I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

Cha Yanyue and Youqin Huali also narrowed their beautiful eyes and glanced calmly at the three mother and daughters on the bed, feeling surprised.

Hearing about someone for a long time is worse than meeting them in person. Chengli Ji is indeed worthy of the title of peerless beauty, and her peerless beauty is no less than that of a goddess.

However, Youqinhuali did not think much about it, but raised her eyes to Siyao calmly, and said coldly: "I am Chu'e, not Luoshen Yi."

Si Yao was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Why, you haven't completed your human cultivation yet?"

"It's not finished yet." Youqinhuali shook her head slightly, her voice light.

Youqinhuali and Luoshenyi are both Chu'e, but they are different. Youqinhuali awakened her Chu'e memory after entering the Red Moon World, while Luoshenyi knew from the beginning that she was Chu'e.

Of course, it can also be directly understood as Luoshen Yi is Youqinhuali who has never met Mu Nanfeng, and is also the most original goddess Chu'e who has never lost her memory.

After Youqinhuali awakened and understood her mission of practicing humanity, her physical senses became connected with Luoshenyi's, but her memories, emotions, and cultivation were completely independent.

The goddess Chu'e, the goddess of Luo River Yi, and Youqin Huali are all one-third of Chu'e's soul and have equal status.

When the three paths of heaven, earth and man become one, their memories, emotions and cultivation will be integrated.

Before this, Luoshen Yi was Luoshen Yi, and Youqinhua Li was Youqinhua Li. The only thing they had in common was that they both thought they were Chu'e.

"Interesting. So, that kind of emotion is what you are cultivating in your current humanity?"

Si Yao looked excited and guessed that if it was love, it would be much more interesting. She really wanted to see Chu'e, the little bitch, sticking out her tongue and rolling her eyes!

"Master-disciple relationship." Youqin Huali had a calm expression. She was tall to begin with. She reached out and rubbed Mu Nanfeng's hair, then said calmly, "Xiaofeng is my disciple."

"..."

Cheng Beisu had naturally heard of this before, but he did not expect that Chu'e would choose this to practice, and he found it boring.

Mu Nanfeng found that there were five women squeezed on the bed at once and felt something was wrong. He came in silently and let his master rub his head.

"Snapped--"

However, just as Qinhua Li was enjoying the rubbing, her soft hands were slapped away and the red-skirted empress stood quietly in front of her.

The fairy in green skirt slightly frowned her soft and delicate brows and stared at Xia Qingji quietly, their black eyes and golden pupils meeting silently.

There was dead silence on the bed.

Among all the goddesses, Xia Yuanjun is the shortest, while You Qinhuali and Xia Qingji are undoubtedly the tallest. If the jade crowns and hairpins on their hair are included, they are even slightly taller than Mu Nanfeng.

They looked at each other, and sparks seemed to explode in the air.

The green skirt is fairy-like, cold and noble, while the red skirt is domineering and majestic.

The Immortal King in White tilted his head and pretended to be dead. He admired the magnificent scenery of the space-time channel. The irregular lines were colorful, and countless lines without ends were twisting and mixing wildly outside the bed curtain. It was magnificent and weird, and it made people feel suffocated when looking at it.

Mu Nanfeng did feel a little suffocated...

The tea girl blinked at the unusual atmosphere, her eyebrows curved like crescents, she smiled sweetly, and then hugged Mu Nanfeng's arm.

The large cup of milk tea pressed down on her. She leaned close to Mu Nanfeng's cheek, her gentle and virtuous eyes blurred, and she murmured with longing: "Sir, Xiaoyue misses you so much~"

The fragrance hit him, and Mu Nanfeng frowned. He subconsciously wanted to push her away, but fortunately he restrained the impulse of inexplicable disgust.

Xia Qingji instantly ignored Fairy Youqin and stared unkindly at Mu Nanfeng's left arm that had fallen into the abyss.

But unexpectedly, she just looked a little cold and didn't say much, her dignified little face was indifferent.

"Okay, let's get down to business first."

Mu Nanfeng pushed the tea girl aside and spoke at the right time. He looked at the master and the tea girl with a stern face and asked, "Where is my aunt?"

The two girls pursed their lips.

"Forget it, tell me about the Immortal Dynasty."

.......

Their experience of going to the Immortal Dynasty to find the Snow Ginseng Doll and the fragments of the Samsara Seal was almost the same as Mu Nanfeng's speculation.

Yuan Bingqi had already caught the fragment of the Samsara Seal, but the fragment had become a spirit and was very slippery, so it managed to escape.

When Yuan Bingqi chased after them, he only saw a group of people in black robes standing in a teleportation formation. They disappeared in an instant and the fragments were taken away by them.

