Huang Xuemei's delicate body was stiff. Even if they were an old married couple who had been intimate with each other many times, her personality and experience were not used to being so intimate with others, so she struggled subconsciously.
Seeing that his strength was not strong, Li Daoqiang knew it and held him tightly without letting go.
"Let go." Huang Xuemei said angrily.
"Don't let me go. I'm hugging my wife. It's legal, reasonable, and righteous. No one can care about it." Li Daoqiang smiled and lowered his mouth, finding the scent of the fair and slender body, and kissed her gently.
Huang Xuemei couldn't help it any longer, and her struggling force suddenly increased.
Li Daoqiang understood in his heart, raised his head and said seriously: "Okay, don't worry about me, I said, I have achieved great success, from now on only we can bully others, no one can bully us.
A mere useless emperor is nothing at all.
He is our enemy, so let him die without a burial place."
Huang Xuemei's heart was complicated, and her cold and perfect jade face was also filled with unrest and mixed emotions.
Moved, happy, expecting, depressed, resentful, hateful, murderous, etc.
It would be great if, if he could not be so fussy...
As soon as the thought turned around, I knew clearly that it was impossible.
She had completely seen through the man behind her.
He is sick, greedy for money and lustful.
The disease has reached the bone marrow and can no longer be cured.
Seeing that Huang Xuemei didn't speak, Li Daoqiang understood her character. Her emotions were so complicated that she didn't know what to say. She was not a person who was good at expressing herself with words.
"Xuemei, prepare well first. Don't be anxious. Leave everything to me. I will let you know when I'm ready." Li Daoqiang said softly.
Huang Xuemei nodded slightly and agreed.
Li Daoqiang's mouth reached the sweet and soft part again, and he whispered: "Xuemei, give me a child."
Huang Xuemei's delicate body, which had gradually softened, stiffened again, and she felt a little expectant in her panic.
With a rosy face, he said with difficulty: "Revenge is imminent, so, later."
"Haha." Li Daoqiang was immediately happy. If a woman like Huang Xuemei is willing to give him a child, it means that no matter how bad he is or how bad he is, she still has him in her heart.
He picked her up with both hands and said with a smile: "It's not that easy to get pregnant, so I won't miss this one."
With that said, he strode towards the inner room.
Huang Xuemei looked anxious and was about to resist: "It's still daytime."
"Don't delay during the day." Li Daoqiang strengthened his strength in his hands, his attitude showing firmness.
A look of struggle appeared on Huang Xuemei's jade face, but after a few breaths, she fell silent.
That's all, just do what he wants.
His increasingly red face was buried in Li Daoqiang's chest, as if he didn't have to face anything this way.
Outside, the sun is high.
Inside the house, strange movements began.
The movement is high and low, like waves in the sea.
Sometimes the waves are rough and ferocious.
Sometimes there is light wind and drizzle, gentle waves.
It has a unique rhythm and is very moving.
It was not until evening that Li Daoqiang came out of the room feeling refreshed.
He took the time to read the information he wanted to know. After frowning slightly, he revealed a playful smile.
More than two hours later, I suddenly realized something.
He came to the treasure room and took out the Dragon Soul Sword. He looked at it carefully for a few times. Without any hesitation, supreme power surged out and pressed against the Dragon Soul Sword.
"Ang~!"
Suddenly, a faint dragon's roar sounded, a bit of mourning, as if he was suffering from great pain.
Li Daoqiang did not give up, even though it was a rare weapon in the world.
The force in his hand became more and more powerful, and the mournful sound of the spiritual Dragon Soul Sword became clearer.
However, no matter how strong the spirituality is, no matter how hard the material itself is, it is just a knife after all and cannot escape the scope of this world.
And the world opened up by Li Daoqiang's Zhenshi Jing, even if it can only be regarded as the world of Hengsha, has not yet reached the state of perfection, it is also the ultimate individual power of this world.
In just two breaths, with a mournful cry, the sharp Dragon Soul Knife disappeared, leaving only a ball of yellow metal.
The Dragon Soul Sword completely disappeared.
Li Daoqiang put her back into the secret room and went to Shangguan Yan's room. It was her turn tonight.
After arriving, Shangguan Yan looked at the Phoenix Blood Sword absentmindedly. He didn't notice it after he arrived.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Li Daoqiang glanced at the Phoenix Blood Sword and stepped forward to ask with concern.
Shangguan Yan woke up with a start and instinctively took a step back to distance herself, but realized something was wrong and held back.
He shook his head and said in a low voice with a cold expression, "It's okay."
"We are husband and wife, we can't hide each other." Li Daoqiang went a step further, took the soft and slightly cold hands, and said softly.
Shangguan Yan couldn't adapt to Li Daoqiang's sincere and fiery eyes, so she lowered her gaze. After some hesitation, she still felt that what Li Daoqiang said was reasonable and there was nothing to hide.
He said softly: "The Phoenix Blood Sword just sounded softly. It was very sad. I, I also feel uncomfortable."
Li Daoqiang glanced at the Phoenix Blood Sword and was even more sure that he had done the right thing.
The two divine weapons, the Dragon Soul Sword and the Phoenix Blood Sword, are indeed a pair and can even influence their masters.
Although Sima Changfeng, who had been released, no longer had the Dragon Soul Sword, Li Daoqiang had no intention of using the sword, so he still destroyed it. It was better to end it once and for all and eliminate the future troubles forever.
"Really?" Li Daoqiang looked happy.
Shangguan Yan raised his eyes in confusion, wondering why Li Daoqiang was so happy.
"Oh, Yan'er, this shows that you have completely made a break with the past in your heart and let it go completely. The Phoenix Blood Sword was inspired by it, and that's why you acted like this.
I believe that sadness is only temporary and will get better soon, and I believe in you too." Li Daoqiang said softly but firmly.
Shangguan Yan's eyes showed confusion.
is that so?
"Okay, don't think about it too much. Our husband and wife will only get better and better in the future. It's getting late. Let's go to bed early." Li Daoqiang put his hands on his soft shoulders, interrupting Shangguan Yan's thoughts.
Let’s talk about the destruction of the Dragon Soul Sword later. Anyway, as long as he doesn’t tell, no one will know.
The result of this change of topic was very good. Shangguan Yanxuebai's delicate face suddenly turned red and she lowered her gaze.
How could she, a first-time wife, not know the true meaning of rest?
Under the moonlight, another unique rhythm began.
Li Daoqiang said that he is a little busy, but as a man and a husband, this kind of busyness is what he should do and he can fully bear it.
In the following days, after staying in the stronghold for a few days and appeasing several ladies one by one each day, I could no longer waste time and left the stronghold alone to go straight to the Ming Dynasty, Shu.
Two days later.
A forest dozens of miles away from Yujian Villa.
The atmosphere was heavy and depressing, and pairs of eyes looked at that figure with fear, fear, or hatred.
He was dressed in black, his hair was disheveled, and his aura was like a god or a demon, covering the whole place. It was so terrifying that words cannot describe it.
There was a bit of impatience and ferocity on his cold face, and he held a stone mirror tightly in his hand.
He stared at Tong Bo, who was dressed in white, with fierce eyes and said coldly: "Tong Bo, I will give you one more chance, turn on the spiritual mirror immediately, otherwise Tong Zhan and Tong Xin will die."