I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

"..."

Mu Nanfeng's eyelids twitched slightly and he was speechless.

The woman in the black dress gently stroked his hair.

"Xiao Yue knows that this is not your fault, it's all because too many bugs want to get close to you, so don't worry, Xiao Yue will help you get rid of all those disgusting bugs in the future!"

The woman in the black dress spoke coldly, raised her head and looked at Mu Nanfeng. Her black hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were curved, and her tone became gentle again, "And, sir, Xiaoyue has prepared a very beautiful cage for you. Do you want to take a look?"

53. Young Master will always belong to Xiaoyue!

Sea of ​​Slaanesh.

A huge undead ship was sailing on the silent sea. A woman in a black dress stood at the stern, facing the wind. Several witches stood behind her with swords in their hands, looking vigilantly to see if there were any pursuers behind them.

The sea was calm, and both the Holy Kingdom Army and the Evil God Army were completely left behind by them and failed to catch up.

"Da da da~~"

A witch ran out of the cabin breathlessly, bowed and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the king...has awakened."

"Ah."

The woman in the black dress disappeared in an instant.

*

Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes in a daze, his head ached and his forehead felt stuffy. He struggled to sit up, and the chain vibrated. He turned his head in shock and found that his right wrist was tied to the head of the bed with a chain.

This is a small, dark room that is not spacious. A dim candle light is swaying gently at the head of the bed. Through the small window on the left, you can vaguely see the surging waves outside.

where is this?

As soon as this question popped into his mind, the painful memory surfaced in his heart and he remembered.

The tea girl said she would take him to see the cage, and then she hit him with a club...

Woke up here.

Mu Nanfeng frowned and tried to mobilize his spiritual Yin energy, but found that the meridians in his body were blocked and his Dantian was like stagnant water.

He turned his head to look at the chain on his right wrist and said in a deep voice, "System, search."

[Ding~ 300 shame points consumed, search successful——]

[Ding~ Target (Boundary Lock)——

Introduction: Taken from the Realm Stone ore source of the Canaan River, the special immortal locks are condensed from the essence of the Realm Stone and are often used in prisons and other places.

Effect: Suppress cultivation, block cultivation]

This pair of handcuffs is much more secure and stronger than the rope used to bind immortals, but it does not pose a hindrance to Mu Nanfeng, who has reached the third level of physical cultivation. He clenched his fists, concentrated his Qi into his Dantian, and exerted force violently.

"Kachacha~"

The chain was stretched by him and began to break into pieces bit by bit.

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and a woman in a black dress stood outside.

The two looked at each other.

The beautiful eyes of the woman in the black dress flashed, and she instantly appeared beside Mu Nanfeng. She raised her hand and a new chain appeared, quickly handcuffing Mu Nanfeng's right hand.

Then she took out another pill and stuffed it into Mu Nanfeng's mouth.

Upon seeing this, Mu Nanfeng quickly closed his lips, tilted his head and struggled, making the small bed squeak and shake with loud bangs and hums.

The woman in the black dress narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, raised her hand and didn't force it in, but quickly began to cast a spell, her hand gestures changed, and the pill instantly turned into a stream of light, spreading into Mu Nanfeng's lips...

Mu Nanfeng's pupils dilated and he tried to close his lips, but it was of no use. The light flowed from his throat to his entire body and limbs.

"Clang-"

His wrist lost all strength and fell to the bed, his whole body weak.

He lay on the bed, looking up, dazed.

The woman in the black dress lay on top of him, her cold hands climbing up his chest like a python, softly kissing his ear, and complaining softly, "Sir, you said it before, you said you would never leave Xiaoyue again!"

Mu Nanfeng felt helpless. He turned his head to look at the beautiful face beside him, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Miss Cha, I won't leave you. Can you let me go first? It's very annoying to be locked up like this~ um~~"

Her words were suddenly stopped. No matter how Mu Nanfeng struggled, the woman remained unmoved.

After a long time, the woman finally raised her head and stroked his face with her small hand. Her misty eyes drooped, and she was as tender as water. "Sir, what are you talking about? I'm keeping you locked up like this to protect you. There are so many bad women out there. What if you're careless again and get defiled by someone?"

"So, you want to lock me up forever?"

"Yes, sir, isn't this good?"

