The Journey of Freedom After the Awakening of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

Jingni instructed Moriah to spread the blanket on the carriage floor, then she lay down with Xiaoyan'er in her arms, her head resting against the front of the carriage. Her long, smooth, and delicate legs were crossed and stretched out, still wearing fishnet stockings. In the dim night light, Moriah seemed to see a soft glow, which was captivating.

Jingni placed Xiaoyan'er on her left side, and held her daughter protectively in her arms with her left hand.

Moria was sitting on the tatami mat on the right side of the carriage, looking somewhat conflicted.

The floor was clearly not wide enough. His current body couldn't compare to the six-meter stature of the One Piece world, but he was still 1.8 meters tall. In addition, given his original identity as an assassin, besides having a handsome face, he was also a tall and strong type.

If he lies down, it will really be a bit cramped.

Of course, squeezing in is fine, and it might even be healthier.

Unfortunately, with Xiao Yan around, Moria is too embarrassed to squeeze in.

"Husband, you should go to sleep early too!"

Jingni seemed to sense Moria's dilemma. She turned over and faced Xiaoyan'er, turning her back to Moria to sleep, giving Moria enough space.

"okay!"

Moria chuckled. Since the lady had gone to such lengths, he couldn't very well let her down. He immediately lay down, but turned to face Jingni.

call!

Whoosh!

In the darkness, Moria and Jingni unknowingly huddled together, separated only by their clothes.

Moria's breathing gradually became rapid, his mouth and tongue became dry, and a warm, alluring fragrance constantly stimulated his senses.

As night fell, the black dragon finally poked its head out, wanting to play with the pearl.

Jingni initially stretched out her long legs to the side, but later felt a little uncomfortable, so she bent her legs and tucked in her knees. Unconsciously, her round and plump little peach leaned out backward.

This investigation revealed whether it was a black dragon or a black worm.

"call"

Both of them gasped for breath at the same time, their bodies stiffened, and then instantly tensed up, remaining motionless.

"hiss!"

Moria couldn't help but gasp, feeling that the world was too full of coincidences, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This body has never eaten meat, yet it's so easily aroused. Moria thought to himself.

After a brief stalemate, Moria felt a bit of discomfort in his thigh and couldn't help but lift it up.

With that lift, he immediately enjoyed the silky smoothness. Moria was startled, and Jingni was also frightened like a startled bird, her full peach immediately shrinking.

The black dragon, as if it had lost the dragon ball it was about to eat, jumped up with some regret.

"Get some sleep!!"

Finally, Moria took a deep breath and did not take any further action, only saying something that seemed to be directed at himself.

He then turned over and began to forcefully reduce the swelling on the wooden board under the bed.

Jingni breathed a sigh of relief. She was not a novice, so she naturally knew that the touch just now was a black dragon, not a black stick or a black worm.

Once a dragon raises its head, it's not so easy to suppress it. Moria was able to suppress it, which increased her goodwill towards him even more.

Moria wasn't unfamiliar with women; Xiao Yan'er was still around, but he couldn't do that kind of thing.

It's all because this body is too repressed; it has nothing to do with Moria.

the next morning.

Jingni was awakened by Xiaoyan'er's slapping hands.

The moment she opened her eyes, her body stiffened abruptly. She saw a strong arm, and her head rested on it, feeling a thick, warm touch against her back.

"This"

Jingni was startled and remained motionless.

what happened?

We were sleeping peacefully in our own rooms last night, weren't we?

Everything changed when I woke up.

At this moment, she was curled up in Moria's arms, with one hand resting on her as a pillow and the other around her waist, covering her stomach. She could feel the warmth of that large hand.

"Ya ah ba"

Jing Ni didn't move, but Xiao Yan'er didn't care about any of that. She wanted to drink some milk, so she waved her little hands and legs and opened and closed her mouth as she moved closer to Jing Ni's chest.

Xiao Yan'er is the most important person after all. Jing Ni didn't care why she was entangled with Moria. She gently removed Moria's hand, got up, held Xiao Yan'er in her arms, and began to breastfeed her.

"Marry me, marry me!" Xiao Yan'er sucked very hard.

Moria was awakened from his sleep by a milky smell.

"My husband is awake!"

Jingni sat on the left side of the couch, holding the nursing baby Yan'er in her arms, and greeted Moria, who had just woken up.

Moria rubbed his eyes, and two clumps of cotton flashed by in the dim light, their whiteness making him a little dizzy.

"I'm going out to buy breakfast."

Moria rubbed his slightly sore left arm and said as he stepped out of the carriage, "If I stay any longer, I'll want some milk too."

"Hmm!" Jing Ni didn't go out, but nodded gently, then lifted the curtain of the carriage to let the light in and illuminate the interior.

