After a fierce struggle.
Wuwang held her in his arms, washed her, and then lay back down.
Chi Jiujiu's waist was sore and weak at this moment. She leaned her head against Wuwang's hard abdominal muscles, and her hands were wrapped around his waist and back...
Wuwang Zecheng was half leaning against the headboard, and he used his big hands to straighten her messy hair.
"Rest for a while, then we'll continue our dual cultivation."
Wuwang opened his lips slightly, his voice hoarse after indulging himself.
The redness at the corners of his eyes hadn't completely faded.
Looking at Chi Jiujiu's eyes, besides full of possessiveness, there was also a hint of imperceptible paranoia and madness.
Chi Jiujiu's gaze fell on the other person's waist and kidneys.
After a while,
She whispered, "Adong, your body... is in good condition, but you must exercise restraint." Her voice was hoarse after screaming for mercy.
The gap between her cultivation level and Wuwang's is too great, and she is unable to achieve orthodox spiritual and physical dual cultivation for the time being.
She will have to wait until she reaches the level of a true god before she can break through this obstacle.
At present, her intimacy with him was purely physical pleasure.
Just to eliminate the inner demons.
If Wuwang is squeezed dry...
That's much...not worth it?
Recalling her orthodox dual cultivation with Shen Mojin, during the process of dual cultivation, both parties would practice special techniques.
Female cultivators do not worry about male cultivators exhausting their energy and shortening their lifespan.
She and Wuwang are in this situation now.
She had to stop him from indulging in greed and lust.
Upon hearing this, Wuwang's lips curved slightly as he spoke lazily and in a low voice, "Jiujiu, if you call me 'husband' again, I'll obey you and let you go tonight. How about that?"
Two hours ago, when I couldn't help myself.
He coaxed Jiujiu into calling him "husband" or "husband".
She begged for mercy but gave up struggling and called out... The soft and tender "husband" that came out of her mouth, accompanied by a panting breath, aroused his animal nature.
He couldn't control himself and tormented her twice more.
Seeing Wuwang's smirk, the curve of his mouth became wider and wider.
Chi Jiujiu suddenly sat up.
A hint of anger quickly rose on her fair oval face: "I'm seriously caring about you, but you're thinking about how to tease me?"
"Ha ha....."
Wuwang laughed out loud, and his bony fingers skillfully slid into Chi Jiujiu's pajamas.
After touching the skin around her waist.
He rubbed her sore waist considerately.
"You dare to laugh."
Chi Jiujiu twisted Wuwang's arm hard to punish the man for his behavior.
Wuwang remained calm and doting as he said, "Okay, I won't laugh. Otherwise, why don't you call me husband?"
Otherwise I want to do it again——
I want to hear you beg for mercy and call me 'husband'."
The hand that was massaging her waist moved restlessly up her flat belly, gradually touching the location of the destiny mark.
Chi Jiujiu rudely brushed away Wuwang's unruly hand.
She rolled sideways onto the big bed.
Then he leaned against the inner wall and said seriously, "Adong, don't go too far. In the afternoon, you said that you would let me see how my inner demons disappeared in the evening.
Is it time to fulfill this promise now?"
If she really believed Wuwang's lies and called him "husband", this guy would only become more presumptuous.
Wuwang pulled the woman over.
Then he placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her underneath him.
He lowered his head and pecked her red lips lightly, then said softly, "Okay, I'll let you see." After that, Wuwang moved his hands away, hugged her waist and lay on his side.
He put his face close to hers and closed his eyes.
Touching her eyebrows.
Chi Jiujiu concentrated her energy and entered Wuwang's sea of consciousness.
In a vast expanse of white fog.
The black fog gradually spread out from a corner, and the four furry paws of the white furry ball were stuck in it, making it almost impossible to see its figure.
Wuwang's soul floated over and reached out to hug the ball of fur that had merged into one with his sea of consciousness.
A teleportation.
Wuwang brought Chi Jiujiu to the place where Xu Chen was trapped deep in the sea of consciousness.
Chi Jiujiu stuck her head out of Wuwang's arms, and her round eyes looked at the black cocoon-like object the size of a hot air balloon.
Black mist escaped from the cocoon.
Then, like a backflow of incense, it flowed in wisps in Wuwang's sea of consciousness.
"What's flowing out is the outer layer of demonic mist. Xu Chen's soul is hidden within the inner demon, which is the core of this object."
Chi Jiujiu observed it carefully.
Carefully asked, "Won't Xuchen be able to sense our communication like this?"
Wuwang explained in a low voice, "He can sense our presence, but he can't hear the specific content of our communication."
Chi Jiujiu said lightly "Oh...",
"How can I know how much of your inner demons have been eliminated by observing you this way?"
"Wine, wine,
You close your eyes.
Count to ten silently before opening your eyes."
After the little Wuwang soul closed his eyelids, he sacrificed a trace of soul power to the black cocoon-like object, and then dripped a drop of milky white spiritual liquid into it.
At the moment when the spiritual liquid dripped into the cocoon-like object, the spiritual sea of consciousness was in turmoil.
He hugged the dumpling tightly in his arms.
Eight, seven, ..., five, four....
three,
two,
one.
Chi Jiujiu counted silently and then opened her eyes. Suddenly, she saw that the appearance of the black cocoon-like object had changed greatly - the object was wrapped with white lines ninety-nine times.
Wuwang pointed at the white line and said patiently:
"This line is an indicator of the inner demon's strength.
One circle represents a layer of magic clothing.
The more magic robes you have, the stronger the magic power of your inner demon will be.
What we have to do is to strip off all its magic clothes.
Let it reveal the most core part of its soul - Xuchen, and finally remove Xuchen from my sea of consciousness."
Chi Jiujiu frowned slightly. "This sounds a lot like peeling an onion. There are ninety-nine layers of skin. When will we finally be able to peel them all off?"
Wuwang did not answer the question, but explained the specific situation to Chi Jiujiu.
He whispered, "Before yesterday, the inner demon's magic robe had grown to 103 layers."
Chi Jiujiu calculated and said, "We worked so hard from last night to tonight and only just eliminated the fourth floor?
At the rate of two floors a day, ninety-nine floors would take fifty days."
Unintentional reminder:
“This is just an ideal situation.
Under the nourishment of destiny,
The inner demon grows at a rate of five levels every day.
If it encounters external stimulation, it will grow even faster.”
For example, when he saw her being so tender and affectionate towards Shen Mojin, his inner demons would be stimulated.
"So Jiujiu, we have to work hard."
His and her lingering love;
She was gentle and concerned about him.
These are all effective and quick ways to "strip off" the inner demons.
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