I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

This time she sucked the blood in small sips. Mu Nanfeng saw that he would not be weak for a while, so he opened the system panel and checked Shen Tingbai's work situation in recent days.

It has been more than half a month since the first check-up, and Shen Tingbai and Hong Mengze's dream world has experienced two more reincarnations.

With each reincarnation, Shen Tingbai's memory will be reshaped and initialized to its original state, so there is no need to worry about the gradual decrease of shame.

Every time Shen Tingbai watched "Mother and Mu Nanfeng", he would generate a huge amount of shame value, starting at at least 20,000.

This shows how heart-wrenching it was for him to watch those scenes.

[Ding~ Hongmengze's second round of power leveling settlement——]

[This power leveling took 5 standard working days, and the total shame value was 8.68——]

[Ding~ Hongmengze's third round of power leveling is settled——]

[This power leveling took 11 standard working days, and the total shame value was 16.11——]

[Second and third round settlement: 24.79w shame value]

[Currently has: 28.47w shame points]

"Whoo~~~"

Finally, Cheng Beisu raised her charming little face, her lips were blood red, her nose slightly raised, and she hummed with satisfaction. Her lazy and comfortable golden eyes met Mu Nanfeng's deep and gentle gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat and she lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the mark on Mu Nanfeng's neck.

A cherry red "妖" character mark was marked on his fair neck, like some kind of erotic tattoo between lovers.

Mu Nanfeng also took a look, then raised his head and said, "Okay, now it's my turn."

Cheng Beisu stretched out her slender white fingers and pressed them on his lips, looking at him quietly without saying a word.

Mu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean? I asked you to mark it, but you don't want me to mark it?"

Of course, a mere mortal also wants to mark me as his property? Cheng Beisu sneered in her heart, smiling without saying anything. From her observations over the past few days, she knew that Mu Nanfeng would not force herself.

"I'm not ready yet..." She whispered softly in his ear, breathing warm and ambiguous words. She knew that this man would fall for it.

However, Mu Nanfeng directly flipped her over and pressed her hands to her head. Bei Su's graceful curves were perfectly displayed, and her red skirt was tightly attached to her. She was stunned, "You——"

"Si Qidi, have I been too nice to you these past few days? Hmm?"

Mu Nanfeng looked down at the charming woman with a foxy face, sneered, then lowered his head and bit her neck.

Cheng Beisu's majestic and charming golden eyes suddenly shrank, and she wanted to struggle, but Mu Nanfeng buried his face in her neck, and the feeling of his body pressing on her made her... very warm...

It's really warm.

Her hands, as slender as snow, climbed up Mu Nanfeng's broad back and embraced his black hair, her soft hands caressing him gently.

Si Yao raised her chin and stared at the void above with her golden eyes slightly narrowed. "Sister, your man is so interesting~~I'm really looking forward to it now. I'm looking forward to your man's uncontrollable anger after he finds out the truth."

Maybe...I can taste your man's uncontrollable anger towards me, your sister, and then press my sister down hard~~hmm~~what does it feel like?

18.Cheng Beisu, are you sick?

Mu Nanfeng raised his head and saw Si Yao's disheveled black hair scattered on the couch. Her face was flushed and she was panting lightly, looking up at him with dazed eyes.

Mu Nanfeng lowered his eyes slightly. From his perspective, he could see that the snow-white and delicate collarbones were like two white jade boats, moored on the icy surface of the snow. Behind them was the outline of the snow-capped mountains shrouded in red morning mist. On the top of the mountain, there were fairy-like snow roses in bud, about to bloom, solitary and beautiful.

Mu Nanfeng helped her straighten her slightly messy red skirt, but his gaze stopped at Si Yao's collarbone. The collarbone was white, and a bright red "Mu" character was engraved on the lower side. This was the mark of Mu Nanfeng's property.

Mu Nanfeng couldn't help but wonder, why did the empress plant the word "demonic" on the side of his neck?

Is it because the empress is riding a yellow horse?

As he thought about it, the faint scent of roses became stronger. He moved his eyes upwards, seeing her flaming red lips so moist and alluring, and he couldn't help but slowly lower his head and move closer.

But a bare hand pressed on his shoulder.

When Bei Su and the man who was so close to her made eye contact, she suddenly asked, "Shenwu Jun, did you have sex with Jun Huan?"

"?"

Mu Nanfeng was stunned. He didn't expect her to ask such a question at this time. He said helplessly, "The Queen Mother and I are master and disciple. It's not the kind of relationship you think."

"Oh, is it so."

Cheng Beisu narrowed his eyes slightly, "But I think the Queen Mother seems to have ulterior motives towards you as her master."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng wisely shut up.

