Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

"What is this thing again..." Taotie stood at the back and peeked out, seemingly not intending to get closer to explore.

"Why are you hiding so far away? Why don't you come and try?" Fan Qingyi turned around and looked at the ancient ferocious beast that always seemed to burrow into the soil with a half-smile.

"You guys go first!" This time, Taotie learned its lesson and shook its head warily, refusing to be the first to venture into the pit.

“This is a sword.” The swordswoman suddenly said in a cold and calm tone, her brows furrowing slightly, and she subconsciously gripped the blood-red longsword with a hilt that was a different color from her clothes.

"A sword? Are you kidding me?" Taotie peered at the endless black hole that resembled the Yellow Springs again, and subconsciously refuted this seemingly unreliable fallacy.

"Are you sure?" The little girl took a small step forward, leaned forward slightly, glanced into the black hole, and then quickly retreated.

Although it can fly, it is not difficult for it to be reborn from the ashes.

But a sixth sense, from who-knows-where, foresaw that if one were to be drawn into such a black hole, even the phoenix feathers would likely melt away.

In the endless abyss, there is a sinister and terrifying endless black hole, as black as ink, which seems to be able to devour and melt everything.

It exudes a chilling aura.

Filled with terror and deathly silence, the space was distorted, blurry, and desolate.

Approaching this black hole, one feels an intense sense of oppression, as if tightly enveloped by an invisible force. A sinister howl emanates from the edge of the black hole, like the wailing of a vengeful ghost.

If you listen carefully, you can hear eerie whispers and roars that inspire fear.

The view from a black hole is exceptionally dark, as if it were nothingness.

Countless celestial bodies and matter were mercilessly sucked in and utterly annihilated. The distorted spacetime there became a desolate wasteland, devoid of life, filled only with deathly silence and terror.

Hei Liuli couldn't help but glance again at the aloof swordswoman wielding the blood-red longsword. It was precisely because she had no doubts about her that she found it even more unbelievable.

The black hole in front of me doesn't look like a sword at all.

"If this thing is a sword, I'll eat shit!" Taotie remained convinced of his own vision and judgment.

The composed and refined man in blue standing beside him chuckled and said jokingly:

"Just say you want to eat it, no need to make excuses."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the group chuckled softly, immediately feeling the oppressive atmosphere ease considerably.

"Young master, this black hole is terrifying. If you get sucked in, you'll probably have a hard time getting out alive."

The innocent-looking woman sitting on his shoulders swung her legs, quietly sensing for a while before speaking solemnly.

"Why don't you try it with your real body?" Fan Zui kicked the Taotie that had just been speaking so earnestly and made a strange gesture at it.

He bent his left thumb and forefinger together to form a circular opening, then extended his right forefinger and inserted it into the opening, moving it back and forth as a simple demonstration and cover-up.

Taotie glanced at the enormous black hole in front of him and immediately understood the essence of that action; his face instantly darkened.

Chapter 191 [Keep an eye on your woman]

Suddenly, a black mist rose from the depths of the endless abyss, spreading around like a dim, demonic shadow.

This black aura exudes a strong corrosive power; upon contact, everything is eroded and annihilated into nothingness.

The space was torn apart by the black energy, twisted into a chaotic and disordered form.

The once peaceful abyss became filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves, and was extremely terrifying.

As the black mist spread, a terrifying power ran rampant, triggering gusts of eerie storms, with howling and shrill roars echoing continuously, like cries from hell.

The black aura permeated everything, mercilessly devouring all life.

The surrounding scenery gradually dissipated, eroded by the black mist, and turned into nothingness.

Everything in the endless abyss was reduced to shapeless fragments, floating in the surrounding black mist.

The terrifying sight was chilling; all that could be seen was darkness.

The group retreated repeatedly.

"Is he crazy?"

The black-haired saintess with pigtails flicked her braids and looked at the figure in blue standing blankly at the edge of the black hole.

Strangely enough, even a powerful expert in the Formless Realm who had already comprehended some of the power of the rules of heaven and earth could not necessarily gain any advantage from that terrifying aura.

