Chapter 30 Chapter 30 His fingers are very long
There was only one day left before leaving. Ling Fuying looked inward at her Dantian, and the floating spiritual energy gradually condensed. She then performed a few basic spells, and the fruits on the tree exploded instantly.
Trying to fly a sword is easier than before, the power is stronger, and the spiritual energy in the dantian is full.
After finishing her training, she began to think about how to completely leave Yuchi Xianyue.
But with her current level of cultivation, it's like hitting a rock with an egg.
[System, is there anything that can sever all ties or disguise itself?]
After searching the system, the answer was given: "The host has it. The Fate-Severing Dew can sever any bond, whether it's a marriage contract or a tracking method, without any side effects. It only costs 500 points to redeem, but the total Luck Points must reach 2000 to unlock it."
Adding the 10 points of luck that fell from the sky that day, she got a total of 1230 points, which means she still needs 770 points of luck to unlock it.
【What about the disguise? 】
[There's a mask of disguise, with permanent effects. It's not expensive, only 200 points required, no unlock required, and can be redeemed now. System-made items are guaranteed to be top-notch. Host, you don't have to worry about being discovered in disguise. Even a deity would be unable to detect your disguise.]
If she and Yuchi Xianyue had a marriage contract, or if he had cast a tracking spell on her, then this conspiracy would be meaningless.
Therefore, she needs to find a way to raise 770 points of luck to unlock the Zhanyuan Dew.
The rather cocky system suddenly sensed something was wrong. Was the host going to run away again?
Knowing what the system was thinking, Ling Fuying reassured him: "Don't worry, I still need to collect Luck Points to refine my physical aptitude, but I can't earn much from Yuchi Xianyue, so I'd better focus on conquering Ling Zhouci."
After all, he is the best to fool.
The system thought about it and felt that it was right. Yuchi Xianyue was not generous at all. Why would a man be so stingy? Not only could he not earn any luck points from him, but he also wanted to prevent the host from looking for Shen Fuxue. If it weren't for him, the host wouldn't have to meet Shen Fuxue secretly a few times. Otherwise, he would have increased his luck points long ago.
This person is weak and may not be able to be straightened out. Forget it. The sky and the sea are just as vast without him.
[Host, you must keep up the good work.] The system began to cheer for Ling Fuying.
Ling Fuying sighed softly, these 770 points were not a small number. Maybe she could go find Chen Fuxue again before leaving. Last time she directly added a few hundred points to her.
She did it right away. It happened that Yuchi Xianyue was not around and she had time to have an affair.
She headed straight for the Chen Fuxue Cave, but the traces at the foot of Canglang Peak made her stop.
The weeds and bushes at the foot of the mountain were all crushed, and there were scattered traces of blood, which looked like the traces left by someone falling from the mountain.
Ling Fuying frowned as she approached, only to hear the faintest sound of breathing. Sure enough, there was someone there. She imagined someone's face; only he could be here, at this moment.
If it weren't for those traces, it would be impossible to discover that there was a person hiding here.
Pulling aside the thorny branches, the boy's body was covered in bright red blood, and even some parts of his clothes had dried blood, indicating that he had been here for some time.
Shuyu curled up in pain, his coarse linen clothes had been torn, revealing his arms and thighs. His face and legs were covered with bruises, and a bloody wound as wide as a palm was shocking.
Ling Fuying called him a few times, but the curled-up boy closed his eyes tightly, sweating profusely, and showed no signs of waking up.
She rummaged through her purse and found a pill for treating internal injuries. Judging from his appearance, he must have suffered serious internal injuries. However, he clenched his teeth so that Fu Ying could not feed the pill into his mouth.
She was about to pinch his chin and force the pill into him, but the unconscious boy suddenly opened his red eyes, grabbed her arm tightly, turned over and pressed her under him.
Shuyu arched her back and pressed Ling Fuying tightly, blood dripping onto Ling Fuying's cheeks, bursting into bloody flowers.
