ught.He had a general idea of the true identity of the princess.However, it wasn't revealed just now.Most importantly, he also sensed another kind of aura on the princess.That aura, though concealed w...At this moment, Ling Yuan's snow-white skin was flushed with a delicate pink.

Her eyes were mesmerizing, alluring yet aloof.

Her red lips parted slightly, her breath like a gentle sigh.

Jun Xiaoyao's carefree nature is due to his three primordial spirits and the ancient lotus.

Therefore, it can temporarily resist the erosion of Lover's Flower Mist.

But Lingyuan was different.

It's possible her soul essence wouldn't be much weaker than Jun Xiaoyao's.

But she didn't have lotus seeds.

Before this, she had experienced a hundred lifetimes of karmic entanglements with Jun Xiaoyao in the illusory realm within the Samsara Sea.

It's like dynamite, it just takes a spark to set it off.

And right now, the mist of Lover's Flowers is undoubtedly fire.

Then, within the cycle of reincarnation, what you and Jun Xiaoyao experienced, those heart-wrenching moments of love.

At this moment, it surged into Ling Yuan's heart like a gush of water.

And she was subtly influenced by the celestial maiden, making it even harder to resist.

“No… This palace will not…”

Ling Yuan struggled, desperately trying to control her actions.

A delicate, snow-white complexion carried a touch of turmoil.

“This palace will never…”

Ling Yuan's phoenix eyes stared intently at the white-clad figure seated before her.

Jun Xiaoyao, with his current power, could only barely keep his mind clear and prevent himself from falling into the abyss of eternity. There was no more energy left to worry about Ling Yuan.

Before Ling Yuan's eyes, more and more phantoms appeared.

In one reincarnation, she was the cursed Heavenly Fiend Star.

Jun Xiaoyao is a peerless immortal master in white.

The moment they met, Ling Yuan was destined to fall for him.

Jun Xiaoyao took him as his disciple, and from then on, he became the white moonlight in her heart.

But in the end, Jun Xiaoyao chose the common people over all of Heaven and Earth, and her.

In that lifetime, she hated intensely, and loved intensely as well.

In a past life, she was a woman who waited for the white-clad general to return from war, but in the end, she watched autumn water fade and never saw him return.

In a past life, she was a little peach demon, and Jun Xiaoyao was the legitimate son of a family that specialized in exorcising demons.

They had promised to journey together across mountains and rivers, but in the end it was he who stood alone, sword in hand, ending her life.

All lives are unforgettable.

If any woman, even one who has lived a thousand lives, would forever remember this.

Let alone a love that spans centuries.

That literally cut me to the core.

This place is filled with the flower mist emanating from countless Lover's Flowers.

Ling Yuan was beginning to resist.

Though she tried her best to keep her mind clear, her brain felt increasingly clouded.

One red rose is enough to make people fall in love.

Here, lover's flowers carpet the mountains and hills, numbering in the millions.

If it's opened at the same time, even nuns have to become laywomen.

To the very end, Ling Yuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her hazy eyes no longer concealed.

She walked slowly toward Jun Xiaoyao.

A perfect figure begins to emerge.

The flesh and bones are like jade, smooth as snow, with a delicate and flawless sheen, like porcelain.

That "Jun" character mark, on the snow-white thigh, was particularly eye-catching.

Jun Xiaoyao just looked at it so nonchalantly.

As the most honorable and adored celestial princess of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

At this moment, Lingyuan is very proactive and takes off her dress herself.

She is completely smitten.

not...

Perhaps it's just some latent things, activated by this opportunity.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao was not feeling well.

Because of his will, it needs to be more steadfast.

Otherwise, if he were to lose himself completely.

Then he and Lingyuan would never be able to leave this place.

As for Meng Zhan and the others, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't count on them.

Now no one knows what's happening outside.

Jun Xiaoyao continues to refine the Hell Soul Demon Flower.

