The world in front of Xiang Chen suddenly collapsed into the wedding room. The dragon and phoenix candles exploded and the lights were reflected, making the room full of shark gauze tents glow with honey.

Hu Jiumei's nine-tails covered the wedding bed, and each tail tip was wrapped with a golden bell, which jingled as she untied her clothes.

"Husband~" The newlywed red veil lifted a corner of his head, revealing half of his shy and timid face.

This face changed constantly under Xiang Chen's gaze - sometimes it turned into the coldness of Liu Ruyan, sometimes it turned into Feng Tiange's arrogance, and finally it turned into the appearance of Xia Qingcheng wearing a wedding dress back then.

Xiang Chen's gun became a wine at some point, and Hu Jiumei's wrist bones whirled gently against his palm: "Drink this cup... you are mine..."

The wine reflects countless addicted Xiang Chen, each of which falls in her eyes.

The scene suddenly switched.

Xiang Chen sat upright in Lingxiao Palace, kneeling at his feet with defeated generals such as Ao Tian and Qi Wushuang.

Hu Jiumei lying lazily on the dragon chaise, his fingertips wrapped around his hair: "What's the fun of being the position of senior brother... Why not be my king?"

She spit out a love seed, and the seeds fell to the ground and grew thousands of vines. Every flower she bloomed was filled with charming eyes.

The deepest illusion is the yard of the twilight years. The white-haired Xiang Chen hugged the old woman in the fox fur and basked in the sun. The traces of time swam out from her wrinkles: "Old man... I will comb my tail in the next life..."

When Xiang Chen smiled and nodded, the old woman in her arms suddenly turned into the original form of nine-tailed hair, and her sharp teeth penetrated into his neck.

An uproar occurred in Tianbao Square

"Oh no! Fellow Daoist Xiang Chen was hit by the Qianhuan charming bone!" The teacup in the hands of the elder Sanxiaomen exploded, looking at the "live broadcast" in the air, condensed into Xiang Chen's dazed figure.

In Xiang Chen's consciousness screen, Hu Jiumei's tail was slowly wrapping around his waist, and the love tears crystal bead was embedded in the key acupoint on his neck.

A roar broke out from the viewing platform of the East Pole Star Domain, and many monks from the East Pole Star System smashed the jade: "Despicable! They used such despicable means!"

The male cultivator of the feather tribe next to him chuckled: "I can win the favor of Emperor Qingqiu... I am willing to sink into the desolation~"

The casual cultivators in front of the crystal monument leaned forward together. Someone used the photo-taking stone to shoot: "Click it down! This is the material that can be used in "The Legend of the Worlds"!"

Several old Taoists were heartbroken: "There is a knife on the head of the word "Se"!"

The most lively one is the Qingqiu tribe. The fox girls threw their love into the air and weaved it into brocade, which seemed to be a magic weapon, and wrote: "Seven emotions and six desires!"

An elder of the fox clan stroked his beard and smiled: "The seedlings who can break through two levels of genius in a row... are barely worthy of our clan's bloodline."

Xiang Chen in the illusion suddenly raised his eyebrows. He saw the reflection of "historical" blinking his right eye in the wine - it was the Wanxiang Wuji Dao pattern warning.

Deep in the true sea of ​​consciousness, more than ten bloodlines are laughing around the love species.

"That's it?" The Golden Crow Faxian spewed out the sun's essence fire: "I'm more exciting than taking a bath in Tanggu!"

Xiangliu Faxiang Jiutou swung wildly: "Isn't the nine-day Qingqiu Nuolan so powerful than her?"

The master Xiang Chen's soul sat cross-legged on the Tianli Furnace, and the love threads that were smuggling in were being refined inside. Every time a wisp was refined, the illusion of the outside world collapsed.

When he reached the ninth thousandth wisp, he suddenly held down Hu Jiumei's hand, untied his belt: "My wife... I will do it for her husband."

This sentence uses the tremolo of Qingqiu who had just stole the master from the illusion. Hu Jiumei's pupils suddenly shrank - her natal love thread was actually refined into 30%!

But before the reaction was met, Xiang Chen had already overwhelmed her on the transformed bed of joy, and when his forehead was close, he whispered: "I would like to be your sword...but the sword can hurt the enemy..."

The fox tail immediately wrapped around his neck tightly, and a sharp look flashed in Hu Jiumei's eyes: "You are not illusion at all?"

