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Chapter 478: The Ascetic Emperor God Pulled Down from the Altar

"It's hot."

She threw his hand away in disgust.

I have to pull off the gauze again.

Mu Qing closed her eyes and took a breath. A little empty, and the little succubus could no longer move.

But being unable to move made her even more uncomfortable.

Her face was flushed and her eyes were blurred.

"Mu Qing, I'm so hot..."

It was probably because she felt extremely uncomfortable, and she would cry whenever she felt wronged, with tears falling down her cheeks.

Mu Qing wiped it several times, and her fingers were wet with tears.

I could only hold her in my arms and try to see if I could get out of this dream quickly.

Unfortunately it didn't work at all.

Not only did it not work, Mu Qing felt even weirder as soon as she got closer.

He didn't even realize that his hand originally placed on her waist slid down a few inches and began to rub her.

"Well, Mu Qing~"

Her eyes were misty, her face was raised, and her red lips were so pretty.

Mu Qing stared at her lips, her Adam's apple twitching slightly, a drop of sweat slipped from her forehead and fell onto her arm, soaking the white robe with a drop of water stain.

Several beautiful dreams that the little succubus had when she was not dreaming came to mind.

She hugged his neck and sat on it with a limp body.

A soft and sweet voice whispered softly in my ears.

*

Mu Qing opened his eyes suddenly.

He is on the bed in the inn.

Mu Qing did not sit up, but looked at her hands with complicated eyes.

After a moment, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

The little succubus feels hot because of the influence of his spiritual consciousness.

She was in his dream, and everything in the dream was controlled by him.

If he hadn't been unstable, how could it have affected her.

He tried to erase everything in the dream from his mind, but found that he couldn't do it.

The more I want to forget, the clearer those things become.

Mu Qing closed her eyes.

After a long time, he burned the soiled handkerchief cleanly.

At this time, Gu Ruojiao also woke up.

Her face was rosy and her eyes were extremely charming, which seemed to be an expression of emotion.

Gu Ruojiao covered her face: "This body can't stand the teasing at all!"

It was just that she was slightly aroused by Mu Qing's consciousness, and she couldn't hold back any longer.

If Mu Qing hadn't controlled her, she would have knocked him down!

The system popped up: It's a normal host, the succubus was born from desire, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

However, the system is puzzled: Mu Qing reacted, shouldn't the host be happy?

Gu Ruojiao: "I don't like this feeling of being out of control."

Although succubi are born with the ability to control other people's dreams, it is not that easy to enter a dream, especially the dream of an ancient god like Mu Qing.

With Gu Ruojiao's current cultivation level, she was still unable to pull Mu Qing into her dream, so she took the risk and used her consciousness to enter his dream, which would lower his alertness.

When the consciousness enters the dream, all reactions in the dream will appear outside the dream, including injuries.

Entering other people's dreams means letting others control everything.

When she first entered Mu Qingmeng, she was also affected and almost forgot the purpose of entering.

Fortunately, she chose to fall asleep and woke up quickly.

But in other people's dreams, the only thing she can interfere with is the opportunity to wake up, and the rest is beyond her control.

When she woke up and saw Mu Qing again the next day, Gu Ruojiao was already like a normal person.

Mu Qing, on the other hand, would look at her from time to time, looking thoughtful.

Soon, a golden bird flew over. The tail was long and beautiful, and it shed golden light all the way.

Mu Qing stretched out his hand, and the golden bird landed on his hand, and then transformed into a letter.


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