......
Under the blazing sun, Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi were ready to go. They exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.
Wang Feng gently took Jiang Hanxi's left hand and walked towards the door, glancing at the system task in his mind once again.
[Ding, Mission: Help the foolish, cold-hearted man in the Immortal Realm overcome the ordeal of being forced into a marriage. Reward: One Red Thread from the Matchmaker. Time: Within 100 days.]
[Ding! You have found the silly dog Hadi, who is hiding from pursuers and barely surviving in the Immortal Realm. Help him through his ordeal. Reward: The most loyal silly dog. Time limit: 100 days.]
Creak~
Looking at the task in his mind, Wang Feng led Jiang Hanxi, whose hair was half-tied up with a jade hairpin, and slowly opened the door.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
As soon as they opened the door, the two of them heard a sound of something being dragged on the ground outside.
Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi simultaneously frowned slightly and looked up at the courtyard gate.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Tap!
Tap!
Tap!
A short figure, fuming and aggressive, strode into the courtyard, making a left turn.
The imposing yet strangely harmless ahoge-haired Hanmiao was dragging a half-dead Xuchen in his hand.
Xu Chen was dragged on the ground and rubbed all the way, his eyes were beaten until they rolled back, he was a hundred times worse off than Han Miao who rolled his eyes last night!
At this moment, Han Miao, who was about 1.5 meters tall, took large strides and angrily dragged the half-dead Xu Chen to Wang Feng.
Then, the hand that was grabbing Xu Chen's ankle was raised up hard, and Xu Chen was thrown from behind in a 180-degree arc to the front!
Bang!!
With a crisp popping sound, dust was blasted everywhere by Xu Chen's body.
With a conspicuous tuft of hair on her head and her puffed-up face, Han Miao looked completely harmless.
But at this moment, Wang Feng couldn't help but take a half step back. This icy, dazed little potato was really too terrifying!
Wang Feng lowered his eyes slightly to look at Xu Chen, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh at Xu Chen's disheveled and embarrassed appearance.
In particular, the tuft of golden hair on his forehead had disappeared.
Even Xu Chen's entire head was bald, making him a qualified... Mediterranean.
"Is it... funny!?"
Han Miao, with her cute yet fierce face, crossed her arms and glared fiercely at Wang Feng, who was holding her master's hand, and said through bared teeth.
Despite her fierce expression, the way she displayed it on this little loli with her signature ahoge (cowlick) was strangely... cute?
"How about I give you a sword too? So you can have the same hairstyle as him!?"
Han Miao was clearly furious at this moment, and his appearance indicated that he had suffered a lot of setbacks in the process of arresting Xu Chen, that lecherous swordsman.
Even Han Miao, who had been holding her arms, lowered them, clenched her little fists, and glared angrily at Wang Feng with her head held high.
It's obvious he's really angry.
"No, no, no, I feel fine as I am."
Wang Feng quickly suppressed his laughter, squatted down slightly, and pretended to pat Xu Chen's face.
"He's still breathing, he shouldn't die..."
Wang Feng sensed the connection between his inner self and the Star Sword, and muttered a phrase to himself.
Then Wang Feng raised his palm and pulled the limp Xu Chen back to the Star Sword in his hand, then put it back into his storage space.
"When it wakes up, you tell that lecherous bastard that if it dares to show its face in front of me again, I'll shave all the fur off its body!"
Han Miao's voice was filled with anger, and her upturned little face was flushed red with rage!
Han Miao's fair face flushed even more as she recalled how that lecherous man had plucked a tuft of hair from her head last night.
Most importantly! She didn't faint at all last night!
Just because the tuft of hair on her head was pulled out, a feeling of weakness that spread throughout her body made it difficult for her to even open her eyes.
Therefore... she deeply resented all of Xu Chen's actions of rubbing, pinching, and squeezing her face.
This is why Han Miao is so angry right now; Xu Chen's beating was so horrific it was unbearable to look at!
"Okay, okay!"
Wang Feng quickly gave an OK sign, afraid that Han Miao's angry appearance might cause him to jump up and kick him in the knee, disregarding even Jiang Hanxi.
Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, Han Miao loosened his tightly clenched fist and with a whoosh, transformed back into his sword.
Standing behind Wang Feng, Jiang Hanxi remained silent, but slowly extended her slender hand to draw the cold sword into her divine sea space.
However, at this moment, Jiang Hanxi's internal communication with Han Jian made the previously fierce and adorable Han Jian feel quite aggrieved.
"Master! I only yelled at that thing a couple of times, why are you scolding me for that...?"
Han Jian's somewhat aggrieved voice echoed within Jiang Hanxi's mind, clearly indicating that she had just been scolded after threatening Wang Feng.
"I don't care, Miaomiao, if you threaten my husband again, I'll... pull out that tuft of your hair too!"
Jiang Hanxi's cold voice rang out in her mind. She hesitated for a moment halfway through her sentence before coming up with a good punishment.
"And another thing! My husband doesn't call it that or that. If you keep calling it that, I'll force you to transform... and then I'll pull out that tuft of your hair."
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