Chapter 29 The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 6
The gray-robed monk swallowed his saliva and nervously approached the girl in front of him who had been haunting his dreams. All his murderous intentions disappeared when he saw the girl's dreamy and beautiful face.
Just as he was about to kiss the long-desired crimson lips, suddenly, an accident happened.
With his mind full of the alluring girl in front of him, the gray-robed monk, caught in a chaotic desire, did not pay attention to the situation around him as usual.
Puff!!
It was not until a slender sword was inserted into his dantian cleanly and neatly that he lowered his head as if he had sensed something. In the end, he only saw that his dantian had been pierced and spiritual energy was constantly surging out.
Bright red blood gushed out of his mouth. He looked at the girl who was so close to him and within his reach with red eyes, and let out a roar of unwillingness. The blood spurted out even more violently, and even a few drops splashed onto the girl's jade-like cheeks.
The gray-robed monk's eyes widened angrily, and he struggled to stretch forward with a rough palm, wanting to touch the face of the bewitching girl. However, no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain, and he could only fall down with a feeling of unwillingness.
Just like he had just killed his two brothers, he now perished in this secret realm in the same way. The spiritual power he had gained through years of practice would transform into strands of spiritual energy, nourishing the secret realm that buried him.
The girl's soft body remained motionless. She looked at the gray-robed monk who died easily in front of her, her eyes slightly widened, and a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes.
Is he dead?
The casual cultivator who threatened her life is dead!
The immobilized girl quickly realized this, and a burst of ecstasy welled up in her misty, tearful eyes. So, is she finally safe now?
No, no, no, it's not completely safe yet...
After the ecstasy, the girl clearly felt the sound of footsteps behind her. She opened her eyes slightly and realized that the person walking towards her was the one who had just killed the gray-robed monk with a sword.
She couldn't move her body and couldn't see where the person behind her was going. She could only judge the distance between her and the person based on the sound of their footsteps.
Tap, tap, tap, the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer, knocking on the girl's heart with each step. As the footsteps got closer, the girl's heart began to beat faster and faster.
He has already walked up to her!
The girl's brown pupils dilated slightly. Although she couldn't move her body, her sensitivity had reached its peak.
She could clearly feel a warm breath on her neck, and could even hear the person's slightly rapid breathing.
The feeling of being unable to move and being at the mercy of others was very uncomfortable. The beads of sweat on the girl's forehead became more and more dense, sliding down her cheeks. Her chest was rising and falling, and her slightly rapid breathing all showed that she was extremely nervous inside.
The extremely nervous girl silently speculated about the purpose of the visitor, wondering if he was her enemy, or a wandering cultivator who, like the gray-robed monk, was out to kill and steal treasure.
She didn't think for long. The intense emotional ups and downs brought about by the life-and-death crisis made the girl feel a little dizzy. Her eyes, which were originally wide open, were now half-closed and half-open. She was waiting in a trance for the person to reveal his purpose, as if waiting for the final verdict.
But the visitor remained silent for a long time.
The girl waited in agony. Her heart, which was originally filled with fear, couldn't help but feel a surge of courage because of this agony. She wished that the person would reveal his purpose immediately.
She is now like meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others. They can kill her or chop her up as they please. All they want is a quick death. The girl, whose mind is already beginning to confuse, thought angrily.
But the expected killing did not happen. The girl in chaos felt the warmth on her neck getting closer and closer to her skin, and the breathing sounds in her ears became heavier and more rapid.
Suddenly, the girl's half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide, revealing a hint of disbelief and anger.
She was very keenly aware of a warm and moist touch on the skin at the back of her neck. This unfamiliar and strange touch even caused her body to tremble.
The man was kissing the back of her neck!
The girl's originally confused mind suddenly became clear, and then a burst of intense emotions surged in her eyes.
Shyness, resentment, and even murderous intent all appeared in her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with shame and anger, the corners of her eyes were slightly red with anger, and she bit her bright red lower lip tightly. She was like a beautiful red iris in full bloom, tempting others to pick it.
The person behind was obviously also mesmerized by such beautiful scenery. He paused, and his movements suddenly became more intense. His big hands couldn't help but pinch the girl's slender waist, making the girl's body tremble even more violently.
The girl was speechless and could only sob weakly, but tears accumulated in her eyes again, and the corners of her eyes became even redder.
The brain, which had originally regained clarity, fell into chaos again due to the actions of the person who came.
It was unknown how long had passed, so long that Nan Qiao seemed to be unable to feel the passage of time. She felt as if many days had passed. She seemed to hear a sigh from the person behind her. He finally let go of the girl in his arms and casually untied her immobilization talisman.
