When Yun Shouxi couldn't help but go into the water to investigate, he heard the sound of water splashing.
After coming out of the water, Ling Luo shook off the water droplets on her face, reached out to wipe her lower lip, opened her eyes and looked at Yun Shouxi. The water droplets slid from her chin to her neck, revealing her slender neckline when she raised her head.
Yun Shouxi looked at him with a slightly gloomy look.
Ling Luo said, "Master, I don't want you to see me being tortured by water. You should go back first."
Yun Shouxi sighed softly, lowered his eyes, and placed the medicine on the shore.
"I'll come pick you up when you finish your sentence," he said.
Lingluo said, "Thank you, Master."
You should go away quickly!
Yun Shouxi also felt that he should leave.
Otherwise, if he continued to watch, he might not be able to resist pulling the person out of the water and taking him back to Qingshifang to lock him up.
After seeing Yun Shouxi leave, Lingluo was about to go into the water to rescue Yue Liangze, but she heard a splash, and the man swam to the surface far away from her without her knowing.
Ling Luo was furious after seeing this: "Why did you run so far?"
Yue Liangze had his back to her, and at that moment he was thinking about the bone-chilling coldness of the cold pond. It was a good thing that she had not fainted despite her internal injuries and was soaking in it.
He raised his hand to wipe the water droplets off his face, and only turned back to look at Lingluo after getting ashore.
Both of them were soaking wet.
Lingluo raised her chin slightly, with a hint of annoyance on her face, but more often than not, she was just like a little wild cat, stretching her claws towards him, alert and provocative.
When their eyes met, Yue Liangze's mind replayed the scene underwater and his five fingers at his sides clenched slightly.
Lingluo: “You——”
She had just uttered a syllable when she was pulled down by the God Lock.
Looking at Lingluo who suddenly disappeared, Yue Liangze subconsciously wanted to reach out, but it was useless.
He realized that it was the Divine Lock that took the man away to be tortured.
The cold water from the pond dripped from the ends of his hair to the bridge of his nose, which made him feel a little itchy. Yue Liangze raised his hand to wipe it, and was about to leave with the food box, but he stopped when he saw the medicine on the shore.
After being tortured, she had difficulty picking up food with chopsticks, so how could she apply medicine on her own?
Lingluo, who was dragged down into the mud of the deep pool, was not thinking about the medicine for her wounds.
In the endless darkness and cold, she clenched her fingers in pain, but she remembered those clean and bright eyes, which reflected only her several times.
Underwater, she covered Yue Liangze's eyes because she didn't want to see surprise, astonishment, or resistance and disgust in those eyes.
Lingluo didn't know what she wanted to see, but she knew what she didn't want to see.
Besides, today she was just passing the breath with a kiss, and she didn't have any evil thoughts.
It's not like the past——
She razed the Xiaoyao Sect to the ground and was hunted down by various major immortal sects. During this time, she was practicing various evil and ghost magic in Nanjiang City.
Now that I have become possessed by the devil, I should naturally practice more magic techniques, such as taking people's yang essence, blood-activating sacrifices, evil skills and spells, etc.
At that time, Ling Luo would practice whatever the immortal sect despised, and then use it to deal with those who came to kill her, and finally mock them for dying from her shameful magic.
At that time, there was a forbidden magic technique called Beauty's Peak.
It is both a spell and a poison. Those who have mastered it can kill cultivators above the Life and Death Realm in an instant.
However, there are many requirements for practicing the forbidden technique, which is called the beauty's peak. What is needed is a beauty, and you need to practice dual cultivation with a beauty, extract her essence and refine it to the utmost purity. Therefore, you need many, many beauties.
The decent people despise this because this method insults the meaning of dual cultivation in their eyes.
In their eyes, dual cultivation is only about realm, not desire, and both parties benefit.
But what the beauty peak wants is pure desire, and anyone whose essence is taken will die.
Therefore, all the upright sects call the beauty's peak an obscene magic, and no one is willing or dares to practice it.
Lingluo doesn't care.