Her fair skin was stained with his dirty blood, and her red lips were tightly pursed. Only then did Shuyu realize that the person he was pressing down was Ling Fuying.
When he came to his senses, Ling Fuying had already used his spiritual power to lift him up. He collapsed on the ground, panting, his breath filled with the scent of the girl and the trembling from the contact with her body.
The pain in his body seemed to be far away from him. Shuyu forced himself to open his eyes, but the next second he fell into darkness again.
Ling Fuying wiped the blood off her face, thinking it was a kindness, but she didn't expect him to attack her by surprise. Looking at the blood on her body, she looked annoyed.
She threw the blood-stained pill on the ground, glanced at Shuyu, and turned away.
Halfway through the journey, she still sent a message to his master.
It was almost dusk when Shuyu woke up again. His bones felt like they were broken and his face turned pale with pain. Just as he was about to prop himself up and stand up, his palm pressed against something round. When he moved his palm away, he saw that it was a pill.
The scene before he fell asleep flooded into his mind: the girl's soft body and her face so close to him... So, did she want to feed him medicine?
Shuyu stared at the pill for a long time, then put it in his sleeve. He gritted his teeth and stood up, holding on to a branch beside him. But as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and almost fainted again.
Taoist Cangming, who rushed back, was shocked when he saw this. How could his disciple become like this after just one trip?
He quickly took out a pill and handed it to him.
Shuyu looked at the pill for a while and didn't move.
"Why don't you eat?"
Shuyu shook her head and said it was just a minor injury.
"How did you get into this state?"
Shuyu said nothing.
He hadn't used the teleportation talismans, even though they were now activated. They were too precious to him. He had also walked down the mountain yesterday, but he hadn't expected to slip and fall today.
No matter what Taoist Cangming said, Shuyu remained silent. Could he be mute? The more Cangming looked at him, the tighter his brows furrowed.
His appearance was not to his liking to begin with, and what if she was also mute? Well, there was nothing he could do since he had already accepted her.
Seeing that he refused to take the pill, he could only transfer some spiritual power to him and carry him to Canglang Peak.
"Luckily, the Second Miss sent me a message, otherwise I wouldn't know you were in this state." Taoist Cangming threw a few clothes at him, "You don't have any clothes, go in and change quickly."
Second Miss... Shuyu lowered her eyes and glanced at the bell in her hand.
"Luckily, you're lucky." Cang Ming glanced at him for a few times, "Forget it, go in and rest."
Only then did Shuyu drag her broken leg into the house.
"I have plenty of pills, so use them quickly. People who don't know would think I, Cangming, am so poor." He fumbled around for a long time, and took out a porcelain bottle containing pills, and threw it into Shuyu's arms.
Shuyu still did not use the pill, relying on her body's strong recovery ability to heal on her own.
At night, he lay on the bed in pain all over his body. He took out the blood-stained pill, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, then put it back in his arms and kept it carefully.
But before he fell into sleep, he kept wondering why she treated him like this.
It was clear that they had never met before.
Ling Huaixu... She is Ling Huaixu's sister.
Shuyu knew Ling Huaixu, but Ling Huaixu did not know him. Once, he almost fell into the tiger's mouth in the mountains. The bloody mouth of the beast was right in front of him, and it could bite him to pieces and swallow him in one bite, but the beast fell down in front of him. A man in the distance subdued it with an arrow from the air. He didn't even look at him and turned away.
He later learned that the person who saved him was Ling Huaixu, the master of Zheyuan Palace, so he tried his best to get in.
Shuyu slowly closed his eyes, and fragmented fragments flashed through his mind, but Ling Huaixu's figure was gradually overlapped by Ling Fuying, and gradually, only Ling Fuying's shadow remained in his dream.
*
As soon as Ling Fuying stepped to the door, she saw Chen Fuxue lying on the bed. She didn't know what he was doing, but she could hear his low moans occasionally.
I looked over and saw that his hand was slowly rising and falling.
She suddenly realized something and stopped.
