The clothes on her body turned into ice slags all over the floor. Her perfect, **, and the strangeness from her chest made Murong Xian'er's whole body feel extremely soft.

In a very shy state, she subconsciously wanted to push Mo Lingxuan away with a palm, but found that she could not lift a trace of true energy no matter what, and the cultivation in her body seemed to be completely lost.

The fair jade hand fell on Mo Lingxuan's chest, and the palm that should have been accompanied by true energy became soft and weak. At this time, it seemed like a gentle stroke, which made Mo Lingxuan's heart even more passionate.

This unintentional seductive act, looking at this familiar and beautiful cheek, was like a strong gunpowder, which instantly ignited the deep emotions in Mo Lingxuan's heart, and the deep feeling of longing burst out like a dam breaking.

He lowered his head slightly, and kissed the two warm lips directly into his mouth, hugging the warm and fragrant nephropathy in front of him tightly into his arms.

At this time, Murong Xian'er's beautiful eyes were full of at a loss and confusion, and she wanted to speak, but she was kissed by Mo Lingxuan, but she could only make a whimpering sound of "um".

Facing Yue Shiyan, Yun Yao and the other two, Mo Lingxuan has good self-control, but facing Murong Xianer, who is exactly the same as Yan Yuruo and is her reincarnation, is different.

After nine thousand years of great dream, Mo Lingxuan is reborn and returns. Everything around him is gone and people are changed. All the beauties are gone, leaving him alone in the world.

At this time, you can see the closest beauty in your previous life, and it is so "at within reach" that anyone can hold back their emotions.

In both hands, there is infinite fullness and softness.

Murong Xian'er's skin was also extremely smooth, just like a water snake, as if she wanted to merge with Mo Lingxuan.

“Um…”

Her heart was full of complicated meanings. For some reason, when facing Mo Lingxuan's domineering request, there was no deep resistance in her heart.

But what made Murong Xian'er extremely puzzled was why she faced Mo Lingxuan like this...

"No...don't..."

As Mo Lingxuan's hand was about to go down and touch that place, the confusion in Murong Xian'er's beautiful eyes suddenly faded away. Then he raised some strength and tried to push Mo Lingxuan away.

There is an unsolved mystery in my heart, and Murong Xian'er can't accept this kind of thing...

Hearing Murong Xian'er's voice, the fire in Mo Lingxuan's eyes also faded away. He immediately stopped his hands and gently lowered Murong Xian'er.

Since Murong Xian'er is not mentally prepared yet, he naturally cannot be impatient.

"Sorry, I couldn't control it for a while."

Mo Lingxuan took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He did not expect that he would lose control in front of Yan Yuruo.

"No...it's okay."

Murong Xian'er curled up and sat quietly beside her, covering some seductive and deadly parts with her hands, and her eyes seemed to be a little lost and resentful.

She didn't blame Mo Lingxuan, after all, she understood how tempting she was to men.

But... I haven't figured out the mystery in my heart yet, and I can't accept it for the time being.

Mo Lingxuan took out a black robe and gently draped it on Murong Xian'er's delicate body, blocking all the leaking spring light.

But at this moment, Xian'er stared at him motionlessly.

"Mr. Mo, did we... know each other before?"

After a long time, Murong Xian'er asked this question.

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly, looked at him, and responded calmly: "If I say, you have another name called Yan Yuruo, who is my woman, Xian'er is trustworthy?"

This time, Mo Lingxuan did not reserve at all, and explained clearly Murong Xian'er's true identity as Yan Yuruo's reincarnation and his Ice Spirit Demon Sergeant.

All of this really subverted Murong Xian'er's perception.

Even though her cultivation level is in the late stage of the Martial Realm, the reincarnation of the God King still makes her unbelievable.

"Slowly you will understand that everything I said is true."

Mo Lingxuan spoke again, he would give Murong Xian'er time to slowly accept these facts: "Now, the power of your Ice Spirit Spring has been spread to the veins all over my body, and there will be no cold air invasion. However, the most suitable thing is to practice the Ice Spirit Zi Art. Are you willing to follow me to practice and become my Ice Spirit Demon Attendant?"

"Does Xian'er still have a choice?"

But when Murong Xian'er saw her smile, she seemed to have a little resentment on her cold pretty face.

It's all here. If I don't agree, can I escape this guy's clutch? It's really...

Besides, she was not in conflict with her heart, but on the contrary she was still somewhat expectant and excited.

"But... why does my cultivation seem to have lost all of my life?"

After pondering for a while, Murong Xian'er gently opened her red lips again and said, since the Bingling Youquan was broken, she found that her martial arts cultivation had suddenly disappeared, just like an ordinary person.

"The Ice Spirit Spring is the source of power of the Ice Spirit's physique. I spread it for you, and it may take up to one month to get used to it. However, by that time, your cultivation should also make great progress. Even if you cannot break through the realm of Tiangang, half a step will be easy."

Mo Lingxuan explained, and then he taught Murong Xian'er the Bing Lingzi Technique of the Ancient Emperor Demon Art.

"From now on, you can practice this Ice Spirit Son Art, which is much higher than the skills in your Yaochi Holy Land."

"good."

Murong Xian'er reached his head slightly, then seemed to think of something, and spoke again: "I wonder if Mr. Mo can... I'll let Xian'er go back to the sacred land of Yaochi to say goodbye to the Holy Lord? After all,... The Holy Lord has kindness to Xian'er, and it may be inappropriate to make the Holy Lord worry about this misunderstanding."

"Yes, three days later, I will go back when I break through the martial domain."

Hearing this, Mo Lingxuan pondered for a moment and did not refuse.

After all, he also learned that Xian'er's parents died in this life, and it was the Holy Lord of Yaochi who accidentally brought her into the holy land, taking care of her meticulously like a reborn parent.

Although in Mo Lingxuan's opinion, he was an unreasonable stupid woman, he naturally would not refuse Murong Xian'er's small request.

Furthermore, he has to go back to settle the Tianlan meeting next, and now he will take Murong Xian'er, who has temporarily lost all his cultivation, and it seems a bit inappropriate.

After that, Mo Lingxuan sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation. Aside him, Murong Xian'er's beautiful figure was silently guarding.

His original cultivation level was at the peak of the virtual realm. He failed to break through the martial arts realm in one fell swoop in the last time, but now he has the chance, he can prepare to enter a new realm.

After entering the Martial Realm, Mo Lingxuan's strength will undergo a qualitative change. At that time, he will naturally not be afraid of any powerful Nirvana Realm.
Chapter completed!