Absolutely not my father

With a swipe of spiritual power between his fingers, Luo Wen's belt was broken. Ling Juebi picked up Luo Wen's lapel with his fingers, stripped Luo Wen's outer robe from his shoulders, and let it fall to the ground.

One piece of clothing was piled up at the feet, until only the last coat was left, Luo Yan still unknowingly endured Ling Juebi's kiss.

From lips to cheeks, then to neck and collarbone, Ling Juebi's lips seemed to stick to Luo Man's body, using its scorching temperature to continuously burn Luo Man's skin, leaving a series of red marks.

The thin clothes on Luo Fan's body could no longer block the sense of touch, and the greasy touch spread into Ling Juebi's brain from the place of contact, the fire of passion-desire suppressed reason, and Ling Juebi kept tightening the palm of Luo's back waist, So that the bodies of the two can be closer together...

"I didn't expect to see Fellow Daoist Ling here. What a coincidence." A playful voice suddenly came from the depths of the pink mist. On Luo's shoulders, wrapped Luo's body.

After doing all this, Ling Juebi raised his head and looked at Fan Hua who was walking towards him.

"Why are you here?"

Fan Hua didn't answer, his eyes swept across the scattered clothes on the ground, and then stopped on Luo Han, revealing a bit of banter.

"It seems that I appeared at the wrong time, and disturbed the good things of Ling Daoyou."

Ling Juebi pressed Luo Wen's face to his chest, and turned sideways to block Fan Hua's gaze.

"You did it? You actually shot him, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Ling? I wasn't the one who hit Little Daoist Ling. I just used some tricks on him, and I didn't even touch his hair. It was you, Fellow Daoist Ling, who really wanted to do something while he was unconscious. ah……"

"What do you mean!" A gleam of anger flashed across Ling Juebi's face. He wasn't talking nonsense with Nu Fanhua, but Nu Fanhua was right. Luo Fan was delirious, but he was sober, but he was sober If Fan Hua hadn't appeared just now, he really didn't know what he would do.

"I just can't see the beauty being wronged. I don't know what will happen when your little beauty wakes up and finds out what you have done."

"Nothing to do with you."

"Speaking of which, I helped you, but Fellow Daoist Ling is so helpless—"

"Boom..." Before Fan Hua finished speaking, the place where he was standing was blasted away by spiritual power. Ling Juebi's face was as calm as water, and he couldn't make a single blow. As soon as he opened and squeezed his palm, a mountain peak was sucked up and moved towards him. Fan Hua smashed it away.Fan Hua hurriedly avoided, but Ling Juebi's next attack was already in front of him...

After dozens of tricks, the originally mountainous place has been blasted into a plain by Ling Cliff, a huge gray light array appeared at the foot of Ling Cliff, flying sand and rocks, gusts of wind, countless black air emerged from the formation, A huge ghost head was formed on the top of Ling Juebi's head. If Luo Yan was still awake, he would find that the shape of the ghost head was exactly the same as the tattoo on Wuming's chest.

Following Ling Juebi's order, the ghost head rushed towards Fan Hua. Fan Hua's expression changed, and countless pink petals appeared around her body. The ghost head was blocked from the petals, but before Fan Hua could breathe a sigh of relief , The petals that touch the ghost head will wither one after another, as if being sucked out of vitality, and the wind will turn into dust and disperse.

The ghost head scattered the petals, and came to Fan Hua. A strand of Fan Hua's hair was stained with ghost energy, and it turned white in an instant. On the petals, the ghost head was blocked. With this moment, Fan Hua finally opened the distance from the ghost head. Feeling unsafe, he also arranged several layers of barriers around his body.

"Are you a ghost cultivator? No, you obviously have a physical body, so how could you be a ghost cultivator?" Moreover, even a ghost cultivator can't attract people's anger. What moves Ling Juebi practiced are so evil.

"What exactly did you practice?"

"If you want to know, it's better to ask it."