With a "bang", sparks exploded in her head. Her face was so red that blood seemed to be dripping out. She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Shen Fuxue had already discovered her and appeared behind her through the air. His body, which was alternating between hot and cold, pressed against her back.
The strong scent of cedar and musk rushed towards her, causing Fu Ying to shrink his neck and avoid the hot and humid breath coming towards him from behind.
Chen Fuxue leaned against her back, burying his head in the back of her neck. The empty feeling was finally filled a little. His long hair fell into Ling Fuying's chest, making her shiver slightly and her body tremble.
"Master... Master?" Ling Fuying called him with a trembling voice. She could feel Chen Fuxue's tight and broad body pressed against her, his long legs squeezed between her legs, and his hands still moving slowly.
"Hmm." Chen Fuxue's breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, his body trembled and he leaned weakly on Ling Fuying's shoulder. The sweat from his chin dripped onto the back of Ling Fuying's neck with a "plop" sound, causing countless goose bumps on her skin.
Her scalp was numb and her whole body was stiff. She was almost unable to breathe. Her throat was dry and astringent. There was an urge that was about to destroy her, making her heart beat like a drum and her head swell.
"Help me, Xiaoman..." Shen Fuxue's wet and sticky hand held her.
The blood in her body almost stopped flowing, causing Fu Ying's eyelashes to tremble. When he held her hand and touched her, she was so scared that she pulled her hand away.
Chen Fuxue was still kissing the back of her neck, the fine and dense itch burning her mind.
They had rolled onto the couch without knowing it, Chen Fuxue kissing her, and her hands went from stiff to numb.
"Forehead……"
Chen Fuxue suddenly collapsed on top of her.
Ling Fuying's eyes were wet and her mind was still not clear.
Chen Fuxue looked completely out of his mind. She felt it was even more absurd looking at him like this. Everything was too... too much.
Shen Fuxue gradually came back to her senses and stretched out her finger towards the hem of her skirt.
His fingers were very long, with distinct joints, as white as jade. The meridians on the back of his hand felt extremely powerful. It was a long, big, and powerful hand.
It was cold when it touched her, so cold that she shrank into a ball.
…
Ling Fuying was still trembling when he left, his face red to the neck, and he could hardly stand while controlling his sword.
She almost forgot the purpose of her visit.
The system remained silent throughout the entire time. Only after exiting the small dark room did it happily announce, "Host, your Luck Points have increased by 300 points! You still need 470 points to unlock the Zhanyuan Dew. Victory is within reach!"
[Huh? The host just increased by another 20 points.] But compared to the hundreds of points that Shen Fuxue had just increased, this small amount seemed a bit strange.
Then there are 450 points left, which is not too much, but not too little either. Anyway, there is no need to dream about these 450 points from Yuchi Xianyue.
Ling Fuying performed a cleansing spell on herself. She looked at her still trembling hands, and the base of her hands had been rubbed red and numb.
The sticky touch lingered for a long time, and every time Fu Ying thought about it, she would remember the overwhelming feeling. She couldn't think about it anymore.
But suddenly, she felt reluctant to part with this top-notch talent, Chen Fuxue. She turned and glanced at Wu Jifeng, and that feeling rose to her head again.
There are thousands of men, she needs to be more sober.
Ling Fuying returned to the yard, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw a pile of clothes again, including the small dress that was slightly prettier than yesterday's.
"You went shopping for clothes again today?" Ling Fuying felt strange.
"Well, these are some lighter pajamas you can change into."
She really wanted to ask him if he had nothing to do all day. She remembered that Ling Huaixu was very busy all day and rarely left Zheyuan Palace. As the lord of a region, Yuchi Xianyue would not only go back to Zheyuan Palace with her for most of the month, but also go to Daluozhou with her.
I hope the Three Thousand Realms will collapse under his management one day.
"Do you want to try it?" Yuchi Xianyue asked, supporting his head.
He is now devoted to dressing up Ling Fuying. This feeling is very novel, just like the puppet he once refined with his own hands, which makes him feel very satisfied.
