Chapter 164
After being threatened by the other party, Nan Yan obviously woke up. She looked up and glared at him, very dissatisfied, "You hit me? You hit me again, I was sleeping well, did I provoke you? Do you dare to say that you are not waiting for an opportunity to retaliate? It's fine that you like me, but now you hit me when you see that I don't obey?"
She reached out and rubbed her aching head, which hurt even more. "I never thought you could be so cruel and brutal that you would even hit a delicate woman like me?"
Jing Wuyan listened to her nonsense. She looked like she had just woken up, with a red mark on her right cheek. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked obviously furious.
Really...
He doesn't have much ability, but he is quite courageous.
Jing Wuyan suddenly lowered his head, and the thin black robe outlined the straight and broad lines of his shoulders as he moved.
He raised his hand, and the slender finger reached out again, then pinched the chubby face of the female nun who had just woken up, pulling the soft flesh and squeezing it harder, then narrowed his eyes, with a murderous look, "So what?"
"Not only will I beat a delicate female cultivator like you, but if you irritate me, I will cut you into pieces, peel off your skin, and then throw you into a wine jar to soak for three days and three nights."
"Now that my soul power has stabilized, you little girl, shouldn't we settle the accounts of the things you fooled me with before, huh?"
He sneered after he finished speaking, his eyes were dark, and the corners of his thin, deep red mouth were stretched into a long grin, which was chilly and contained a hint of murderous intent. When his fair face lowered, it was as if a shadow was cast on it, and he looked like someone who was not easy to provoke.
There is no other way. He is not strong enough. At the critical moment, he can only pretend to be obedient and behave himself. Nan Yan is flexible and can be a good man again after being naughty.
She subconsciously reached out and held that noble hand, but the bastard's force was so strong that her face almost went numb.
She gritted her teeth, then stretched out her other face and said to him with a sincere and aggrieved tone, "Boss, can you switch sides? You are a magnanimous person, and you don't care about the mistakes of a small person. Why do you have to argue with a small fish like me?"
Jing Wuyan looked at her and actually changed his side.
Nan Yan continued, lying with her eyes open, "Your temperament is incomparable, your appearance is so stunning, and your heart must be compassionate and amiable. Anyway, you are very good, incomparably good, so don't bother about my unintentional behavior the past two days, okay, boss?"
Nan Yan was trying hard to flatter someone. She thought to herself, this guy seemed to be in a good mood. He even came to scare people with her so early in the morning. If he really did what he said and cut her into pieces and killed her if she annoyed him, it meant that he was not annoyed at the moment.
Why did he say these scary words to her? It was obvious that he was teasing her. If he didn't hurry up and make a deep impression on her with such a good opportunity, when would he do it?
Nan Yan was also very sensible. She immediately took out the walnut house from her arms and presented it to him with both hands. Her eyes were particularly sincere and she said, "Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I was careless and offended you."
"I don't know how noble you are. Please forgive me for the fact that we have lived and died together and slept in the same bed together these days, okay?"
Sure enough, there is no one in this world who doesn't like to hear nice things. Anyway, just praise the person as much as you can. The praise makes him feel happy, and he doesn't care about the previous little things.
So Jing Wuyan mercifully withdrew his hand, and then asked her casually, "Really? So I am so good in the eyes of a female cultivator like you, then how do I compare to your good senior brother?"
He had thought that this man would be in a dilemma.
As a result, the little girl did not hesitate at all. Without even thinking about it, she raised her thumb towards him and said, "It's you, absolutely you. You are the best. How can my senior brother compare to you? You are definitely the best in my heart."
Jing Wuyan looked at her flattering and shameless appearance and snorted coldly. He didn't know why he didn't believe her at all when she said it without hesitation.
Perhaps his hypocritical look was too obvious, Jing Wuyan sneered.
He has already figured out the character of this little girl. Not only is she greedy and afraid of death, but she also has the nature of saying one thing to one person and another thing to another person. She uses sweet words to coax the good brothers in the sect around. I'm afraid this little girl would say the same thing in front of her eldest brother.
