Chi Jiujiu finished dealing with the winery affairs and returned to the manor.
In the world of Dzi beads, at the entrance of the training room.
She stood there looking at her child's father who was sitting quietly in the middle of the room practicing.
His face was as gloomy as water, and his whole body was shrouded in colorful light.
Ajin's aura seems to have become much stronger?
Chi Jiujiu put aside her doubts, took out a mat and slipped over.
She leaned forward and sat cross-legged, ready to practice with him.
"Wine."
Shen Mojin stopped practicing.
He opened his eyes and looked at Chi Jiujiu who was wearing a sundress beside him.
"Hmm...?" Chi Jiujiu looked at Shen Mojin in confusion.
Shen Mojin's lips curled up, "My husband just broke through a small realm and is currently at the third level of the True God Realm."
Above the divine level.
Each major realm is divided into ten levels.
After he ascended, his cultivation level increased threefold in just two years.
He was quite satisfied with the result.
However, cultivation needs to be accelerated in order to cope with unpredictable crises and defeat that wild man.
"No wonder I felt you were a little different when I came in just now." A hint of surprise flashed in Chi Jiujiu's eyes.
Shen Mojin smiled, "Thanks to Wuxie's five-colored stone."
The power of faith cannot be wasted.
Chi Jiujiu said to Shen Mojin tenderly, "Ajin, shall we practice again later?"
She then stood up and put her arms around him.
Her standard fair oval face was deeply buried in the ink-colored collar of Shen Mojin's chest.
She sniffed the long-lost, pleasant lotus fragrance on him.
"……good."
The moment Chi Jiujiu hugged Shen Mojin.
Shen Mojin stretched out his arms and hugged Chi Jiujiu tightly.
Two seconds later, Chi Jiujiu suddenly soared into the air. Shen Mojin carried her like a princess, carrying her step by step towards a bedroom. Jinjiu CP pictures...
In the gray room, on the white bed, under the dim orange warm light.
Two figures were close together.
"Ajin, are you sure you want to continue?" Chi Jiujiu looked at the stern man in front of her with clear eyes. His white clothes were half open, revealing his eight strong abdominal muscles.
The air is filled with the scent of male hormones.
She lowered her eyes slightly and saw that the smooth muscle lines on his abdomen were covered with sweat, as if he had done some kind of exercise.
"Hmm.....keep drinking."
Shen Mojin answered in a hoarse and sexy voice, his deep black eyes filled with irrepressible desire.
When Chi Jiujiu glanced at Shen Mojin's hands, she saw veins bulging. Her whole body was tense, her breathing was heavy, and she was panting like the cow at the entrance of Chijiazhai village.
He...wants to continue?
After Shen Mojin just brought her over.
It was originally just a tender kiss without any desire.
Gradually, when Shen Mojin saw that she did not feel uncomfortable, it turned into an uncontrollable deep kiss, and now it has become a difficult to control situation.
"Ajin, listen to this..."
Chi Jiujiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"What?" Shen Mojin asked in a hoarse voice.
Chi Jiujiu met Shen Mojin's dark eyes and said with a low smile, "You're panting like the yellow cow at the village entrance."
As she spoke, she rolled over from Shen Mojin's slender thighs and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Shen Mojin: “….”
"Then you won't help your husband?"
Shen Mojin's hoarse voice could hardly suppress his passionate desire, and the waves in his eyes surged.
He ignored the words "panting like an ox" and stared at Chi Jiujiu who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a resentful look on his face.
Chi Jiujiu said softly, "Ajin, be good..."
In the moment when Chi Jiujiu couldn't see, a cold and fierce look flashed in Shen Mojin's eyes, and his heart was filled with murderous intent towards a certain wild man.
Wuwang, I will find a way to remove the mark of destiny sooner or later.
"But I, your husband, don't want to."
Shen Mojin's powerful hands brought the sitting woman back into his arms, holding her in his arms. His sexy thin lips held the woman's soft lips and licked them.
He is not a man of lust.
He just has an addiction to alcohol that he can't quit.
Like, what this world describes as skin hunger?
He longed to touch her.
When facing the skin of his beloved, he can't help but feel uncontrollable desire.
"Okay, Jin, I'll help you."
She began to respond to his kisses passionately, grabbing his lips and tongue, licking and kissing his sliding Adam's apple.
Her delicate hands caressed every inch of his body.
"Hmm..." Shen Mojin's body temperature was frighteningly hot, and he was breathing in a low and sexy voice.
“........”
Chi Jiujiu clearly felt Shen Mojin's decline, which was an indescribable experience.
During the pause, she looked at his handsome face with his black eyes closed, inch by inch.
Shen Mojin looked very lustful with sweat all over his face, his long beige hair was scattered, and the messy sweat was on his fair forehead, cold cheeks, and sexy collarbone.
"Jiujiu..." Shen Mojin called out the name that occupied the depths of his heart in a daze.
........
Half an hour later.
The air was filled with the scent of lotus-scented sweat and a faint musk.
Shen Mojin woke up from his daze and looked at Chi Jiujiu with a satisfied and affectionate look on his face.
After one dust removal trick, the room is left dry and clean.
"Ajin, don't you think I just... was blaspheming you?"
Chi Jiujiu lay in Shen Mojin's arms, occasionally stroking Shen Mojin's eight abdominal muscles that felt very good.
"no."
His cold white fingertips gently stroked her face, his expression filled with seriousness that Chi Jiujiu could not understand.
Everything about him, from body to soul, belonged to her. He was afraid...
........
In the underworld.
There is no sunlight here, only eternal darkness, like an endless pool of ink, swallowing up all light.
The black fog is everywhere, blurring the vision and making people lose their way.
The air was filled with the smell of decay and death.
Every breath carries a heavy sense of oppression, as if it is going to crush the human soul.
A tall figure draped in a black cassock stood above the black underworld bridge.
He looked at the endless River Styx, his petal-shaped lips pursed, his expression very solemn.
"Greetings to the Earth Lord!"
"After seven days of salvaging the wandering souls in the Styx, the work has been completed."
At the other end of the bridge, a ghost soldier wearing a black ghost uniform came forward with a serious face to report.
"Yeah." Wuwang withdrew his gaze, looked at the dark soldier and responded softly.
The underworld soldier continued, "Earth Lord, the two Yama Lords ask you to go to the core area of the Styx in half an hour to jointly deal with the karmic rain."
Wuwang: "Okay."
After the underworld soldiers left, Wuwang was thinking about how to deal with it.
After a long time, Wuwang took out a broken blessing cause and effect thread.
He muttered to himself in a low voice, "...Jiujiu, I am taking back my blessings for you and Shen Mojin. These merits will be used to deal with half of the karmic rain..."
In the remaining half, he spent his remaining merits...
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