Xu Wendong’s face broke into a mischievous smile: "I forgot to eat sis-in-law’s noodles!"
Upon hearing this.
Lin Yiren’s eyes showed a hint of shock.
But quickly, a flush crept over her cheeks like silent clouds, looking as delicate and beautiful as a flower.
It was only then she rembered that when she cooked noodles for Xu Wendong before, he said he’d eat her noodles later at night.
However, she was just thinking about trying that large-grain condom and forgot about it.
Coming to her senses.
Lin Yiren weakly said, "Wendong, sis is really tired today, how about we wait until tomorrow?"
Xu Wendong had just returned for half a day, and the two had already gone through three intense rounds, each lasting about an hour, which left her a bit overwheld.
"Alright!"
Xu Wendong nodded solemnly, having returned to Earth, he had plenty of ti to enjoy with his sis-in-law.
After that.
He helped Lin Yiren wipe off the droplets of water, bent down, picked her up, and carried her out of the bathroom into the bedroom!
Xu Wendong gently laid Lin Yiren onto the soft bed, then lay down beside her, extending his arm, tenderly embracing Lin Yiren into his arms.
Lin Yiren naturally rested her head on Xu Wendong’s chest, clearly hearing his steady, strong heartbeat, its sound carrying a mystical power that gradually cald her down.
Xu Wendong gently stroked Lin Yiren’s soft hair, his fingers running through the silky strands, feeling its softness and fineness.
With the other hand, he gently caressed Lin Yiren’s back, as if comforting her weary body and mind.
Lin Yiren closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the mont of tranquility and warmth, as her fatigue was gradually swept away by Xu Wendong’s soothing touch.
The room was enveloped in a quiet yet ambiguous atmosphere, only their light breathing intertwined.
Moonlight filtered through the window, wrapping the embracing lovers in a veil of silver gauze.
Xu Wendong gently lowered his head, placing a soft kiss on Lin Yiren’s forehead, like the brightest star in the night sky, fleeting yet full of deep affection.
Lin Yiren’s lips curved with a hint of a happy smile, her hand unconsciously resting on Xu Wendong’s abdon, feeling the lines of his muscles.
In this warm embrace, her drowsiness grew stronger, her eyelids heavier, until she drifted into a dreamland!
Her cheeks flushed slightly, like a ripe peach, carrying a hint of intoxicating sweetness.
Long eyelashes like two delicate little fans, rested gently on her eyelids, casting a light shadow on her face, quivering softly with each breath like a butterfly resting on a flower, serene and beautiful!
Her lips pouted slightly, as if even in her dreams she had a hint of playfulness, their pink color more enticing under the moonlight.
A few strands of hair playfully fell on her face, Xu Wendong gently brushed them aside, yet new ones slipped down, as if reluctant to leave her delicate skin.
Her brows relaxed, free from the day’s worries and troubles, her entire face appeared particularly peaceful and serene, like a carefree child imrsed in her sweet dreams.
The sight made Xu Wendong unable to resist the urge to protect her, unwilling to disturb this tranquility and loveliness.
Seeing that his sis-in-law had fallen asleep, Xu Wendong also slowly closed his eyes, communicating with the Dragon Soul inside him: "Lord Long, can you hear ?"
"Hey, Lord Long?"
"Are you asleep?"
After calling him a dozen tis, Xu Wendong received a response from the Dragon Soul, with a hint of impatience in his voice: "What’s the matter, speak quickly, don’t disturb Lord Long’s cultivation!"
Xu Wendong smiled wryly: "When did your temper beco so short?"
The Dragon Soul, displeased, said: "Would you stay calm if soone wakes you forcibly during cultivation?"
Xu Wendong had no answer.
It seed Lord Long’s point was valid!
Before he could speak, the Dragon Soul’s voice slowly rang out: "I have to say, the Origin Land is indeed a miraculous existence. Although it only has Spiritual Energy and lacks Immortal Energy, its Spiritual Energy is exceptionally abundant and pure, even more nourishing to my soul than Immortal Energy!"
Xu Wendong proudly said: "Otherwise, how could I be so powerful?"
The Dragon Soul, speaking in an ancient voice, asked: "Tell , why did you wake up?"
"How do I find those reincarnated Celestial Gods?" Xu Wendong asked the question that puzzled him, even though he had used magic to repair the sky of the Immortal Realm as good as new.
But he knew this was not a long-term solution.
He must find those reincarnated Celestial Gods, rebuild the Heavenly Court, and let the gods return to their positions to restore the Three Realms to prosperity.
Only then, if the Otherworldly Demons dare to invade, can they handle them with ease.
The Dragon Soul sighed helplessly: "To be honest, Lord Long doesn’t know how to find those reincarnated Celestial Gods either. However, you are recognized by them, you are the last hope of the Three Realms."
"I have a feeling, even if you don’t seek them out, those reincarnated Celestial Gods will appear beside you as if by destiny."
Stopping for a mont, the Dragon Soul softly said: "Boy, don’t put so much pressure on yourself, you’ve done very well, since you have returned to Earth, just live well for a while!"
His tone was complex, deeply aware of how difficult Xu Wendong’s journey had been, feeling sympathy for his experiences, and knowing the weight of the mission he carried.
"Alright then, I’ll take it as giving myself a vacation!" Xu Wendong replied with a smile, then ended his communication with the Dragon Soul, and holding the sexy woman in his arms, entered into dreamland.
At the sa ti, under the dark night, Zhao Yin drove a vehicle, carrying the critically injured Master Yuding, as it sped away from Qingyuan City.
The black RV, like a ghost in the night, raced across the highway, breaking the silence of the night.
Finally, the vehicle arrived fifty kiloters east of Qingyuan City, at Qingyang Mountain.
Qingyang Mountain, with majestic peaks and lush greenery, shrouded in mist, resembles an Immortal Realm.
On the mountain stands a historical and profound Taoist Temple, where Master Yuding’s master, Master Wudao, has been devotedly cultivating.
Master Yuding, gravely injured by Xu Wendong’s powerful strike, is now severely wounded, life hanging by a thread, akin to a candle flickering in the wind, at risk of extinguishing at any mont.
In this critical mont, only his master, Master Wudao, with his profound dical skills and transcendent Immortal Law, might have the ability to save his life.
For this reason, Zhao Yin, anxious and eager, hurriedly rushed him to this place to seek dicine.
He knew that ti was pressing, every passing second could draw Master Yuding closer to death.
Moreover, he had to ask Master Wudao to co out of seclusion.
To seek justice for Master Yuding!
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