Chapter 185 The Scheming Saint of the Demonic World VS the Stunning and Hateful Goddess 16
Mo Jin's spiritual world.

Yu Yao was half lying on a rocking chair under the sacred tree in front of the fairy palace, chewing a fairy fruit that was much bigger than her face.

She was not wearing any shoes or socks, revealing a pair of snow-white, crystal-clear little feet, delicate and translucent.

Under the refraction of the sunlight, it is light pink and sways gently back and forth.

He looks relaxed and comfortable.

Just then, a man appeared in front of her.

The man was dressed in a snow-white robe, and his face was like a beautiful painting, which was fascinating.

Under the dark eyebrows, the light golden eyes are like the brightest stars in the night sky, revealing a deep light.

Mo Jin half-knelt in front of her, and suddenly grabbed one of her feet with his big, beautiful hand with distinct joints. Without any disdain, he held it in his palm and played with it gently.

He stared at her with his indifferent and deep eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, and said softly: "Why don't you even wear shoes and socks?"

"It's comfortable like this, so I didn't wear it."

She looked at the man in front of her and smiled faintly.

After he finished speaking, he took a bite of the fairy fruit in his hand. It was fresh, fragrant and soft, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

"Eat carefully, guide carefully, and make sure the immortal energy doesn't flow into your meridians, otherwise it will be detrimental to your practice."

Seeing her eating like this, Mo Jin frowned slightly and gave her some worried instructions.

She raised her lips and smiled at the man in front of her, "Got it."

So I didn't continue eating.

She pulled back the foot that Mo Jin was holding in his palm and started to guide him while sitting in the rocking chair.

Mo Jin didn't leave either. He just stood there and watched, his eyes fixed on the route guided by her body.

As long as he wanted, the woman in front of him would be transparent and he could see through her.

Seeing that all the immortal power flowed into her abdomen and was finally absorbed by the two light balls, Mo Jin felt relieved.

After a while.

Yu Yao had almost fed the two little ones in her belly.

She stood up from the rocking chair, stepped barefoot on the ground, hugged Mo Jin tightly, and said coquettishly: "Husband, it's so boring here, take me out to play, okay?"

Although she didn't plan to go back to the Demon Realm in the short term, she didn't want to stay there forever. The main reason was that it was too boring and there was no one to talk to.

Mo Jin knew she was bored, so he thought for a moment and said, "The Peach Festival is coming soon. All the famous immortals, demons, monsters and ghosts from the six realms will come that day. I'll take you out to see the excitement then."

Yu Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, "I am a demon, and I don't have an invitation. Will I be kicked out of Nantianmen if I show up at this kind of event?"

The Demon Lord must have received the invitation and will definitely go when the time comes.

If she shows up, how do I explain it to her?

"With this Lord God here, who dares to drive you out of the South Heaven Gate?"

Mo Jin seemed a little unhappy.

He looked at her and felt that she was indeed not suitable to appear like this. "I will change your appearance when the time comes, and I will also absorb the evil spirit in your body for you. Just act as my Taoist child and follow me."

"That's great. I will be your Taoist boy and follow you."

When Yu Yao heard that she could watch the fun without exposing herself, she was not dissatisfied at all. She smiled happily.

"By the way, when will the Peach Festival be held? How long will it take?"

She asked again impatiently.

Mainly because it's too boring here.

Because of the immortal energy flowing inside, she couldn't even use cultivation to pass the time.

Every day I eat and sleep, wake up and eat, or just wander around.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will become boring after seeing it too much.

Mo Jin looked at her, thought for a moment, and said calmly, "March 20th, I will come in and take you out then."

"March 20th?"

Yu Yao raised an eyebrow and secretly counted the days. When she found that there was not much time left, her eyes were full of anticipation again.

How could she not be looking forward to it? That was the Peach Festival, which was a legend to her before.

"Okay, my husband, don't forget me when you're busy."

