The ancient sound is full of fruits-lust
Although Xu Le has always regarded himself as an upright man, more than two fruits of lust are definitely misinterpreted by the world.
But that’s the truth. There are too many fruits of lust than fear.
The soul tree heart can naturally swing the fruit, which seems to feel the communication of Xu Le.
They gradually became active, and the joy filled Xu Leshen’s mind with a strong sense of satisfaction.
The first erotic fruit burst and the pink breath filled the air.
The second fruit of lust burst. Xu Le felt that something seemed to be born in his soul tree.
Then came the third and fourth fruit, and a lot of lust and energy had already filled Xu Le’s spiritual world.
And one fruit of fear can fill Xu Le’s spirit. It takes four to fill his spirit.
Xu Le couldn’t help feeling that this thing is too weak.
Pleasure is more enjoyable than ever!
Xu Le felt that his spirit had been sublimated.
His eyes turned pink at this time, but Xu Le didn’t get a nuclear method after he felt that he had detonated his lust and energy.
What was born in that tree of soul is still in a vague state.
Xu Le hesitated slightly.
"Isn’t lust enough?"
After a little thinking, Xu Le turned back and detonated the fifth, sixth and seventh fruits.
After the seventh fruit of lust detonated, a sense of spiritual increase appeared in the spiritual world.
This is the soul tree. Something else has appeared.
It’s a pink branch
He knew that this was a branch that could represent lust, connecting the ancient phonology and polycentric nucleus.
"This thing is lust and energy!"
When Xu Le grew branches of lust, he was screaming constantly, and he felt a strong mental pollution.
Xu Le’s black sword is the negative emotion in his body lust, which has flowed into Zhang Nuoan’s spiritual world.
His mood has already collapsed, and his body is swollen to bursting somewhere, and a lot of blood is flowing down.
Breathe repeatedly, but this kind of breathing can’t alleviate his pollution
Zhang Nuoan twisted his body crazily, regardless of the black sword. He drew more and more wounds. His dirty and bones rubbed against the black sword and made a "hiss" sound.
Xu Le gradually came to his senses. He looked at the ground and Zhang Nuoan’s face revealed an almost holy atmosphere
This probably means that the sage is always there.
Xu Le got the pleasure of lust while Zhang Nuoan suffered the pain of lust.
Perhaps this is what Ding Ke said about psychosomatic body.
