I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

"Does Your Majesty dislike women so much?"

Hong Linghuan held his shoulders with her slender hands, pursed her lips and snorted, "Are you going to push me off the cliff?"

Mu Nanfeng was in a trance and fell into unconsciousness again. The face of the woman in the red dress in his eyes changed from time to time. Sometimes it was Cha Yanyue, sometimes it was Xia Qing Jiyuan Bingqi, and even You Qinhua Li...

"Sir, why don't you just listen to Xiaoyue?"

"Lord Shenwu, how dare you humiliate me like this?!"

"Shenwu, I am your aunt! I have absolutely no improper thoughts about you."

"Xiaofeng~Xiaofeng~Don't be like this, Master..."

The illusion shattered, and the faces of the women disappeared, leaving only Hong Linghuan's charming and pretty face. The corners of her lips were curled up in a playful smile, and her lips opened and closed as if she was saying something strange.

But he couldn't hear what the other person said at all. His face flushed and he shook his head as if he was drunk.

The flying sword swayed and sank in the foggy abyss.

Hong Linghuan saw Mu Nanfeng falling into confusion again and sighed helplessly.

She helped him back up and let him lie on her shoulder, then endured his teasing and seduction.

Hong Linghuan was very angry. She rubbed her body against him and let him touch her, giving him the warmth of motherly love and relieving the datura poison in his heart, but he would not let her kiss him.

This is not fair at all!

If she didn't have a little conscience in her heart, Hong Linghuan would really have executed this seductive little troublemaker on the spot.

Just as she was trying to endure her anger, a sharp murderous intent suddenly pierced her mind. Her pupils dilated slightly and she looked up suddenly.

“Cry——”

In the mist, a shadow suddenly jumped out. Its body was dark purple and resembled a human. It had no feet, and its eyelids and mouth were empty and drooping.

Flying ghost!!

These four words flashed through her mind, and Hong Linghuan was so frightened that her scalp went numb. However, the terrifying flying ghost was already close to her in an instant, and she had no time to react. She turned around while hugging Mu Nanfeng.

‘Shua——’

The flying ghost's sharp red claws scraped across her back in an instant, and the barbs pierced into her flesh and bones. With a "puff", large stains of blood were splashed into the air along with the cloth.

"Whoosh-"

Due to inertia, the two of them fell straight down into the abyss, and the Emperor's Sword also fluttered and fell in the air with a buzzing sound.

Large stains of blood fell from the air and landed on the cheeks of Mu Nanfeng who was falling face up. The cold and bloody liquid was pungent in his nose and brain, and was followed by a terrifying murderous intent. His mind suddenly became clear, and what he saw was a ghost-faced shadow rushing towards him!

Mu Nanfeng's eyes narrowed, and the sword of the hidden formation instantly shot out from between his snow-white eyebrows. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot holding Hong Linghuan.

The flying ghost missed his target and was looking back with a ferocious face and screaming when the Emperor's Sword fell from the sky and pierced his head instantly.

Dirty black blood splattered in the air. The strange monster was not dead, but it did not dare to attack again. It turned around and fell into the endless dark abyss of fog and disappeared.

Mu Nanfeng helped Hong Linghuan to regain her balance on the Emperor's Sword, and then he felt a large bloodstain. He looked down and discovered the shocking condition of Hong Linghuan's back.

Hong Linghuan leaned weakly on his shoulder, her lips opening and closing as she said with a miserable smile, "Your Majesty, am I going to die?"

"probably."

Mu Nanfeng thought seriously and said in a deep voice: "The claws of the Xunluo flying ghost are extremely poisonous. They will take effect within an hour. At that time, you will bleed from all seven orifices and fester all over your body and die. However, your body will turn into a new Xunluo flying ghost in a few days, harming people everywhere. In this way, it is equivalent to not dying."

“Really? This is good too…” Hong Linghuan whispered weakly with droopy eyelids.

Bullshit! Mu Nanfeng rolled his eyes. Now this woman has the Divine Servant Order, and their lives are connected. If she dies, he must die too.

Mu Nanfeng sighed, pressed Hong Linghuan's face against his neck, and said in a deep voice: "My blood is a panacea, drink it."

Last time, Yuan Bingqi was seriously injured and recovered by sucking his blood. The effect was better than that of heavenly grade elixirs, but the only drawback was that he would fall into a state of nausea and weakness.