The beautiful woman's face was pressed against his chest, her beautiful eyes slightly raised as she looked up at him, her face gently rubbing against his chest, and she smiled happily: "This way, you and Xiaoyue can be together forever~ You will always belong to Xiaoyue, and Xiaoyue will always belong to you, how wonderful it is~"

This is not good at all. Staying in this dark cage for the rest of his life is just like the evil god Slaanesh. Mu Nanfeng feels that he will go crazy sooner or later.

"Young Master? Young Master~"

Seeing that Mu Nanfeng was hesitant to speak, Cha Yanyue leaned forward, bit her lip, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, do you think this is bad?"

There was a long silence, Mu Nanfeng stared at the ceiling and ignored her.

"Master...don't ignore Xiaoyue..." She rubbed Mu Nanfeng's neck again, biting her lips and speaking tremblingly.

But Mu Nanfeng turned his head away, closed his eyes and said nothing.

He seemed too lazy to pay attention to her.

Her eyes were slightly red, her fists were slightly clenched, she clamped the young man's jaw and kissed him fiercely!

Mu Nanfeng subconsciously raised his left hand, the only untied hand, to push, but because he had no strength, it seemed like he was trying to resist but also to accept.

The long black hair of the man in white was scattered all over the bed, and the three thousand black hair of the woman in black skirt pressed down, binding and entangled his black hair, making his struggle futile.

Feeling a sharp pain in his neck, Mu Nanfeng finally yelled in anger, croaking, "Cha Yanyue!!!"

The woman in the black dress trembled and stopped moving. After two breaths, she slowly raised her head, her eyes red, and she cried hoarsely.

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue actually knows that this is not a good way to do it, but Xiao Yue really...really loves you so much! You will definitely understand Xiao Yue, right?"

As she spoke, her soft and beautiful eyes gradually became tearful. She bit her lip, and tears rolled down her face, falling between Mu Nan's lips and nose.

The salty and bitter taste entered his throat, and Mu Nanfeng felt helpless. "Hey, don't cry. It's me who should be crying now, right? No, Miss Tea, Xiaoyue, I understand you, I understand you! Don't cry."

The tea girl blinked, tears welling up in her eyes, biting her lip and sobbing, "Master...Master, are you not angry?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Mu Nanfeng rubbed her head helplessly.

Their faces were close together, she rested her chin on Mu Nanfeng's shoulder, and whispered happily, "It's good that you're not angry. So, Master, do you agree to stay here with Xiaoyue for the rest of your life?"

Mu Nanfeng rubbed her little head and said softly,

"Yeah...I agree."

"Yes, the young master really loves Xiaoyue~" She put her lips against Mu Nanfeng's ear and whispered happily. The tears in her eyes disappeared in an instant and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Haha~ Young Master is still as gullible as ever~

Mu Nanfeng couldn't hear her inner monologue, nor could he see her weird smile at the moment. Naturally, Cha Yanyue also didn't see the corners of Mu Nanfeng's lips gradually curved up at this moment...

Mu Nanfeng smiled and looked at the time on the system.

[Time remaining for advent: 10 days]

Heh~ You want to trap me? Maybe in the next life!

So, just like that, the Undead Ship moved forward silently on the boundless ocean, and in that dark little house, a man and a woman were hugging each other on a narrow bed.

They held hands tightly, leaned on each other, and had beautiful smiles on their faces...

54. Young Master~Ah~~~

One night passed, and the tea girl did not do anything out of the ordinary to Mu Nanfeng. She just hugged him tightly, rested her head on his chest, and fell asleep with a happy smile on her face.

Mu Nanfeng and Yuan Bingqi had been fighting for nearly twenty days. Although he was unconscious most of the time, his body was indeed very tired. Moreover, Yuan Bingqi sucked so much blood from him that he could not bear it at all. Now that he was relaxed, he fell into a deep sleep.

But at some point, the woman in the black dress suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were slightly cold, she climbed up and sat on Mu Nanfeng's belly, then she turned her palm over, and a letter appeared in her palm.

The light of inspiration appeared in the letter.

[Time remaining for advent: 9 days]

"Oh~ So that's what's going on..."

The woman in the black dress murmured in a daze. This was something she had not expected. She had been too focused on studying how to deal with the young master, but she had forgotten that there was such an external object that could forcibly take the young master away...

