I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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An Bulang came out of the pile of petals. He could feel that each petal had a woman's vitality connected to it. As long as he picked up the petal, the nun behind the petal could carry on further with him Intimate contact...

The teenager raised his head and looked innocently at the woman above the red building.

The female nuns either screamed or looked at the young man shyly, some flicked the handkerchief with a smile, some eyes were hot and eager, and some opened their red lips slightly, and their fingers lightly touched the chin, Eyes hook people.

An Bulang knew that if he wanted to have further communication with the women in front of him who had looked at him, he just had to pick up one of the petals. But he just smiled and didn't do anything.

For some reason, just this laugh has made countless women crazy!

Alas, being too attractive is also a kind of helplessness.

Li Junmo looked at the pile of petals at his feet, and then looked at An Bulang's petals, which were obviously more than him. There was something wrong in his heart, but he knew he had not lost.

He raised his head, and also showed an extremely handsome and charming smile to the women above the red building, which also caused a lot of women's enthusiastic response.

Liu Qing’s feet were also covered with petals, but his ruthless face was only looking in the direction of the ninth floor of the Red Mansion. On the ninth floor of the Red Mansion, there were only ten women. Top-notch. The petals in their hands were not dropped from beginning to end.

They are the top ten flower heads of Nonghua Zongfang.

One of the women, wearing a pink satin brocade silk satin skirt, was also looking at Liu Qing, but her beautiful eyes contained extremely complex emotions, and she seemed to shake her head gently.

"Man Ying..." Liu Qing looked at the woman and muttered.

He came here for the sake of Man Ying, and he dismissed the rest of the women.

Relative to these extremely popular men, some men still haven’t received the petals, some have been hit, but some also received the petals, and then happily contacted the upper vega, and then gave up the competition, and actively left the competition venue, these There are more than fifty people.

The men training under the stage looked at the more than fifty contestants who left with great envy.

Although these people have given up the next competition, on the other hand, they are already winners...

"Okay, Love's anti-election process is over."

"Let's start the third competition, love loyalty experience!"

Feng Lan reappeared in front of more than two hundred men. At this time, her dress turned into a thin, off-shoulder red dress, tall and perfect figure, white and round fragrance shoulders exposed, and the clavicle **** line was perfect, all the way down Plus the half-breasted chest...

This dress is matched by that charming face.

Suddenly, most of the men on the stage swelled.

Feng Lan's face, figure, and temperament are all above the top ten flowers. It's just a pity that neither Feng Lan nor Hongli participated in this kind of Baihua Niulang contest.

"The loyalty experience of love, the theme is loyalty! Any man, except the Taoist, will encounter all kinds of temptations from the outside world, especially the world is big, Fanghua is endless, and temptation is endless."

"Whether you can keep your loyalty, have the lazy review of the second flower bush, and the belief of half-marriage cultivation and half-marriage... This is the most important test for the long-term success of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl!"

"Next, our dancers will be on stage to seduce you to the extreme. Within a quarter of an hour, you can't close your senses, you can only watch, all you have to do is control yourself, not hard, and once hard, you will be eliminated immediately. !"

Feng Lan's words made some monks gulp, while some monks looked dignified.

This test seems a bit interesting!

Especially when Feng Lan took out a stick test instrument, everything became not simple.

"Comparison begins!"

A word fell.

Beautiful and beautiful songs rang.

More than a dozen women in light tulle skirts fell.

They fell on the stage and danced a very charming and enchanting dance in front of more than two hundred men. These dancers are graceful in shape, their eyes are sentimental, their white waists are revealed, their twists are like water snakes, they have pink lips, and their expressions are still resting.

It's just such an appearance.

Feng Lan was keenly aware that more than fifty men had raised their cannons.

"Humph! Animals that dominate the lower body!"

Feng Lan's small hand waved, and the more than fifty men cried out, and all were thrown off the stage.

The remaining male trainers are struggling to control themselves.

The dancing movements of the dancing girl are extremely bold, and there is a sense of hooking everywhere. The soft and boneless body can take a variety of poses. The pink peach petals are beautiful, and there is a blue orchid in the manner, or bold. , Or casually, in line with the tastes of various men.

Gradually, dozens of men couldn't help it.

They were all thrown off stage by Feng Lan.

There were only less than a hundred men on the stage.

Jiang Beihai at Bailing Imperial College felt unable to withstand it, especially when he saw a dancing girl, with a red and wet tongue sticking out in front of him, as a man...

Boom! !

Jiang Beihai was thrown off stage by Feng Lan...

One by one men are quickly eliminated.