Thinking of this, Jing Wuyan felt even more disgusted.
He withdrew his hand, and the soft touch made him wipe it on the hem of his clothes with disgust. Perhaps it was because he had not met such a suitable guy for too long, and suddenly he did not want to let him go so easily. He turned his head, looked calm, and then said lightly.
"I'm not in a good mood right now. You slept on my legs last night, and now my legs seem to be a little numb."
After hearing this, Nan Yan said "Pooh" without hesitation. Who can't understand? They are all cultivators. Once the spiritual energy is smooth and spreads throughout the body, even if the legs and feet are numb, they can still run two laps without stopping.
But this cannot be said to someone's face.
This person is narrow-minded. When it comes to a real fight, no matter whether you are a female cultivator or not, I guess he will have many ways to fight back. At this moment, this person is obviously teasing her.
I don't know what he was thinking, but Jing Wuyan told her tactfully, "You have to find something to make me feel better, otherwise, if I'm unhappy, there will be a lot of trouble."
The meaning was very obvious. It was time for Nan Yan's new little brother to show his abilities. Nan Yan immediately reached out and massaged his legs and shoulders, just like she was serving the emperor.
A pleasant smile appeared on that fair and soft little face, and in her heart she was greeting her master warmly, wishing that sooner or later she would return him intact.
Jing Wuyan's mood was indeed much better after her diligent leg-pounding. He looked down at the naughty girl, who was unwilling but had to restrain her nature and lower her head to compromise and please. The more he looked at her, the more interesting she seemed to him. No wonder she could coax her senior brother into spoiling him so much that he could do whatever he wanted.
This little girl's personality is really likable, and she doesn't have any bad intentions or aggressive nature. It's just that she has no ambition and is too lazy. But it's quite interesting to keep her like this.
Jing Wuyan suddenly remembered that he had raised many monsters and pets in the past, all of which were ferocious and domineering.
He once raised an eighth-order black python and a seventh-order golden eagle. The two monsters were incompatible with each other and fought each other all day long. In the end, they fought to the death and both were injured.
Jing Wuyan's gaze fell on the girl opposite him again, and suddenly there was some inexplicable interest in his eyes.
He has never kept a woman, so it should be quite fun for him to keep such a greedy and likable lackey. He can use him to relieve his boredom when he is in a bad mood.
Jing Wuyan thought about it and his eyes fell on the girl's face again, but the thought only flashed through his mind. He had more important things to do now and was not in the mood for it for the time being.
The master was very happy with the service, and then he kindly told her his name.
If Nan Yan knew that this man was treating her like a lackey and wanted to keep her together with other monsters and pets, she would definitely use the big iron hammer for bracelets in her bag to break his legs first.
You bastard, you have some nice dreams, but you don't even consider whether she will agree to support him, huh.
The inner elixir of the Red Flame Snake King was obtained, and the trip to Baiwu Mountain was completely over. Jing Wuyan raised his hand and put away the Thousand Machines Hut. As for the small walnut, no one knew whether he forgot to take it or was really generous, so he kept it in Nan Yan's arms.
The two of them packed up and prepared to return to the sect, but before leaving, Nan Yan made a special trip to the market at the foot of the mountain and sold all the spirit snake corpses and the Qianqiu vines she had obtained over the past two days, making a huge fortune.
Finally, Nan Yan patted her bulging storage bag and went back very contentedly.
Well, actually, if good things like this happen a few more times, what's the harm?
After returning to the sect, she didn't notice anything unusual. Normally, the senior brothers and sisters in the sect would be away for ten days or half a month when they went out to take on missions. She had only been out for two or three days, which was not a long time.
However, when she entered the courtyard and opened the door, she saw her senior brother sitting on a chair. His whole body was cold and quiet, like the ice and snow on the top of the mountain that never melts all year round.
Such a cold look, especially the sweeping gaze, is almost enough to freeze one to death.
