I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

In response to her words, Hong Linghuan, who had been standing on the periphery, lowered her head and remained motionless. Her face was hidden under her red hair and nothing could be seen clearly.

Xia Qingji narrowed her eyes slightly and stepped forward to push Hong Linghuan's shoulder.

Suddenly, the red-haired woman fell backwards like a powerless puppet and fell on the bed, her red eyes staring blankly at the sky, and the joints of her limbs were twisted in a completely inhumane way.

"I've told you, there's something wrong with Mei Nu and Xiu Huan, and you still don't believe it!" Si Yao leaned lazily on the top of the coffin with her curvy figure, chuckling with her chin propped up.

The fairy in the green skirt had a murderous aura that could not be hidden in her calm eyes. She glanced at Si Yao and asked, "When did you say that?"

"Oh...I said it in my mind." Si Yao shrugged.

"These two bastards!" Xia Qingji said in a cold and angry tone.

"Hehe~" The girl in colorful clothes rolled her eyes, "Fifty laugh at a hundred, what qualifications do you have to criticize them?"

Empress, Si Yao: "......"

Last time, these two stinky foxes imprisoned their master in the Great Wilderness Tower... She still remembers clearly what happened day and night. None of these goddess sisters are good!

Lian Xi?....maybe he had done something extremely bad to the master a long time ago!

The master is so pitiful. It's normal that he is left alone in the end.

But, Master! Don't worry, I will definitely help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering!

At that time, in a world with only her and her master, she would be forced to commit treason, ride on her master, give birth to many cute babies, and then continue to ride on her master, give birth to many cute babies, and then ride again...

Master and Gu lived a happy life like this.

very nice.

......

A slightly dim space.

Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes tightly and pursed his lips, trying his best to tilt his head to the side. He tilted his head to the left, then to the right, and his body twisted like a snake.

But in vain.

The woman's coolness and softness lingered on his neck, and her sloppy and wanton kisses covered the delicate skin.

Boom--boom--

His head hit the wall of the coffin, and he finally freed his hands with heavy breathing and struggled, pressing his aunt's forehead for a moment, but the next moment he was pressed against the wall of the coffin again, bang——

With her hands cuffed and her black hair disheveled, Yuan Bingqi looked at her nephew's disgust and resistance with cold eyes. She slowly leaned close to his ear and said coldly:

"Shenwu, do you hate your aunt so much?"

"What...what?" Mu Nanfeng tilted his head and closed his eyes. His vision disappeared, but his sense of touch and hearing became more sensitive. He felt a cold, soft and wet touch on his earlobe, which was like a kitten licking his ear, but also like an evil snake spitting out an apricot. The cold sense of crisis made him shudder.

"Why are you asking? Don't you know it yourself, nephew?"

In the darkness, Yuan Bingqi lowered her beautiful eyes and held her nephew's wrist tighter. She breathed quickly and leaned close to her nephew's ear, but her nephew's head turned to the side again.

She ignored it and continued to move forward.

He hid and she attacked. The more he hid, the more she attacked.

"Aunt! Are you sure you are doing this to become a demigod?"

Mu Nanfeng couldn't stand it anymore and said hoarsely: "Does it take a kiss to become a demigod?"

Fairy Xian Leng paused, lowered her eyes and ignored his question. After a long silence, she looked up at him and asked, "Shenwu, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Do you hate your aunt so much?" She said in a low, hoarse and cold voice.

Mu Nanfeng pursed his lips and looked up at his aunt helplessly: "No."

Sheng Mei's little face had no expression as she stared at him motionlessly.

He continued seriously: "Maybe I hated Auntie before, but it's different now. Auntie is the person I trust the most in my nephew's heart..."

one.

"So, how could my nephew hate--" Before he could finish his words, his aunt's pretty face suddenly fell. His pupils shrank, and the look of disgust and hatred he showed directly was revealed. He turned his head away.

"..."

He hurriedly concealed his disgust and returned to normal, but it was too late.

The face of the holy and charming woman seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, her holy eyes became more indifferent, and her charming lips curled up into an even more charming and evil smile.

"Aunt...Aunt..."

Mu Nanfeng's scalp tingled, and he quickly explained, "Aunt, you should understand that this is a completely psychological problem for my nephew. It's the same for everyone. What's more, you are... the nephew's aunt, so it's even harder for you to get over it."

"Oh? Are you like this to everyone?" Yuan Bingqi lowered his eyes and said lightly.

"...Yes...Yes."

"You treat Si Yao and Meng Ji like this as well?"

Mu Nanfeng gurgled quietly in his throat and quickly explained: "It's because of their pheromones, fighting poison with poison..."

"Oh, so, Shenwu, you have no resistance to your master at all, and is it because of pheromones?" Yuan Bingqi remained calm, as if asking about an ordinary matter.

"..."

Mu Nanfeng lived in Bengbu and subconsciously looked away.

"Hmm? Speak."

"Master, she is... different."

"What's the difference?"

"Master, she is very special."

"What's so special about it?"

"Master is an exception. Why do you have to keep harping on this point..."

"Oh, so Auntie is not special to Shenwu?"

"..."

"Shenwu, I have one last question for you. Since your aunt and your master are both elders, who do you listen to more?"

Why is this the same stupid question again? Mu Nanfeng tilted his head and didn't want to answer.

Yuan Bingqi didn't want him to answer, and sneered, "You obey your master's orders, but you disobey me many times. Your master hugs you and touches you and you look happy, but I just touch you and you look disgusted. Shenwu, you still say you don't hate me?"

