Chapter 153 Yuexuan drives a sports car
"Why, are you waiting for me?"

Qian Xunji appeared behind Tang Yuehua with a faint smile on his lips. He didn't expect that Tang Yuehua was dressed so seductively, which really stimulated men's hormones.

Especially since Tang Yuehua was a noble lady in her former life, she was as elegant as a fairy from the mortal world. Now that she is dressed like this, the contrast is so striking that 99% of men would probably be unable to resist.

"Your Holiness, you broke your promise last time and I waited for you all night."

Hearing Qian Xunji's voice, Tang Yuehua threw herself into Qian Xunji's arms, revealing the look of a resentful woman in the boudoir. Her body was still a little cold, as she was waiting for Qian Xunji to be blown by the evening breeze.

Qianxunji used the angel soul power to warm Tang Yuehua's body. He slowly moved his palm down and placed it on the round part of her body that was straight and firm at this age without any sagging, and exerted slight force with his five fingers.

"I really had something urgent to do that day, so I had to cancel the appointment."

Qianxunji naturally discovered that the Shrek Seven Devils were all reborn, and Bibi Dong might also be a reborn, so he went to Poseidon Island to confirm it.

Is there any need to say which is more important, this is about the future of Spirit Hall or a sports car?
As the saying goes, a man at thirty is like a wolf, at forty is like a tiger, and at fifty is like sitting on the ground and breathing dust. Tang Yuehua is currently at the age of being as strong as a wolf and a tiger.

No one knows how Tang Yuehua maintains her looks. She is obviously almost fifty years old now, but her figure and appearance are no different from those of a girl in her twenties. Her skin is so tender that you can't say that you can squeeze water out of it, but it is smooth and soft like silk and feels great to the touch.

Moreover, after these nine years, Tang Yuehua not only did not age, but seemed to have become younger and more charming.

"It's okay, Your Holiness. Yuehua doesn't blame you. I'm very happy that you can come to Yuehua."

Qianxunji's other hand slid his palm from bottom to top across the thigh covered with black stockings, and his palm stayed between the thighs wrapped in black stockings. The silky feeling of the black stockings combined with the cool, smooth and elastic feel of the thighs was truly indescribable.

Tang Yuehua's body gradually became hot, and she took the initiative to hold Qian Xunji's strong arm. Her body was slightly deformed due to the pressure from the arm.

The two walked into the fifth floor of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua's private space.

After listening to Tang Yuehua's instrument, the two lay on the bed.

"Your Holiness, my second brother seems to have regained his spirits recently and left the Haotian Sect."

This was all the information Tang Yuehua could get. Ever since she had a relationship with Qian Xunji, a member of the Spirit Hall and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the Haotian Sect had already treated Tang Yuehua as an outsider, including Tang Xiao. Any closely related information would not be allowed to Tang Yuehua.

Qianxunji smiled faintly, "I know that Tang Hao's son has twin martial spirits and fell in love with a 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit. If it weren't for that soft-bone rabbit, I wouldn't have met Tang Hao and his son and learned about these things."

"Your Holiness, you won't."

Tang Yuehua was a little worried. Although the gap between her and the Haotian Sect was deepening, the Haotian Sect was still her roots. In her mind, the entire Haotian Sect was on par with Qian Xunji. A peerless genius with twin martial souls and innate full soul power, with a hundred thousand year soul ring and a hundred thousand year soul bone at her fingertips, who could not be tempted? Who would not eliminate such a potential threat? But she was Tang San's aunt after all.

Qianxun quickly slid across Tang Yuehua's red lips, "Don't worry, no matter what, I am Tang San's uncle, and I am also the Pope, so I must set an example. I haven't done anything to that 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit yet. As long as she stands honestly with our human race like Ah Yin, I will treat her as a human."

Hearing this, Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes turned red, and she was moved and sparkling. Leading by example, it's easy to say these four words, but who can do it? Those nobles, who is not a beast in human clothing? Only Qian Xunji, facing a hundred thousand year spirit ring and a hundred thousand year spirit bone, can suppress greed. Such a person is a truly perfect man. Why did she blindly let Tang Hao deceive her?

His Holiness the Pope's appearance, talent, mind, strength, and responsibility are beyond Tang Hao's reach. If she had been attracted to Qian Xunji and expressed her feelings to him after they met for the first time at the re-election meeting of the seven major sects, would she have been the Queen of the Spirit Hall?

"Your Holiness, Yuehua's flute skills have improved a lot recently. Would you like to listen to her?"

"Really? Then let me listen to how Madam Yue's flute skills have improved."

Tang Yuehua smiled charmingly, slowly propped up her body, pressed against Qianxunji's chest, and as their skin rubbed against each other, she slowly retreated.

Not long after, Qian Xunji felt his body being pressed down by two soft objects. The two soft objects were not big and could only press down one-third of his body. They could not cause any harm to him, but his body was fixed and he could not move freely.

A moment later, a small hill suddenly fell from the sky, burying the remaining two-thirds of his body.

The hill seemed to have received a lot of rainfall, and the soil inside was muddy, moist and soft. There was also a giant snake living in it, ready to make him a delicious meal.

After an hour-long fight, in order to protect himself, Qianxunji had no choice but to give up some protein, part of his own body, and some liquid.

However, the small mountain snake seemed unsatisfied, and Qianxunji fought with it for more than an hour. Helplessly, he could only call out some protein and part of himself.

For two consecutive times, the little snake seemed to be really full and let Qianxunji go.

"His Majesty the Pope."

Tang Yuehua emerged from the quilt panting. Her red lips were swollen, and the center of her chest, along with one-third of her breasts, were also red.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The angel soul power surged in Qianxunji's palm, and soon Tang Yuehua's red lips returned to their original state.

"Yuehua, you are already tired, give it to me next."

Tang Yuehua lay obediently on the bed with half of her body, her hands pressed on the sheets.

Soon, a look of pain appeared on Tang Yuehua's face, and the bed sheet was tightly grasped by her five fingers. The blue hair behind her head would occasionally slide down her smooth white back.

She could feel that there were two paths, which gradually turned into Qianxunji's shape after the Spirit Hall Pope spent time, energy and blood to develop them.

After staying in Yuexuan for three days, Qianxunji returned to Element City, taking Qianrenchuan, Shui Bing'er, and Juegui Douluo who was hiding in the dark, to the northernmost part of the continent, one of the three most remote places on the continent, the Far North.

(End of this chapter)