"The Yin-Moon Female Demon said with a seductive smile."
Sure enough, after inhaling these pink mists, Ye Han only felt his breathing turn rapid, his entire body burning as if consumed by lust, and his face flushing crimson.
Had his Spiritual Power not been sealed by the Yin-Yang Lock, he might have been able to put up some resistance. But right now, he was completely powerless to fight it. His breathing grew increasingly ragged, his mind reeled in intoxication, and even his vision began to blur.
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