Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Her movements were elegant and charming, as light and agile as a dancer, with quick and rhythmic steps, each step exuding captivating charm.

The gestures were light and elegant, outlining graceful trajectories, like flower petals leaping in the air.

What he couldn't stand most was that when you, a woman, spoke, your charming voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against delicate branches, tender and warm.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly unfocused, revealing a hint of alluring charm.

There seemed to be a subtle yet captivating expression hidden between his brows.

Every exchange of glances seemed to tell a story of an up-and-down movement that could happen at any moment.

Her alluring voice and movements complemented each other, immersing the listener in a hazy state, as if surrounded by her charm.

"Are you conscious?"

"What do you think?" She looked at the young man in front of her with a half-smile.

A secret, indescribable joy welled up inside me.

"Are you kidding me?" Fan Zui frowned slightly, then turned and left.

In a short while, the surrounding corpses disappeared, and the fifty-meter-long broadsword in his hand vanished without a trace.

"I just want to see how you would react if I had another man."

The witch chuckled, making no attempt to conceal her ulterior motives.

Fan Zui, however, had a slightly darker face and said, "I just wanted to kill a few people for fun recently, it has nothing to do with you."

"Then how come you keep killing male concubines, with heads rolling in?"

"Just doing it as a matter of convenience."

"Really? Don't you have even a little possessiveness in your heart, a desire to own me?"

This witch's words were so sharp that they seemed to see right into the depths of people's hearts.

Just horrible.

She seems to be able to see through people's true intentions.

Was it because of a dream, or did she inherently possess such abilities?

Fan Zui wasn't sure.

All he knew was that if he encountered this witch again when he returned to the capital, he must hide himself well.

You must not let her notice anything amiss.

"You seem to have a bite mark on your shoulder?"

The witch's sudden question caught him off guard.

However, he quickly realized what was happening and casually asked in return:

"Can you explain dreams clearly?"

The witch seemed to understand something, but she also gave him a subtle glance.

She felt as if she had overlooked something.

"You seem to be in a bad mood lately?"

The two strolled around the palace, occasionally encountering eunuchs, palace maids, or ministers, who all bowed respectfully and stepped aside to make way.

Those people didn't seem to find Fan Zui's illogical existence strange at all.

Since it's a dream, it's perfectly normal for it to be illogical.

He didn't dwell on it too much.

The so-called dream is a shared space for the two of them, where they are both like masters, and neither can truly do anything to the other.

He did not answer the witch's question.

I haven't been feeling well lately, but I didn't expect her to notice.

This woman's observational skills were truly meticulous, bordering on terrifying.

"What troubles you? Tell me, and perhaps I can help you in some way."

The two arrived at the main hall. The witch, dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne, looked at him, and spoke calmly.

Seeing that he still seemed troubled, he beckoned and said:

"A man should rule the world and roam freely. How about it, do you want to try this dragon throne?"

Perhaps in the future, you too will be able to sit on that coveted throne of supreme power in real life.

Upon hearing this, he smiled slightly, leaped up, and sat down on the throne.

To be honest, it's a bit uncomfortable on my butt; it's not as soft as a sofa, nor as comfortable as a recliner.

He was about to get up when the witch stood up first and sat down in his lap.

Her body was soft and delicate, as if she had melted into his embrace, feeling a tingling, soft, and smooth sensation.

Her posture was charming and relaxed, her body gently leaning against his chest.

He could even clearly feel her body temperature and heartbeat.

He could feel her soft curves swaying gently beneath him, as if whispering a silent love story.

The ultimate flirtation!

However, perhaps it was in a man's nature, he found himself somewhat enjoying it, finding it intoxicating.

At least, this witch brought him a unique and intense sensory pleasure.

You are gently enveloped by her fragrance, which exudes an alluring aroma that you cannot help but be immersed in.

Her skin was soft and smooth, warm and delicate to the touch, making him irresistibly want to touch and caress it.

The witch's arms gently wrapped around his waist, applying slight pressure, as if conveying a deep sense of dependence and reliance.

At this moment, the alluring witch's eyes were gentle and dreamy, meeting his gaze as if she could lead him into a wondrous world.

Then, she gently kissed Fan Zui's cheek, bringing a tender and soft touch.

This gave him a sweet thrill.

The alluring witch sitting in his lap brought him an unparalleled sense of happiness and satisfaction.

However, what he didn't know was that from the very beginning, he had already entered a mysterious and unique realm.

The witch's every move and every action drew him into a strong emotional resonance.

Unbeknownst to them, their heartbeats seemed to be in sync.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the witch's expression changed slightly. The emotional resonance she had painstakingly created shattered in an instant.

Fan Zui also regained his senses in an instant.

Looking at the witch before him, a deep sense of lingering fear rose in his heart.

This witch's methods are indeed impossible to guard against.

Even though he was extremely careful and took every precaution, he still almost fell for her trick in the end.

Peep into people's hearts, explore their secrets.

What kind of methods does she use to be so powerful?

"Are you still eyeing the City of Daughters?"

The alluring witch sat in his lap, her eyes wide with disbelief, her tone tinged with anger, yet radiating an indescribable charm.

Her red lips pursed slightly, revealing a hint of confusion, and her eyes showed a touch of worry, which made people's hearts tremble.

In the instant her body trembled slightly, she exuded a mysterious and captivating aura.

In the midst of emotional resonance, she had just glimpsed the term "Witch's City".

She immediately recalled the dream she had last time; this bastard had asked her about the Witch's Capital more than once.

Is he still hung up on the woman from the Witch Capital?

Who is this guy? There are countless beautiful women in the world, why does he have to go to the city of women?

"I've looked up relevant information, and the City of Daughters is indeed eerie. I'm just curious."

Besides, what decent person would go to a place like that?

Seeing that he said that he hadn't gone in yet, Li Hanqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, according to rumors and related information, is it really true that not a single man who enters the City of Daughters ever comes out alive?"

He asked again, tentatively.

The witch was somewhat exasperated and angrily said, "Absolutely not!"

Let me tell you, if you're thinking of going to the City of Daughters to die, you'd better prepare a coffin for yourself beforehand.

Such a definite answer made his heart skip a beat again.

Chapter 73 [The Capital's Reaction]