Chapter 67 The puppy trembles, the mountain god is troubled
He Mu waved his hand and knocked Xu Duoren unconscious.
Hearing the voices insisting on leaving the city, and with Yi Jinxiang unable to leave, and Mu unable to think of a better solution for the time being, they could only agree for the time being.
On the other side, the teahouse owner refused Ye Lan's request to take her to the Hua Palace for treatment and soon disappeared. He returned empty-handed and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of carrying Xu Duoren.
The four of them, under the watchful eyes of everyone, led many Ren to the barrier exit of the city gate.
The middle-aged man who had been shouting earlier frowned. Seeing the group stop at the entrance of the barrier, he couldn't help but urge them, "Weren't we going to throw him out of the city? Hurry up and do it!"
Hearing the voice, he looked displeased and coldly replied, "We're leaving the city to find a way to cure him, not to kill him. We'll be leaving with him."
The man scoffed, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Who cares what you're doing? This rat demon is going berserk and biting people. It's a menace if it stays in the city. It must be driven out!"
Hearing the voice, he was also indignant. Although it was indeed wrong of Duo Ren to bite someone, the person who bit him was not the troublemaker in front of him. Why was he shouting so loudly?
Moreover, biting is not uncommon among monsters. Monsters in heat naturally have a craving for food and will want to bite anything they like.
He often bites Mu when he hears people's voices. He bites when he's happy, he bites when he's angry, and he bites when he's doing something too pleasurable. There are many of his teeth marks on Mu's arms.
However, Cangzhou City is currently in a period of turmoil, and there is no other way but to do as these people demand in order to quell their anger.
Upon hearing the voice, Tianxin sheathed his sword and said solemnly, "We will take Brother Xu to a clinic outside the city to find out the cause of his illness. We will make sure he is completely cured before we return, and then this matter will be settled. I hope everyone will not make things difficult for my master."
A slightly gentler-sounding demon stepped forward and said, "Young hero, rest assured, no one will make things difficult for the city lord. We are all indebted to the city lord for saving our lives. Today's matter was only done out of concern for the chaos in Cangzhou City."
The troublemaking uncle glanced at the monster and sneered, "If you lock us in a dog cage, and something really happens in the city, you won't be able to escape. Let's see if you'll be a dutiful dog then."
After saying that, he put the sickle back on his shoulder and shouted to Wen Rensheng and the others, "Stop talking about this and get rid of this menace!"
Hearing people's voices and hearing him repeatedly call someone a "scourge," he couldn't help but show his displeasure.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and chose not to pay any more attention to this person.
He turned and exchanged a glance with He Mu and the others. They understood and stepped through the transparent barrier.
The celestial beings in the Heavenly Court cultivate different Daoist hearts, and the types of barriers they set up are also different. Yi Jinxiang does not have the heaven-reaching Daoist techniques like He Mu, so the main function of her barrier is to conceal her tracks.
The moment the voices reached him and his feet touched the ground outside the city, the vast city of Cangzhou behind him, along with the crowds of onlookers, vanished like bubbles.
Ye Lan, carrying the enormous Xu Duoren on his back, said with difficulty, "Don't worry, everyone. I have the city lord's mark on me and can find a way to re-enter Cangzhou City."
Hearing the voice, he sighed, hugged his sword, leaned against the tree trunk, and said with concern, "But now, where are we going to find a clinic that treats monsters?"
After thinking for a while, Mu suggested, "The closest place to here is Zhongzhou. The influence of the Night Wanderer God has not yet reached there, and there are many powerful immortal sects. There should be some highly skilled people who practice medicine and help the world."
"Zhongzhou?"
Hearing the voice, he nodded and thought for a moment.
During the five years he secluded himself on Fangze Mountain, his soul wandered around and thus he learned a little about Zhongzhou. It was indeed a place with numerous sects and experts, and one of the few places where monsters and humans lived together.
