Ming Yuan snorted.

"I really don't believe in evil anymore."

The red light on Ming Yuan changes frequency again.

"The fragrance of love!"

After using it, Ming Yuan smiled tenderly and stretched out her right hand, put it under her lips, and blew gently in the direction of Wen Sheng.

"I don't believe it. You can even resist Mi Xiang."

When Wen Sheng saw the change in the frequency of the red light on Ming Yuan's body, he immediately increased his vigilance.

"The breath has changed, and the Dao Wentu has also undergone subtle changes. Sure enough, a new secret technique has been cast?"

What secret technique is this?

When Wen Sheng saw Ming Yuan's movements, his nose smelled something. His expression changed and he said, "Is it the sense of smell this time?"

Just one breath, but the faint fragrance directly aroused his emotions.

The alarm attached to the body emits a long beep.

"The sense of smell is actually more powerful than the effect of vision!"

Wen Sheng immediately held his breath, but the fragrance still lingered in his heart.

"Sure enough, just like vision, it cannot be avoided by simply closing your eyes."

If it were that simple, it would be impossible for this secret technique to be developed and become the opponent's trump card.

Even if there were such shortcomings at the beginning, they will probably be improved over a long period of time.

"Still the old way."

The Wen Sheng immediately extracted the Dao Wen from the Dao Wen Lake, woven the Dao Wen picture, and added it to the lower part of the visor.

This part of the visor becomes thicker and thicker, and finally seems to form a mask.

After finishing, Wen Sheng took a long breath.

"Sure enough, I can't smell it anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Sheng suddenly sensed something.

"No, I can still smell the aroma!"

What went wrong?

Wen Sheng immediately started checking and found that there was no problem with the mask.

"It's not a nose problem, it's..."

Wen Sheng thought of something and looked at Skin.

After careful scanning with my spiritual consciousness, I finally discovered the aroma that penetrated into the body through the pores of the skin.

"Sure enough, it enters the body through the skin."

Although each pore is very poor at absorbing fragrance, there are so many pores that it can’t handle it.

Taken together, the effect is no worse than a simple nose.

After discovering the problem, Wen Sheng began to modify the Daowen Battle Armor. However, the overall shape of the Daowen Battle Armor was difficult to transform, so Wen Sheng could only add a layer of membrane on the inside of the battle armor to specifically filter out this kind of

A fragrance with the power of the realm attached to it.

After the transformation was completed, Wen Sheng felt it carefully again, and finally he no longer smelled the aroma, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

After Ming Yuan sensed that the fragrance was blocked, he stamped his feet hard. Although he was very angry, he could only stop the secret technique.

"This bastard doesn't even know how to add fragrance to red sleeves. He really has no taste at all. Why is he called a literary saint? These humans are really blind."

Wen Sheng looked at Ming Yuan who had not used his secret technique for a while and said with a smile: "Your secret technique mainly relies on the five senses to mobilize emotions. As long as the channel of the five senses is blocked, you will not be able to mobilize my emotions."

, unable to mobilize my emotions, your subsequent tactics will not be carried out."

Seeing that Ming Yuan's face turned ugly after hearing this, he suggested: "You can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you. How about we just wait in peace until the other people's battle is over?"

Before the battle, the Immortal Saint analyzed with them that the key to this battle was time.

The longer the delay is, the better it will be for them.

They don't need to win, they just need to hold off their opponents.

Therefore, both the Literary Sage and the Alchemy Sage have such suggestions.

However, it is obvious that neither the jackdaw nor the singing mandarin duck can agree.

Ming Yuan sighed and said charmingly: "The slave family also wants to talk about romance and moon with the officials like this, and nothing else. It's a pity that I can't help myself."

It’s about the continuation of the race.

How dare she not try her best?

Wen Sheng sighed and said with a tone full of helplessness: "That's a pity. Your Excellency, just take action and follow up next time."

Ming Yuan covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "My lord, are you sure you can handle it?"

As he spoke, Mingyuan suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Even the Dao Wen pictures above the head have disappeared.

Literary Saint was shocked and quickly mobilized all his senses to look for traces of Ming Yuan.

However, Ming Yuan seems to have disappeared and cannot be found no matter what.

"It's impossible..."

Suddenly, Ming Yuan's sweet laughter came to Wen Sheng's ears.

"Official, are you looking for a slave?"

What, Ming Yuan is right behind him?

This discovery shocked Wen Sheng.

He was about to respond when he suddenly felt a pair of hands gently touching his chest from his back.

The alarm in his mind went straight to the highest level. Wen Sheng wanted to make a move, but his body couldn't move.

"Touch!"

Wen Sheng reacted at this time.

This is the secret technique related to touch.

But, how did he get tricked?

Wen Sheng suddenly thought of something and said sadly: "It's because after I blocked my vision, hearing, and smell, you can use the corresponding secret technique at the same time to disappear from my three senses."

As for the Dao Wen Tu, even Long Sheng can hide his Dao Wen Tu. There is no reason that the more powerful Ming Yuan can't.

Wen Sheng sighed: "So, from the very beginning, I fell into your trap, destroying my perception step by step, allowing you to approach me calmly and complete the final step of killing!"

Ming Yuan changed his previous annoyance, and his cheerful laughter reached Wen Sheng's ears.

"The abilities of the slave family are all in the five senses. Naturally, by chance, we will encounter experts like Guanren who can block the five senses. Naturally, we have to have some means to deal with them."

Wen Sheng sighed.

"I'm not blocking the five senses. I'm just temporarily blocking it with the help of Daowen's armor."

Ming Yuan praised without hesitation: "Even so, you are still a very powerful opponent. Among the opponents of the slave family, you can rank in the top three, but it took a lot of effort from the slave family."

Through his touch, Wen Sheng felt that the singing mandarin duck, which looked like a beautiful snake, had moved from behind to in front of him.

During this process, the anesthetic effect on Wen Sheng's body became stronger and stronger, and he could not even speak.

Wen Sheng’s divine thoughts sent a message: “What do you want to do with me?”

Ming Yuan sighed and said through his spiritual voice: "For you, the slave family is using the secret technique of the five senses at the same time. This is a forbidden technique, and the side effects will trouble the slave family for a long time, and may even affect the war between monsters and monsters in the near future. Since

Now that things have come to this, it is natural to do something absolutely right, otherwise, wouldn’t the slave family suffer this in vain?”

"Five senses? There is still taste..."

Just when Wen Sheng thought of something, he suddenly felt a sweet tongue appear in his mouth.

Wen Sheng's eyes widened instantly.

But I can't see anything in front of me.

He can only feel that a woman is holding him, and he can only feel that a woman is kissing him.

And he, like a statue, stood there blankly, unable to do anything but be stunned.

"Such a big reaction? Hee hee..."

A sweet laugh sounded in his heart.
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