Chapter 165 Wulin Misleading Stories 35

Helian Wuyou portrayed himself as a lovesick man, his eyes fixed on the beautiful figure in his eyes.

Feng Wu sighed silently in his heart, glanced sideways at the group of black shadows with their backs turned outside the yard, ignored the red tape, reached out and led the man who was half a meter away from him into the room.

The helpless and passive man stepped into the door with his right foot and reminded, "Don't close the door, outside... Ugh!!!"

Feng Wu pressed the nagging man against the wall, and on tiptoe she instantly grabbed the man's soft and dry lips.

When it comes to things like intimacy, most men can learn it on their own. Helian Wuyou thought he was still a rookie who had never eaten pork, but his body's subconscious reaction directly slapped the face of this noble prince.

The moment their lips touched was enough for him to lash out in return...

The two panting people could only retreat hurriedly for a moment after being deprived of oxygen. Their foreheads touched, their eyes met, and their breaths intertwined. The corners of the man's narrow eyes were stained with pink desire. His mind had been mixed into a sticky paste by the overwhelming thoughts. He wanted to sort out the intricate emotions at this moment, but he couldn't find the end of the thread.

Helian Wuyou bit the soft flesh on his cheek hard until he smelled blood. Only then did he come to his senses. He took a deep breath and carefully pressed his rosy lips between the eyebrows of the person in his arms.

"Little Phoenix, don't mess with me. After we get married, I will definitely compensate you, okay?"

Feng Wu smelled the familiar ambergris on the man and felt at ease. She approached him with malicious intent and bit his Adam's apple, saying, "Let's get married after I finish what I want to do!" After solving those troubles, she could enjoy life.

"Um... don't bite, don't bite..." It really killed me. The emotions that had just calmed down were ruined by this seductive bite.

Feng Wu lowered her eyes to look at the obvious changes in the man's lower body, chuckled, rolled her deep eyes, and whispered softly in the man's ear.

Helian Wuyou felt his head was completely muddled. He reached down with his big hand, grabbed the soft little hand, and squeezed it gently. Thinking of the whisper just now, the man angrily opened his lips and bit the white palm in his hand, "...No need, I, I can do it myself..."

Feng Wu glared: "..."

Knowing that his beloved had misunderstood, Helian Wuyou quickly explained, "I'll be fine after a while. Don't overthink it. I, I've never..."

As for whether it was nothing, Feng Wu knew it very well. She raised her eyebrows. She had just relieved the pain of missing someone for several months. Feng Wu was reluctant to tease him too much. She just put her arms around the man's thin waist, found a comfortable place in his arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Wuyou, I'm sleepy. Please stay with me until I get to sleep before you leave!"

"Okay, I'll stay with you until you sleep before I leave!" Helian Wuyou carried the person back to the bed like a child, covered her with a pink quilt, kissed her gently goodnight, and hummed a soothing lullaby.

The much-anticipated gathering of heroes finally began amidst much anticipation.

Feng Wu led a group of disciples from the Kuanglang Sword Sect and his follower, Prince Helian, to the Beidou Academy.

The teaching grounds of Beidou Academy were already filled with martial artists from all over the world.

Feng Wu led his men to find the territory belonging to the Kuanglang Sword Sect and reunited with the sect leader Wu Ma Shen.

After not seeing him for a month, Wu Ma Shen's energy and spirit have largely recovered, and his complexion is no longer as gray as before. Although he can't be described as a spirited middle-aged uncle, he doesn't look decadent either.

It seems that he has almost recovered from his previous injury!

“Master!”

"Master!"

Wu Ma Shen nodded gently to his disciples, his blazing eyes fixed on Helian Wuyou, who was standing beside Feng Wu. "This young man looks unfamiliar. I wonder which sect he belongs to?"

Helian Wuyou smiled politely, his gaze calmly returning the scrutiny from the other person. "I have no sect or affiliation, nor am I considered a member of the martial arts world. I only happened to hear that Beidou Academy was going to hold a martial arts conference, so I came here with Miss Yu and the others to broaden our horizons!"

"So that's how it is..." Wu Ma Shen withdrew his inquiring gaze and said to his eldest disciple who remained silent, "Feng'er, go to the Royal Sword Sect and see if your little junior sister has arrived. If she has, bring her back safely." He then sighed and said, "This heartless little thing, now that she has a husband, she doesn't want me as her master anymore."

Feng Wu responded with lowered eyebrows, not taking the implicit meaning of the Wu Ma myth to heart at all, and obediently retreated to the chair where the Wu Ma god was sitting.

Helian Wuyou's eyes were gloomy, and his gaze gradually turned cold as he stared at Wu Ma Shen's back. Taking advantage of the cover of the thick cloak, he took the little hand of his beloved hanging by his side into his palm and kneaded and caressed it.

Feng Wu glanced sideways, and scratched the man's warm palm with her little finger, then they put their palms together, intertwining their fingers tightly.

The corners of the man's lips turned up to form a curve that was so beautiful that it could overwhelm the whole country, and a faint smile rose and fell in his throat.

The resting place of the Huangji Sect was several sects away from the Kuanglang Sword Sect. Feng Wu walked for a while before he saw the emblem of the Huangji Sword Sect.

Among the disciples in white, Jiang Manman's pretty pink color became the finishing touch.

"Junior sister, Master asked me to come and call you. You haven't been back to Penglai for a few months. Master said that he misses you very much!" Feng Wu said with a gentle expression.

Jiang Manman, who was sitting in the center of the disciples, felt her face flush as she listened to the inexplicable teasing. Her eyes fell on her fiancé, and her cheeks grew even hotter. "Nanxing, I want to go back and see my master first..."

Mu Nanxing's eyes were gentle and doting, and he said with a smile: "Go ahead! After the conference, we will go back to Huangji Sword Sect with your master." As for why they returned to Huangji Sword Sect, everyone knew it.

Jiang Manman lowered her eyes shyly, then nodded, "Then, I'll go..."

"Go!"

Feng Wu was fed a lot of dog food before he successfully brought Jiang Manman back. Wu Ma Shen put on a drama of deep love between master and disciple in front of Feng Wu. Afterwards, Jiang Manman, who returned to the disciples, was still warmly welcomed by his senior brothers and sisters.

Feng Wu was like an ignorant outsider, watching everything coldly.

Helian Wuyou frowned and carefully took care of his sweetheart's emotions, but based on his understanding of Xiao Fenghuang, she didn't seem to care about these people at all!

After observing for a few times, he was sure that his feeling was correct. The way Little Phoenix spoke and acted towards these people was as if she was wearing an invisible mask, isolating these people from outside her heart.

But he has pried open the hard shell, waded through the ice and snow, and finally found the most beautiful scenery in the world.