The night was pitch black, Zhuo Yuan stood under a tree and looked up at the lights in the house.
"Chief, it's so late, why don't you rest?"
The dragon beast's body was no longer in danger. It turned into a little dragon and was lying on Zhuo Yuan's shoulder.
"Dragon Beast, you have just recovered, so you should rest early. I will go to the Five Elements Sect the day after tomorrow, and you must protect the tribe members."
Zhuo Yuan sighed softly and looked away.
"Chief, if you like her, why not tell her? We'll have a battle the day after tomorrow, and we don't know what the outcome will be. Dragon Beast, I just hope you don't have any regrets."
Dragon Beast looked at the disappointment on his face and reminded him.
"How can I talk about love affairs at this time when my great revenge has not yet been avenged?"
"Clan leader, we all hope you won't bear too much self-blame. This is all the fault of the Five Elements Sect. You've already paid a lot. Their methods are despicable and hard to guard against."
“As the clan leader, it is my duty to protect my people, and if I fail to do so, I will be derelict in my duty.
If I can't completely uncover the forces behind the Five Elements Sect, how can I be worthy of the souls that have died?"
Zhuo Yuan gently patted the dragon beast's head and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"Chief, actually you..."
"Okay, don't say any more. The elixir is ready. Go back and rest. I'll be back after I give it to her."
"Yes, Patriarch."
The dragon beast responded obediently, then flew away.
Zhuo Yuan looked at the elixir in his hand, calmed himself down, and then flew up to the tree house.
In the room, Song Qingbai was meditating and practicing, and beside her was the Fenghua Divine Sword.
As soon as he heard the footsteps, Song Qingbai opened his eyes and stopped practicing.
"Zhuo Yuan, you're here."
"Well, why are you still practicing? The injuries on your body..."
"My injuries are not serious, I just got the magic sword and want to get familiar with it.
I've always used a peach wood sword, and although I've made some progress in swordsmanship, I'm not sure if it can be applied to the Fenghua Sword."
Song Qingbai smiled and began to explain. When Zhuo Yuan handed her the elixir, he drank it without thinking.
"The divine sword is extremely powerful, so you don't have to be too anxious."
Seeing Song Qingbai drink the elixir in one gulp, a strange look flashed across Zhuo Yuan's eyes. He took a few steps closer to Song Qingbai and reached out to take the bowl.
"That's right. There's no need to rush. The battle the day after tomorrow will probably be disastrous."
Song Qingbai's eyes flashed, and he remembered that when he was in the Spirit Beast Sect, Ji Fusheng alone could turn everything upside down.
If Su Xuhai were added, it would be even more difficult to deal with.
"You have now been recognized by the Divine Sword. You only need to use our clan's secret method to recognize it as your master."
Before he knew it, Zhuo Yuan had sat next to Song Qingbai and saw that she was still focused on the sword.
There was a hint of shyness in Zhuo Yuan's tone as he reached out and held Song Qingbai's hand.
"Secret method? What secret method?"
Song Qingbai was shocked. When he saw the lust in Zhuo Yuan's eyes, he felt something was wrong, but he still patiently wanted to hear what he had to say to the end.
"The secrets of my clan can only be known by members of my clan, but since you want to know, it's not impossible. As long as you..."
Zhuo Yuan's face turned even redder, and he suddenly stopped, which made Song Qingbai feel even more uneasy.
The situation was extremely ambiguous. A single man and a single woman were in the same room, and it seemed like something was going to happen at any moment.
Song Qingbai coughed dryly, trying to ease the embarrassment, but for some reason his body began to feel hot.
"If the secrets of the Zhuoyuan clan cannot be explained, then I won't force you. You don't have to force yourself..."
"I won't force you, I'm just afraid you might be reluctant, but time is pressing and I don't want you to be in any further danger. Please forgive me for taking the initiative, and please take good care of yourself from now on."
Without waiting for Song Qingbai to finish his words, Zhuo Yuan took her into his arms and kissed her red lips.
Mmmmm....
Song Qingbai's mind went blank, and he was a little surprised by Zhuo Yuan's sudden action.
She reached out to push the person away, but found that the desire in her body was even harder to quench.
"What medicine did you just give me?"
After kissing for a while, both of them were breathing heavily, and Song Qingbai became a little annoyed.
She is not a casual person, and Zhuo Yuan's use of such means is really unacceptable.
“I’m sorry, my virginity is secret, the Fenghua Sword is the sacred sword of the Flame Dragon Clan, and as the clan leader, I can enjoy special protection.
Even his significant other can do the same. I just want you to get its approval as soon as possible, please forgive my selfishness.
My clan's revenge has not yet been avenged, but the people behind the Five Elements Sect are too powerful, so I have no choice but to rely on you."
Zhuo Yuan's expression was unclear. Seeing that Song Qingbai was angry, he could only explain it euphemistically.
He took off his clothes in front of Song Qingbai slowly, and then kissed her again.
Song Qingbai's consciousness began to blur, his whole body was burning, and he felt like he was about to be burned to death.
The next moment, I was embraced in a cool embrace.
She let out a comfortable sigh, and then was greeted with a more passionate kiss.
After a while, the wooden bed began to make regular noises.
The Fenghua Sword Spirit on the side was shy at first and wanted to hide, but in the end he completely gave up.
He raised the sword and stared at the person on the bed.
Humph, what a Zhuo Yuan! How can he be so humble for a woman?
It really makes them lose face as men, bah... No, it's a sword spirit, not a man...
So shameful, so shameless, so...
The sky gradually brightened. Song Qingbai lay in Zhuo Yuan's arms, still sleeping soundly. She had no idea what medicine Zhuo Yuan had given her last night.
Originally, it was Zhuo Yuan who took the initiative, but in the end, Song Qingbai asked him for it many times and still refused to give up.
After tossing and turning all night, both of them finally calmed down.
Zhuo Yuan had no desire to sleep. Looking at the marks on Song Qingbai's body, he felt more and more guilty.
I wonder if she will hate me when she wakes up, or if she will ignore me again.
A sense of entanglement arose in his heart, which wrapped around his heart like a vine, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Tsk tsk, it's useless. I've already done it, and now I'm confessing it, it's really..."
The Fenghua Divine Sword started to complain about Zhuo Yuan again. When it first appeared, it was very respectful to Zhuo Yuan, but now it realized that the person in front of it was no longer its previous master.
Being so indecisive, she is no better than a woman like Song Qingbai.
It seems that God guided Song Qingbai to find it, and it is about to usher in a new destiny.
When Song Qingbai woke up, Zhuo Yuan had already taken Su Yimo to the Five Elements Sect, leaving only a sound transmission note telling her to take care of herself.
"Tsk tsk tsk, they're just going to run away after taking everything they have!"
Song Qingbai felt a headache, cast a spell to remove the marks on his body, changed his clothes, and made sure there was nothing unusual.
He placed the Fenghua Sword into the space ring and then disappeared from the spot.
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