He didn't want to suck someone's blood unless it was absolutely necessary, but this time he did it to save his life.

At the same time, it was also to thank Hong Linghuan for blocking the "claw" just now.

Of course, it's just a little bit of gratitude, no more.

After hearing Mu Nanfeng's words, Hong Linghuan raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the Immortal Lord's eyes, then moved her gaze downward, lingering on the Immortal Lord's smooth neck, as if looking for a suitable biting point on the prey.

Prepare to kill with one blow.

For some reason, she licked her lips subconsciously, her eyes fixed on the thin flesh on the side of her neck, her red lips slightly opened, and like a terrifying vampire, she bit down fiercely.

"Um?!!!"

Mu Nanfeng groaned in pain. He tightly grasped the woman's shoulders and gritted his teeth and scolded, "Are you a dog?"

Hong Linghuan's crazy sucking made his mind unusually clear, and the effect of the Datura incense completely faded.

'Huff huff~'

The wound on Hong Linghuan's back had long since healed, and the toxins in her body had long since been eliminated, but she still wrapped her arms tightly around his back, locked her arms around his shoulders, buried her pretty face in his neck, and panted heavily.

"Linghua?"

Mu Nanfeng finally realized something was wrong and struggled to push the woman in the red dress away, but the effect of the Divine Servant Order took effect in an instant.

He suddenly felt weak and was held tightly by the woman.

Suck, keep sucking madly.

A steady stream of liquid flowed through the blood vessels, along the neck into the woman's bloody lips, was swallowed into her throat, and flowed into her abdomen.

Her excited red eyes became darker and deeper.

"Hong Linghuan, you are crazy!" Mu Nanfeng said hoarsely with his neck tilted back.

But the crazy woman in the red dress ignored her completely. Her bright red lips dug deep into her delicate neck as if she had tasted a delicious meal.

Even though blood was flowing out of her lips and covering her jaw and neck, he didn't care at all, like a vampire thirsty for blood, which was very scary.

"Om——"

Just when Mu Nanfeng was wondering what was going on with this woman, the woman's red hair suddenly flew into the air, the wind was howling, and her momentum began to rise steadily.

She realized the truth!

Mu Nanfeng clearly felt that her cultivation level jumped from the eighth level of Manifestation of the Gods to the ninth level of Manifestation of the Gods in an instant, and it was still rising, faintly touching the threshold of the Golden Elixir.

Seeing this, Mu Nanfeng finally thought of something. He lowered his head and looked at the woman's pointed ears on the side of her hair.

Her elf ears are white and beautifully shaped, and look very delicious, which makes people's appetites grow....

But this is not the point. The point is that a bloody half-moon mark appeared on her small earlobe, and a strange blood light flashed.

This is....

Blood elves?!

Speaking of which, Mu Nanfeng only knew that Hong Linghuan was a half-elf, a combination of human and elf, but he had never paid attention to the specific branch of her elven bloodline.

I didn’t expect it to be a blood elf!

Among the demon elves, there is a race called blood elves. They particularly like to drink blood. It is said that the higher the quality of the blood, the more delicious it is to them, and the more obvious the improvement in their cultivation will be.

Before the ancient times, the blood elves were a large tribe among the demons that could almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the five major demons.

But over the past few thousand years, the remaining blood elves in the Eastern Continent have been almost extinct, and blood elves have not appeared in the past few hundred years.

The reason for this has to do with the war between the ancient human race and the Shura race.

In fact, it is simple to explain. In this war with alien races, the blood elves rebelled and joined the Shura alien race, helping Shura to severely damage the human race.

Later, Shura was defeated, and the blood elves fled to the western continent, changing their name to the Blood Saint Clan, becoming one of the two major clans in the Shura Warring States Period.

For this reason, the blood elves have been despised and infamous in the Eastern Continent since ancient times.

It is no wonder that some blood elves that still existed in the Eastern Continent gradually died out.

"Slurp, slurp—"

This blood-sucking monster was still not satisfied and held Mu Nanfeng tightly and refused to let go. Mu Nanfeng felt that if this continued, he would really die.

However, he quickly remembered that the blood elves' weaknesses were their buttocks and earlobes, and there was a high chance that they could be awakened by touching these two places.

Thinking of this, Mu Nanfeng glanced at the white and pointed ear in front of his lips, and without hesitation, he bit it.

