The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

In the Tianyang Realm, the witch felt ashamed and annoyed, and took the initiative to disperse the spiritual body outside.

Yutian interrupted and didn't let her speak, so she endured it. But he had said in front of her that he was greedy for her body, and she felt a little sad after all.

Even though that person was the mighty willow tree, which had accompanied him from childhood until he grew up and had helped him a lot along the way, she could not bear to hear those words in person.

In that case, what would I become? I was sincere, but I was treated as an outsider?

He has been so philandering that he has stepped on countless women, and even said in front of me that he is greedy for other people’s bodies…

Even if I say that behind her back.

'He's out there making love with her right now.'

The more the witch thought about it, the sadder she felt like crying. Previously in front of the Willow God in the outside world, the witch had given Yutian enough face, but now she was like a wounded little animal.

At this time, voices came from the back, vying with each other, as if it was a classroom where people were answering questions quickly.

Female Warrior: "The bulging veins may not necessarily be on the arm!"

Qingyi: "The one who stabs you in the back may not be a knife!"

Yu Zimo: "Difficulty breathing does not necessarily mean asthma!"

Dragon Girl: "If your whole body is hot, it may not be a high fever!"

Hong Huang: "Kneeling on the ground doesn't necessarily mean begging for mercy!"

The women sat together in the pavilion. Their heated discussions made the witch blush instantly, and the emotions that had been brewing with great difficulty disappeared in an instant.

The witch could see that everyone was comforting her.

"Sister Witch, don't be sad. Brother Fu...Brother Yu is a playboy. We can all see how good you are to him. I believe he didn't do it on purpose."

The first one to arrive was Xiao Lingchun. She stood up and walked to the witch, stretching out her tender little hands to wipe the witch's tears.

The witch was stunned, and then felt warmed.

No wonder that naughty brother likes to pamper this little girl!

Although she is a little cute and silly, her strength and talent are not that good.

But this little girl is very simple and kind. She is willing to cry for others in trouble when she first meets them. She is also willing to get close to and comfort people she is not familiar with. Who would not like her and Honghuang, these treasure girls?

The War Goddess was the second person to come and comfort him. In a sense, she and Yutian were the first people to have a relationship with him.

So no matter what, she felt that she was the first person and had the responsibility to manage the household.

"If I were jealous of that bastard, I would have died of jealousy a long time ago."

She snorted coldly and was also dissatisfied with the rainy day, but after experiencing a lot, especially facing life and death, she had long been accustomed to it.

Although she was also angry, there was nothing she could do because she had to deal with him.

As long as Yutian doesn't abandon him and doesn't take in anyone of bad character, she won't bother to pay any more attention to him.

It's not wrong for a man to be lustful, as long as it's not vulgar.

No one in the world can escape the three words "money", "power" and "lust". No one is a saint. As long as you: like lust but not be promiscuous, like money but not be greedy, and like power but not bring harm, there will be no big problem.

Given the witch's temperament, she would never show weakness in front of others, so her rebuttal was very timely.

"You are talking nonsense. I am not sad for my stinky brother. I am just practicing an ancient pupil technique."

The girls were speechless, all with an expression like, "Right, right, right! You are right!" and no one argued with her.

Even Yuechan rarely refrained from mocking the witch.

She could see that the witch cared a lot about rainy days, even Bai Jing was far less concerned.

If it's not true love, if you don't care so much, why would you shed tears?

A witch like this, she, a fellow Taoist who only had a little affection for her on a rainy day, had no right to laugh at her.

"Wait until brother comes back and we'll squeeze him together to vent your anger!"

The only one who could say such vicious words was Hong Huang, who was flattering Little Bear for his loyalty and acting like a sister who was standing up for him.

But as soon as these words were spoken, all the girls felt ashamed and angry. The Taoist nun friend who was dragged into Jiebao by her two best friends after she had just been purified had red cheeks and was almost turned into a steam girl out of shame.

...

The willows are swaying, and the silk ribbons are swaying.

Stepping into the vortex passage in front of the ancient sacrificial tree, I saw a colorful world on a rainy day.

Here, flowers and plants are lush and colorful, competing with each other in beauty... Birds and butterflies welcome the spring, orioles and orioles sing in the evening, colorful deer smell the fragrance, and jade rabbits flutter around... They form a flourishing ocean of vitality, like an illusory fairy tale dream.

There is no sin, no dispute, and not a trace of worldly pollution.

If there is a dream world in the world, it is undoubtedly this fairyland!

The jade feet are exquisite, and the willow chains are clear and graceful... As the Willow God takes light lotus steps, every step brings about life. Wherever the barefoot jade feet walk, grass grows, flower buds bloom, and some green bees and jade butterflies also fly over happily, dancing around the Willow God's delicate body.

