Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1153 Nuwa’s Gift

Regarding Ming Xiaoyang's seduction of Nuwa Empress, the four girls, led by E You'er, usually turned a blind eye and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Now, they are right in front of them, and Ming Xiaoyang is about to leave again, but Nuwa Empress is looking like she is at her mercy, which is really unbearable for the four girls.

"Hehehe." Ming Xiaoyang stood up straight as if he was electrocuted, turned around, and looked at his four women.

"You'er, Tiannu, Wanu, and Xiaoyan'er, do you have anything you want? After I return to my hometown to recuperate for a while, it's probably time to start my next reincarnation. If you have something you like, I can Find a way to collect it.”

"No." The usually gentle goddess had a straight face and rolled her eyes at Ming Xiaoyang, "It's a different world. You are such a playboy and you don't take us with you. How do we know what we like?"

A "Are you a fool, or do you think we are fools" look.

"Yes." Ming Xiaoyang didn't seem to hear the sourness in the goddess's tone, and nodded seriously, "This is indeed a big trouble."

"In this case, I just prepare a magic weapon for Empress Nuwa."

"You dare!" As soon as Ming Xiaoyang finished speaking, Huo'er, the most out-of-the-box character, jumped up, waved a pair of white and tender little hands, and said to Ming Xiaoyang with his teeth and claws.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ming Xiaoyang opened his arms, hugged Huo'er in his arms, and scratched his face without even scratching his skin.

There was even more joyful laughter in his mouth.

"Don't waste your efforts. Your husband, I have already trained myself to be immortal. You can't hurt me even if I stand and let you kill me!"

A pair of hands tore at Ming Xiaoyang's palm for a long time, but it was of no use at all. Huo Yaner pursed his lips and said angrily, "Why is the turtle shell made so hard? It's really a turtle with a shrunken head!"

A charming little face is wrinkled, with lips that can hang a bottle.

This is clearly a little girl who has not grown up!

Huo Huo'er has been pampered by the Demon Queen and the Demon Lord since she was a child. Even after the Demon Clan was defeated, the rest of them hid in the mountains, forests and swamps.

No one dared to give her any embarrassment. The young talents of the Demon Tribe, such as General Dian, all knew that no matter who it was, as long as they could marry this little princess, they would almost confirm the identity of the Demon Tribe's heir apparent.

In this way, Yan Huo'er's life can be said to be spent in joy. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he followed Ming Xiaoyang.

Ming Xiaoyang treated his woman very well, and the Emperor Nuwa and others did not give her any offense.

In addition, this girl is unruly and willful, but she is definitely not a stupid girl who knows the bounds of the world. She knows very well what should be provoked and what should not be provoked.

As a result, her character has always remained that of a girl.

Now that she is pouting and being held in Ming Xiaoyang's arms, she looks like a little girl who has not grown up.

"Hehehe!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Xiaoyan'er, you...why are you always like this!"

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Everyone present couldn't help laughing when they saw Huo Huo'er's performance, and the joyful laughter echoed in the exquisite and beautiful Butian Palace.

The laughter diluted the sadness caused by Ming Xiaoyang's departure.

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The bright candles are made of the finest lamp oil in the fairy world and will last for thousands of years, illuminating Ming Xiaoyang's room with incomparable light. A large brocade couch was covered with a thin gauze. The breeze blew through the rolled up gaps, and all the pink arms and jade legs were scattered on the couch.

Ming Xiaoyang's long, silky hair was spread out, making her appear even more evil. She held E You'er's slender and perfect jade body in her arms.

Drops of pearl-like sweat were spread on the crystal-clear jade skin, and the long black hair fell down smoothly.

There is a touch of touching spring between the eyebrows.

Ming Xiaoyang slowly pushed E You'er away and got out of bed quietly without disturbing any other woman.

Swish!
  He left this place without a sound.

"Sister." The moment Ming Xiaoyang got dressed and left the room, the originally sleeping Tiannv suddenly opened her soft eyes and looked at her half-sister beside her with a resentful tone.

"It's okay, he will come back." E You'er hugged his sister into his arms, patted her jade-like shoulders, and comforted her.

As he spoke, his expression inevitably showed a bit of disappointment.

The two sisters hugged each other tightly, their eyelids moved slightly, and fell into a sweet sleep again.

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tread!
  Ming Xiaoyang had just left the room and was walking in the Butian Palace protected by the barrier. After taking a few steps, he met a dignified and beautiful figure wearing a palace skirt, with exposed skin exuding the luster of jade.

"Are you leaving now?" the owner of this place, Nuwa, opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her, and said leisurely.

"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang is dressed in plain white clothes. At first glance, they look very ordinary, but this dress alone is enough to allow countless people to eat and drink without having to worry about it for a lifetime.

It was woven from silkworm silk, and some withered yellow leaves of the sacred tree were added to it. After it was woven, Nuwa blessed it with her mysterious cosmic magic power.

Invulnerable to fire and water!

"If I don't leave, I'm afraid I will really be cuckolded. No, it should be countless cuckolds."

Ming Xiaoyang pretended to be frightened and his body began to tremble.

"Haha, a romantic man like you has probably been cuckolded a long time ago, right?" Seeing Ming Xiaoyang playing tricks in front of her, Nuwa raised two slender jade fingers, put them to her mouth, and said with a sweet smile.

Ming Xiaoyang shook his head quickly and said, "My dear, you can't say that. The woman I decided to stay with me, but no one cuckolded me."

"As for some casual marriage?" Ming Xiaoyang said sarcastically, "After I get out of bed, I don't know who that woman is."

Nuwa was choked when she heard this.

Who could have imagined that such a romantic man could be so detailed.

"Here." Nuwa took out a delicate box from her wide sleeves and handed it to Ming Xiaoyang.

The exquisite wooden box was carved from the dead branches of the sacred tree. Even with Ming Xiaoyang's ability, he couldn't see through what was inside.

"What is this?" Ming Xiaoyang took the wooden box handed over by Nuwa and asked in confusion.

Nuwa raised her beautiful eyes and said, "Haven't you always wanted to taste the fruit of the sacred tree? Now, you have got your wish!"

"Great." Ming Xiaoyang looked at the wooden box in his hand greedily, and pressed his palms harder, as if it was his lifeblood.

(End of this chapter)