Nan Yan clapped her fingers on the bracelet. Jing Wuyan, who was standing aside, sneered and turned into a stream of light and flashed into the bracelet. The two had already agreed on this at the foot of the mountain.
Nan Yan was not allowed to tell the sect about the Qiankun bracelet, and could not reveal his existence at will. In contrast, Jing Wuyan would not disturb her interactions with her fellow brothers in the sect, nor would he harm anyone in their sect.
The two reached an agreement and compromised with each other. In the end, the black-hearted dog man was very picky and took away half of the spiritual stone that belonged to him. Don't think she didn't know that the dog man just wanted to see her feel pain, but couldn't resist. Sooner or later, the dog thing will make him pay.
When Nan Yan herself first saw the sitting figure of her senior brother, she subconsciously grinned, revealing a happy smile and was about to rush over and throw into the other's arms.
But just as he took a step forward, he suddenly remembered the quarrel between the two of them two days ago, which ended in a bad mood for both parties. His whole mind suddenly stopped as if he had braked.
She raised her eyes, and the joyful expression on her little face instantly faded. Then she turned her head away, snorted angrily, and finally walked to the opposite side of her senior brother, sat down on the stool, and refused to pay any attention to him.
Of course, she acted like this on purpose. After she sat on the stool, she glanced at the cold and indifferent senior brother opposite her and began to remain silent. It was obvious that she was still angry.
Nan Yan glanced at him calmly, then poured herself a cup of warm spiritual tea. While drinking the tea, she fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist. The green color was so bright, like a clear lake, and it looked particularly beautiful against her fair and smooth wrist.
Feng Jixue noticed that she had been absent-minded since she came back, and she no longer rushed towards him like before. Even though he knew that his love and care for her now was due to the effect of being a love pig, he still couldn't control himself at the moment.
He raised his eyes and looked over there, and suddenly asked in a cold voice, "Why don't you come over? Where have you been these two days?"
Feng Jixue stared at her. In fact, ever since the quarrel that day, he had been trying to ignore his own thoughts and not care about the other party's movements, but he found that it was impossible. In the end, even when he was sitting in meditation, his mind was filled with the look of this person leaving angrily that day. She also said that she wanted to find another senior brother.
Feng Jixue became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. In the end, he had no intention of meditating anymore. So he pretended to ask the disciple on duty a few questions casually, but he was told:
That day, the junior sister got angry and went down the mountain alone. No one knew where she went. It has been two or three days, and she has not come back at night.
If it were other disciples of the sect who were out on missions or traveling, Feng Jixue naturally wouldn't care.
But he had raised his little junior sister for such a long time, how could he not know her abilities and courage? With such a timid and cowardly personality, who would just hide everywhere when encountering trouble, how could she dare to sneak down the mountain alone?
Seeing that the other party still had his head down and refused to say a word, a cold look appeared in his eyes, and he even couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.
His tone was obviously heavier. "Didn't you hear what I asked? I was asking you, where have you been these past two days?"
Nan Yan still refused to speak, and refused to answer no matter how he asked. This stubborn attitude was bound to make people irritated and angry.
Feng Jixue's face instantly became uglier, and his expression became colder. He stretched out a hand, directly pulled the person on the chair over, and looked at him.
"Speak!"
"What? Do you already have another good senior brother, so you want to kick me aside? Now you don't even want to look at me straight in the eye, huh?"
When Feng Jixue heard that she had gone down the mountain that day, he ordered several outer disciples to check. However, the news they got was that the junior sister had left the mountain with a male cultivator in black robes.
When Feng Jixue heard the news, his face darkened uncontrollably, and then he waited for her in her room. After waiting for two days, he finally came back.
Nan Yan raised her eyes and finally looked at him, but her eyes were red and her tone was colder. "Yes, it's just like what you said. I went out to spend the night with another good brother. Why can you chat and talk about love with another good sister, but I can't go out to practice with another good brother? You are too much."
She said this deliberately to mislead him. It would be too troublesome to slowly coax such a cold and aloof person. It would be better to just have a quarrel to make a lasting impression.
