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"You also learned that move of Zixin's?"

After the two of them recovered from their injuries, Ding Feng looked at the messy battlefield and said.

"Isn't the effect pretty good? There isn't even anything left of those two fellows, this is also the first time I've used it. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Zixin is truly a genius!" Wen Si praised sweetly.

Mu Chong Ling thought to herself: "Geniuses are not as perverted as you, and you even pulled me out of the abyss at the same time."

However, she did not say it out loud. This was because she did not know why Wen Si Tian Tian did not tell Ding Feng. From her point of view, Ding Feng's strength was not up to this level either.

Ding Feng naturally couldn't think of this much. He now asked Wen Si Tian, "How did you find us?"

"Destiny telling!"

Wensi was not in a good mood. He heard Ding Feng's heart-wrenching cry and suddenly felt like he had dug a pit. He was even willing to jump in.

The three of them returned to the Dreamsky Pavilion together. The two beauties each had their own thoughts, except for Ding Feng, who was completely oblivious to everything. He was completely immersed in the mystical feeling brought by the Demon Heart Flower.

After consuming the Demon Heart Flower, he felt as if there was some unknown fluctuation around him that could be caught at any time, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold on. This sort of feeling caused his heart to itch.

He asked Wen Si Tian and Mu Chong Ling, and both of them shook their heads to show that they were not clear about his condition. He could only continue to comprehend, and felt that if he could grasp onto these fluctuations, his strength would experience an earth-shattering change.

On the way back, he met Ding Feng and Wen Sitie, two super God Realm warriors, and they didn't even meet the little robber. Their journey was very smooth, but Mu Chong Ling did not let Ding Feng massage her again, so her strength was still stuck at the Martial King level.

However, no one knew that her demon heart had undergone a huge change. The gap that Ding Feng had broken was still there, but it was no longer a gap. Instead, it was a door that was only open for Ding Feng.

The rest of the demon heart became even purer and deeper, appearing extremely sturdy. If Ding Feng had attacked with this kind of demon heart, it would have been impossible for him to tear it apart.

Although Mu Chong Ling did not consume the Demon Heart Flower, her intense jealousy and possessiveness caused her demon heart to have a qualitative change, and she was promoted to an indescribable realm.

If her strength was restored to the God Realm, she would immediately become a top God Realm master. Even if she fought against Ding Feng, she wouldn't necessarily be at a disadvantage.

Although Mu Chong Ling was still very polite to Wen Si Tian Tian, but Wen Si Tian Tian Tian could clearly feel her hostility towards her. Mu Chong Ling did not want to hide her hostility, because she was a demon!

Wensi looked at Ding Feng who was walking carefree, then looked at the quiet Mu Chong Ling, as if deep in thought. She realized that Ding Feng was not being thoughtless, but had unknowingly entered a deeper level of the Great Art of the Heart of Dao's magic.

After thinking this through, Wen Si sighed to herself. This was Ding Feng's and Mu Chong Ling's Dao Calamity, and it was also her Dao Calamity.

Mental cultivation was extremely mysterious, and there was no way for it to be used as a reference. No one knew what would happen in the end, so that was why the Great Art of the Heart of Dao was considered one of the most dangerous cultivation techniques.

Mu Chong Ling herself was unaware of the changes that had occurred in her demon heart. Now, her heart was brimming with demonic emotions, wholeheartedly wanting to take Ding Feng for herself.

With her murderous intent in mind, Wen Si and Tian Tian immediately had a reaction. They looked at Mu Chong Ling, and the corner of their mouths curled into a smile. Things had progressed much more smoothly than they had imagined.

Dreamland Pavilion.

The three of them finally returned to their own territory. Wen Sitian immediately went to the slaughterhouse to fight openly and secretly. She had heard that during this period of time, they were not around and that the Dreamland Pavilion was being suppressed miserably.

Ding Feng continued to repair the meridians and dantian for Mu Chong Ling.

Just like before, Ding Feng's treatment method was not a cultivation technique, but rather — a massage.

In the chamber that was specially used for Mu Chong Ling's seclusion, the Night Pearl of Warm Light reflected a warm feeling. There was no meditation cushion in the chamber; instead, there was a bed. In the entire room, aside from the bed, there were almost no other empty seats.

Mu Chong Ling was dressed in a light gauze that was as thin as a cicada's wing and comfortably laid on the bed. She had her eyes closed and her face was flushed red all the way down to her neck and body …

Ding Feng began to massage his fingers inch by inch.

Every once in a while, Ding Feng would remind her: "Calm your mind, calm your breathing, relax yourself, and empty your mind!"

To Mu Chong Ling, Ding Feng's hands were emitting a mysterious magic. When he touched her, he would always feel a tingling sensation, as if electric currents had passed through them. After the numbness came excitement, and every part of her skin seemed to be shouting and brimming with vitality.

Her body was trembling, not out of fear, nor was she shy. After going through so many massages, she had long since gotten used to Ding Feng's actions. Trembling was just an instinctive reaction of her body.

Whenever Ding Feng pressed her foot, he would always place her foot on his own leg. Ding Feng's big hand would hold her foot and move about. Waves of heat would rush from the bottom of her foot all the way to the top of her head, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

When pressed against her ribs and waist, a strange numbness would spread to the sensitive parts of her chest, causing her to pant and let out strange sounds.

When she pressed against her thigh or neck, she felt as if her body were about to ignite, and she had to tighten her legs to prevent herself from losing her composure.

It only feels less intense when massaging the back, but there is still a warm current running through the body from the waist down.

After that round of massage, every inch of her skin would turn red and she felt like she was on fire. The thing that annoyed her was that Ding Feng seemed to always be calm and his only thought was to massage her.

After each round of full-body massage, Ding Feng would let her sit up and carry it around for eighty-one cycles before moving on to the next round.

When Ding Feng had finished pressing his shoulder, he would directly massage his waist over the forbidden area. Just as his hand left Mu Yingling's shoulder, she suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it onto her body.

"I don't want to heal, I want you!"

Ding Feng's ethereal state of mind was suddenly broken by the scorching heat that came from his palm. The feeling on his hand was better than he had imagined, reason told him that he could not do this, but he could not bear to let go, so he stood there in a daze.

Mu Chong Ling's eyes were hazy. There was gentleness, desire, and greed!

She gently moved Ding Feng's hands and untied the thin layer of muslin, showing her most beautiful body to her beloved. She didn't want to become strong, only to be entangled with her beloved and never be separated.

She sat up, staring at the stupefied Ding Feng. She stretched out her arms and pulled him into her embrace, wrapping herself around him like a beautiful snake. She sent her strongest love into the warmest kiss.

She had melted herself, she had melted Dingfeng.

At this moment, she was the only one with him, and he was the only one. The temperature in the secret chamber grew higher and higher. At this moment, the silence was louder than the sound …