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Chapter 43 Fox Spirit Illusion (Part 2)

Not far away from everyone, through layers of pink gauze curtains, the sound of women playing in the water was heard. In the middle of the gauze curtain, under the dim lights, three graceful figures were vaguely visible, twisting their charming bodies and grinning each other.

The pink gauze curtain is gently shaken, the mural is exposed, and the delicate body is hard to see. In addition, the smell of incense seems to be coming in the air, and the atmosphere looks strange and winding.

Among the dozen men in the escort agency, four of them swallowed hard, their eyes red, and rushed over almost instinctively.

"Biaozi, don't go over." Brother Bao wanted to hold them, but unfortunately he was one step late.

The four of them were like crazy beasts, roaring in their mouths, rushing into the center of the layers of veils and jumping down from the bathhouse.

The group of people here, with their eyes straight, saw three charming beauties laughing in the bathtub. After four men jumped out of the bathtub, three charming women tangled up. After a while, they moaned and started to stumble.

Outside the layers of pink veils, everyone else was stunned and they actually started to do it. Among them, the sound of swallowing saliva spread.

The tower, which was already ambiguous, is now playing a live spring palace again. Some people immediately couldn't bear it and joined in with a roar.

"Shi Hu is coming back soon. Are you crazy? Do you dare to go up? You are not afraid of giving your life." Brother Bao wanted to pull someone again, but unfortunately he was still one step slower.

The scenery around is changing, even if you know that it is mostly an illusion, it is difficult to avoid. Just like people want to eat, it is more of an instinct than a weakness in human nature.

The pink veil, incense, murals and three girls' moans are full of mood and a few poor will, and it is difficult for those with their instincts to suppress their instincts.

A group of more than a dozen people passed by, half of them were splashing in the bathhouse, the water rippled, and the white bodies were entangled with each other, thrusting hard, and the sound was unbearable.

"Fellow Taoist, how can I break this illusion?" Old Taoist Changshun approached his body, moved his slender feet, and trotted over, and turned around Ye Xuan, turning around, and seemed not worried that Ye Xuan would suddenly take action.

The girl's waist swayed like cotton wool in the wind, her delicate body was soft and weak, and her fox eyes were full of cunning, like a playful girl next door. The only thing that was inconsistent was that she had no shame.

"Brother, come and chase others." Seeing Ye Xuan staring at her, the fox girl laughed happily, twisted her waist, and trotted away.

However, when she ran a few steps and looked back, Ye Xuan was still expressionless and stood there. The girl couldn't help but stop, stamped her lotus feet, and pouted her mouth and made a dissatisfied hum.

Old Taoist Changshun stood beside Ye Xuan, with yellow talismans all over his body protecting his body. He frowned and said, "These monsters are not right. Birds and beasts are difficult to cultivate. Most monsters with this level of cultivation have been practicing for hundreds of years, but she is clearly still having fun, and it seems that she has just started her wisdom for not many years."

Ye Xuan nodded, the mirror flowers and water moon quietly unfolded, and circles of invisible ripples scattered, and Ye Xuan turned a blind eye to the charming fox girl who was showing off.

He had just finished eating mountain rabbit meat and was not hungry yet, so he naturally would not be full. He accompanied a vixen to chase him. Besides, the fox meat was very unpalatable.

Ye Xuan's eyes were flowing, and he suddenly pointed at the fox-smelling girl and said lightly: "This is just a yellow-haired fox. There is a bobcat over there. The tall woman behind her who looks like a pilaf is a spotted snake."

The Taoist Changshun could not see through the illusion, but at this moment, Ye Xuan's eyes, the illusion of the pavilion had been broken. The three women in front of him were all condensed from white mist. In other words, the crazy outputs of Brother Biao and others were all outputting towards the air, and vainly depleting their own essence.

In his eyes, there were a trace of white smoke lingering in the mountain temple, and the real body of the three women was hiding in the shadow of the corner, staring at them.
Chapter completed!
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