Lucky men are the last to have children, and fertile women are the last to have children

Chapter 528 Original World 7
Tianji City is an extremely luxurious manor with carved beams and painted buildings, winding paths and beautiful environment.

At this time, Mo Xian was having an affair with Su Wanxi, and the two were having a passionate affair.

The room was filled with the sounds of blushing hearts and the atmosphere was charming.

Su Wanxi was extremely beautiful, and her appearance was 70% similar to Yu Yao, especially her eyes, which seemed as if they were carved from the same mold.

This is also the reason why Mo Xian has always doted on her.

Because of the failure a thousand years ago, he has always been brooding over it and feeling very guilty.

It's a pity that the person is already dead and cannot be spread.

I can only find a substitute to make up for the lovesickness and guilt in my heart.

Suddenly, Mo Xian paused, his face twisted, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Hyun-rang, what's wrong with you?"

Su Wanxi didn't understand and couldn't help but ask.

She looked worried, with a blush on her face that had not yet faded.

Mo Xian didn't answer her, his face was pale, just now he was careless, actually...

Suddenly became a eunuch.

Fortunately, he had already reached the level of a god, and could use his spiritual power to repair the defects in his body.

He quickly meditated and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to repair himself.

Su Wanxi didn't dare to disturb them and just sat quietly aside, watching nervously.

Fortunately, Mo Xian had a high level of cultivation, and with the help of his spiritual power, he recovered quickly.

Let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately it recovered, otherwise...
"Hyun-rang, are you okay?"

Seeing that he had recovered, Su Wanxi immediately stepped forward and asked softly.

Eyes full of worry.

Mo Xian looked at her with a complicated expression and shook his head, "I'm fine."

He had no idea what was going on with him.

How could this happen?
No matter how crazy we played before, this kind of situation had never happened before.

Could it be that I have been too self-indulgent recently, so this happened?
Thinking of this, he felt a little scared and decided to practice hard recently.

It’s better not to come here too often.

He had no idea that this was the effect of the bad luck charm.

Su Wanxi didn't know what he was thinking, so she just gently helped him lie down, "I'm glad Xuanlang is okay, you should rest for a while."

Mo Xian really felt that his body was drained and he needed a good rest, so he nodded and let her help him lie down.

But as soon as I lay down, the bed collapsed.

The two of them fell to the ground.

Mo Xian was confused, and Su Wanxi was also confused.

This is not an ordinary bed, but a bed made of ten thousand year old iron Buddha nanmu wood. It is so sturdy that it can calm your mind and body. How could it fall down easily?
Could it be that the two of them were playing too wildly just now and caused the bed to collapse?
How is this possible? This is too outrageous.

Mo Xian got up from the ground in a panic, his heart full of confusion and a look of deep dissatisfaction on his face.

I really have no interest at all at this moment.

He carefully examined the collapsed bed, but could not see any clues.

It's like it's really broken.

Su Wanxi was also still in shock and looked at him timidly.

"Hyunlang, what...what is going on?"

Mo Xian frowned and said in a deep voice: "I don't know either. Everything today is weird."

First, he almost collapsed, and then he fell into bed.

But no problems were found and everything happened naturally.

It's hard to understand the reason.

In the end I can only blame it on my bad luck.

Just as he was about to get up and tidy up his clothes, Mo Xian felt his feet slip and he stepped on a water stain on the ground. He didn't know when the water stain appeared.

He lunged forward uncontrollably, and was just as unable to control himself as an ordinary human being. With a loud bang, he fell to the ground.

Su Wanxi was stunned and couldn't believe what she saw.

Mo Xian was a dignified Taoist master who had attained the state of transformation, but he actually slipped because of stepping on water. It would have been fine if he had just slipped, but he actually fell down.

It’s really outrageous…

Before she could continue thinking, or go over to pull the person up...

The exquisite lantern hanging above Mo Xian's head fell down without any warning and hit him directly.

He dodged sideways in embarrassment, and the lantern brushed his shoulder and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. The candle inside also set his hair on fire.

