Linglong is a strong person in the Saint Ancestor realm. Most Saint Ancestors are not worthy of attention in front of him. However, in a place like Qingzhou, people who have fallen into the world of mortals actually have mortal desires from the Saint Ancestor realm. It can be imagined that among this force, The realm of the Holy Ancestor must not be the top level of combat power!
This is a force with powerful people in the Supreme Saint Realm and even the Hunyuan Saint Realm!
Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Senior Sister Linglong, can you peek or peel out useful information from the sea of consciousness that makes you want to be in this world?"
"Sister, try it."
Jun Wuxie sent Linglong to that dimension.
After a while, Linglong came out, shook her head and sighed.
"A terrible restriction has been planted in his sea of consciousness. Once an external force touches the memory of his sea of consciousness, the restriction will be activated, destroying his soul and launching an attack on those who invade the sea of consciousness."
Linglong said that the restrictions in her sea of consciousness were terrifying, but fortunately she was prepared, but even so, she was almost injured by the restrictions.
Now, the spirit of the mortal world is broken and is dying.
"This is not surprising. If their consciousness sea was not restricted, the secret would have been exposed long ago. How could it be hidden until this era..."
Jingya never had any hope of searching the sea of consciousness.
"That's all, we will slowly reveal their secrets in the future!"
Jun Wuxie is not concerned about this matter.
"Well, junior brother, senior sister no longer needs enlightenment. If you need anything, senior sister, just tell me."
Linglong stood in front of him, her hands slightly raised in front of her body, her fingers were white as snow, and her nails were bright red. As she spoke, her flaming red lips lightly opened, and her black hair was flying gently, making her look sexy and charming.
"Since Senior Sister Linglong said so, I won't be polite."
Jun Wuxie was eager to do so, and immediately said that now that Qingzhou was unified and the dynasty was established, strong men were needed to take charge.
Linglong said: "It is naturally not a problem to sit in the imperial dynasty. However, senior sister wants to restore the inheritance of the sect, build the sect, and teach the techniques of the sect. Then you will have to live in the sect."
"This..." Jun Wuxie couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words, and then said: "There is no rush now, otherwise the dynasty will soon become the target of public criticism. We will wait until our strength reaches a certain level."
"Okay, senior sister, it's up to you."
Linglong was not in a hurry and agreed immediately.
"Senior Sister Linglong, then you will live here from now on."
After Linglong agreed, Jun Wuxie hugged Jingya and returned to the outside world with her, pointing to Jingya's original room.
Hearing what he said, Jingya was startled, and Linglong also looked surprised and looked at him doubtfully: "Junior brother, do you want senior sister to live with Aunt Jing?
As for Jingya, she calls her Jun Wuxie.
"Of course, senior sister will live alone. Aunt Jing will share a room with me from now on."
Jun Wuxie didn't even ask Jing Ya for her opinion on this matter, and directly made the decision for her.
"Wuxie, what did you say?"
Jingya's face turned red immediately, and she reached out and pinched his waist, but because she was too weak, she had no strength at all. Linglong also looked at them with strange eyes, and she had to think more about the words "sex in the same room".
I thought to myself, let's just have sex. If we have to say it in front of her, why is this junior brother so unrestrained in this regard?
"Aunt Jing has suffered a serious loss of energy and spirit. I will take her to nurse her back to health. Senior sister, please rest early."
Jun Wuxie did not explain that men and women lived in the same house. Even if he explained, he thought Senior Sister Linglong might not believe it.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and entered his bedroom with Jingya in his arms, closed the door, and walked straight to the bed.
"Innocent, Aunt Jing is afraid..."
Jingya murmured weakly.
Jun Wuxie, who had already walked to the bed, was startled when he heard this. He looked down at her reddish cheeks and said, "What is Jingya afraid of?"
"Ah?" Jingya came back to her senses. She didn't know why she had said she was afraid just now. Her face turned redder, even her ears and neck were red. She was embarrassed and a little bit embarrassed.
"Aunt Jing is not afraid. What are you afraid of when I am here?"
Jun Wuxie bent down and laid her flat on the inside of the bed, then lay down on the outside of the bed very naturally, saying: "From now on, you can't leave my sight at any time, even when sleeping. You can only be by my side!"
His voice was domineering and his words were strong. He turned sideways and stared at her beauty and her eyes that were twinkling in confusion, "Tonight, Aunt Jing scared me. Aunt Jing always doesn't believe me and runs away secretly. Go out and face the powerful enemy alone. I should have punished Aunt Jing, but today I can’t bear to slap Aunt Jing’s ass, so I’ll let it go this time and spare you.”
