"Be careful!"
"I heard that the Immortal Holding Light has another identity, which is called the 'Great Immortal Holding Power'." Ju Mangji Liang's voice sounded in Cao Zhe's ears.
Wherever he looked, Ji Liang still looked the same as before. The dancer was standing on the table, twisting her arches slightly, while he was rubbing his hands, looking like he couldn't hold himself back. It didn't look like him at all. I just reminded Cao Zhe.
The Great Immortal of Holding Strength is one of the more well-known ancient immortals in Guifang.
Cao Zhe still knows this bit of common sense!
After all, after being in this world for so long, it is impossible for Cao Zhe not to collect any information about the gods and immortals on the ghost side.
If it was Cao Zhe before the war, and he suddenly heard that the Great Immortal Ghost Fang had sneaked into this place and had a grand banquet with many immortals and gods from Dashang, he would have been a little disturbed.
When I heard this news again, my heart was completely still.
Look beyond the framework in front of you.
Many immortals and gods may be more like people without ethnicity, country, or race. To say that they are mercenaries is an insult to the word "mercenary."
Based on this prerequisite, their choices will always be based on interests.
Coupled with the long period of accumulation, how can there be so many clear-cut flags?
The collision of two huge civilizations involved a large number of ancient gods and gods. The reason why they have been unable to defeat each other is probably because these guys acted as 'lubrication' and played both sides.
As for the Indian original gods who were destroyed by Onikata... Of course, some of them, like Mo and Krishna, either lost their past or their freedom, but there are also quite a few who have been very smoothly integrated into the mythology of Onikata. .
Because they are one of them.
At the end of the battle between Dashang and Guifang, this scene may also happen again.
In particular, some immortals want this battle to continue in a stalemate for a longer time.
The losses of some Dao soldiers, clones and even soul incarnations are superficial.
When you eat both sides, you will make more profits.
Returning to the scene before us, since the Vidyadhara is also the Great Immortal of the Ghost Side, there is no doubt that the woman standing on the table in front of him, dancing gracefully, is poison wrapped in honey.
"A honey trap?"
"It's easy to expose it!" Cao Zhe also replied to Ji Liang in an extremely secretive way.
Ji Liang seemed to smile, and then continued to admire the artistically seductive dance: "Beauty trap! The key is the word trap? The key is beauty!"
"If I hadn't seen that you weren't interested in her, I wouldn't have reminded you."
A narrow-minded interpretation of Ji Liang's words may mean that he wants to rob someone.
But Cao Zhe was not so small-minded. He thought Ji Liang's words had a clear meaning.
That is, if Cao Zhe falls into this beauty trap, then he will be a villain in vain if he reminds her again.
It was precisely because Cao Zhe showed no sign of being interested in the beauty in front of him that Ji Liang reminded her of the other identity of the Immortal Holding the Light.
As Ji Liang said, the point of a beauty trap is never the trap, but the beauty.
If you are deceived by beauty, even if you know it is a trap, some people will jump in confidently.
Seeing that Cao Zhe was not moved at all, the beauty slowly twisted her slender waist, and the sapphire dotted at her navel shone with a psychedelic light.
She slowly lifted Qiaoling's small feet, her flexible toes spread playfully, and she moved back and slightly inward to grasp something.
Half-holding it on the small table, he picked up the wine bottle on the table.
The nectar in the wine flask turned into a puff of light purple smoke, wrapping around her like a ribbon.
At this time, the dancer's face was no longer as cool and unwilling as it was at the beginning.
Apparently they have abandoned their pretense and are more proactive in attacking.
The permeating aroma of wine seems to be turning into a thick dream mist.
The beautiful dancing girl even gradually revealed her divine appearance.
The light of dawn filtered through her clear eyes.
The trembling eyelashes were stained with morning dew.
Ushas, the goddess of dawn, is one of the most famous goddesses among the ghost gods and the one who attracts the most enchantment among male gods.
Cao Zhe recognized the identity of the dancer through the divine spirit emanating from her body.
"I actually arranged for her to be the beauty in this beauty trap. It seems that the ghosts and gods are more afraid of my inevitable target than they thought before." Cao Zhe reached out and grabbed a wisp of swimming hair. Floating fragrance.
Then the flames twined around the fingertips, and with a slight vibration, all the misty scenes around him were shaken away.
Dancing in front of someone, not even understanding the skirt, like a sure target for cheating?
How much do these ghosts and gods despise him, Cao Zhe?
The sneer in Cao Zhe's heart also appeared on his face.
Anyone can feel Cao Zhe's overwhelming contempt at this moment.
Actually...it's really not the ghosts and gods' fault.
Gods and divine civilizations are at war with each other, and sometimes they use tricks on each other, which may not be very clever.
This is supported by many myths and anecdotes.
The key point is that before morality is established, most gods and immortals are indeed relatively open-minded.
Don’t just talk about the West, there are also similar anecdotes in the ancient times of the East.
Cao Zhe's expulsion only aroused the competitive spirit of the goddess of dawn.
She looked at Cao Zhe stubbornly and seductively with her dark blue eyes, and followed the firelight shot by Cao Zhe's finger, flying gently and softly.
He stretched out his fingers as if to touch Cao Zhe's eyebrows, but suddenly retracted them and covered his heart.
As she puffed out her breath, a stream of smoke that smelled of wine, milk, and fresh flowers filled the entire hall in an instant.
Everything became hazy.
The gods in the hall seemed to have been exiled and sent to distant places.
The coolness in the hall and the mist that gradually became colder turned into droplets of dew, moistening Cao Zhe's clothes.
Cao Zhe's body shook slightly, and the fire surrounded him and was about to burn through the scene in front of him.
Not to mention the unrefined fire from Agni's birth of heaven and earth.
Just as Zhu Rong, the immortal flame that he controls is already the hottest thing in the world.
Divine fire that has reached the conceptual level will not be limited or bound by so-called physical or even imaginary restrictions.
This layer of illusion is dissolving and collapsing under the burning of the eternal open fire.
Jingle Bell!
A crisp sound rang out.
The goddess of dawn turned into a dancer, turning her body and dancing quickly.
As she danced, the originally hard armor on her body turned into thin and hazy gauze.
The warm wind blew into the hall, carrying the snow-white petals of the leaves, swaying gracefully in the wind.
The flowing clouds are like waving whips, and the dancing girls seem to be fighting against fate, but also seem to be driven by fate and have to cry out sadly.
Cao Zhe's face is cold and his heart is even colder!
Hold the knife with one hand and squeeze it into shape.
The knife struck the beauty fiercely.
The dancer stopped suddenly, her clothes burning in the fire.
It's like Cao Zhe did it deliberately.
The flames left light red fire marks on the strong, slender, and plump body.
It's not ugly, but looks like a very wild and impactful tattoo.
"You want my arrows?"
"Then I'll give it to you!" Cao Zhe was so annoyed that he directly took out the sure-hit arrow and charged it with energy.
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