Chapter 264 Violating the Heavenly Laws
Jiang Xianwan was still asleep when Hua Buxiu pulled her out of the warm bed.
She nodded her head, her sleepy eyes still half-closed, and first saw the beautiful woman with a faint expression.
Looking at Lin Qingran, who was surrounded by several disciples not far away, his bewildered expression grew even more bewildered.
no.
Is the sun already this high?
Is it noon?
How did she get back?
When did she get back?
Why is Lin Qingran smiling so happily?
What wonderful news has happened?
She became the World Emperor?
Still lifelessness... huh?
It seems she has healed those disciples...
Awesome.
Jiang Xianwan, lying on Hua Buxiu's lap, slowly fluttered her eyelashes, her mind still somewhat hazy from the hangover, floating and sinking.
She remembered that she was still fighting with the beautiful woman for wine... how did it get to dawn?
Jiang Xianwan, still half asleep, looked up from under a piece of cloth and tried to see Yun Weize.
The clouds were the color of spring flowers at dawn, and the wide sleeves of the robe fell naturally, like silent wings, motionless, with the hands hidden in the sleeves, only a few slender fingers showing.
Those fingers...tightened and loosened repeatedly?
Her eyes were half-closed, and her brows were sometimes relaxed and sometimes tense.
His expression was one of deep inner turmoil, as if he were about to break down.
Beside him stood the Northern Emperor, dressed in snow and with silver hair, his figure resembling a crane, like the moon shining through the snow.
Without bias, I glanced at her, then at Yun Weize, and then at Hua Buxiu.
The conversation went on and on, hesitant to speak, his crystal-clear eyes brimming with curiosity.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She understood; Di Yin was curious about how she had managed to severely injure her two brothers in one fell swoop…
Believe it or not, when Yun Weize woke up, his Dao Heart was failing again.
Why is Hua Buxiu's face both red and green, and occasionally he seems to be gritting his teeth?
Jiang Xianwan's brain, which hadn't even started working yet, crashed again.
She slowly shrank her neck, pressed her cheek against the beautiful woman's leg, and lowered her head to look at her neatly dressed clothes.
How did she put her clothes on?
When did you put it on?
Who put it on you?
How did she fall asleep?
What happened last night?
Yun Weize found her?
The two brothers got into a fight over her?
Is she really that charming?
How did I manage to inflict such heavy damage on them?
What are these three plotting?
Also, why does she feel like the flower beauty's aura is fully unleashed, and her legs are taut like strings?
Jiang Xianwan secretly picked at her fingers, her mind filled with big question marks.
Yun Weize bit his lip, his thin lips turning slightly white, his blank and resentful eyes fixed on the fluffy head beneath the blue sleeve, without even blinking.
He really wanted to know.
What does it mean?
"Master, my butt hurts so much."
"I want the clouds to embrace me."
Yun Weize: "..."
He could understand the previous sentence.
The next sentence, to be honest, is something he doesn't quite understand.
Just thinking about it makes me want to shatter.
No matter how magnanimous he is, even if the person in front of him is his brother, he still has selfish desires in his heart, and he is happy that Jiang Xianwan stretches out her arms, wanting him to hug her.
Can……
Could it be that he... didn't hurt her?
Who is it that can't hold onto him, throws a tantrum, and keeps trying to let go?
She didn't really compare them carefully last night...
Seriously, is it really that hasty?
Yun Weize let out a long breath and pinched his temple hard, looking somewhat tired as if he had been thinking about it all night without finding a solution.
Seriously, it was already dawn, the sun was high in the sky, and he still hadn't fallen asleep.
Those two sentences repeatedly dragged him out... and whipped his corpse.
He was whipped until his body was covered in wounds, and he just wanted to lie dead.
Hua Buxiu's gaze shifted slightly, sweeping over the way his wayward disciple was still lost in thought beneath his sleeves, his mind instantly pulled back to last night.
The wicked disciple kicked his legs and crookedly climbed onto him, his hands, as smooth as the finest rouge, clinging to his shoulders and neck.
Her eyes, veiled with mist, strained to see him for a moment, her voice a drunken, charming naiveté.
A single word popped out vaguely.
"I……"
His thoughts abruptly ceased, and sparks seemed to fly wildly in his eyes. He even forgot that Yun Weize was there, and his hands firmly gripped the wicked disciple's slender waist.
Listen intently, holding your breath...
Hua Buxiu's eyelashes suddenly trembled a few times, and she closed her eyes weakly for a moment.
Thinking of his wayward disciple's sore buttocks, he changed the subject, describing it as if he were pressing him against a blade that could cut through iron like mud, rubbing him repeatedly and forcefully.
