Heretic Doctor Zihou

In the exquisite hotel room, Zihou Qingsi sits messy and cross-legged on a soft and clean big bed.

She was loosely dressed in a tattered white dress. Sharp-eyed people can find that this long skirt is the one worn by Zihou last night.

Behind her, Emperor Mo Yun* wore a muscular upper body, with a muscular haircut against the smooth back of Zihou.

Slender fingers slid lightly on the back of Zihou, then Mo Yunhuang lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the shoulder of Zihou. After the expression on his face faded away from the cold and indifferent, it was full of It is contentment and pampering, even when kissing Zihou, there is a hint of piety.

"Get up!" Looking sideways at the poor clothes that I just put on my back, the clothes are stripped off again by someone, and then I think of the good things someone did last night, Zihou The anger came to the ground!

With a cold snort, Zihou moved a pit, far away from someone.

She doesn't want to see Mo Yunhuang now!

With a feeling of resentment and resentment, Zihou raised its eyes and looked at the bright sky outside the window...

At this time, the sky is bright, and bright light shines through the windows, giving people a warm and lazy feeling.

Dai frowned, Zihou gritted her teeth.

No need to think about it, it must be past noon now!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) Her physique has been transformed by the Nether Fire and the Suzaku Sacred Fire into a ‘rough skin and thick flesh’, coupled with the restoration of the power of Chaos, as long as it does not hurt the fundamental serious injury, she can completely repair it soon!

But why...

Why can't her physique play a role in that kind of thing?

Should it be uncomfortable or uncomfortable, should it hurt or should it hurt!

Is it because her physique is immune to this kind of thing, or is Emperor Mo Yun tossing too much?

Unable to think of the answer, Zihou simply attributed all the faults and all the dissatisfaction to Mo Yunhuang.

When Mo Yunhuang saw Zihou sitting far away from him with an uncomfortable expression, his eyebrows that were like peerless swords lightly raised.

"Why, you're angry?" Mo Yunhuang's strong arms propped on his side with a patchwork texture, and his thin lips held an arc of evil charm.

Zihou stared fiercely at Mo Yunhuang with his angry eyes. She wanted to scold him, but when she met Mo Yunhuang, she was stunned.

But seeing Emperor Mo Yun at this moment, his upper body was completely naked. His hands on his sides are full of strong masculine charm. Especially that body full of endless explosive muscles, it is not exaggerated but the absoluteness feels screaming!

His appearance is a peerless appearance chosen from a million. The clock of the creation is handsome and beautiful. At this moment, it faded away from the usual indifference and arrogance temperament, but replaced it with an evil and evil temperament, which is simply crazy!

Perfect figure, peerless appearance, and the evil temperament based on the imperial aura...

The reason of Zihou does not exist for a moment!

However, after all, she was used to Emperor Mo Yun's perfection, so she could recover as soon as possible.

"Monster!" Zihou sipped in secret.

After the scolding, I was probably in a better mood. Although my heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney were itchy, Zihou did not have the urge to kill.

"Huh! Warn you, don't touch me!" With a word of warning, Zihou turned around, and after wrapping her clothes firmly, her mind moved, summoning a white light from the dance of dreams …

A white halo appeared in the void, and then slowly fell on the palm of Zihou.

Staring at the white halo on the palm of his hand, watched the light gradually dissipate, revealing a fist-sized white jade pagoda...

"Haotian Pagoda..." Without blinking, he carefully looked at the pagoda in his hand, Zihou did not miss any detail.

This white jade pagoda is exactly the treasure from the miracle of Zihou-Haotian Pagoda!

The Haotian Pagoda is one of the Seven Great Treasures at the beginning of the creation of the world, and it is also a supreme divine object that condenses the good fortune of the world.

Hundreds of millions of years ago in ancient times, the Haotian Tower was owned by the Lich Throne. The Lich Throne was able to become a hegemonic figure in the ancient times of chaos, the strong like clouds, and the dancing of gods and demons, which will be remembered by later generations, and the help of the Haotian Tower is indispensable.

Of course, on the other hand, it is precisely because of the Lich Throne that the Haotian Tower has exerted its inestimable terrifying power!

Later, although the Lich Throne disappeared inexplicably, the Haotian Tower was preserved by his descendants, and it has been passed down to this day. However, after the Lich Throne, the Haotian Tower will be silent forever...

Zihou The color of the eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

The Haotian Tower on the palm was small, not much bigger than her fist. The nine-story tower looks simple and plain, without the slightest glamour, and it can't even be related to exquisiteness.

Apart from the mysterious runes engraved on each layer of the tower, there is nothing else.

However, Zihou also understands in my heart. As the saying goes, returning to the basics, the treasures that truly contain the Dao, are the most unpretentious!

The legends about Haotian Tower that she heard from Emperor Mo Yun caused waves of shock in her heart.

