girl let me check

Chapter 243
Fang Weihan pushed Xiao Jin, who was still lying on top of him.

"Are you satisfied now?"

He looked at the girl in his arms helplessly.

Xiao Jin's whole body was sticky with sweat soaked into his clothes, exuding a sweet smell mixed with floral fragrance.

The girl's arms couldn't lift up, and the hand around Fang Weihan's neck hung on his shoulders as if without strength. The muscles under her shoulders were sore.

After all, he had just gone through such strenuous exercise and carried a heavy load, so it was natural for him to feel some pain.

After Xiao Jin tried twice, he found that he was too weak to move at all.

So she leaned her body towards Fang Weihan again, her little head rubbed against his, and her pink lips pressed against his ear.

"I have no strength...Brother Fang, please don't drive me away, okay?"

The girl's soft voice had a charming hoarseness.

Xiao Jin's voice was already sweet and soft, and with the added charm, it was like a cocktail mixed with several kinds of nectar, making people want to take a sip.

Fang Weihan was both psychologically and physically heated by her voice and movements.

It's summer now, and they don't wear too many clothes to begin with.

Xiao Jin only had a thin layer of skirt on her body, and then her underwear.

Obviously, just this little clothing can't completely isolate the heat exchange between the two people due to physical contact.

Fang Weihan could clearly feel the heat and humidity coming from the girl's body in his arms.

There should be spare clothes in my ring, right?

In order to avoid being killed by Xiaozhu when he went out, he thought about this problem briefly.

"Don't you feel hot?"

After Fang Weihan was silent for a long time, he said with a wry smile.

"It's very hot, but I don't hate the heat."

Xiao Jin felt her and his heartbeats intertwined and synchronized, and finally gradually became the same frequency.

Sure enough, everything in the book is true.

When people in love hug each other, even their heartbeat speed will become the same.

"I think it would be a good choice to just melt into Brother Fang's arms."

Xiao Jin's apricot eyes were misty, and she made no secret of her obsession and attachment to him.

The little hedgehog will only put away its spikes and expose its soft belly to people it trusts.

It was rare that Xiao Jin didn't have the smell of tea in his tea, and he regained some of the feelings he had when he was a child. Fang Weihan felt that he had been cured again.

He couldn't help but hug Xiao Jin a little tighter.

"What did that person recruit in the end?"

Fang Weihan put his head on her shoulder and smelled the blushing smell coming from the girl.

Alas, with Xiao Jin, things always develop in strange directions.

"There are many."

Xiao Jin gently held his ear in her mouth, her voice vague, like sticky and sweet sleep talk.

"The Jingtian brought back by Brother Fang is a senior member of the Vulcan Cult. We got a lot of information from him that we have never heard before."

"In the past, we often heard the word 'firewood' from people who captured the Vulcan Cult. We had always believed that the so-called 'firewood' was what the Vulcan Cult members called themselves."

"But the captured Jingtian said he came from the Suishan. It was only then that we discovered that our previous understanding had been wrong."

Xiao Jin gently spit out Fang Weihan's ear and wiped away the remaining crystal with her face.

"Everyone within the Vulcan Cult is not as equal as their propaganda says, and there are also status differences."

"For example, 'Firewood' is mainly composed of many low-level monks absorbed by the Fire Worship Cult, among which Mingwu monks are the main ones. As the name suggests, these people are chess pieces that can be discarded at any time for their plans."

When Xiao Jin said this, his tone was a bit colder.

"The Vulcan Cult believes that there are so many evils in this world that they cannot be changed, and ordinary means can no longer curb the spread of evil. And before the world completely falls into darkness, they will ignite a corner of the eternal fire, And this eternal fire made of many firewood will purify all the sins in this world."

"It's just nonsense."

Xiao Jin said sarcastically.

The girl who holds the power of life and death understands the weight of life more clearly than anyone else.And the so-called holy fire promoted by these people is nothing more than flowers of the other side blooming on the corpse.

Beautiful but hopeless and completely useless.

Fang Weihan also thought of something after listening to Xiao Jin's words.

Wen Zhexue once told him that Linyuan disciples should keep silent and try not to speak when they can.

The girl who is Linyuan Yuchen hardly speaks at all in front of outsiders. She only speaks a few words when she is alone with herself who is not affected by cause and effect.It is to minimize the harm caused by huge causes and effects to others.

And the Jingtians he met had no restraint in their words, even more so than Fang Weihan.

They don't care at all about other people's lives.

This is in line with Jingtian's thinking mode.

