Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1622 It’s hard to raise a woman

Bang!
  Nuwa roughly threw Ming Xiaoyang, whose magic power was imprisoned, on the floor. The bare floor gave Ming Xiaoyang a sense of coolness.

His eyes blinked, showing a hint of distress.

Damn it, how come I often suffer from women recently.

"Little devil, you never imagined that this day would fall into my hands, right?" Nuwa knelt down and came into close contact with Ming Xiaoyang, exhaling like a orchid.

"To be honest, I was a bit unexpected." Ming Xiaoyang said sincerely, "You can't do anything too extreme anyway, so just do whatever you want!"

After saying that, Ming Xiaoyang closed his eyes and looked like he was at your mercy.

Nuwa could not cause too much harm to Ming Xiaoyang, nor did she dare to humiliate him too much.

It's okay to make some harmless jokes, and Ming Xiaoyang may not care, but if Ming Xiaoyang loses her face, she will be dead.

In the ancient world, it is true that no one can kill a saint of heaven, but if you leave the ancient world, it is difficult to say.

With Ming Xiaoyang's cultivation level, which is now extremely close to the enlightenment of Hunyuan, it is not that difficult to kill Nuwa after leaving the prehistoric times.

By then, the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties, Emperor Wutian and Emperor Donghuang, would probably not interfere.

The people who are subject to the calamity have a great stake in the immeasurable calamity, and no accidents are allowed.

Among all the heavens and worlds, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian said there were too few and too many. The lack of a Nuwa will not affect the situation of the war.

Ming Xiaoyang knew this truth very well, and Nuwa knew it well.

"Hmph!" Nuwa snorted when she saw Ming Xiaoyang's appearance of a dead pig that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. "You are already on the verge of death, and yet you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. Let's see how I deal with you."

"Mother, the stalactites are here."

At the right time, the stalactite that Nuwa had ordered the maid to bring came up, and a jade basin made of beautiful jade, the liquid inside swayed slightly, bringing a fragrance.

Seeing her mother-in-law approaching the embarrassed man, the little maid lowered her head, fearing that she would see something she shouldn't see.

"Put it down!" Nuwa said without turning her head.

"Yes, ma'am."

Bang!

The stalactites contained in the jade basin sparkle with colorful luster under the bright light of the Wa Palace.

This dojo opened by Nuwa Empress thirty-three days away has no sun, moon or stars, but it will change with the changes of the prehistoric times.

If the space were not too small, Wahuangtian could almost be called an independent world.

Zizizi!
  Nuwa gently raised her jade hand, picked up the stalactite in the jade basin, and wiped her white skin. She had already cultivated a dust-free body, but she loved to be clean.

Wow!
  A clear sound of water fell into Ming Xiaoyang's ears, making Ming Xiaoyang, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep, curiously opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Ming Xiaoyang asked in confusion when he saw Nuwa Empress wiping her jade body in front of him.

Nuwa put down the white silk scarf in her hand and said in a longer tone with interest, "What are you doing? Do you want to wash it?"

"That goes without saying." Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes angrily.

Kill Kunpeng first, and then fight Taiyi. He is now as embarrassed as a beggar. Naturally, he wants to be cleaned immediately. It is best to take a hot bath to relieve fatigue.

"You think so?" Nuwa pointed a finger on Ming Xiaoyang's chin, "It's a pity that I won't give it to you."

He turned his head again, not even looking at Ming Xiaoyang, and kept wiping his delicate body with ten thousand-year-old stalactites.

As a majestic saint, what Nuwa enjoys is far beyond what others can imagine. The ten thousand-year-old stalactite, which is extremely precious even to immortals, is just a washing thing to her. A silk scarf woven from thousand-year-old silk, soaked in ten-thousand-year-old stalactites, and then wiped on her perfect jade body. The already radiant skin glows with a jade-like color.

The fair and rosy skin has a bit more fragrance that penetrates into the bone marrow.

Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang, who was seriously injured and whose magic power was restrained by Nuwa, hit his head heavily on the floor.

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise. This is indeed a wise saying."

His eyes were closed tightly, with an expression that was more sorrowful than heartbroken.

"This is unbearable." Nuwa, who used ten thousand-year-old stalactite to maintain her body, soaked the silk scarf in the jade basin again with satisfaction. Her whole body was extremely pure and she said proudly, "While you are recovering from your injuries, The pain is yet to come!”

Halfway through her words, Nuwa leaned into Ming Xiaoyang's ear and muttered with a bit of gritted teeth, "If I don't give you a hard time, how can I wash away your hatred for the blasphemy of my jade body?"

Emperor Jun and Nuwa regard the Emperor and Nuwa in the legendary world of the Emperor as back-up players. Be prepared that once you fall into immeasurable calamity, you can be reborn with the help of the other person.

Unexpectedly, Ming Xiaoyang not only helped Nuwa in that world get rid of the control of Nuwa in the ancient world, but also dared to desecrate that perfect and holy body.

What a shame!
  This is simply unimaginable humiliation.

Furious, Nuwa must make Ming Xiaoyang pay the price before she can vent her hatred.

There was a trace of divine consciousness that she had buried in Nuwa's body, which was almost equivalent to her own incarnation at first.

Ming Xiaoyang had sex with that Nuwa, and Nuwa herself felt the same way. If she hadn't been concerned about the identity of the person Ming Xiaoyang was going to rob, she would have killed him right now.

Even if you can't kill, you still have to let out a good sigh.

"No way!" After hearing what Nuwa said, Ming Xiaoyang let out a heart-piercing scream that echoed in the hall for a long time.

Regarding Ming Xiaoyang's reaction, Nuwa was not generally satisfied. She covered her lips with her jade hands and burst into laughter.

The voices of a man and a woman intertwined in the hall for a long time.

………………

Boom!

On this side, Ming Xiaoyang, who was seriously injured, was robbed by Nuwa, and his life in the next few hundred years was destined to be difficult.

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi, whose injuries were no less serious than Ming Xiaoyang's, was filled with demonic aura and returned to heaven menacingly.

Bang!
  Taizhou, the Eastern Emperor, was surrounded by flames and descended on the Heavenly Emperor Jun on the throne in front of the Lingxiao Palace.

"Second brother." Since Taiyi left, Di Jun has been paying attention to his brother's situation. If the brother's aura hadn't lasted forever, but had weakened a lot, how could he have been able to sit still.

After Taiyi finally returned, Di Jun shouted urgently.

Swish!
  The flames surrounding Taiyi dissipated, revealing the true form of Donghuang Taiyi. At this moment, Taiyi was no longer as majestic as before, and was extremely embarrassed.

The royal robe was shattered, the crown was shattered, and there were wounds all over his body, which was shocking.

"Brother." Taiyi called to Dijun with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Di Jun suddenly appeared next to Tai Yi and supported his younger brother, "You are seriously injured!"

"It's okay." Taiyi sneered, "That boy from Ming Xiaoyang's injuries are not much lighter than mine."

"What?" Even though he had known that Ming Xiaoyang was capable, he never expected that he would be able to tie with Tai Yi, Di Jun exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)