I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

Chapter 413 Shen Mojin accepts reality

The upper world. The third heaven.

It was a place shrouded in spiritual mist. On the sacred mountains and rivers within a hundred miles' radius were some carcasses of sacred beasts, and some broken branches and leaves were floating.

Shen Mojin sat languidly at the foot of a boulder, looking up into the distance with an empty look. His figure was extremely thin, almost bony, and his dark robe was stained with mud.

The eye sockets are deep and sunken.

The cheekbones are prominent.

The ink-like black pupils were filled with bloodshot.

Thousands of empty wine jars were scattered around at his feet, and he held a long sword. In his hand, he was holding the [Collection of Seals]. The paper at the page turn was wet with unknown water stains, and the wrinkles were wrinkled, and the ink smudged and smudged the handwriting.

"stand up."

As soon as Wuwang arrived here, he saw Shen Mojin like this, his peach blossom eyes narrowed and his expression was unpredictable.

No misfortune!

This is the person who wants to steal his wine.

Upon hearing the voice, Shen Mojin threw away the unique copy of the chronicle in his hand, picked up the long sword at his feet, and without saying a word, attacked the exquisite and handsome Dizang in front of him fiercely.

"I don't want to be stained with blood today, don't force me to do it."

Wuwang frowned and avoided the attack, then stood on the hillside of the sacred mountain behind him, looking down at the man beside the rock with a calm look.

Shen Mojin leapt into the air onto the sacred mountain and stood two meters away from Wuwang.

"Why don't you just die!" Shen Mojin opened his thin lips slightly and used lip language. A sense of hostility gradually rose from his thin and broken figure.

Why do you keep clinging to Jiujiu?

Can't you just be a Ksitigarbha and stay in the underworld?

If he had known that Wuwang would harass Jiujiu, he should have used all means to kill Wuwang before the mark of destiny appeared.

Thinking that Jiujiu will also... act like a spoiled child to Wuwang and call him husband intimately...

Shen Mojin clenched his sword tightly and slashed at Wuwang with all his might, desperately wanting to vent the uneasiness and crazy anger in his heart.

"I should say this to you."

Wuwang dodged the opponent's sword, and the sacred mountain under his feet shattered, and he slid down with a "crash" like a landslide due to an earthquake.

If he had killed Shen Mojin earlier and quietly.

He can have the wine all to himself.

Blame myself for being too kind and not wanting to cause killing.

Wuwang said coldly, "Wuji told you about refining the mark, right?"

"So what?" Shen Mojin failed with two attacks, so he dropped his sword and prepared to use the advanced version of the Soul-Devouring Ball to destroy the demon on the top floor of the pagoda with one blow.

He wants to destroy everything.

"I want to tell you that Jiujiu is already with me, so don't make a scene in front of her in the future."

"This is impossible. Jiujiu doesn't like you at all." The Soul-Devouring Ball in Shen Mojin's hand has already accumulated a soul core.

"Are you so sure that she doesn't like me?"

"Jiujiu said that she only likes me." Shen Mojin suppressed his uneasy and panicked emotions and quickly absorbed the spiritual power of the environment to enrich the Soul Devouring Ball.

"Haha, why do you have to deceive yourself?"

Wuwang sneered, took out an expensive black cell phone, opened the WeChat chat history, and turned the screen to Shen Mojin.

[Gin: @东御未失, Adong, I miss you a little. ]

[Gin: You look so pretty standing in line for me! ]

【东御未失://voice message//.pat on the head.JPG】

Shen Mojin glanced casually at the screen, then suddenly stopped, staring at the familiar WeChat avatar.

He stopped absorbing the Soul Devouring Ball and wanted to seize the Wuwang phone to confirm its authenticity.

"Whether it is true or not, you will know when you return to Earth." Wuwang put away his phone in advance, admiring Shen Mojin's expression with a smile.

"You must have forced Jiujiu."

Shen Mojin could no longer control his anger. He locked onto Wuwang with his spiritual sense and smashed the Soul-Devouring Ball in his hand towards him.