I was in a daze the whole time during the rainy day, my mind glued to the beautiful figure in front of me, unable to extricate myself, all I had was a deep fascination.

In the center of this fairyland is a willow cottage without any fences. The wooden walls are covered with lush green vines, and the roof is covered with fragrant flowers.

No luxury, no ostentation.

When he reached the door of the wooden house, Willow God slowly turned around, with a hazy holy and ethereal aura, and looked at the rainy day with calm eyes.

"If one day in the future, the starry sky explodes, and old friends fall, and although you are invincible in the world, you are only accompanied by the cold road, what will you do?"

"God Liu, I..."

"No need to say more. Since you have chosen this path, you should know what you will face in the future, including me!"

The Willow God shook his head gently, and his celestial voice sounded extremely ethereal.

"I…"

I gritted my teeth on a rainy day, feeling a sudden pain in my heart for no reason, but I was speechless.

Willow God had said something similar before.

It was in the Shi Village in the lower world when he was about to enter the Butian Pavilion.

(See Chapter 57 about how shameless he is)

The Willow God talked about fate, the future, and other vague things.

And today when similar words were heard again, Yutian felt a sudden panic for no reason.

He could hear that Willow God was not asking about right or wrong, but about choice.

The road to construction is long and arduous.

If you don’t have enough talent and strength, you will be alone in the future. You will hardly see your old friends behind you, and you will only be accompanied by the cold road.

This is not alarmist talk or groundless worry, but it is a future event that is very likely to happen and a setback that you will face if you are not careful.

The turning of beautiful women into white hair and the death of old friends are extremely cruel to the living.

In a mortal's life, spring goes and autumn comes, and death occurs in a hundred years. This kind of pain may not torment him for too long.

Throughout a cultivator's life, he strives to cross the great path. If he is gifted and has enough opportunity, he will hardly ever grow old, not to mention the birth, aging, sickness and death of ordinary people.

He knew very well the talents of his entire family. Only the witch Yuechan was at the top, and most of the others were beyond the reach of even the original leader.

Without your own help, the future is definitely limited.

"No! God Liu, you are too modest. As long as I am here, no one will fall behind. I want everyone to live forever together. I want everyone to study the great way together and reach the realm of eternal immortality."

To achieve immortality, one only needs to be an immortal in the mortal world, or an immortal king. In Yutian's opinion, as someone who has foresight and the guidance of opportunity, it is not difficult for him to help everyone achieve this.

This is the case for those with the lowest talent, not to mention Liu Shen, who is the Immortal King. He has the confidence to fight with her at the realm above the Dao of Sacrifice.

“Besides, I think immortals and gods are just stronger creatures. If they only crave the Great Dao and unparalleled strength, and cultivate themselves to the point of forgetting the world and having no desires, and finally they are left alone to accompany the Great Dao and enjoy immortality… Such creatures are no different from stones. It is difficult to say that they are still living beings. Even if they are alive, they are just slaves to immortality and the Great Dao, slaves to strength, and no different from dead people and soulless dead things!”

I don’t want or desire such an eternal life even on rainy days. I would rather be a mortal.

After hearing Yutian's words, Willow God fell silent, recalling his own long life of millions of years. He was indeed lonely and tired, not even like a living being.

It is difficult for the Willow God to tell right from wrong, or who is good or bad.

However, her next words and actions made Yu Tian lose his mind instantly and he sank into a deep dream.

"Is that kind of primitive impulse so addictive to you?"

A fragrant breeze blew on his face, and Willow God appeared in front of him in an instant, so close that the distance between them was less than an inch. Her beautiful eyes looked into Yutian's eyes from a distance of less than a finger, as if she could see through his heart through the reflection in her pupils.

Gudu…

On rainy days, the Adam's apple twitches and the sound of swallowing saliva is made unwillingly.

Willow God’s question was too blunt, so blunt that he really wanted to say yes, really wanted to say that as long as it was her, he would be willing to be impulsive enough to die under her skirt, die on Willow God’s body.

However, he couldn't answer, and it was not easy to answer, after all, ideas are just ideas.

Just like men grow old and die, women have an exponential lust curve.

It’s all true, and you can think about it, but you can’t just say it out loud shamelessly, right?

The Willow Goddess leaned her head back, slightly opened her red lips, and like a dragonfly touching the water, lightly touched the corner of Rainy Day's lips, and separated at the touch.

Afterwards, she frowned slightly and tasted the feeling between his lips, without any sadness or joy, and her expression returned to calm.

"Nothing special!"

Yutian's head buzzed, the light in his pupils retracted, and he shook off the distracting thoughts and looked at Liu Shen who was still looking at him.

The next second, Yutian could no longer restrain his body, like a hungry tiger, he stretched out his hands and leaned forward to pounce on the food...