I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

"Hey, hey! Chu'e, you haven't asked me yet?" Si Yao found that this woman had asked everyone but left her out.

Youqinhuali turned around, her clear eyes indifferent: "You don't have to go."

"!" Si Yao choked, and her golden pupils subconsciously glanced at Mu Nanfeng, but Mu Nanfeng's face was blocked by Chu'e's big lotus, so she couldn't see.

She quickly turned her gaze away, changed her position and lay lazily on the bed, her long white legs tempting people, and chuckled: "Go, why not? It's boring to stay in the Kingdom of God anyway, it's time to go out for a walk."

Since her reincarnation, Luo Shenyi has been restricting her range of activities for decades, allowing her to move only within her own temple and not leave Yingtian City for more than a thousand miles.

As a result, she had already suffered internal injuries from holding it in, and could only look for mortals in the kingdom of God to play gambling games all day long. She was tired of seeing all the ugly behaviors they displayed for those few chips.

None of those mortals could beat her, it was so boring.

As for Mu Nanfeng... this is the toy she has staked everything on and invested a lot of money on! She can't just lose it like this!

Yes, we can’t lose him!

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but recall the absurdity of the Great Wilderness Tower a few days ago, and the weakness and unbearableness of Mu Nanfeng, the idiot, after being repeatedly ravaged by her and her sister...

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but frown, and she squeezed her legs together under her palace skirt, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The sour addiction was there and not there, spreading from her lower abdomen to the tip of her heart. She raised her slender eyebrows with a strange look on her face. This feeling...

Do you want it again?

She was breathing heavily. Was this the feeling of wanting something but having to endure it? She found that she actually liked this itchy and tangled feeling...

She longed for the idiot Mu Nanfeng to lift up her noble long legs, but she had to endure the desire and couldn't be so... obvious!

It's not going to work...

This feeling, this feeling...

"Be careful!" Mu Nanfeng exclaimed.

It turned out that when Qin Huali turned around and was about to stand up, she accidentally lost her balance and fell onto Mu Nanfeng.

pat-

Mu Nanfeng was lying on the bed, feeling pitch black and having difficulty breathing. However, the refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers lingered around his nose, making him intoxicated.

He subconsciously hugged his master's graceful waist, and then clearly felt his master's soft body stiffen for a moment.

'Snapped--'

His hands were slapped away, and the master was roughly pulled up by the women working together.

"There's a Qinhua raccoon!!" Hong Linghuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"I didn't stand firmly." Youqin Huali shook her head lightly and explained, her cold temperament remained the same, and she said softly, "Xiaofeng, did I hurt you?"

"...No problem." Mu Nanfeng pursed his lips. He was a little confused about what his master meant.

The fall just now seemed intentional...but Master, is he such a person?

But what was this? Seducing him in public?

What happened to the agreement to strictly observe the etiquette between master and disciple?

Youqinhua Li straightened the messy blue lotus cloth on her chest, her deep blue eyes remained calm, she raised her head and continued, "Let's move on to the second thing now."

There was no other choice, so Cha Yanyue had to secretly step on Mu Nanfeng and sit down beside him.

Mu Nanfeng turned his head and was met with the vicious gaze of the tea girl.

Forget it, I won’t bother with you, Mu Nanfeng glanced away silently.

"The second thing is about resurrecting Xiaofeng's mother Yuan Qingcheng and Si Yaomingji's biological mother Chengliji."

Youqinhuali looked at Yuan Bingqi, "Mei Nu, transfer Yuan Qingcheng to the Galaxy Bed, and return to the soul together."

Fairy Mi Li raised her hand and a long ice-blue cabinet appeared in the air.

Looking at the Ice God Coffin, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she turned back and said calmly: "The Ice God Coffin was originally used to seal the True God and the Evil God, and it is very powerful. Now my strength has not yet recovered, and I cannot unseal my sister's body."

"Hmm, I forgot about that..."

The fairy in the green skirt frowned slightly, "The seal of the Ice God Coffin uses a demonic killing force, which cannot be broken by a true god, but none of us have regained the status of a true god."