Feng Jixue was even angrier when she heard this. She was angrier than ever before. She laughed in anger and held her wrist even tighter. "Going out with other male cultivators for the night? How can a female cultivator like you say such shameless things?"
"Who do you think you are? Are you one of those female cultivators from the He Huan Sect? How dare you be so presumptuous? Have I been too lenient with you, allowing you to be so ignorant of the world and how dangerous it is? How dare you talk to me like this?"
Nan Yan couldn't help but glare at him, her tone becoming more and more aggrieved. She clasped his fingers tightly and cried out to him, "I dared, I just don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! Let go, you're pinching me and it hurts. It was obviously you who didn't want me first, what right do you have to control me now? I just want to practice dual cultivation with someone else, and we still want to love each other in the future, what's it to you to control me?"
This was the first time that the naturally aloof senior brother got so angry. Even the servants sweeping outside could sense the aura lingering in the house. The aura was clearly different.
No ordinary person would dare to provoke him like this.
Everyone knows that the eldest senior brother has a cold and bad temper. Even if he doesn't say anything, when he stares at you with those cold eyes, you know that something big is going to happen.
Junior Sister has never been treated like this before.
Feng Jixue held the man down, his eyes cold enough to chill one's body. He sneered and snorted, "Do I have any say in this? I've been in charge for so many years, do you think I can still do this?"
"Double cultivation? You are quite capable, yet you dare to have a double cultivation with another wild man. With your physical condition and cultivation, aren't you afraid of being used as a furnace and picked clean? Aren't you afraid of death?"
But Nan Yan wanted to provoke him, and kicked his calf with red eyes, "What does it have to do with you? I am not afraid of death. I just want to practice dual cultivation with another wild man. What's wrong with that?"
"He's older and more caring, and he's prettier and more capable than you. I want to take his Yin to replenish his Yang. I'd rather die than take his Yin for you. I'll make you die of rage."
Nan Yan looked up at the man, her eyes were red from crying, even her eyelashes were covered with a layer of wet mist, and she stared at him with an unrepentant look.
I have to say, even though he knew that what she said was all spoken in anger, Feng Jixue was still mad at her. He had never been so angry before.
The anger that had not been vented in the past few decades was released all at once today, and I was so angry that I couldn't control my usually calm and rational face.
This outspoken bastard.
She even dares to absorb the yin and replenish the yang for another wild man. With such low level of cultivation, she would be dead if he absorbs her once. How dare she speak so arrogantly and even refuse to let him absorb her yin even if she dies?
Feng Jixue clenched his knuckles, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in an increasingly cold tone, "So, you want to leave me?"
Nan Yan's eyes were filled with tears. Without thinking, she replied stubbornly, "So what? I didn't know there were so many good brothers out there. Each of them is more knowledgeable, gentle and considerate than you, and they are also strong and good at sex. I just want to..."
Before he could finish his words, the stone bench that was originally placed there intact was swept by the spiritual energy, and instantly with a "bang", it broke into pieces. The fragments fell to the ground, and a cloud of powder was bounced up.
Nan Yan seemed to be frightened and was completely stunned.
Before she could come to her senses, the senior brother who was holding her wrist suddenly exerted force, pulled her into his arms, then pressed her shoulders and knocked her down on his legs.
Nan Yan was not careful for a moment and her whole body was forced to lie on his thighs, and then she struggled hard without caring about anything.
She reacted this time. She turned around and saw that the man had taken out a rattan stick. Was he going to beat her up like a disobedient child?
Nan Yan immediately resisted even more fiercely when she saw this. She was so angry that her face turned red and even her breathing became rapid. She was not afraid of death and called him by his name, "Feng Jixue, how dare you? You bastard, how old am I? You still want to beat me with a cane?"
She cried so hard that her tears all smeared on his clothes, and his snow-white robe was covered with tear marks. "Feng Jixue, let me go, let me go quickly! I am not a child anymore, I am already a junior sister in the outer sect. If you really dare to hit me with a cane, I, I will never talk to you again, Feng Jixue!"