She sent her demon envoys to capture beauties and bring them back to Nanjiang City. The disappearance of handsome men in many places caused panic. Soon, the news that she wanted to cultivate the beauty's peak spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation.
But Lingluo looked at the beauties who were captured. Some of them were kneeling on the ground crying and begging for mercy, some were refusing to obey and cursing with a righteous attitude, and some were trying to fawn on them in every way possible - it was simply unbearable to watch them acting like this under such pretty appearances.
She taught the spirits and demons around her a lesson: "I asked you to capture beautiful women, but why did you bring back these ugly creatures?"
The postures of these people made her feel disgusted, and she completely lost the desire to practice her beauty peak.
The spirit demon was scolded and turned back into a small ball. It jumped around at her feet and tried to please her and make her happy.
Ling Luo looked at the men trapped in the cages with different expressions, with a look of slight contempt, and said in a calm voice: "I will give you one stick of incense. If you can get out of this bamboo formation, you will survive. If you can't get out, you have to find a way yourself."
This back mountain is full of green bamboos. In the morning, the bamboo fragrance is lingering, the sunlight is gentle, and you can watch the wind playing through the woods.
When the cage was opened, the men rushed out madly, all wanting to get out of this endless bamboo forest.
Lingluo sat in the rocking chair and watched the group of people making ugly moves leisurely, while Lingmo was beside her, serving her tea and peeling fruit.
Some people broke down and cried, while others were still calling her a witch, a demon, a scum, etc.
Among them, a young man in a blue shirt was tired from running, so he lay on the ground and shouted, "No, I won't run anymore. It's up to you to do whatever you want."
"Brother Zhao, get up quickly! If you don't run now, you will be taken away by that witch soon..." The people around him bent down to pull him, but heard him say, "Take her if you want. I think the girl is quite delicate, more beautiful than any I've seen before. What witch? She looks more like a fairy. If you really want to take me to practice dual cultivation with her, I won't lose anything if I think about it this way."
Lingluo, who was eating grapes and watching the show, said: "..."
His friend blushed and said, "Brother Zhao, you must not think like that. That kind of thing, that kind of thing can only be done with your first wife, how can you..."
Brother Zhao: "Given my family's situation, I will never be able to find a wife in my lifetime."
He really didn't have the strength to run, so he lay down and shouted: "Fairy sister, I won't run anymore, you let my friend leave, and I will practice dual cultivation with you, but let me make it clear, this is my first time and I have no experience--"
The friend was anxious: "Brother Zhao! Brother Zhao, you can't give up your chance to survive for me! Get up quickly..."
Lingluo pointed at the man and said to Lingmo: "Take him..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a sharp sound of sword chimes and a huge blue bird flew over from the sky, shattering the barrier with its claws as it landed.
Lingluo narrowed her eyes and stood up from the rocking chair.
The sword cut through the outer fog and broke the formation.
Affected by the sword energy shock just now, the bamboo branches all over the mountain swayed and the green leaves fell. The man holding a sword came out of the mist. He was wearing green clothes, which contrasted with the color of the mountain.
The inky black hair brushed lightly across his thin chin in the wind. Under his slender eyebrows were a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. His slightly pursed lips were red, stained with blood.
He was injured.
His shirt was stained with blood, and there was a scar on the back of his hand where he held the sword, where the flesh had been broken.
At that time, Lingluo thought that this was what a beauty should be like.
Appearance is one factor, and temperament is another.
The disciple of the Holy Sword Sect raised his sword to break the formation, glanced at Brother Zhao lying on the ground, and said in a calm voice: "Follow the blue bird, it will lead you out."
"Thank you, Taoist Master!" Brother Zhao's friend hurriedly carried him on his back and watched the blue bird in the sky find the way.
Lingluo appeared in the forest and nodded to the two men, "You just said you were willing, why are you leaving now?"
Brother Zhao: “…”
He buried his head in his friend's back and pretended not to see anything.
The friend said firmly: "You, you are forcing it, you can't do this!"