Without the restraint of the immobilization talisman, the girl was finally able to move. However, she had been immobilized for too long, and the talisman suddenly released her. She fell to the ground somewhat powerlessly, and was then swept into the arms of the person behind her.
She did not insist on breaking free from the arms of the person behind her. Without the restraint of the immobilization talisman, she just tightly grabbed the sleeve of the person on her body, twisted her neck with difficulty, and tried hard to see clearly the person who was bullying her behind her.
She finally turned her head, but before she could see the person behind her clearly, she suddenly felt dizzy.
She shook her head frantically, trying to resist the inexplicable dizziness and to see the person in front of her clearly. However, no matter how she shook, it didn't work and she still fell into a deep sleep.
The fair and delicate hands were still tightly grasping the sleeves of the person who came, but the owner of these jade hands had completely fainted in the arms of the owner of the sleeves. The black hair hanging around her waist was scattered and fell on the chest of the person who came, which seemed extremely ambiguous.
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Ever since the gray-robed monk was stabbed in the dantian by a sword, the image of the girl inexplicably disappeared from the Qingyao mirror in the square, causing the entire square to fall into unrest.
The disciples of various sects surrounding the square immediately turned their heads and looked anxiously at the powerful people in the cultivation world sitting on the high platform, hoping that they could take action to deal with the situation. They were very eager to know the situation of the girl.
Who killed the gray monk?
Did the girl succeed in her sneak attack, or was she rescued by a passing monk?
How is the girl doing now? Is she safe?
Rong Yin, who was sitting in the first seat, saw that the Qingyao Mirror had become completely dark and he could no longer see the girl's figure. His expression changed slightly.
Because not only was the image in the Qingyao Mirror gone, but even the girl who had always been within his spiritual awareness range was nowhere to be seen.
Someone concealed the girl's breath in the secret realm!
Upon realizing this conclusion, Rong Yin's expression turned even worse.
He stood up and flew to the entrance of the secret realm, continuing to concentrate his consciousness to explore the secret realm. However, no matter how hard he explored, the girl's figure still did not appear in his consciousness, and the girl's position was already covered by a mist.
Feeling a hint of black aura coming from the secret realm, his sword-like eyebrows slightly frowned, and his eyes were as dark as ink, looking at the entrance of the secret realm with ambiguous expressions.
Yan Ning also cloned himself to Rong Yin's side and extended his spiritual awareness. After a moment, he also frowned: "Is this, demonic energy?"
Rong Yin didn't say anything, almost agreeing with his guess.
A complicated look flashed across Yan Ning's eyes. The appearance of demonic energy in the Sword Sect's trial field was no small matter.
Ever since a great war broke out between cultivators and demons a thousand years ago, and the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm was finally sealed, the demons' behavior has gradually become low-key. The demons disappeared from the world of cultivation for a long time, and the world of cultivation also ushered in a long period of peace.
However, in recent years, the world of immortal cultivation has frequently discovered traces of the demons, which seems to indicate something unusual.
Now, there are even demons who brazenly appear in the sect of Rong Yin Xianzun, the number one figure in the world of immortal cultivation. Perhaps there have been changes among the demons that they are unaware of.
Could it be that a new Demon Lord has been born among the demons? Yan Ning speculated in his heart.
It seems that the world of cultivation that has been stable for a thousand years is about to be in turmoil again. Feeling the arrogant demonic energy overflowing from the secret realm, he thought casually.
He didn't take this matter to heart. After all, there were tall people to hold up the sky if it fell.
The one who should be most worried is probably his good friend, who is the number one person in the world of cultivation. If the demons make a comeback, he might be in trouble.
Yan Ning noticed his friend's slightly furrowed brows and turned away as if he saw nothing. Just kidding, he didn't want to be drafted.
His spiritual sense continued to extend, scanning the area where the girl had originally stayed several times, but he found that the area was foggy, as if it was covered by something.
His expression finally changed, and unknown emotions surged in his eyes.
He withdrew his spiritual sense and fixed his gaze on Rong Yin, who also had a grim expression on his face. He knew that his friend had also failed to find out the girl's location.
"Let's go into the secret realm and take a look." After a long time, Rong Yin, who exuded a cold breath, spoke. After saying this, he did not wait for his friend's reaction, and directly tore open the secret realm and went in.
Yan Ning watched him do a series of neat and efficient tasks with a look of astonishment in his eyes. Then he smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Rong Yin, Rong Yin, I thought you were really unmoved."
After sighing, he thought of the girl who could easily make everyone drunk. With a smile on his face, he tore open the entrance to the secret realm and flew in.
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