Fortunately, there were still a few high-ranking black-robed men who had not left. Yuan Bingqi eavesdropped on the conversation for a while, and unexpectedly heard Hong Linghuan's true identity and part of the matter of opening the seal of the immortal skeleton.

So she returned to the base and discussed with several other women and decided to let Hong Linghuan hunt down those black-robed men under the pretext of taking back the reincarnation seal. Then she accidentally learned her true identity, and finally joined the Jiuluo Society after going through all kinds of things...

To a certain extent, Mu Nanfeng felt that his aunt and the others did have a tacit understanding with him. Although they were living in different places and had no discussion at all, they arranged for an undercover agent to enter the Jiuluo Club at the same time.

According to the current situation, Xinghong and Jiuyou are both his people, so Mu Nanfeng is not in a hurry to track down the Jiuluo Society, let alone to the end of the long river of blood.

After all, there is still a blood key missing from Bainachuan. He doesn't know where Bainachuan is, and he is too lazy to find out.

Just let Li Dongjun go find it.

Let Li Dongjun collect three blood keys and three bloodlines, then...

Pick the peaches yourself last!

The Emperor's divine body?... This may be the key to the system's proactive showdown with him at that time. Mu Nanfeng's black pupils flickered and he fell into deep thought.

In fact, when he was fighting with Saint King Cha Luo just now, he left a very hidden spell mark on Cha Luo's sword, which contained some information.

He plans to...incite Cai Luo to rebel as well!

This way you will be foolproof.

Of course, to incite a demigod-level Saint King to rebel, ordinary means cannot be used, so he is prepared to be a bad guy!

"So, you still haven't told me where my aunt went?" Mu Nanfeng came back to his senses from his deep thoughts.

Miss Tea pursed her lips and said, "After entering the long river of blood, we met Jun Huan, um... that is, the Queen Mother Si Nan of Da Xia, the short one... She wanted to fight with us as soon as she saw us. There was no choice but for Mei Nu to stay and deal with her, and let us go first. I guess they are still fighting now..."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng was silent, and shook his head helplessly, "Let's go and find them first."

......

The flying bed drove out of the black hole of space and instantly appeared in the sky thousands of meters high with thunder and lightning.

"Boom!!!"

Thousands of silver snakes of lightning and thunder are swimming between heaven and earth, forming four majestic dragons that are circling the universe.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed, and the girl in colorful clothes was hanging barefoot in the center of the terrifying thunderstorm, with her hip-length snow-white hair flying wildly like a white-haired witch who was destroying the world.

"Roar!!!"

The giant tail swept up the clouds and its roar shook the sky.

A scene of apocalypse.

"Hehe~ Little slave sister, are you going to be a coward?" The girl in colorful clothes curled her lips, looked around, and laughed softly.

As the words fell, clouds and thunder roared, and an endless blue and white holy light suddenly bloomed from the brow of a thunder dragon.

Crack—layers of azure ice steps appeared between the dragon head’s eyebrows and turned into heavenly steps for gods to descend to the earth, extending all the way down. A sword fairy in a white dress standing with his hands behind his back suddenly appeared at the top of the steps.

She has a fairy-like temperament and an inhuman coldness all over her body, but her pretty face makes her temperament very strange, half like a holy goddess and half like a seductive demon princess.

Her beautiful eyes were dim, and her slender white hands formed graceful hand seals. An ice lotus blossomed layer by layer at her fingertips, like an immortal ice lotus that stubbornly grew in a dark and narrow space.

The ice lotus quickly stretched out and turned into a huge god-killing spear, the tip of the spear flashing a sacred yet terrifying golden light.

It's really crazy! Mu Nanfeng saw that these two goddesses were serious about this, and it could really kill people!

"Junhuan, since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish."

"Well, then I would like to thank you first, little slave sister~~"

“Boom——” “Stop it, everyone!!”

The sudden appearance of the annoyed male voice made the White-haired Witch and the Cold Fairy pause and stop subconsciously.

"Master!"

The petite empress dowager turned her head, and the murderous intent in her golden eyes disappeared instantly, instead shining with a crystal light of joy. She shouted, stomped her jade foot on the dragon head, and whooshed towards Mu Nanfeng like a white lightning tiger.

Mu Nanfeng's footsteps flashed, and the girl missed her target and fell flat on her face.

"Master?!" Aunt, Master, and Tea Girl were all shocked and confused at the same time.

The empress sneered and watched with narrowed eyes.

Si Yao also narrowed her beautiful eyes, with a teasing and strange light in her eyes. She discovered that seven of the nine goddesses now had a close relationship with Lord Shenwu!

Really...interesting! Si Yao sneered in her heart, this stinky man is indeed problematic! Maybe he deliberately approached them! Tsk, let me see how I can dig out your secrets!