She put her arms around his neck, as if remembering something, and said, "By the way, husband, you didn't secretly remove the painting I put on you last time, did you?"

Mentioning this, Mo Jin's face turned slightly red, and his expression was a little unnatural, "No." He spoke in a very small voice, with a look of shame.

Every time before bathing and going to bed, he would look at the ink plum blossom painted on his forbidden area, and the words written on his vital point: Yu Meiji.

When he heard three words, he...

He thought about using magic to erase it several times, but he was afraid that if this woman knew about it, she would torture him, so he didn't do it.

Yu Yao took in his expression and suddenly wanted to tease him.

She said in disbelief, "Really? Let me see."

After saying this, she unceremoniously lifted up his white robe and pretended to pull down his pants.

Mo Jin stepped back quickly, holding onto his robe tightly, and looked at her warily, looking like a chaste and heroic woman.

"My husband has already said it's true, why don't you believe me?"

As their feelings deepened, he naturally called himself husband, and he himself did not even notice these changes.

"Husband, what are you doing? Meiji is not someone else. We already have a child. Why are you so shy?"

She held back her laughter, took a few steps forward, and pretended to grab it again...

Mo Jin was so frightened that he took a few steps back, looking like his chastity was about to be lost.

As if he was afraid that she would come forward again, he hurriedly said, "I will come back to take you out when the Peach Festival begins."

There was a flash of white light, and then it quickly disappeared.

“Hahaha…this is so funny.”

Looking at Mo Jin's embarrassed escape, Yu Yao laughed so hard that her body shook.

Ninth Heaven, Zihong Palace.

Mo Jin had already returned to his palace at this time. Thinking about what had just happened, the fear on his face had not yet disappeared, and it was a little hot.

He had never seen such a bold and wanton woman.

But strangely, he didn't hate her for doing this. Instead, he liked her very much.

Even desired her a little more.

"Ahem..." His face turned slightly red.

Of course, he would neither admit it nor say it out loud.

He walked out of his palace, a tall hall paved with white jade, which looked sacred and noble.

There were only a few immortal men and five or six Taoist children serving him in the entire palace, but no immortal maidens.

He used to be extremely misogynistic, so there was not a single woman in the entire Zihong Palace.

But strangely, I don't hate her.

A few Taoist children holding brooms saw Mo Jin and quickly bowed to him and said, "Greetings, Lord God."

He nodded slightly, raised his foot and stepped on the ground that had been wiped clean by the Taoist boy. His long white robe dragged and the black hair hanging behind his head was blown away by the wind.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a faint sound coming from the gate of Zihong Palace.

At the gate of Zihong Palace.

A fairy with an extremely beautiful face was holding a small mahogany basket in her hand, which contained a plate of small green fruits with a circle of gold in the middle. The sunlight shone into the green fruits, and the crystal flesh exuded a rich fairy spirit, which was obviously not an ordinary product.

It was Xiyao, the sixth princess of the East China Sea.

"Immortal Qingyun, I really have something to ask Lord Mojin. Could you please go in and report it for me?"

Xiyao said to the Immortal Qingyun who blocked her way.

She missed that man so much that she couldn't help but come to the Heavenly Palace from the East China Sea.

Fortunately, the two had some interactions in the battlefield between immortals and demons before, so they could use this as a starting point to approach Lord Mo Jin.

"Princess Xiyao, Lord Mo Jin doesn't like women. This is something known to all six realms. Whether I go in and report it or not, the result will be the same."

The Immortal Qingyun looked at the Sixth Princess of the East China Sea who was dressed gorgeously in front of him with a helpless expression.

It’s not that he was unwilling to go in and report, but that the God really hated women.

He didn't think that the Sixth Princess of the East China Sea in front of him was anything special.

It will make the extremely misogynistic God not hate her approaching.

"Qingyun."

No one knew when Mo Jin appeared. He showed no signs of joy or sadness. He just stood there. The air around him seemed to slow down, becoming cold and indifferent.