But his good younger brother, caught off guard, became competitive and, with a pale face, cupped his wicked disciple's face.
It was on the verge of collapse.
Her breath was faint and weak.
"What do you mean by 'it hurts when it's poking me'..."
"What is the pain of being poked..."
"Wanwan...Wanwan...Say something!"
It seems she's itching to drag him out and make her wicked disciple compare them properly on the spot.
Hua Buxiu: "..."
Look, this is the wicked disciple he took in.
Ruthless in methods and skillful in tactics.
He was incredibly cunning, able to manipulate men like fools with ease and laughter.
Under the watchful eyes of two men filled with resentment, Jiang Xianwan was still examining her clothes when Di Yin's fingers quietly reached out and plucked a strand of hair from her lips.
She lifted her eyelashes and met a pair of soft, smiling, glassy eyes.
I understand.
Oh, the clothes that Di Yin dressed her in.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Um?
Who dressed her?
Jiang Xianwan opened his mouth, and a burst of enthusiastic applause suddenly rang out.
He suddenly turned his head, his eyes darting to the right in a daze, and discovered that there was a large group of people standing on the grass!
A quick glance revealed Shi Yunxiao, Qin Qin, Pei Chang'an, He Weiyu, Xiu Yan, and their senior brother...
Their eyes were filled with an indescribable excitement.
There were also the six high-ranking members of the sect, all raising their hands and staring intently at her.
Even Lin Qingran was... smiling at her?
Jiang Xianwan slowly rubbed her eyes, preparing to take another good look at the world.
Before she could finish rubbing her eyes, Hua Buxiu grabbed her by the neck and ripped it off her leg with a spirit stone with projection capabilities that was hanging around her neck.
In front of the Six Sects, he was thrown into the Void Ancient Realm.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
The unexpected move made her blurry eyes open wide in an instant, allowing her to see the whole world clearly!
Xiu Yan clasped his hands together in front of her, and at the top of his lungs, he roared in grief, "Junior Sister Jiang, may you rest in peace!"
"Let's still be inseparable in our next life!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Did she break some heavenly law by not seeing her for one night?
All she did was take a bath with two men and Di Yin dressed her up. Was it really necessary to drag her to the Six Sects and kill her?
That's going too far!
Jiang Xianwan, looking utterly shocked, traced a beautiful arc in the air with her body.
Xiu Yan, who was sending her on her way, was immediately struck by elbows from He Weiyu, Su Qingliu, Bai Ziye, and Lin Yujin.
He Weiyu: "If you can't speak, then shut your mouth!"
She hadn't seen enough yet; how could Junior Sister Jiang die!
Just now, did the Northern Emperor touch Jiang Shimei's lips with his fingertip?
Hehe, Junior Sister Jiang is still clinging to the leg of Sword Master Fengyi, while being stared at intently by their Emperor.
It was truly enjoyable to watch.
Shi Yunxiao was very unhappy. After thinking for a moment, he took two steps over and elbowed Xiu Yan, who had gotten up, sending him sprawling to the ground.
May you rest in peace!
"Go to hell!"
Even if Jiang Xianwan is a scoundrel, she's still his junior sister, okay?
Haven't you heard of the saying "a scourge lives on for a thousand years"?
Why doesn't he just leave peacefully?
Xiu Yan: "..." He was just saying it casually, so what?
Liu Zong: "..." I'm exhausted. This is how the future of Liu Zong is.
Only Jiang Xianwan felt that Xiu Yan's beating seemed like a bit unfair.
because!
She may indeed be about to be reborn!
In the instant his eyes cleared, Jiang Xianwan's shocked face turned green!
She looked down at the swarm of strange beasts below, each with its head tilted back, welcoming her return with starry eyes.
A jolt went through me, and my pulse returned instantly!
"Holy crap—!"
Jiang Xianwan blurted out "Holy shit!" and let out a miserable scream. He quickly twisted his body in the air with great difficulty, and his feet bounced up and down several times.
Like lightning, with a whoosh, a gust of wind swept out of the encirclement of strange beasts.
She might have actually broken a taboo last night!
Yun Weize must have discovered her long ago.
This hidden chatterbox is just too much!
He deliberately gave her a strong-tasting liquor to get her drunk.
Jiang Xianwan didn't have time to think about what happened next before she severely injured two men.
After being licked on the butt by two strange beasts, it let out another howl and sped up!
Looking at the dark, overwhelming tide of beasts, a cloud of dust billowed into the sky.
And then there was that series of excited shouts of "Ahhhhhh!"
Liu Zong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, cracking sunflower seeds, couldn't help but clap his hands repeatedly.
It has to be her!
"They run really fast!"
"See? When you're on the run, remember to learn from Jiang Xianwan!"
"receive!"
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