The night is as dark as ink and dotted with stars.
West Kunlun's night was a little too quiet.
Except for the occasional low cry of cranes in the distance Yaochi, the whole world seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Qing Niao held a palace lantern with a soft halo and walked in front to lead the way.
This normally majestic female officer's back was stiff and her steps were hurried. She didn't even dare to look back at the man behind her who was leisurely enjoying the night view.
It's so exciting.
It's too crazy.
Since Pangu opened the world, no male creature has entered the forbidden area behind West Kunlun except for Master Dao Ancestor who passed by and took a glance.
Not to mention men, even if a male mosquito wants to fly in, he has to be castrated by the mountain guard at the door.
But tonight.
The rules are broken.
Not only was it broken, it had to be broken by Empress himself.
"Qin Alliance Leader."
Qing Niao stopped in front of an independent palace shrouded in rich Innate Taiyin Qi, and kept his voice extremely low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the stars in the sky.
"In front of you is Empress's bedroom. Only Empress lives there. Without a summons, even I can't enter without permission."
Qin Feng stopped and looked up at the palace in front of him.
There are no splendid and tacky decorations, nor those fancy glazed tiles.
The entire palace was actually carved from a complete, huge piece of warm jade.
The whole body is moist and exudes a touch of fluorescence.
Under the moonlight, this is not a house, but an ingenious work of art.
What's even more amazing is the Taiyin Qi that surrounds it. It's so rich that it's almost impossible to dissolve it. Taking a deep breath, it feels like your soul has been washed and cooled thoroughly.
"It's a good place."
Qin Feng nodded and gave a fair evaluation.
"It's really better for sleeping than my hole-in-the-wall house."
Qing Niao: "..."
The corners of her mouth twitched and she lowered her head and did not dare to answer.
This is the most core forbidden area of West Kunlun, a holy place in the hearts of countless female fairies in Primordial World. How can you, an old man, give it a rating of "suitable for sleeping"?
"Alliance Leader please."
Qing Niao took a deep breath, stepped forward and gently pushed open the jade door engraved with the patterns of Luan, Phoenix and Ming.
Squeak--
The thick jade door slowly opened, making a dull sound.
In an instant.
A warm wind carrying body temperature, mixed with some indescribable fragrance, rushed out like an ambush that had been waiting for a long time.
Not strong, not pungent.
It has a touch of sweetness, a touch of coldness, and a touch of... charm that makes people's blood rush.
This is Queen Mother of the West's unique body fragrance, mixed with the scent of ten thousand years of soothing incense, which is enough to make any monk with insufficient concentration Dao Heart lose control on the spot.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
This taste...
Somewhat interesting.
It doesn't feel like I'm entertaining guests, but more like I'm...
"Alliance Leader please come in, please leave."
Qing Niao didn't dare to take another look inside. He bowed hastily, turned around and left as if running away, and even kindly helped Qin Feng re-reinforce the barrier behind him.
That movement was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
Qin Feng looked at Qing Niao's retreating figure, shook his head, and stepped over the high threshold.
As soon as I entered the palace.
My vision suddenly opened up.
There are no lights in the temple.
The light source comes from hundreds of luminous pearls inlaid on the surrounding walls, as well as the huge ice soul crystal on the top of the palace.
The light was soft and hazy, casting an ambiguous filter over everything in the hall.
Underfoot was a carpet made of the furs of unknown mythical beasts, which felt soft and soft, as if you were stepping on clouds.
Layers of pink gauze curtains hang down from the roof of the hall and sway gently in the wind, dividing the huge space into small and looming areas, adding a sense of mystery.
Qin Feng passed through the heavy gauze curtains and walked straight to the center of the hall.
There.
A large white jade soft couch lay across it.
And that Head of Female Immortals, who was so majestic and arrogant at the banquet, was leaning on the soft couch at the moment.
She changed her clothes.
The thick phoenix robe that symbolized power and majesty disappeared, replaced by a lavender, close-fitting palace dress.
There is very little fabric and it is very thin.
Like cicada wings, it fit tightly on her graceful body, outlining the thrilling undulating curves.
A waterfall of black hair is randomly scattered on the shoulders and the soft couch, and a few strands of hair hang playfully on the chest. The ultimate contrast between black and white makes the visual impact ridiculously strong.
She is barefoot.
A pair of small feet, as clear as jade, rested casually on the edge of the soft couch. There was a red rope tied around the ankle, with a small golden bell hanging on it.
As she gently swayed her feet, she made a clear and sweet "ding bell" sound.
This sound in this silent palace, every sound is like knocking on the apex of people's hearts.
Monster.
Where is that superior Queen Mother of the West?
