long night walk

Chapter 1632 Silver Creek

A cold jade hand suddenly reached out, pinched Bailian's chin, and turned his slightly pale face over.

Bailian was forced to turn his head away, just in time to meet the Empress's pair of dark eyes that were as deep as still water.

His heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked away.

The next moment, he heard her slowly say, "Hand, when do you want to put it down?"

Bailian seemed to have experienced a more difficult battle than that with the headless corpse. Cold sweat covered his body. He quickly moved his hand down and instead held up her thigh to stabilize her body, and continued to gallop in the fog.

Speaking of which, although he and the Empress have always been polite and restrained in their interactions, and even though he stays in Wangchen Palace every night, their relationship is by no means as ambiguous as people think.

But even so, he and the empress, in a sense, did hug each other.

Although it is more like the hug between elders and younger generations, it does not contain any intimate meaning.

But this time the situation was critical, and he didn't have any bad intentions, so why did the atmosphere suddenly become so weird and terrifying?

After a long time of thinking, Bailian finally realized something...

Considering the Empress's true form, he really violated a big taboo.

Even ordinary people know that you can't touch the tiger's butt.

The female tiger... is even worse!

Your Majesty is not a little tiger with a tail that curls into a heart shape. You can let him stroke your butt as you please, but of course that is not allowed for Your Majesty.

But on second thought, why was he so nervous and guilty?

After all, isn't this action taken to protect her?

It's not intentional to take advantage.

What was even more infuriating was that he found himself unable to refute the Empress's words.

He had no idea how many times he had touched Shu Ci's enchanting body, and now he was only at this level. How could he be so useless?

Of course, he knew very well in his heart that no matter how enchanting Shu Ci was, Baili An had already regarded her as his woman in his heart. Besides, that enchanting woman had been seducing him openly all the time, so it was natural for him to accept her.

But who is the Queen? She is an abstinent and ruthless saint. Even if it is pinching his chin like she is doing now, which is obviously an overly ambiguous action, when she does it, it is all innocent, and it is more like an elder teaching a useless younger generation a lesson.

Although Bailian is more relaxed in front of Cangnanyi than others.

But the sense of oppression and awe that this saintly lady naturally brings to people is almost engraved in their bones.

It’s as if no matter how many years have passed, the respect and awe that students have for their teacher will never disappear.

Besides, Cangnanyi really did teach Bailian.

Although he had never formally become their disciple, to Baili An, Cangnan Yi was more like a respectable and esteemed teacher than the Immortal Master Zhu Zhan.

He thought to himself that he was not a traitor like A Rao, and no matter how beautiful the queen was, he would not have such disrespectful thoughts as betraying his teacher and ancestors.

Fortunately, touching the tigress's butt did not cause any dangerous consequences. Seeing that his hands had become more restrained, Cangnanyi loosened his chin and was silent for a moment. In the end, he did not press his body against her again.

I don't know what they are avoiding.

Since Bailian felt so awkward, it was no longer appropriate to call her "Saint Queen" openly.

It makes her, an older generation, seem like she is taking advantage of the younger generation.

The speed of running with the physical body alone was definitely not slow. Bailian tried hard to calm the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness in his body, and still steadily distanced himself from the headless corpse.

After a brief moment of embarrassment, Baili An regained his composure and asked while running, "Your Majesty needs a quiet place where she will not be disturbed by the outside world to avert the calamity. Your Majesty has been here several times before, so you must know where it is safe." There was no answer from behind for a long time.

"Empress?" Bailian asked tentatively.

Cangnanyi then spoke: "I have entered the sect before. Wherever I am, I will be safe."

This time, it was Bailian's turn to be silent.

understood.

After all, it’s the absolute crushing of strength.

But there has to be a limit to your perversion, old man. In such a place with so much chaos and disorder, it seems that nothing is a problem for her.

If it weren't for the difficult calamity at this moment, this endless abyss, it is possible that this woman really has the power to cross it and explore.

However, it is obvious that Cangnanyi does not have a strong desire to explore the unknown, distant and mysterious areas outside the sky, so the information he knows about the vast world under the gap behind the door is actually very limited.

  So, does this mean that he has to explore the new world while avoiding the pursuit of the headless corpse?

Bailian didn't know how long he had been running in this vast primeval forest, but he was still unable to get rid of the increasingly huge body behind him.

Throw it out, can't kill, can't dodge...

  How to kill such a monster?

In this world, if Bailian does not circulate his spiritual power and blood and demonic power to recover, his physical strength will eventually be exhausted relying solely on the strength of his physical body.

In such a strange world, I have no idea of ​​the direction and the environment.

Even the goal is unclear.

Even though Bailian had all the skills, he was still helpless.

While thinking rapidly, Bailian still couldn't lose his composure.

The humidity in the air became increasingly damp and cool as he went deeper into the forest.

The dark green grass in front of me suddenly spread to both sides of my vision.

The view suddenly became clear, and a gurgling stream appeared in the lush ancient and dense forest.

But that stream was different from the streams and rivers on earth. Although the water also emitted vivid ripples, the flowing water was neither clear nor turbid.

But there was a vast silver light in the stream, just like flowing silver sand.

Although the speed and range of Bailian's mental power and consciousness are limited.

But with the power of the Six Paths Talisman, it is not completely useless.

At least, within a distance of three feet around the body, the concentration of spiritual perception is still very high and difficult to dissolve.

Within this three-foot range, Bailian clearly did not feel any dangerous aura approaching.

But for some reason, the moment the silver quicksand river came into view, the fear that was almost engraved in his bones flooded from the bottom of his heart, and countless goose bumps began to appear on the surface of his skin.

At the same moment, a flash of silver light flashed across Bailian's eyes. Because it was so fast, Bailian didn't even see clearly what it was, and then he heard a "pop" sound.

In the corner of my eye, I saw the huge headless corpse as if it had been cut diagonally by a silver light.

The cut on the upper body slid down neatly at an angle.

However, the monster did not die immediately. A shocking roar broke out of its mouth, and the left hand holding the battle axe and the intact left hand slammed into the stream.