Seeing that he remained silent, Bei Su raised his perfect jaw with her slender hands, her eyes lingering, "Mr. Xia Yuan, your master's taste is really good~~ Let me help you taste it first~~"

She thought jokingly,

Not only did she want to snatch away Xia Yuanjun's sister, she also wanted to snatch away Xia Yuanjun's master. She liked to see the dwarf's angry expression.

Si Yao half closed her eyes, allowed Mu Nanfeng to put her hands on top of her head, and slowly lowered her head.

This time she did not resist. She held her breath and watched the man's thin lips getting closer and closer. It was the first time after all. From the death of her teacher to her becoming a god and sitting on the throne for thousands of years, she was always lonely, high above everyone else, and a god who teased the world.

She had seen countless love stories and thought herself to be an experienced person, but when the time came, she became a little flustered, her breathing became unstable, and her ears turned red.

This is my sister's man, the master of my mortal enemy Jun Huan, but now he is hugging her and about to kiss her...

The stimulating factors teased her sensitive nerve endings wantonly, dancing happily on her body. She opened her golden eyes wide, and her round thighs under the red skirt couldn't help but tightly clamped together, and her white hands climbed up Mu Nanfeng's back.

Time passed very slowly, and at a certain moment, the cold and thin lips finally touched her jaw, but at this moment...

A loud 'boom!!!' startled the two of them. Mu Nanfeng looked out the window, and his eyes immediately turned from puzzlement to astonishment...

Because he saw a fairy in a red dress who looked exactly like Xia Qingji staggering towards him from the distant sky, with a large group of pursuers following behind her.

what's the situation?

He looked down at the seductive woman in a red dress, then looked up at the fairy in a red dress in the distance, then looked down again....

A strange feeling lingered in his mind, and he felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He suddenly sat up and took a few steps back, staring at Cheng Beisu with a cold brow.

The man on her body suddenly left, and Bei Su felt a sense of emptiness. She looked back from the window and said in a dignified tone, "Does Lord Shenwu think I am fake?"

After the two looked at each other for a while, Mu Nanfeng did not speak, but looked into the distance. The fairy in the red dress was already surrounded, holding her long sword and teetering in the air.

"Run to the north." Mu Nanfeng sent a message to the other party.

At the same time, his figure flashed and soared from the pavilion into the sky.

When Xia Qingji heard the familiar voice, she turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the North Blood River.

The Moon God Sword glowed brilliantly, blood splattered the sky, and at the end of the bloody road, a fairy king in white came walking on the moon and hugged her in his arms.

"Shenwu...Lord." Feeling the familiar breath, Xia Qingji's body instantly softened and she lay in Mu Nanfeng's arms, gasping for breath.

"Ah."

Mu Nanfeng patted her on the back and responded softly.

"How dare you come out? Catch him!!"

"Damn it! Don't let him step into the blood river again!"

"Stop him! Stop him!!"

The women were clamoring wildly, but it was of no avail. Mu Nanfeng reacted quickly and immediately flashed back to the river of blood after receiving Xia Qingji.

House pavilion.

Xia Qingji was lying on the bed with serious injuries, staring at the woman in front of her who looked like her, her golden eyes sharp: "Cheng Beisu, why are you here?"

Mu Nanfeng looked back at Cheng Beisu with an expressionless face.

Seeing him looking at her, Si Yao frowned and said in a deep voice, "Shenwu Jun believes the words of this impostor?"

Mu Nanfeng pointed at the Moon God Sword in Xia Qingji's hand, the meaning was self-evident.

"..."

Cheng Beisu was stunned for a moment and almost forgot about this. But when the Moon God Sword appeared in Xia Qingji's hands, Mu Nanfeng actually had an idea in his mind.

"Oh, this has been discovered~~"

Seeing that she couldn't pretend any longer, Si Yao chuckled. She supported her cheek with her hand and leaned lazily on the other end of the bed, with an indifferent expression and a playful smile.

"Sister, you came at a really bad time~~"

Xia Qingji stared at Si Yao with an indifferent expression.

Si Yao's red skirt quietly turned into an elegant palace skirt. Her slender jade legs were faintly visible between the hems of the skirt. She wore thin tea-colored socks on her jade legs, which were painted with characters passed down from ancient times. They were gorgeous but not coquettish, but instead exuded an elegant beauty.

She swung her long legs, her toes slowly hooked up along Mu Nanfeng's calves, and she laughed teasingly in her original voice:

"Shenwu Jun, you have been so kind to me these past few days~~ Tell me, how can I repay you?"

Seeing this woman admit that she was Cheng Beisu, Mu Nanfeng was already stunned. It was as if he was struck by lightning. All the past events came to his mind. What had he done?!

He actually took good care of this old witch for so long, risking his life to give her divine blood, sharing the pain of the blood curse with her, and practicing with her for many days to unite the soul and body, and together they reached the pinnacle of the Yin-Yang Dao, and even almost kissed her in the end...

