Maowugui narrates some things that have happened in the past three thousand years, each of which makes people sigh and lament the changes in the world, things have changed and people have changed.
"The power outside the territory is huge and there are many saints. The monks in the Hunyuan World of the Lost Beads are simply unable to compete with them. Many strong people have hidden themselves to conserve their strength. Some have fled to the stars, and some have hid in various secret worlds. , some lived in seclusion in the mountains, I took the strong men from the Tomb Palace and fled to the Kingdom of Heaven, so I lost very little." Mao Wugui said.
At night, the moonlight shines, reflecting patches of silver scales on the sea surface.
On the seaside, Feng Feiyun stood among the lush shrubs, with bright fireflies flying over the surrounding fields, making it look extremely peaceful.
"Seniors Shu Huang and Xue Ying died in battle on the Road to Heaven." Feng Feiyun said.
Mao Wugui nodded, with strong hatred in his eyes, and said: "It's the Pope of Vanishing. Even the Immortal-breaking Bow and the Meteor Saint Arrow were taken away by him. It's a pity that his cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Holy Spirit." The pinnacle of the ancestral saint, even the palace master can't do anything to him."
Mao said honestly: "The forces of the Fan Mie Sect have taken control of the entire human territory. The Pope of Fan Mie is sitting in the Chaos Celestial City, worshiped by all living beings, and is unrivaled in the world."
Feng Feiyun said: "Then do you want to kill him?"
Mao Wugui and Mao Laoshi turned their heads at the same time, stared at Feng Feiyun, and said in unison: "Even the palace master can't do anything to destroy the Pope. This is an eternal giant, and we can't kill him at all."
"You don't have to do it yourself to kill people. You can also kill people with a borrowed knife." Feng Feiyun said.
Fire burned in Maowugui's eyes. Based on its understanding of Feng Feiyun, this guy was going to start tricking people again. He squeezed his paws tightly and said: "What are you going to do? Do you want me to ask the master of the palace?" Get out of seclusion.”
Feng Feiyun said: "There is no need to alarm the Palace Master. To deal with a small character like Pope Fan Mie, our power is enough to trick him to death."
"Small role."
"Damn it, you're telling me, as long as I can kill that old guy, I'm willing to go to the mountain of knives and into the sea of fire," Mao Wugui said.
Feng Feiyun said: "When the obsession of the ancient divine phoenix disappeared, the Immortal World Pearl was handed over to me, but my cultivation must reach the seventh level of the Holy Spirit to refine the power of the Immortal World Heritage Pearl. That means I If your cultivation reaches the seventh level of the Holy Spirit, you can instantly become an immortal."
"What, you have the relic of the immortal world in your hand, is it true or not?" Maowu Gui was startled, his mouth watered with laughter, and he almost pounced on Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Don't care whether this is true or not, you should go and spread the news personally now. The more people know about it, the better."
Mao Wugui calmed down and nodded understandingly, "I understand, you are not planning to use the Immortal Relic to trick Brahma to destroy the Pope. The Holy Spirit is not a fool. If it is a fake Immortal Relic, the Holy Spirit's thought will If you can tell the difference, no one will believe it."
"You don't need to worry about it. I will naturally have a way to make the world believe that the relic of the immortal world is in my hands." Feng Feiyun said.
Mao Wugui and Mao Laoshi left one after another. They were still very interested in playing to death and destroying the Pope, and they were very motivated.
Feng Feiyun stood on the beach, listening to the sea breeze. At some point, on the other side of the sea stood a fairy in white clothes, carrying an ancient sword on her back, with silky hair, bathing in the moonlight, and her skin was as beautiful as ice jade.
Under the moon, a fairy stands near the sea.
Feng Feiyun stared at the beautiful woman on the sea and said: "Yiyi, I haven't seen you for three thousand years, but you are still so beautiful."
On the sea, clouds and smoke rise, and a bronze boat floats on the water.
Xuanyuan was wearing a white silk jade robe, sitting on the boat, beautiful and pure, playing with his jade fingers, boiling a pot of wine on the boat, the wine in the purple sand wine pot emitted wisps of white smoke, the wine The fragrance floats across the sea.
"Miss Luofu is actually just fighting with you. She doesn't really want to go against you. You shouldn't be so harsh on them, mother and son." Xuanyuan stared at the wine glass with his starry eyes, his red lips were shining, and he couldn't explain it. Beautiful and touching.
As a wife, it is actually quite generous for her to say such things.
"I know everything." Feng Feiyun smiled.
Xuanyuan gently rolled up his sleeves one by one, revealing two delicate jade-white arms. He filled Feng Feiyun with a glass of wine, and then filled a glass for himself. There were wisps of fairy clouds lingering around his body, and even the wine The middle image has a bit more of her sweetness.
Feng Feiyun took a gentle sip and said, "I met your father on Tongtian Road."
Xuanyuan held the wine glass with both hands, already holding it to his lips, but immediately stopped, stared at Feng Feiyun with a pair of clear and bright star eyes, and sighed, "I knew this day would come sooner or later, he... He has told you everything."
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "He said that he hopes that I can take good care of you, and he doesn't want you to carry as many things as him."
The sea water lapped at the boat, making a swishing sound.
Xuanyuan put the wine glass to his lips one by one, drank all the wine in the glass, his white jade cheeks turned as pink as a peach, and then poured himself another glass, "Then what will you choose now? .”