Xiang Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid, and an obsessive look appeared in his eyes: "No...I just...I can't help but want to get close to you..." As he said that, he took the initiative to swallow the new love she had spit out.

The square suddenly boiled

"It's over!" Several female cultivators hugged their heads and cried bitterly: "Why did Brother Xiang Chen really fall into trouble!"

The monk who looked like a scholar next to him sighed: "The ancients said that the hometown of gentleness is a hero's tomb, and I will not deceive you!"

The combat power list displayed by the crystal monument suddenly fluctuated. The words "Golden-Devouring Rat Bloodline" behind Xiang Chen's name blurred for a moment, and vaguely turned into the three words "Qingqiu Love Slave".

The Battle Zone of the Shih Tribe broke out and laughed out loud: "Hahaha, the rats are the rats!"

The seat at Sanxiao Gate was silent. Some of the disciples of Sanxiao who were eliminated pinched the folding fan to pieces: "Senior Brother Xiang Chen, you must hold it back!"

Liu Ruyan was on a lotus platform, looking at the upper part biting her lips tightly, and she was shocked to realize that she was actually jealous of the woman who was tangled around Xiang Chen.

In reality, Xiang Chen suddenly knelt on one knee. He mechanically picked up Hu Jiumei's right foot, pressed his cheek to the back of his feet and murmured: "Master..."

This action caused exclamations from all over the battlefield - it was the highest standard of the Qingqiu tribe to recognize the tribute.

Hu Jiumei chuckled, and raised Xiang Chen's chin with her tail tip: "So good~"

She didn't notice that under Xiang Chen's drooping eyelashes, the nine-six dragon pupils were reflecting the love threads that appeared on the bottom of her feet. Each love thread was connected to the other thirty-six charmed trialists.

"Would you please help me take down that lotus platform?" Hu Jiumei pointed at the twelve-grade Chaos lotus platform above her head, and her voice was as sweet as a mix of oil in honey.

Xiang Chen kowtowed heavily: "I wish to go through fire and water for my master!" When he stood up, he "accidentally" hit the jade pendant on her waist - the natal soul lamp of all the love slaves hidden inside.

When Xiang Chen rushed to the lotus platform, Hu Jiumei suddenly groaned. She found that her love was being eroded by some kind of force, just like a mouse stealing the granary.

Just as he was about to investigate, Xiang Chen had "loyalty" repelled the three contenders, and turned around and showed a dog-legged smile.

"Interesting..." Hu Jiumei narrowed her eyes and decided to increase control. She bit her tongue and spewed out blood, drawing a bloody rune in the air.

Seeing this, Xiang Chen was "panicked" and stepped back: "Master, don't! I'm willing to sign the contract on my own initiative..."

As he said that, he cut his wrist and released the essence and blood - the blood mixed with the Tianlian Furnace to extract the energy of the inner demon!

The moment the blood contract was completed, Hu Jiumei suddenly had ankle tingling. She lowered her head and found that the place where Xiang Chen had just knelt down, a fuzz of a golden-eating rat burped into her love thread.

Now every time she uses the charm technique, a trace of origin flows to Xiang Chen.

"Shameless!" A powerful dragon clan saw the battle zone, and a powerful dragon clan punched the jade screen: "I actually used women as stepping stones!"

He saw Xiang Chen pretending, but he couldn't say it out - should he admit that the dragon clan's genius is not as good as the Qingqiu charm?

The strong men of the Phoenix Clan were covered with Nirvana Fire, and they seemed to be smiling: "The little fox is afraid he will fall..."

She noticed that every time Xiang Chen's attack was "manipulated", she cleverly weakened other competitors.

The most exciting thing is the reaction of the powerful Qilin clan. They no longer pay attention to Qi Wushuang, who had just reshaped his body, laughed and mocked him when they saw this scene: "I deserve it! This slutty fox is today!"

I completely forgot the embarrassment of the genius of my race just now.

On the edge of Tianbao Square, an old man wearing a hat suddenly coughed. The shadow under his feet twisted slightly and he sighed slightly: "Young people nowadays, why are they more yin than the other?"

When Xiang Chen was "forced" to fight with a genius, he suddenly lost control and shouted: "Master, be careful behind!"

Hu Jiumei turned around instinctively and was swept into her hair by the crazed fist wind.
Chapter completed!