It's hard to imagine that such a small thing would burst out with such terrifying power!

Zihou stretched out another hand and brushed it over the tower of Haotian Tower. Where her slender fingers swept across, there were circles of ripples.

"Heh~" Zihou chuckled. Maybe it is interesting, but Zihou has increased its strength. As the strength of Zihou increased, the waves of water ripples around Haotian Tower became more and more obvious.

"The Haotian Tower is not for you to play like this!" A deep and **** voice came from behind Zihou.

With such a magnetic voice, there is no one except Emperor Mo Yun!

Zihou is still a little unwilling to talk to him, but I am looking forward to Mo Yunhuang introducing her more information about Haotian Tower.

Although Emperor Mo Yun had given her the Haotian Tower before they left for the holy city, he didn't say anything. She had forgotten the Haotian Pagoda for the time being along the way.

"Then you said how should I use it?" Zihou asked reluctantly. She hadn't noticed at all, now she looked like the Purple Emperor who had committed Tsundere disease!

Zihou usually treats outsiders with a cold attitude. Only when facing him will the hidden emotions be revealed. However, it is also rare to see the arrogant appearance at this moment.

This look of Zihou made Mo Yunhuang's heart agitated. Resisting the urge to pull her into her arms, Mo Yunhuang smiled and explained, "You can't use it yet!"

"Why?" Zihou raised his eyebrows, and finally gave Mo Yunhuang a corner of his eye.

"The condition of the Haotian Tower is better than that of the Eastern Emperor Bell, so it is relatively difficult to control. If you want to use the Haotian Tower, you have to wait until you reach the **** level, or at least cultivate the soul!"

Zihou listened to Mo Yunhuang's explanation, nodded lightly, a clear look across his eyes.

She understood what Mo Yunhuang meant.

The seven ancient treasures are in various states today, just like human cultivators. Because the state of the East Emperor Bell is relatively weak, she was able to control the East Emperor Bell long ago. However, the state of the Haotian Tower must be better than the Eastern Emperor Bell. After all, it is an ancient treasure, in a better state, and has relatively higher requirements for users!

If she used the Haotian Tower forcibly now, let alone it would be difficult, even if she could, it would be no different from suicide!

Zihou once again set his gaze on the Haotian Tower in his hand, and his dark eyes reflected the white jade of Haotian Tower.

In the next instant, the Haotian Tower floated from the palm of Zihou, and the light flashed and disappeared into the void.

"Since you can't use it now, let's wait until you reach the **** level before you use it!" Zihou muttered to itself, then grabbed his clothes and prepared to get up.

The top priority now is cultivation!

She also needs to prepare for the trial of the ancient world. It is said that the trial of the ancient world is weird and unpredictable, and she needs strong strength to ensure her safety.

"Wait, it will be done soon!" Zihou made a fist, his eyes filled with bright light.

Seeing Zihou wearing clothes for himself, Mo Yunhuang shook his head helplessly.

Last night, he bullied her a little bit cruelly. However, isn't all this because of love?

He himself had never thought that one day he would be as firm as he would be planted on such a small woman!

Together with Zihou, he is no longer a demon emperor in the eyes of the world, but an ordinary man who loves his woman deeply!

"Still angry?" Mo Yunhuang asked with some lack of confidence.

"Kill you!" Zihou flashed towards Mo Yunhuang.

The huge inertia knocked Mo Yunhuang, who didn't want to resist, onto the bed. Zihou lowered his head and opened his mouth to put a mouthful on Mo Yunhuang's neck.

Hiss~

Emperor Mo Yun took a breath.

Zihou continued to speak, but he was merciless. Although Mo Yunhuang is strong, but he is willing to let Zihou bite, so he bites and bleeds quickly.

There was a smell of blood in her mouth, and Zihou was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she had used so much force.

"Did you breathe?" Zihou slowly raised his head and faced a pair of purple eyes with a slight smile.

"Yeah!" Zihou blinked, then nodded after a long time.

"Heh~" Mo Yun Huang Jiang's aggrieved, tangled and distressed look in Zihou was seen in the bottom of his eyes, and a wave of love rose in his heart.

"Why sulking?" Mo Yunhuang asked. Even if he tossed so much last night, with the character of Zihou, he would not be so sulking.

"Huh!" Zihou twisted the beginning, not looking at Mo Yunhuang.

However, Emperor Moyun is a tall man, and he can easily see the red earlobe exposed in Zihou.

Seeing this, Mo Yunhuang raised his eyebrows.

This is, shy?

"What the **** is going on?" Mo Yunhuang was very curious, but asked patiently.

"Cough!" Zihou pretended to cough.

She turned her head to look at Mo Yunhuang, her complexion flushed. However, she immediately put on a gesture of risk, "I just don't understand, obviously my physique is not bad, but every time..."