He nodded, agreeing with Mu's suggestion: "Then let's hurry to Zhongzhou. There's only Master in the city, and I'm worried that something might happen and she won't be able to handle it alone."
Ye Lan wiped away his sweat and finally put down Xu Duoren on his back, freeing his hands to form a hand seal and summon his sword.
He wisely said, "Young Master and Lord Cangyu can go together. I can take Brother Xu with me."
He Mu didn't speak, but summoned his sword with one hand. The sword, Se Sha, appeared in response, spun around once, and landed in front of the two of them, consciously widening its blade by several inches.
Hearing the voice, he looked down at Se Sha and his expression became somewhat tense.
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He didn't like flying on a sword.
Or perhaps he simply didn't like flying on a sword at great heights. When he was fifteen, he was taken on a sword flight by He Mu for the first time, but he was thrown off and nearly crashed into a mountain. Although He Mu caught him in time and prevented him from getting hurt, he still felt a bit scared whenever he thought about it.
Hearing the voices, she carefully stepped onto the red carpet, then quickly turned around and hugged He Mu, her face pale.
He Mu patted Wen Rensheng's hair and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, you won't fall this time."
Hearing the voice, he thought to himself, "Last time, the mountain god was just as certain, yet he still managed to throw him off."
But he wasn't in the mood to act cute at all. He buried his face in Mu's arms and whispered, "Hurry up, brother."
He preferred to fly faster and reach his destination sooner rather than linger in the air.
He Mu put one arm around his back and said, "It will take at least a day and a night to get to Zhongzhou from here. It's better not to go too fast, or I'm afraid you'll throw up."
Hearing someone's voice, she pouted and muttered, "Then why not use the Shrinking Earth Technique? It's obviously much more convenient."
He Mu smiled helplessly, "The Shrinking Earth Technique is a spell that requires the power of a god to use. I am a mortal now, so I can't use it."
Moreover, even if he could use it, he wouldn't really want to use it right now, since the opportunity to be hugged and cuddled by Wen Rensheng like this doesn't come around every time.
Hearing the voice, He Mu initially wanted to scold her in a spoiled manner, but then she remembered that He Mu's loss of her divine status was partly her fault, so she kept quiet and hugged He Mu even tighter.
As the color-killing creature gradually rose into the air, he heard voices and felt the air around him begin to move. The wind howled and blew against his face, and the biting cold seeped into his sleeves, making his body tremble slightly.
...So high.
How high are they flying now? Hundreds of feet, thousands of feet? If they fall, they'll probably be smashed to pieces.
If he were flying on his own sword, he would be shaking like a leaf at this height.
"I'm so scared..." he couldn't help but murmur.
He Mu wrapped his other arm around Wenrensheng's waist. His embrace was strong, almost enveloping Wenrensheng completely.
“Sheng Sheng,” He Mu kissed his hair, “Don’t worry, even if you fall, I will catch you.”
After saying this, He Mu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Just now in Cangzhou City, facing so many monsters, Hearing human voices, he drew his sword almost without hesitation. Mu and I were almost dazed. The weak, crying child in our memories had grown into a chivalrous hero who could stand alone and had the courage to face everything with his sword.
Only at times like these does He Mu feel that Wen Rensheng is still the same child he used to be, who would cry and cling to him when she encountered something she wasn't good at, asking for his help.
Seeing that he was too nervous to speak, He Mu continued to comfort him: "Next time I'll take you with me and we'll start from a lower place to get used to it. In the future, you can also fly thousands of miles on your sword. Wouldn't that be very chivalrous?"
Hearing the voice, she slightly raised her eyes and looked into He Mu's eyes.
"What if I'm stupid and can't learn it?"
“It’s okay,” He Mu smiled at him with narrowed eyes, “If you can’t learn it, I’ll just keep carrying you and be your sword.”
Hearing the voice made his heart tremble. He hugged He Mu's neck and shyly kissed him.
"I like my older brother."
