I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

At this moment, Lian You's body slowly sank. She squinted her eyes and reached out to touch the formation membrane. The formation flashed, as if recognizing her identity.

Just when Mu Nanfeng thought she was about to go in, she was also bounced up and was refused entry.

The sword spirit raised its emotionless blood-red eyes and stared at Lian You: "Blood Saint, you have the original bloodline, but your heart has long since betrayed the Blood Saint. People who betray the clan are forbidden to enter the land of inheritance!"

Lian You is from the Blood Saint Clan? Mu Nanfeng looked at her in surprise.

Lian You listened to the sword spirit's words that sounded like a judgment, and laughed softly with a flickering look in her eyes.

"What is the original bloodline?" Mu Nanfeng suddenly asked.

Lian You glanced at him: "Is the Emperor talking to this servant?"

"The Origin Bloodline is the bloodline of the three Blood Saints that is closest to the source of the Long River of Blood."

Chengbei Su Youran, who had recovered from his injuries, explained, "They are Jiuyou, Yongri, and Scarlet. Generally, the strongest blood elves come from these three soul bloodlines."

whoosh-

At this moment, Lian You in the distance suddenly moved and rushed towards Mu Nanfeng. Mu Nanfeng quickly swam back and forth to escape, shouting: "Lian You! If you don't want to find a way to get the Shenzang, why are you staring at me?"

"Lord Emperor has also seen that with the sword spirit here, this servant cannot enter."

Underwater, everyone had lost their skills and had to rely on physical combat. She grabbed Mu Nanfeng's ankle, her eyes bright, "Why not execute the Emperor right here first?"

Mu Nanfeng's pants were about to be pulled down by her. Seeing this, Xia Qingji and Cheng Beisu swam over with all their might. Xia Qingji was angrily trying to pry Lian You's hands apart, but Cheng Beisu just laughed and made trouble, helping Lian You to pull Mu Nanfeng off.

"Cheng Beisu! Who are you helping, you bastard!"

"I will help whoever I want."

Three women and one man in red palace skirts, white clothes and red clothes were wrestling with each other underwater. Mu Nanfeng felt hands everywhere on his body, his head was squeezed, his face was pressed by an unknown object, and he was suffocated and unable to speak.

"Stop pinching my breasts!!"

"Don't--uh--don't take your pants off, assholes!"

"Let go of—uh—Lian You!"

"Lian You! I have a way to gain the sword spirit's approval!!"

"Ok?"

23. Husband, I'm sorry

The chaos finally ended.

Mu Nanfeng pulled his collar to cover his fair skin, then gathered his loose black hair back behind his head and pinned it up with a wooden hairpin. His handsome face was cold and expressionless as he stared at Lian You.

Lian You smiled and said, "Lord Emperor said there is a way to get the sword spirit's approval? Are you sure?"

"nature."

Mu Nanfeng looked down at the blood-red sword in the light curtain, squinted his eyes and said: "But before I come up with any solution, I have a question for you."

"Hmm?" Lian You tilted her head.

"Do the three Holy Kings of the Blood Saint Clan represent the three original bloodlines of Jiuyou, Yongri, and Xinhong respectively?"

Lian You raised her eyebrows, her pretty face was full of playfulness: "Why does the Lord Emperor ask this of me? How can I know about the foreign races over at Qitian Holy Mountain?"

Mu Nanfeng looked at her with a smile. The sword spirit had just said clearly that Lian You came from the Blood Saint Clan. Although he didn't know what secrets she was hiding, there was definitely something wrong with her and she knew more than himself.

"Okay, okay." Lian You looked helpless. "It's okay to talk to the Emperor. The three holy kings of the Blood Saint Clan are Chen Jiuyou, Ling Cailuo, and Hong Yongning. Just as the Lord thought, these three represent the three original bloodlines, Jiuyou, Yongzhou, and Xinghong."

Is it really so... Mu Nanfeng nodded thoughtfully. As he thought about it, he backhanded and suddenly, a residual soul slowly emerged in front of him.

He was a man dressed in a green robe as a scholar.

"Shen Tingbai?" Lian You tilted her head and asked in confusion.

Mu Nanfeng was a little surprised: "You know him?"

Lian You came back to her senses, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and smiled without saying a word.

Mu Nanfeng didn't investigate further. He waved his hand and controlled the unconscious Shen Tingbai to swim towards the light curtain below.

Shen Tingbai is Cai Luo's son, so he naturally possesses Cai Luo's soul bloodline - Yong Zhou. At the same time, he is an absolutely loyal Blood Saint, so he naturally meets the conditions to lift the seal of the inheritance land.

