A look of astonishment flashed across Xiaolongnu's face. She was now certain that the man before her was a deity, for only a deity could possess such abilities. However, she quickly regained her composure.
That's just how she is. She's neither elated by external gains nor saddened by personal losses. She spends most of her time in the ancient tomb and doesn't understand human relationships. She's always so cold and aloof.
It's not that she's putting on a cold act; it's just that she's naturally like that—she's not very good at interacting with or communicating with people.
"Young lady, are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?"
Li Ming looked at her. The way to treat guests can't just be to serve tea. At least some substantial dishes should be served. If possible, Li Ming wanted to kill that dog to add some fun.
The black dog lying by the door suddenly sensed malice and murderous intent, trembled twice, and continued to lie down and sleep.
Little Dragon Girl shook her head. It was nighttime before, and although she didn't know why it was daytime here, she wouldn't have gotten hungry so quickly. Besides, she usually only ate honey.
There's no need to trouble the immortals anymore.
Seeing that she wasn't eating, Li Ming sat opposite her, sipping his tea and occasionally telling jokes to amuse her, but this girl was really a bit strange.
She seemed to ignore him. Upon observation, Li Ming didn't see any disdain in her eyes, only indifference. It seemed that this was the nature of the girl who had fallen.
He doesn't like to talk, doesn't like to laugh, is taciturn, and cold.
As they spent more time together, Li Ming noticed that the girl in white had very pale skin, was cold, and had a somewhat aloof personality, which reminded him of a character from a martial arts novel.
“You remind me of someone,” Li Ming said leisurely, sipping his tea. “Your personality is exactly the same as someone I know.”
Little Dragon Girl looked at Li Ming and listened quietly. She realized that this immortal was probably a chatterbox, as his mouth never stopped.
She picked up her teacup and listened while sipping her tea.
"She's just like you, not fond of smiling, with a cold personality. If a fight can solve the problem, she'll never waste words."
"People who don't know her think she's cold, ruthless, or even heartless and difficult to communicate with. But those who know her know that's just her cold personality."
"It may be related to the fact that she has always lived in the Ancient Tomb Sect."
Upon hearing the words "Ancient Tomb Sect," Xiaolongnu frowned.
“She was adopted by Granny Sun and stayed in the ancient tomb. She didn’t understand human relationships and gradually developed a cold and aloof demeanor.”
"Perhaps it was because she lived in the ancient tomb for many years that her face looked pale, as if she were sick."
"However, it is precisely because of this that she appears even more elegant and refined, as beautiful as a fairy."
"Hey, now that I've described it like this, I realize it's quite similar to you."
"Her name is Little Dragon Girl."
As soon as the name was mentioned, Xiaolongnu's face grew even colder, her hand holding the teacup trembled, and a little tea spilled out.
Why does it feel like a fairy is telling her story?
Her name was Little Dragon Girl. She was adopted by Granny Sun and lived in the Ancient Tomb Sect, which surprised her, but she quickly recovered. Many people knew about these things.
There's no need to make a fuss about it.
Li Ming didn't notice her expression and continued telling the story he knew.
"Later, Xiaolongnü took on a disciple named Yang Guo."
"One night in Zhongnan Mountain, she fought with Ouyang Feng. Yang Guo appeared and learned that Ouyang Feng was Yang Guo's adoptive father. Ouyang Feng wanted to teach Yang Guo the Toad Stance and told Xiaolongnu not to eavesdrop. He also acupunctured her."
"Little Dragon Girl lay quietly under the tree roots covered with leaves, unable to move her mouth or tongue or make a sound."
"Ouyang Feng took Yang Guo to teach him the Toad Stance, at which point a beast appeared."
"Bang."
Almost simultaneously, the teacups in Li Ming's and Xiaolongnu's hands shattered.
Thinking of this, Li Ming felt a little angry. A beautiful little dragon girl, a little dragon girl who was like a fairy, was defiled by a beast.
Back then, when Li Ming saw this scene in a TV series, he wanted to smash the TV.
Thinking of this, he excitedly crushed the teacup. At this moment, he noticed Xiaolongnu and saw that she had also crushed her teacup. He asked, "What are you so excited about?"
Xiaolongnu was naturally excited, her hands trembling, because she sensed something was wrong from Li Ming's words. Ouyang Feng had sealed her pressure points and then left with Yang Guo.
It's not Yang Guo.
It's not Ouyang Feng.
So who exactly is this person?
Why blindfold her and tug at her clothes? Little Dragon Girl noticed the beastly words in Li Ming's words; anyone described with such a word must be no good.
Little Dragon Girl swallowed hard, her chest heaving, and asked tremblingly, "And then?"
She was extremely nervous at that moment.
Because she had a very strong sense of immersion, she had just been in that situation.
Li Ming poured himself a cup of tea, looked at the woman in white, and said, "Do you know who this beast is?"
Little Dragon Girl shook her head, her breathing becoming somewhat labored. She clenched her fists tightly, and her usually calm demeanor finally revealed an expression befitting a normal person.
Fear and unease.
"Yin Zhiping," Li Ming said through gritted teeth.
"Ever since he met Xiaolongnu, his mind has been completely focused on her, thinking about how to win over this beautiful girl."
"He happened to appear on Zhongnan Mountain that night, and Ouyang Feng happened to press Xiaolongnu's acupoints and then left with Yang Guo."
"Only the Little Dragon Girl remained, lying on the ground."
"So this beast quietly came to Xiaolongnu's side, without saying a word, and covered her eyes with a black cloth, making Xiaolongnu mistake him for Yang Guo."
"And that's how he defiled me."
"If I could be there, I would definitely stab him to death, tear him to pieces, grind his bones to dust, send him to the eighteenth level of hell, and make sure he never gets reincarnated."
Li Ming became more and more excited as he spoke.
Because it evoked his long-forgotten memories.
Yin Zhiping's crimes are unforgivable.
They deserve to die.
A ruthless glint flashed in Li Ming's eyes. After a long while, he calmed himself down and sighed:
"Hey, speaking of which, your experience is similar to that of Little Dragon Girl. You were also hit on acupoints, blindfolded with a black cloth, and then you fell here."
As Li Ming spoke, he looked at Xiaolongnu and noticed that her expression was off. She was slumped in her chair, her pupils were dilated, and her whole body was trembling.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Ming asked, looking at her.
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