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Now reading: Chapter 552 : (Extras) Strolling Down Memory Lane (3) from Dance Of The Dragons, a Yaoi novel by LuShui.

The Flower Demons, whose lair lay deep withinthe Enchanted Flower Forest, several hundred lis south of Willow Village, were forced to vacate their hiding place almost twenty years ago when Xie Jianyu and Zhang Fengxi ambushed them in order to to rescue Liu Wenyuan from their clutches.

After the passage of many years, the Flower Demons re-erged in the Human Realm, employing a significantly altered modus operandi.

Xie Junjie, who had yet to differentiate into any secondary gender, had no difficulties in disguising himself as an unsuspecting male human being.

To conceal his high level of cultivation, he took care to seal his ridians before venturing into the forest and confronting the maze.

A ghostly white mist, erging from the unseen, swiftly enveloped him. When he looked up, the canopy of leaves above had been replaced by an unsettling, milky void.

Even a fool could discern the unnatural origin of this sudden descent.

Still, it was impossible for mortal humans to escape the clutch of wicked demons.

Especially because the mist was not a regular mist.

Xie Junjie could feel its tendrils slithering into his body, seeking entry points to invade his mind and extinguish his consciousness.

Alas, they had no chance against a heavenly creature with his level of cultivation.

The mist dissolved into nothing when it ca in touch with his body.

As he slowly traversed the winding roads along the forest, Xie Junjie paid attention to every unnatural noise or sll.

The Flower Demons should make their appearances soon.

Unless they prefer their al to be on the brink of starving before they launched an attack?

No.

Demons were no different from wild animals.

They would always prefer fat, juicy at to lean, bony bodies.

Xie Junjie halted in his tracks when he took a whiff of a fragrant scent.

Before long, a beautiful lady with a long, flowing pink dress and waist-long hair erged from the mist.

She had a lantern and an umbrella with her.

"Oh, Young Master," she sweetly spoke, her lips pursed into a playful pout. "What are you doing all alone here?"

Xie Junjie recalled the strange mist and whipped up a believable answer, "I don’t know."

"You don’t?"

The demoness did not appear surprised at all. She glided toward Xie Junjie and reached out to touch the latter’s chin.

"Young Master, it is getting late. If you don’t know where to go, why don’t you co with ...?"

"Sure," Xie Junjie said.

The demoness smiled sweetly and began to pull at Xie Junjie’s hand.

"Co, Young Master, co. I am going to treat you well."

The demoness led him through the dense forest. The farther they went, the thinner the mist beca, until they eventually arrived at a lavish establishnt that seed to erupt from the ground.

The forest was left forgotten.

All that remained was a three-story edifice, which was adorned with vibrant red lanterns that hung from every eave.

Above their heads, the full moon shone brightly.

The sky was clear, with no trace of cloud, let alone mist.

Humans and demons alike were sprawled all across the vast garden.

Guqin music filled the air, underscoring the animated conversation that took place all around the intimate seating areas.

"Fufufu, Young Master Guo, you are not only good with your words but also your hands!" A demoness gave her naughty custor a playful smack across the arm.

Xie Junjie was itching to draw his sword.

He rely didn’t know whom to beat up first -- the horny man or the demoness attending to him.

The dragon prince sighed inwardly.

Male human beings were but easy to impress, especially villagers who had never found themselves being surrounded by beautiful enchantresses.

It was not at all difficult to present themselves in a manner that was agreeable to the male gaze.

Skin as white as the first snow in winter, and as smooth as the highest-quality jade from Mount Yu.

Voice as soft as a young maiden’s, but words as sweet and intoxicating as an experienced woman who knew a man’s touch.

And bodies so slender, their narrow hips seemingly so fragile that they threatened to snap when the n hugged them too tightly.

None of their custors realized that these dainty ladies were a lot stronger than five of their custors combined.

Overpowering n wasn’t a problem at all.

Neither was disposing their dead bodies after the demons sucked out their victims’ life energies.

"Young Master, have a drink. You must be thirsty."

Xie Junjie’s gaze flicked toward the demoness, who was offering him a drink. She was not the sa demoness who led him to this place. The forr one had probably left to lure another victim into this place.

Xie Junjie took the cup of questionable drink with a smile.

The worst thing a mortal could do was accept a drink or a al inside the demons’ lair.

Such an act would be akin to relinquishing their will, surrendering themselves completely, and placing their fate entirely in the hands of the demons.

When their fingers touched briefly, the young demoness blushed slightly.

"Young Master, you are so handso. Do you mind if I accompany you today?"

Xie Junjie cocked his head to the side and smiled.

"What’s your na?"

The young demoness eagerly answered.

"My na is Rongrong!"

Xie Junjie secretly drew a talisman from inside his qiankun pouch and stuck it to his right palm. He then pressed his right hand on top of Rongrong’s shoulder.

The talisman pressed between his hand and Rongrong’s shoulder emitted a bright red light for a split second, unnoticed by anyone. It went inside Rongrong’s body and extinguished the light inside her eyes instantly, replacing it with emptiness.

"I need you to take to your leader, Rongrong," Xie Junjie whispered without blinking. "You can do that, can’t you?"

Rongrong gave him a brief nod. Wordlessly, she turned on her heel and began walking toward the staircase, heading to the upper level with Xie Junjie close at her heel.

When raiding the lair of demons, it was important to catch the leader first.

Xie Junjie had just placed one foot against the lowest step when a booming noise was heard coming from the garden area.

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