Lady, you don’t want to be corrupted by the devil, do you?

"My sister is such a chicken-hearted person. The master just wants to go together as a couple, but my sister doesn't want to." Jiang Yibai lay beside Zhou Jiuyu's legs, covering her red lips and whispered.

"You are willing to do that?" Nan Mengling retorted subconsciously.

But she regretted asking this question. She forgot that Jiang Yibai was really willing.

"Why shouldn't I be unwilling? I just want my master to be happy." Jiang Yibai said indifferently.

"You are so shameless. You like being a man's pet so much?" Nan Mengling was a little upset.

"To be precise, I just like being my master's pet. What's wrong with that?" Jiang Yibai said confidently.

This is something she has long recognized and accepted. She likes to be her master's pet. If she is not treated excessively, she may even have withdrawal reactions.

"You, are you so cheap? Liking... you shouldn't be so cheap." Nan Mengling held Yu Ling tightly, frowning.

"Chingy? I don't think this is cheap. This is the way my master and I get along. I am willing and he is willing too. There are no outsiders here and no one is watching me, so I should kneel down... If there are outsiders, my master will also say that I am his wife, and that is enough for me. I am not greedy... It's just that my sister seems to be very greedy." Jiang Yibai glanced at Nan Mengling coquettishly, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Shameless slut!" Nan Mengling muttered, feeling quite angry.

"You have no right to say that to me." Jiang Yibai's brows furrowed. She slowly raised her hand, and a scarlet light turned into a big hand pressing towards Nan Mengling!

Nan Mengling's face was cold. He broke it with one sword, then held Yu Ling and confronted Jiang Yibai: "You want to fight me too?"

"I don't mind fucking you first before fucking Shen Tanya." Nan Mengling said in a low voice coldly.

"Master, look at her..."

But facing the murderous intent from Nan Mengling, Jiang Yibai just lay on Zhou Jiuyu's legs and cried, pointing at Nan Mengling aggrievedly.

But Zhou Jiuyu didn't dare to do anything to Nan Mengling, so he could only rub Jiang Yibai's head.

Nan Mengling watched her husband stroking Jiang Yibai like he was stroking a kitten or a puppy. For a moment, the sword intent was rippling throughout the entire tower, and the black and white cyclone made people feel only boundless coldness.

"You..." Nan Mengling pointed the sword at Jiang Yibai, but couldn't say a word.

"Zhou Jiuyu, just live with this cheap bitch under your feet! Don't even think about getting into my bed!"

Nan Mengling rarely said anything so extreme, but at this moment she really couldn't help but speak angrily. She turned and walked away, biting her lips tightly.

"There is no chance for me to climb onto your bed, Mengling. I don't even know if I can survive." Zhou Jiuyu smiled bitterly.

Nan Mengling tightly held the feather spirit in her hand and walked forward angrily, but after a few steps she suddenly turned back and walked towards Zhou Jiuyu: "Hold your face over here."

"it is good…"

Zhou Jiuyu did as he was told.

Snapped--!

Nameng Ling slapped him mercilessly.

Then there was another slap!

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

After slapping Zhou Jiuyu five times in a row, Nan Mengling finally stopped. A faint white light of spiritual power appeared in her hands, and she gently rubbed Zhou Jiuyu's bleeding face:

"It's just a slap in the face for a woman, but you still owe me. Just because I can't live without you doesn't mean you can play with my feelings like this."

"I'm sorry..." Zhou Jiuyu could only sigh helplessly.

"Saying sorry is useless. You can't give up on them, and I can't leave you. You can be so confident and complacent. I am the woman who will die if I leave you... But I am not your pet. I am your wife."

Nan Mengling watched the bleeding wound on Zhou Jiuyu's face heal, then she put down her little hand, raised Yu Ling again, cut the heel of a gold, silver and jade chair in the high tower, dragged it to the side of the throne with a cyclone, and sat there alone.

She closed her eyes gently: "I'm tired, Jiang Yibai, you'd better not disturb me."

"Just go and do what you are going to do next. I don't want to be a widow, sir."

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Author's words: 2k/4k

Go get a courier

Autumn Moon (Part 2)

283The second dream begins.

The Shura field was finally calmed down, and Zhou Jiuyu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and think carefully about how to deal with the second dream that was about to come.

Last time, I entered the Dreamland without any preparation, and as a result, my spiritual energy could not be restored, which was very uncomfortable.

So this time he thought of a way to deal with it. Since his spiritual energy could not be restored after entering the Dreamland, no matter what buffs he added to himself or what abilities he used, they would eventually become ineffective due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy...

Then it is better to get a conceptual god-like talent all at once.

"Extreme enlightenment once a day."

As Zhou Jiuyu finished speaking, the spiritual energy in his body was quickly drained, but correspondingly, he also gained the talent of "ultimate comprehension".

This understanding is of little use to him in reality. After all, he can already make his words come true. So what is the point of having extreme understanding?

But this is very useful to him in the dream. What he has realized is his own, right? He can use it even without psychic powers. Isn't it reasonable?

After all, the concept of "extreme enlightenment once a day" is only such a short sentence. How to operate and use it specifically depends on his own imagination, right?

"Meng Ling, do you have any sword skills you can teach me?" Zhou Jiuyu suddenly asked.

If you do it once a day, then a day in reality and a day in a dream don't count as one day, right? So take advantage of this opportunity and get one for free.

As for why he didn't just give himself first-class swordsmanship? Because it would drain him out immediately, and he wouldn't be able to sustain it after entering the dream. The upper limit was there, and if he encountered a god-level person, he would have no power to fight back.

“Why do you suddenly want to learn this?” Nan Mengling was a little surprised.

