A cold jade hand suddenly came up, gently pinched Balian's chin, and turned his slightly pale face towards him.
Balian was forced to turn his face, and happened to bump into the empress's still and deep dark eyes.
His heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked away.
The next moment, he heard her say slowly: "Hand, when do you want to put it down?"
Balian seemed to have experienced a fierce battle that was even more difficult than that of the headless corpse. He was covered in cold sweat. He quickly moved his hands down, held her thigh instead, stabilized her body, and continued to gallop in the mist.
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Speaking of which, although he and his empress had always gotten along in a polite manner, even though they stayed in Wangchen Hall every night, their relationship was by no means as ambiguous as the world thought.
But even so, in a sense, it was not that he and his wife had never hugged each other.
Although it is more similar to the hugging method between elders and juniors, it does not contain any affectionate meaning.
But this time the situation was critical, and he didn't have any evil intentions, so why was the atmosphere suddenly so weird and terrifying.
His mind was spinning for a long time as if it were rusty, before Balian gradually realized what...
Judging from the empress's true nature, he has really violated a big taboo.
Even ordinary people know that this tiger's butt cannot be touched.
Female tiger... even worse!
Your Majesty is not a little tiger with a tail curled into a heart shape. Your Highness the little tiger can rub your ass at will, but your Majesty's is, of course, not allowed.
But then I thought about why he was so nervous and guilty.
After all, isn't this action done to protect her?
It’s not like I’m deliberately taking advantage.
What was even more irritating was that he actually found that he had no way to refute his wife's words.
He didn't know how many times he had touched Shu Ci's evil body. Now it was only at this level. Why was it so useless?
Of course, he also knew very well in his heart that no matter how evil Shuci was, Bailian had long regarded her as his woman in his heart. In addition, the evildoer often seduced him openly, so it was natural for him to accept her.
But who is the empress? She is an ascetic and ruthless saint. Even if she pinches his chin like this, which is obviously too ambiguous, she will do it innocently, more like most juniors who have failed to teach their elders.
Although compared to others, Bai Lian can be said to be more relaxed in front of Cang Nanyi.
But the sense of oppression and awe that this saintly empress was born to bring to people is almost engraved in her bones.
Just like no matter how many years go by, the respect and awe a student feels when seeing his Master will never disappear.
Furthermore, Cang Nanyi truly had a feeling of teaching and mentoring towards Bai Lian.
Although he has never officially become a master, to Bai Lian, Cang Nan Yi is more akin to a respectable, admirable and respectable master than the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
He believed that he was not a traitor like Ah Luo. No matter how beautiful his wife was, she would not have the disrespectful intention of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.
Fortunately, touching the tigress's ass did not cause much dangerous consequences. Cang Nanyi saw that the movements under his hand had calmed down, and released his chin. After a moment of silence, he did not press his body again.
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I don’t know what I’m tabooing about.
With Balian being so awkward, calling her the Saint Empress is no longer so grand.
It makes her, the older generation, seem to be taking advantage of the younger generation.
The running speed of his body alone was definitely not slow. Balian worked hard to calm the turbulent sea of consciousness in his body, and still kept the distance between him and the headless corpse steadily.
After experiencing a short period of embarrassment, Balian returned to her emotions and asked as she ran: "The empress needs a quiet place without being disturbed by external objects to save her from disaster. The empress has been here several times before, so she must know where it is safe."
There was no answer from behind for a long time.
"Empress?" Balian asked tentatively.
Only then did Cang Nanyi speak out: "I have entered the door before. Wherever I am, I will be safe."
This time, it was Balian's turn to be silent.
Got it.
In the final analysis, it is still the absolute crushing of strength.
But you, the old man, must have a certain degree of perversion. In such a place with chaotic rules and order, it seems that it is no longer a problem in her place.
If it weren't for the difficulty of crossing this catastrophe at this moment, it is impossible to say that this woman would really have the power to cross and explore this endless abyss.
However, it is obvious that Cang Nanyi does not have a strong desire to explore remote and mysterious areas unknown to the outside world, so the information he has about the huge world under the gap behind the door is actually very limited.
So, does this mean that he is avoiding the pursuit of the headless corpse while exploring the new world continent?
Balian didn't know how long he had been running in this vast primeval forest, but he still couldn't get rid of the increasingly huge body behind him.
Throw it out, you can't be killed, you can't hide...
How to kill such a monster?
In this world, if Balian doesn't use his spiritual power and blood demon power to recover, he will eventually run out of physical strength just by relying on his physical body.
In such a strange world, I don't know the direction or the environment.
Even the goal is unclear.
Even though Balian had all the tricks, he was still at a loss.
While his mind was thinking rapidly, Balian still could not lose his calm.
The humidity in the air also became more humid and cooler as he went deeper into the depths of the forest.
The dark green color in front of me suddenly dispersed towards both sides of the field of vision.
The vision suddenly cleared, and a gurgling stream appeared in the lush ancient dense forest.
It's just that the stream is different from the human stream. Although the stream water also emits dripping waves, the flowing stream water is not clear or turbid.
But I saw a silvery light in the stream, like flowing silver sand.
Although the speed and range of Balian's spiritual power and consciousness are limited.
But with the power of the Six Paths Talisman, it is not completely useless.
At least, within a range of three feet around the body, the concentration of divine consciousness is still very high and difficult to resolve.
Within this three-foot range, Balian clearly did not feel any dangerous aura approaching.
But for some reason, when the silver quicksand river came into view, the fear that was almost engraved in his bones overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and countless goosebumps began to appear on the surface of his skin.
At the same moment, a glint of silver flashed across Balian's eyes. Because the speed was so fast, Balian didn't even see what it was, and heard a crackling sound.
In the peripheral vision, I could see the huge headless corpse as if it had been sliced open by a ray of silver light.
The incisions on the upper body slide down neatly and diagonally.
However, this monster did not die immediately. An astonishing roar broke out from its mouth, and the left hand holding the battle ax and the intact left hand of the monster were blasted into the stream.