Chapter 3885 The Last Obsession

When I saw Li Ruoyan again, I was furious.

At this point, I already had the intention to kill her. I couldn't let Li Ruoyan live.

I held the Shengxie Sword and rushed straight towards Li Ruoyan and another beautiful woman to kill them.

I swung my sword and stabbed it towards Li Ruoyan's heart. Li Ruoyan tried to block it, but was knocked flying by the sword and rolled to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

When the other woman saw me, she was immediately terrified and quickly retreated backwards.

When the thousand-year-old female ghost saw us coming, she immediately turned into a black gas and flew back into the dragon and phoenix bracelet on the sloppy Taoist priest's hand.

When I rushed over, Kasan and the others also moved. Kasan was one step ahead, blocking the way of the two women and surrounding them.

Li Ruoyan was immediately panicked when she saw so many of us. Then, she looked at me and said angrily, "Wu Jie, what kind of men are you? There are so many of you, bullying two weak women like us."

"Haha, don't try this on me. You are a weak woman, do you deserve it? I will take your life today." As I spoke, I rushed towards Li Ruoyan again.

Just as I rushed towards Li Ruoyan, suddenly, a person suddenly emerged from behind Li Ruoyan.

She was also a young and beautiful woman, a hundred times more beautiful than Li Ruoyan. When I saw that woman, I suddenly felt that the beauty of the Eight-Tailed Fox in my mind was somewhat eclipsed. It seemed that her whole body exuded a powerful charm, and was even shrouded in a layer of faint light.

When that woman appeared, I immediately stopped and was stunned for a moment.

Not only me, but everyone's eyes were focused on the woman who suddenly appeared.

How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world...

Just as I was looking at that woman, she was also looking at me and smiling at me, and I felt my heart melt.

"Brother Wu, she is using her charm on you." Suddenly, a hand slapped my forehead, making me shudder all over and regain consciousness instantly.

When I looked back, I found that it was Yuankong who woke me up in time.

When I looked at the others, they were all stunned, their eyes all fixed on the woman who suddenly appeared.

I have a feeling that this incredibly beautiful woman must be Yuan Xiaomei, the direct disciple of the Blood Spirit Mother.

It has already fascinated us even before it makes a move, and its strength will be even stronger.

The fat guy next to me was so fascinated by Yuan Xiaomei that his saliva was streaming.

And Chi Lang, for some unknown reason, walked towards Yuan Xiaomei, his eyes full of desire for the beauty.

As soon as I saw this, I quickly reached out and grabbed Chilang's arm and pulled him over. Yuankong then slapped him on the forehead. Chilang shuddered all over and woke up instantly.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and began to breathe heavily.

"I... I don't know what's wrong with me..." Chilang was a little at a loss.

Afterwards, Yuankong quickly walked over and patted everyone on the forehead, waking them up one by one.

What I cannot understand is that Zhang Qing'an, at such an old age, was actually bewitched by Yuan Xiaomei. He is really an old man with a young heart and a fickle heart.

"Are you Yuan Xiaomei?" I raised the Shengxie Sword and pointed it at the beautiful woman.

"Yes, little brother, I am Yuan Xiaomei." Yuan Xiaomei smiled at me, which made my heart tremble again.

Not only is she beautiful, but her voice is also very nice, which is simply amazing.

It's so scary to meet such an opponent. How can you fight her? Even if you know that she is a great evil cultivator and is so beautiful, you can't bear to kill her. But she can take your life in minutes.

She just stood there, emitting a powerful charm all the time.

This is a huge test for men.

"You are an old witch who is over a hundred years old, and you still call me brother. Isn't that disgusting?" I turned my head away and didn't dare to look at her again, for fear that I would be bewitched by her again.

"Brother, how can I look like I'm over a hundred years old? I'm obviously not even older than you." Yuan Xiaomei laughed again.

To be honest, although her actual age is over a hundred years old, she looks to be in her early twenties, with outstanding grace and beauty.

Maybe she is not absolutely beautiful, but her charm has always affected everyone.

Not to mention men, even women probably wouldn't be able to bear it after seeing it.

"Amitabha... Donor, you have committed too many sins of killing. I don't know how many lives you have sacrificed in exchange for your eternal youth..." Yuankong looked in the direction of Yuan Xiaomei, and his body once again exuded an aura of compassion.

"Little monk, you are so cute." Yuan Xiaomei's eyes immediately fell on Yuankong.

Yuankong has the strongest willpower among us and will definitely not be tempted by her beauty.

But when Yuankong and Yuan Xiaomei's eyes met, I found that her body actually trembled slightly.

No way...even Yuankong can't stand it...

Yuan Xiaomei just stared at Yuankong with a slight smile on her lips.

Yuankong's expression suddenly changed, a look of grief appearing on his face. He slowly moved his feet and walked straight towards Yuan Xiaomei. As he walked, he said, "Master... I owe you a lot for raising me, teaching me skills and helping me to attain enlightenment. However, I was unable to protect you. I am guilty... Please punish me..."

As he said this, Yuankong actually knelt down in front of Yuan Xiaomei. He must have regarded Yuan Xiaomei as his master, Master Jueming.

Now I finally understand that Yuan Xiaomei can infinitely magnify the obsession in people's hearts with the help of the magic circle and her own charm.

As for Yuankong, his biggest regret and obsession was watching his master die tragically in front of him and being unable to do anything.

Although monks believe that the four elements are empty, people always have feelings. No matter what, Master Jueming raised Yuankong since he was a child, and Yuankong naturally dare not forget this kindness.

Yuankong was not bewitched by Yuan Xiaomei's beauty, but by the last obsession in his heart.

Yuan Xiaomei glanced at Yuankong with a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "An Eighth-Rank High Monk is only this good. I really thought you were free from all emotions and desires, and were not interested in worldly matters."

Yuankong knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to turn the rosary beads in his hands. A moment later, I saw Yuan Xiaomei's face change, because Yuankong's body once again bloomed with golden light, and the figure of Buddha appeared behind him. Yuankong, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up...