Playing with the Cold Taoist Priest

One day, Ning Wuchang, a Taoist priest who was famous in the Six Realms and made demons frightened, beat up a succubus that ate people and sucked their blood. The shameless witch stalked him. I'm afraid that if I haven't heard his name Ning Wuchang, I will harass him desperately. "Brother, this is your first time in the human world. Can you take me with you?" The witch said with a smile. He returned his hand and put a talisman on her body, and said coldly: "Let's go, I will take you to the underworld." A few days later, the nine-tailed fox-like banshee came again! "Brother, are you missing someone for the group fight? I'll join in." She asked, licking her face. He slapped her ten miles away with one palm, took out his handkerchief and wiped his palms gracefully: "Birds of a feather flock together, why do you think a monster should stand with me?" When he takes a shower, she always eavesdrops outside; He went on a blind date, but her blind date was scared away; He was practicing, and she rushed in and asked if he was practicing dual cultivation? Until one day—— "Little brother, would you like to rent a girlfriend for the Chinese New Year? I can go to heaven and enter the sea, so I will bring you back to meet me." He raised his eyes and glanced at her. He thought he was going to fight again, but he pulled out a magic rope and tied her away: "Let's go." Mo Mo, who had always been rejected by him, was so frightened that he couldn't speak: "Are you sure?" He threw her on the bed and slowly began to take off her clothes, "Didn't you say that you like bondage play the most? I'll have a lot of fun with you today." Witch:? ? ? Wait, you are a Taoist priest! —— Mo Mo is a seven-color flower demon. She always remembers that a hundred years ago, when she was about to become a human, she was beaten by a heavy rain and her flower petals withered all over the ground. She thought that her decades of cultivation would be in vain, until a scholar stood beside her with an umbrella and blocked her from the heavy rain all night. For the rest of her life, she used her last two petals, one to wish to meet him again, and the other to pray for his eternal peace. Intention: Growth direction