I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Yan Yue was stunned at first, then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of seductive charm, and she said in a soft voice.

"I knew you couldn't hold on for too long, come with me."

As she said that, Yan Yue walked straight forward.

Zhao Heng's heart moved, and he hurried to follow.

The two of them came to a small attic on the east side of the foot of the mountain, one in front and one behind.

This is also the entrance and exit of the mine formation. The law enforcement captain on duty that day had to stay here for one night to guard the entrance and exit of the formation.

Yan Yue took Zhao Heng into the attic. The building was not luxuriously renovated, but it was clean and tidy, and there were two maids. The conditions were much better than the small bungalow where Zhao Heng lived.

Yan Yue went to the back hall to take a bath first, and then ordered two maids to take Zhao Heng to take a bath, and she went up to the second floor to wait.

Zhao Heng took a bath very cooperatively, changed into a clean new dress, and then went up to the second floor and came to Yan Yue's room.

"Come in."

Yan Yue's soft and charming voice came from the room.

Zhao Heng gently pushed the door open and entered. The layout of the room was clear at a glance.

There was no complicated arrangement. There was only a square table and a few wooden stools in the outer room. There was a candlestick on the table. There was no light in the inner room, which seemed a little dim.

But then the yellow candlelight illuminated, and you could see an exquisite couch in the inner room, and the gauze curtain on the couch had been lowered.

Through the thin gauze curtain, you could vaguely see a graceful and slender figure lying on the bed, wearing thin clothes and clear curves.

Zhao Heng could even see the pair of long legs that were gently rubbing against each other, and heard the slight rustling sound when rubbing against the brocade quilt. There was also a faint hint of seductive body fragrance at the tip of his nose...

"Friend Zhao, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come up quickly?"

Yan Yue's voice came from the bed, a little lazy and teasing.

"Huh...!"

Although he was mentally prepared, Zhao Heng still felt his breath slightly warm when he heard this voice, secretly thinking that this witch's skills were really amazing.

After a little hesitation in his heart, Zhao Heng strode to the inner room and came to the bed.

He didn't waste any words, just unbuttoned his shirt, stretched out his hand to push aside the gauze curtain, and climbed onto the bed nimbly.

With the dim candlelight in the outer room, Zhao Heng took the seductive body on the bed, which was only covered with a layer of gauze and looming, into his arms, and touched her with both hands, making an anxious gesture.

Yan Yue, who was held in Zhao Heng's arms, had seductive eyes like silk, but giggled and reached out to hold Zhao Heng's hand.

"Don't...don't be so rude, I'm a little scared."

Although she was refusing, Yan Yue's voice was like a catalyst for lust, enough to make any normal man's blood boil.

Zhao Heng also increased his breathing, and his hands became more and more bold, as if he could no longer suppress the lust in his dantian.

But at the critical moment, Yan Yue's hand pressed his arm again to prevent him from invading the key point.

"Huh... Miss Yan Yue, what's wrong?" Zhao Heng's voice was a little hurried.

"Friend Zhao, do you really want me? Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?" Yan Yue leaned in Zhao Heng's arms, her voice soft and gentle.

"Of course, as the saying goes, dying under the peony flowers, being a ghost is also romantic. Miss Yan Yue is such a wonderful person, Zhao is fascinated and willing to die!"

Hearing this, Yan Yue's pretty face flushed, and her eyes gradually blurred.

"Zhao Lang, you are so sweet, I actually like you too.

However, the skills I practice are a bit special. You have to go through my test first before we can go further."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng said impatiently: "Miss Yan Yue, you can come if you have any test. Don't you still believe in my ability?"

Yan Yue chuckled, but broke free from Zhao Heng's arms, ignoring the large spring light that suddenly appeared on her body, sitting cross-legged and stretching out her hands.

"Zhao Lang, put your hands up quickly."

"Oh... OK!"

"Hiss... Hate it, no... Don't put it here, put it on my palm."

"Oh oh..."

Zhao Heng quickly moved his "Full Moon Wolf Claw" and put it against Yan Yue's palms.

"Zhao Lang, you are thinking about me now, thinking about me, thinking about the way you are entangled with me..."

Yan Yue's charming and enchanting voice echoed in Zhao Heng's ears. As the spring surged, a trace of spiritual fluctuations quietly spread and entered Zhao Heng's altar, stirring his emotions and stimulating his blood.

