"So what are your plans for today? Sleeping once is fine, but sleeping a few more times is fine too? Or do you think my kung fu is good and makes you feel great?" Wen Ziyun was not afraid of He Jingjing. Instead, he reached out and grabbed one of He Jingjing's towering breasts and said something frivolous.
"You..." He Jingjing was speechless at Wen Ziyun's words. He Jingjing had this in mind, thinking she'd catch him in the act. After all, they'd already done intimate things before, so one more time wouldn't be a big deal. But He Jingjing had thought this in her head, but when Wen Ziyun suddenly called her out, she felt a little embarrassed.
"You're looking for death!" He Jingjing was furious and stretched out her hand to grab Wen Ziyun's neck. He Jingjing was a cultivator, although only a low-level cultivator at the second level of Qi training, but it was still effortless for He Jingjing to deal with a "white-faced scholar" like Wen Ziyun.
"Let go... of me..." As He Jingjing's grip increased, Wen Ziyun's breathing became increasingly difficult. Only when Wen Ziyun's face turned a little purple did He Jingjing let go.
"Hoo...Hoo..." Wen Ziyun breathed in the fresh air with a tinge of fear. He'd assumed that a 5'7" tall man like him would be able to crush He Jingjing, a 5'6" woman, in terms of strength, which was why he'd been so confident in his mockery. He hadn't expected this seemingly muscleless woman to possess such immense strength. Wen Ziyun knew perfectly well that if He Jingjing hadn't let go, he would have died.
"Behave yourself, or I'll kill you!" He Jingjing said coldly. Looking at Wen Ziyun's horrified face, He Jingjing felt a little proud. In her previous life, He Jingjing was powerless, and even when that family drugged her, she couldn't resist.
Although she had suffered some hardships in the Yushan Sect in this life, she was still quite powerful. So what if she was a useless cultivator? So what if she was only at the second level of Qi training? In the secular world, He Jingjing was a strong person.
"What do you want? Kill me? Or hold me responsible?" Wen Ziyun knew he had hit a wall, and he didn't dare to provoke He Jingjing any further, so he just had to admit that he had bad luck. To be honest, apart from the fact that the He family was now in decline, He Jingjing herself was quite good. She was beautiful and had a good temper in bed. After a few nights of contact, Wen Ziyun had fallen in love with He Jingjing's body.
"Kill you? I'd rather not dirty my hands than marry you?" After He Jingjing looked Wen Ziyun from head to toe, she couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes.
Wen Ziyun was a far cry from Wen Ziqing. One was a despicable, thief who stole women's favor, a thief he dared not admit to, while the other was a future general with a formidable future and a bright future. How could Wen Ziyun compare to Wen Ziqing? In her previous life, He Jingjing remembered that Wen Ziyun, with the help of his family, had become a minor section chief in his thirties. It was easy to imagine how incompetent Wen Ziyun was. Was she, He Jingjing, going to give up Wen Ziqing in this life and be tied to someone as despicable as Wen Ziyun?
He Jingjing thought back to her past marriage. The man who had killed her was a man who dared to act but not to take responsibility. Whenever she encountered problems, he only knew how to instigate her to seek help from her parents' family. Then, realizing she was no longer useful, he and his family conspired to poison her. He Jingjing had already been fooled once by such a man, so why would he fall into his trap again?
Wen Ziyun endured He Jingjing's scanning gaze, feeling a little excited. Women! Isn't it like this? Their bodies are all his, how can they escape from his palm? Although He Jingjing wasn't as pretty as Zhou Yuanyuan, she had always been Wen Ziqing's admirer. Being able to snatch her away from Wen Ziqing was also a victory for him, Wen Ziyun.
"Marry you? You wish!" He Jingjing said contemptuously after making up her mind. She, He Jingjing, was much better in this life than in her previous one. She would definitely find a talented person like Wen Ziqing. What was Wen Ziyun?
The smile on Wen Ziyun's face froze. After a while, Wen Ziyun realized that He Jingjing disliked him.
Wen Ziyun's face darkened, and his jealousy towards Wen Ziqing increased.
"What? Are you not convinced?" When He Jingjing saw Wen Ziyun's face, she knew what Wen Ziyun was thinking. He was just a young boy who relied on his family. Did he really think he was so outstanding?
"Don't forget that you are already mine! Don't think that Wen Ziqing is willing to pick up my old shoes and wear them." Wen Ziyun was furious and didn't care whether He Jingjing would beat him up. He said angrily.
"Hmph!" He Jingjing looked at Wen Ziyun disdainfully, stretched out two fingers and licked them, and a bean-sized flame appeared out of thin air on her fingertips.
He Jingjing moved the flame closer to Wen Ziyun, and a scorching breath rushed towards Wen Ziyun's face.
A supernatural being? An immortal? Wen Ziyun's expression changed.
No wonder He Jingjing looked down on him. He turned out to be a man of great ability. So, it would be a piece of cake for He Jingjing to kill him. It would only take a flick of her finger.
"My dear, I love you too much and I can't bear to be abandoned by you. I'm sorry, I'll let you do whatever you want." Wen Ziyun had no choice but to admit defeat at this point.
"Hahaha... I want to work with you." He Jingjing looked at the submissive Wen Ziyun, her eyes full of calculation. If she wanted to marry Wen Ziqing, she needed help. And Wen Ziyun was the perfect partner.
Zhaojiagou, Zhao Qingshan’s home.
Zhou Yuanyuan had originally planned to stay for two days before setting off with Wen Ziqing to explore the Gobi Desert in northern province for jade mines, but the trip ultimately failed. The reason was a significant change in Zhou Yuanyuan's sea of consciousness.
On the first night she arrived in Zhaojiagou, Zhou Yuanyuan lay on her large solid wood bed, covered by a soft, sun-scented quilt, sound asleep. For almost a month, Zhou Yuanyuan had been practicing instead of sleeping.
Although Zhou Yuanyuan's body didn't feel tired from absorbing the spiritual energy, her nerves were constantly tense and never relaxed. For her, the best rest was to lie down on the soft big bed and have a good sleep.
When Zhou Yuanyuan was sleeping soundly, Xiaoyu's voice suddenly sounded urgently in her sea of consciousness.
"Master, master, come quickly." There was a hint of surprise in Xiaoyu's voice.
Zhou Yuanyuan was awakened from her sleep by Xiaoyu. She quickly entered her sea of consciousness and was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Zhou Yuanyuan remembered that her sea of consciousness had originally contained only a vast expanse of azure water, with a colorful rainbow bridge connecting the horizon. But now, her sea of consciousness had expanded considerably. Not only was there an endless expanse of ocean, but there was also a sandy beach. The rainbow bridge remained standing, its colorful crystals now even more dazzling.
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