Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

It seemed impossible to refuse any of her requests.

The witch sang softly, her voice like a gentle stream, penetrating deep into Fan Zui's heart.

Chapter 26 [Kissed the Witch]

Fan Zui took off his clothes one by one.

The witch's slender, delicate fingers gently caressed his chest, gliding across it like silk threads, leaving a lingering trace of tenderness.

His heart was pounding, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

However, just as the witch was about to take her next step, Fan Zui suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her close.

Then, he kissed her.

Before the witch could widen her eyes and react, Fan Zui opened his tiger's mouth again and bit her lip hard, drawing a trace of blood.

The witch, in pain, pushed him away instantly.

"Are you crazy?"

As the witch straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, she turned her back to Fan Zui and hurriedly concealed the panicked expression on her face.

Fan Zui licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled:

"You're the one who's crazy, aren't you?"

"You're supposed to be a powerful figure in the demonic path, so why are your dreams always about the same thing? Can't you come up with something different?"

Fan Zui sneered mercilessly.

The witch, however, didn't tolerate his behavior and directly retorted:

"Didn't you want to just now? Just tell me, did you want to just now or not?"

"you!"

Fan was speechless with exhaustion.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You tell me, did you want to just now?"

The witch pressed her advantage, unleashing her ultimate move once more and closing in relentlessly.

Fan Zui straightened his neck and replied directly, "I'm a normal man. You tempted me so much, so I thought about it. What's so shameful about that?"

The witch snorted coldly, not turning around, and said mockingly:

"What right does a man who can't even control himself have to lecture me?"

Fan Zui's lips twitched slightly.

What kind of thought process does this witch have?

You're tempting me, so I can't even have any thoughts about it, right?

Now, the two of them understand that if they were to actually fight in a dream, they would be evenly matched at best, and neither of them would come out on top. It would be better to sit down and communicate calmly.

However, Fan Zui really couldn't grasp the nature of this witch.

Moreover, she is extremely shrewd and may occasionally dig a hole for herself by discovering his identity.

Then go to the real world to arrest people.

Fan Zui didn't want to be constantly bothered by a master of the Formless Realm.

He won't be able to sleep.

I might wake up from a nightmare at night.

The Formless Realm represents almost the highest combat power in the world, allowing one to roam freely.

Moreover, each possesses extraordinary abilities and terrifying strength.

He didn't want to get involved in such a big problem.

Although the steward of the Fan family was also a master of the Wuxiang Realm, and she had partnered with him to open a bookstore and become a partner in the bestselling book "Jin Ping Mei," and they had a lot of business dealings, his only responsibility was to protect the old lady.

But I don't have time to deal with him.

If a master of the Formless Realm were to attack, the butler's first priority would naturally be to protect the old lady, not him.

However, even among those in the Formless Realm, there are varying degrees of strength, and whether the steward can defeat this witch remains to be seen.

Therefore, the best way is not to reveal your identity.

Fan Zui glanced at her calmly, then stood up to prepare for his cultivation, saying calmly:

"Anyway, I'm the man you can't have."

Having said that, without paying any attention to the witch's expression, the extremely cold spear reappeared in his hand, and he continued his cultivation.

Holding the frigid spear, eyes fixed ahead, he steadyed his stance.

prick!

Once, twice, last time...

He continued in this way, seemingly tirelessly, practicing the simple actions of assassination time and time again.

"I'll teach you an offensive technique today. How about it? Do you want to learn it?"

The witch suddenly asked.

Her voice was like a gentle stream, flowing melodiously in my ears, soft in tone yet full of a captivating charm.

This act of kindness came too suddenly. After all, it was good enough that she didn't cause him any trouble; Fan Zui dared not hope for anything else.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui was slightly taken aback, then cast a questioning and suspicious look at him and asked:

"Are you so kind?"

The witch simply skipped over the question of whether she meant well.

She frowned slightly, slowly raised her hand, brushed away a few stray strands of hair from her forehead, then turned her delicate hand and secretly picked up another strand of hair. In the process, her graceful figure and alluring charm were revealed. She glanced at Fan Zui and asked in return:

So, are you going to learn or not?

"Learn! Tell me, what are your conditions?"

"I love your cleverness and intelligence. You know there's no such thing as a free lunch, and no courtesan is a free sleeper."

The witch gently extended her slender fingertips and lifted his chin, her tender eyes flowing with affection, as if the most beautiful things in the world could be seen leaping from them.

With a slight tug on his chin, Fan Zui felt a captivating aura wash over him, making him feel as if he were floating on clouds, completely intoxicated.

The movements were gentle and soothing, yet full of infinite charm, captivating the viewer.

As she lifted her chin, her long, slender eyes remained fixed on Fan Zui, revealing a deep and tender affection that irresistibly drew people into her gaze.

Her seductive gestures seemed designed to make him fall into her grasp and obediently become her captive.

Just as Fan Zui was about to get angry about her own obsession, she interrupted her in time:

"I want you……"

"???"

She paused deliberately, and only continued when she saw that Fan Zui seemed about to frown:

"I want you to tell me the truth: do you have a noticeable birthmark on your body?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui frowned and asked, "How did you know?"

Realizing he had lost his composure, he quickly tried to salvage the situation:

"Haven't you stripped me naked more than once? Didn't you see?"

Unexpectedly, a blush flashed across the witch's face in an instant.

Although it was fleeting, Fan Zui still caught a glimpse of it.

"I was blindfolded at the time, so I didn't see it."

She thought to herself.

Of course, this was something that could not be said to Fan Zui.

However, she had already gotten the answer she wanted.

Fan Zui does indeed have a birthmark on his body.

I just don't know if it's the right location I'm looking for, or a birthmark that matches it.

Things shouldn't be rushed; we have to take it one step at a time.

Otherwise, if he becomes suspicious, it will be difficult for me to confirm it later.

"Alright, next, I will teach you a spear technique called [Dragon Plays with the Seabed]."

Fan Zui subconsciously asked, "Is this a proper name? What's with the dragon and the sea?"

Upon hearing this, the witch's expression darkened slightly.

Because, after he said that, she suddenly felt that the name was a bit improper.

Moreover, she chose the name herself.