"..."

"Um?!"

Yuan Bingqi held his wrists with one hand and pressed them against the coffin wall, while with the other hand she clamped his jaw and looked down at him indifferently.

Mu Nanfeng felt a sharp pain as his nails dug into the back of his hands and cheeks. He frowned and stared at his aunt. His aunt looked down at him with cold eyes and said:

"What? You have nothing to say?"

Even a clay man still had some temper. He endured the pain, pulled the corners of his lips, and said indifferently: "Since Auntie said I hate you, then I hate you."

Yuan Bingqi's brows furrowed and her expression became even colder.

Mu Nanfeng raised his head with difficulty, leaned close to the Saint Charm woman's ear, and sneered: "Auntie, you are right, you really... make me sick! Very sick!! "

"Boom——"

His head hit the wall of the coffin, Yuan Bingqi's indifferent saint eyes turned completely red, his face flushed, his breathing became rapid, and his expression gradually became crazy.

Mu Nanfeng's pupils shrank into stars, his scalp tingled, he suddenly regretted provoking her like this, and hurriedly shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Auntie! Wait!! I um - no um~~~"

......

......

"Hey, you guys are starting now?"

Suddenly, a charming chuckle sounded from somewhere, the voice was a little muffled, as if it was being covered by cloth.

It’s Hong Linghuan.

Yuan Bingqi let go of his nephew and looked up slightly.

"Cough! Cough cough cough cough--" Mu Nanfeng took a break and gasped and coughed rapidly, breathing heavily.

"Yinghuan! How did you get in?" Yuan Bingqi looked down at her abdomen and frowned.

"Hehe~ Don't let me eat alone, little slave, I didn't expect you to be such a person! So dirty!" Hong Linghuan's laughter was suppressed in the stomachs of the aunt and nephew, and the sound waves that came out made Mu Nanfeng's stomach a little itchy.

"No wonder you have been reluctant to let me return to my original form. It turns out you have this in mind. Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise your conspiracy would have succeeded."

"I have placed special restrictions on the Ice God Coffin, so you shouldn't be able to get in." Yuan Bingqi looked cold and a little confused.

"Tsk tsk, little slave, what are you thinking about? I taught you all these skills! And you also have special restrictions? Humph~"

Hong Linghua snorted twice, "Fortunately, you only know how to kill and kill, and your brain is not very good, otherwise you might have succeeded this time."

"..."

In fact, it’s not that Yuan Bingqi is stupid, it’s mainly because formations and restrictions are not her forte. Her strongest points are sword and knife skills. As long as she gets the Killing God Sword, few people in the world can be her match.

Just chop your way through and it's done. All the formations and magic weapons are illusory.

Mu Nanfeng came back to his senses from his daze, and when he heard Hong Linghuan's charming laughter, he quickly shouted: "Linghuan! Quick! Open the Ice God's Coffin! Save me--"

Before he could even utter the word "go", his voice became hoarse and his heart seemed to stop.

because....

He felt like his belly button was...licked by something?

Wrong...Isn't it an illusion?

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Please understand Xiaohuan. Xiaohuan is really too hungry."

Hong Linghuan laughed excitedly from the bottom of her heart, "Your Majesty, please feed Xiaohuan!"

Mu Nanfeng: "......"

"Hong Linghuan! I did not agree to go with you."

"Oh, are you sure?"

"..."

"What do you mean by not speaking? Do you want me to open the Ice God's Coffin?"

"... Never mind. We are one. I did all this just to become a demigod. It's not a bad idea for you to come along."

......

"Oh!"

The ice-blue coffin made a bang and vibrated again.

The beautiful eyes of the women in black, green, red, palace and colorful skirts all narrowed at the same time and they looked up.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!”

There were several consecutive banging sounds in the coffin. The empress dowager was so angry that her snow-white hair stood up and trembled. She raised her foot and kicked the wall of the coffin angrily, but it did nothing except hurt herself.

"Is there no way to get in?" Si Yao, who was enjoying the fun, asked with a chuckle.

Youqinhua Li had calmed down by now. There was no anger in her clear eyes. She shook her head calmly and said:

"The Ice God Coffin is the most defensive of all the God Sources. Apart from Concubine Mi's Martial God Spear, which may tear the seal of the God Coffin, other methods are difficult to achieve. Even if it is achieved, it will cost a lot."

The women were silent for a moment.

Xia Qingji also regained her dignity and composure. She looked up at the Fairy in Green Skirt without any emotion: "Mei Nu knows the limits. Let's follow the established route and rush to the Fairy Dynasty first."

The Immortal Dynasty is in the north, and its capital is in the extreme north. The journey is long, and even if it is through the galaxy bed, it will take half a month to arrive.

The women sat cross-legged, no longer paying attention to the occasional movements of the Ice God Coffin, and closed their eyes in meditation.

......

The black and white scaleless dragon tail swung around wildly, wrapping around the holy fairy's waist and tightening, but the next moment, it seemed to lose its vitality and lost its strength in an instant.

The dragon's tail drooped to the ground.

Mu Nanfeng's black hair was disheveled and his forehead was covered with sweat. He tilted his head and his face was stiff and motionless. It was the Divine Servant's Order that controlled his body.

Seeing that he was still not obedient and was struggling frantically, Yuan Bingqi lost her patience and simply used the Divine Servant Order to drain all his strength away.