Chapter 17 I Have Fire

Jiang Xianwan admitted his shamelessness.

Qin Qin was so disgusted by her quick admission that her knuckles clenched so tightly they cracked, and then her eyes visibly reddened.

Jiang Xianwan was startled and took two steps back. "No way?"

You're crying already?

The three boys also silently took two steps back.

No way?

Aren't the people of the Taixu Sect very arrogant?

Especially those who wield swords!

Did a casual remark make her cry?

It's just taking off your underwear~

Seeing four pairs of eyes staring at him with unspeakable expressions, Qin Qin realized that her reaction was somewhat embarrassing, and she glared coldly at Jiang Xianwan.

A cold light spilled onto the ground, and the long sword shone like a rainbow.

"Jiang Xianwan! Tell me, how do you want to die tonight!"

How dare they pull down his pants!

Did she also pull down people's pants when she got into fights?

He was so angry that he didn't sleep for two days and two nights, and before he could even confront her, she came to his door with an air of self-righteousness.

Thinking of this, my eyes grew even redder.

Seeing the boy forcefully suppressing his tears, Jiang Xianwan sighed, while a sense of guilt slowly crept up to the top of his head.

Finally, his conscience pricked him, and he raised his hand, weakly asking, "Can I not die?"

"no!"

The tip of Qinqin's sword was pointed directly at the girl's nose.

She pulled down his pants to look at his buttocks.

It's either death or...

Thinking of this, my gaze involuntarily fell on her face, which was half-hidden by the rosy clouds.

Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, and her gaze was clear and bright, as pure and crisp as snow. Her skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost under the moonlight.

Her features are strikingly beautiful, giving her a rather aggressive appearance.

Even the magnificent red sunset couldn't overshadow its vibrant color, which gives you an idea of ​​how arrogantly beautiful this face is.

Realizing he was going astray, the boy's sword tip dipped slightly downwards.

My ear tips involuntarily felt hot.

Impressive lines, equally arrogant and domineering.

In his haste, he dropped a little more, pressing it against Jiang Xianwan's abdomen.

My gaze inadvertently fell upon her waist, which could be easily pinched with one hand.

The tips of her ears turned even redder.

Enraged and ashamed, he suddenly pressed the long sword against her neck.

Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye saw it clearly, and their faces both darkened.

What is he gesturing?

Which way are you gesturing?

Besides, if he killed someone, why is he blushing?

Su Qingliu narrowed his eyes slightly, silently threw Hua Buxiu on the ground, and then silently took out his wife.

"Heh." Bai Ziye suddenly let out a barely audible chuckle, his icy gaze like a thorn, as if he wanted to pierce through Qin Qin.

I'm not sure, I'll think about it some more.

To even dare to covet their junior sister is truly... like lighting a lamp in a latrine.

However, this greedy girl only has money in her eyes.

Young man, you're in big trouble if you fall in love with her.

Lin Yujin couldn't understand, so she simply sat down and took out a handful of melon seeds from her sleeve.

Jiang Xianwan watched as Qin Qin kept adjusting her position as if aiming, and felt somewhat helpless.

"Well, I called you here because I really wanted to apologize."

And while we're at it, let's scam them again.

Qinqin didn't believe it. "You would be so kind?"

Jiang Xianwan fights like a mad dog.

They pulled down his underwear without even blinking, and then ran away.

So now you know to come and apologize?

Could it be that her three senior brothers forced her to apologize?

Pah!

How could that be!

The neighboring mountain is connected by the same lineage.

Moreover, it was taught by that ancestral sect that caused such a great upheaval.

From top to bottom, who isn't greedy for money and utterly shameless?

Not a single one of them is a good person!

"Really." Seeing his disbelief, Jiang Xianwan subconsciously took a step closer.

Qin Qin's expression suddenly changed, and she took two steps back, saying sharply, "Speak up! Don't get so close!"

"..." Jiang Xianwan looked at him with pity.

Silly child, it seems that having your underwear pulled down has left you with a huge trauma.

It's not entirely her fault; his belt was loose, and it came undone with a simple tug.

Thinking this, Jiang Xianwan blurted it out.

Meeting Qin Qin's humiliated and indignant gaze, he quickly steered the conversation back to the main point, "That's not what I meant. Didn't you want to quench your sword?"

Qin Qin glared at her with red eyes.

He wouldn't believe her sweet talk.

However, Jiang Xianwan continued to approach him, and Qin Qin, flustered, retreated step by step until he reached a large tree.

My back was covered tightly, leaving me nowhere to retreat.

"Click-click-click..."

Lin Yujin, who was sitting on the ground, cracking sunflower seeds and watching with great interest, gradually turned ferocious.

Something seems off to me.

Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye each stroked their wives, remaining silent with pursed lips, but their eyes held a faint hint of murderous intent.

"What...what exactly are you trying to say?"

Qinqin stood on tiptoe, still desperately trying to stick to the tree.

Jiang Xianwan took another step closer, raised her hand and pressed it against the tree trunk behind him, tilting her head slightly upward.

His voice, lowered to a whisper, carried the gentle intoxication of early morning, making it all the more captivating.

Completely unaware of the three senior brothers with their icy gazes, dark faces, and twisted, ferocious expressions.

"I have a fire here."

"I can help you."

Su Qingliu: Junior sister, you're playing with fire.

You'd better specify what kind of fire it is.

Bai Ziye: What kind of fire?

Please, don't make me angry.

Lin Yujin: I'm furious.

But the way Junior Sister pinned Qin Qin against the wall was so cool!

Qinqin was taken aback at first, then a blush spread across her cheeks, burning down to her ears.

The longsword was already touching the ground, its tip almost touching the girl's bright, dark eyes. He stammered, "Wh-what kind of fire?"

Is it passionate and fiery?

Also, help him... help him with what?

rogue!

Qin Qin bit her lip, her eyes as red as a rabbit's.

Jiang Xianwan's sense of guilt surged.

Is this still the same boy who exudes a cold aura and is like a double-door refrigerator?

Why do you look like you're about to cry again?

When you fight with her, aren't you pretty fierce?

The heavy sword seemed intent on slicing her skull open.

In a fit of anger, she tore off his belt.

Then Qinqin was so focused on pulling up her pants that she took the mustard seed bag from her, claiming she was emotionally traumatized.

There were quite a few spirit stones in the mustard seed bag, enough to buy a month's worth of spirit beast milk for Xingxing.

Thinking about the hundreds of top-grade spirit stones he had stolen, Jiang Xianwan felt a tiny pang of conscience.

I want to give this to you alone.

people?

Qin Qin pursed her lips, staring intently at the girl whose tone was unusually serious, her thoughts drifting away once again.

To give away?

Who should it be given to?

she……?

She snatched his mustard seed bag and untied his belt.

Could it be that she's trying to get his attention in a special way?

He didn't come to her door, but she couldn't wait and came to find him?

And he even had his three senior brothers cheer him on?

Whether they pumped it up or not, we don't know. The three boys, watching this scene, were clearly about to faint from anger!

Thinking about how those female cultivators had tried to ambush her in all sorts of ways, Qin Qin became even more certain.

He stared at the mark on the girl's face, his pretty face flushed red, almost as red as the birthmark on Jiang Xianwan's face.

After a long silence, he responded softly, slightly uneasy, "Okay."

If you're trying to get my attention.

So, you've succeeded!

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Jiang Xianwan was afraid that he would go back on his word, so she grabbed a piece of the boy's sleeve and pulled him toward Su Qingliu and the others.

Qin Qin lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on her slender, white fingertips on her sleeve. A slight smile played on her lips, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks.