"So that's how it is."
Huo Yutong nodded slightly, deep in thought.
So the other party wasn't intentional; they had such a difficulty.
"Can't the academy treat it either?"
Huo Yutong looked at the tall beauty with some sympathy.
"Either extreme Spirit suppression, or she takes an Immortal Herb like her ancestor."
Looking at An Zhen, who was explaining the situation, Wang Dong suddenly noticed something was amiss.
That cold and charming face, the plump, peach-like buttocks, and the long, black-stockinged beautiful legs.
Even if he wasn't a man, Wang Dong knew that men definitely liked this type, and with An Zhen's lecherous personality, if he could make an NPC doll move, would this guy do something bad to her?
The young girl lowered her head, looking at the thin slip dress she was wearing and the skirt that barely covered half of her thighs.
Confirmed, this guy would definitely do something bad.
Although this guy basically stayed with them at night, there was a lot he could do during the day. She had heard that there was a class monitor in Class Nine who looked like he was sleeping in class but was actually studying and cultivating.
"Hmm."
Wang Dong suddenly felt something heavy on her head, as if something had been added.
A fair little hand instinctively found the right place, gently rested on the young man's waist, found that soft flesh, and then twisted it seven hundred and twenty degrees.
"Alright."
Gently stroking the loli's small head, "You just swallowed a Xuan Water Pill. Wait another five or six days, then swallow another one, and after the medicinal effect is fully absorbed, then take that Soul Ascension Pill."
"Mhm, mhm."
The flushed girl suddenly jumped up, wrapped her arms around An Zhen's neck, and her jelly-soft, sweet cherry lips gently kissed the young man's cheek, then she quickly scurried away.
"I… I'm going to practice Tang Sect unique skills."
"So cute."
An Zhen's black eyes reflected the blue-haired loli's retreating figure with a smile, his fingers gently rubbing the dampness on his cheek.
The young man turned his head, looking at Wang Dong'er beside him, watching the exquisite beautiful girl with a smile, "Are you tired from twisting? Do you want to rest?"
Nothing in the Virtual World could be hidden from An Zhen, and Wang Dong's little actions were naturally no exception.
"In this World, even if you tear me apart by five horses, as long as I don't want to, there's no pain."
With a thought.
Pink ribbons fell from the air, directly Binding Wang Dong'er's body. Her fair skin was constricted, her youthful body was displayed fully, a perfect tortoise shell Binding.
"How about it, still a pink maiden's heart?"
An Zhen's fingers played with a small round ball, smiling as he looked at the young girl hanging in the air.
"You… what do you want to do!"
Looking at the small ball in An Zhen's hand and her current very bad posture, Wang Dong'er suddenly had a very ominous feeling.
"Nothing."
In the Virtual World, regarding body sensations, An Zhen can currently only achieve two modes: having feeling and having no feeling, lacking many different kinds of fun. He wonders which spirit ring will allow him to gain complete control over people in the Virtual World in the future, for example, transforming any sensation into… *cough*… for example, being able to control a person's everything: memories, abilities…
"Is Wang Dong only angry because she thinks I did something to Ma Xiaotao NPC?"
"What you do has nothing to do with me!"
The young girl snorted, then turned her small head away.
"I did it."
The young man looked at the jealous Wang Dong'er and suddenly spoke.
"Matters between men and women, and played even more elaborately than what's written in some books sold outside."
If he did it, he did it; no need to hide.
"…"
Wang Dong'er only felt as if something had exploded in her heart, a strange bitterness welled up, and the things in her vision became increasingly blurry.
She clearly had someone she liked.
They had just started.
But why did it turn out like this?
"Do you want to hear an explanation?"
An Zhen played with the pink little foot hanging in the air.
"Speak!"
A hoarse voice sounded.
An Zhen put down the young girl hanging in the air and gently embraced her. Her fair little face was filled with sadness, large crystalline tears streamed from her eyes, her sorrowful appearance was pitiable, making one wish to tear the scoundrel who made the girl cry into a thousand pieces.
"Evil Flame is the backlash of Ma Xiaotao's Spirit's flaw, Wang Dong, my Spirit also has a backlash."
"?" Wang Dong'er was startled, looking at him with a somewhat blank gaze.
He lowered his head, from her eyes to her nose to her mouth, the moist touch and the scent of the opposite sex enveloped Wang Dong'er's senses.
An Zhen slowly explained how his Spirit was being stripped of his emotions.
"An elder once said something that I find very reasonable: everything in the World has a price."
"Is my Spirit powerful? Very powerful, it directly replaces the falsehoods in the dream World with reality, and can directly copy other people's Spirit Abilities. But this power comes at a cost."
"So, that means, if you don't resist, you'll lose your emotions?" His pink-blue eyes reflected the young man's face.
"No emotions at all, like a machine without Life, unaware of sorrow, unaware of joy."
"I don't want to become like that; that me isn't the current me."
So An Zhen chose to follow his inner desires.
Of course, he could also choose to strengthen other emotions, such as deeply loving someone. Love can also counteract the World's erosion.
But An Zhen felt he was a selfish person; he couldn't abandon his Life for someone, couldn't love someone to death. As for other things, he was never a noble person; apart from his abilities, he was an ordinary person.
Her thin cherry lips parted, Wang Dong'er chose to believe An Zhen's words. One reason was that she was willing to believe. The second reason was that what he said made a lot of sense; his Spirit was indeed very powerful.
"I swear, if I'm lying to you, I'll—"
"Don't."
A fair little hand quickly covered An Zhen's mouth, "I believe you!"
"Don't make random vows."
The young girl said angrily.
"Are you still angry?"
An Zhen hugged his girl tightly, "If you're angry, hit me. I've turned on the sensation."
"Hmph."
The captivating girl with pink-blue hair snorted, then extended her hand.
"Hmm."
A strange sensation entered An Zhen's brain, but it wasn't pain.
…
"You… you go find that Ma Xiaotao and deal with it." Stepping with her fair, beautiful legs, Wang Dong'er fled in embarrassment, she needed to wash her hands and feet, and change her clothes.
"Cute."
A bit tsundere, but kind-hearted little girl.
She took care of Huo Yutong because of her weakness and resolute personality.
She put herself out for his needs.
"It will always be like this."
The young man said so.
He just needed to get rid of a certain transmigrator in the future.
Who is Tang Wutong?
He doesn't know her; his girlfriend is Wang Dong'er.