Song Yan said: "Sister Yun, how can you help?"
Long Muyun gently tugged her skirt, stepped forward, and her face, as cold and beautiful as an iceberg, suddenly warmed like spring, becoming gentle and lovely.
She tapped lightly with her toes, soared into the sky, and then landed in front of Song Yan.
The two gazed into each other’s eyes.
The ice around Long Muyun’s body had melted, and the aura that to outsiders felt like an ice hell opened a narrow passage, granting the man before her a special pass to come to this place.
The allure of a high realm female cultivator was unleashed without reservation.
Song Yan, in the "Nurturing Evil Corpse" phase, felt his mind and heart in turmoil.
This feeling was even stronger than when he encountered Ningxin Ancestor before.
However, neither of them took the initiative.
Air seemed to freeze.
Song Yan suddenly raised his hand.
The "sugar coat" from the "sugar-coated bomb" came knocking; how could he refuse?
He was neither aloof nor pure; he naturally would enjoy pleasure when he could.
Never in the world is there a situation that’s ninety percent certain; even at this moment, he couldn’t be sure he could survive this calamity, but compared to the previous panic, he was much calmer now.
Long Muyun extended a finger, tapped his approaching palm, and then floated away like a plume of feathers, a white cloud.
Song Yan pursued her.
In mid-air, Long Muyun’s delicate foot lightly tapped his chest and gently sent him back to the lotus platform.
Standing in the void, she smiled and said: "Your evil desire is not reaching its extreme, so I won’t allow you to touch me. When it reaches the extreme, I will help you cut it out."
...
Long after.
The two stopped chasing and united.
...
Long after...
"Little Song, have you cut it?"
"No."
"How much longer?"
"..."
"Little Song!!!"
"..."
"Little Song... I’m exhausted."
"Little Song!"
...
...
Over ten days later.

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