Chapter 419 Picking a Young Immortal to Be Your Fiancé (15)

At dusk, the last bit of light fell, and the night sky rose, with sparse stars.

Crying sounds came from far away on the street, slowly replacing the noisy shouts of the vendors.

Inside the room, the young man was lying on the bed, his neat clothes were rubbed into a mess, his collarbone was open, his Adam's apple rolled on his slender neck, the lines of his clavicle were exquisite and perfect, and below was a strong and powerful chest, and then there was a faint mermaid line.

His breathing was unstable and his breath was heavy. He seemed to be suffering from torture that ordinary people could not bear. According to his ability, he should be able to resist, but at this time, his beautiful eyes were swimming with a hazy light, and he was staring at the girl who was doing whatever he wanted on him.

Bai Yao liked to see Wen Xing showing an expression of shamelessness but extreme comfort in front of her. Whenever she saw him like this, she would be particularly excited.

But now the sound coming from outside made her wanton hands stop. She looked towards the window curiously, "What's going on outside?"

Wen Xing grabbed her hand in his clothes and rubbed it gently with her, "Someone is holding a funeral."

"Holding a funeral at this time?" She deliberately teased him hard.

Wen Xing's breath was in a mess, his neck slightly raised, his jawline tensed, and he explained with difficulty: "The people in this place... all hold funerals at night."

This is a phenomenon he discovered in the past few days since he came here.

The Worry-Free City is bustling during the day, but at night, the sound of mourning can be heard from all directions, and almost every household will hang white lanterns. The scene in the city seems to have been turned upside down in an instant, and it is full of weirdness.

Bai Yao bent down and kissed the corner of his lips, "So what news have you found out during this time?" "

The spiritual energy in Wuyou City is extremely strong, but here, not a single blade of grass grows. It's like a dead place." Under her teasing, Wen Xing took a deep breath to ease his overly extreme feelings, and continued: "It seems that people die here every day, but those people die in strange circumstances. They... they all turned into corpses."

Bai Yao bit his lips lightly, "Are they only ordinary people who died?"

"There are ordinary people... there are also, there are cultivators... Yaoyao!"

It turned out that Bai Yao suddenly exerted a thousand-jin strength, and he was forced by this powerful force to tense his body and stiffen to the point where it was difficult to resolve.

Then his voice quickened, "Yao... Yao... Yao... Yao Yao Yao Yao Yao Yao——"

The mist in the room reached its peak, and the hazy fog seemed to condense into a spring rain at any time. Suddenly, the blue aura bursting out from his body hit every corner of the room like fireworks, and merged with the air, causing the swirling mist to condense into water droplets in the air.

When a "rain" is about to fall, the heat surges out, turning the mist into mist vapor.

After a while, his body slowly relaxed, and the pupils in his black eyes gradually enlarged. The light in them seemed to float on spring water, brilliant and splendid, just like his completely forced satisfaction now.

Wen Xing stared at the girl lying on him in a daze. When he regained some consciousness, he subconsciously reached out his hands to hold her face, raised his head to kiss her, and held her lips again and again, and then greedily asked for more rewards.

After a while, he took out his handkerchief belatedly and wiped her hands carefully, wiping every fingertip clean, without missing any corner.

Bai Yao asked him in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." His eyes were misty and his gaze was blurred with a faint light. His face was as white as jade and his fragile expression seemed to have been ruined.

Bai Yao touched his head, "Didn't I tell you? If you feel uncomfortable, you can use this method yourself."

"I can't do it..." Wen Xing's eyes were slightly flushed, as if the mist inside would turn into embarrassing golden beans and fall out at any time. He said with difficulty: "Only Yaoyao can help me... do it."

The moment Bai Yao stepped into the Worry-Free City, he felt that this city was particularly different. It was located in the Great Desert. According to common sense, it should be lacking in spiritual power. However, this Worry-Free City was filled with vigorous spiritual energy.

For cultivators, this must be a good place to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and practice.

But Wen Xing has a special physique. In this environment, he will find it more difficult to suppress his physical problems. Usually, the ruby ​​that Bai Yao gave him can help him suppress it, but in this environment full of spiritual energy, the ruby ​​she gave him is not very effective.

So Bai Yao can only go to the battlefield to help him relieve his body.

She has forgotten when she helped him for the first time. She only remembers that this method is very effective in releasing his power. In addition, Bai Yao herself is also very "helpful", so when she realizes that his body has too much power stored, she will use this method.

But they couldn't be together all the time, so Bai Yao taught him how to do it step by step, so that he could learn to be self-reliant. However, Wen Xing developed a kind of "can't do without her" dependence. Bai Yao guessed that it might be because she and he had opposite spiritual powers, which could help him offset the excessive spiritual power in his body.

Wen Xing still needed time to slow down. Bai Yao lay on him, listening to his strong heartbeat, and hooked a strand of his long hair with her fingers, playing with it from time to time.

When she heard his heartbeat gradually become calm, he embraced her body with his hands and whispered: "The mayor of Wuyou City sent me an invitation to visit his mansion tomorrow."

"Someone died in his mansion?"

Wen Xing nodded, "The mayor's mansion was the first place where people died."

Bai Yao said: "Don't think of asking me to stay in the inn and wait for you. I want to go with you."

She hated the feeling of standing there waiting. If she stayed in the inn, she would definitely have wild thoughts like before, fearing that he would meet with an accident.

Wen Xing couldn't say to let her stay in the inn and wait. Bai Yao has always been a very opinionated person. It can be seen from the fact that her father asked her to meet Wen Xing less, but she pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed.

"Yaoyao." Wen Xing thought of a very important question, "Did you not tell Sect Master Bai when you came to see me this time?"

Bai Yao said, "I left a letter for my parents, so I guess that's what I told you."

Wen Xing was silent.

He had already anticipated how difficult it would be for Sect Master Bai to make him feel if he went to Yuheng Sect to propose marriage.

The desert was cold at night, and the advantage of Bai Yao's fire spirit root came into play. Her body was very warm, and she had no problem warming up her fiancé who was hugging her. During the day, the sun was shining brightly in the desert, and the temperature was much higher than that in the Central Plains.

At this time, Bai Yao liked to stick close to Wen Xing, because he felt particularly cool, and it was particularly comfortable to lean against him.