She shook her head, not having the time to try. Yuchi Xianyue did nothing all day and even liked to watch people crawling through dog holes. How could such a person be considered a lucky star and have such a high level of cultivation? It was really frustrating to compare oneself with others.
She didn't feel anything when she was at Shen Fuxue's place, but when she came back she found her mouth was dry, so she picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.
Yuchi Xianyue had been looking at her, and his originally leisurely gaze suddenly froze, causing Fuying's palms to turn red, as if they had been rubbed by a rope.
Yuchi Xianyue took the teacup from her hand, held her hand and examined it carefully, "Where did you get it?"
Ling Fuying had to resist the urge to pull her hand out of his immediately. Her hand had just touched Chen Fuxue, but now...
She pursed her lips, and the burning sensation seemed to climb up to her palm again.
"I bumped into it by accident."
"How did we get here?" Yuchi Xianyue frowned.
“Who knows how it happened?”
She pulled her hand away impatiently, took the tea and continued drinking.
Yuchi Xianyue didn't think much about it. After all, he had no such experience and couldn't make any association.
Although it was just a redness, he still found it annoying. He took out the ointment and applied it carefully on her palm.
The ointment melted under the heat at the base of her palm, and the milky white liquid was spread by his fingertips, emitting a crystal-clear luster.
The itch spread to the base of her thumb, especially where Chen Fuxue had touched. Yuchi Xianyue holding her hand like this made Fu Ying's face look even weirder.
The ointment applied there flowed into her fingers and was carefully applied by Yuchi Xianyue, and the red marks gradually disappeared.
"Okay." She quickly withdrew her hand and went straight to the bathroom.
Without Yuchi Xianyue around, she began to reminisce again.
So this is what it feels like... It was also the first time she knew that there was such a way to be happy.
You wouldn't have guessed it, but Chen Fuxue knows quite a lot.
Wait...he can't be an expert at this!
She urgently called the system.
[Host, don't worry, the male protagonists are all clean. Perhaps he is gifted and not an experienced person.]
When she quickly flipped through the first three volumes, they were indeed clean, but she was not sure if she had missed anything. With the system, she felt relieved for the time being.
If it's dirty, she would rather not touch it.
She soaked her whole body in the water, stood up after a while, four hundred and fifty points, it would be great if she could get some out of Yuchi Xianyue's mouth, it was annoying just thinking about him.
Ling Fuying felt guilty today, so he went out and lay down on the bed to sleep.
I will be leaving tomorrow, and I don’t know what the scene will be like when I see Daluozhou with my own eyes.
About a quarter of an hour later, a moist male body came up from behind, making Fu Ying more and more accustomed to Yuchi Xianyue's approach. Now she could treat him as air and fall asleep without changing her expression.
Yuchi Xianyue could naturally notice the changes in Ling Fuying. There had never been any shyness on her face that showed their close contact as a couple. Although he used to ignore such expressions, he still had an indescribable feeling when he saw his newlywed wife reacting like that.
He did not love her, perhaps there was only a shallow novelty that would soon wear off, but that did not conflict with the fact that he had such feelings.
Yuchi Xianyue suddenly wanted to give it a try.
He recalled the picture book he had seen that day, and reached out to hug the girl who was far away from him. She was already fast asleep and did not respond to his touch.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her slightly open red lips, stretched out his fingertips and tapped them lightly, his fingertips sinking into her lips, and they would bounce back when he let go.
He put down his hand, leaned over and kissed her lips, but suddenly stopped, causing Fu Ying to wake up hurriedly, covering her mouth and staring at him in horror.
Yuchi Xianyue raised his eyes and looked into the girl's wide-open eyes. There was no conversation between the two for a moment.
But she quickly regained her composure, and there was no panic in her eyes, as if she was certain that he would not do anything.
Yuchi Xianyue lowered his head, looked at her fingers covering his lips, and then opened his lips and held them.
The moist touch passed through her fingertips and seemed to spread to her heart, making Fu Ying's whole body stiff, as if struck by lightning.
