Their foreheads touched, and a warm touch came between their eyebrows. Their breathing intertwined, and their eyes were slightly closed.
The next moment.
Chi Jiujiu successfully invaded Shen Mojin's sea of consciousness. In the vast ocean, the fur ball stood tremblingly on a suspended dead branch.
The sea was rough and the white ball of fur had a hard time keeping its balance.
Its smooth and soft fur was stained with a little blue sea water. The water droplets slid down its fur and returned to the sea, creating faint ripples.
"Kumi..."
The furry little ball made a crisp sound from its mouth, and its eyes turned upwards, as if looking for the figure of the black eagle.
Suddenly, a black eagle swooped down from the sea and let out a cry in the direction of the white ball.
"Jiujiu, get on your husband's back."
Shen Mojin's hoarse and pleasant voice came from far away in the sea.
At the same time, the black eagle also dived onto the water surface.
Its outstretched wings skimmed across the water and touched the dry branches under Maotuanzi's feet.
"Kumi..."
Maotuanzi fixed his eyes on the broad back of the black eagle.
The little yellow feet bent and jumped up with all their might.
Then the fur ball flew like a small cannonball to the back of the black eagle in a second, and rolled several times before stopping.
At the moment when the soul and body touched.
In the pink-toned room, two people were lying on the bed facing each other with their foreheads touching, their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Chi Jiujiu's lips were bitten and blood was oozing out.
A sweet scent lingered in the man's nostrils.
Shen Mojin's blood seemed to be ignited and boiling.
"Bang—bang—bang—"
His heart was beating like thunder and drums, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Shen Mojin's breathing became heavy and rapid.
Right now.
Shen Mojin's sea of consciousness incarnates into a vast ocean, which then stirred up huge waves.
The two souls - the white ball of fur and the black eagle - were happily playing on the surging waves.
"Hmm..." Suddenly, Shen Mojin couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
The man's extremely seductive voice came into his sea of consciousness from the outside world.
Chi Jiujiu couldn't help but feel excited.
"Jinjin..." Chi Jiujiu softly called out Shen Mojin's nickname.
"Um……"
The feeling brought by dual cultivation of mind and soul is far more acute than physical entanglement.
When the two souls touched playfully, a soul-trembling tingling sensation swept over them like a tide.
Shen Mojin's sculpture-like face began to flush, and his body seemed to be drugged.
"thump!"
The excitement lasted for a moment, and the fur ball suddenly slipped off the black eagle's feathers.
Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed into the surging sea with a splash.
Crash...
The fur ball was soaked and its eyes rolled back.
After a few waves hit it, its furry, water-resistant body was completely submerged.
This scene happened in a few tenths of a second.
The black eagle was squinting his eyes and enjoying the touch of the white ball. When he realized that his wife had fallen off...
Mao Tuan’s wife had sunk to the bottom of the sea and gradually disappeared from Shen Mojin’s sea of consciousness.
Maotuan: Dead...
outside world.
Chi Jiujiu felt a sharp pain in her heart and passed out within a few seconds.
"Jiujiu!!!" Shen Mojin's hoarse and anxious voice resounded throughout the vast ocean.
“…” No response.
The black eagle's eyes quickly swept across the sea, but there was no sign of Tuanzi.
It drilled into the seabed again to explore, but still found nothing.
"Cough..." A woman's light cough was heard from the real world.
Shen Mojin immediately withdrew his spiritual sense and his narrow black eyes suddenly opened.
When he looked at Chi Jiujiu in his arms.
But suddenly he saw blood flowing out of her mouth and her breathing was unusually weak.
"Wine!"
Shen Mojin's expression suddenly changed. He turned over and sat up, then carefully laid Chi Jiujiu flat.
He quickly grabbed her wrist and pressed his index and middle fingers together to check her pulse.
"Fainted from angina?" The redness at the corners of Shen Mojin's eyes faded.
Underworld. Ksitigarbha Palace.
Wuwang was wearing a dark red cassock and holding a mysterious golden staff in his hand.
He crossed his legs and sat on the black mat like a steady mountain.
Opposite him, two old men in gorgeous black robes sat upright.
They are East Hell and West Hell respectively.
Dong Yan said, "Earth Lord, the evil spirits and monsters in the Underworld have been captured, and the Eighteen Layers of Hell are being repaired.
But the remaining ghosts and monsters are numerous and wander around in various realms.
I hope the Earth Lord will lead five thousand ghost messengers to continue to capture ghosts and spirits in various realms to prevent further chaos."
Then, Xi Yan also echoed, “Leave the underworld to us.
Due to the karma caused by this unrest, it is estimated that in ten days, the underworld will suffer from a karmic rain equivalent to that of a million years ago.
Please ask the Earth Lord to quell this unrest as soon as possible.
Return to the underworld within ten days to face this karmic rain together."
Wuwang nodded slightly, "Okay."
His voice was not loud, but the majesty contained in it made people dare not ignore it.
Dong Yan sent a signal, and soon a large number of underworld soldiers wearing blood-red underworld uniforms were waiting in an orderly manner outside the Ksitigarbha Palace.
The three of them stood up and walked towards the door, with Wuwang walking in front.
Just as he stepped out of the door, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
puff……
His slender body was slightly bent, and his brows were furrowed.
"cough!"
He took out a handkerchief and covered the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't stop the fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and coughed up blood again.
Little Tianji...
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