"Can you show me some sword skills? I want the strongest one." Zhou Jiuyu said seriously.

"Sir, are you sure you are not kidding me?" Nan Mengling pursed her lips. She was still sulking because of the recent incidents of her being stolen by multiple women, so she did not look at Zhou Jiuyu in a good light.

In the past, she probably wouldn't even ask and would just listen to Zhou Jiuyu in everything.

But now...if she doesn't fight for it, other women will ride on her head!

"I'm serious." Zhou Jiuyu said.

"it is good."

Nan Mengling didn't ask any more questions. She just picked up Yu Ling and stood up. After a while, a pure cyclone danced along with her sword. There was not a trace of supernatural power mixed in this sword technique, only pure sword intent.

The snow-white robe rippled slightly in a clever circular arc as the long sword broke through the space, outlining her mature and charming figure perfectly. The sword intent and the beauty of the body were integrated into one, which made Zhou Jiuyu fascinated for a moment.

It wasn't until Na Mengling stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him that he came back to his senses. He smiled lightly and said, "It looks good."

"I know I'm good-looking. Do I need you to tell me that?" Nan Mengling turned her head away, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised.

Zhou Jiuyu gently closed his eyes. His extreme comprehension came into play at this moment. He had already engraved in his mind all the sword techniques, sword moves, and sword intent that Meng Ling had just displayed, and could reproduce them again.

He stretched out his hand and grasped Yu Ling, and the same sword intent as that of Nan Meng Ling just now rippled from his body. Then he slashed at the dragon head decoration on the tower. In an instant, the high-density dragon head was directly shattered into fragments, and a huge crack appeared on the heretical metal wall behind it.

"..." Nan Mengling suddenly fell silent. She had always believed that she was gifted and unique in the world. In modern terms, she was a Feng Aotian.

But she never thought that her son was a complete idiot. She remembered that he had never learned swordsmanship, but just by watching her sword dance, he had directly mastered first-class swordsmanship...

But being with him, there were so many unreasonable things that she was too lazy to think about them.

"It's time to start the next dream."

Zhou Jiuyu took a deep breath and was ready at this moment.

Just at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.

There is only one person who can send him a message at this time.

[Xiaolu: Your dream this time has reached a score of 50, but time is running out. You should know how long you can live.]

【Zhou Jiuyu: Then can I ask you now, what exactly do you want to do? 】

[Xiaolu: No, but seeing how tired you are, I can give you a reward]

【Zhou Jiuyu: What?】

【Xiaolu: Feel it carefully for yourself?】

[The other party sent you a picture]

Zhou Jiuyu opened the picture, took a look at it, and then his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It's not that he, who has been through many battles, would still react to pornographic pictures, but...

This picture is still a selfie of Xiaolu. She is only wearing a pair of denim hot pants, with only a bandage wrapped around her flat chest. It looks cool, but that is not the point. The point is that she made a gesture, holding an air rolling pin in her hand...

This is not the most important point. The most important point is that he really felt a small hand moving around in his pants!

The problem is, Nan Mengling and Jiang Yibai are still by his side. If he is discovered...

[Xiaolu: Are you afraid of being discovered? Then you have to hurry up~]

【Xiaolu: How's the reward? Is it okay? 】

【Xiaolu: Which one is more stimulating, my hand or the hands of the two people next to you? 】

【Zhou Jiuyu: You don’t think this will change the subject, do you?】

【Xiaolu: What about this? 】

[The other party sent you a picture]

The new picture shows the lower half of Xiaolu's face. She looks very small and delicate, with perfect cheek curves slightly raised, rosy lips and teeth slightly open, revealing cute and attractive little fangs, and a slightly curled red tongue.

That's not the point, the point is, it's not just the picture, it's the actual feeling...

Zhou Jiuyu couldn't help but shrink his chest, but it was useless. He just felt like he was being toyed with by an invisible tentacle monster...

He was helpless against this tentacle monster...

But don’t say it, I really can’t stand it…

[Xiao Lu: Close your eyes quickly. When your dream ends, in addition to becoming a god, I will give you other more wonderful benefits~]

[It’s not worse than your wives, it’s just more exciting…]

Zhou Jiuyu gave up completely. After all, it was really exciting, and if he continued to ask, Xiaolu would never tell him the purpose...

The physical pleasure continued, and this dream was probably the most wonderful one he had ever experienced...

Darkness invaded my sight.

Everything in the Dreamland appeared before his eyes again, but this time... everything was different.

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Tokyo Island, year 2065, Miss Akizuki's coming-of-age ball.

Inside the top floor of Tianhao Restaurant, everything looked extremely magnificent. Celebrities from all sides were dressed formally and toasted each other with their glasses.

In a corner of the dance party, a boy with short hair and 1.5 meters tall came out pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was a brown-haired girl with a slender body wrapped in a white cotton dress. The girl's eyes were a little dim, and the moment she saw the light, she couldn't help but lowered her head and coughed violently.

And at the moment when the brown-haired girl was pushed out, everyone's eyes turned to her.

This included Zhou Jiuyu's gaze. He appeared silently among the crowd. He looked at everything at the dance party, and finally his eyes stopped on the girl sitting in the wheelchair. Her pale appearance made his heart palpitate slightly.

He remembered the energetic brown-haired girl with a gentle smile three years later. What she looked like three years ago in this world... was this the case?

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Author's words: 2k/4k

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284 Are You That Bad and Unfaithful Man Called Jiuyu? !

With the appearance of Marina Akizuki, everyone in the ball started talking about her. This was inevitable.

"Look, that's the eldest daughter of the Qiuyue family. She is indeed disabled."

"She is more than disabled. It is said that she is a bit mentally ill. She started to have problems when she was in junior high school.