Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

Seeing that Su Li quickly fell asleep and even made a soft snoring sound, and that he was still massaging Su Li.

Yi Meihan was furious.

I'm so angry!

How could there be such a shameless person!

However, Yi Meihan thought again that she was not wrong to give him a massage, but there were no rules about how to do it.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in the girl's eyes.

The next moment, Yi Meihan slowly climbed onto Su Li's bed, and then stood up on the bed.

Yi Meihan lifted her fair and delicate little feet. The girl's feet were perfect, with soft heels, full toes, and a slightly curved arch that was so exquisite, as if carefully sketched by the world's best painter.

Then the girl secretly stepped on Su Li's back with her little feet.

The moment Yi Meihan stepped on this bastard, her heart raced, and she felt a sense of revenge!

Countless times!

Yi Meihan had fantasized countless times about trampling Su Li, that big bastard, under her feet, and then having that big bastard beg for mercy from her.

Even though this big bastard is asleep now and can't beg for mercy.

My wish has been half fulfilled.

"I'll stomp you! I'll stomp you! You big bastard! Die!"

Yi Meihan kept stepping on Su Li with her little feet, but she didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of waking Su Li up.

Then the girl thought for a moment and simply stepped on it with both feet at the same time.

Yi Meihan is 1.62 meters tall and weighs 96 kilograms, with the weight mainly concentrated in her front and back.

Normally, such weight would wake an ordinary person, but for Su Li, a Nascent Soul cultivator, this weight was not enough to wake him.

Even Yi Meihan could gently bounce on Su Li's back.

Just as Yi Meihan was stepping on Su Li like she was stepping on pickled cabbage,

Suddenly, Yi Meihan's mind focused, as if facing a formidable enemy!

Not to mention Yi Meihan, even Su Li, who had always been used as a trampoline by Yi Meihan, suddenly opened her eyes!

An immense sense of oppression enveloped the inn.

Su Li and Yi Meihan felt as if a pair of eyes were constantly searching for something.

After a short while, the gaze of those eyes stopped!

Those eyes are staring intently at me!

"not good!"

Su Li was very familiar with this feeling!

I've encountered this myself.

This is...

"Splash!"

A gust of cold wind blew the window open.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and a thin layer of frost covered the room.

A flash of red skirt swept past the window sill.

The woman's small feet, clad in red embroidered shoes, had already stepped into the room.

The woman stared intently at Su Li and Yi Meihan.

At this moment, Yi Meihan was still standing on Su Li.

To be honest, Su Li wasn't quite sure why Yi Meihan was stepping on him.

Weren't you supposed to be giving me a massage?

How come you ended up stepping on me while I was pressing down? What the heck is going on?

"Boom!"

Su Li and Yi Meihan hadn't reacted yet.

The woman in the wedding dress disappeared from the spot.

Qiu Qingmeng grabbed Yi Meihan by the neck and pinned her to the wall!

"and many more!"

Su Li shouted.

"Don't be in such a hurry, my husband~"

Qiu Qingmeng turned her head 180 degrees and looked at Su Li with a smile.

"I'll come and keep my husband company after I kill this mistress~"

Chapter 568 What do you think, my husband?

"Don't be in such a hurry, my husband~"

Qiu Qingmeng turned her head 180 degrees and looked at Su Li with a smile.

"I'll come and keep my husband company after I kill this mistress~"

At this moment, Qiu Qingmeng's eyes had completely lost their color, were empty and lifeless, and she looked as if she had broken down.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Qingmeng turned her head back 180 degrees.

Qiu Qingmeng tilted her head and carefully examined Yi Meihan:

"She has a natural allure, is very beautiful, has a great figure, and looks delicate and fragile, which easily arouses a man's protective instincts."

So pitiful and endearing, even I, a woman, am somewhat moved. No wonder my husband is attracted to you, you vixen.

Qiu Qingmeng tightened her grip on Yi Meihan's neck.

Yi Meihan looked like a chick about to be crushed, her fair face turning slightly blue.

The problem is that Yi Meihan has absolutely no idea what happened.

Who is this person?

Why is it that, as someone at the Jade Purity Realm, I have absolutely no room to resist?

What level of attainment does she reach?

Why would she call that bastard her husband?

That bastard is still a virgin? He's married?

Is it really possible for someone to be interested in that big jerk?

This woman is so beautiful, does she have a problem with her taste?

How to do?

Breathing is becoming increasingly difficult.

My throat, along with my soul, is about to be crushed.

Am I going to die here?

I haven't met someone I like yet.

I haven't gotten my revenge on that bastard yet...

I have not......

Yi Meihan's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Just as Yi Meihan was about to completely lose consciousness, she heard Su Li's cry:

"Miss Qiu, please stop!"

"Oh?" Qiu Qingmeng turned her head to look at Su Li. "Husband, are you going to plead for your mistress? Aren't you afraid that I'll be heartbroken?"

“She is not my lover. My relationship with her is completely innocent and definitely not what Miss Qiu thinks.”

Su Li quickly explained.

Otherwise, Yi Meihan would have died.

As for why he saved Yi Meihan.

The most important reason is that Yi Meihan is, after all, a cultivator at the Jade Purity Realm. In this Ghost Realm, anyone might betray him, but Yi Meihan is the only one who would never betray him.

If Yi Meihan were to die like this...

In this ghostly realm, I am truly all alone...

"really?"

Qiu Qingmeng tilted her head, and her scarlet eyes gradually regained their luster.

"really!"

Su Li clenched his five fingers together and swore an oath to the heavens.

"If I, Su Li, ever show even the slightest affection for Yi Meihan, may I, Su Li, be struck by lightning, never be reincarnated, and my very path be extinguished!"

Su Li found herself becoming increasingly adept at making solemn oaths.

Anyway, I've made so many solemn oaths, and none of them have been fulfilled. The cause and effect of these oaths have nothing to do with me.

Besides, I really don't like Yi Meihan.

As Yi Meihan listened to Su Li's oath, her originally pale face turned slightly red with anger.

What does this guy mean?

Is it shameful for me to like someone?

The number of people who like me could circle the entire Western Regions. Who do you think you are?

Damn it! I'm so angry!

"Very well, since my husband has said so, then I will let her go."

"Thank you very much, Miss Qiu." Su Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did you say, my husband?" Qiu Qingmeng smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Miss Qiu," Su Li repeated, unsure if there was anything wrong with what she said.

But Qiu Qingmeng just kept looking at Su Li and didn't let go.

"Qingmeng... thank you..." Su Li said slowly, her tone even carrying a hint of shyness.

"Qingmeng? Miss Qiu? Qiu Qingmeng?!"

Once she regained consciousness, Yi Meihan stared blankly at the woman not far away.

The woman in the wedding dress was actually the Ghost King Qiu Qingmeng?

How did Su Li and Qiu Qingmeng meet?

Qiu Qingmeng even called Su Li "husband"?!

"Yes, I will obey my husband."

Hearing Su Li call her name affectionately, Qiu Qingmeng finally let go of her hand. Yi Meihan slid down the wall, clutching her chest and breathing heavily.

Just now, Yi Meihan really thought she was going to die.

In an instant, Qiu Qingmeng floated in front of Su Li, as if she had completely forgotten about Yi Meihan.

"When did you arrive, my husband? Did you come to see me?"

Qiu Qingmeng looked up at Su Li, her peach blossom eyes blinking gently.

"Uh...yes!"

Su Li nodded.