Normally, she would only stay in the Zhulong Ring.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Only occasionally, when Chu Xiu asked her about cultivation-related issues, would she come out of the Zhulong Ring.
Chu Xiu also entered a state of long-term seclusion.
When he was tired from practicing, he went out to refine high-level formation disks for the Ye family. The business grew bigger and bigger, and the Shen Yuan Stone flowed into his small world ring like running water.
Brother and sister An Jiujiu and Chu Tiange often come to Tiansu Peak.
Ordinary days pass quickly.
Thousands of years have passed by in a blink of an eye.
...
This day, early morning.
Die Qingge and Anjiujiu come together.
After breaking through to the quasi-emperor, Die Qingge's cultivation progressed slowly. Most of the time, he was preparing self-sealed treasures of heaven, materials and earth.
As for An Jiujiu, her cultivation has already reached the peak of the Holy King, several levels higher than that of Chu Xiu.
: "Sister-in-law Qingge, are you ready?"
An Jiujiu held Die Qingge's arm and frowned slightly.
She wore a well-tailored white robe, although it was loose, it could not hide her slim figure.
Compared with the immature state when she first met Chu Xiu, she was less bookish and more calm and graceful at this time.
Die Qingge has not changed much.
She is still wearing a gorgeous black dress, half of her shoulders are exposed to the air, her skin is as white as gelatin, her figure is curvy, and she has a slender waist.
Sensing An Jiujiu's worry, Die Qingge smiled sweetly and patted the back of her hand.
: "Don't worry, the chance of success in self-proclaimed emperor is still very high."
: "And you, Brother Chu, are in charge of it personally, so what do you have to worry about?"
The two of them chatted about each other.
Soon we went up the mountain.
From a distance, I saw Chu Xiu sitting alone in the pavilion drinking tea.
Coming closer.
: "Brother Chu..." An Jiujiu trotted over.
: "Here you go, sit down first!"
Chu Xiu motioned for the two women to sit down.
Pour spiritual tea for them respectively.
: "Hasn't she returned yet?"
Die Qingge asked softly while holding a tea cup filled with white mist.
Of course Chu Xiu knew that the woman she was referring to was Lao Si Ji.
"Well, it's been a thousand years and she has never come back." Chu Xiu held the teacup, put it to his lips, took a sip, his eyes were half closed, and he sat there like an old monk in meditation.
: "But I guess she will be back soon."
: "The Sky Continent will then usher in the era of Emperor Taisu."
The longer we stay in this era.
He could clearly feel that he was becoming more and more out of tune with this world.
It's not just him.
Even Die Qingge, An Jiujiu could detect the changes in him.
This world, time and space are constantly rejecting Chu Xiu.
Finished a cup of tea.
An Jiujiu excuses himself to leave, leaving space for Chu Xiu and Die Qingge.
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Die Qingge stood up, took long steps, and her waist-length hair swayed slightly with her movements. She came to Chu Xiu, hooked her jade arms around his neck, and sat on his lap, leaning against him like a docile kitten.
in his body.
Smell the alluring sweet fragrance emanating from the woman.
Feel the coolness and amazing elasticity of your delicate body.
Chu Xiu stroked her long hair as smooth as satin.
: "I found a time stone for you. After proclaiming yourself, your time will completely stop flowing. In this way, you will be much safer than other self-proclaimed strong men."
: "Thank you, husband~" Die Qingge's heart warmed slightly and she leaned her head on Chu Xiu's shoulder.
Chu Xiu held her cold catkins.
: "Your heart is not at peace! But are you worried that something will happen to you?"
For a strong quasi-emperor, self-proclaimed is undoubtedly a reincarnation.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless strong men in death and seals.
Needless to say, its failure rate and danger are needless to say.
Otherwise, there will not be so few strong men in future generations.
certainly.
There are also some powerful beings who don't worry about dying in the seal at all.
Just like Luo Qingyu, a peak quasi-emperor.
Compared to Luo Qingyu.
Die Qingge’s foundation is really too shallow.
With her strength, the death rate after entering the seal is not high, but it is not low either.
: "It's not that I'm worried about the seal failing."
Die Qingge shook her head, her red lips opened slightly, and she exhaled like a orchid.
: "When we go to the next era, the sea has turned into a mulberry field, things have changed and people have changed, who can still remember me..."
: "What I'm most worried about is that it will remain sealed for millions of years or millions of years to come."
: "By then, my husband, you will be gone, sister Jiu'er will be gone, and everyone I know will be gone. That kind of loneliness will be the most chilling."
Chu Xiu pinched her erect part and grinned: "Don't worry, if you don't wake up in a hundred thousand years, I will personally wake you up."
:"Um--"
Die Qingge smiled. She had a pretty face, and when she smiled, she had a different kind of charm. Coupled with her noble status and powerful strength, her temptation to men was inextricable.
exclaimed.
Die Qingge just reacted.
He was picked up by Chu Xiu.
:"do what?"
The sleeves of her skirt slipped down, revealing two fat-like arms wrapped around his neck.
Die Qingge's red lips were slightly open, and her pair of peach blossom eyes as bright as stars sparkled with water.
Chu Xiu looked down at her, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a bad smile.
: "It's been a hundred thousand years since we've been apart."
: "The separation is imminent, I think it is necessary..."
: "What's very necessary?" Die Qingge's pretty face turned red.
Of course she knew what Chu Xiu wanted to do.
However, it was broad daylight and Anjiujiu was not far away, so she felt a little embarrassed.
: "Husband, alas~"
Die Qingge blushed and glared at Chu Xiu angrily, shy yet charming.
This sound, husband, is so soft and waxy that it melts and penetrates the soul into the bones.
The cry made Old Demon Chu tremble.
My legs are so weak.
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Just let Lao Siji take advantage of him.
How could this old demon be manipulated by you, a goblin?
Chu Xiu thought bitterly.
Golden Dao patterns were densely covered under his feet, and he ducked into the cave.
boom--
The palace door closed heavily.
now.
An Jiujiu is teaching Xiao Fuyue to learn human writing.
She stood by the river, with her hands behind her hands, looking at the rolling river, her pink lips lightly parted, and chanted: "Pity the grass growing beside the brook, with orioles chirping in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat for the wild crossing."
Self-imposed."
Xiao Fuyue was lying behind her, shaking his head like a worldly and sour scholar, with a look of intoxication on his face.
: "What a wet poem!"
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Three days later.
Chu Xiu and Die Qingge left together and came to the depths of Shiwan Mountain.
Standing at the entrance of the valley with beautiful scenery and the fragrance of birds and flowers.
Chu Xiu turned his head and asked, "Qingge, are you sure you choose this place as the sealing place?"
:'Actually, you can choose to be self-proclaimed in Butterfly Mountain.'
Die Qingge shook her head and held Chu Xiu's hand, "I have worked hard over the years, and I have paid back the debt I owe Dieshan for the childbirth."
: "Come alone, go alone."
: "One hundred thousand years later, there will be no more worries between me and Dieshan..."
: "One hundred thousand years later, I will just be your Taoist companion."