“Hey,” He Mu said, pulling Wen Rensheng’s waist closer, “You have too many brothers, I don’t want to hear this.”
Hearing the voice, she was forced to stand on tiptoe and became a little flustered: "Where are there more? You're my only brother..."
"Really?" He Mu interrupted him, pretending to think. "Who called 'Brother Yelan' just now? Did I hear wrong? Was it some silly little dog that called it?"
Hearing the voice, he never imagined that He Mu would use that sentence to make a fuss. He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but unexpectedly a force came from his legs, and he felt his feet lift off the ground as He Mu suddenly picked him up.
Hearing voices, she inadvertently saw the sky hundreds of feet below and was so frightened that she quickly hooked her legs around He Mu and wrapped her limbs tightly around him.
"It's so high! I'm going to fall and die!"
"What are you afraid of? Do you think I can't hold you?" He Mu pinched his butt. "Alright, answer me honestly, or I'll throw you down."
Startled by the voice, she trembled and quickly hugged He Mu's neck, crying out, "Good brother, good brother, I'm sorry, I'll never call anyone else again, please put me down..."
He Mu wouldn't let him off the hook: "I heard that line last night, try a different one."
A voice, trembling with tears, cried out, "Then what do you want me to shout?!"
He Mu said slowly, "My husband, my lord, my husband, if all else fails, just call me Brother Murong. I don't want to be like everyone else."
He paused, leaned close to Wenrensheng's ear, and said meaningfully, "In those books you read...aren't there many different names for them?"
Hearing the voice, he felt as if he had been electrocuted. For a moment, he forgot about his fear of heights and looked up at He Mu.
"What do you mean?"
He Mu smiled and said, "That's the idea."
"Sheng Sheng, you've read so many books, shouldn't you put what you've learned into practice?"
"…………"
Hearing the voices, he gasped.
...No way.
He, those erotic pictures and storybooks he hid under the bed—
Could it be that He Mu saw everything?!
Thinking of this possible moment, Wen Rensheng's face suddenly turned bright red, as if he were being swallowed up by shame.
He instinctively tried to cover his face with his hands, but for a moment he forgot that he was being held by He Mu. He lost his balance and fell backward uncontrollably!
He Mu's expression shifted, and he too fell forward upon hearing the voice.
"Hey, don't move!"
"ah!"
After a few crashes, the two fell onto the sword of the lecherous killer.
Although the sword blade was enlarged, it was still pitifully cramped. The two could only hold each other in a stalemate, one above the other. Mu had one hand still around Wenrensheng's waist, and his knee was stuck between Wenrensheng's legs.
He gasped for breath upon hearing voices. His shoulders were suspended in mid-air, unable to find a solid footing; the slightest movement would send him tumbling down.
"Brother!" Hearing a voice, she grabbed He Mu in terror. "You...you mustn't move, I'll fall and die!"
Although He Mu was also a little embarrassed, he was calmer than Wen Rensheng. He gripped Wen Rensheng's waist tightly, keeping the two of them in a state of balance.
“Okay, don’t move,” He Mu said. “We’ll adjust slowly.”
He was so frightened by the sound of human voices that he almost cried. The short hairs on his wolf ears stood up, and his fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned white. He felt like he could turn back into his original form and curl up at any moment.
He Mu couldn't help but laugh at him. A sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, was actually so afraid of heights.
But for some reason, the more Mu saw Wen Rensheng trembling with fear, the more wicked he became, wanting to bully him and make him break down and cry.
If we were to do this to Wenrensheng here, would he be trembling with nervousness while simultaneously moaning with pleasure?
He Mu felt as if his heart had been split into two halves, good and evil. On one hand, he advised him to treat Wen Rensheng as his precious treasure and not to ruin him, while on the other hand, he urged him to play now, as such opportunities were rare.
This is probably what it means to be caught in a dilemma, a situation that leaves one feeling utterly tormented.
He Mu was very distressed.
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Author's Note: [Hugs][Hugs][Hugs] *pats*
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