Ling Yuan always bothered him.

I'm very restless.

"Leave me alone!"

Jun Xiaoyao slapped down with a resounding smack.

He is neither a chivalrous sage nor a tranquil Liu Xiàhuì who keeps his desires in check.

At the moment, he simply didn't have the heart to appreciate a noblewoman dancing and displaying herself.

Not to mention this imperial daughter was also his opponent and enemy.

A bright red handprint appeared.

Ling Yuan slightly frowned, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

"Uh oh..."

Jun Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback.

Seems like I've discovered this aloof Empress's unknown fetish.

Lingyuan continued to harass, Jun Xiaoyao had no choice but to use a palm strike to knock Lingyuan unconscious.

Jun Xiaoyao could finally quietly refine the Nether Soul Demon Flower.

Finally, after several days.

With a surge of powerful spiritual energy, Jun Xiaoyao felt his mind and soul power thrumming.

The primordial spirit has become much stronger.

Although I haven't reached the level of a Heshansha-grade primordial spirit yet, I'm already much stronger than before.

To describe it, it would be like achieving a state of near-perfection on an immeasurable scale.

Inside Jun Xiaoyao's body, that ancient lotus seed had already overflowed with much pure Qi.

Jun XiaoYao, finally free from the influence of this place.

To say that anyone else would be hard pressed to leave this place, and would likely be consumed by it entirely.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ling Yuan lying on the ground.

Unknown what strange dream Ling Yuan had, her face was flushed red, and her ruby lips unconsciously muttered the name "Jun Xiao Yao".

Judging from her appearance, in Ling Yuan's dreams, there should also be a kind of pure and beautiful connection with Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiao Yao's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

To be honest, he could abandon Ling Yuan and let her drown in this despair.

But that would also affect the Heavenly Maiden Iris; she wouldn't be able to achieve true freedom.

Furthermore, Jun Xiaoyao's plan also requires the cooperation of Jiun Qi Huang.

Ling Yuan is an important part of the Reversal of Seven Emperors, and she needs to be used as a tool for now. She can't have anything happen to her temporarily.

"You're getting a good deal."

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head faintly, pointing a finger at Ling Yuan's brow.

With their spiritual essence and magical power, they wash away the love pollen within his body.

Meanwhile, the refreshing fragrance of the ancient lotus seeds also entered Ling Yuan's body.

Gradually, Ling Yuan's rosy cheeks returned to their pearly white.

After a moment, Ling Yuan trembled her slender, black eyelashes and opened her phoenix eyes.

First reaction was confusion and bewilderment.

The second reaction was to recall the image from the dream, a jade face instantly flushed red as fire, simultaneously unable to believe it.

It was a pleasant dream, but why does it feel like a nightmare when I wake up and think about it

Third, Ling Yuan only realized it afterward, discovering she was completely naked.

Fourth, Jun Xiaoyao just stood quietly in front of Ling Yuan, gazing at her with an emotionless expression.

Boom!

Ling Yuan only felt a million thunderbolts roaring in her mind at the same time!

She felt a little dizzy and her expression was vacant, as if she were entranced.

What kind of nightmare did she have

"Aren't you watching!"

Ling Yuan hurriedly took out a long dress from her spatial magic artifact to cover herself.

But suddenly she felt a burning sensation in her buttocks.

That was a bright red handprint.

Ling Yuan's mind went blank again.

She got spanked

"Unexpectedly, the esteemed young prince of Xian Ting would have such a peculiar preference." Jun Xiaoyao's expression held a hint of cold mockery and amusement.

"You will roam free no more, I shall have your life!"

Ling Yuan donned a gown of glass, gritted her teeth, filled with shame and fury, and lunged at Jun Xiaoyao with her sword!Emperor Palace, they really came.""It's probably for Yunxiao, the young master of the Yun clan of Jiehai Imperial Family, and his sister.""Wow, as expected of the ultimate power. So domineering, direc...