The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 138: Fairy An's dance moves people's hearts (waiting for review and asking for monthly ticket support)
Zhang Shuo returned to Yunmeng Heavenly Palace because refining the Chaos Bell took a lot of time.

At this moment, according to the outside world, it is already night.

So when Zhang Shuo arrived at the Yunmeng Palace, he saw An Miaoyi standing on a high platform, bathing in the bright moonlight, dancing lightly and gracefully, like a fairy from Guanghan who had descended to the earth, enchanting everyone with her dance.

"It is as graceful as a startled swan, as graceful as a flying dragon. It is as glorious as the autumn chrysanthemum, as flourishing as the spring pine. It is like a light cloud covering the moon, and it is like snowflakes blown by the wind."

Her feather-like black hair dances in the wind, her face is absolutely beautiful, her eyes are like a pool of spring water, and the spring water only reflects one person's figure. Her hands are as soft as catkins, her skin is as white as cream, her neck is as white as warm jade, and she is as beautiful as an elf under the moon, breathtakingly beautiful.

The curves are exquisite, and the slender and round beautiful legs dance as the snow-white dance skirt sways. The delicate and small jade feet like lotus flowers, with the toes lightly tapping the jade plate, dance back and forth mischievously like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The slender waist supports the exaggerated curves of snow-capped peaks and jade-like bodies, and the charming posture that brings chaos to the world is fully displayed as she dances gracefully.

When she is dignified, she is like a fairy from heaven, detached from the worldly affairs; when she is lazy and charming, she glances back and smiles, making everyone fall in love with her.

One dance is enough to captivate the city, another dance is enough to captivate the country, her delicate facial features are as if they were the work of gods. Such a fairy who could bring disaster upon herself is like a gift from heaven, as if she is the most perfect existence in the world.

As the fairy dances, she displays her clear singing voice, the beautiful sounds linger in the ears, and the sound of nature is so intoxicating.

Zhang Shuo quietly watched this peerless dance, admiring this beauty that belonged to him alone.

After the dance, An Miaoyi's breathing became a little hurried, and beads of sweat dotted her forehead like jade beads, and her soft black hair was a little messy and scattered on her shoulders.

She looked towards Zhang Shuo, and the moment she saw Zhang Shuo, she smiled slightly. This smile made the heaven and earth pale in comparison, and all the flowers lost their color.

"You're back, husband!"

An Miaoyi descended from the sky, like a fairy descending to earth, and fell into Zhang Shuo's arms.

"Well, I'm back! Your dance just now seemed a little special, and you seemed a little exhausted. What kind of dance was that?"

Zhang Shuo looked at An Miaoyi who seemed a little tired and asked curiously.

An Miaoyi's pretty face turned slightly red, and she said softly: "It is a dance of seduction, charm, and magic, used for the pleasure of the boudoir, so..."

Before An Miaoyi could finish her words, Zhang Shuo hugged her around the waist and they were back in the bedroom in an instant.

Zhang Shuo looked quietly at An Miaoyi in his arms without saying much. An Miaoyi immediately chuckled and slowly stood up. Their eyes connected and they understood each other.

Zhang Shuo looked at the girl in front of him. She was wearing a pure dance dress, had an elegant temperament, and skin as white as snow, so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken by a touch. She seemed like a beautiful work of art carved from the purest ice and snow.

He put one hand around the other's slender waist and the other hand on her slender, round and smooth legs.

Her legs are well-proportioned and tight, her skin is delicate and smooth like butter, and her touch is so tender that it seems like water could be squeezed out of it.

Zhang Shuo observed An Miaoyi carefully. His calves were slender and well-proportioned, and his thighs were slightly plump, with a bit of fleshiness and full of elasticity.

Take off the crystal high heels and you will see a pair of delicate and exquisite jade feet.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, it is just enough to fit in one hand.

Slowly taking off the snow-white silk stockings, a pair of crystal clear jade feet appeared in front of Zhang Shuo.

An Miaoyi's feet are slender, delicate, soft and smooth, with beautiful curves. Every part of them is just right and looks natural.

There is a feeling of feet as white as frost on clogs, no need to worry about the lotus footsteps when applying perfume, long worry about silk socks floating on the water, delicate and beautiful, it is difficult to describe, you have to see it from the palm. Wu's feet are as white as snow, and bare feet wash the white sand with extreme beauty.

