Fairy, please don't do this!

Or rather, in her eyes, there was only him, her husband.

As for other people or things, they may be dispensable.

An Wanxi said with a hint of reproach, "Why is my husband suddenly being so distant?"

Gu Jinzhao stroked her cheek and said softly, "I just feel that my wife has sacrificed too much for me!"

Shouldn't husband and wife support each other?

An Wanxi felt the warmth of his palm, and her fiery red lips curved slightly.

"We should definitely support each other!"

Gu Jinchao smiled and picked up the alluring woman in front of him, letting her sit sideways on his hips.

Her plump, soft buttocks pressed against it, squeezing out large swaths of trembling, soft flesh from her pear-shaped buttocks.

Her plump, white legs were slightly pressed together, and although she wasn't wearing silk stockings, her snow-white skin was even more alluring.

The silky, satin-like lines meandered down from the base of her plump thighs, across her supple knees and rounded calves, finally arriving at her sexy, jade-like feet adorned with deep nail polish.

An Wanxi naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, looked at him tenderly, and said with a breath as sweet as orchids, "Just now in the real illusion, my little husband said that even if the Zen and Demon sects were in danger, he would not go against his heart and marry someone he did not like."

"May I ask you, my husband, who you wish to marry?"

Gu Jinzhao wrapped his right arm around his wife's waist, and with his left hand caressed her smooth, white thigh, feeling its soft and supple texture: "Of course I'll marry you!"

The sight of a mature, alluring woman, over eight feet tall, being held in someone's arms created a striking contrast, like a small horse holding a large cart.

Upon hearing this, An Wanxi's smile became even more radiant and captivating, breathtakingly beautiful: "So, I am the woman my little husband most wants to marry?"

"But we're already husband and wife!"

Tonight, her voluptuous and beautiful body is wrapped in a purple gauze nightgown.

Through the gossamer-thin gauze, one could vaguely see the two snow-capped mounds of flesh-colored flesh beneath, which were incredibly alluring!

Gu Jinzhao's gaze was drawn to the statue and he couldn't look away: "Although my wife and I are husband and wife because of the [Heart-to-Heart Mantra], we haven't actually gone through the wedding ceremony yet. We're still missing the last step."

An Wanxi lowered her head slightly and rubbed his nose with her high, delicate nose: "Then after I am restored to my original body, I will make up for this gift with my little husband!"

Gu Jinzhao nodded: "Okay!"

An Wanxi picked up a crimson bead shrouded in yin energy and gently placed it into his mouth: "But if they find out about my existence, won't that put my little husband in a difficult position?"

"They" naturally refers to Mu Yiren, Lin Qingci, Yu Fengzhi, and many other beauties.

As Gu Jinchao absorbed the rich Yin energy and refined it for his own use, he said in a deep voice, "I thought about that time, when I would already have the strength to break through the Peach Blossom Tribulation."

"Besides, I don't want my wife to always be hidden in my shadow..."

Ever since she rescued An Wanxi from the Demon Suppression Tower, she has always stood behind him, silently doing everything for him without ever asking for anything in return.

Whether in his spiritual practice or in his daily life, she always took care of him as his wife.

Because of this, through their daily interactions, Gu Jinzhao's feelings for her had become incredibly deep, even comparable to those for Aunt Ruo.

An Wanxi took the initiative to pull the man in front of her into her arms, a sickly blush spreading across her flawless face: "I don't feel wronged at all, on the contrary, I like this feeling of being inseparable from my little husband."

Gu Jinchao drew upon the doting yet obsessive maternal love emanating from the beautiful woman before him, and mumbled, "But eventually... I must give my wife a proper title."

"Didn't my wife say before that she wanted to become the head wife of the Gu family?"

An Wanxi's cheeks flushed, her head tilted slightly upward, her long eyelashes trembling gently: "Not only will I be the head wife of the Gu family, but I will also become the empress in charge of my husband's harem!"

Gu Jinzhao couldn't live without her, and so could she.

She had long been accustomed to sharing a bed with the young man in front of her, sleeping side by side!

I like to gaze at that serene face that is still half asleep in the early morning.

She liked it when he called her "wife" every day and when they were intimate and affectionate.

He also liked seeing her infatuated and lustful when she wore all sorts of alluring clothes...

Chapter 485, The Bodhisattva of Desire: "Husband? I will find you!" (3K)

Zen Realm, Demon-Suppressing Tower!

"Husband..."

The compassionate figure, dressed in a plain white monk's robe and sitting cross-legged, suddenly trembled, her snow-white neck arched high, and then collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, with a few strands of black hair running down her cheeks and tucking into her slightly parted red lips, revealing her white teeth and rosy tongue.

After a long while, the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire finally awoke as if from a dream, slowly opening her beautiful eyes.

As if she had thought of something, she lightly raised her hand, her delicate fingertips drawing an arc in mid-air, transforming into a glassy screen that reflected a pure and dignified, exquisitely beautiful face.

Her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, and her eyebrows were filled with the rich colors of spring. Coupled with the beauty mark under her left eye, she looked both poignant and charming, like a beautiful woman who had just been nourished.

The seven emotions and six desires are stirred!

Her eyes were filled with seductive charm!

And there's that lingering feeling of weakness and fatigue in my body!

All of this suggests that something unspeakable happened to her in the special world created by An Wanxi.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire slowly stood up, looked at the Gu Clan Holy Maiden lying in the bronze coffin, and put her hands together, saying, "Holy Maiden, may I tell you what I have experienced?"

