Chapter 5: Yearning for him, squirming with excitement in a twisted posture
Although he had challenged Pu Yuemin to a fight, Li Changming was not so shameless. Knowing that Pu Yuemin had just arrived in the country a few days ago, he did not plan to use his own natal sword, but only used the ornamental dagger he usually played with to fight him.
"Brother, swords have no eyes, so be careful."
The dagger in Li Changming's hand was covered with spiritual power, and as soon as he finished speaking, he attacked the young man not far away.
Pu Yuemin did not meet the attack with the snake sword or his dagger, but dodged it, and her long black hair intertwined with the blood-red long hairband in the air to form an arc.
He didn't use his spiritual power.
Ming Yueyi was sitting in the audience, his eyes fixed on the young man. He noticed that although he didn't use any spiritual power, his movements were very beautiful.
The wind lifted his wide snow-white sleeves, revealing the faint bulging veins on his wrists. Unlike his rather gloomy and beautiful appearance, he exuded amazing explosive power when he turned his wrists.
However, no matter how good his talent is, he has only just arrived in the country.
It was no surprise that he was defeated by his second senior brother who was about to break through to the third level.
The young man had a bloody mark drawn on his neck by the ornately inlaid dagger. He suddenly stood still, but for no reason he drooped his eyelids slightly, looking down as if he wanted to see where he was hurt, ignoring the dagger opposite him that was about to pierce his neck.
Li Changming saw that he suddenly stopped fighting and almost couldn't control his strength. He hooked his wrist and put the handle of the dagger directly against his neck.
The trace of confusion in Pu Yue's heart gradually disappeared. He raised his long, thin eyelids, which were slightly red. He took a step back with a very good temper and said in a gentle voice, "Senior Brother won."
"Junior brother, thank you for letting me."
The winner on the stage is decided, and the barrier disappears.
Li Changming put away the dagger, jumped off the stage and walked towards Mingyueyi with high spirits.
"Junior sister, let's go and collect the spirit stones."
Mingyueyi followed him, and looked back as if she sensed something.
The loser does not look dejected, as he is surrounded by people who comfort him. Those people give him their most precious treasures in an attempt to make him smile.
His figure standing on the stage was shrouded in the bright spring light, and he stared at her with a vague expression.
Mingyueyi had the illusion of a chill on the back of his neck, as if something cold had touched him.
When she turned around, she saw her senior brother poking her neck with his long sword.
Li Changming said, "Junior sister, quickly take out your storage bag, mine is already full."
This battle made the storage bags of both of them bulge with money, and it seemed like they were in cahoots to cheat people out of spirit stones.
Li Changming had never won so many spirit stones before, and he felt guilty about giving her half of it. He said, "Give this to my junior brother. After all, I was the one who bullied him."
Mingyueyi didn't care, and she didn't take out half of it from her storage bag.
Li Changming got the spirit stone and turned around to look back. He found that the young man had left and the crowd surrounding him had also dispersed.
"Junior sister, I won't be going back with you in a while. I'll give the spirit stone to my junior brother first."
"Yeah." Mingyueyi nodded.
Li Changming summoned the cranes to fly towards Fenjing Peak.
Mingyueyize walked along the Prajna Terrace towards the Cliff of Regret.
Going up to the Cliff of Regret is very close to the Prajna Terrace. The surrounding area is so desolate that even in spring, the trees are so dry that there is not a single green leaf to be seen. Even the cranes are unwilling to come over, so you can only walk.
The steps were tall, and the young man was walking up step by step, followed by the alchemy sister who had just spoken to Mingyueyi.
"Junior Brother Pu, although you lost this competition, you are extremely talented. Few people can achieve this level of talent in just over a month and even cultivate their own magical weapon." Junior Sister Dan Xiu followed behind him, her pretty face full of infatuation with him.
Facing her gaze, Pu Yuemin seemed to have been accustomed to it. He walked up slowly without saying a word in response.
The female alchemist was still sad about what had just happened, and then she comforted him.
"I believe that it won't be long before Brother Pu will break through the realm and even surpass Brother He from Fenjing Peak."
After hearing some words, the silent Pu Yuemin suddenly stopped and turned sideways, his thin lips moving coldly, "Have you said enough?"
He looked down at the female cultivator beside him who was chattering like a fly, his dark pupils deep and gloomy.