"You should drink less." Feng Feiyun said with concern.
"You lied to me, and you still care about me." Xuanyuan Yiyi's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and sparkling tears flashed in his pupils.
Feng Feiyun hugged her fragrant body into his arms, gently caressed her delicate cheeks with his fingers, and said: "I know you have never lied to me. Xuanyuan married Feng Feiyun one by one, It's because Xuanyuan Yiyi doesn't want to be a saint, she just wants to be Feng Feiyun's little wife."
"I have never lied to you. Everything I say to you comes from the bottom of my heart. You know that I have never lied to others." Xuanyuan Yiyi put his head on Feng Feiyun's chest and whispered. Yuyu, a pair of slender jade arms hugged Feng Feiyun's waist.
This was the first time she took the initiative to hold Feng Feiyun.
At this moment, she was either the Water Moon Saint, or an unapproachable fairy, or just a little woman in Feng Feiyun's arms.
Feng Feiyun held her head in his hand and kissed her two red lips.
Xuanyuan Yiyi felt like she was being shocked by electricity. Her black and white starry eyes widened and her eyelashes trembled. She felt Feng Feiyun's tongue break out of her mouth. An unprecedented tingling feeling suddenly spread throughout her body. .
She was breathing rapidly, holding Feng Feiyun's robe tightly with her jade fingers, passively enduring Feng Feiyun's intrusion.
Although the two have been married for a long time, they had always respected each other as guests. This was their first real physical contact and a passionate kiss.
For Xuanyuan Yiyi, he originally practiced meditation and swordsmanship. His state of mind was extraordinary and he did not need flesh and blood to satisfy his physical desires. This was the first time he tasted the forbidden fruit.
She knew that since she was married to Feng Feiyun, this day would come sooner or later, and she had been mentally prepared for it. But when it actually came, she was still extremely nervous and her heart beat very fast.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Feng Feiyun released her.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was a little absent-minded, with glistening saliva on his lips. He quickly drank a glass of wine. His body became numb and he fell limply on the boat. His cheeks became even redder. He kept panting and said softly: "Are you done? "
"The ceremony of husband and wife, this is just the beginning." Feng Feiyun said with a smile, "Yiyi, how about you be my woman tonight."
Xuanyuan understood the meaning of this sentence one by one. He pinched his sleeves tightly with his jade hands, extremely shy, and then nodded.
Feng Feiyun laughed loudly, picked up Xuanyuan one by one, laid her flat on the boat, untied her gilt belt, took off her robe, revealing a beautiful body.
Her skin is delicate and white, and her figure is extremely slender. Her plump breasts are wrapped by a palm-width moon-white inner placket, but you can still see the half-bowl shape under the inner placket, emitting a faint fragrance.
"Yiyi, you are so charming. The saint's delicate body is indeed more beautiful than other women." Feng Feiyun stared at the jade body of the saint under him, and gently touched her white chest with his palms. On top of it, from the deep ravine between the twin peaks, to the sexy collarbone, slender neck, and rosy fair face, every part of the skin is as delicate and smooth as silk.
"Hey."
Xuanyuan Yi's pair of slender jade legs were criss-crossed, and his body was tense. His plump breasts were rising and falling. He pursed his red lips and said, "Are you done?"
"It hasn't started yet."
Feng Feiyun took off all the clothes on his body and placed them on Xuanyuan Yiyi's jade body. His hands reached into the moon-white inner lapel and kneaded the pair of soft and firm jade peaks.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was like a little white rabbit being pinned down by a big bad wolf. His body was trembling, his breathing was getting faster and faster, and he felt as if his whole body was about to melt.
Feng Feiyun also had a dreamlike feeling. He never dreamed that one day he would be able to hold the Water Moon Saint in his arms, strip her naked, touch her jade body, and feel like a little woman. His whole body was shaking.
Why do men like beautiful women?
Because, every man has desires in his heart. If every man has no desires in his heart, then human beings will soon become extinct.
Doesn't man's desire save the entire human race? Isn't it the most sacred thing in the world?
"Tonight, the fairy is covered in dust and will be eaten by a mortal like me." Feng Feiyun held Xuanyuan's slender jade waist with his hand, slid his fingers down, penetrated into her lower body fur pants, and touched a lush patch of Zhimao.
"You...are good or bad..."
Xuanyuan Yiyi's pair of slender jade legs clamped tighter, her jade teeth bit her red lips tightly, and she was so beautiful.
"One by one, one by one."
In the distance, there was a sound that could not be penetrated by the wind, and a slender purple shadow flew from the sea, calling Xuanyuan Yiyi's name.
"Damn it, why did she come here?"
Feng Feiyun felt extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he should have sealed off this space and not allowed anyone to break in. He didn't expect to be interrupted at such a critical time. The desire and fire all over his body were suffocating. inside the body.
Feng Feiyun quickly pulled the robe over and put it on his and Xuanyuan's bodies.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was ashamed and frightened, and buried his face under Feng Feiyun's chest, leaving only two jade-white ears and a head of beautiful long hair exposed.
Liu Suzi was wearing a long violet dress, her jade legs were looming, and she flew down onto the boat. Her hair reached her waist, her waist was slender, but her chest was extremely high. She glanced at Feng Feiyun who was lying on the boat in confusion, and said : "What are you doing, Yiyi."