Lost in deep thought, Hong Linghuan glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Mu Nanfeng:

"How about letting your Majesty give it a try? Your Majesty's divine blood is very effective against evil, so maybe it will also have a miraculous effect on my killing power?"

Everyone was stunned, and then they all realized that Hong Linghuan actually had something else to say.

That is, Mu Nanfeng's divine wood dragon phoenix body was transformed from an artificial divine body. The artificial divine body is also called the law divine body. It is a divine object left over from the first era. Its blood possesses the nature of a true god even when one's cultivation has not reached the true god realm. It is very mysterious.

"Okay, then I'll try." Mu Nanfeng patted his sleeves, stood up, and took the slender hand extended by his aunt.

Yuan Bingqi pressed her other hand on the coffin wall, and suddenly, ripples appeared on the ice-blue coffin wall like water waves. She stepped in, and Mu Nanfeng followed closely behind her and disappeared.

......

The space inside the coffin narrowed. Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes and found himself lying on his back in pitch darkness.

ding~~~

There was a clear sound like water hitting rocks, and rows of dark blue ice and fire lit up on the top of the coffin. Only then could he see clearly that this was really inside a coffin!

He originally thought that the Ice God's coffin was a small alien space with its own world...

A hand, cold, bone-chillingly cold. Mu Nanfeng held it doubtfully. It seemed to be a human hand, slender and smooth. The coolness penetrated into his bone marrow along the palm of his hand.

As if thinking of something, he tilted his head stiffly.

A woman in a water-blue fairy dress, with a plump figure, pretty face but not without charm, was lying flat on his left hand, her beautiful eyelashes, which were covered with ice, drooped, and her pretty face was dotted with a little ice-blue star snow. She was celestial, cold and beautiful, and she was so beautiful that she could topple a country.

"Boom-"

Just as Yuan Bingqi was about to raise her head, the back of her head hit the top of the coffin with a loud thud, and she had to bend down and lower her head again.

huh~~

The burning warm breath touched Mu Nanfeng's nostrils, causing his black pupils to shrink slightly. So, so close!

The veil on the aunt's cheeks flew up with the wind, then fell down, covering his forehead. The faint light shone through the white veil, and he could clearly see the aunt's red and tender lips slightly opening and closing under her crystal nose...

"Hmm~"

A muffled groan came out from the red lips that were so close, and the cold tone was slightly numbing.

Mu Nanfeng's heart stagnated, and he was subconsciously disgusted. He wanted to stay away, and he frowned and turned his head away.

The pure white veil was pulled down by his sudden movement and floated down slowly.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

The slightly warm, sweet fragrance still hit his nose and lips. He shrank his neck and slowly turned his head, only to find that his aunt's beautiful eyes were staring at him coldly.

"..."

"Aunt...too, too close." His lips opened and closed, with less than two centimeters between their lips.

Yuan Bingqi didn't say anything, but just continued to stare at him. Her cold gaze slid along the wing of his nose to his lips and chin, then slowly lifted up, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly.

Mu Nanfeng leaned back as far as he could, tilted his neck slightly, half-closed his eyes, and felt frightened. He always felt that... something was wrong with his aunt...

Noticing his nephew's subconscious resistance, Yuan Bingqi lowered his eyes and said coldly:

"Alright, what are you still standing there for? Use your divine blood to drip into Sister's abdomen and see if you can dissolve the seal in her body."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng came back to his senses and glanced at the narrow space. It seemed that it was not easy to operate...

Take a day off

I have something to do at home, so I'm taking a day off today. I'll also be sorting out my ideas for the next volume.

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70. I can’t wait any longer

Mu Nanfeng tilted his head and looked, and could barely understand the patterns of the formation on his mother's body.

It was an ice-blue light net pattern spreading from the bottom of the coffin, tightly binding the remaining soul in my mother's body and the meridians throughout her body.

The Ice God Coffin was not originally used to seal the dead, but to deal with evil gods.

Therefore, the method used to seal Yuan Qingcheng's soul inevitably has some side effects. For example, Yuan Qingcheng's soul is completely frozen, and the entire spirit body is covered with a layer of icy killing power.