Hiss——Just as she was thinking about it, her slender waist trembled, and she couldn't help but squeeze her long legs covered by the palace skirt. She bit her lips lightly, it was really... this bastard was too strong just now.

Her butt is still numb and painful from the spanking.

She did not use her spiritual power to relieve the numbness and pain. She wanted to let the humiliation remain forever. She wanted to feel the humiliation carefully, remember it in her heart, turn the humiliation into motivation, and finally take revenge severely!

hiss--

So comfortable...painful!

"What master? Who is your master?"

Youqinhuali drew out the Youqin sword, placed it across the neck of the girl in colorful clothes, and asked in a cold voice.

The girl fell to the ground, her colorful skirt blooming like a flower. She blinked, raised her head and smiled: "Hee~ guess it."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grasped the tip of the sword, and pushed it open carefully bit by bit.

"Xiaofeng." Master narrowed his beautiful eyes.

Mu Nanfeng stood in front of the Queen Mother and said helplessly: "Master, Xiaojun... is also my disciple..."

Youqinhuali's eyes were as calm as water and quiet as a lake. To Mu Nanfeng's surprise, she did not get angry and scold him for being an evil disciple or anything like that. It might be because there were so many people here and she didn't want to embarrass him.

Youqinhuali took a deep breath, shook her head and sighed, looking at her disciple with her dark eyes: "Honglinghuan, Xiayuanjun, there is no third one, right?"

Mu Nanfeng got goosebumps all over his body when she looked at him. He quickly shook his head and said seriously, "No more, only two disciples."

"Do you know that I am a sister to them?"

"...I didn't know it before, but I know it now."

Mu Nanfeng was complaining in his heart, "Plastic sisters, right? No, even if they are plastic sisters, they are not as scary as you. When they fight, every move is fatal."

"It's good to know. Let's forget about Yuhuan. As for Junhuan..." Youqinhuali narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl behind her disciple, and said lightly, "Xiaofeng, you'd better not repeat the same mistake as Yuhuan. Remember?"

Mu Nanfeng looked at his master's serious expression, and finally answered honestly: "Disciple will remember this."

Xia Yuanjun became more and more unhappy as she watched from behind. Although she had known about the relationship between Qin Huali and her master for a long time, she was still annoyed by the way her master lowered his head and looked submissive in front of Chu'e.

"Humph, Chu'e, you are still as nosy as before."

The girl in colorful clothes stood up and snorted, "It's not your turn to intervene in what happens between me and my master."

"I am now your Lord God, your elder sister, and with the relationship with Xiaofeng, I am also your grandmaster."

Youqin Huali had a calm expression, but her voice was not cold. Instead, she spoke softly and slowly, "Junhuan, tell me, do I have the right to manage you?"

People often say that fairies have pure skin and bones, which is not without reason. For a holy fairy like Youqin Huali, who is revered as the second goddess by the Immortal Dynasty, arrogance is cast in her bones.

But now that she has awakened the memory of Chu'e, the arrogance in her bones has unknowingly been revealed, and she has become more and more like Luoshen Yi.

Beneath those calm and peaceful eyes lies an arrogance and aloofness that despises everything.

Xia Yuanjun hated Chu'e's look the most. She snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with this hypocritical woman. She jumped and hung directly on Mu Nanfeng's waist.

This time the distance was too close and Mu Nanfeng didn't react, so she hugged him.

With her legs tightly clamped around his broad waist, the empress dowager's pretty little face was buried in his neck and rubbed randomly, itchy and soft, her waist-length snow-white hair swaying, she clung to him like a crying kitten, whimpering softly,

"Master~ Master~ Master~ Grandmother is so fierce, does she want to expel Xiaojun from the sect? And Master, your aunt wants to kill Xiaojun as soon as they meet. If Master hadn't come, Xiaojun would have really been killed by her, ah~~ um~!" Mu Nanfeng slapped the girl's rosy little face and pushed her away.

"You lie without thinking. How did I hear that you were the first to start?" Mu Nanfeng found that none of these goddesses were normal gods. They lied continuously and had no bottom line. They didn't act like goddesses at all.

Mu Nanfeng was thinking, and just as he looked up, he met the cold gaze of Master's aunt. He pursed his lips, patted the empress dowager's slender waist, and said seriously: "Okay, get off the master."

However, the girl in colorful clothes would not listen.

"Mmmm~ Master! It was obviously me who mocked the little dwarf first. I always pretended to be a gentle and considerate sister, but in fact she - um -"

The girl's mouth was covered. It was Cha Yanyue who stood behind her, covering her mouth and nose, smiling, and said coldly: "Come down."

"I won't!" She clasped Mu Nanfeng's waist and back tightly with her legs and hands.