I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

Although the tone was calm, the harsh sarcasm and ridicule made her heart swell and itch unbearably, and the evil poison of the seven deadly sins was drooling, slowly infecting and drowning her red heart.

Even if Chu'e had found her annoying and killed her to send her to reincarnation, she would not have been as angry as she is now.

"Why are you dazed?"

The warm breath of the Immortal Lord hit her ears, and goose bumps trembled on her neck. It felt very strange... She looked up expressionlessly, pursed her lips and whispered in confusion:

"By the way, Lord Shenwu...., why did Lord Xia Yuan suddenly betray us and help us?"

Mu Nanfeng pondered for a moment and said softly, "This matter...is a long story."

There was no need to hide the fact that he and Xia Yuanjun were master and disciple, so Mu Nanfeng briefly recounted the process of meeting the Queen Mother.

Cheng Beisu raised her eyebrows slightly, somewhat unbelievable. The master that Jun Huan always talked about was actually Mu Nanfeng?

She recalled Xia Yuanjun's simulation in the gambling game, clearly showing the appearance of a traitor to his master...

First it was Xia Qingji, then Xia Yuanjun, both of them were noble goddesses, but they were obsessed with Mu Nanfeng, an ant. Bei Su was silent and speechless for a while, and he didn't know what charm this man had - huh? !

Suddenly, the big hand that was holding her buttocks covered the soft flesh of her buttocks. Her golden pupils shrank suddenly and she almost cried out. Mu Nanfeng's puzzled voice sounded, "Si Qi, why did your buttocks become smaller?"

"..."

Cheng Beisu bit her lower pink lips with her teeth tightly, buried her head in Mu Nanfeng's neck, her three thousand black hair were disheveled, and there was a raging blood and fire in her sacred yet enchanting golden eyes.

Tolerate!

I will endure it!

A little impatience can ruin a big plan, human! I will make you pay a heavy price!

Seeing that Xia Qingji always ignored him, Mu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, and taking advantage of the empress's current low strength, he slapped her on the butt again.

pia~~~

"I'm asking you something!"

"!"

Cheng Beisu's beautiful back suddenly arched like a full moon. The area that had never been touched by mortals was invaded twice in a row. Inexplicably, an electric current rushed from the center of her legs along the spine to the nerves at the back of her head!

This feeling...what's going on with this feeling? Cheng Beisu was confused for a moment, and then she flew into a rage. She couldn't bear it anymore. What a small lack of patience will ruin a big plan. Go to hell!

"Mu Nanfeng, are you looking for death?!" She looked up suddenly, her golden eyes cold and indifferent.

Mu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and slapped her cute butt again, pia~

A slap directly choked Cheng Beisu's words back into his throat.

"you--"

pia~~

"You wait! You wait... for me!!"

pia~

"..."

As Mu Nanfeng played, he gradually felt something was wrong. This feeling... isn't right?

The empress's butt was indeed smaller than before. Although the difference was very subtle, he could still easily feel it after so many days and nights.

Has the empress lost weight?

He still likes the feel of the past...

As he was thinking, he was suddenly stunned. This was a fairy world. It was not impossible for a female fairy pretending to be someone else to exist...

He frowned and lowered his head, his dark eyes staring directly into Xia Qingji's majestic golden pupils. In the deepest part of her pupils was her soul.

The soul looked exactly like Xia Qingji, with no difference at all.

Mu Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I was worrying too much.

Just as there are no two snowflakes that are exactly the same, there can be no two souls that are exactly the same. Her body, meridians, and soul are exactly the same as Xia Qingji's.

Moreover, the physical body can be disguised by magic, but the soul cannot be disguised by magic.

Sensing the flash of confusion in Mu Nanfeng's eyes, Cheng Beisu glared at him coldly, "What are you looking at me for!"

Hearing her glare, a thought flashed through his mind. Mu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and swung his big hand to hit her butt again!

If you don't punish her for three days, she will tear off the roof and tear down the tiles. This empress deserves to be punished!

"Are you addicted to fighting, you bastard? Now we are being hunted!"

Cheng Beisu looked at the ten green-haired women approaching from behind, rushing towards him madly, the bright headlights of their cars burning his eyes.

"Don't worry, they can't catch up with me."

Mu Nanfeng is not panicking now. "My spiritual energy is sufficient. If I just waste time with them like this, they will give up sooner or later."

Cheng Beisu rolled his eyes and said, "Look ahead before you speak."