"The belly button is not the center of the formation." Mu Nanfeng asked doubtfully.

Yuan Bingqi nodded calmly: "Yes, the heart and mouth are right, but the only way for the divine blood to enter the heart and mouth is through the mouth. But..."

She glanced at Mu Nanfeng, paused and stopped talking.

Mouth...Mu Nanfeng naturally couldn't give Yuan Qingcheng blood through his lips, so he nodded, "Okay, then stomach..."

Before he could finish his words, Yuan Bingqi interrupted him, "But there is a way."

"what?"

"It would be fine if I were the intermediary."

She had a blank expression on her face. “I will suck your blood and then pass it to Qingcheng.”

Mu Nanfeng widened his eyes and was stunned for a moment. Although it was a bit strange, this seemed to be the best way.

"Okay..." He nodded.

"What are you sucking?" Auntie suddenly leaned over and pulled his collar apart, exposing his collarbone and even his entire fair right shoulder. "Suck this?"

The aunt asked calmly in a low, charming, yet bone-chilling voice.

The space inside the Ice God Coffin was extremely cold. Even a cultivator with a divine body like his would shiver in the cold.

Mu Nanfeng felt even colder due to his aunt's sudden pull and without the protection of the warm fairy clothes, and his shoulders shivered slightly.

Hu~hu~

The burning warm breath hit his shoulder, his mind shuddered, he subconsciously shrank his shoulders, and looked at his aunt with strange eyes.

Yuan Bingqi placed her slender hands on her nephew's shoulders, raised her eyes calmly, frowned and rebuked, "Hmm? I'm asking you a question, where did I suck?"

As she spoke, she pinched her nephew's shoulder in her palm, which felt firm yet smooth.

"..."

Mu Nanfeng felt inexplicably tense in his heart, pursed his lips and frowned, "Don't pull it, and are you stupid? The effectiveness of the blood on the shoulder is already very low..."

"How do you talk to me?" Yuan Bingqi frowned and spoke coldly, while deliberately pulling her nephew's collar down.

"You--" Mu Nanfeng was about to scold her, but then he changed his mind and realized that the Divine Servant Order was still in the hands of his aunt, so it would be better not to provoke her.

Holding his breath, he said expressionlessly, "The blood from the throat and heart is the most effective. Little slave Yuan, just suck my blood from the throat and heart."

"How can you call me by my name? Call me Aunt!" She frowned and looked down at him.

Their eyes met, their lips touched, Mu Nanfeng pursed his lips and tilted his head, whispering, "...Auntie."

As he called out respectfully, Yuan Bingqi lowered her lips and buried her head in her nephew's neck.

The smooth and soft hair mixed with warm breath hit the skin on his neck, and his aunt's steady breathing rose and fell in sync with his heart.

Lying on top of him, he could feel his aunt getting closer and closer, goose bumps popping up on his neck. He stretched his neck and held his aunt's head, "Wait... wait a minute."

Yuan Bingqi raised her head, her beautiful cold eyes fixed on him, her charming face calm, "What's the matter?"

"Don't you think..." Mu Nanfeng glanced awkwardly at Yuan Qingcheng on his left hand, "Mom is right here, and it's not good for us to do this."

"Do you still care about these superficial things?"

Yuan Bingqi frowned slightly, "You and I have no blood relationship, and we are already husband and wife, so why are you being so shy at this time? What's more, we are doing this to save my sister, there is nothing wrong with it."

"..."

Seeing his aunt's calm look, Mu Nanfeng felt that he was indeed being shy, but... he was still mentally averse to contact from his aunt.

Just being pressed down by his aunt was enough to make him feel very resistant, let alone the intimate touch of biting his throat.

I was annoyed, but I could only nod helplessly, "Forget it, come on - uh -"

There was a slight stinging pain, and Mu Nanfeng frowned slightly. He subconsciously put his hands on his aunt's shoulders, wanting to push her away, but fortunately he held back.

He gritted his teeth, tilted his head, and looked at his mother beside him to distract himself.

My mother was wearing a vast aqua blue fairy dress, and her whole body was shrouded in a layer of celestial and noble temperament.