Feng Jixue sneered, and his cold eyes swept across her back, his eyes became colder and colder, "Young senior sister, look at yourself now, do you have even a little bit of the aura of a senior sister?"
"You are full of nonsense, disrespectful to your teachers, and now you dare to do whatever you want. If I don't teach you a lesson today, do you still have me as your senior brother in your eyes?"
"You are really brave. Who taught you how to practice? You even want to practice with a wild man overnight. Where did you learn these messy and confusing things? You don't want to practice honestly but spend the whole day studying these crooked ways. Well, don't you want to practice with someone? Today I will teach you what double cultivation is."
Feng Jixue couldn't help but want to teach her a lesson after hearing this. He hadn't lost his temper in many years, but he was so angry just by a few words from her.
This little junior sister entered the sect when she was in her teens, and lived on his mountain when she was little. At first, she was shy and a little afraid of strangers, but after getting familiar with the place, she completely let her nature run wild. She became the king of his mountain, and tormented a group of spirit beasts and pets.
He raised her for so long, watching her grow from a well-behaved and docile little girl into a graceful young lady, watching her build her foundation, helping her consolidate her cultivation, and although they didn't spend much time together in the past, he sincerely took care of her as a fellow sister.
He has a cold personality. Over the years, the only one who has been willing to persevere and get close to him is this little junior sister.
But after he fell in love with her, he developed an unprecedented romantic feeling towards this little sister. The more he tried to control this feeling, the more he couldn't control himself.
And now that he just relaxed a little, she dared to turn the world upside down and even found a strange man to practice dual cultivation with. Who gave her the courage to be so willful?
So he raised his hand and whipped her on the back with the cane without hesitation, controlling the strength of the whip.
Seeing that the other party continued to move, Nan Yan panicked and turned her head away, struggling desperately to get up. In the end, her throat was full of sobs and she began to beg for mercy, "Is it okay if I was wrong? I don't dare to do it again, let me go, I don't want to spend the night with a wild man..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the cane hit her buttocks with a "snap" sound again. Nan Yan's tears immediately welled up in her eyes. It didn't hurt, but it was a bit embarrassing.
The noise was probably heard by the fellow disciples outside. Tomorrow morning, all the disciples in the entire mountain would know that she, the younger sister, was beaten up by the older brother again. This was really embarrassing.
So she stopped struggling, her face turned red and she felt aggrieved, and finally she bit his thigh and started crying.
"I told you I was wrong, but you still hit me. Just beat me to death. You don't want me anymore anyway. You've long thought I was a nuisance and a troublemaker. You don't like me. You want to beat me to death so that you can make room for your Junior Sister Lin. Go ahead and hit me..."
As she spoke, tears dripped down her face. She cried and felt wronged, her eyes were red from crying, "It was obviously you who didn't want me first, and you made me leave."
"You've been acting strange since you came out of the secret realm. You've been distancing yourself from me. You blamed me for Senior Sister Lin, and you were unhappy when I went down the mountain with someone else. Then why don't you think about how I would be unhappy if you had time to spend with other junior sisters but refused to spend time with me..."
"You might as well just beat me to death. From now on, just treat me as a junior sister who no longer exists in this sect..."
Feng Jixue stopped after hitting him twice and threw the cane to the ground. He lowered his head and saw the girl lying on his legs crying, looking as if the sky was falling, and inexplicably felt a sense of pity for her.
The anger just now was all caused by her unrepentant defiance. The anger rushed to his head at that moment. Now seeing her crying so pitifully, he thought about the fact that it was indeed him who rejected her a few days ago.
The love and compassion in my heart suddenly became deeper.
Feng Jixue also gradually calmed down at this time. To be honest, if she had not been so stubborn and insisted on saying those words to provoke him today, he would not have been so cruel as to teach her a lesson.
In his mind, he never had the concept of forcing anything other than sword practice. If in the past, his junior sister was with another man, then it was the other person's choice. He could not decide or interfere, so he would just let it go.