It was wet, warm, and soft, wrapped around her fingers, and his teeth gently rubbed between her fingers.
Ling Fuying's eyelashes fluttered like a small fan. She wanted to pull her finger out, but was threatened by Yuchi Xianyue's teeth.
She felt a stinging pain, and if she pulled it out forcefully, he might bite off her finger bones.
"Yuchi Xianyue, are you sick?"
But it was obvious that Yuchi Xianyue did not fall into the trap. He did not open his mouth to answer, but continued to lick her soft fingers gently.
He wondered vaguely if he licked her whole body, would it be filled with his scent?
While licking, she observed Ling Fuying's expression. She frowned slightly and her eyelashes trembled.
Yuchi Xianyue wanted to see her show a different expression, wanted her tightly pursed lips to make other sounds.
Ling Fuying didn't dare to move, otherwise she would be threatened by his teeth. She was like an ant on a hot pan, being tossed and roasted over and over again.
"If you want to be a dog, I won't stop you, but could you please stop disgusting me?"
Ling Fuying pulled back suddenly, but Yuchi Xianyue really bit down with all her strength. She cried out in pain and wanted to bite him hard, but the taste of blood from this morning lingered in her mouth.
She could only slap him hard.
"What's wrong with you?"
Who knew that after she slapped him, she suddenly felt something close to her body...
The man's jade-like cheeks flushed, his hair was slightly messy, and his light green eyes were fixed.
Ling Fuying looked at him in shock.
Yuchi Xianyue did not expect his own reaction. His expression was a little stiff, but it quickly returned to normal. His body and his mind seemed to be separated, and there was no desire on his face. He opened his lips, pulling out a faint silver thread.
"Madam has a bad temper."
It would be strange if he didn't get angry looking at him. Ling Fuying really couldn't stand him.
Yuchi Xianyue ignored the reaction of the person below him and lay on one side, but he soon opened his eyes again.
He knew some ways to relieve the pressure, but he never used them. But at this moment, he couldn't control himself.
So after the person beside him fell asleep, he reached out his hand awkwardly, moved it a few times, and then let go with an expressionless face. It was boring.
He looked at Ling Fuying beside him, and thought of the touch of her fingers.
After staring at her soft fingers in secret for a long time, he looked away, closed his eyes and waited for the pain to subside.
*
Today we set off for Daluozhou, but Ling Fuying got up very late. After all, who can stand being disturbed in the middle of the night?
Everything that happened last night flashed through her mind one by one. Yuchi Xianyue thought there was something wrong with her brain. She had to replenish her luck as soon as possible and kick him out.
After looking around the enclosure and finding nothing left to take, she went to the main gate with Yuchi Xianyue.
Ling Huaixu arrived at the palace gate late. He glanced at Ling Fuying and said, "Sister, be careful on your journey with the Territory Lord."
Yuchi Xianyue smiled wryly, "Brother, you should come to the Three Thousand Territories more often in the future."
As she was speaking, Ling Fuying saw Chen Fuxue coming from a distance. Her heart tightened. Why was he here?
The next second, Ling Huaixu answered their question, "Daluozhou has invited Immortal Lord Zhaoxue to come, and this time he happens to be going with you."
When did this happen? Didn't he already refuse?
Chen Fuxue looked at Ling Fuying from afar, his glass-like eyes seemed to be filled with confusion.
He clearly remembered that Xiaoman said she would come to see him, but she never told him that she was leaving.
She even left with Yuchi Xianyue.
Why? He couldn't think of a reason, as they had clearly been intimate just yesterday.
Chen Fuxue looked at the hand that Ling Fuying had held his yesterday, but it was held in the palm of Yuchi Xianyue's hand.
They have been so close during this period, so close that they seem like a real couple.
She clearly said that.
She was lying to him.
When Shen Fuxue realized it, her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.
Even though Xiaoman cheated on him, he still wanted to be her husband.
In fact, even if she didn't divorce Yuchi Xianyue, he would be willing to do so. Why should she abandon him?
