Chapter 68 The Cat Was Taken Advantage of

A pair of large hands were moving up Bai Qingchen's calves extremely slowly. The touch was gentle but impossible to ignore.

Feeling the hands gradually moving upwards, Bai Qingchen's scalp suddenly felt numb and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

Was it the monster returning? Or something else he hadn't detected? Was he inspecting the food?

Bai Qingchen tried to struggle, but now he was powerless all over, his hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and he could only twist his body with difficulty, trying to get rid of the terrifying touch.

The hands seemed in no hurry, as if with a playful attitude, appreciating the struggle of their men, and slowly stroked upwards, the cool touch coming through the thin material, stirring up uncontrollable shudders.

"Get out of here!"

Bai Qingchen couldn't help but squeeze out a few words from between his teeth, his voice trembling slightly with anger and humiliation.

He had never thought that he would be in such an embarrassing moment. His clothes were torn apart during the struggle, and the collar was open, revealing his neck and a small piece of chest skin.

The hot and humid air in the cave, coupled with extreme anger and shame, made his cheeks hot, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

Just when he could no longer bear it and was almost driven crazy by the humiliation and unknown fear, the pair of hands that were wreaking havoc on his body disappeared without warning, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion caused by his extreme tension.

The only sounds in the cave were the suppressed sobbing of the other villagers and his own heartbeat like a drum.

That thing is gone?

Bai Qingchen was shocked and confused. He scanned the area with his spiritual sense again and found that there was indeed no trace of a monster. What on earth was that thing just now?

Time passed slowly in extreme torment and confusion. When Bai Qingchen was thinking about whether to try other means to escape, a burst of hurried and messy footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the cave entrance.

Accompanied by a familiar but anxious cry: "Brother Qingchen! Brother Qingchen! Are you in there?"

It’s Mo Li!

Bai Qingchen's spirit suddenly lifted, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, and he immediately responded with all his strength, "Mo Li! I'm here! Be careful!"

He was worried that the cunning monster was still hiding in the dark.

"Brother Qingchen!"

Mo Li's voice was filled with surprise at having lost something and regained it. The sound of footsteps approaching from far away was accompanied by his rapid breathing.

Soon, Bai Qingchen felt someone rushing towards him with a gust of wind. The familiar breath finally relaxed his extremely tense nerves.

"Brother Qingchen! How are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Mo Li's voice was obviously trembling. He knelt beside Bai Qingchen, and his hands eagerly and clumsily tore at the ropes that bound Bai Qingchen.

His fingers were a little cold, and when they touched Bai Qingchen's messy clothes and exposed skin, they paused slightly.

Bai Qingchen felt the blindfold being untied. His eyes, which had been in darkness for a long time, could not adapt to the sunlight for a while, so he squinted subconsciously.

Then, the restraints on his wrists and ankles were untied. After regaining his freedom, he took a deep breath, stood up and twisted his stiff and numb limbs.

"I'm fine, I was just hit by the smoke and my spiritual power is temporarily blocked. What about the monster?"

"I killed him!" Mo Li's voice was still trembling with fear, but his tone was very certain.

"Killed?" Bai Qingchen was surprised and looked at the weak and handsome boy in front of him with some disbelief. He couldn't believe that he could deal with a monster.

"How did you kill him?" He remembered that Mo Li had mentioned that he was good at martial arts, but he had never actually experienced it.

Mo Li seemed a little embarrassed: "Thanks to the sword and those glowing papers you left me, Brother Qingchen. The monster came back not long after it took my brother away. It wanted to rush into the house and catch me."

"I was so scared that I threw pieces of paper around, and one of them hit it, and it started burning!"

"Then it went crazy and tried to pounce on me. I took the sword my brother gave me, and the blade suddenly glowed white. I stabbed it without even thinking, and the monster died."

His description was a bit confusing, with a lingering fear on his face, but his eyes were bright. "That sword glows! It's amazing! Touching that monster is like cutting tofu!"

Bai Qingchen was stunned when he heard this. Although the monster's cultivation level was not high, its speed was extremely fast. Mo Li, a man with no cultivation level and only a little bit of kung fu, actually killed it with just a sword and a stack of talismans.

He looked at Mo Li carefully and found that although the boy was covered in dust, there was indeed no sign of injury. He felt relieved and was left with only surprise and admiration.

"Mo Li, I underestimated you. The fact that frost and snow can resonate in your hands shows that you are definitely a good candidate for becoming a sword cultivator!"

Mo Li blushed a little at the praise, and looked at Bai Qingchen with sparkling eyes: "Really, Brother Qingchen, can I really become an immortal like you?"

"Of course!" Bai Qingchen said affirmatively while tidying up his somewhat messy collar.

"When we finish our business and return to the sect, I'll introduce you to a very powerful swordsman friend. He has superb swordsmanship and is a very upright person. Let him teach you, and you'll definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Since Mo Li could resonate with the same immortal sword, it meant that he had spiritual roots and was quite talented. Bai Qingchen was moved by his admiration for his talent and couldn't bear to see his talent being buried like this.

The smile on Mo Li's face brightened for a moment, but when he heard Bai Qingchen praising others for their superb swordsmanship, the smile seemed to freeze for a moment, and a trace of imperceptible displeasure flashed across the depths of his eyes, but he quickly returned to his obedient and admiring look.

"Yes! Just listen to Brother Qingchen!" He lowered his head and helped Bai Qingchen pat the dust off his clothes.

With the help of Mo Li, Bai Qingchen quickly rescued all the abducted villagers in the cave.

Upon learning that the monster that had been plaguing the village for more than half a month had been subdued by an immortal, the surviving villagers expressed their gratitude to Bai Qingchen and Mo Li.

The villagers were simple and honest, and had nothing valuable to express their gratitude, so they ran back home and stuffed the eggs that they were reluctant to eat, freshly picked fruits and vegetables, and even some homemade wine into the villagers' hands.

"Benefactor! Take it! You must take it!"

"It's just a little thought, don't despise it!"

"Thanks to the two little gods! They saved the lives of our entire village!"

Bai Qingchen looked at the sincere and simple faces of the villagers and the various fruits and vegetables they handed over, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was careless this time and almost got into trouble. Fortunately, Mo Li was there. Mo Li made the greatest contribution, and he was thanked by the villagers instead.

Mo Li looked at Bai Qingchen with a smile and held his hand.

Bai Qingchen couldn't refuse and accepted this heartfelt gift.

When they left Kaoshan Village, the sky was already turning pale, and the two set off again.

After this experience, Bai Qingchen found that Mo Li seemed to be more attached to him. He didn't know whether it was good or bad, but he didn't hate her. Maybe it was because there was someone in his previous life who always loved to pester him when he was a child.

It will be soon before they reach Linshan City. If you count carefully, he has been away for more than four years.