"Sister, my bones and blood have been destroyed, and I am just a waste. I really can't do it."
On the bed, Chu Yang protected himself with a face full of fear and backed away desperately, his eyes darting around, trying to find an opportunity to escape from this place, not daring to look at the beautiful fairy-like woman in front of him.
The woman's skin is like snow, her hair is like a black waterfall, her face is like a peach blossom, but her eyes reveal cold arrogance and majesty. She has an aura that towers over all living beings, just like a female emperor.
The woman's name is Mu Qiuxue, the peerless empress who stands in the heavens and all realms and suppresses eternity, Empress Taixuan.
And Chu Yang is just a powerful family in the Tianyuan world and the Daqian Dynasty.
Mu Qiuxue's eyes were shining like stars, and she said with a cold tone: "I'll give you two choices, either take off your clothes and practice cultivation, or die."
The biting coldness and the emotionless eyes frightened Chu Yang.
At this time, he had no choice.
A possibility suddenly occurred to him, that he had met a female devil. He thought that the biggest hobby of those female devils in the cultivation world was to capture virgins like him, harvest yin and replenish yang, and improve their cultivation.
All men who have been harvested will undoubtedly die without exception.
Both sides are dead.
It is worth dying to be able to enjoy such a beautiful woman before you die.
Chu Yang gritted his teeth, took off his clothes, stood up straight, and said, "Come on, I'll treat myself as if I'm being suppressed by a ghost."
