Chapter 822 After Ascension

"Xiaobai, you, can you help me get rid of my obsession?"

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I feel so hurt, so uncomfortable..."

At the end of Yan Ge's voice, it became a gasping sound out of breath.

It was extremely difficult to say every word.

The man didn't raise his eyes, his eyes fell on the soles of Yan Ge's feet, staring at the runes that kept jumping into her body.

People in the God Realm are gods from birth, but these people are not real gods.

They have fear in their hearts, they have concerns in their hearts, and they also have lingering obstacles in their hearts.

But because they are born with pure and untainted bodies, even if there are many distracting thoughts, they can't make demons in their hearts.

The woman in front of me is probably the only demon in this God Realm!

She is, demon!

The feeling of fullness in his body nourished his internal organs.

But he didn't feel relaxed, on the contrary, he felt more and more heavy.

He heard her gasping weak voice, and said again: "Xiao Bai, it hurts so much."

He asked her, "What is your obsession in your heart?"

Yan Ge didn't speak, but looked at him with dazed eyes.

He was patient and asked again: "What obsession do you have in your heart?"

Yan Ge's eyelashes trembled, she no longer looked at him, but lowered her eyelids, and for a long time, murmured softly in his consciousness: "The obsession in my heart is you, Xiaobai."

The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but he still heard it clearly.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

The words subconsciously muttered in her mouth were those obscure Buddhist words in her mouth.

She suddenly gave a low laugh, and that voice appeared in his mind, like the clear sound of the ding-dong of mountain spring water, pleasant and vivid.

He was puzzled, and although he was still chanting sutras, he asked her via voice transmission, "Why are you laughing?"

Her voice was no longer as soft as before, probably because of the pain, which made her voice dry and hoarse: "I think I'm going to die, Xiaobai, I'm dead, are you happy?"

The man didn't speak, he knew her body best.

She just used some of the magic energy in her body, how could she die.

Yan Ge: "Little Bai, can you kiss me and hug me again? Before I die, I want to die in your arms and be kissed by you. I still miss your fox fur coat."

The man stared at Yange.

She snorted again in his consciousness.

She no longer looked at her so desperately.

Did not continue to beg.

So after a brief hesitation, the man got up, walked beside Yan Ge again, kissed her on the lips, reached out his hand, and held her in his arms.

Yan Ge sighed comfortably, and then asked him: "How many fox skins did you use for this suit? If I die, can you also get me such a dress? Wrapped with so many fox skins, I feel Death shouldn't be painful."

The man pursed his lips, before she continued to speak, his eyes fell on her loose long hair, and his hands unconsciously stroked her black and soft hair.

Feels good.

Those swimming runes stopped jumping into Yange's body, and settled on the stone platform again, like dead objects.

His thoughts gradually drifted away.

It was Yan Ge who said again: "Will your scalp hurt from the sun if you sit there all day? Remember to apply some medicine from time to time, so as not to damage your scalp."

After a pause, he asked again: "Have you used the folk remedies I gave you for hair growth? How about it?"

He was still stroking her hair with his hands, slowly moving down again and again.

Her whole body was pressed against him, her soft face nestled against his chest.