Ling Juebi forced out a blood bead between his fingers, and pointed at the ghost head, a layer of red light immediately appeared on the ghost head, broke through Fan Hua's flower formation and rushed towards Fan Hua.

Fan Hua was startled and angry, while her sleeves fluttered, her fingernails painted with Kodan quickly grew and stroked towards the ghost head. He became skinny and skinny directly, obviously he suffered a lot.

Seeing that Ling Juebi still wanted to make a move, Fan Hua cursed in a low voice and didn't dare to get close to the ghost head, so she could only defend passively.

"Ling Juebi, what are the benefits of doing this?"

Even if Ling Juebi killed Fan Hua in the end, he himself would definitely be injured, giving the ghosts a chance in vain, so Fan Hua was sure that Ling Juebi would not tear himself apart with him, but Ling Juebi suddenly went crazy.

Fan Hua got angry and didn't just keep her strength. The two of them fought in the dark, but Ling Juebi was two steps higher than Fan Hua. Gradually, Fan Hua became a little bit powerless, but Ling Juebi had already set up formations around him. It's hard for him to run.

Fan Hua cursed angrily as she watched helplessly that the spirit treasure she had luckily found was turned into a pile of rusty scrap metal by the ghost head.

"Ling Juebi, you lunatic! I provoked you, so you fight me desperately, even if I die, I will hold you back!"

At this moment, Ling Juebi's eyes had turned into pitch black, without whites, like an empty abyss.

"You shouldn't have troubled him."

Fan Hua laughed out of anger.

"Since you treasure him so much, I'll give you another gift."

With a wave of Fan Hua's sleeves, several dolls appeared in front of Ling Juebi. If it weren't for the dull expression, these dolls looked no different from real people. Before Ling Juebi's birthday, Fan Hua gave Ling Juebi a group of dolls. Dancer, what are you doing now?

Ling Juebi soon realized something was wrong. Different from the previous female dolls, these dolls turned out to be teenagers with red lips and white teeth, looking like good girls.

I don't know what switch Fan Hua touched. The doll, which was still stiff at first, suddenly came alive. Ling Juebi saw the two dolls kissing together, and then one of the dolls inserted the things under the body into the other. Behind the puppet, the puppet below immediately let out a touching groan. The two puppets began to change their postures constantly, and the other puppet followed suit.

"Fellow Daoist Ling probably doesn't know the beauty of men's happiness. These puppets are given to Fellow Daoist Ling for appreciation. If it's not enough, I also have the method of male-female dual cultivation here, which can be given to Fellow Daoist Ling."

As she said that, Fan Hua threw a jade slip towards Ling Juebi. Ling Juebi was stunned for a moment, then his face became livid, and he shattered the jade slip and the dolls with his palm.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ling Juebi was distracted, Fan Hua broke off a finger as an intermediary, broke through Ling Juebi's formation in one fell swoop, and appeared outside the formation.

"By the way, I forgot to remind Fellow Daoist Ling that even if you have the double cultivation method, you must pay attention to restraint. Xiaoyou Ling's small body is not enough for you to toss around a few times, so don't be sucked into an adult and ruin a beauty for nothing."

"you wanna die!"

Seeing Ling Juebi's face completely gloomy, Fan Hua's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately tore open the space passage and ran away.

"Fan has something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Boom..." As soon as Fan Hua disappeared, a black hole appeared where he was standing, piercing through the space crack. From this, it can be seen that if he was a little slower, he would not be able to leave today.

Ling Juebi wanted to chase after him again, but at this moment, Luo Fan who was holding him moved, and glanced at Luo Fan's flushed cheeks. Ling Juebi gave up the idea, tore open the passage and returned to Tianmozong with Luo Fan in his arms.

Not long after Ling Juebi left, a figure slowly appeared on the spot, it was Fan Hua who had already left, but unexpectedly he came back again.

Looking at her severed finger that was still bleeding, Fan Hua smiled. Although she paid the price, it was worth it to trick Ling Juebi.

"Since you have already moved evil thoughts, don't even think about escaping."