Mu Nanfeng turned around when he heard the words, and a quaint village facing a long river of blood came into view. Nine strings of sparkling little skulls were hung on the door plaque at the entrance of the village, tinkling in the wind. The ancient door plaque stained with black blood was crooked, and written on it were three bold characters - Dabang Village!

....What a strange village name.

But this is not the point now, but the fact that the two of them escaped and ran into the enemy's lair...

More and more tall women dressed like the pursuers rose into the air from the village. They were densely packed, and there were hundreds of them in their golden elixirs and Nascent Soul forms.

Their eyes were burning as they stared at the Immortal King in white in the distance, swallowing their saliva wildly.

A strong, sweet, dangerous aroma filled the air; it was pheromones, the signal released by wolves as they prepared to hunt.

"I smell it! I smell it! It's so big!"

"..."

There were loud cries of shock from the crowd. Mu Nanfeng stepped back and looked around expressionlessly.

An old woman in a gray robe walked out slowly, holding a cane, her pupils were cloudy, and her voice was low and slow: "Kill the woman, and leave the man."

After receiving the order, everyone laughed and rushed over from all directions.

Mu Nanfeng's hair stood on end. For some reason, he felt disgusted when he saw these strange green-haired women. He took a step back.

At this moment, Xia Qingji's voice came to my ears quickly, "Quick, go directly into the river of blood!"

The closer you are to the river of blood, the stronger the suppression will be. If you enter the river directly, it will not only be the suppression that you will face, but also the horrific blood curse that permeates the river at all times.

But he couldn't care less now. Mu Nanfeng didn't hesitate and immediately fled in the direction of the long river of blood in North Korea.

Fortunately, the village was built along the river. To the north of the village is the turbulent river, which stretches from east to west all the way to the end of the horizon.

The moment Mu Nanfeng entered the long river, he felt his realm falling rapidly again, directly down to the initial stage of Nascent Soul.

At the same time, the countless tiny blood crystals scattered on the river surface seemed to have found their target and began to swirl and rise, rushing towards Mu Nanfeng like flower dragons.

Mu Nanfeng was not afraid of the blood curse because of his divine body, but the empress was tortured by the blood curse and became extremely weak.

Mu Nanfeng hugged her tightly, protecting her under his arms.

Cheng Beisu hugged his back, her body completely pressed against his, wrapped in warm warmth. She raised her head and glanced at Mu Nanfeng, her golden eyes slightly stunned.

But she sneered in disdain the next moment, raised her head and looked around, and said calmly: "Do you see the pavilion in the center of the river? Let's go there!"

In the center of the majestic and surging river, there is indeed a black and gold pavilion, which seems to be made of realm stone. It is no more than four meters high and covers an area of ​​less than 20 square meters.

Mu Nanfeng quickly flew into the pavilion and looked back, only to find that the women did not chase him. Instead, they were standing densely on the river bank, staring at him intently.

"They can't come in?"

“Well, these people are the primitive tribes around the Blood River, the Blood Wolf Tribe. They are naturally not affected by the Blood Curse, nor are they suppressed by the Boundary Stone.

However, the peak of their race’s cultivation was forever restricted to the Nascent Soul Stage, and they were unable to transcend the tribulation.

In addition, the Blood Wolves and the Blood Elves are mortal enemies, so they cannot enter the origin river that belongs to the Blood Elves, otherwise their souls will be directly torn into ashes by the blood river. "

"The Origin River?"

Mu Nanfeng was stunned. "How does this have to do with the blood elves again?"

Seeing that he didn't know, Cheng Beisu slowly explained:

“The blood elves are now known as the Blood Saints. They possess terrifying eye skills that ordinary monsters envy, and these eye skills come from the long river of blood.

When every blood elf awakens their pupil skills, their consciousness will descend upon this river under the guidance of the bloodline law, in search of the power of their pupil skills."

"Is there such a thing?" Mu Nanfeng was a little surprised. He suddenly remembered the previous conversation between Cai Luo and Ye Lidong, saying that it would take three bloodlines and three blood keys to open the seal of the immortal skeleton.

Let’s not talk about the blood key for now. This bloodline probably refers to the blood elf bloodline.

"The Blood River was originally a small world in itself, but ever since the blood elves rebelled against the goddess ten thousand years ago, Chu'e merged the Blood River into... the Si Yao's shrine, and at the same time sealed the Si Yao's essence into the Blood River, making this place the only fatal weakness of the Si Yao."

As Cheng Beisu was talking, his body suddenly went limp and he fell to his knees, holding his chest and groaning in pain.

Mu Nanfeng was startled, and quickly helped her to lie down on the couch by the window in the pavilion, and pointed at her forehead, feeling her carefully.

