Looking down from the sky, this is a white stone formation. Looking closer, it turns out to be a huge palace made entirely of white jade. The palace has no roof and is more like a circular square. The fourteen-foot-long gem throne is about seven feet wide. It is actually very simple and simple, like a toy piled by children with white stones. But under the sunlight, it looks majestic, as if the palace itself is between heaven and earth. A god. /p
Mu Ziyun was sitting on it. He had become a giant. The strange thing was that only his lower body was transformed into a giant, while his upper body remained the same. His left hand held Wanmin tightly. Wanmin was holding a doll in her hand. In a blink of an eye, the doll turned into a plate full of cherries and mulberries. Wanmin's delicate hands kept putting the cherries into Muziyun's mouth. Her eyes were filled with affection. It seemed as if he wanted to put everything he had into Mu Ziyun's mouth along with that cherry. /p
Mu Ziyun leaned against the throne comfortably, so lazily that he couldn't even open his eyes. Dozens of people, led by Feng Jing and Pan Xiaowen, kneaded and hammered him, all serving his giant lower body, allowing him to maintain a little joy in his laziness. /p
Mu Ziyun was so lazy that his upper body became as soft as a water bag. Because he was too lazy to move his arms, the fingers of his left hand became longer one by one, and each one tightly hugged Wanmin, doing "wantonly" to do what they want to do. Wanmin, on the other hand, was shy and looked forward to letting you pick her. /p
Some white "savages" ran past the palace, and some dark "beasts" ran past. They were doing cheerful things happily and were about to die of happiness. Mu Ziyun looked at all this leisurely. Perhaps due to their influence, he suddenly became interested. He turned around and kissed Wanmin, and then used strength to turn over his giant-shaped lower body. , pressed up. The scene was so terrifying. The distortion of the human body and the weirdness of the picture created a horrific, absurd and lustful scene. /p
Wanmin was "singing" as if she was crying. Muziyun was enjoying it and didn't feel anything was wrong. He was working happily, and Wanmin was happily holding his neck. /p
Mu Ziyun no longer felt tired and his mind was empty. He seemed like an old man in his seventies or eighties, too lazy to think about things and couldn't think of many things. /p
Now the whole world belongs to him alone, and Huzhou is no longer called Huzhou, but Ziyunzhou. There is no sect here, only one king, and the women here are proud of their big bellies and bare butts. They were born to serve and please the king, and the queen is Wanmin. /p
Mining is happening everywhere in Ziyun Prefecture, and everyone sells cold stones. Many practitioners from outside Huzhou come here to buy cold stones at low prices. People who go out bring back nautical charts, which are clear and clear. Chu drew every area on the sea, even a reef, marked on the boundless map. /p
Now, people who go to sea no longer have to worry about finding their way home. /p
Oh, by the way, Mu Ziyun suddenly thought that today is the day when he and his 1,347th wife will get married. Just when he thought of this, a lively group of people appeared outside the palace. Mu Ziyun's body changed back to its original shape, and he sat hand in hand with Wanmin. The bride, wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab, was surrounded by everyone and came to Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun smiled happily, but then lost interest and slumped in his seat. /p
At this time, he was no longer in the palace, but appeared in his ordinary home, sitting in the ordinary lobby. /p
The bride stood in front of him. Mu Ziyun tilted his head and looked at Wanmin, then hugged Wanmin and kissed her, groping restlessly with his hands. After they separated, he sighed feebly and laughed a few times. He smiled strangely, like a person with mental problems, but not that serious, but who often goes crazy. After laughing, there was silence for a while, as if he was tired of it. He shook his head impatiently, and the bride knelt down under him with a pop, without even lifting her hijab, silently serving her, and silently expressing her chastity. /p
Mu Ziyun had no sense of joy at all. He was lying on the chair dully, and the bride's voice was green and delicate. But Mu Ziyun might be tired of hearing it, and he didn't like it that much anymore, and he couldn't find his joy again. peak. /p
He held Wanmin tightly with his left hand, touched up and down for a long time, and finally found the bulging belly again. Mu Ziyun then fell over with satisfaction, rested his pillow on Wanmin's chest, and fell asleep deeply. /p
He couldn't dream. It had been a long time. He didn't know what day it was. It didn't matter. /p
When he woke up, he was sitting in the Shantai Hall, with only Wanmin beside him. /p
Mu Ziyun lay in Wanmin's arms. After being quiet for a long time, he asked, "Minmin, do you like how you are now?"/p
"I like it." Wanmin said happily. /p
"I canceled all the sects."/p
"So there will be no more wars in Huzhou, and people will no longer have to be displaced."/p
Mu Ziyun nodded and asked: "Do you want me to be like this? People who love each other should be devoted to each other, but all the women in the world love me, and I have them."/p
"What does it matter?" Wanmin said with a blushing face: "Don't all men have three wives and four concubines? Is my master still a concubine?"/p
"Is your master a concubine?" Mu Ziyun raised his head and said, "She used to be someone else's concubine. I really didn't realize it."/p
"Yes, the more powerful a man is, the more women he should have. You are my man. You are strong and I am very satisfied."/p
Wanmin looked lovingly at Mu Ziyun, who was looking down at her arms. Mu Ziyun grinned, stood up and kissed her. /p