Moria went outside, and the sun was already up. As soon as his vision brightened, he saw the wrinkles in the sleeves of his arms.

"No wonder my arm feels sore!"

Moria twisted his left hand, loosened his joints, glanced back at the carriage, and laughed.

Moriah then descended the mountain and entered the city.

It was too late last night, and the clothing stores were already closed. He'll have to buy a few more clothes and shoes today to have on hand, since he has plenty of money anyway.

By this time it was already broad daylight, and the soldiers guarding the city gates did not check everyone entering or leaving, so Moriah entered smoothly.

The streets were bustling with people, a lively scene that made it hard to believe this was an era of constant war.

Moriah first went to the city's main market, where, to the delight of the shopkeepers, he bought ten multi-tiered wooden boxes specifically for holding meals, enough to hold many dishes at once, along with clean plates, bowls, and chopsticks—plenty to use.

He then chose a restaurant in the city that looked quite grand. Inside, he experienced the friendly and welcoming service from the waiters. They had steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and some delicate pastries.

Moria went into a private room and ate one serving himself, but he ordered more than a dozen servings, especially various kinds of pastries, which he ordered the most.

"Sir, are you sure you really want this much?"

Inside the private room, the waiter was dumbfounded. He had taken notes of what Moria said, but he wasn't sure if the customer in front of him was joking. Who had ordered breakfast for almost twenty people?

"Isn't this enough?!"

Moria simply took out a gold coin and slammed it on the table.

Got it!

"Money talks," the waiter said, beaming as he left.

soon!

Moria's breakfast was served, and the waiter seemed to want to see how Moria would finish it, so he didn't leave immediately.

"What? You even offer companionship services!" Moria's eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at the waiter, his smile turning cold.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir!"

Seeing that Moria was unhappy, the waiter smiled obsequiously and went out, closing the door to the private room behind him.

In the private room, Moria quickly finished his portion, poured the rest onto the plate he had bought, and then put it into the Shadow Dimension.

His shadow space is even better than an air conditioner; food that enters it can basically retain its original taste without spoiling.

After leaving the private room, Moria paid the bill and left.

The waiter entered the private room and was shocked to see the empty plates. He thought to himself: So there really is such a thing as a God of Cookery.

After eating and drinking to my heart's content, the next step is to chat with myself about my attire.

After leaving the restaurant, turn left and walk along the main street for about 100 meters. Moria arrived at the largest cloth shop in the city, with a sign above the entrance that read "Su's Cloth Shop".

In ancient times, people liked to do all kinds of business, so those who sold cloth would also sell clothes, quilts, and other bedding.

Moria walked in. Since it was morning, there weren't many people. A salesman, just like in his previous life, immediately came over to greet Moria as soon as he entered, asking him what he wanted to sell. He also boasted that their shop belonged to the richest man in the city, and that the fabrics inside were of the highest quality in Qin, guaranteeing that he wouldn't lose out if he bought from them.

"Well, so it's still my property after all!"

Moria chuckled. "The Shadow Slave Fatty's stuff is his!"

"Can you help me change into some clothes? Do you have any?" Moria looked around but didn't see any clothes, so he asked.

Upon hearing that Moria was selling clothes, Little S's eyes lit up. He bent down slightly and slid his right hand across the room. "Young master, come with me."

As he spoke, he headed up to the second floor, leading the way for Moria as he went.

The service was impeccable; no wonder the fat man who became his shadow slave became the richest man. Little Si's service awareness was very well trained.

The second floor had private rooms. Little S led Moria into one of them, where there was a long mirror fixed in place by a wooden frame.

In the middle was a table with a teapot and teacups on it. Behind the table was a couch, and Little S led Moriah to sit down on the couch.

"Young master, please take a seat and have some tea. Please wait a moment!"

Little S poured Moria a cup of tea, then left with a smile.

Moria nodded, picked up the teacup, blew on it, and then took a small sip. To be honest, it tasted pretty good. It was a light tea with a mild flavor, and a pleasant fragrance lingered on the lips after drinking it.

A moment later, the doors to the private room opened, and Xiao Si led three young and beautiful girls in, each carrying a few white threads.

"Young Master!!"

As soon as the three young girls entered, they first bowed to Moria with blushes, and then began to measure Moria's height, leg length, waist circumference and other body dimensions.

During the process, Moriah noticed that the three young girls would occasionally meet his eyes, or rather, his face, and their delicate hands would sometimes circle around Moriah's chest, as if they were gently caressing him.

"Sure enough, the girls on the street during the Qin Dynasty were all beautiful and fierce!"

Moriah sighed inwardly, but remained unmoved on the surface.

"But this must be a custom-made item!!"