Chapter 620 The Old House is on Fire
Ye Xiaoman let Zhu Chuideng's head rub against her. She didn't dare to move and was scared to death.
What is Zhu Chuideng doing?
He was so close to her, how could she pretend not to know him well?
Although she would not admit to anyone she had slept with, she was really upset when the ones she had not slept with were forced to be officially announced.
Isn't this like suddenly dragging her into a Shura field and asking her to perform a tightrope walk?
Why is God targeting her like this? She is such a sexy person, but if she is hurt for a long time, she will suffer from uterine cold.
Ye Xiaoman quickly pushed Zhu Chuideng's face away with her hand, but Zhu Chuideng became even more excited, and the rough man used his stubble to poke her face.
The old man smiled.
"Don't you like uncle anymore?"
In his dream, Zhu Chuideng was not bound by morality or rationality and acted freely according to his mood.
He really wanted to get close to Ye Xiaoman, so he casually stroked her soft skin through her thin bathrobe.
The action gradually became excessive.
Ye Xiaoman was tightly held in a strong embrace, and even her breathing was occupied by the man's breath and she had no way to escape. She was like a fledgling being gathered in the wings of a huge bird, properly protected by a father and brother, and pampered and spoiled like a pearl in the palm of his hand.
They are completely unaware that this kind of overly safe and heavy love will spoil the young bird into a spineless person who will never be able to fly in its entire life.
Xiao Chujing was running at full speed among the blazing flames. Zhu Chuideng's sudden appearance was beyond his expectations and he was shocked.
In almost one breath, he determined Zhu Chuideng's true identity through the Ghost King's respectful attitude and the characteristics of the Ghost Lord that were circulated in the world.
Zhu Chuideng is a legendary figure who has rarely appeared in the past thousands of years. His sudden appearance really makes people think a lot.
Like millions of other cultivators who saw the Ghost Lord for the first time, Xiao Chujing was completely unprepared to encounter the legend written in history books, and was shocked and confused.
Before he could digest the shock, he saw Ye Xiaoman seemed very curious about the person who suddenly appeared in front of him. She didn't know the true identity of Zhu Chuideng. She pulled the beard from the tiger's mouth and innocently took the straw hat from Zhu Chuideng's face.
He watched this scene happen with his own eyes, feeling extremely anxious. Zhu Chuideng was known to the world with both good and bad legends, and he seemed to have an extraordinary hatred for practitioners. Even though Ye Xiaoman had no ill intentions, he was very worried that Zhu Chuideng would hurt Ye Xiaoman.
He bit his fingertip, smeared the blood on the sword of life, and once again activated the Soul Burning Technique to rush towards Ye Xiaoman.
Then, Xiao Chujing saw with his own eyes that Zhu Chuideng pulled Ye Xiaoman into his arms.
From Xiao Chujing's perspective, Ye Xiaoman is the most polite and honest junior sister. After satisfying her curiosity, she wanted to return the hat to Zhu Chuideng, but Zhu Chuideng used a clever trick to drag her into his arms and tried to do something wrong.
The poor little junior sister was so frightened that she didn't know how to react. After being held on Zhu Chuideng's thighs, she was moved to another position. She sat with her legs spread apart and leaned against Zhu Chuideng's chest. She looked like she was about to cry in the next second, and faced him helplessly.
Xiao Chujing's heart was broken.
He watched his beloved junior sister being treated like a toy in the hands of a powerful man.
Caressed, forced.
His calves were bent and his snow-white toes were frozen in the biting cold wind.
Xiao Chujing was furious as never before.
Every cell in the body exploded, and blood rushed to the Taiyang Xue. The throat tasted fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood was forced out.
At this moment, his disgust for the ghost world reached its peak. The Ghost King bullied the weak, and the Ghost Lord seized women. Such a dirty place did not deserve to exist.
His strong feeling of hatred made him ignore the Ghost Lord's identity, the huge gap in cultivation between him and the Ghost Lord, and the possibility of losing his life. The Emperor Sword was like a giant dragon that was oppressed to the extreme and suddenly raised its head and roared.
Xiao Chujing's angry roar and sword light cut through the sky, ringing like thunder between heaven and earth.
"How dare you, old thief!"
Ye Xiaoman looked in the direction of Xiao Chujing in despair. On the side of her face, Zhu Chuideng's face was pressed against hers, kissing the tip of her temples.
She took in Xiao Chujing's crazy state.
Oh, Xiao Chujing's high ponytail exploded with anger.
In this world, the only one who can make Xiao Chujing's hair disheveled is Zhu Chudeng, except for the possessed Xiao Chujing himself.
She understood, she knew Xiao Chujing's feelings very well.
I guess Xiao Chujing is also very depressed now. After using the Soul Burning Technique, his retina is congested and the world should be covered with a layer of scarlet, but why does the world he see is green?
He was wearing the dark green uniform of a disciple of the Qingzheng Sect, with the green grassland above his head, and he looked so green that it was scary.
Don’t wear green anymore, Brother Xiao.
Unlucky.
"Oh my God!" This sudden shout came from Yuan Guiwang.
Yuan Guiwang just wanted to ask the great goddess Houtu what sin she had committed that she had to encounter this when she went out.
She has done so many evil things and deserves this retribution.
Yuan Guiwang felt empty and confused, even more shocked than Xiao Chujing, and even more wished he could go blind than Xiao Chujing.
She witnessed everything and felt extremely complicated.
Like the other nine ghost kings, she both respects and fears the Ghost Lord.
The Ghost Lord, as the Ghost Kings know him, is a taciturn and lonely old man. He rarely shows up in front of the ghost clan. He has a perfect image, is serious, unkind, and has an iron fist. If a Ghost King makes a mistake, he will be devoured by him.
All the evil spirits trembled in fear before his throne.
He is as boring as all old men in the world, and his only hobby is tending the crops. The ghost kings call the ghost lord "Rice Wife and Melon Seeds". The rice he grows is his wife, and the loofahs he raises are his children. He is full of the aura of a lonely old man, and he will never bloom even if the thousand-year-old iron tree blooms.
Yuan Guiwang was almost blinded by Zhu Chuideng's gentle smile.
It turns out that old men can laugh? It turns out that it is so scary when the old house in Sunset Love catches fire.
Now, seeing the ghost master eating tender grass like an old cow, eating a lamb like an old wolf, and new buds sprouting from old trees in spring, he couldn't help himself when he saw Ye Xiaoman. He hugged and kissed her as if no one was around, showing his passionate and unrestrained side without restraint, and instantly became a thousand years younger.
Yuan Guiwang couldn't help but comment on this:
"What a sin."
Yuan Guiwang refused to look at her without permission, turned away with a look of despair, and tried his best to reduce her presence.
Xiao Chujing's microcosm exploded, he killed his way through the eighteen levels of purgatory, and when he was still a hundred steps away from Zhu Chuideng, he immediately launched an attack.
The surface of the triple sky mirror was shattered, and the giant mirror stood upright between heaven and earth. The ghost auras of three ghost lords from past generations roared and enveloped Xiao Chujing's body. The terrifying power caused the space to shatter and the mountains to collapse!
Xiao Chujing's spiritual energy was raging wildly. He slashed down with his sword, and the heaven and earth trembled violently. The shadows of ten thousand-year-old swords appeared in the void. Three ghost auras and his sword energy merged into one beam. The sword light was like the scorching sun, blasting open the scorched earth for hundreds of miles and directly chopping down the facade of Zhu Chuideng.
The sword's force was so fierce that even Ghost King Yuan had to hold up his ghost coffin in front of him to defend himself.
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