Chapter 328 A Good Master
Hua Buxiu parted his lips slightly, his eyes filled with a passionate yet chaotic light, but Jiang Xianwan seemed to have no mood to answer his questions.
He glanced at the barrier, picked up Hua Buxiu like a rag, and locked him to his old bed in the thatched hut with eight spirit-locking chains.
The chains rattled as she was secured to the couch in such a humiliating and wanton manner. A rare blush appeared at the corner of Hua Buxiu's eyes, and a burning sensation surged across her cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears.
He rebuked them sternly.
"presumptuous!"
"presumptuous?"
Jiang Xianwan raised an eyebrow and slowly repeated the two words, as if he had heard something ridiculous.
She's done everything, even the most outrageous things!
Suddenly, she leaned down and pressed down, her fingertips defiantly pinching his chin, forcing him to lift his face.
“Beautiful Flower.” Her voice was extremely low, tinged with a dangerous mockery, “Your mouth, I remember… it was definitely soft.”
She could no longer distinguish what she was saying or doing.
Extreme fatigue overwhelmed reason like a tidal wave, leaving only a pot of mushy, overcooked porridge in my mind.
But when his gaze fell once again on Hua Buxiu's face, a face so familiar yet so unfamiliar.
All the forced composure crumbled suddenly.
Without warning, the embankment collapsed, and with a tremor of the eyelashes, the moisture that quickly seeped out could no longer be contained.
Hua Buxiu was suddenly taken aback.
He was met with a pair of misty eyes, and his chest felt as if it were being pricked by fine needles, a dull pain that made him feel suffocated.
Subconsciously, he stopped all struggle and stopped moving.
The girl squeezed his wrist hard and then lay down on the edge of the bed.
It seemed like she was exhausted, aggrieved, or had finally found a safe harbor.
Completely unprepared, in the blink of an eye, his breathing became even and long.
A warm sensation wafted through the skin of our wrists, which were pressed together.
She gripped him tightly with all her might, her fingers clenched around him as if she were afraid he would run away and disappear if she let go.
Hua Buxiu's breathing was low and rapid, his brows furrowed in pain, yet his limbs and bones were gradually tense from the unfamiliar warmth, and he even felt an uncontrollable throbbing.
These feelings were completely unfamiliar, disturbing his peace of mind and leaving him at a loss.
All he knew was that he, the Phoenix Sword Master, had never been so unrestrained, having the experience of being in close physical contact with someone, sharing a room, or even sharing a bed—such a private place.
He couldn't help but struggle.
With his cultivation level, destroying the eight spirit-locking chains would only be a matter of time.
Just as he was about to circulate his spiritual power, the slender white fingers on his wrist unconsciously tightened slightly.
He couldn't help but look at those still damp eyelashes, and the spiritual energy he had just gathered in his body involuntarily dissipated.
Lost in thought, my peripheral vision inadvertently swept over a certain spot, and my pupils suddenly contracted and began to tremble violently!
Sunlight streamed in through the window lattice, shattering into countless golden dust particles that fell upon the thin, soft blue robe, subtly reflecting several delicate streaks of light.
And right there, where the light shimmered...
Hua Buxiu suddenly held his breath, his fingertips trembling slightly as he drew out a wisp of spiritual energy and gently hooked it forward.
Three exquisitely crafted bells of different colors... suddenly caught his eye!
One of them, with its blazing flames, resembled a condensed fire.
It was clearly formed from his spiritual power!
Even the lock rings used to tie the bells clearly bear the marks of his own craftsmanship!
And the other two...
One is as cool and clear as moonlight, the other as deep and profound as the eternal night.
If it wasn't the work of Yun Weize and Di Yin, then who else could it be?!
Three bells fell silently, as if in a bright, blaring announcement:
They are all...her people!
The faint, clear bell sound that lingered during the fight... was not an illusion.
A series of turbulent waves surged within Hua Buxiu's heart, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and he could hardly control himself.
How did she get his bell?
When did he ever know her, see her, or even personally condense this lock ring and the fire bell for her?
Jiang Xianwan...
Who exactly is she?
What exactly is the place by Daming Lake?
When...when did he...have any physical intimacy with her?
He hadn't done any of these things for Lin Qingran, let alone even glanced at her!
Even that small courtyard was left in a fog, left to Lin Qingran to decide on his own. From then on, he no longer wanted to stay on the broken mountain.
Could it be that he really knew her?
Did you really...sleep with her?
Hua Buxiu stared intently at the girl's sleeping face, frantically searching his memory for any subtle abnormality.
With his cultivation level, he would never forget even the most ordinary trivial matters.
The memory was clear, complete, and seamless; there was absolutely no trace of it related to the girl.
Where did that fiery bell on her ankle, which he had personally crafted, come from?!
"Master..."
A soft murmur, as ethereal as the wind, seemed to pierce through a time tunnel, traversing countless years, and gently landed in my ear.
The girl was fast asleep, half her face bathed in the blinding sunlight, her expression one of complete relaxation, having let down all guard and defenses.
Perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable, she unconsciously rubbed her cheek against his palm like a cat.
Long eyelashes brushed against her skin, leaving a warm and moist sensation. Hua Buxiu's heart skipped a beat, then inexplicably began to pound wildly.
Master...
She called him Master.
Although he couldn't bring himself to say a word to Lin Qingran, he subconsciously forbade her from calling him Master!
They had absolutely no master-disciple relationship whatsoever!
Yet, this address of "Master" seems... to be how it should be.
Jiang Xianwan did not sleep for long; the shaking of the barrier startled her awake.
She groggily opened her eyes and met Hua Buxiu's complex and unfamiliar gaze. For a moment, she was dazed and didn't know what day it was. She subconsciously tilted her head and gave him a faint but soft smile.
Her voice still carried a sweet, sleepy quality:
"Master..."
Hua Buxiu: "..."
The complex scrutiny in his eyes quickly brought Jiang Xianwan to her senses.
The smile on his lips gradually faded until it disappeared completely.
The bright sunshine around her seemed to dim as her mood soured.
This is not her master.
This is Lin Qingran's master.
Her master is in another world.
It's different from the flower that's blooming in front of me.
Jiang Xianwan understood the situation perfectly well, but ultimately couldn't resist the bitterness and grievances welling up inside her.
The one in front of me is also Hua Buxiu!
Her sudden coldness left Hua Buxiu's mind in turmoil. His jawline tightened slightly, and he coldly squeezed out a few words from his throat.
"Who are you?!"
Jiang Xianwan lightly lifted her fingertip and flicked the small bell, which was as bright as flowing fire, with just the right amount of pressure.
A clear "ding" sound rang out, and she lowered her eyes and chuckled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
"who I am……"
"Is this bell familiar to Sword Master Fengyi?"
She suddenly looked up and stared directly at him, her gaze sharp as needles, speaking each word slowly and deliberately:
"who I am."
"You tell me, who should I be?"
The last syllable was drawn out gently, with a hint of mockery mixed in.
"Good...Master?"
Hua Buxiu: "...!"
Jiang Xianwan had no time to appreciate his stunned expression, as if struck by lightning. She turned around deftly, pushed open the door, and tore a gap in the barrier with a wave of her hand.
She leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, looking languid, as if she had already anticipated this scene.
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