Fantasy: Opening Start to Hundreds of Millions of Modern Arms Martial Souls

"This illusion is too tempting!"

Yang Zilei secretly swallowed his saliva, his breath filled with fragrance.

And under the caress of many beautiful women, his body was full of enthusiasm, and the following things had already begun to move around.

"Official man, you are good or bad~!"

The woman who had been licked suddenly gave a cry, and then threw directly into Yang Zilei's arms, spitting Fanglan lightly.

Damn it.

I can not stand it any longer!

Or else, cool off first, and then break through the illusion?

Aware of this, Yang Zilei's heart was shaken, and he hurriedly used the Jiulong Zaohua Secret Technique.

"Huh, I'm not funny."

However, the young women did not disappear, and they snorted with a slightly displeased expression, and then retreated.

"Since they don't suit your taste, what about me."

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

"Not over yet?"

Yang Zilei frowned slightly, and immediately looked back.

But he saw a woman in a light blue shirt appearing behind him.

This woman has a dusty temperament. Although there is a tulle face on her face, she still can't hide the beautiful silhouette. With her clear eyes, the world is overshadowed by it.

There is no doubt that this woman is Leng Yuyan.

"It's you?"

Yang Zilei was stunned.

"Didn't you have a little thought for me in your heart? Since we met here, you and I have double practiced and explored the true meaning of martial arts together, how about?"

While Leng Yuyan was speaking, she walked towards Yang Zilei step by step, and the clothes on her body also fell off.

Such a peerless beauty stood in front of her like this, with that attractive body fragrance, Yang Zilei's determination, she couldn't help taking a deep breath at this moment, and the blood in her body surged crazily.

Although Yang Zilei's achievements in Tianyan Continent now have a certain status, he is still a rookie in matters of men and women.

This strong sense of stimulation immediately impacted all of Yang Zilei's thinking.

Especially when Leng Yuyan freed a hand and started to unbutton his clothes, Yang Zilei's mind was already a little airy.

"Everything is fake, this is an illusion!"

Immediately, Yang Zilei pushed away Leng Yuyan in his arms.

This kind of temptation, if she is stimulated a few more times, I am afraid that the soul will be lost here.

"Yang Zilei, do you really have no idea about me?"

Leng Yuyan sighed quietly, her voice was soft, her beautiful face with a little grievance was full of pity.

Upon seeing this, Yang Zilei's eyelids twitched slightly, but he was still unmoved.

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