"Bang!" The Soul-Devouring Ball that had not yet accumulated full spiritual power exploded.

The two handsome men dodged back at the same time, and the cracked sacred mountain under their feet was blown into ruins.

Wuwang landed on another mountain.

Shen Mojin chased after him with a sword in hand, and was about to continue his attack when he was stopped by Wuwang's words.

"That's enough! This is not the world of cultivation. It only takes a thought to kill you. If you do it again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Seeing Shen Mojin still wanted to fight.

It is not in his nature to be tolerant.

Wuwang formed seals with his hands and attacked Shen Mojin. Shen Mojin seemed to be under a spell and could not move in an instant.

He looked at Shen Mojin dimly, "Jiujiu, please let me take you back."

"Jiujiu asks you to do that...?" Shen Mojin couldn't believe it.

Wuwang's low voice was filled with a hint of irritation, "Jiujiu was worried that something might happen to you during your tribulation, so I asked you to come and take a look at the situation. Don't make trouble with her when you return to Earth.

It’s Jiujiu’s freedom to like whoever she wants.

If you make her unhappy.

I will not forgive you." He stared at Shen Mojin with a warning.

"Heh." Shen Mojin snorted coldly.

Wuwang continued indifferently, "Since she has chosen the path of refining the mark, I'm sure Wuji has also explained it to you in detail.

In a few days, I will take her to live with me."

When Shen Mojin heard "take her to live with me", his fists clenched again.

He used up all his divine strength to break free from the restraints and stabbed Wuwang with his sword.

Wuwang dodged the sword, and with his elegant outfit, he violently swung his hand and struck Shen Mojin with a palm.

"puff--"

Shen Mojin fell to the ground before he could react, blood spitting out of his mouth, and a little bloodstain appeared on his gray robe.

His narrow eyes were fixed on Wuwang who stood proudly.

The cold and cruel gaze almost burned a hole in Wuwang.

Wuwang lowered his eyes and said sarcastically to the man lying on the ground, "It's been a month and a half, right? If my guess is correct, you have already completed the tribulation a month and a half ago.

Jiujiu was in the lower world, waiting for you anxiously for two whole days.

If you really care about her emotions, you won't hide away like a coward and refuse to accept reality.

Jiujiu is not your private property. She is the most noble little princess in the upper realm and should have lived a glorious and carefree life.

Don't use your so-called love to imprison her and torture her.

This is selfish and only serves to satisfy one's own possessive desires, rather than considering her life and happiness.

After the mark of destiny appears.

Jiujiu would rather suffer than terminate the contract with you. She has already done her best for you.

Now there is a solution.

You are still not satisfied, believe it or not, I will kill you right now."

Wuwang's words were like a knife, cutting Shen Mojin's heart.

He closed his eyes in pain.

After learning about the shocking plan, he was happy that he didn't have to terminate the contract. On the other hand, he couldn't accept that Wuwang would become her husband in the future.

Before I could sort out my thoughts.

There was no way he could return to Earth and face her.

But it is not wrong to say that...

In fact, after knowing Jiujiu, in these twenty-nine years, which are neither long nor short, Jiujiu has done so much for him.

First, she reshaped his Dantian, helped him buy a sect to help him take revenge, and later gave birth to three children for him.

He failed to protect her in the forbidden area, and instead caused her to lose blood and fall into a coma for ten years. After waking up, she suffered for several years dragging the God-binding Chain.

Now the mark of destiny appears.

Jiujiu didn't know how much pain she was in, but she never gave up on him, and that was enough.

He is selfish.

It was he who wanted to monopolize the wine.

He couldn't accept Jiujiu falling into the arms of another man...

for a long time.

Shen Mojin stood up somewhat embarrassedly and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then, he quickly used hand gestures to clean the dirt off his body, trying to make himself look less disheveled and to maintain his dignity in front of his rival.

“It’s Jiujiu’s freedom to choose whoever she likes.

But please... don't force her at all. As for taking her to live with you... I don't agree to it before you come to my house."

Wuwang smiled and said, "I am informing you, not asking for your opinion. Do you understand?"