After the Great War of the Three Realms, everything was in chaos. Jiang Yan, a low-level flower cultivator who had just transmigrated over, had just been broken up with when she was bound to severa...
Chapter 32 032 Suffered from the Flower Cultivator's Poisonous Hand
Lin Yun didn't dare to act recklessly in the bucket today, after all, he was playing the role of a docile snake.
Jiang Yan held a ball of white foam and placed it on the little snake's head, completely covering 'Little White's' face, allowing her to see its slender neck and its jade-like scales.
Her beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes: "So cute~"
A simple, light-hearted compliment made Lin Yun instantly overjoyed.
He quietly flicked the snake's tail towards her.
Jiang Yan squinted and placed a clump of white foam on Lin Yun's tail. Lin Yun moved slowly with those two clumps of white foam on his head, making Jiang Yan laugh non-stop.
She reached out and tapped his head, then touched the scales on his body. "Baby, you're so cute~ They feel so nice!"
This flattery made Lin Yun feel completely comfortable, and his entire snake body unconsciously swelled up. He quietly handed her a cool tail tip to her palm.
Today, he took pity on her and let her play for a while.
Feng Qingyu, leaning against the door, looked at the spicy strip in the wooden bucket that was saying one thing but meaning another, raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes were full of sarcasm.
Dongfang Chen, standing outside the door, also looked down on Lin Yun's brothel-like behavior. He watched the green snake lingering in the tub for half a day and grew increasingly impatient.
Everyone's making such a fuss, when will it be his turn to soak?
Jiang Yan played with the snake's tail for a while, and for some reason, the temperature in the bucket inexplicably rose higher and higher.
She frowned and said, "Little White, don't wash it anymore. I don't want to cook you later. I don't like eating snake meat..."
After saying that, she picked up the blue mosaic tiles from the bucket and put them aside.
Everyone looked at Lin Yun, who had been played with until his face turned red, with disgust.
Lin Yun shook off the water and calmly crawled away.
Who cares? It's Xiaobai who got played with, what does it have to do with Lin Yun...
Jiang Yan beckoned Ling Yue over.
The rabbit excitedly jumped in with a "plop" and chatted with Jiang Yan while soaking.
"Sister Yan, the market where we live is so lively! I'll take you there sometime. Sometimes you can find some really good stuff!"
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up, "Great!"
Lingyue was still vividly describing the entrance to his village.
Dongfang Chen, who was waiting outside, frowned unhappily. What was so interesting about visiting a small village? This rabbit cultivator was getting more and more outrageous. It was one thing for him to refuse to leave, but now he actually wanted to take him home.
Do they truly have no regard for him, the Demon Lord?
He suddenly stretched his neck and leaned closer to the bucket, making a face at Lingyue inside.
Its gaping maw, radiating ferocity, startled the rabbit so much that it plunged into the water with a "thud," instinctively trembling.
Jiang Yan noticed Ling Yue's change and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
“Sister…” Ling Yue wanted to complain, but Dongfang secretly stuck out her tongue at him, revealing her sharp teeth.
The rabbit kept trembling; "It's nothing... my foot slipped~"
He dared not speak rashly, after all, a rabbit like him was easily devoured by the Demon Lord...
Jiang Yan only knew that a dark, pixelated figure had come to her side. As for Dongfang Chen's 'intimidation' of Ling Yue, she was completely unaware.
She figured the giant dragon was getting impatient, so she reached out and gently patted its head: "Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon~"
Dongfang Chen stiffened his neck, awkwardly avoiding her touch, and softly hummed in agreement before sitting there as steadily as a mountain.
He wanted to see who would dare to linger and refuse to leave.
Ling Yue shrank back guiltily, "Sister Yan... I... I'm done washing!"
Jiang Yan picked it up, wiped it dry, and tossed it aside. Then she picked up another green spicy strip.
Before Xiao Bai could even speak, she squinted at his pixelated face and warned, "Lin Yun, you're not allowed to be naughty today, or I'll give you realgar powder next time!"
Xiao Bai said with a pitiful expression, "I'm not Lin Yun..."
Jiang Yan snorted, "You're the one with the most tricks up your sleeve, I won't fall for it!"
Lin Yun, who was curled up in the corner, looked at Xiao Bai with a smug expression and wagged its tail proudly.
Undeterred, Xiaobai stammered, "I really am not him..."
Lin Yun scurried over and rubbed against Jiang Yan's ankle, saying in a teasing tone, "Miss Jiang, look at him. He always acts under my name, making you suffer humiliation for no reason. He also often threatens me. I didn't want to argue with him, so as not to make things difficult for you."
Jiang Yan tenderly touched the obedient mosaic at her feet, then looked up at the other mosaic in the bucket and sighed, "I told you to be a good snake, why are you always so disobedient? Don't do it again next time~"
Xiao Bai looked at Lin Yun with a resentful gaze.
I secretly resolved to find a way to change the color back as soon as possible...
Jiang Yan finished washing the snake in the bucket, then lifted it out and waved it at Shen Yuchen's white mosaic-like figure: "Your turn."
Shen Yuchen walked over, but before she could jump in, Jiang Yan grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.
He forced back the feeling of suffocation, thinking helplessly: Is she trying to murder her husband because she can't break the bond...?
Taking advantage of the opportunity to take a bath, Shen Yuchen expressed his gratitude to her.
"My life was saved by Miss Jiang today. From now on, I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."
Jiang Yan quickly refused: "No need! If you truly appreciate my kindness, just recover as soon as possible and break the bond with me! Let me go home safely!"
Shen Yuchen frowned and tentatively asked, "You... do you perhaps have someone you fancy waiting for you at home?"
Upon hearing this, the others behind him immediately held their breath, waiting for the answer.
She sighed softly and said, "I'm like a mosaic... a sparrow, hard to explain. Anyway, I hope you recover soon!"
What's a perfect husband compared to the money in your bank account?!
Honestly, just thinking about the balance in her bank account, which is longer than her life, makes her frantic.
...She didn't spend a single penny!
Looking at her frustrated expression, Shen Yuchen felt even more certain that he had guessed correctly.
No wonder...
I feel inexplicably depressed.
Ling Yue and Xiao Bai exchanged a glance. So their rival wasn't here?
Lin Yun gritted his teeth. Was there anyone in this world more powerful and more handsome than him as a Daoist partner? Absolutely not!
Dongfang Chen glanced at Jiang Yan beside him, a surge of nameless anger rising within him. Was there someone even more powerful than him, the Demon Lord? Her judgment was truly appalling.
After Shen Yuchen finished washing, they went to see the big black dragon.
Before taking a bath, Dongfang Chen shrunk his size and sat upright next to Jiang Yan, waiting for her to lift him in.
After all, that's how they just went in.
Little did they know that Jiang Yan was waiting for him to climb in himself...
She glanced at the motionless black mosaic beside her, then casually grabbed... the dragon's horn and lifted it up.
Dongfang Chen frowned slightly: "..."
The dragon unconsciously curled up.
Couldn't he have found a better spot? He might as well have climbed in himself...
"Bang"--
Jiang Yan originally intended to put him down gently, but he was too heavy and she couldn't hold him... so he just slammed into her.
Dongfang Chen's face hit the bottom of the basin unexpectedly, causing a sharp pain in his chin...
The mighty Demon Lord, who has spent his life on the battlefield, has never been so disheveled. Today he has truly miscalculated and fallen victim to the wickedness of this flower cultivator!
Lin Yun and the others tried their best to suppress their laughter.
As for that old monster Feng Qingyu, he had already mocked her with extreme rudeness.