"!!!"

Hong Linghuan's delicate body trembled, and her little head suddenly raised up. She finally let go of Mu Nanfeng's neck and stopped sucking blood.

But her blood-red eyes were fixed on Mu Nanfeng, her scarlet lips were slightly stretched, and her two sharp teeth were pressed against her lower lip, like an angry dog, baring its teeth.

Mu Nanfeng blinked, subconsciously raised his hand and patted her little head, gently stroking her head along her soft red hair.

Slowly, the blood color in the eyes of the woman in the red dress faded, and her eye color returned to its normal clear red.

The anger on her pretty face gradually faded, and her expression became slightly dull.

Mu Nanfeng waved his hand in front of her, "Are you stupid?"

Hong Linghuan's lifeless pupils dilated slightly and her head tilted back. The moment she suddenly came to her senses, her red pupils revealed fear as if she had seen something horrific.

Mu Nanfeng looked puzzled. He supported her shaky body and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty..."

Hong Linghuan frowned slightly and murmured, "Just now, I seemed to have seen an ancient battlefield?"

"what?"

"The sky collapsed and the earth split apart. With the Canaan River as the boundary, the human race and the Shuras faced off in the sky and on the earth. Next to hundreds of ancient monsters stood countless immortal sect masters. There were also nine goddesses. I have seen them. They are in the heavens, in the immortal palace, and in the sea of ​​cloud tombs, overlooking the human world!"

Hong Linghuan muttered to herself, "Oh, now I remember. The nine goddess statues in the Gou Chen Grottoes are indeed real. Their clothes and accessories are exactly the same. But, their appearance is still unclear..."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng didn't want to talk. According to the novel routine, the protagonist's memory of the ancient battlefield was intrusive, and then he slowly remembered his former identity, which was the ancient master who saved the world and the Jedi Tiantong...

Hong Linghuan, you are the protagonist, right?

"hiss--"

As the woman in the red dress was talking to herself, she felt a pain in her head. The stinging pain made her feel like she was dying.

"Okay, don't think about it too much."

Mu Nanfeng said: "Instead of thinking about this, why don't you tell me how you are a blood elf?"

Hong Linghuan was stunned for a moment. "I, I don't know either. My father told me that my mother was a red fire elf, and I have always believed that I am a red fire elf."

Red Fire Spirit? Mu Nanfeng frowned and fell into deep thought.

The characteristic features of blood elves are red hair and red eyes, and almost all elves related to the element of fire also have red hair and red eyes.

Therefore, it is impossible to distinguish the elven bloodline based on appearance.

However, there is a special spell among the demon race. After the spell is cast, the pattern that appears for each bloodline is different. So over time, this spell is used specifically to test and distinguish bloodlines.

However, this spell cannot be used on elves. Casting it on elves will only produce a common pattern, and it will be impossible to distinguish the specific branches.

But the elves do have ways to identify specific bloodlines.

If you want to identify your bloodline, you can go to the ancestral land of the elves - the Window of Dawn, and test your bloodline through the king-level tree of life in the Window of Dawn.

According to the Elf Tribe plan of Yingtian Academy, in two months, the Elf Tribe will arrange for the elves without elven registration who came from remote mountain villages to go to the Window of Dawn for bloodline identification and return to the tribe.

Fortunately, the bloodline identification was completed two months later, otherwise if Hong Linghua was discovered to be a blood elf, her situation would be even worse than that of a half-elf.

At least the problem of half-elves is just the inferior and impure bloodline, while the problem of blood elves is the racial hostility.

Hong Linghua has taken on the two identities that are most despised by the demon race. It can only be said that she is worthy of being...

The chosen one!

'Slurp, slurp~~~~'

Just as Mu Nanfeng was lost in thought, he felt something slippery on his neck. He shuddered and looked down, only to find that Hong Linghuan was approaching him again.

"What did you do again!" Mu Nanfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly pressed her forehead.

The ape licked her lower lip, curled her lips, and her red eyes flashed with a strange light: "Your Majesty, it's really delicious! We can't waste it~"

"..."

Mu Nanfeng felt a chill on the back of his neck. No wonder he had always thought that this woman was abnormal and always liked to sniff around his neck.

I originally thought it was just a strange hobby of a little nympho, but now I finally understand that it was a carnivorous beast sizing up its prey.