She walked forward and helped Haoer pull up the quilt. Looking at his dirty little face, Fengjiu shook her head and smiled. She did not stay here for long. Instead, she sat by the bed for a while and then left.
After going outside, Feng Jiu looked at Leng Shuang and said, "You and Luo Yu stay here tonight! I'll send someone to replace you tomorrow."
"Yes." Leng Shuang responded, watched her leave, and then came to the tree where Luo Yu was.
When Feng Jiu returned to the mansion and entered the room, she saw Xuanyuan Mo Ze already sitting on the bed with his eyes closed. When he heard her come in, he opened his eyes and looked towards her.
"You haven't slept yet! It's very late."
As Fengjiu spoke, she walked forward, took off her outer clothes, and walked forward wearing only her inner clothes. When she was about to roll over him and sleep inside, she was hugged by him.
"Going to see Hao'er?" Xuanyuan Moze hugged her and let her sit on him.
Feng Jiu smiled, put her arms around him, rested her head on his chest, and said, "I went to the sect to see Jun Jueshang, and then I went to see Hao'er on my way back."
"Oh? For Wanyan Qianhua?"
"Yeah." She responded, "I'm also curious, what kind of person is Jun Jueshang? After seeing him tonight, I can't deny that he is very outstanding."
"Better than me?" Xuanyuan Moze raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes filled with a smile.
Hearing this, Fengjiu laughed softly, raised her head and leaned forward to peck his lips: "In my eyes, no one can compare to you."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze's heart moved, like a flower blooming, a smile appeared on his stern face, he looked at her in his arms and said: "Ajiu's words are very touching, I like them very much."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. It was not a light kiss, but a deep, lingering and passionate kiss.
The night was thick, the crescent moon in the sky was hidden in the clouds, and in the room, two figures were in love, like mandarin ducks entwined in love...
On the other side, in the Temple of the Son of God, the people from the temple were waiting in the temple early in the morning. While waiting, everyone was whispering to each other.
"It seems that the Holy Son will come out of seclusion today. He has been in seclusion for five years."
"Yeah! It goes by so fast! Five years have passed in the blink of an eye."
"I wonder how much the Saint Son's strength has improved in the past five years? I recently heard that Lord Tongtian and Xuanyuan Moze have an appointment to fight at the top of the mountain. Xuanyuan Moze's strength is now at the level of a God King."
"Not bad, not bad. I heard that he is very young and is a rare cultivation genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years."
"Haha, you don't know this!" An old man stroked his beard and smiled, glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice: "This Xuanyuan Moze is the Emperor Star, and he and Fengjiu, the Phoenix Star, complement each other. If they are not destined by heaven, do you think that any random person can be like them?"
"They are very powerful, but our Holy Son is not an ordinary person!" said another person, smiling, "Just wait and see! When the Holy Son comes out of seclusion this time, his strength must be on par with Xuanyuan Moze."
"God King level? Is it possible? After all, the strength of the God King level cannot be achieved just by thinking about it."
"I heard that if the Saint Son could cut off all emotions, the skills he practiced would be perfected, and the power would be beyond words."