"Yeah, little Mo Bai is really worthless. Not only did he not help his sister to vent her anger, but he also made himself like this..."
In a side hall, Su Jiumei, who had a hot figure, looked at Su Mobai who was lying on the bed with injuries all over his body, covered his mouth and smiled sweetly.
She was wearing a beautiful black tulle skirt at this time, which was a bit more conservative than the revealing outfit she wore when she was alone before, but it was still sultry.
The pink shoulders are white and red, exposed to the air, the plump breasts are tall and straight, almost torn out of the clothes, and the long snow-white legs are extremely eye-catching, and people can't take their eyes away from them.
What a peerless beauty!
The corners of her mouth raised, her crimson eyes looked at her silly brother who looked helpless with interest, and her slender hand placed on Su Mobai's chest.
He poked and poked gently, causing Su Mobai, who was still injured, to grin in pain.
"...Are you my biological sister? You actually said such things, it's all in vain. I almost fell out with that guy Feng Zichen because of you..."
Su Mobai made a sad face and sighed.
Su Jiumei chuckled and stopped her unscrupulous behavior of teasing her younger brother.
"Okay, I'm just kidding you..."
"This time in the lower realm has not been in vain. Judging from the original aura on your body, you should be about to break through. Now you can rest peacefully and recuperate..."
Su Jiu Meijiao smiled and said, Su Mobai's injury this time was really serious. Feng Zichen's last full-strength attack by Lianhua was no joke. Most people would have died long ago, and Su Mo Bai Tou Tie didn't.
It hurts the roots.
However, it also takes more than a month to nurse.
"It can only be this way……"
Su Mobai sighed. He wanted to retreat directly, start to break through to the God King Realm, and then go to Feng Zichen to win the battle.
However, his current physical condition does not allow him to be willful.
"You should rest here first. I have activated the highest level of healing magic circle. It will take about half a month to return to normal..."
Su Jiumei looked at her brother and saw that nothing was wrong. She felt relieved. She laughed a few times, then turned and left, leaving only the slightest alluring fragrance lingering in the side hall.
After leaving the side hall where Su Mobai was, Su Jiu Mei raised her lotus steps slightly, bringing along a gust of fragrant wind, and came to the main hall of the Dark Night Temple, where she saw the Saint of the Dark Night.
The Saint of the Dark Night was kneeling in front of the statue of the Dark Night Goddess. Her white-gold dress clung to her skin, revealing her perfect girlish curves.
She has long, bright purple hair that hangs down to her waist like a waterfall, and the saint's crown shines with holy light on her head.
The Dark Night Saint has the most perfect appearance in the world. She has been practicing the power of the Saint and serving the Dark Night Goddess all year round, giving this eighteen-year-old girl a jade-like skin and a holy temperament that make countless women jealous.
Even though her whole body was covered in a white-gold dress, not a single bit of her beauty was exposed, but the Saint of the Night was still able to attract everyone's attention to her when she stood with Su Jiumei, who had a hot figure and wore bold and revealing clothes.
Unparalleled in the world.
"Weier, do you really need to open the Demon Suppressing Prison during this trip to the secret realm?"
When she came to Her Majesty the Saint, Su Jiumei slowed down her steps, seemed a little cautious, and asked with a somewhat uneasy expression.
The Saint of the Dark Night opened her eyes, revealing azure, star-like eyes.
The Dark Night Saint stretched out her hand, and six blue star beads suddenly appeared behind her, floating in the palm of her hand like elves.
"But it's not complete yet. If we want to achieve the power of controlling the origin of all laws like the ancient Wan'er, we still have a lot to go..."
The Dark Night Saint shook her head regretfully. She was too young after all. Although her talent was astonishing and brilliant, not weaker than the ancient Dark Night Saint, it was a pity that she had not yet fully matured.
"What about your own practice?"
Su Jiumei asked with concern. She is the guardian of Her Majesty the Saint. The relationship between the two is deeper than that between an ordinary mother and daughter, so she is naturally very concerned about the girl's condition.
"It's not bad, the power of the origin of time has been converted by 40%, which is about the same level as Su Mobai..."
A smile appeared on the calm face of the Dark Night Saint, her eyes were filled with light, and the star beads in her hands turned into chaos, surging with mysterious power.
The power of time!
The most difficult power to comprehend among the six superior laws, the Dark Night Saint is only eighteen years old, but she has already mastered it.