Fantasy: the Devil Turns into an Immortal

A touch of gauze blows on the face, and the fragrance is as delicate as silk, making people instantly mesmerized. The gauze was as red as blood, but as thin as cicada wings and as translucent as jade. In the haze, a graceful and enchanting figure sat on Yuan Heng's body. The moment the veil passed by, he finally saw clearly who that person was. The enchantress of Hehuan Sect, Yan Niang. The lips are white, the teeth are like gelatin, the hair is like ink, the eyebrows are like silk, but he has a pair of bloody orange eyes that make people feel frightened. When it moves, fluorescence overflows, and those who look at it are frightened. "I never thought that someone could wake up after being poisoned by my beautiful lady's acacia... It's okay, let you witness how your so-called noble family fell under my beautiful lady's pomegranate skirt..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.