At this time, Zhao Heng suddenly sensed that a force of attraction came from Yan Yue's palms along his palms.

The yang energy in his body was immediately attracted and began to stir.

Sensing all this, Zhao Heng's face flushed, his breathing was heavy, and he looked lustful and his blood was boiling, but a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

"It's true!"

Zhao Heng said in his heart.

Previously, he had found out through talking to other miners in the mine that Yan Yue liked to chat with some young and strong body builders.

And once these body builders approached her, it would not take long.

The body builders in the Lishi realm, who were still strong and vigorous when they left, would gradually become thinner, their blood and qi would weaken, and finally they would be emaciated and their blood and qi would decay.

At that time, Yan Yue would no longer associate with them.

After the evil spirit in the mine vein invaded their bodies, these people basically would not survive for more than one or two years.

Therefore, the innate cultivators in the mine vein, especially the body builders, were particularly afraid of Yan Yue.

Through this information, plus Yan Yue's teasing of him, Zhao Heng had already guessed.

This woman might have practiced some evil skill of taking yang to replenish yin, and wanted to absorb the yang energy of the body builders.

At this moment, the movement of Yang Qi in his body undoubtedly confirmed all this.

This woman's dual cultivation technique is indeed very profound, but it is actually useless to Zhao Heng.

The several "perfect version of the skills" that Zhao Heng practiced can cut off this interference.

Just like Yin Ruoling at the beginning, as a disciple of the leader of Yaoyue Sect, his charm technique is definitely more than one level higher than Yan Yue, and has reached the state of subtlety. Without any teasing and flirting, it can directly affect people's minds.

But Zhao Heng was still not charmed by her, let alone Yan Yue at this time.

Zhao Heng's eager behavior just now was just to dispel the woman's vigilance.

His purpose was also very simple, which was to find out more about Black Wind Mountain from Yan Yue.

Before that, of course, he had to give this woman some sweetness first.

Since the other party wanted Yang Qi, Zhao Heng gave her Yang Qi.

Zhao Heng, a body forging warrior who has reached the great perfection of the realm of a warrior, has also practiced the "Burning Heaven Ten Thousand Tribulations Body" technique and has cultivated a silver and mysterious body.

The quality and quantity of the Yang Qi in his body can definitely be described as "terrifying".

When Lin Yeqiu's Yang Qi was raging, it was easily suppressed by Zhao Heng's blood. It was absolutely no problem to satisfy this woman.

At that moment, Zhao Heng drew out some Yang Qi from the Yang Qi torrent in his body that was dormant like a giant dragon.

For Zhao Heng, this little Yang Qi can be directly restored without even a night.

Under his control, this Yang Qi, like a turbulent ocean current, flowed into his arms from his meridians, and then poured into Yan Yue's body along his palm and the attraction.

"Hiss...ah!"

When this Yang Qi was injected into Yan Yue's palm, the woman's delicate body trembled violently, and she let out a high-pitched cry, her eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted on the spot.

"Oh my god, so... so pure, so strong Yang Qi!"

...

An hour later, Zhao Heng got off the bed in his clothes. A flushed arm stretched out from the gap in the bed curtain behind him, and the jade hand reluctantly pulled Zhao Heng's belt.

"Zhao Lang, I'll be on duty here tomorrow night. Can you come again?"

Yan Yue's charming, satisfied, and nostalgic voice came from the bed.

But Zhao Heng gently shook off the other's hand and said, "Friend Yan, I'm a little tired. I'm afraid I can't come tomorrow. Let's talk about it in two days."

After that, regardless of Yan Yue's attitude, Zhao Heng strode out of the room.

Things that are too easy to get will not be cherished. You can't let this woman succeed too quickly. You need to whet her appetite and slowly control her.

After leaving the attic, Zhao Heng slipped directly to the back mountain, where the evil spirit was strong, and began to continue to repair his injuries.

The Yang Qi just lost was just a drop in the bucket and had no effect on him.

Feeling his own Xuan Qi and Xiantian Qi growing stronger and stronger, Zhao Heng secretly estimated.

"Soon, in a month or two at most, my Xuan Qi cultivation will be able to recover to its peak!"