But this time was different. I was so mad at her that I lost my mind, and then I regretted it after the fight.
Feng Jixue calmed down completely when he thought of this. He looked at the little junior sister who was still lying on his lap and refused to move. He picked her up, sat her on his lap, and then held her in his arms. "Why do you think I hit you?"
The elder brother spoke in a cold voice, with an indescribable sense of seriousness when he lowered his voice. He began to scold, "You just went down the mountain to play with other male cultivators just to be angry with me. Have you ever thought that the man might have bad intentions towards you?"
"If the opponent's cultivation is higher than yours, and you accidentally offend him, he will not be as accommodating to you as the brothers in the same sect. You will die without knowing how, so do you still dare to act so willfully and foolishly?"
Feng Jixue's eyes darkened, "Do you know what it means to absorb Yin to replenish Yang? How dare you talk nonsense about such things? If that person really cares about your cultivation and treats you as a female cultivator to be absorbed, then you will be sucked dry, leaving only a pile of dry skin. Do you want to let others absorb you like this?"
"He simply doesn't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."
At this point, the elder brother's tone gradually softened, and his eyes were not as cold as before, "Yan Yan, don't think too highly of this cultivation world. If you get close to someone before you know their background, you will only be used by them."
After saying that, Feng Jixue reached out his hand again, touched her cheek with his slightly cool fingers, and wiped away the tears that were about to dry up.
Nan Yan still looked like she didn't want to talk.
Feng Jixue pursed his lips, revealing a helpless mood in his heart. Seeing her hanging her head like a quail, he couldn't help but ask, "Does it hurt so much?"
He frowned, "I must have beaten her lightly. She didn't cry when she was little, but now that she's grown up she's crying like this. She even calls herself a little senior sister. It's obvious that she's going backwards as she gets older."
Nan Yan saw his slightly furrowed brows and thought that this little conflict should be completely resolved. However, it was not her principle to not hit back after being hit.
So Nan Yan pursed her lips, looked up at him with grievance and accusation, "Why doesn't it hurt? Besides, is it a matter of pain? Don't you think about how old I am now? You still beat me like when I was a child. Don't I have any dignity?"
"Everyone in the whole mountain will know tomorrow morning that I, your junior sister, have caused trouble again and was even spanked by your senior brother. How can I face people in the future?"
After she finished speaking, she raised her sleeves again, buried her head in her arms and sobbed. She was crying and sad, and felt that the pain on her face was much more serious than the pain on her body.
Feng Jixue felt inexplicably amused when he saw her like that. He used his fingers to push away the hair that was stuck to her face, then rolled up his sleeves and wiped it gently.
"Okay, this time it's my fault for not caring about your face. So how can you calm down completely now?"
Hearing this, the little sister continued to sob, looking pitiful and accusing, then raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely, "You hit me, so of course I have to hit you too."
Feng Jixue found it a little funny when he heard that, then he picked up the cane and handed it to her, "Okay, if you are unhappy, you can beat me, but after that, you are not allowed to say those nonsense again..."
Before he could finish his words, the cane in his hand was slapped away by someone.
The junior sister rushed towards him suddenly, pressing him down onto the bed behind her.
Then she bit his neck, mumbling, "Who said I was going to beat you with a cane? I'm going to bite you back. If you hit me a few times, I'm going to bite you back tenfold or a hundredfold..."
Feng Jixue obviously didn't expect that the junior sister would use this trick, and subconsciously reached out to push her away.
As soon as he struggled, the person on his body started to sob again, and while crying he kept rubbing against him, not allowing him to move, let alone resist, saying that this was what he deserved. He had clearly said that he would make amends, but what did this mean?
Feng Jixue is a cultivator but not a monk. No matter if he is a lovesick person or it is against his will, the person on him at the moment is his sweetheart, so no matter how much he restrains himself, there is still a trace of indulgence in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, the person on his body took out a rope from somewhere and tied up his hands.
