The first goddess of pride

This time, he will never let go, even if she is his enemy, he will not let go...

Because, he really loves her...

Mu Xianning felt the most instinctive desires and reactions of her body. Different from the young body of fifteen years ago three years ago, she knew how to cater to her, and her body could bear more... and she could tease his passion better.

Make him want to stop.

In a dark, isolated place, he asked again and again, as if he wanted to make up for all the time lost in the past three years... Until, she completely lost consciousness... and fell asleep tiredly...

She didn't expect that this sleep would feel like a lifetime ago...

"Ning'er... hold on..." She could hear his voice, but she couldn't open her eyes.

"Ning'er... I will definitely take you out of here..." She knew he was beside her, but her consciousness was vague.

"Ning'er... open your mouth... drink..." Her mouth was full of the taste of blood, but she couldn't help but swallow it hungry... but her heart was torn inexplicably.

"Ning'er... when will you wake up..." His voice was sad and heartbreaking... like a child who had done something wrong...

She really wanted to wake up...but she was so tired that she wanted to sleep for a while...sleep for a while...

Peach blossoms, lots of peach blossoms.

Under the sunlight, it stung her eyes...so that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

The strong sunshine warmed her, but her eyes, which had not faced the sun for a long time, were not used to it. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to cover the sun, but found that her hands were so weak...

She squinted her eyes and looked around suspiciously.

Where is this? Is it heaven...

It’s just... is this a modern paradise... or an ancient paradise?

She has lived two lives, where will she go after she dies...

"you're awake?"

Beside her, a kind and old voice suddenly sounded. Lazy and warm.

She looked sideways slightly, and then she realized that there was an old man in white clothes with a white beard sitting in the sea of ​​flowers beside her.

He had long, sideways eyebrows, a snow-white beard, small eyes, and looked at her with a smile. He was as kind as an old god. He was dressed in a flawless white robe, which made him look like an immortal.

Has she arrived in the ancient paradise? Is he a god?

However, she actually felt... he looked so familiar...

"Lazy girl, it's time for you to get up. You've been sleeping for a long time. If this continues, this continent will be destroyed." The old man looked at her with a smile, as if he were looking at his own granddaughter, pampering and loving.

At this moment, Mu Xianning suddenly heard the owner of the voice.

"It's you?"

It was him, the mysterious old man who handed her the gold pocket watch and the black iron sword!

It's just that now he no longer has the pretense of abjection in the past, but is instead a clean and dignified worldly master.

"It seems you still remember me." The old man smiled, seemingly not surprised.

At this moment, Mu Xianning was completely awake. She sat up from the lounge chair in the sea of ​​flowers, but her body became dizzy after sleeping for a long time.

"Who are you? Why do you appear here?" Mu Xianning stared at the old man seriously.

Since she saw an acquaintance, it means that she is still alive!

"It doesn't matter who I am. Give me your hand and I'll take a look at your pulse." After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly approached and said with a kind expression.

Mu Xianning subconsciously withdrew her hand and said, "No need."