Confused, "What's going on? Why is the blood curse on you getting stronger?"

Cheng Beisu whispered hurriedly: "This is the center of the long river of blood, which will naturally greatly aggravate the reaction of the blood curse. Hiding here is not a long-term solution. We have to find a way to leave here quickly, otherwise my soul will soon be scattered."

Mu Nanfeng frowned and reached out to touch her forehead to check the condition of her spiritual sea.

Bei Su subconsciously wanted to hide, but fortunately he controlled his movements.

Mu Nanfeng discovered that her meridians were almost destroyed by the strange blood curse, her soul was eroded from all sides, and even some bright red hair grew below her waist.

This was the beginning of soul liberation. Mu Nanfeng no longer hesitated and gently hugged her up.

"What are you doing..." Cheng Bei Su's pretty face turned pale and she struggled.

"do not move!"

Mu Nanfeng gave the command coldly, but his hands were gentle and soft as he held her carefully in his arms.

He let her sit sideways on his thighs, then pressed her head into his neck. The touch of skin made Mu Nanfeng frown. He slowed down his tone and said softly:

"Because of my divine body, I am not afraid of the blood curse. Si Qi, try sucking my blood."

Cheng Beisu leaned in his arms like a little bird, her cold golden eyes slightly raised, Mu Nanfeng's eyes revealed a rare tenderness, her black hair fluttered in the river breeze, her elegant face was puzzled, and she whispered,

"what happened?"

Cheng Beisu's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly lowered her eyes. She thought of the humiliation of being spanked by Mu Nanfeng just now. Her eyes suddenly became harsh as she stared at Mu Nanfeng's neck, and a sneer appeared at the corners of her lips. In that case, I'm going to torture you well!

She bit down the side of his neck fiercely.

Mu Nanfeng's pupils suddenly shrank. The sudden pain made his brows tighten instantly. He shouted hoarsely, "Si Qi——"

Cheng Beisu heard him calling his sister's name and sucked harder. The blood flowed along the skin, through the teeth, and through the root of the tongue down the throat.

The divine blood turned into hot medicinal liquid, which flowed along her meridians into her dantian and penetrated deep into her spiritual body. Her whole body felt as if it was wrapped in a furnace. The coldness, stiffness, and pain in her soul slowly dissipated. She felt comfortable all over and was so drowsy that she didn't want to open her eyes.

"Si Qi - stop, stop first! It's too fast..."

The divine blood was lost faster and faster, and Mu Nanfeng's voice seemed to have been polished, a little hoarse from lack of water, sounding in her ears, and her vocal cords trembled.

In a daze, Cheng Beisu became inexplicably more excited when he heard his voice that sounded like he was begging for mercy. He locked him tighter with his arms. Is this the blood of the Shenmu Dragon Phoenix? It's so delicious~~

Mu Nanfeng didn't expect that the blood curse on Xia Qingji would be so terrifying that even the divine blood could not completely suppress it.

If he continued like this, he would be sucked dry by Xia Qingji sooner or later. He pressed her shoulders and pushed her away forcefully.

The woman in the red dress paused, raised her head, and licked her scarlet lips with her tongue, adding a bit of seduction. She narrowed her golden eyes slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Let...let me take it slow..." Mu Nanfeng panted.

The woman in the red dress looked at the side of his neck. The bright red teeth marks showed her previous brutal crimes. Only then did she realize Mu Nanfeng's weak state. Most of the divine blood had been sucked away by her.

At this moment, her body began to swell and ache again, and her soul and body, having lost the infusion of divine blood, instantly fell into cold again.

She fell limply onto Mu Nanfeng's shoulder.

Mu Nanfeng frowned as he looked at her painful expression, patted her back gently to comfort her, and once again burned the divine blood to drive away the cold and remove the curse for her.

The rate of blood loss from burning divine blood will be much slower than if it is directly sucked away, but this will still cause Mu Nanfeng, who has already lost too much blood, to be eroded by the blood curse.

It is equivalent to bearing half of the pain for the woman in the red dress.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, like a pair of lovebirds leaning on each other.

Cheng Beisu felt the warmth wrapping around her body again, not only the warmth of the divine blood, but also the tenderness of this man. It was a pity that this tenderness was not for her.

She half-closed her eyes, at this moment she was too lazy to care about these over-the-line physical contacts, she twisted her graceful waist, and slowly hooked her arms around Mu Nanfeng's neck, leaning lazily and enjoying Mu Nanfeng's gentle comfort, sister, your man is so good to you~~