"Although you and I don't know each other, this is a blessing for you. Don't worry, after you become my woman, I will try my best to restore your sanity."
The meaning of what he said was clear, Jiang Fan was ready to give it a try.
Although the saint in white in front of him is just a cold desert slave.
But when he thought about the intersection of yin and yang, he was quite moved in his heart.
He would frequently measure the graceful figure of this white-clothed saint, even when he was sleeping, he would hold her coldly in his arms despite Xuan Nuer's slight struggle.
Such a beautiful person, breathing in the fragrance of her hair, feels wonderful.
"It's done, it won't be too late, just do it."
Jiang Fan no longer hesitated, asked Saint Tianxuan to interrupt her practice, and helped her moving body up.
Seeing the beautiful eyes of Saint Tianxuan staring at him slightly confused, the autumn water was rippling and it was so beautiful.
Jiang Fan suddenly had a feeling.
That is, she knows everything she has done to this saint.
Shaking his head, he didn't understand why he had such an idea?
Since he has become a desert slave, he is no different from a dead person. Isn't it possible for a true god to observe?
He reached out his hand and untied it
The ribbon tied around the waist of Saint Tianxuan, the translucent ribbon fell lightly to the ground.
Then there was a white dress...
The beauty's body as white as ivory appeared before Jiang Fan's eyes.
Her skin is like gelatin, her energy is like orchid, and her charm is astonishing.
The slender neck, strong peaks, smooth snow belly, and slender jade legs are all perfect masterpieces carefully carved by the Creator.
Waves of sweet fragrance like orchids and musk deer hit your face!
"Huh~, there is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where is the dust..."
Jiang Fan muttered a Zen calming mantra in a slightly anxious tone.
He barely suppressed his rapid breathing.
Start to unfold Yin Yang and He Jing!
…
In endless light!
The fragrance is fragrant.
The cold delicate body made Jiang Fan hit him for the first time
A thrilling chill.
boom!
His mind suddenly exploded, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
He was shocked, something went wrong in the practice of Yin Yang and He Jing?
Jiang Fan wanted to interrupt his practice, but his eyesight turned black, as if he had sunk into endless darkness.
When I woke up again, I came to a cold purgatory-like place.
There are dark chains all over the place.
Those chains were extremely thick, entangled with gray-white material, forming a cage.
Jiang Fan was in this cage, but he quickly calmed down and found that his figure could penetrate this cage and not be restrained!
This discovery made him relieved. Fortunately, it was not a trap.
"Where is this place, a cold prison in the dark depths?"
Jiang Fan discovered that he was not a physical entity, but his mind had entered the prison in the depths of darkness.
The mind is a very unique thing, different from the existence of the soul.
The soul can still feel, but things like consciousness are very elusive.
However, if one loses his mind, his soul is equivalent to a blank energy.
Sanity is equated with consciousness.
Jiang Fan didn't understand that he was just practicing, and he was sent here as soon as he entered the cramped and boring cave?
What a loss of elegance.
"Hey, there is a woman imprisoned here. She looks so familiar, Saint Tianxuan..."
Suddenly, not long after Jiang Fan walked in the cold prison, he found a white figure sitting on the pale floor.
A series of ruthless chains trapped the white figure.
A beam of pale moonlight came from nowhere, making her little square inch brighter.
Jiang Fan recognized who the white figure slumped on the ground was.
Saint Tianxuan!
How come there are two Tianxuan Saints?
Could it be...
He strode over, ready to say hello to her to make sure.
"Don't come here, you...despicable and shameless person...get out of my...body..."
When the pure white figure saw him coming, she couldn't help but turn her face to the side!
It was indeed the Holy Maiden Tianxuan. Her appearance was different from usual, shrouded in a hazy mist like a filter.
Even her delicate body was unable to sit up and trembled from time to time.
There is a faint light mist all over the body, and it is as white as a fairy.
But with Jiang Fan's eyes, the face of Saint Tianxuan, which looked slightly illusory under the light and mist, was full of shame and anger. She no longer looked like she should have been cold and dusty. He gritted his teeth and shouted at her.
"Are you the real Saint Tianxuan?"
Jiang Fan didn't dare to make a conclusion for a while, ignored the beauty's anger, and asked with a frown.
"Despicable person, I...I am the consciousness of Saint Tianxuan, now you are satisfied..."
Saint Tianxuan weakly supported her body with a snow-like lotus root arm, and the anger was still burning in her body.
"I, Jiang Fan, didn't expect your consciousness to really exist. I'm so polite."
Jiang Fan was shocked when he learned his suspicion.
However, I still plan to learn more about the situation with this angry saint.
"Are you OK?"
Seeing the trembling appearance of Saint Xuan that day, she seemed about to fall down at any moment.
Jiang Fan frowned, not knowing what happened, so he was about to go over and give him a hand.
But when he walked to the beauty and knelt down to help her up, he was shocked to find that his hand had passed through her figure.
"Stop being hypocritical. We are all a ray of consciousness. This is just a reflection of my miserable state..."
Saintess Tianxuan glared at him with a pair of sad and sneer eyes and told him.
Perhaps due to her consciousness, her voice also seemed extremely ethereal, like smoke.
"Is it the reason for being imprisoned here?"
Jiang Fan frowned and asked in confusion.
Why did the Tianxuan Saint he saw look like she was being whipped?
"You... kill me. Kill me when you're done enjoying it. Anyway, I'm a ruined person with no face to live on..."
Hearing Jiang Fan's question, Saint Tianxuan looked like you still have the nerve to say it, then closed her eyes and said sadly.
She is so beautiful surrounded by hazy light and mist.
But he said some lifeless words.
Jiang Fan also instantly understood why she would tremble from time to time.
He immediately blushed.
It turned out to be...
He opened his mouth, but he was a rough man himself and couldn't say anything comforting.
And at this moment, it seemed awkward to say anything.
"You can actually see it. Does that mean your consciousness is just trapped here?"
Jiang Fan tried his best to change the subject and ask the saint in white.
still have a question?
He was very confused whether Huangnu's consciousness was also immortal?
Doesn't this mean...
"What do you think, um~, you, this saintess sees all the shameless things you do, but I can't get out and am imprisoned in this darkness forever..."
As Saint Tianxuan said, her eyebrows suddenly frowned as if she were frightened, and she glared at Jiang Fan fiercely before returning to her lifeless expression.
"That is to say, all Aran slaves are like this, trapped by a mysterious force!"
Jiang Fan's thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he got a shocking piece of information.