Nan Yan thought, this is the good thing about being a cultivator, you can solve many problems by reciting a spell.
She pursed her lips and licked the place where she had bitten, with a triumphant smile on her face. Finally, she arrogantly tore open his collar and even took off his belt.
Nan Yan rode on the waist of this senior brother, being extremely arrogant.
The senior brother below frowned, his eyes were cold and restrained, but his breathing was slightly unstable, and he stared at her straight.
"Yanyan, that's enough."
She glared back, "Not enough..."
Her handsome senior brother's clothes were half open, revealing his broad chest with strong and powerful lines, his chest rising and falling slightly, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at her carried some strange emotions.
"Where did you learn these tricks?"
Nan Yan couldn't help but smile with narrowed eyes, "It's a storybook. There are a lot of pictures in the storybook, and the details are described in great detail. Second Senior Brother's cabinet is filled with new products from the market. I have sneaked a peek at many of them. Don't worry, Senior Brother, I won't hurt you."
Feng Jixue got so angry when he heard this that his head hurt. His cold face flushed with shame. "Su Nanyan, stop it right now. Are you really not afraid of death?"
"You peeked at these messy things and dared to use them on me. Did I teach you too little before? Why do you still dare to do such nonsense..."
Nan Yan snorted twice, ignoring his words, and first bit the other person's chest.
Feng Jixue let out a slight groan, not sure whether it was pain or itchiness, as he felt the row of tiny teeth slowly rubbing against his skin. Finally, the feeling became a little strange, like a cat biting and licking fish, all the way to his throat.
Feng Jixue couldn't help it any longer, so he clenched his fingers and tried hard to suppress the muffled groan from his throat. Then he recited a spell and freed his hands from the ropes.
He held down the finger that had sneaked into the hem of the clothes and was doing something wrong. His voice was slightly hoarse.
"That's enough, hiss... stop biting."
"Yanyan, stop making trouble..."
His eyes were so cold and deep, but there was a hint of red at the corners of his eyes, as if he had applied a layer of rouge, revealing the glamorous look after being aroused.
But Nan Yan is not afraid of him at all.
She lowered her head, her fair little face was as delicate as jade, her eyes and eyebrows revealed an alluring charm, her black braid fell from her shoulders and hung down to her chest.
Her hands were still moving around and there was a hint of a smile on her face.
Feng Jixue clamped her waist with one hand and pressed the little hand below her waist with more force with the other hand.
His breathing became a little rapid, and he felt the itchiness of his chest being rubbed against his chest. His Adam's apple twitched unconsciously.
He only felt that the junior sister who was doing all kinds of things to him was like a seductive spirit. He knew that there was a quagmire ahead and he couldn't get stuck in it, but he was still seduced by her. In the end, he tightly grasped her fingers, and his voice was filled with trembling and coaxing.
"Gently, more gently..."
The junior sister smiled and pressed down on him.
Finally, while they were kissing, this evil little junior sister actually fell asleep on his chest. Feng Jixue didn't know what to say. He just wanted to wake her up and beat her up. How could he just leave her like this?
This evil creature dared to do such a stupid thing to him after being out for two days. What will happen if he goes out with others again in the future?
When Feng Jixue finally calmed down the restless emotions in his chest, he looked down at the person in his arms. The more he looked, the more irritated and angry he felt. He stood up and picked up the person.
Then he gently laid her down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and finally performed a cleansing spell to clean up the traces on her body, then turned around and left in embarrassment.
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At the same time, on the other side, Lin Qingshuang finally successfully integrated half of the opportunities she had gained in the Qingxu Secret Realm last time. Her cultivation level was raised by one level, and now she is only two levels lower than Feng Jixue.
The memories of her past life had been haunting her, making her extremely confused and miserable during this time. At the same time, she also remembered something very important.
That was the bracelet that she accidentally gave to her senior brother in her previous life. That Qiankun bracelet was not an ordinary bracelet, but a one-in-a-million divine artifact.
She didn't get what belonged to her in her last life, so she couldn't miss it again in this life, no matter what.
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