Jingya met his domineering gaze, moved towards him, reached out to hug his arm, nestled her body in his arms, and said softly: "Aunt Jing was wrong~"
"Aunt Jing is the quickest to admit her mistakes..."
Jun Wuxie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This speed of admitting his mistake was unmatched by any woman around him.
"Then...is Aunt Jing very well-behaved? Will the little villain not be angry with Aunt Jing?"
Jingya now doesn't look like a mature and intellectual woman at all, but like a soft girl.
"Aunt Jing is good now, but I don't know whether she will be good when she carries me on her back."
Jun Wuxie sighed, put his warm right hand against her cheek, looked into her eyes seriously, and said: "I have tasted the feeling of loss. It was very painful and I couldn't bear to die! So, I told myself, don't do it again. Repeat the same mistakes, anytime!"
"I'm sorry, Aunt Jing always does bad things and makes you worried..."
Jingya's eyes were filled with moisture, and she suddenly hated herself for being useless. Every time she wanted to help him, she always caused him more trouble.
The sparkle in her eyes gradually filled her eyes and was about to roll out.
"Aunt Jing, don't cry. I don't blame you. I blame myself. There are some things I should have told you earlier."
Jun Wuxie gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice full of self-blame.
"No, how can you blame yourself? You can't blame yourself..."
Jingya shook her head, hugged his neck, pressed her face against his, and rubbed his face gently, "Don't do this, Aunt Jing will feel bad~"
"Aunt Jing, listen to me..."
Jun Wuxie wanted to put some distance away from her temporarily, but found that she hugged his neck very tightly, as if he would lose it if he let go.
"Aunt Jing, calm down, your mood swings are too violent now..."
Jun Wuxie could feel that her emotions were wrong. They were the kind of unrestrained and explosive emotions that allowed her to indulge herself. This kind of emotion should not appear in a reincarnation of Heavenly Dao like her.
"If Aunt Jing could completely control her mood in front of you, she wouldn't still be staying in Qingzhou with you. Little rascal, are you a piece of wood?"
Jingya spoke in his ear, and after finishing her words, she opened her mouth and bit his neck.
"Of course I'm not a piece of wood..."
Jun Wuxie took a deep breath. His heartbeat was now very fast and his breathing was somewhat disordered.
In fact, he and she knew some things well, but they had a tacit understanding not to expose them.
Maybe it was because he thought she had concerns, or she thought he had concerns.
But now, there is a hole in this layer of paper.
Jun Wuxie responded, leaning next to her ear, gently biting her crystal earlobe, and said, "You are really not afraid of Qingyu, you know?"
"Don't...don't mention Qingyu..."
Jingya snorted, and Jun Wuxie saw her ears turn red instantly, "You and Qingyu are just ordinary friends..."
she said.
Hearing her answer, Jun Wuxie couldn't help but smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he separated a little distance from her, facing each other, lying on his side.
"Aunt Jing is the most well-behaved and charming right now." He gently touched her cheek with his hand, then straightened his expression and said, "There are some things I should have told Aunt Jing a long time ago."
"Well, what's the matter?"
Jingya's face was filled with blush, and there were waves rippling in her blurred eyes.
"I told you to listen to me and discuss things with me. If you can't solve the problem, let me solve it because I have a trump card and a strong backer."
"Ah? What are your trump cards and backers? Are you talking about the founder of the lower world?"
"The Patriarch is just one of them." Jun Wuxie shook his head slightly and said: "Do you still remember the God-Slaying Sword? I have the sword seal given by him, and I have the opportunity to summon him once. The power of the God-Slaying Sword can kill the emperor. Any strong person. If Heaven really wants to swallow your Dao Fruit, I can kill it with one sword!"
"So the God-Slaying Sword is so powerful? Is he an imperial weapon?" Jingya was shocked, and then shook her head, "Although the God-Slaying Sword is strong, you only have one chance to summon it, so don't use it lightly."
"Well, the backers behind me are stronger than the God-Slaying Sword. It's just that I don't want to borrow their power on weekdays, for fear of affecting my own karma. If I am in a desperate situation, I don't need to have these worries."
"Stronger than the God-Slaying Sword..."
Jingya looked at him in disbelief, feeling that her brain was not enough.
It's stronger than the God-Slaying Sword. What level is that, Emperor Yu?