This is clearly a monster that causes trouble to all living beings.
Hear footsteps.
Queen Mother of the West did not get up.
She just lazily raised her eyelids, and her phoenix eyes, which were usually full of majesty and murderousness, seemed to hold a pool of spring water in her mouth, with ripples of light flowing and full of charm.
There is no longer that indifference that repels people thousands of miles away, and there is no longer the panic and fear before.
What's left is a calmness after seeing through the world, and...
A desperate decision.
"You're here."
Her red lips parted slightly.
The voice was very soft, with a hint of hoarseness like just waking up from sleep, and a bit of magnetism that was deliberately suppressed.
It was like a feather, gently scratching Qin Feng's eardrum.
Qin Feng stopped and stood three steps away from the soft couch, with his arms crossed and his iconic playful smile hanging on his lips, as if he was admiring a unique painting that had just been unearthed.
"Empress is dressed like this..."
Qin Feng glanced around her body unscrupulously, and finally stopped at the small golden bell.
"It has a different flavor."
"She's much more pleasing to the eye than that old woman wearing a phoenix robe with a straight face."
If it were in the past, if Queen Mother of the West heard the words "old woman", he would definitely use Kunlun Mirror to turn Qin Feng into rubbish.
But now.
Instead of being angry, she laughed softly.
He leaned forward slightly and changed into a more comfortable position that showed off his figure.
"Alliance Leader Just like it."
She stretched out a slender finger and pointed at the palace door behind Qin Feng.
"Close the door."
There was no doubt in his tone, but there was also a coquettish softness about him.
"I..."
She paused, as if she felt that the title of "I" was a little inappropriate, and then changed her words.
"I don't like to be disturbed."
"Especially..."
Queen Mother of the West raised his eyes, stared directly at Qin Feng, and gently licked his dry red lips with the tip of his tongue.
"While doing business."
Boom!
The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large.
Coupled with the dim light, the ambiguous fragrance, and the lively and fragrant beauty in front of me.
As long as he is a normal man, Jidu has already started playing the pay screen in his mind.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.
Business?
I'm afraid this so-called "business" is not very serious.
He didn't move immediately, but just looked at her quietly.
He was looking into her eyes.
I want to find even a trace of shame, anger or humiliation from those seemingly affectionate eyes.
But no.
Queen Mother of the West conceals it very well.
In other words, she really figured it out.
Since you can't resist, since you've been pushed to the edge of the cliff, just jump off.
Not only do you have to dance, but you also have to dance beautifully and gracefully.
Using this most primitive and most effective method, this powerful man was completely tied to West Kunlun's chariot.
"A beauty trap..."
Qin Feng smiled secretly in his heart.
This is probably Primordial World's highest-profile beauty trap.
Quasi-Saint Great Powers, who is at the peak of his career, is going to die in person. If word spreads about this, all the male immortals of Primordial World will be so jealous that they will be separated from each other.
"As commanded."
Qin Feng turned around and waved his sleeves.
Bang.
The heavy palace door slammed shut with a muffled sound, completely cutting off all sight and exploration from the outside world.
The entire bedroom instantly became a closed world for two people.
The temperature in the air seemed to have quietly increased a few points at this moment.
Queen Mother of the West looked at the closed door, and the fingers on his side subconsciously grasped the soft cushion under him, his knuckles turning slightly white.
Although he pretends to be calm and relaxed on the surface, he is even somewhat proactive.
But God knows how fast her heartbeat is at this moment.
This is the first time in hundreds of millions of years that she has been so... arrogant in front of a member of the opposite sex.
This is also the first time that I have stripped away my dignity and pride so cleanly.
"It's a bet."
Queen Mother of the West said to himself in his heart.
"Since you want to be an obedient person, then you must do it to the end."
"As long as you can prove Hunyuan, as long as you can keep West Kunlun..."
"This little sacrifice is nothing."
She took a deep breath, tried to calm her racing heart, and looked at the man slowly walking towards her.
Qin Feng walks very slowly.
Every step she took made no sound, but seemed to step on her heartstrings.
Until he walked to the soft couch and looked at her condescendingly.
A shadow was cast, completely covering her whole body.
A strong sense of oppression, mixed with a uniquely male aura, rushed towards my face.
"The door is closed."
Qin Feng leaned down, placed his hands on both sides of the soft couch, and placed Queen Mother of the West between his arms.
Their faces were only a few feet apart.
Breathing intertwined.
Qin Feng Looking at the pair of phoenix eyes so close at hand, one can even count her trembling long eyelashes.
"Now."
"There are only two of us here."
Qin Feng The evil smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, and his voice was horribly deep.
"Empress's so-called business..."
"Can we start?"