I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Chapter 114 No, No... Fairy, please restrain yourself!_3

Chen Mo leaped down from the hill-like head and turned back to see that the giant python did not immediately leave. Instead, it looked at him with eyes full of anticipation.

He pondered for a moment and then once again activated his Martial Spirit. Jade-like scales covered his entire body, transforming into a half-human, half-dragon form, and he reached out to pat the Black Python’s body.

"Well done."

"Roar, roar!"

The Black Python howled excitedly to the sky, like a child being praised by a parent.

It circled Chen Mo twice, gave him a deep look, and then reluctantly turned to leave.

"Um, the fruit, my fruit..."

"No, I can’t go with General Li..."

The murmurs of two people reached his ears, making Chen Mo feel somewhat uneasy.

Although he had reached the other shore, the Illusory World had not ended.

To escape from the Illusory World, one could only rely on their own mind and will; others could not offer help.

Seeing that the two refused to let go, Chen Mo had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground, operating the "Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra," allowing them to rub against him.

A quarter of an hour later,

Ling Ningzhi’s gaze gradually regained clarity.

Upon seeing the surroundings clearly, she froze instantly.

She saw Chen Mo with eyes looking at the nose and the nose observing the Heart, as if a meditative monk. Her Daoist robe was disheveled, revealing a fragrant shoulder, a white collarbone, and a hint of cleavage. Under pale pink underwear, waves rolled magnificently.

Her snow-lotus-like arms embraced Chen Mo’s neck, in a posture as if nursing a baby...

? !

Ling Ningzhi suddenly stood up.

A tingling sensation unexpectedly ran through her hips, causing her legs to tremble and nearly lose balance.

"You, what did you do to me?!"

"Shouldn’t I be asking you that?"

Chen Mo glanced at her sideways, frowning, and said, "Clearly, it’s you who held onto me and mumbled about ’picking fruits’... If not for me bringing you over, you would already be a meal for the Demon Beast!"

Ling Ningzhi’s pretty face turned red in an instant.

Though she had fallen into the Illusory World, she wasn’t completely unaware of the external situation. Knowing that Chen Mo’s words were true, it was very likely that she mistook him for the Creation Ancient Tree...

"Even so, you still can’t..."

Ling Ningzhi bit her lip, unable to voice the rest.

Chen Mo’s expression remained indifferent.

*You pick my fruit, I pinch your peach; it seems quite reasonable, doesn’t it?*

"At the critical moment of life and death, who cares for formalities? I consider my conscience clear and need not explain anything."

"..."

Ling Ningzhi lapsed into silence.

From the situation just now, it seemed Chen Mo had indeed done nothing to her.

On the contrary, it was she who, with disheveled clothes and exposed bosom, seemed like a vixen seducing a young scholar...

"Roar!"

Amidst the mist, a Demon Beast’s roar echoed, and the blood qi that filled the sky had dyed the thick fog red.

Ling Ningzhi displayed a somewhat serious expression, entrapped in illusion due to her deep obsession, rendering her powerless to resist.

If Chen Mo hadn’t brought her over, the consequences would have been unthinkable!

She could naturally discern the weight of issues.

After calming down, Ling Ningzhi bowed with a Daoist salute, "Thank you, Daoist, for your life-saving grace. It was my rudeness just now; I hope Daoist won’t hold it against me."

Chen Mo did not mind and said blandly, "It was a trifling matter."

At this point, noticing Shen Zhixia still rubbing against Chen Mo, Ling Ningzhi quickly pulled her up.

"Hmm~"

Shen Zhixia hummed softly, slowly opening her eyes.

"Sister Qingxuan?"

She looked around and asked blankly, "Did you bring me over?"

Ling Ningzhi shook her head, somewhat embarrassed, "It was this Daoist who saved us... By the way, may I know the Daoist’s name?"

Chen Mo replied plainly, "Xuanji."

Ling Ningzhi nodded, "So it’s Daoist Xuanji. This kindness will remain in Qingxuan’s heart; if there’s anything needed in the future, feel free to speak."

"Thank you... Daoist."

Shen Zhixia’s gleaming eyes glanced at Chen Mo.

This familiar feeling grew stronger...

...

About an hour later, Zi Lianji broke through the thick fog, rushing to the opposite shore.

His black robe was slightly damaged, his meticulous hairstyle slightly disheveled, but he bore no injuries, and in his hand, the Autumn Water Longsword gleamed coldly, with fresh blood dripping from the blade.

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