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Chapter 484 The Ascetic Emperor God Pulled Down from the Altar 38

The little succubus seemed a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look around.

Mu Qing thought she looked very cute and couldn't help teasing her.

He brought her to the bed, and the little succubus was so cramped that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

For some reason, Mu Qing remembered her sitting astride his lap in the previous dream.

The little succubus in the dream will no longer remember those things once she wakes up. He is the only one whose heartstrings are touched by her every time.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing hugged her onto his lap.

As expected, her face immediately turned red and she couldn't even lift her head.

Probably because she was afraid of falling, she gently held his robe with her hands.

"Emperor, Emperor God."

Her eyes were moist, her cheeks were rosy, and her two little ears were so red that they seemed to bleed if she pinched them.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it.

She felt her tremble, raised her eyes timidly, glanced at him quickly, and lowered her eyes again.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with a faint mist, which made people's hearts tremble.

Mu Qing's voice became hoarse.

"I'm here to help you refine the Red Soul Pill."

He rubbed her ears and told the story in a low and hoarse voice.

But he ignored the fact that he needed to separate himself.

Once she heard that he was here to help her, no matter how shy the little succubus was, she could only endure it.

But her little face was always red, as if if he went too far, she would be embarrassed.

She didn't realize that even if he was here to help her, he didn't need to do it in this way.

Mu Qing suppressed a smile and whispered: "Be calm and calm, don't be afraid, I will guide you to spiritual consciousness."

"Um."

*

It takes three days and three nights to refine the red soul pill.

They didn't eat anything during these three days.

The two of them have been staying in consciousness.

Three days later, the red soul pill was completely refined, and Mu Qing's soul was integrated into Gu Ruojiao's soul.

At the moment of integration, Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat.

It was like a warm spring poured in, covering and submerging the coldness in an instant.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the little succubus in his arms, and slowly tightened his arms.

With Mu Qing's divine soul, the drop of blood of the ancient fallen demon in Gu Ruojiao's body was crushed into nothingness by his power.

Both of them came out of their consciousness.

"Emperor God!"

The little succubus ran over happily, but when she was about to throw herself into his arms, she suddenly stopped and bowed respectfully.

Mu Qing paused and took back his hand.

"But do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No more! Jiaojiao feels very comfortable all over!"

She smiled. Although her face was still a little pale, her eyes were bright and she was full of energy that he had never seen before.

Mu Qing resisted the urge to touch her face.

"Then let's go and say goodbye to the mountain master?"

"Are we going back to heaven?"

She seemed a little reluctant to give up, and her eyes darkened immediately.

"Don't want to go back?"

The little succubus said nothing.

Mu Qing said: "Have you forgotten what I said? No matter what you are thinking, you can tell me."

"Then... Jiaojiao likes the human world. If you want to go back later, is it okay?"

After saying that, he glanced at Mu Qing anxiously.

How could Mu Qing be willing to refuse?

"Can."

As expected, the little succubus's eyes lit up again.

The two said goodbye to the mountain master, and Mu Qing took her to play in the human world.

And whatever they played during the day would be reflected in their dreams at night.

As soon as he fell asleep that day, Mu Qing noticed a different touch than before.

The little succubus was lying in his arms, and his arms were around her waist, encircling her in a hugging posture.

And none of them even...

The touch in my arms is so real, soft, and warm.


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