Perhaps it was because the sole of the foot was accidentally touched when the stockings were taken off, and the round and smooth jade toes like pearls curled up, causing the entire lotus foot to slightly arch, and the entire arch of the foot formed a beautiful curve.

"Husband, stop! It's itchy!"

An Miaoyi's soft and charming voice entered Zhang Shuo's ears, and he turned his head to look at An Miaoyi. At this moment, her face was flushed, her breathing was rapid, and she twisted her lotus feet uneasily, a pair of naughty little cuties, trying to escape from Zhang Shuo's clutches.

At this moment, Zhang Shuo was not in a hurry. He was very patient until An Miaoyi's eyes sparkled, her hands were clenched, and her expression was dazed, then he started to get to the point.

The spring breeze blows on your face, the silver moon shines brightly, and fish and dragons dance all night long.

The golden needle pierced the pistil of the peach blossom, and I didn't dare to frown loudly.

The willow waist is swaying gracefully, the flower heart is gently opened, and the peony blooms with dewdrops.

The poor tree took a few drops of Bodhi water and poured it into the two halves of the red lotus.

On the bed, a beautiful lady with jade-like skin was in deep sleep. She was naked in every way. On her flawless white jade back, dots of crystal water were sparkling with divine light and emitting a charming fragrance.

Her back was slightly narrow, which really showed off her graceful curves, her back was as smooth as jade, and her shoulders were as sharp as a knife.

The originally fair, smooth skin was now tinged with an alluring blush.

Looking at An Miaoyi, who was panting softly in her sleep and collapsed into a puddle of mud, Zhang Shuo nodded with satisfaction.

According to Zhang Shuo's experiment last night, An Miaoyi should not have learned Weiwei's secret method of dual cultivation yet, or it is possible that she has learned it but has not mastered it completely.

Not long after, An Miaoyi's eyes moved slightly, and after a lovely lazy sound, she slowly opened her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes, looking sleepy and lazy, which was completely different from her usual temperament, and made Zhang Shuo feel moved again.

At this moment, An Miaoyi had a beautiful and holy face, a small nose, pink lips, and slightly messy hair sticking to her white forehead.

She stood up slightly, and with her delicate hands pulled up a corner of the brocade mat to cover her body. The half-covered and half-exposed body made people's blood boil.

Zhang Shuo suppressed the urge in his heart and said to An Miaoyi, "Miaoyi, has your recent training been going well?"

After hearing this, An Miaoyi thought for a moment and said, "My husband, I seem to have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation of Buddhism. I have been to Mount Xumi in the Ancient Chaos Realm to comprehend the true meaning of Buddhism, but I still feel a little strange."

Zhang Shuo thought for a moment after hearing this and said, "There is a sect in Ximo that I secretly founded, called the Free and Happy Sect. Miaoyi can go to Ximo to learn from it.

There are many people in the Western Desert who are ours. You can first join Mount Xumi, and then use Mount Xumi's connections and influence to study in various Buddhist holy sites in the Western Desert.

I will make arrangements later, and you can also secretly take up an important position in the Free and Joyful Religion, spreading the faith in a true sense. Perhaps this will help you understand the true meaning of Buddhism.

I just don't know if you are willing to go to the Western Desert?"

An Miaoyi nodded after hearing this: "Thank you, my husband. Miaoyi is willing to do this, and Miaoyi doesn't want to be just a vase. If possible, Miaoyi also wants to help my husband."

An Miaoyi came to Zhang Shuo, leaned her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and calmed herself, feeling the good time with Zhang Shuo.

Seeing this, Zhang Shuo touched her cute head, lifted a strand of her hair and sniffed it. The refreshing fragrance was fascinating.

At this moment, Zhang Shuo couldn't help it either. Without saying a word, he picked up An Miaoyi again. It was still early, enough for them to experience paradise again.

At this moment, in a courtyard of the Yunmeng Heavenly Palace, a peach tree stands tall and graceful. The peach blossoms that were originally in bud have quietly blossomed without knowing when.

The love is heavy and the delicate love is easily hurt, the leakage is longer, the mandarin ducks are untied, the red lips are not moved but the fragrance of their lip balm can be felt first.

The fish and water live in harmony, and the tender buds are fragrant and butterflies flock to them.

(End of this chapter)