However, the woman in the green robe stood motionless in the wind, exuding elegance and composure.

Moreover, it was only after learning that everyone had already retreated to a safe place far away that he belatedly came to his senses.

Turning his head to look at the group of people who looked surprised and puzzled, he saw that this usually low-key and unassuming gentleman had returned in a ridiculously terrified manner, practically wetting himself in his pants.

His exaggerated movements suggested he was afraid others wouldn't see his disheveled state.

This terrible acting is unworthy of the Best Actor crown.

The endless black mist behind him did not cause the slightest harm to the young man in blue. This scene was naturally witnessed by the group, each with their own thoughts.

"The Xiao family? It seems that it's probably just a fake name..."

Black Glaze belatedly realized this question and immediately turned her gaze to the cunning young man with a pure and beautiful maid sitting on his shoulder.

So, his name must be fake too...

His true identity remains a mystery.

I really want to tear open his clothes and see what's underneath.

Recalling the scene she had witnessed at the entrance to his bathroom, this powerful demon, second only to the Demon King, felt a strange and inexplicable emotion once again.

I really want to touch it...

Yes, that’s what it feels like!

She wants to touch it!

However, her noble status allowed her to retain a sliver of rationality, and she began to reflect on her many irrational actions as a phoenix.

When a woman is infatuated with flowers, her heart seems to be filled with joy and longing.

Her eyes shone brightly as she stared intently at the person she admired, oblivious to everything around her.

A surge of excitement welled up inside her, drawing her irresistibly in.

Her mind was filled with fantasies and daydreams about that person, and she couldn't help but imagine spending romantic moments with him, a sweet smile involuntarily spreading across her face.

She couldn't help but begin to observe his every move closely, paying meticulous attention to every detail and the slightest change in his expression.

Her heart was filled with longing, a desire to have more contact with the person she admired, to be noticed by him, and to be appreciated by him.

She longed for intimate moments with him, hoping to become the center of his attention and establish a special connection with him.

However, when women are infatuated with a boy, they also fall into a state of vulnerability and anxiety.

She was afraid that he would discover her feelings and worried that her love would be cruelly rejected.

This inner conflict and unease filled her with a sense of apprehension and uncertainty.

Overall, a woman's mind is filled with sweetness and anticipation when she is infatuated with a boy, but it is also accompanied by a hint of unease and vulnerability.

This feeling will lead her to be proactive and try to get more contact with the person she likes, hoping to gain their attention and response.

"I'm not being infatuated, I just want to touch him!"

The saintess, who was always fearless and disregarded everything, wisely made a very logical judgment about her actions.

He even nodded, indicating his continued affirmation and approval.

"You guys are so disloyal. You didn't even help me when I was in danger, and you just ran away. Your filthy hearts deserve contempt."

The refined young man in blue robes stopped and glanced at Fan Zui before solemnly saying:

"You're the most disloyal one!"

"Young Master in Green, those black wisps don't seem to harm you at all. Why is that?"

The incredibly innocent little orange sat on my shoulder, wiggled her little feet, and spoke the truth that everyone knew but no one was willing to say.

This is called human nature.

But Little Orange didn't care about any of that; she just spoke the absolute truth.

"Little Orange..." Fan Qingyi looked at the girl with an unbelievably pure face, but swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and slapped his own forehead as he did so.

Then, he could only turn his gaze to the handsome sinner who was cunning and unfathomable.

"Keep an eye on your woman!"

These words, seemingly simple and casual, just an ordinary diversion and joke, dealt an 8% critical blow to the blank-slate-like Little Orange.

His face turned bright red, and he was speechless.

Fan Qingyi secretly chuckled to herself, thinking, "Little rascal!"

"Who wants to give it a try?" Fan Zui waved his hand and threw a low-level magic weapon into the endless abyss.

The sword pierced through it, and the body instantly disintegrated.

"What domineering black energy!"

“Great God Taotie, why don’t you go and devour it?” Fan Qingyi said as she walked up to Taotie.