Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"What a loving but ill-fated couple! I truly envy them."

Chang'e slowly stepped down from her jade throne, walked to Lin Mo's side, extended her slender, white finger, and gently traced his cheek, smiling as she spoke.

"He is indeed handsome."

Queen Mother of the West, you are eating very well.

Today, let me also taste the pleasures of this handsome male concubine.

"Chang'e! If you have a problem, come to me, don't touch him!"

The Queen Mother of the West was furious.

"I, the Emperor, am determined to act."

"And I will examine it carefully, bit by bit, right in front of you, the Queen Mother of the West."

As Chang'e spoke, she gently pushed Lin Mo, who was unable to move, to the ground.

She deliberately slowed her movements extremely, as if to torture the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West was trapped in place by the restriction, watching helplessly with eyes wide open in fury, yet she couldn't even take a single step.

"Oh my, no wonder it's a treasure carefully selected by the Queen Mother of the West, truly..."

Absolutely wonderful.

Chang'e chuckled softly, her voice both alluring and cruel.

In the entire underground palace, only her laughter and the almost broken breaths of the Queen Mother of the West remained.

Under the intense gaze of the Queen Mother of the West, Chang'e finally stood up slowly, took out a silk handkerchief, and leisurely wiped her red lips, as if she had just finished enjoying a delicate dessert.

She glanced at the two of them, a satisfied yet cruel smile playing on her lips:

"I hereby decree that you two shall be cast into the eighteenth level of hell for thirty million years."

If you dare to use time travel to help her escape, I will make you die on the spot.

"When the three thousand years are up, I will release you and retrieve the jade rabbits from your celestial palaces."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeve and sent Lin Mo and the Queen Mother of the West to the eighteenth level of hell.

The surrounding scenery changed abruptly, as if falling from heaven into a bottomless abyss.

All that could be seen were eerie green will-o'-the-wisps, flickering in the darkness where no sunlight could be seen.

Countless hideous demons surged in from all directions, some crawling on the ground, others hanging upside down on the cliff face, uttering chilling wails.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and sulfur, and the ground was covered with bones, some still attached to their rotting flesh.

In the distance, a river of blood surged, filled with countless severed limbs and heads. Occasionally, one or two withered hands would suddenly reach out and claw into the void.

Deeper inside, enormous figures writhe, each step causing the ground to tremble, as if the entire hell is breathing.

As soon as the Queen Mother of the West landed, she threw herself into Lin Mo's arms, her eyes filled with apology and lingering fear:

"My good disciple, it is I who have implicated you, and you have been wronged."

"I'm fine, as long as Master is alright."

Lin Mo didn't say much, but simply held her tightly in his arms.

He really wanted to say that he was actually enjoying a good life, since Chang'e was the most beautiful woman in Heaven!

However, considering the Queen Mother of the West's feelings, he decided not to be verbally aggressive and could only hold her even tighter.

After a few breaths, he quickly calmed down, took out the hundreds of electromagnetic barriers he had prepared beforehand, and layered them around the two of them.

A pale blue light membrane expanded in circles in the darkness, keeping all the evil spirits that rushed at them at bay.

The demons crashed into the barrier as if they had hit a red-hot iron plate, screaming and bouncing away as black mist churned.

Fortunately, the barrier was strong enough that each set could withstand the onslaught of the evil spirits for about an hour.

He has tens of thousands of sets on him, which can hold out for now.

We must find a way to break this deadlock.

Lin Mo frowned.

Tens of thousands of sets may sound like a lot, but in a place like the eighteenth level of hell where ghosts are endless, they will eventually be exhausted.

That's why Chang'e was devoured by countless ghosts!

After thinking for a while, Lin Mo still couldn't come up with a good solution.

Since he couldn't use time travel anymore, most of his biggest trump card was rendered useless.

Even if he found a way to escape hell, he wouldn't dare to leave.

The biggest problem at hand is not this prison, but the jade rabbit inside my body.

That thing was like a remote-controlled bomb buried in the Purple Mansion, ready to be detonated at any moment.

Left with no other choice, Lin Mo could only turn his attention to the Yang energy.

Since the Queen Mother of the West previously said that this could be used to expel the Yin Rabbit from her body, we can only try again now.

However, just as he began his conversation with the Queen Mother of the West, a figure suddenly appeared beside them.

Chang'e sneered, raised her hand and shattered all the dozens of electromagnetic barriers that Lin Mo had just set up around him. Then, with a wave of her hand, Lin Mo flew uncontrollably in front of her.

She raised an eyebrow, her tone sarcastic:

"You guys are really in high spirits, being punished to go to hell is like you're on your honeymoon."

"You didn't say I couldn't do this, did you?"

It's so boring down here, I need to find something to do.

Lin Mo looked at her expressionlessly.

"snort!"

Chang'e snorted coldly, said no more, reached out and grabbed Lin Mo, and once again bullied him in front of the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West was trapped by the restriction and could not move. She could only watch helplessly, and the anger in her eyes almost burned through the layers of ghostly mist.

Lin Mo did not resist.

He suddenly realized that the Yin-Yang Technique possessed a subtle, passive ability that could gradually influence the mind and emotions of the target.

That's how I won over Yang Liu step by step.

If this method can be used to gradually influence Chang'e, perhaps it can buy us a chance to survive.

He stopped struggling and instead began to secretly circulate the Gluttony Technique.

He dared not boldly absorb Chang'e's divine power, but only secretly circulated his cultivation technique.

Chang'e seemed to have noticed the changes in Lin Mo's body, but she didn't think much of it, assuming that he was just doing his homework.

After a long while, she stood up contentedly, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and looked satisfied.

"Excellent. From now on, I will come to see you every day."

After saying that, she gave the Queen Mother of the West a provocative look, then vanished in a flash.

The Queen Mother of the West trembled with rage, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, yet she was still unable to break free of the restriction.

Lin Mo lay on the ground, panting heavily, but the panic in his eyes was gone.

He had a vague feeling that Chang'e had been affected.

I just don't know how many more times it will take for this beautiful snake to completely change her attitude towards me.

However, it is still a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

He wants to take back the initiative, little by little.

Gradually, Chang'e came more and more frequently, and her attitude towards Lin Mo quietly changed.

She was no longer as aloof as before, and her tone had become softer without her even realizing it. Occasionally, she would unconsciously utter a word with a hint of coquetry.

Lin Mo saw all of this and knew that the Yin-Yang Technique was working subtly.

He dared not be hasty, much less complacent, but kept this change to himself, patiently waiting for the right opportunity.

The Queen Mother of the West, witnessing this scene, felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

She hated herself for her greatly diminished strength, hated that not only could she not protect Lin Mo, but she also had to watch her Daoist partner be taken by her enemy right before her eyes.

That humiliation, like a dull knife, cut away at her last remaining pride every night.

She kept telling herself that this was just Lin Mo's expedient measure, and that everything was for the purpose of getting out of trouble.