I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

There was no other way, so Mu Nanfeng asked the old woman again. The old woman sneered and said, "So the Immortal Lord cares about this. Then as long as you...

That's it.

Mu Nanfeng sighed and decided to think about how to escape within three days.

......

Dabang Village, where the Blood Wolf Clan lives, is located in the middle reaches of the Blood River. In the middle and upper reaches of the Blood River, a fairy in a red skirt is dozing off on a treetop with a sword in her arms.

She was hanging barefoot in the air, with her ankles wrapped in a magical bandage. Threads of purple and black air were emanating from her. She must have been poisoned.

At the same time, her whole body seemed to be emitting a visible coldness, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her face looked slightly painful, which was a symptom of being hit by a blood curse.

The sun in the sky gradually approached noon, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the west.

Five or six women with green hair, bloodshot eyes and bare breasts appeared in the field of vision. One of them suddenly had bright eyes and pointed at her and shouted:

"Yes, that's her! She looks exactly like the woman from yesterday!"

"Get her!!"

With this woman, aren't you afraid that the Immortal King won't give in? Several people thought excitedly.

Xia Qingji glanced at them calmly and slowly drew out the Moon God Sword.

17. Sister, your man is really interesting

Blood River, with pavilion in the center.

The seductive woman narrowed her eyes, and a red dress outlined her perfect curves. She was like a cold and charming tigress, lying seductively on the bed.

She stared quietly at the white-robed immortal who was walking back and forth beside the couch.

The Immortal King in White frowned and was lost in thought.

"Don't move around. It's annoying to me."

Cheng Beisu frowned slightly and kicked Mu Nanfeng's calf with her spotless jade feet.

Mu Nanfeng had no choice but to stop and sit down.

"Have you thought of a solution?" Cheng Beisu asked lazily, resting his cheek on the side of his hand.

Mu Nanfeng sighed and shook his head.

"Okay, don't think about it for now, just help me... massage my feet."

Bei Su stretched her jade feet on Mu Nan Feng's thighs, her fox eyes narrowed slightly, and she ordered: "Hurry up."

Si Yao's jade feet were naturally exactly the same as Xia Qingji's, crystal clear and delicate, tender like bamboo shoots, with the soles as white as bricks, beautiful beyond words.

Mu Nanfeng grasped her slightly cold and thin ankle, put his palm on it, and gently rubbed it.

While helping her press, Mu Nanfeng continued to think. He looked out the window. At the moment, it seemed that the only option was to break through the siege by force.

Cheng Beisu's body was a little stiff, but with Mu Nanfeng's skillful massage techniques, her body slowly relaxed.

"Very skilled." Cheng Beisu hummed comfortably.

Mu Nanfeng rolled his eyes. "I've pressed it for you so many times, how can you not be skilled at it?"

Really... Then my sister really knows how to enjoy herself~ She lies on her side seductively, with her narrow eyes slightly narrowed, staring motionlessly at Mu Nanfeng's handsome face. Her sight moves from his sexy and plump throat to his cool and thin lips. I wonder if my sister has ever used her toes to abuse his lips and crush his teeth?

There was a constant tingling and numb sensation coming from the soles of her feet. The pleasurable feeling went straight to her nerves, vibrating at her nerve endings, with a lingering aftertaste. Si Yao's posture became more and more lazy, her beautiful eyes became more and more seductive, and her figure became more charming, like a dangerous beauty snake taking a nap.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Beisu suddenly discovered that the big hand that was controlling her little feet had disappeared. She looked up and saw Mu Nanfeng had already lay down, staring at the ceiling with a frown, wondering what he was thinking about.

Si Yao stretched lazily and slowly stood up. She stood barefoot beside Mu Nanfeng's face, her golden eyes looking down at him, just meeting his deep black pupils' gaze.

Her elegant red skirt swayed slightly, her slender calves slowly rose, and she stepped on Mu Nanfeng's chest.

Mu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, looking up at the high-ranking woman, and said helplessly: "What do you want to do now?"

"I'm so bored."

As she spoke, her soles, which were as soft as a cat's paws, began to climb up.

"..."

Mu Nanfeng looked at the little feet that were getting closer and closer, his forehead full of black lines, "Are you boring, so you want me to lick your feet?"