Shen Tingbai half closed his eyes, with only the whites of his eyes remaining. He stretched out his hand like a puppet and touched the light curtain.

Suddenly, the light curtain lit up, and the sword spirit sitting cross-legged in the center of the river bottom had blood-red eyes flashing, staring at Shen Tingbai motionlessly.

The sword spirit was not that intelligent. After sensing the presence of someone who met the requirements, it began to slowly dissipate, as if it had completed its mission.

The light curtain that blocked everyone from entering also dissipated.

however--

At this moment, the blood sword that was inserted diagonally into the riverbed suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light, and a huge suction force instantly formed a spiral.

It was like an underwater storm. Mu Nanfeng's pupils suddenly shrank and he was about to retreat, but it was too late. Everyone had no time to react and were sucked over one after another.

Like a black hole that swallowed everything, in a flash, everything at the bottom of the river disappeared and returned to silence.

......

Mu Nanfeng rubbed his temples with a headache, opened his eyes, and looked around in confusion.

He found himself on land, with high white walls on both sides. Looking up, he could not see the end.

In front of him was a corridor with white walls that stretched as far as the eye could see, and the same was true behind him. He was standing at a three-way intersection, and he could turn a corner by taking a step back. In front of the corner, there was also a corridor with white walls that stretched as far as the eye could see.

This structure reminded Mu Nanfeng of a maze.

He checked his body, and the still blocked meridians told him that he was still in a river of blood.

It was likely that he was sucked into some strange space by the blood-red sword. After making a mark on the spot, he ran forward for a distance and found a new turning. He did not turn and continued to walk forward.

After walking for about an hour, he was surprised to find that he had returned to the marked starting point.

He sighed. How could he ever get to the end of this maze? It was too big.

Just as he frowned in thought, a female voice with a chuckle sounded from all directions: "Lord Emperor, do you want to leave the maze?"

"Lian You?" Mu Nanfeng looked up in surprise.

"It's the servant girl."

Lian You's voice came from nowhere, and she said faintly: "If the Emperor is willing to trust me, I can guide you out of this space, how about that?"

"Don't worry, Lord Emperor, I have no intention of harming you this time."

"Why help me?"

"Lord Emperor, to be honest with you, many places here require Shen Tingbai's soul and bloodline, and you control Shen Tingbai's residual soul."

"Do you know how to leave this space?" Mu Nanfeng asked doubtfully.

"Of course I know. Lord Emperor will know when you come over. I still need Lord Emperor's help in this matter."

Mu Nanfeng frowned. To be honest, he didn't trust this woman very much, but now it seemed that he had no choice but to listen to her and give it a try.

"You say it."

.....

Under Lian You's guidance, Mu Nanfeng soon arrived in front of a vermilion door.

He pushed open the door and saw a bright light. Inside was a hall surrounded by eighteen blood pillars. A blood-red sword was inserted on the round platform in the center of the hall.

This long sword looks exactly the same as the one at the bottom of the Blood River.

Lian You, wearing a graceful red dress with a corset around her waist, stood in front of the long sword, turned around and said with a smile, "Lord Emperor, you are here."

Mu Nanfeng walked into the door and looked around: "What should we do next?"

"Please summon Shen Tingbai."

Mu Nanfeng didn't move, but frowned and said, "You don't want to save him, do you?"

"Your Majesty, you are overthinking." Lian You lazily sat on the steps, her slender right leg crossed over her left leg, her fair skin exposed under her split red dress. She smiled and said, "Although this servant and Ting Bai are old acquaintances, that is all in the past."

Mu Nanfeng was unmoved: "First, tell me what your relationship with him is, and the purpose of summoning him out."

Seeing that the Emperor was asking questions, Lian You had no choice but to sigh and say:

"It's okay to tell the Emperor. Some time ago, I suddenly awakened a memory about my past life. I am actually from the Jiuyou lineage of the Blood Saint Clan. My father is Chen Jiuyou, and my real name is Lian Jiuyou."

"??"

Mu Nanfeng was stunned. Lian Jiuyou? The daughter of Saint King Jiuyou? Wasn't she the Lord Jiuyou that Jiuluo had been looking for?

Mu Nanfeng never expected that Lian You's true identity was this. He remembered that Shen Tingbai's wife was the daughter of the Nine Nether Saint King.

In Shen Tingbai's dream memory, on the night of Shen Tingbai and Lian Jiuyou's wedding, right after the wedding ceremony, Lian Jiuyou went to participate in the reincarnation ceremony and went to Tiannv.

