"The final battle is about to begin, but Xiao Hei still hasn't woken up. This is really troublesome. I can only pray that no strong enemies will come to attack us!"
In the War Emperor Palace, Ye Qinghan sat cross-legged on the bed, wearing a pair of black long pants. His upper body was bare, revealing his strong, wheat-colored muscles. He held a two-meter-long black saber in his hand, and his face was full of worry.
"Great Emperor!"
A pair of dazzling jade-like hands reached out from behind him and hugged his strong and sturdy chest. Following that, a beautiful face that was both angry and happy appeared from behind him and rested on his shoulder. She kissed him on the cheek and asked seductively, "What are you thinking about? Did Yiyi not serve you well just now? This is the first time I've used … a harem flower to serve you, and I'm not used to it yet. Next time, Yiyi must perform well, okay? "
Ye Qinghan smiled, temporarily suppressing the worry in his heart. He reached out to touch Zhu Yi's smooth face, turned his head, and pecked her red lips, saying, "It's none of your business. I'm just worried about the final battle!"
"Great Emperor, it's not that I want to criticize you, but with your strength, no ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artist is a match for you. With you here, who dares to come forward and court death? We're just defending and won't participate in the battle. I think even the stupidest experts from the Alien Planes won't come to bite us! "
Zhu Yi had been intimate with Ye Qinghan for the past few years, and became more and more subdued by his manly charm. Ye Qinghan was very gentle to others, and even more so to his woman. Women in this world loved to attach themselves to the strong, and Ye Qinghan was the strongest among the strong. Moreover, his character was so outstanding. How could Zhu Yi not be infatuated with him?
"I hope so!"
Ye Qinghan was suffering in silence. His soul had mutated, and his cold power was strange, so he couldn't fight in the final battle. And there was also the threat of the Divine Emperor Supreme Martial Artist, so he dared not tell anyone. It wasn't that he didn't trust Zhu Yi. It was just that he was suffering enough to bear this kind of pressure alone. Why should he let his woman suffer with him?
Letting out a long breath, Ye Qinghan pretended to be relaxed. He turned around and said tenderly, "Yi Yi, if we can survive this, come back to Flame Dragon City with me! I will treat you well! If you like to play the game of Virtual Phoenix and Fake Phoenix, you can play with Ling 'er. Hehe, of course, we can play together! "
Zhu Yi blushed. She hit Ye Qinghan a few times with her jade-like hands, but it only caused her breasts to roll up and down. She said angrily, "I don't like to play that kind of game. Those things are cold, not as good as yours. When Yi Yi was young, she hated men because the women of her clan were humiliated. However, ever since the first time you … Aiya! Let's not talk about it anymore, it's so embarrassing! "
When Ye Qinghan heard this, his curiosity was piqued. He used one hand to carry Zhu Yi over and let her lie on his lap. After that, he picked up the two-meter long Slaughter God Blade and slapped it down on her snow-white buttocks. He said fiercely, "Continue! If not, this Great Emperor will make your buttocks bloom! "
"Great Emperor, please spare my life. This little girl is afraid of you. Great Emperor, you are so overbearing!"
Zhu Yi writhed in pain. Her white body dazzled Ye Qinghan. Her black hair, which was tied up in a bun, became messy, making her look even more charming. She crawled up and straddled Ye Qinghan's body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bit her delicate lips, and lowered her brows. Two blushes appeared on her cheeks, and even the tips of her ears were red. After a long while, she said in a low voice, "This is the first time I was raped by you. Although … although I'm incomparably indignant, incomparably bashful, but … there's a feeling that I've never felt before. The more you tortured me, the more excited I felt. Especially when you sprayed that thing on my face, I felt … felt my soul trembling. Oh … Great Emperor, is Yi Yi very shameless? Is Yi Yi a slut? "
Ye Qinghan looked at Zhu Yi seriously and nodded his head seriously. "A little … but I like it! Haha! "
Zhu Yi waved her fist and lightly punched Ye Qinghan's chest. Finally, she buried her head into Ye Qinghan's chest and said shyly, "Oh, I'm not coming anymore. Emperor, you are making fun of me!"
Ye Qinghan gently stroked Zhu Yi's hair, then cupped her face with both hands and said seriously, "Hehe, I don't mean to tease you. Everyone has their own life experiences, and everyone has their own personality. It's fine as long as they're not evil. As for … how you want to live, just follow your heart and don't worry about what others think. As long as you can live happily, it is fine! What is more important than your own happiness in this world? "
"Hehe, Great Emperor is the best!"
Zhu Yi giggled. Then, she suddenly thought of something and laughed. She laughed so much that her eyebrows curved. She said sneakily, "Great Emperor, take Ice Queen. I think she has a good impression of you! Ice Queen's body is the Snow Spirit Body. If you do it … it is really interesting. Hehe … "
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who do you think I am? Do you think I can just do whatever I want? That is a stud, an animal! Do you think I am such a casual person? "
Ye Qinghan glared at Zhu Yi and said in a righteous manner. After that, he pursed his lips and glanced at Zhu Yi as if nothing had happened. He asked in a low voice, "She … really has feelings for me?"
...
Outside of Demon Mountain, God World Army Camp.
Ice Queen was like an ice sculpture standing outside of the Demon Mountain tunnel. Her creamy face and pitch-black eyes stared at the dark tunnel. Under her snow-white dress was a beautiful body that swayed in the wind like a snow lotus on an ice mountain.
"Xiu!"
In the distance, a person dashed over and stood in front of Ice Queen. He cupped his fists and said respectfully, "Queen, time is almost up. Can you gather the soldiers to prepare?"
"Almost?"
Ice Queen's eyes finally moved. She turned around and looked at Wind Moon Monarch. She waved her hand and struck out an energy wave, causing the air to shake.
"Gongtian isn't dead, the Emperor is still alive! Gather the God World Army and prepare for the final battle! "
Ice Queen looked at the five people she had forced out and her face flushed red. She smiled sweetly and hollered.
"Ye Family Army listen up, all God World Army listen up. Pack up and gather! Prepare to enter the battlefield and welcome the Emperor back! "
"Xiu!"
Wind Moon Monarch's shout was like a fuse. Numerous people shot out from the camp. When they saw that Gongtian was still alive, their morale was boosted. Gongtian was Ye Qinghan's soul slave. This news had already spread out among the low grade cultivators.
Since Gongtian wasn't dead, then Ye Qinghan... was still alive!
A million warriors were packed up in just a moment. All of them were equipped with weapons and armor and were filled with killing intent. They stood in an orderly manner outside the tunnel and waited to be teleported into the battlefield.
Gongtian and the others exchanged glances with one another and started to prepare themselves. Although they knew that the teleportation wouldn't go wrong, what if something went wrong and they teleported to the side of the army?
Ice Queen and Wind Moon Monarch stood at the front. Their eyes were as bright as stars. They looked at the tall Demon Mountain and waited silently.
"Weng!"
Finally …
A beam of white light enveloped everyone, and an irresistible force enveloped everyone. Everyone's vision blurred, and the scene in front of them changed. They appeared on a mountain peak. The ground of the mountain peak was extremely flat, and the one million people still maintained their original formation, neat and austere.
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