Mu Nanfeng slapped her feet away, but Cheng Beisu refused to give in.

"Hiss————" Cheng Beisu hissed in pain.

Mu Nanfeng thought the blood curse had struck again, and looked up in worry. Then, Cheng Beisu took advantage of the opportunity and stepped on his face.

"You—Xia! Qing! Ji!"

"do not move!"

Si Yao looked down at the man at her feet, a subtle and playful smile on her lips.

"Come on, Lord Shenwu, lick my feet."

She said this in a tone of reward. Mu Nanfeng was too lazy to play with her anymore, so he stood up suddenly and pushed her over.

"Okay, since I can't think of a solution, I'll just continue practicing."

Mu Nanfeng glanced out the window. The crowd on the other side of the river had not dispersed yet. He turned back and said seriously, "Let's start the dual cultivation."

......

As for dual cultivation, practice makes perfect, and the two of them quickly got into the state.

They sat cross-legged facing each other, with the yin and yang Taoist fire surrounding them.

The Dao Fire sometimes splits into two beams, and sometimes merges into one. They entwine with each other, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, sometimes rising high, and sometimes tending to be flat. Intense and stable are intertwined, pulling up and down, left and right endlessly.

Time is like sand in your hand, and before you know it, it's dusk again.

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng and Cheng Beisu felt something in their hearts, and their consciousness seemed to merge into twin stars, slowly rotating and rising into the sky.

Consciousness broke through the blockade of the realm stone house, passed through the obstruction of the bright red blood mist, and came to the vast sky.

The two looked down at the earth, and all the scenes in the village came into view. It felt like their souls were leaving their bodies, but not really, because their souls were still in their bodies.

Their consciousness sank again, and after walking around the Blood Wolf Village, they came to a spacious house where a dozen little werewolves were sitting upright, with a female teacher holding a book standing in front.

It looks like a school.

"A hundred years ago, a legend began to spread in the Blood River, saying that the soul of a fairy god was wandering on the river. Whoever could find that fairy god would obtain the treasure of the god."

"Sir, does this Blood Immortal's Divine Treasure really exist?" a student asked curiously.

"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."

The female teacher smiled and continued, "In fact, many ancient books in the clan hundreds of years ago have records about Shenzang. They describe the immortal spirit standing on a long sword as black as the abyss, with a broken seal full of divinity floating on his chest, and a blood-red key pattern between his eyebrows..."

Hearing this, Mu Nanfeng was stunned. Divine Fragment Seal? It should be one of the divine sources. Could it be a fragment of the Reincarnation Seal?

There is also the blood-red key, which reminds Mu Nanfeng of the previous conversation between Saint King Cha Luo and Ye Lidong. What they are looking for is called the blood key, and it should be the blood-red key between the eyebrows of the Blood Immortal.

However, Li Dongjun had said before that the blood key was in the Blood Mist Village.

Mu Nanfeng didn't expect to come across some clues about the blood key here.

But in the current situation, he has no way to find this sacred treasure.

"Okay, stop chatting and get into class," said the female teacher.

......

Mu Nanfeng's consciousness rose into the air again, and this time his attention was attracted by a strange scene.

There were ten tall men with fair skin, neither fat nor thin. They walked into a giant colorful flower one by one. It was visible to the naked eye that their chests began to swell slowly from the moment they stepped in.

They knelt on the ground, enduring the pain.

They became 36D

Mu Nanfeng was dumbfounded.

"This..." I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Cheng Beisu's calm voice sounded at the same time, explaining:

"Slave wolves and fox wolves have flat chests. Like human males, their breasts stop developing very early. They do this to provide sufficient milk for their newborns."

"What about the wolf? Wouldn't it be better to use the leader?"

"The alpha wolf needs to hunt, so he doesn't have time."

"..."

In fact, the structure of male breasts is almost the same as that of female breasts. Both have mammary glands, blood vessels, nerves and other tissues, and theoretically can produce milk.

However, because male breasts stop developing early, the mammary glands are not well developed, and there is not enough prolactin to promote mammary gland growth, it is difficult to reach the level of milk production.