The men on the stage showed their magical powers and insisted on resisting the deadly temptation.

But the woman’s soft voice began to invade their ears, the charming actions in front of her became more excessive, and the fragrance of the body became more attractive...

Some men have bitten their tongues and want to stay awake with pain.

Some male trainees have turned their faces blue and are constantly dreaming of particularly disgusting things to resist this temptation.

Some even began to imagine the appearance of the dancing girl in front of him getting old and ugly, and even rotting.

However, after all, Brain Tonic has no real stimulation.

Elimination continues...

Jiang Beihai, who was out of the game, looked at An Bulang and found that An Bulang's expression was extremely natural, and there was no patient expression, as if the dancing girl in front of him had no lethality to him.

"This……"

"How powerful is this?"

"A man who can perfectly resist temptation..."

Jiang Beihai was stunned. He had never seen such an indifferent teenager.

Those eyes were very quiet and unstained, and all the world of red dust was like clouds in his eyes.

Most of the nuns who made Huanzong noticed this, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

"God...his eyes...why is it so fascinating?"

"In the face of the temptation of flowers, I don't want to be tempted. If I am really tempted by a woman, will I be affectionate?

Many women's eyes have shone with unspeakable light.

The man finds a buddy who doesn't like flamboyant and cheap.

This is actually applicable to girls.

Most girls do not like cheap men.

A man so distracted will be very welcome.

This is especially important for some women who are particularly high and arrogant!

For example, some Fanghua peerless flower heads above the nine-story red building have different eyes on An Bulang! !

"This is not a wave, with excellent qualifications, but not half-arrogant. His eyes are as gentle as jade, and he is gentle and polite, and he is not dismissive in the face of the ultimate beauty temptation... Such a teenager must be very specific?" One of the begonias, eyes full of glory.

"Isn't he not interested in women?" Yu Furong, the most popular figure, embraced his chest with both hands. "Or... he has a problem?"

"Furong! You are not allowed to defame my male god!" Ji Mingyue glared at Yu Furong.

"Yo...An Bulang has become your male god?" Yu Furong surprised.

"Of course, since I went to Panlong Tianshan and saw that the waves did not press all Tianjiao, and swallowed the five dragons and cherished dragons, he was my male god!" Ji Mingyue hit the moon white tunic and slender Yao Jiao said.

"My male **** is just determined. You look at Liu Qing of the sword sword sect, don't you look quiet, are you impressed? This is called dedication!!"

"Liu Qing was unmoved, isn't it because the main palace is here, doesn't he dare to move?" Yu Furong smiled.

"Um... Sister Yu, I can't refute..." Ji Mingyue was speechless.

Some flower capitals looked at Manying with a light smile, and Manying blushed slightly: "You guys are talking nonsense! Isn't it good to look at it?"

On the stage, men have been eliminated to more than 20 people.

An Bulang and Liu Qing's performance is the most dazzling.

However, it is not to say that An Bulang is strong enough.

After all, a group of women with only a few points and a maximum of ten dances very tempting dances in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is still easy to control his desires.

An Bulang was ten times as charming as this, and he had seen a hundred times of dancing. The invisible ceiling was raised too high, and naturally he could restrain himself more freely.

But it cannot be said that he has lost the aesthetic function of these women dancing in front of him. He can still see them dancing in the sight of beauty, but only stops admiring.

More than a dozen dancers naturally felt An Bulang's gaze, and found that the white man's gaze was too clear, which gave them a special feeling of dancing.

As time passes, dancing enters the final stage.

The dancing girls began to approach the men's cultivators, exposing their beautiful bodies to their heart's content, and suddenly a few men couldn't hold up and were eliminated.

The dancing girls began to deliberately approach An Bulang.

Some dancers stretched out their slim white fingers and stroked An Bulang's body. Some dancers opened their red lips and gently exhaled the mist with water mist, flicking on An Bulang's face.

They were close to An Bulang, who could even feel the body temperature from the graceful and delicate body.

An Bulang finally felt a bit.

Although these women are not as beautiful as fairies and out of the realm, if the wind and dust breath is very heavy, it is also, um, a little lethal to him.

An Bulang took a deep breath and continued to squint.

Even if there are thousands of charming dancers in front of him, his red lips are only one millimeter away from his lips, he is completely unmoved!

Immediately afterwards, a soft and moist touch came from his lips.

An Bulang looked at the dancer in front with a look of consternation. The dancer's big watery eyes looked at An Bulang, her delicate and moist red lips puffed up in a grudge, her voice was soft, and she whispered: "I'm sorry... for a while Can't hold back..."

An Bulang: "!!!"