"I was going to let you go, but I didn't force you. He just said he was willing, but now he's not keeping his word." Ling Luo drew out her sword and said with a smile, "As a person, you should be responsible for your words. If you don't know the importance of your words and keep talking nonsense, you will bring disaster upon yourself."
The sword in her hand flew out, but was stopped by Yue Liangze, and the two fought.
The friend ran away quickly, and Brother Zhao turned back and shouted, "Goodbye, Fairy Sister! Taoist Master, please be gentle, I am a girl after all—"
"Stop talking!" The friend almost collapsed.
Ling Luo and Yue Liangze fought in the green bamboo forest. The swords swept across, and the proudly standing green bamboos were cut in half.
The long swords collided, and she smelled the blood on Yue Liangze's body. Her eyes swept across the back of his hand holding the sword. Because of the force exerted in the fight, the wound had split open again, and blood was flowing out.
Lingluo's sword intent overwhelmed him. Yue Liangze frowned slightly and was about to make a move, but saw Lingluo put away her sword and retreat.
"Given your current state, there's no point in fighting you." She looked Yue Liangze up and down and said, "Should I be curious about who could hurt you like this, or should I be angry about how much you look down on me and dare to mess with me when you're in this state?"
Yue Liangze looked at her and said, "Don't practice this forbidden technique."
Ling Luo snorted and laughed: "What do you care about what I practice?"
"Your sword spirit has always been filled with the purest righteousness. Even if you are possessed by a demon now, it will not be affected at all." Yue Liangze looked her in the eyes and said, "This is what they fear the most. There is no need for you to practice those inferior techniques anymore."
Your sword intent always has the purest righteousness.
These words made Lingluo, who was about to take action, stop.
She never expected that the first person in the world to see through her sword intent would be Yue Liangze.
In this quiet place in the bamboo forest, the sunlight gently fell on the man through the branches, lighting up his eyes, but only she was reflected in them.
Ling Luo looked into his eyes, and her hand gripping the sword subconsciously tightened. Those deep eyes made people feel suffocated and want to escape.
"I have the final say on whether it's good or bad. I can practice whatever I want." She said with averted eyes.
Seeing that she had no intention of letting go, Yue Liangze clenched the sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I will release as many as you catch. As long as I am here, you will never be able to practice it."
After hearing this, Lingluo smiled strangely and turned back to look at him.
"You came to my door on your own, why should I bother to capture you?" She put away her sword and walked towards Yue Liangze. "Master Yue, Sword Saint Yue, Master Danshui - you are seriously injured, and you still dare to come to my territory. Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"
Yue Liangze has clear eyes and eyebrows.
Ling Luo stopped one step away from him, her eyes full of teasing smiles: "Since I want to practice beauty peak, I have already activated the charm poison when I caught you and set up the formation. Under normal circumstances, you should have sensed it, but unfortunately you are seriously injured today and you don't have the strength to resist even if you sense it."
She lied to him.
The aphrodisiac was administered on a whim.
Just because of her anger, Yue Liangze saw through her sword intent and said the thing she was most unwilling to believe.
At this time, Yue Liangze also noticed it. He smelled the strange sweetness in the air and frowned slightly.
Lingluo had already taken his hand and walked towards the pavilion.
"You said it was inferior, and the decent sects said it insulted dual cultivation and regarded it as an obscene technique, but isn't dual cultivation the same for everyone? If you do something inferior yourself later, don't tell me about this again in the future."
Yue Liangze used all his remaining strength to resist the poison and had no time to struggle.
Lingluo took him to the attic bedroom.
The window was open and the spring flowers were in full bloom outside.
The curtains were lowered, rising and falling with the morning breeze.
There was a low table next to the bed. The two stopped beside the table. Ling Luo looked at the man sitting opposite her with a smile, trying to neutralize the charm.
"You must hold back and continue to be the upright and noble Sword Master of the Immortal Sect. Don't do anything inferior that would tarnish your reputation."
She mocked with a smile, went to get the medicine, and took his injured hand.
Lingluo applied medicine to him, pressing and rubbing circles on his tense arms with her soft fingertips.
Yue Liangze looked up at her and heard the man say with a smile: "You can look at me, but don't think about what I look like under my clothes."
