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Chapter 1550

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Gu Xijiu had to pay a heavy price for what she said. She finally experienced what it meant to have a one-night stand.

She spent the whole day on the bed with him and did not come down at all.

Di Fuyi was especially open and aggressive tonight. He had a lot of tricks up his sleeves.

When Gu Xijiu was intimate with him, she was tired but not weak. Most of the time, she was full of energy.

However, she was very tired this time. When Di Fuyi finally let her go, she was too tired to move her little finger and fell asleep.

"Baby, can I do it?" She heard Di Fuyi's question in a daze.

"Hmm, yes, you can …"

"Get up and fight again …"

"No!"

"Be good, get up again …"

"No …"

"I don't want you to forget me … Come, let me strengthen your impression …"

"Go away!"

Di Fuyi said a lot of things to her, but she did not hear a single word. She even thought that he was too noisy. She frowned and pushed him away. "Don't talk, don't talk …"

She fell asleep. She slept so soundly that she would not wake up even if there was a thunderstorm.

The vigilance of a secret agent and the fact that she would jump up at the slightest sign of trouble were all useless now.

Di Fuyi cleaned her up and hugged her, but she did not wake up. She did not even talk in her sleep.

After Di Fuyi cleaned her up, he lay down beside her.

He raised his arms and hugged her in his arms. She lay obediently in his arms like a docile cat.

Di Fuyi did not sleep. He just hugged her as if he wanted to hold her until the end of time.

Time would not stop, and the years continued to pass. After some time, Di Fuyi felt the flow of spiritual power again.

He knew that it was time and could not delay any longer.

He let go of her and got up. He put on his robe and leaned over to look at her for a moment. There was pain in his eyes, and he closed them slightly. When he opened them again, he had calmed down and his eyes were clear.

There was a guqin in his hand. The end of the guqin was burnt. It looked inconspicuous, but it was faintly glowing with a colorful light, which added some mystery to the guqin.

He stretched his fingers and plucked the first note.

The sound of the guqin began to jump like a misty cloud, with no fixed location and direction. The song was neither a tune nor a tune.

The sound of the guqin gradually merged into one, and the dancing notes actually formed a thin ribbon in the air. The ribbon wrapped around Gu Xijiu's body and gradually covered her.

A moment later, a colorful shadow flew out from the top of Gu Xijiu's head.

That shadow's countenance was tranquil, still sleeping. Faint seven-colored radiance flickered about her body. This was the soul she cultivated, and it already had substance. It floated above his palm, sleeping like a child.

As her soul was pulled out, the body lying on the bed seemed to be drained of all its vitality and quickly turned gray.

Di Fuyi merely glanced at it, and then he waved his sleeve. His body started to fade into nothingness, and in the end, it vanished completely.

"Baby, you should go home." Di Fuyi kissed the space between the soul's eyebrows, and then kept it in his sleeve. His figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.



Gu Xijiu felt as though she had just woken up from a long dream.

And this dream was always accompanied by the sound of the zither, as if someone was playing the accompaniment to this dream.

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