But as long as you find a way to increase the body's prolactin, you can...

The colorful giant flower below probably has a similar function, and looking at the breast augmentation method, it is even more advanced than that in South Korea, with no traces of artificiality.

Mu Nanfeng felt that it was a bit eye-irritating and his consciousness rose into the air again. He ran around in this place called a village, but in fact it was as big as a county, and saw many outrageous scenes.

This state of wandering consciousness was not resolved until the next afternoon, when he and Cheng Beisu's consciousness suddenly returned. In their spiritual world, their Nascent Souls became more crystal clear, and the blood-red filth peeled off from their souls, turning into rhythmic light and merging into the spiritual sea.

Mu Nanfeng could feel that his cultivation was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had a vague understanding that it seemed that he was only half a step away from divine union, which was a brand new level.

It was a blessing in disguise. They didn't expect that the blood curse that tortured the two of them could actually help them improve their cultivation.

Just as he was thinking about it, a faint scent of roses suddenly lingered at the tip of his nose. It smelled very good, making his mouth... dry. He opened his eyes in confusion and found that it was coming from the Empress.

"What did you apply? This smell..."

Cheng Beisu also opened his eyes in confusion, raised his hand and smelled it, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "It's pheromone."

"This dual cultivation technique was created based on the racial characteristics of the Blood Wolf Clan. So when the technique is perfected, both practitioners will produce pheromones that attract each other."

She frowned as she explained, leaning forward towards Mu Nanfeng's neck. Mu Nanfeng subconsciously shrank his shoulders but was held down by Cheng Beisu.

Mu Nanfeng leaned against the wall. Seeing her sniffing slowly around her neck, his Adam's apple moved involuntarily: "How is it? What does it smell like?"

The fairy in red skirt pressed the fairy king in white into the corner. She did not notice that her action was inappropriate. She just half-closed her charming eyes and savored the aroma that tempted her taste buds.

Her charming face flushed slightly, and she nuzzled her brother-in-law's slender neck, whispering, "It smells sweet and minty, mixed with a hint of cedarwood."

Is that so... Mu Nanfeng couldn't really smell his own pheromones, so he couldn't help wondering, "Does this smell good?"

"Smells good."

Cheng Beisu's long eyelashes kept trembling, and her cherry-colored lips pressed against Mu Nanfeng's ear and neck, whispering ambiguously, "I like it very much~~"

I like it very much~~

"Lord Shenwu, let me plant my pheromones in you~~" Her tone was as gentle as a cat's, whispering warmly in your ear.

Mu Nanfeng didn't expect that the empress would become so provocative now. He tilted his head and asked in a low voice with rapid breathing:

"What is the effect of planting pheromones?"

Seeing that he didn't like the touch of skin, Bei Su was about to get close to him, sniffed his ear with the tip of her nose and smiled softly:

"It doesn't have any special function, it just marks all the things. However, it should have some special function for Lord Shenwu..."

"what?"

"Doesn't Lord Shenwu have a psychological barrier to skin contact? After being marked, Lord Shenwu will have no barrier to... me."

Mu Nanfeng was stunned: "Okay, then come on."

Before she finished her words, she bit the side of his neck.

Mu Nanfeng tilted his head back, put his arms around the back of Cheng Beisu's neck, and let his ten fingers slide into her three thousand black silk threads.

"Are you ready?" he asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." She buried her head and shook her hair, indicating that she was not well yet.

In fact, he had recovered a long time ago, but this woman started to suck his divine blood again after marking him. Mu Nanfeng's divine blood has now been restored to sufficient levels, so he had no choice but to let her go.

After the injection of pheromones, the frightening discomfort in my heart disappeared. I no longer hated the touch of skin and even wanted to have a deeper contact with her.

While Cheng Beisu was lying in Mu Nanfeng's arms, Mu Nanfeng gently stroked her beautiful back, all the way down to her graceful buttocks, as if he was stroking a noble and lazy cat, although this cat was baring its sharp teeth, sucking the blood from his neck, with a look of enjoyment and comfort on its face.

"Okay, hurry up and get up, now is not the time for you to enjoy yourself."

"Hmm..." She twisted her slender waist and put her arms around Mu Nanfeng's neck.