It was already midnight.
The rain curtain was like silk.
Just now, at the feast, True Master Illusion Flower drank quite a bit of Spirit Wine.
Her jade face was flushed, indescribably beautiful.
They entered the Cave Mansion.
True Master Illusion Flower's fingertips brushed across Shen Xuan's chest.
The clothes shattered accordingly, revealing Shen Xuan's robust body, like it was carved by knives and axes.
This time she came, wearing a white dress ensemble, shedding the Magic Robe, only a layer of cicada wing gauze covered her undergarments, her graceful figure faintly visible.
"Fellow Daoist Shen."
True Master Illusion Flower's voice was like a wild cat in heat, exceptionally coquettish.
"The City Lord said you cultivate both Body Refining Techniques, strong like a tiger."
"Illusion Flower wants to try."
Shen Xuan, with a stern face, stared at the alluring True Master Illusion Flower before him.
He took a deep breath, emitting a subtle sound of blood qi.