If Ling Huaixu had not asked him again yesterday whether he was going to Daluozhou, and inadvertently mentioned that Ling Fuying was also leaving, he might not have realized that he had been abandoned by her.
She was obviously very happy yesterday, clinging to him tightly, trembling in his arms, biting her lips tightly to suppress her cries.
Why don't you want him anymore?
Because he didn't make her happy enough?
Chen Fuxue approached with an expressionless face. In front of others, he was still the pure and flawless exiled immortal Zhaoxue Xianjun, but his heart was filled with all kinds of explicit thoughts.
He looked at Yuchi Xianyue, and the two of them stared at each other. Yuchi Xianyue's smile didn't reach his eyes. "Master, why don't you come with us, Madam?"
What could she say? Say no? She was the disciple, and Chen Fuxue was the master. In front of everyone, how could she refuse? Was she really afraid that no one would notice their trickery?
Besides, she was not so opposed to Chen Fuxue coming. After all, the remaining 450 might be enough to be earned in one go on the road.
So she said, "Of course I have no problem."
Yuchi Xianyue glanced at her, restrained his smile, and said to Shen Fuxue: "Then Master, please come with us."
Ling Huaixu watched the three people board the flying boat. Only then did he realize that Ling Fuying was about to leave.
It’s eighteen thousand miles away, and I don’t know when we will meet again.
He watched the flying boat sail away from Zheyuan Palace and disappear into a black dot.
Ling Zhouci was not on this trip, and there was just enough room for one person per bedroom. Ling Fuying took the lead and walked towards the room where she had lived before, but Yuchi Xianyue followed closely behind.
"Madam, are you feeling well this time?" Yuchi Xianyue asked her with raised eyebrows.
"The room is big enough for the three of us, and I want to sleep on my own."
Chen Fuxue was watching silently behind the two of them, waiting for Ling Fuying's gaze, but she never looked at her.
The flying boat's space was relatively closed, and there were only three of them on the second floor. She felt indescribably nervous.
She could sense Shen Fuxue's gaze, which was sharper than ever before. The small water droplets in the air seemed to turn into ice crystals under his gaze, sticking to her skin, causing a series of goose bumps to appear.
"Madam, are you cold?" Yuchi Xianyue's gaze fell on the wrinkles on her snow-white neck.
He ordered Fuying to enter the house and close the door.
Only Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue were left outside. Chen Fuxue walked into the room next to Ling Fuying and closed the door.
Only Yuchi Xianyue was left there.
Ling Fuying locked herself in the room to practice. She could clearly feel the improvement of her spiritual power. After each practice, she would have a strong sense of achievement, which she had never experienced before.
In the past, she practiced for one, two, or three days, and perhaps there would not be much difference in the spiritual power in her body.
In order to avoid facing Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue at the same time, she even ate her meals in the house.
At night, she lay down to rest after taking a bath. The cool night breeze blew in from the window, and she stared at the starry night sky outside the window in a trance.
Halfway through, she noticed a figure beside the bed. She thought it was Yuchi Xianyue, but found out it was Chen Fuxue.
He stood quietly beside the bed, the moonlight like water shone on his tall body, his long hair was like a waterfall, and an indescribable divinity lingered around him.
Fu Ying's breath stopped, and she didn't know whether it was because of his beauty or his expression.
He didn't even hold her around with a confused look in his eyes like before, and he didn't even rub her unconsciously. Instead, he stood beside her bed very rationally and coldly.
Cold, distant, and superior.
It was as if there was a chasm between them.
Like, I want to settle the score with her.
Ling Fuying was trembling with fear and did not speak to break the silence.
Seeing that she was indifferent, Chen Fuxue's long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she hugged Ling Fuying in her arms.
"Xiao Man, you lied to me."
Ling Fuying never thought that Chen Fuxue would come, especially when Yuchi Xianyue was right next door.
He might find out at any moment, but right now he had no time to think about it.
She felt Shen Fuxue's long fingers reaching towards the hem of her skirt again.
Cold and hot.
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