An Wanxi narrowed her alluring peach blossom eyes slightly: "As for the methods to suppress the mad desires, I have nothing to disclose!"

"If the Bodhisattva feels that I harbor impure thoughts, I can resolve this myself when the next mad desires arise."

Solve it yourself?

Relying on meditation?

Relying on chanting scriptures?

Or should we rely on Buddhist secret methods?

If it were truly useful, why would one need to make a deal with this wicked and righteous Gu Clan Holy Maiden?

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire remained silent for a long time before finally lowering her eyes to conceal all her emotions: "Amitabha! I was being overly suspicious. Please forgive me, Holy Maiden."

An Wanxi closed her eyes, too lazy to waste any more words with her, and directly gave her the order to leave: "This concubine is going to rest!"

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire said no more, only gave her a deep look before raising her sleeve and waving it.

Rumbling--

The bronze coffin was closed again, isolating that alluring and seductive figure.

The Eight Desolations Demon-Suppressing Formation was revived once more, with eight jet-black chains sweeping in from all directions and tightly binding the bronze coffin.

After doing all this, the Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire turned and left the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Within the Zen realm, the night was as still as water.

Instead of returning to her meditation room, she went straight to a secluded, warm pavilion in the back of the mountain.

The interior of the pavilion was simply and elegantly furnished, with a white jade bathtub filled with warm steam.

The sashes were loosened, and the plain white monk's robe, inner robe, and outer robe... slipped off layer by layer and piled up on the clean ground.

A fair, jade-like, mature, and voluptuous alluring body was exposed to the air.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire moved lightly with lotus steps and slowly stepped into the bath.

She let the pool water submerge her long, plump legs and round, peach-like buttocks, until it overflowed the towering, majestic snow-capped peaks, before finally letting out a long breath.

The warm water enveloped me, relieving some of my physical and mental fatigue and weakness.

For some reason, ever since she came out of that special place, she has always felt uneasy, as if she had fallen into a swamp and was covered in mud!

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire slowly sank into the water.

It emerged from the water about fifteen minutes later.

Her dark hair clung to her cheeks and neck, wet droplets sliding down her delicate collarbone and disappearing into the rippling water.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire looked down at her reflection in the water and murmured to herself, "Why does that filthy feeling still linger?"

"It's been washed very clean!"

"Could it be that I really did something outrageous in that special place?"

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, raised her slender hand from the water, and formed a mysterious hand seal in mid-air, which transformed into a glass-colored butterfly that fluttered around her.

This is called "Knowledge and Insight Zen," a supreme supernatural power in Buddhism. It can trace cause and effect and illuminate the truth, and it has a similar effect to the causal destiny technique of the Heavenly Mandate Path.

Even if the memory is erased, some things can still be deduced.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire must know what exactly happened in that special world.

She closed her eyes, her mind sank into the depths of her consciousness, abandoning all distracting thoughts, to pursue the causal thread that lingered in her soul!

Soon, a pair of eyes appeared.

The glazed Buddha light in the hands of the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire became increasingly dazzling, attempting to deduce the other party's face, but was forcibly interfered with by a force.

hum-

As ripples spread outwards, the glass butterfly formed by [Zhijian Chan] trembled suddenly, then shattered instantly, turning into specks of Buddhist light that dissipated in mid-air.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire opened her eyes, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "Still the same!"

"Who exactly is this person?"

"Why are you connected to the Holy Maiden of the Gu Clan and to me, and why are you involved with that special world?"

As she spoke, she took out a rolled-up scroll from her storage ring, which floated in mid-air and gradually unfolded.

The silhouette of a man was outlined in pale gold ink on the silk cloth.

He has a tall and straight figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

But when looking up, the figure's face and features were blank, with only blurry light and shadow, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

After Miaoyu first sought out An Wanxi to suppress her mad desires, she used the [Zhijian Chan] technique to try to retrieve her erased memories.

Unfortunately, it is impossible to do so.

Left with no other option, he resorted to a less desirable method: using the karma of his own soul as a guide, he traced back to the people or things that had come into contact with him in that special world.

This time, I did make some progress, managing to sketch out a man's image in my mind.

However, the cause and effect were too shallow at the time, and what we could see was limited. In addition, someone deliberately covered it up, so we could not see the whole picture and could only leave this blurry image.

And now, another pair of eyes has appeared.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire caused the pale golden Zen ink to flow freely, slowly outlining and coloring the blank face of the man in the painting.

First the brow bone, then the eye socket.

Finally, a pair of deep, dark eyes appeared on the face of the man in the painting.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire met his gaze and whispered, "One more time, and I will be able to depict you completely."

"Husband?"

"I will find you!"

Undoubtedly, this man who twice referred to her as "husband" in his sleep is definitely related to the Holy Maiden of the Gu Clan, and may even know how to suppress the mad desires.

Otherwise, the other party would not have appeared in that special place and had any interaction with her.

……

Clouds, mist, mountains, and seas; the Luo family.

Inside the training ground, sword energy crisscrossed.

A spirited young girl, wielding a wooden sword, moved with lightning speed. The wooden sword in her hand transformed into hundreds of azure sword beams, like a sudden storm, enveloping the petite figure in the center of the field from all directions!

The sword strike was fierce, sealing off all escape routes.

The onlookers held their breath in awe.

However, facing this overwhelming net of swords, Luo Ling'er neither dodged nor avoided it, but simply thrust her wooden sword forward.

whisper--

A fierce and unparalleled sword intent soared into the sky.