Ning Wan's mind was stunned for a moment. She wanted to look back, but she caught a glimpse of her hand and Chen Jinggu's intertwined fingers. There was no trace of the demon-trapping chain on her slender and fair wrist.
Obviously, when Shen Jinggu was with her, she had no use for such high-end things.
Ning Wan's eyes changed slightly, but she was extremely nervous.
Behind him, Chen Jinggu sensed Ning Wan's discomfort, glanced at the red mark on her wrist that hadn't faded yet, and said softly, "I'm sorry. I know Junior Sister's temper, and there are priorities. I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure. It won't happen again."
As he spoke, spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and covered his wrist.
He didn't want his already timid fiancée to misunderstand him as a pervert.
The reason for locking her up was indeed because they were afraid that she would be in danger, but they didn't expect her to be so determined. Since they couldn't get rid of the demon-trapping lock, they attacked other things.
Although he had not returned to the inn yet, he could already imagine what the situation in the room was like.
Chen Jinggu didn't insist on getting an answer at this moment. Seeing Ning Wan remained silent and still looked obviously guilty, he chuckled and said concisely, "It's time to go back."
It doesn't matter if she forgets, after all he remembers it.
"Yeah." Ning Wan was still wondering what she had forgotten when she found that Shen Jinggu had already moved the steps and quickly responded.
The Qingshuang Sword appeared again, and under the stimulation of spiritual power, it emitted a green color, like an extremely clean green pool, but with danger hidden in its depth.
Ning Wan almost subconsciously stepped back, and suddenly, her back was pressed closer to Shen Jinggu's chest.
The moment my heartbeat quickened, the breath next to my ears seemed to get hotter.
However, Ning Wan had no time to worry about this physical collision at this moment. She asked fearfully in her mind, "Xiao Qi, what did I promise him?"
He drew his sword, he drew his sword!
Ning Wan thought that this was a sign that Chen Jinggu was still angry, and even started to struggle with her hand being held. Unfortunately, the struggle was futile, and Chen Jinggu's grip only tightened.
Xiao Qi in the space had been looking for it when Shen Jinggu asked that question, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find out what the host had promised the male protagonist.
Looking at Chen Jinggu's serious and confident look, it didn't seem like he was deceiving the host, but if he had to say something, it could only be that time.
It did not hesitate for long. After all, time waits for no one, the male protagonist does not wait for anyone, and the host cannot wait for it either.
[Host, maybe the male protagonist is referring to the time when you behaved well.]
Ning Wan’s inner thoughts:?
I really slowly typed out a question mark.
Not really, right? She's been pretty good.
I didn't go to him to make trouble even after he locked me up, and I didn't run away when I saw him. Doesn't that count?
The next moment, Ning Wan felt his body rising into the air, and a hand was holding him at the waist, guiding him to stand on the slippery sword, which also adjusted his direction.
Well, the pattern is small.
As the male protagonist, Chen Jinggu didn't have so many thoughts. He just wanted to take her back on his sword, and even put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling.
Ning Wan directly grabbed Shen Jinggu's wrist with her backhand, and hugged him tightly with her other hand.
To put it in an extremely unpromising way, she had relied on talismans to teleport and cranes to travel for many years and had no experience in flying with a sword. What was even more difficult than this was that after a quick glance at her feet, she found that she was a little bit... afraid of heights!
If Shen Jinggu's spiritual power becomes unstable and she is thrown down, she will definitely be able to drink the Black and White Impermanence's tea in minutes at this height.
Chen Jinggu noticed Ning Wan's little movements and chuckled helplessly in his heart. Did he look like the kind of person who would hurt his fellow disciples and his fiancée?
He suddenly thought of the days when Ning Wan created coincidences every moment and avoided him every moment, and that feeling became more obvious after he established his foundation.
Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed a little more.
At first, he thought that she didn't want to get close to him because she felt inferior because she was only at the third level of Qi Refining. But later, the situation became more and more serious. Unless it was some important occasion, she didn't even want to appear in his sight.
He thought she would commit suicide and her Taoism would be disturbed, but she turned out to be very carefree. She listened to the fake stories made up by the storytellers at the foot of the mountain and even listened with great interest, without any intention of refuting them.
I had agreed to fall in love with him at first sight. If it was really love at first sight, how could I have endured not seeing him for ten days or half a month, and only glanced at him quickly from behind?
Is he a hedgehog? Will he prick her if she looks at him for a few more seconds?
Why should she be afraid of him? Just because of those righteous words about killing one's wife?
Chen Jinggu almost tore apart Ning Wan's notes, and then he realized that none of the things his fiancée read were healthy. It didn't matter, it wasn't that he couldn't tolerate her unique little hobby.
The key is that she really learns it in a serious manner.
How could he not be angry? His fiancée was distancing herself from him because of the influence of a few storybooks?
She seemed to never know that when he stepped onto the spiritual power stage and successfully stood in front of the main hall, she was not the only one who fell in love with him at first sight.
Ning Wan was unaware of Chen Jinggu's rich psychological activities. She only felt her calves go a little weak, and the hand holding his waist tightened a little more.
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In Chongtou Village, in a room temporarily arranged by the village chief for the immortal masters to rest, the new disciples of Tianyan Sect looked at each other in bewilderment.
Just as the headmaster had expected, the monsters in Chongtou Village were not very powerful. They worked together in groups of three or four, and although it was difficult, they were able to deal with it.
Speaking of which, these monsters are really hateful. If it were just ordinary cultivation, they would definitely not interfere. However, those monsters use sucking human essence as the main means of cultivation.
They may even kill people out of anger if they fail to achieve their goal.
Fortunately, they arrived in time, and only seven or eight families in the village were retaliated against, while the others only lost some of their lifespans, so everything was still possible.
Only now, things seemed a little off.
He Song, who disappeared for a night, came back with a four-tailed fox demon, and it was still alive.
"……This is?"
After a moment, someone finally spoke, with a hesitant tone and a hint of tentativeness.
He Song first glanced at everyone, then looked at the fox he had watched lying on the ground, and explained, "Its situation is a bit special, I dare not act rashly."
"Normally, a four-tailed fox should have four hundred years of cultivation. At the very least, it should have a demon core." He Song said something that had puzzled him for a long time, and added:
"But its dantian is no different from that of an ordinary fox."
After He Song's reminder, they finally discovered something was wrong.
Yang Huaimin, who was standing nearby, suddenly thought of something and said, "Could it be possible that this is a disguise used by the monster to survive?"
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