After they separated, Wanmin said again: "Husband, when will we go to that place?"/p
"Where?"/p
"It's that place we have never been to, Yunxiao Sect." It turns out that there is no sect in Huzhou, but there is a small sect occupying a small hilltop. It is called Yunxiao Sect. Mu Ziyun's imperial hand has never been Didn't touch there. /p
Mu Ziyun didn't speak for a long time. He thought of the hand hidden in his chest. He closed his eyes, but he could always see Wanmin's face clearly. He sighed again/p
Time flies so fast, and it seems like a whirlwind, going back to the beginning, or elsewhere. Wanmin still looks like she is fifteen at the age of thirty. In fact, her body is indeed at the stage of fifteen, but she no longer knows How many times have you had a big belly, how many children have you given birth to? /p
Mu Ziyun, who was used to being lazy, suddenly became diligent. He built a big house with an earthen bed more than ten kilometers long. The earthen bed was filled with naked white women, some in their teens, and some in their late teens. Seven or eight, some twenty-five or six, and some more than thirty, they lined up in an orderly manner and filled the more than ten kilometers long earthen bed. /p
Mu Ziyun worked day and night, or in other words, he had no concept of day and night at all. He ruthlessly crawled past and experienced every woman, but never looked at the women's faces. /p
After being blessed, the women all had big bellies and disappeared quickly. The children would walk as soon as they landed. They called daddy as they walked and walked out. There was no door, only a dividing line between darkness and light. , There is light on the other side, but when you blink, there is darkness on the other side. /p
Mu Ziyun was like an iron man who never stops. When it gets hot, the sky starts to rain heavily, hitting him and the endless row of bodies. When it gets cold, molten lava starts to erupt all around, and there are volcanoes in all directions. The erupted volcanic rocks first covered the sky and then the earth. /p
He felt tired. There was nothing in the world that could make a sound except himself. In the silent world, there was only his breathing. Wanmin was carried on his back, and Wanmin was wrapped tightly around him, tightly, as if embedded in him. /p
Mu Ziyun couldn't stop, and he didn't need any extra emotions. He just fought hard and worked hard. /p
Thousands of children walked across the dividing line between light and darkness, calling Daddy before disappearing. /p
Mu Ziyun was sweating profusely and roared, and all the women turned around instantly. They raised their hands above their heads and spread or raised their legs. Still covering his face. Mu Ziyun looked down and saw that their faces all turned into Pan Xiaowen's. When he looked again, all the faces belonged to Feng Jing. He became gentler. When he looked again, everyone turned into Liu's again. Xiaoxiao/p
Time is in chaos, and all the pictures are flying fast. Women's bellies grow and disappear faster, and children run faster. /p
Muziyun's hair was disheveled, perhaps several hundred feet long, floating in the air. Later, it caught fire and bloomed in the sky like a fire storm. /p
One after another, without stopping for a moment, it’s so tiring and boring. /p
"Ah - ah -" Mu Ziyun roared hysterically. His arm became thicker and became more than a dozen times. He crushed the woman's arm with one hand and flattened the woman's body with one punch. He was like a devil. He changed A woman's lower body turned into stone, and she crashed into it. Blood spattered everywhere. Mu Ziyun's eyes turned red, and he threw the person in front of him into the bottomless abyss, from which countless spiders rushed out. A monster in the shape of a three-headed fire eagle rushed inside without restraint. Muziyun began to smash things, smashing everything everywhere. Everything made mistakes and exploded. Muziyun's neck became longer, and his head became He picked up a fire faucet, bit the woman in one bite, chewed it carefully in his mouth, and finally swallowed it into his stomach. /p
It turned into a fire gorilla again, and ran on the long kang, trampling on the bodies of countless beautiful women. Many rays of light came, many arrows shot, and shouts could be heard. , there were all kinds of weird heroes attacking Mu Ziyun. /p
Mu Ziyun won, killed everyone, tore everything apart, the earth began to explode, the sky began to crack, and then everything exploded and tore apart. /p
After a long time, the wind calmed down and the sound became smaller. The sun shone down warmly. Fresh green grass grew on the long Tukang. The Tukang was located on a mountain covered with petals, and some of its surfaces were buried in the mountains. Some of them were half buried in the soil, revealing a spotless white buttocks with several beautiful iris flowers blooming on them. /p
At the end of the Tukang, Mu Ziyun was lying softly on a beautiful woman. Wanmin, who was carried on his back, turned into a shriveled skin and fell off to the ground. The remaining six or seven women all had Wanmin's hair. face. /p
Mu Ziyun is careful and puts pressure on every woman seriously. The women who had experienced joy gradually grew pregnant, and at the same time they gradually turned into soil. Flowers on the soil were long kites. Mu Ziyun picked up the last woman and held her tightly in his arms. /p
Time is of no use, and there are no four seasons here. When the flower bones at hand bloom, Mu Ziyun's eyes light up, and he lowers his head to look at the woman in his arms. /p
The woman looked at her tenderly and lovingly. Several flowers and plants grew out of her hair, and her body exuded a charming fragrance. Mu Ziyun lost his mind, came back to his senses, leaned his head on the woman, and said, "Minmin, let's go to Yunxiao Sect, the last place we haven't been before."/p
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