readytorunbook Chapter 348 Cheating
Chapter 348 Cheating
Before entering the Qintian Secret Realm, Zhu Jiu originally agreed to go to Jiuqu Shuozhou with Yue Shangxian, but now that she knows Ji Qi's true identity, she gave up this idea.
Because Ji Qi cannot continue to go back to the past, it will do him more harm than good.
For this reason, Zhu Jiu temporarily put the matter of going to the divine realm on hold.
Eventually she returned to the cliff.
From Senior Sister Yi Chi from Jueya who suddenly turned into the ascended boss Zhu Jiu, the people around her who were unaware of the situation were... quite at a loss. They probably didn't know how to face her, so much so that the communication talisman didn't make any movement for the entire day.
After Elder Luo returned in defeat, Zhu Jiu looked down and saw Mo Huaizun drafting a document.
The content shows that Zhu Jiu is no longer the eldest sister of Jueya, but the supreme ancestor of Jueya, and the details of the treatment she enjoys.
After reading the whole article, it can be summed up in three words: offer it up.
He has the highest status and the greatest power, his word is worth a thousand gold, but he only enjoys the benefits and does not take any responsibility.
In fact, she was treated like this not just in Jueya, but in the entire cultivation world.
After all, who would dare to disrespect Zhu Jiu who is in the Yuanzun realm?
After Mo Huaizun finished writing, he stopped writing and asked in a gentle voice: "I want to hold a Yuanzun ceremony, what do you think?"
To put it simply, we are inviting everyone to hold a banquet to celebrate Zhu Jiu’s ascension to the Supreme Yuan Zun, and the time is set for mid-June.
There are still ten days left.
Zhu Jiu nodded casually, "Yes."
"With this momentum, we can take back the rights that were previously divided up in Jueya."
When you lose power, you are plundered; when you gain power, you plunder others. This has always been the case in the world of cultivation.
This kind of ceremony is like a Mahayana ceremony. On the one hand, it celebrates the person involved and demonstrates the strength of the sect. On the other hand, it is a political exchange.
In short, there are benefits to be gained.
After all, people still accept gifts at wedding banquets and funeral banquets.
Mo Huaizun pondered for a moment, then said, "I have already contacted all parties today and discussed this matter. Even if they are unwilling, they dare not disobey. The handover procedures between the two parties are already in progress."
Zhu Jiu gave a look of approval to Mo Huaizun's high efficiency, "I have always known how capable Senior Brother is."
Mo Huaizun choked and turned to look at Zhu Jiu with a dark look in his eyes.
It would be fine if someone else said this, but if Zhu Jiu said it, he would have to think about it more.
Zhu Jiu showed a pure and innocent smile. She had just taken a bite of juicy sweet fruit. Her lips were transparent with water stains and her breath was filled with sweet fragrance.
A distant face that can be put into poetry or painting, with curved eyebrows and eyes, so rare and playful.
I have been thinking about it day and night for many years, and now it is so close.
Mo Huaizun almost stared in a trance, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he looked away in suppressed expression.
The sitting figure was slightly stiff, and the fingertips holding the brush turned white.
"What I mean is that you only need to deal with it within half a month. The Yuanzun Ceremony is only to celebrate your return, and there is no need to mix in other ideas."
He simply wanted to announce to the world: She is back.
That's it.
Zhu Jiu was slightly stunned and surprised when he heard this.
As a politician, Mo Huaizun has never done such a "pure" thing since he was eighteen years old. He is at the opposite extreme from Feng Zhiyi and Yue Shangxian.
Zhu Jiuban laughed teasingly: "I didn't expect you would do such a meaningless thing?"
Mo Huaizun sat upright, looking almost "stern", and he refuted seriously and solemnly.
"On the contrary, this kind of Yuanzun ceremony is the most meaningful. People are welcoming the benevolent god who has returned from the Nine Netherworld."
"This god is the fundamental reason why people can live in peace today."
"If celebrating her return is meaningless, then there is nothing worth commemorating in the world."
It seems that he knows a lot, including things about the Wuji Lingzu.
I don’t know how he knew that, and he wouldn’t tell me when I asked.
A drop of black ink dripped onto the rice paper.
Even though Mo Huaizun was very excited, he could not show any emotion at all. He was as calm as a quiet pond, and only the dripping ink stains could reveal a hint of his true meaning.
He is so serious, so proper, and so upright.
Zhu Jiu was in a very good mood suddenly. The urge to tease the other person was like an ant crawling on his body and he couldn't suppress it at all.
She opened her mouth and said, "I have been talking about this for a long time, and it is meaningful to others. It can be seen that Lord Jueya really cares about people's livelihood."
"However, I guess this god should be irrelevant to someone as rational and clear-headed as you." Zhu Jiu said with a deep expression, followed by a lonely smile.
A fake look.
But it does not affect those who are willing to take the bait.
Mo Huaizun clenched his hands, which were placed flat on the table, and his finger bones were like rolling mountains, revealing his forbearance.
He lowered his eyes, "...No."
The word "stiff" makes it hard to contain any more sentimental words.
Unlike Feng Zhiyi, Wenren Sejue and Cangjie, who spoke straightforward love words the moment they opened their mouths, they were just short of carving the words "I like you" on their faces for Zhu Jiu to see.