Mu Nanfeng felt a headache and his temples were throbbing. He slapped Cheng Beisu's seductive foot away and said in a hoarse and irritated voice: "Cheng Beisu! Are you sick?"

Mu Nanfeng got goosebumps all over his body when he thought that the person he had been hugging and cuddling these days was actually Si Yao.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't kiss you just now...

Seeing that Mu Nanfeng's attitude was completely different from the previous two days, and his eyes staring at her were full of coldness and disgust, Cheng Beisu narrowed her beautiful eyes, raised a sneer at the corner of her lips, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from her heart and she covered her chest in pain.

It was almost nightfall, and a hazy blood mist swirled around the pavilion again. The power of the blood curse was multiplied again, and not only Cheng Beisu, but also Xia Qingji felt pain and weakness all over.

Mu Nanfeng ignored Cheng Beisu. He quickly pressed the weak empress into his arms and whispered, "Si Qi, suck my blood."

"Yeah." Xia Qingji responded softly, hugging his shoulders and neck and taking small sips.

Cheng Beisu's forehead was covered with sweat and her face was pale. She stared blankly at her sister who was gradually calming down and feeling comfortable in Mu Nanfeng's arms. Her heart began to ached more and more.

As night falls, the curse of the river of blood continues to intensify!

19. Sleeping together

After Xia Qingji gradually stabilized, Mu Nanfeng began to teach her to practice the Taiyin and Taiyang Dual Cultivation Method, but to his surprise, he was unable to practice this dual cultivation method with the empress.

After he and Cheng Beisu cultivated pheromones to mark each other, he could only cultivate with Cheng Beisu. His consciousness had completely changed into the shape of Cheng Beisu and he could no longer merge with Xia Qingji.

There was no other way, Mu Nanfeng had to continue using the divine blood to alleviate the empress’s symptoms.

Fortunately, the blood curse that Xia Qingji suffered was not as serious as that of Cheng Beisu, and the blood production speed in his body was fully able to keep up with the consumption speed.

The fairy in white and the fairy in red sat hugging each other at one end of the couch. The moonlight from outside poured in, illuminating them brightly.

The woman in palace skirt at the other end of the couch was hidden in the darkness. She leaned weakly against the wall, sweat pouring from her forehead, and stared at the man and woman in front of her with an expressionless face.

At this time, Mu Nanfeng was practicing the dual cultivation technique, her whole body was wrapped in white flow, but because she deliberately restrained herself from merging with her, the Yin-Yang fish in the entire space was split apart, and she leaned against the black world.

Quietly, the luxurious classical long skirt swayed slightly, and the long legs that were faintly visible underneath stretched forward. The couch was not big to begin with, so she hooked her arms around Mu Nanfeng's calves, and her graceful toes under the tea-colored thin socks slid along Mu Nanfeng's knees and slowly slid up.

In the darkness, there was silence except for the sound of sucking blood. Mu Nanfeng felt the temptation of the silk fabric. He slowly raised his head, his eyes without any emotion, frowned and kicked the fox's long legs away.

The black and white airflow of the Yin-Yang fish, which had originally blended slightly, collapsed again and separated into two ends.

Cheng Beisu chuckled softly and said nothing more.

Mu Nanfeng discovered her identity and the fact that she pretended to be his sister to seduce him, but Mu Nanfeng did not get angry as she expected, or he did not pick her up in a rage, press her against the cold wall, and beat her severely to punish her, teaching her a lesson for this shameless bitch.

Instead, he was too lazy to pay attention to her and ignored her.

How dare he ignore me...How dare he! How dare he...

Cheng Beisu clutched her chest and her whole body began to curl up. She felt more and more pain. Even though she was practicing the dual cultivation technique, the effect was greatly reduced because there was no one together. By midnight, the pain went straight to her bones and soul.

She gritted her teeth in the darkness, but no matter how painful it was, her face was covered in sweat and her hair was wet, but her golden eyes were always staring ahead, staring at her sister and him.

But she couldn't bear the pain anymore, her vision became blurred, and her consciousness fell into a vortex of darkness.

She had a dream.

A dream about the past.

After her teacher died, she slaughtered the human merchant group that slaughtered her family. The next day, a woman came to the snow mountain and claimed to be the national teacher of Dayan and said she needed her help.

She was brought by that woman into the human kingdom, the Dayan Dynasty.

The woman took her in as her apprentice and brought her into the palace. In the palace, she met the empress, the mother of the country, and her daughter, the princess.

The princess' body was dead, but her soul was being nurtured in a special instrument. Because she died in the womb, she had no self-awareness of her soul's image, so the princess' soul was just a mass of air invisible to the human body.