Self-cultivation of the villain prince

Tang Muxue murmured unconsciously, but her slender white arms stretched towards the pale yellow book.

"Pick it up and put it back."

"Never let anyone know that I have touched this book..."

"Wait... what if the book is crumpled... I want to check..."

"Check, yes, just check..."

Tang Muxue slowly but firmly reached out to the pale yellow books scattered on the ground, she swallowed unconsciously, her bright and moving eyes seemed to contain a flood of autumn water.

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, when she grabbed the booklet, she walked to the bed deep in the room without even thinking about it, her beautiful eyes hanging down and her expression unclear.

Driven by a variety of complex emotions, her fingers trembled slightly, and the book slowly turned to the first page.

"The first time, a big defeat and a loss."

"Hurry up and take the little sister! Leave me alone!"

"The sound of gold and iron strikes sounded one after another. Tang Qing'er swung countless sword lights from the long sword in his hand, spreading towards the enemy like an overwhelming sky, creating a chance to escape for the seriously injured junior sister."

"The few remaining disciples did not live up to Tang Qing'er's expectations and hurriedly took the little junior sister to break out, but the senior sister Tang Qing'er was captured by the enemy because her true energy was exhausted."

Little Junior Sister...Tang Qinger...

Perhaps because of the similar circumstances and names, Tang Muxue suddenly felt a sense of resonance, and became more and more curious about this book.

She took a deep breath, closed the booklet gently, and finally saw the real name of the book: Xia Nu Fu Qing.

Tang Muxue's heart suddenly filled with anger, but this emotion quickly faded, leaving only a trace of inexplicable expectations and excitement.

The only reason she was left told herself that she couldn't keep watching, and she had time to close her hands, but her body opened the second chapter very honestly.

"The second time, fight hard to survive."

Eh?

Is there a turnaround?

Tang Muxue looked surprised, but somehow felt a sense of loss.

But the content of this chapter is not the hard fight she thought.

"Tang Qing'er, who fell into the hands of a powerful enemy, was bound by hemp rope. The hemp rope was tight and painful, but the bumps of the horse gave her a different feeling."

"The enemy's lair is in a grotto. Tang Qing'er was forced to swallow pills before he could observe it in the future. What followed was torture and humiliation."

"But in the process of being humiliated, she was eroded by the pill to almost lose her mind, but she saw the faint fluorescence emanating from the grotto above her head, on which was carved a magical secret technique specifically for women."

Gudong.

She swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and a seductive gasp came out from her rosy lips.

After one or two years of experience in the arena, Tang Muxue naturally knew what this so-called magical secret technique was.

She resisted the shame and continued to watch. Sure enough, these martial arts high and powerful, almost half-step innate enemies were planted under this secret technique, the essence of the whole body was exhausted and died, but Tang Qing'er's Zhen Qi cultivation base Greatly increased.

A detailed illustration is attached at the back.

The heroine lay on the stone slab feebly, all kinds of invisible traces scattered all over her body, as if the beautiful eyes that lost their vitality and the carcass exuding mature charm formed a sharp contrast, and above her was that The witch's secret technique exuding a faint luster.

The level of this illustration is extremely high. The half-covered carcass gives people a sense of beauty that is both holy and depraved. When combined with the details of the surrounding environment, it immediately gives a sense of the picture.

Tang Muxue clenched her fists, panting with big mouthfuls, her blushing face exuding Ruoyouruowu's heat, and a tingling soreness suddenly felt somewhere in her body.

After a long time, she settled down, but did not continue to look down. Instead, she looked at the names of the chapters, intending to see how Tang Qing'er would encounter in the future.

"Third time, the black hand appeared."

"Fourth time, rush to the palace."

"Fifth time, a mysterious peep."

"Sixth time, love and joy."

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She wanted to keep watching, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, which scared her and almost rolled under the bed.

"Miss Tang, the prince has put down a high-class banquet to entertain you. Could you please go shower and freshen up with us first."

The maid's soft voice was very pleasant, but at this moment Tang Muxue only felt that the other party was as terrifying as Yasha Shura, and even forgot to tell the other party that he had just eaten.

"Well, I'll come out in a moment!" She had to agree first.

Then Tang Muxue hurriedly got up from the bed, closed the book, carried the martial art light work to reduce the movement as much as possible, carefully came to the bookcase, and shoved the book back into the Lenga Sutra with a slight hesitation.

After this step, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was about to walk straight out, but suddenly stopped and turned back towards the dressing table on the bed.

really.

She looked charming in the mirror, her crystal-like jade skin was stained with a faint, attractive red tide, her waist-length hair was a little messy, and some were stuck together because of sweat.

"Concentrate!"

Tang Muxue pulled away the sticking strands of hair with her hands, and sat cross-legged to lift the inner strength of Zixiamen, and suppressed the inexplicable restlessness on her body.

But things backfired. This time, when the maid outside the door was a little impatient, she couldn't completely suppress the restlessness in her heart.

Looking at the exquisite bronze mirror again, she looked quite normal from the outside at this time, but her face was still flushed, and her expression was slightly lazy, as if she had just woke up.

"I don't see anything..." Tang Muxue comforted herself.

Pushing open the door, two pretty maids in green clothes bowed to her, and then led her through two winding corridors, over a garden and rockery, and then to a building.

The luxury of the palace is far beyond Tang Muxue's imagination. She has never experienced and never expected such a delicate life. In contrast, she felt that the experience of the rivers and lakes she had always been proud of was nothing.

What can you do with the happy rivers?No, no one can do it at all, it is better to enjoy the prosperity of the world.

Suddenly, a sense of loss came to her heart, she even forgot how she walked into the bath, and forgot which maid took off her clothes.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she was immersed in the warm water of the pool, with colorful petals floating on the surface of the water, hiding her exquisite and delicate body under the water.

With silky black hair spreading on the water, Tang Muxue let out a long sigh, enjoying the comfort brought by the hot spring.

Will God and Demon in Chapter Four?