Mo Xian's face turned pale, and he waved his hand to put out the flames, but the ends of his hair were still burned, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning. This made his face look even uglier, and he felt that he was possessed by evil spirits today, and was completely abnormal.

A dignified Taoist master who has reached the state of transformation into a god cannot control his own body just like a mortal.

Su Wanxi was shocked, but she quickly reacted and rushed over to support him.

But he didn't stand firmly and fell on him by chance.

Mo Xian's body fell backwards uncontrollably, and the two of them fell together.

Su Wanxi's head happened to hit him somewhere.

"Ah, get out of here..."

Mo Xian's face was distorted and he cursed with gritted teeth.

The key part that had just been repaired was severely damaged again.

His face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his body was hunched.

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"Ah! Hyunlang, I...I didn't mean it!"

Su Wanxi screamed in horror and climbed up from him in a panic.

Quickly crawl into the corner, away from him.

Now she could see that Mo Xian was not in good luck today, so it would be better to have less contact with him.

It's more than just reducing contact, she now wants to send the person away quickly.

But Mo Xian was her financial backer, so she didn't dare say anything to drive him away.

Mo Xian felt like he was possessed by a jinx today. He had never been so unlucky in thousands of years.

He was shocked and angry. He endured the pain and sat cross-legged, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body and began to repair his body.

After an unknown amount of time, the damaged area was finally repaired.

He opened his eyes tiredly and saw Su Wanxi hiding in the corner, shivering and looking at him timidly.

Mo Xian wanted to get angry, but he also knew that she didn't mean it.

With a cold snort, he stood up and went to the next room.

He didn't have the heart to practice at the moment, so he walked to the bed and fell asleep.

Su Wanxi didn't dare to follow and found a place to rest.

Here, the house was pitch black, with only a few rays of moonlight shining in from the window, spreading all over the place.

As soon as Mo Xian's head touched the pillow, he fell asleep quickly.

In a daze, he felt that he had come to a strange place and it was dark all around.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

He frowned and muttered to himself, looking around, trying to find a way out.

Suddenly, a thick fog rose in the darkness and spread rapidly like a ghost.

From the depths of the thick fog, miserable cries could be heard faintly, as if countless wronged souls were weeping.

Mo Xian felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He tried to use his spiritual power to disperse the thick fog, but found that he could not use his spiritual power at all here.

He was startled for a moment, and when he saw that his body was illusory, he realized that he was dreaming.

Even though I knew it was a dream, the realistic fear was still there.

At this moment, two figures slowly emerged from the dark fog.

One big and one small.

The woman was dressed in red, as bright and dazzling as blood. She was his Taoist partner from a thousand years ago, Yu Yao.

Her face was as pale as snow, but her beauty could not be concealed.

But at this moment, those beautiful eyes were full of hatred and resentment, staring straight at him.

There was a little boy beside her, his body was illusory and he was holding his mother tightly.

But his eyes were fixed on him with cold hatred, and his facial features were somewhat similar to his own.

Mo Xian looked at Yu Yao, then at the little boy who looked somewhat similar to him, and instantly panicked.

He wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

"Mo Xian, you are such a heartless person, do you still remember me and my child?"

Yu Yao's voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, icy and bone-chilling, "Today, I will make you pay with blood."

She raised her hand slightly, and the thick fog around her quickly swirled, transforming into countless sharp ice spikes that whistled towards Mo Xian.

The little boy also spoke up: "Dad, why are you so cruel to kill me and mom?"

The childish voice was filled with endless anger, like a sharp blade, piercing into Mo Xian's heart.

Mo Xian looked at the two of them, and a miserable smile appeared on his jade-like handsome face. Looking at the sharp ice spikes whistling towards him, he had no intention of dodging at all, and let those ice spikes pierce him.

"Yao'er, I have never forgotten you, and I have never forgotten our child. What happened back then was my fault, and I regret it very much, really."

The ice spikes pierced his body mercilessly, but no blood flowed out. However, the piercing pain was extremely real.