White Head Demon Master - Chapter 461

Fang Cun seemed to accept the statement of the elder Shenshan very smoothly.

To a certain extent, this is also right. The elder Shenshan wanted to prove the existence of Refining Demon Abyss, but he didn’t expect to bring out an empty painting, so he couldn’t stand the blow and eventually went crazy. And because he knew that there was a big problem with his Shoushanzong’s exercises, he was half crazy and half stupid, always remembering that this didn’t let the Shoushanzong’s training sutra reappear in the world…

It seems that everything has been explained.

When Fang Cun thought about this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “All nonsense!”

He knew that Elder Shenshan had hidden too much truth, or omitted part of the content.

He is a lunatic, and he clearly stated that he is missing a large part of his memory. Therefore, in his narration, it seems reasonable to have such a revelation, but the facts he narrated seem to be just enough to explain Fang Cun, or other people’s questions about these issues that appeared in the Shoushan School, seemed too logical for a lunatic.

Thinking of these things, Fang Cun smiled and said to the elder Shenshan: “Now the moon is bright enough, right?”

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It was late at night, and a bright moon hung in the sky.

It was when Yuehua was at its strongest, Fang Cun’s smile also seemed very sincere.

“Also… almost…”

Elder Shenshan didn’t know what he wanted to say, but he glanced at Fang Cun, but he just nodded.

Then he looked dignified and stood up seriously, holding the painting in his arms, first bowed to the south, and then took a deep breath, sat down slowly, held the painting in his hand, and raised his head. Looking at the sky, he whispered: “Ready.”

Fang Cun poked his head over very cooperatively.

Elder Shenshan moved very slowly, making him very nervous.

He spread out the painting little by little, and then slowly opened it.

This painting is already very shabby. It is held in the arms of a madman all day long. No matter how careful he is, wear and tear is indispensable. It seems to be a rare thing to be able to be preserved so complete, but the elders of the mountain When you open it, you can find that the inside of the painting is still as clean as new. Under the moonlight, it seems to reveal a different kind of cleanliness and purity…

I’ve seen this painting square inch long ago, but now I look at it again, it’s still the same.

It is still empty.

Fang Cun smiled and glanced at Elder Shenshan.

Elder Shenshan whispered: “Don’t worry, pay attention…”

When he was speaking, he slightly averted his body, letting Yuehua above his head fall directly on the painting.

At this time, a wonderful scene appeared. Those moonlights were falling down, silk strands, like the essence, on this blank scroll, they could not condense, but bit by bit, they formed the original appearance of the painting. First is the palace terrace, then the auspicious clouds, and then countless details are fully revealed, unexpectedly there is a vivid picture of the palace group banquet, which looks unusually real…

And that’s not even counted. After the palace and the banquet were completed, the protagonist of this painting finally appeared…

It’s a witch!

The elder Shenshan had already said before that the painting in this painting is a witch who is a dance of the Nine Heavens.

But only from this appearance, she is not like a witch, but more like a fairy.

Its appearance is like a moon, it is bright and beautiful, its figure is slender, but it is exquisite and elegant, and it is unusually in line with the Fangcun aesthetics of past life experience. Wearing a cloud dress, it floats into the hall, and then begins to slowly slowly under everyone’s attention. Dancing slowly…

Looking at the dance, Fang Cun seemed to be able to hear the vocal music of silk and bamboo, which sounded between the women’s dance.

The woman danced faster and faster, and the clouds were flying like clouds.

When she reached the deep place, Yun Shang on her body flew out unexpectedly…

“what?”

Fang Cun couldn’t help being surprised, and then sighed: “Now it finally looks like a witch.”

Elder Shenshan glanced at Fang Cun, then looked down at the painting.

The dancing posture of the woman on the painting began to change. It was no longer the kind of celestial movement, but an endless charm and sultry. Of course, after all the clothes on her body were flying out, it seemed that no matter how she danced, They all seem a bit sultry…

It’s just that this woman looks different. Every movement and every look in her eyes seems to be a chord.

People who watch the painting hardly want to miss any detail, just want to watch it hard.

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After completing Yuan Ying’s body, Fang Cun could already control the desires of the world freely.

To put it simply, as a Yuan Ying Qi refiner, he can cut off appetite and lust. Ordinary people, fearing that for the rest of their lives, will be controlled by such desires, but if they have achieved Yuan Ying, they can do the opposite. In the past, control can be done without touching or greedy for the beauty of female sex, or it can go back and forth dozens of times overnight. This is the benefit of today’s Yuan Ying body.

But now, looking at this painting, even Fang Cun felt that he was actually aroused by that desire again.

Just like the uncontrolled desire of ordinary people.

This made me want to see the painting more clearly, and I want to see every movement of the witch.

And in this subconscious mind, he only felt that he was getting closer and deeper from the painting. At the end of the day, he even felt that he had gone deep into the painting, and he was in between the temples. , Appreciating this dance up close.

He could even smell the scent of the witch, and he could feel the joy of the trembling soul.

In his obsession, he felt that the witch had come before him.

The slender hand gently stroked his chest, with a charming smile, as if it were close to his eyes.

She seemed to be inviting, inviting Fang Cun to follow her and enter the hall, drinking and having fun.

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Under the moonlight, the elder Shenshan was also looking at the painting idiotically, but after an unknown period of time, he suddenly turned his head stiffly, and looked at Fang Cun beside him. At this moment, his eyes seemed unusually clear. , They are extremely indifferent.

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In the painting, Fang Cun was already smiling slightly when facing the witch’s invitation.

He raised his hand and caught the slender hand that the witch was stroking on his chest, feeling the slippery feeling in the palm of his palm, and then gently smiled at the witch, leaning forward slightly towards the witch’s face Kiss. And the witch greeted him with a thicker smile on her face. With a subtle movement ~www.mtlnovel.com~, her cheeks gently moved in front of Fang Cun…

…But Fang Cun did not kiss her on the cheek.

He reached the ear of the witch and said idiotically: “You dance so beautifully…”

“Then have you ever thought about living in my gourd and jumping to show me every day?”

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The witch was slightly startled, and was suddenly taken aback, eager to flee.

But her palm was still held in Fangcun’s hand, but she laughed and pulled her back.

“A little trick, want to confuse me?”

“I knew you weren’t a human, Babao gourd, please drive me!”