He was not like Chu Yi, who was rude in words but clenched his fists tightly, and finally cried and begged for mercy.
It is not like the waxing moon, which has strange sexual quirks.
Facing the simple word "no", Zhu Jiu stood up disappointedly and said, "I don't believe it."
She said indifferently, "My Lord, please be busy now. I will go look somewhere else first."
Somewhere else? Oh, it must be those fellow apprentices who can't be driven away.
His hands were one step faster than his brain. Mo Huaizun loosened the brush in his right hand and grabbed Zhu Jiu's wrist.
Zhu Jiu didn't look back, and said boredly: "My Lord, what are you doing?"
The snow-white paper was scribbled by the fallen brush.
Mo Huaizun looked at him with drooping eyelashes, a hint of helpless smile flashing in his eyes. He followed Zhu Jiu's script and said, "How can the Immortal Lord trust me?"
Zhu Jiu turned around and said with a smile: "It is said that people who lie will have their heartbeats faster. How about I listen to it?"
Mo Huaizun looked very uncomfortable, but he couldn't refuse Zhu Jiu's wishes. After a long while, his low voice was heard in the majestic and empty Yushu Hall, "...Okay."
So Zhu Jiu moved closer, and then "accidentally" slipped and fell into the arms of Mo Huaizun who was sitting upright.
Really, how did it just sit on my lap?
Zhu Jiu angrily blamed the ground for being too smooth, but with Mo Huaizun holding such a warm and soft jade in his arms, how could he say a word? He had become a mute person who could not speak.
After Zhu Jiu finished speaking, he leaned on Mo Huai Zun's chest, raised his face and smiled, "Thank you, my lord, for helping me."
As she spoke, she struggled to get up and leave, but the arm that was holding her was like steel and did not move.
The burning breath sprayed on her neck, hot.
Zhu Jiu raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and he said, "What's wrong? How dare the Lord to commit treason?"
Feeling the sudden hardness on the side of her leg, she said sarcastically, "You keep saying you are a god, but who dares to blaspheme like this?"
"If others see this, wouldn't the Lord be guilty of a thousand crimes... Hmm..."
Mo Huaizun swallowed all the words that followed.
In the cold room, in front of the desk, a statue that was always calm and upright turned into a hot and eager flesh and blood body, bending down to kiss his evil-minded god.
Hold it tightly and fit it perfectly.
The sweetness of the fruit is not as intoxicating as her soft lips and tongue.
The veins on Mo Huaizun's hand that was pressing on the back of Zhu Jiu's neck were exposed, as if his hidden desire had suddenly burst out.
Zhu Jiu hooked her arms around his neck and responded to his lingering kiss.
Zhu Jiu opened her eyes, the smile in her eyes was like a war horn, her eyebrows were filled with lust and ambiguous provocation, just like the tip of her naughty tongue.
Mo Huaizun saw it, and their eyes met. His dark pupils sank slightly, his mind went blank, and he suddenly raised his hands to cover the eyes that made his heart palpitate to death.
Then it was like a ferocious beast breaking free from its shackles.
The close heartbeats are like jumping drumbeats, and the passionate kiss is like a violent storm hitting the cold and proud flower stamens.
Both of them were plundering each other fiercely with their lips and tongues, pouring out all their desires, fighting for a win.
At the same time, three true disciples including the jade-like and cold Yu Zhiqing had just arrived outside the hall.
They had asked to see Mo Huaizun early in the morning, but the latter was busy at that time and only said that they would talk in the evening before cutting off the call.
So they came just at night and were about to go in.
Mo Huaizun noticed it. If he hadn't been so obsessed, he would have known it earlier, but now...
His chaotic eyes filled with lust focused slightly, and he loosened his grip on Zhu Jiu's hand, wanting to send a message to disperse them.
But can Zhu Jiu honestly let him pass the message? Humph, that’s impossible.
Since you are pursuing excitement, follow through to the end.
She reached her fingers into the loosened collar, and Mo Huaizun stopped moving abruptly.
Zhu Jiu simply waved his hand and removed the barrier outside the door.
Not only that, she set up another barrier in the inner room - spiritual consciousness could not penetrate, but sounds could be heard.
Just across the door, before Fang Chihong could get close to knock on the door, he saw the barrier disappear.
She said happily: "Ha! Master seems to be in a good mood today!"
Such a positive response!
The three of them stepped into the hall. Mo Huaizun even saw the shadows of the three people on the window coffin approaching. As long as he pushed open the door...
His lust, Zhu Jiu's passion, and the two's seductive and erotic postures will be fully exposed.
Mo Huaizun couldn't do anything because he couldn't resist Zhu Jiu.
This completely shattered all his moral and ethical understanding.
He tensed his body, his pupils shrank, but he still kissed Zhu Jiu passionately, and even secreted another kind of forbidden excitement because of the thrilling feeling as if he was walking on a tightrope.
Mo Huaizun was like a fully drawn bowstring, he watched them getting closer and closer... Fang Chihong put his hand on the door.
With a slight sound, the door was pushed open.
Everyone, be honest with each other...?