His throat moved slightly.
"Don't just focus on the touch of my fingers, the aroma in the room, and -" She nodded to meet the man's dark gaze, curling her eyes, "the sound of my voice."
"I promise, even if you can't help it and grab a strand of my hair or pull off the corner of my clothes, I won't resist and let you do whatever you want."
Her voice was soft and light, and she looked like she was applying medicine to him seriously and attentively, but her eyes were full of smiles and a bit of charm.
"Even if I let you take whatever you want, you still can't do it."
"How could a sect like you, who is so high and mighty and considers itself as pure as a lotus, do such a lowly thing to me?"
Yue Liangze's clear voice was a little hoarse at this time: "That's what you think."
"Hmm?" Ling Luo looked up at him and deliberately leaned closer, with her shoulders sliding down a little.
"High above, holy like a lotus." Yue Liangze lowered his eyes and looked at her. His body was already heating up uncontrollably, but he still restrained himself from overstepping the mark.
“Only a person knows what he is like.”
"That's because I don't know our Master Danshui well enough. Why don't you come closer and tell me in detail?" Lingluo looked at him patiently.
Although there was wind coming in from the window and blowing across his cheeks, it could not suppress the warmth.
Yue Liangze slowly withdrew his hand, but was caught by Lingluo, "I haven't bandaged it yet."
"No need," he said.
"Okay, now that the medicine is applied," Ling Luo said with a smile, "Then I'll show you my back, waist, abdomen, and -"
She tilted her head and looked downward.
Yue Liangze lowered his eyes, withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist. It was useless to apply medicine on the wound.
The pain stimulates the nerves.
Lingluo stood up, and the hem of her skirt brushed past the corner of his eye.
"The man you rescued just now said that he could only do that kind of thing with his first wife." She put her bare hands on Yue Liangze's shoulders and gently touched his collar with her jade fingers, trying to pull it down, but Yue Liangze held her back with his backhand.
"Your hands are so hot." Ling Luo smiled and leaned forward. When she spoke, her breath tickled the man's ears, and her fair skin turned red. She said, "You are still holding it in. Is it because I am not your first wife that you dare not?"
Yue Liangze nodded slightly, suppressing his breath, and turned his head to remove her hand from her shoulder, but found that Lingluo did not move when he turned his head. The distance between their faces shortened, and their breaths lightly fell on each other's cheeks.
Ling Luo blinked and was about to tease him a few more times, but she was suddenly pulled over and before she could react, someone grabbed her head and kissed her.
He was still dressed, his body was stained with blood, and his kiss was hot and passionate with desire, as if it wanted to melt everything.
There was a moment of confusion in Lingluo's eyes, as if she didn't expect that this person would actually dare to do that.
Yue Liangze held her waist and stood up, his clothes rubbing against each other, and then fell onto the soft couch beside him.
He placed his hands on Lingluo's shoulders, pressing down her scattered black hair, which was cool and soft. Yue Liangze held the person in his arms, but straightened up slightly, lowered his eyes to look at her, with red at the corners of his eyes.
The woman had bright red lips and was looking at him with a smile.
"It's not up to standard," she said. "It's a vulgar technique that insults the practice of dual cultivation."
Yue Liangze leaned down again and said, "Apply the medicine."
The curtains sway gently, creating an ambiguous and charming atmosphere.
Lingluo felt her heart beating faster, but she didn't stop.
The high and mighty Immortal Sect's supreme leader fell into the quagmire at this moment.
The divine lock retracted and extended again, pulling the man out from the water.
Lingluo woke up from her memories, and when she emerged from the water, she was still muttering in her heart that it was Yue Liangze who took the initiative, but she didn't expect to see someone standing on the shore, soaked, when she opened her eyes.
She was confused for a moment and asked, "You didn't leave?"
Yue Liangze looked at her and said, "I'll apply medicine to you when you come out."
Apply medicine.
Lingluo sank back into the water with a gurgle.
Yue Liangze looked at the ripples on the water and felt helpless again.
What did I say wrong this time?
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