Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

The Holy Mother of Yaochi stood quietly, with her back to Jun Jian, and lowered her head slightly, with a shy blush on her face, like a ripe apple. Her heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Deep in her heart, joy surged into her heart like a tide, and the feeling of being overwhelmed made her a little intoxicated. Her thoughts were like moths to a flame, and she couldn't help but recall the scene when they were practicing spiritual intercourse. It was a beautiful and unforgettable experience.

Zhang Junjian also felt the mood swings of the Holy Mother of Yaochi at this time. His eyes fell on her back, as if he could see her inner joy through her thin clothes. He stood quietly without speaking, as if he was communicating with her attentively.

The silence between them is not because they have nothing to say, but a tacit understanding without words, a proof of their tacit understanding. In this silence, they seem to be able to hear each other's heartbeat, feel each other's breathing, and experience the indescribable warmth.

Suddenly, Zhang Junjian took a step forward and gently but firmly hugged the Holy Mother of Yaochi from behind. The Holy Mother of Yaochi trembled slightly, but did not resist at all. Instead, she leaned her head on Zhang Junjian's shoulder obediently. The two bodies were so close that they seemed to be able to feel each other's every heartbeat and every breath.

They just hugged each other quietly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. The world around them became blurry, and only each other's existence was so real. They enjoyed this tranquility and warmth, as if the whole world belonged to only the two of them.

"We will never be separated again." Zhang Junjian whispered, with a hint of firmness and commitment in his voice. This sentence was like a seed planted in their hearts, waiting for the day when it would blossom and bear fruit.

"Yes." Yaochi Holy Mother responded softly, with a hint of tenderness and dependence in her voice. This simple word contained thousands of words, a response to Zhang Junjian and an expectation for their future.

At this time, snowflakes were floating in the sky, dancing lightly like elves. They seemed to be sending blessings to the lovers and adding a touch of romance to their love. Snowflakes fell one after another, landing on their bodies, but there was no chill, but instead made their hearts warmer.

In the snow, Zhang Junjian and the Holy Mother of Yaochi walked farther and farther away, slowly disappearing in the distance. Their love was as pure and beautiful as the snowflakes, without a trace of impurities. Their story will be passed down forever and become a beautiful memory in people's hearts.

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In the Grand Canyon of the forbidden area of ​​the Yao Chi Holy Land, in the cave that was familiar to both of them, there was a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

Zhang Junjian hugged the Holy Mother of Yaochi tightly, and their eyes met, revealing deep emotions. They understood that the current situation was serious, and they had to discuss together how to face the Emperor of Heaven who was hiding behind the scenes in the Heavenly Palace.

“Jun Jian, you have to know that there is a tradition of tens of millions of years between the Holy Land of Yao Chi and the Heavenly Palace, and that is marriage. However, due to various reasons, I did not marry the Emperor of Heaven. Due to the complicated situation, your mother also escaped from this fateful arrangement for the sake of your father.” There was a hint of helplessness and determination in the voice of the Holy Mother of Yao Chi.

A trace of heartache flashed in Zhang Junjian's eyes. He gently stroked the hair of the Holy Mother of Yao Chi and said softly, "I understand the Holy Mother's difficulties. This tradition has bound the fate of too many people. We can't let this continue. We must find a way to break this situation."