The female alchemist was caught off guard when she saw his beautiful face. She was unable to utter the words on her lips and stared at him blankly with her eyes.
Although the young man seemed indifferent to her, he drove away all the fellow disciples who were around him and wanted to please him, leaving her alone. Whenever the female alchemist thought of her, her heart in her chest would beat wildly as if it were out of control.
After a long while, the female alchemist regained her composure from her shock and lowered her head in shame: "Junior Brother Pu, could you please move a little closer? I still have a lot to say to you."
Pu Yuemin stared at her without moving.
The female Dan cultivator showed no regrets, still fascinated by him: "Brother Pu, can you become my Taoist partner? From the first moment I saw you, I've been attracted to you... uh, uh!"
Before the female alchemist could finish her words, her feet were suddenly wrapped by a dark red shadow. It seemed as if there were countless wriggling little snakes under the shadow, slowly crawling all over her body.
It wrapped around her neck and spun her head, and soon her whole head turned in a strange arc.
However, even after all this, she was still alive and continued to express her love.
"Brother Pu, I will be the person who loves you the most in the world. I can help you cultivate the way of the sword. I can do anything for you. Even if you want to kill me in the future, I will be willing to do so."
The female alchemist spoke obsessively, her snow-white teeth began to rot and emit a fishy smell that only came from the swamp. Black horns gradually emerged from her smooth forehead, and the bones on her back began to bulge, piercing the human skin and stretching out a pair of black butterfly wings.
Pu Yuemin sat on the clean bluestone from beginning to end, supporting his chin with one hand, with a hint of boredom and laziness between his brows. His pupils were fixed on the female alchemist who was gradually turning into a swamp butterfly monster, but he was thinking about what had just happened on the Prajna platform.
Senior sister and second brother have a really good relationship.
She was not like those monks who became obsessed with him the moment they saw him and wanted to get him, nor did she want to bet on him to win.
Why?
Why didn't she look at him?
The obsessive voice of the banshee turned real in his ears. Pu Yuemin slowly raised his dark eyeballs, and his empty gaze fell on the banshee with a disgusting face.
It’s because of what this swamp butterfly demon said to my senior sister just now, that’s why my senior sister is like this.
He was like a child born with evil nature, blaming others for everything. His black eyeballs shrank due to his emotions, and finally a scarlet line stood up strangely on the white of his eye, and white scales emerged faintly under his eyelids.
The black hair that was slanting around her grew longer and longer, gradually turning into countless thin snakes with sharp fangs, which directly dragged the banshee who was madly complaining to her in front of her.
He stretched his neck in front of the demon girl like a snake and asked her, "What did you say to Senior Sister?"
The banshee raised her eyes and saw the beautiful yet strange face in front of her. The obsession in her eyes became even stronger. The fishy swamp mud in her mouth surged excitedly, making a gurgling sound, telling him what had just happened.
But Pu Yuemin couldn't understand what she said, and was so disgusted by the stench from her mouth that he turned expressionless and simply twisted her head with his hair.
The beheaded witch's mouth was still opening and closing, and she could be vaguely heard murmuring: "Brother Pu, I miss you. Kill me quickly, I want to die in your hair..."
This is a treatment that no one else has, only she has it.
But Pu Yuemin would not fulfill her last wish. He raised his slender fingers and tapped in the direction of the banshee. Snakes crawling on the tree full of dead branches fell from it and landed next to the banshee's head.
One snake after another crawled into her constantly opening and closing mouth until her mouth was broken and her rotten brain suddenly spurted out white liquid.
A few drops of smelly white liquid splashed onto the bluestone where he was sitting.
He lowered his eyes dejectedly, obviously unhappy because of the disgusting misunderstanding, but it was only for a moment.
Not knowing what happened, his whole body suddenly trembled and he fell weakly on the bluestone, his cheeks flushed as he buried his head in his arms and gasped for breath. His long hair, which had returned to its original shape, stuck to his body in a messy manner as he moved.
"Uh-huh... Senior Sister, Senior Sister... Senior Sister..."
Countless panting and groaning sounds were like those of some animal in heat. His whole body was trembling and he was wriggling excitedly on the bluestone in a twisted posture. A terrifying arc gradually rose under the hem of his robe, slowly revealing a snow-white snake tail sweeping across the bluestone.
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