Shen Tingbai always called her Sister You, so Mu Nanfeng had never heard of Sister You's real name. Unexpectedly...

"Are you Shen Tingbai's wife?"

"Ok?"

Lian You was slightly surprised, "How did the Emperor know about this?"

It’s true... Mu Nanfeng was speechless. In Shen Tingbai’s memory and dream, Sister You was still wearing a mask even when she got married, revealing only a pair of red eyes.

Now that it seems like this, Sister You and Lian You’s eyes are indeed similar, except that Lian You’s eyes are black.

"Don't worry about how I know that."

Mu Nanfeng narrowed his eyes and stared at Lian You warily, "You are Shen Tingbai's wife, don't you want to save him?"

“It was so many years ago…”

Lian You's cherry lips moved, her long legs crossed and swayed slowly, her eyes slightly lowered, as if she was lost in long memories.

Mu Nanfeng shook his head: "I remember that you and Shen Tingbai were childhood sweethearts."

Lian You's beautiful eyes narrowed into a slit: "Lord Emperor even knows about this... Yeah, but that's right. I heard that Bai's soul is in your hands, so you should be able to force a lot of things out of him."

She murmured as if to herself, her slender legs slightly bent, and under the hazy dark red material, her graceful curves showed the sexiness of a mature lady.

"So, based on your relationship with Shen Tingbai, how can I trust you?" Mu Nanfeng said in a deep voice.

"Ha~~"

Lian You smiled with narrowed eyes, her white and tender hands slowly twisting the red string hairband, she crossed her long legs lazily, with a strange expression: "Lord Emperor, I am not discussing this with you."

"Um?!"

Mu Nanfeng was stunned, an inexplicable sense of crisis swept over his body. He subconsciously wanted to step back, but the next moment his eyes met Lian You's. Her beautiful eyes turned scarlet without any symptoms, and her pupils turned into circles of spirals swirling inward.

She was like a majestic and cold lioness looking down from a high position, with a cold and stern look in her eyes. It was also at this moment that Mu Nanfeng found that his body was completely unable to move, as if he was being controlled.

The Blood Saint Clan's pupil technique does not require the circulation of spiritual energy in the meridians. Mu Nanfeng did not expect Lian You to have this skill. It's so hateful!

“Da~Da~~”

Lian You chuckled softly, slowly took off her cloth boots, and stepped on the icy palace stones with her snow-white feet. She walked towards Mu Nanfeng step by step with her charming waist.

"My Lord Emperor, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

She stood gracefully in front of Mu Nanfeng, her waterfall-like hair tied with a bright red ribbon at the end, flowing over her slender waist. Her figure was proud and graceful, her pretty face was smiling, and she always exuded a mysterious charm.

She used her slender fingers to lightly hook Mu Nanfeng's chin, put her cherry lips close to Mu Nanfeng's ear, and pressed her plump thighs against Mu Nanfeng's crotch. She did not look like a wife at all.

"It's the smell of the Emperor~" Her cherry lips curved in a charming arc as she sniffed softly at Mu Nanfeng's ear.

Mu Nanfeng's face was stiff. The touch of skin made him subconsciously feel disgusted. His brows were furrowed and he said in a stiff and cold voice: "Okay! I'll let your husband go, don't touch me!"

"Oh?" Lian You raised her eyebrows, and put her arms around Mu Nanfeng's waist from behind. Her delicate hands were dishonest, and she put her lips to his ear and smiled softly, "Master Emperor, do you surrender so easily? Don't resist anymore?"

"..."

"Your Majesty...I, your humble servant, am very sorry..." Suddenly, the voice in my ear became more mature, regretful and hoarse.

Mu Nanfeng tilted his head in confusion and met Lian You's tearful eyes. Mu Nanfeng knew that this was Li Qingci, the empress's loyal subordinate.

Li Qingci's pretty face suddenly moved forward, Mu Nanfeng's neck shrank, and his lips kissed his neck, warm and cool.

Li Qingci was seen whispering "I'm sorry, Your Majesty" while burying her head in his neck and kissing him wildly, her slender hands tightly grasping his chest.

Zumu Nanfeng's face turned pale, he tilted his head back, and pulled Lianyou's messy hair desperately, saying angrily: "Lianyou! That's enough!"

Mu Nanfeng stretched out his hand, released Shen Tingbai, and restored his consciousness.

The man in blue fell against a wall pillar. He opened his eyes in confusion and stared blankly into the sky. He seemed to not understand where he was and was in a daze.