"asshole!"

Nine days later, no matter what she did, the young master would disappear from her sight and leave her... and then appear next to another woman! When she thought of this, she was going crazy... Shenchen stared at the young master's sleeping face, her beautiful eyes gradually became sharp and gloomy, but in an instant they returned to gentleness and peace.

She got out of bed, gently covered the quilt around the young master, and hurried out the door.

......

All the way to the deck, the miko saluted, "Your Majesty the Queen."

She looked at the Endless Sea of ​​Sin and said in a deep voice, "Change course, head west, to the Monster Kingdom of the East Sea!"

"Your Majesty, are you not going back to the shrine?" a priestess asked doubtfully.

Cha Yanyue originally planned to return to the Huanhua Temple from the space gate on the Sea of ​​Slaanesh. In the temple, she was invincible, and that way she could be with the Young Master for the rest of her life.

But now this plan may have to be postponed for a while.

She stood at the bow, looking westward, "Return to the mainland and reintegrate the resources of the Cha Company."

"Yes!"

The priestesses obeyed the order, changed course and headed for the East China Sea.

The Cha Trading Company is the largest trading company in Daxia, but it is only a trading company on the surface, but secretly it is a contact channel for members of the White Witch Cult.

Since the split of the black and white witches, there have been hundreds of years of development, and naturally there are more than 2,000 white witches on Jiyuan Island.

Those who followed Cha Yanyue back to Jiyuan Island were all the witches who had escaped from Daxia. In the East China Sea of ​​the Immortal Dynasty and even in Dasheng, which had destroyed the country, there were still sporadic witches.

Most of these priestesses scattered across the country held high positions in various dynasties. Of course, they did not do so to do anything evil to rule the world. They just kept a backup plan for themselves.

Initially, they were intended to prevent the witches in a certain area from being exposed, so that the witches in other areas could provide them with protection.

But later, with the gradual rise of the Cha Company, the witches in various places had safe channels of communication, so naturally, the witches who were blinded by money began to sell information. Under the integration of the Cha Company, a complete and covert intelligence channel was gradually formed.

Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people or ordinary cultivators, the Cha family sells cloth and spiritual pearls and spiritual stones, but in the eyes of some big shots, they sell top-secret information that is a hundred times more precious than these so-called spiritual pearls and precious treasures.

The woman in the black skirt stood at the bow of the ship in deep thought. After reintegrating the Cha family, it should not be difficult to find the young master again. After finding the young master, she would bring him back to the shrine.

The two will be together forever!

*

Mu Nanfeng had a good sleep, opened his eyes drowsily, and felt happy. Then he heard a faint whisper, "Wake up."

Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes again, "No, I'll sleep a little longer."

"Sir, you will be leaving Xiaoyue in nine days. Will you feel reluctant?"

"What nine days?" Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes, looking confused.

The woman in the black dress smiled and shook the letter in her hand.

"Ah, this!" Mu Nanfeng suddenly realized and slapped his forehead, frowning, "Xiao Yue, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. This... This is such a pity. I can't stay with Xiao Yue forever. Oh, it's such a pity. How could this happen..."

Mu Nanfeng looked regretful and sighed deeply.

The woman in the black dress smiled and watched Mu Nanfeng's performance quietly.

"Tea girl, why are you looking at me like that..."

"nothing."

Cha Yanyue shook her head lightly, sat sideways on the bedside, picked up the hot porridge on the bedside table, scooped up a spoonful and blew it, then handed it to Mu Nanfeng's lips with a gentle smile, "Master, ah~~"

Mu Nanfeng glanced at the steaming porridge in front of his lips, frowned slightly, shrank his neck, and raised his eyes, "I'm not hungry."

When he reached the Golden Core stage, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered his body, and it didn’t matter if he didn’t eat for hundreds of years.

"Sir, do you think Xiaoyue's cooking is unpalatable?" The black-dressed woman's gentle smile faded. "Or do you think Xiaoyue will poison you?"

Mu Nanfeng rolled his eyes and pointed at the spoon. "It smells like the sweet and sticky smell of the Extreme Yang Grass. You said you didn't poison it. What do you want to do, Miss Tea?"

"How can the Extreme Yang Grass be poisonous?"