Linyuan Pavilion takes protecting the common people as its own responsibility, and firmly binds its disciples under the starry sky by setting moral standards.

And when those abandoned disciples of Linyuan abandoned the oath they had made to the starry sky, they chose to interpret the shackles that bound them in another way.

Which is more important, saving the world or a few mortal lives?
Since the world is more important, what's the pity in sacrificing a few insignificant souls?
Firewood is destined to be transformed into a sacrifice of fire.The flint and sickle are the disciples who will eventually ignite the flame.

That's what they think.

The style of the Vulcan Cult and that of Linyuan Pavilion seem to be completely different, but they both follow the same logical system, which is extremely rational and pragmatic.

So... they will definitely not put too much effort into killing themselves.

Fang Weihan finally figured it out.

"Apart from firewood and flint? Do they have other organizations?"

he asked, frowning.

"I don't know."

Xiao Jin whispered softly in his ear.

"The Vulcan Cult has almost achieved the ultimate in single-line communication. Their confidentiality measures and code collection... even Xuan Zhongwei is ashamed of himself.
Rather, we can even learn some lessons from them in this regard. "

It is understandable, after all, it is an organization established by the abandoned disciples of Linyuan.

Fang Weihan was not surprised at all.

"In addition to these, we also learned some other information from him."

Xiao Jin continued.

"The Vulcan Cult's 'Chai Xin' has set up separate altars in all nine states of the world. The leader is called the leader, and they are all at level six cultivation level. In contrast, every county in the state has set up an altar. The altar owners are all It’s the fifth rank cultivation level.”

Fang Weihan was stunned.

There are 170 three counties in the twelve states of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Doesn’t that mean that this damn Vulcan Cult has 170 three fifth-level monks and twelve six-level monks?
Or is it just counting the power of firewood?Wouldn't the higher-level Sui Sickle be stronger?
What kind of Xuan Zhongwei are you afraid of?
"Of course, there should be a lot of moisture in this data."

Xiao Jin noticed Fang Weihan's worried look and couldn't help but smile sweetly.

"Based on the information Xuan Zhongwei received before, we can infer that in some counties the Vulcan Cult does not set up sub-altars. Most of their sub-altars are set up in more strategically important places."

"The power of Vulcan dormancy varies from state to state."

The girl counted on her fingers.

"In the core areas under the rule of emperors and aristocratic families, the power of the Vulcan Cult is often very weak. Such as Bingzhou Hedong, Yongzhou Guannai, and Xuzhou Huaiyin."

"Of course, in the areas directly under the control of Sili Xiaowei under my father's management, such as Changming Luojing, the power of the Fire Worship Cult is the weakest."

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand and smoothed the wrinkles on Fang Weihan's brow.

"They only dare to infiltrate with a small group of people or bribe external forces like the Song Family Gang, but they dare not blatantly set up separate forums and seats."

"But in those areas farthest from the center of power of the empire, the power of the Vulcan Cult is somewhat exaggerated."

The girl's face gradually became more solemn.

"Before, we never knew where the Vulcan Cult's home base was, and the information we got was very confusing. The prisoners said it was everywhere. But based on the confession of this fourth-turn Jingtian, we can confirm that the Vulcan Cult is here. The firewood headquarters of the Vulcan Sect should be in Jiude County in Jiaozhou, the southernmost border of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Jiude County?" Fang Weihan chewed on this not-so-familiar place name.

"Well, that place has always been a barren land inhabited by barbarians. It was only during the reign of Emperor Wu that this dynasty included it in its territory."

Xiao Jin explained.

"The Vulcan Cult has set its firewood headquarters in Jiude County, no doubt with the intention of guarding against us. After all, that place is almost impossible to reach through a large-scale march of troops."

"Well...that's true."

Fang Weihan agreed very much with what Xiao Jin said.

The poor place in Jiude County seems to be still south of Qiongya, only one step away from the Shiwan Mountain, which is a forbidden area for humans.

The damn miasma and the tropical rainforest and the long distance made it almost impossible for them to be exposed to the attack range of the Zhou army.

"but!"

Xiao Jin deliberately lengthened his voice, as if to whet Fang Weihan's appetite.

"It's not convenient for us to come and go, and it's not convenient for them either! So the Vulcan Cult actually has a center in the core area of ​​the empire to replace part of the functions of the base camp."

"If this center is destroyed, all the members of the Fire Worship Cult in the Great Zhou Dynasty will become headless flies for a long time."

Fang Weihan finally cheered up after hearing this.

This is great news!
"Where is that place? Have you asked?"

he asked hastily.

"That place is quite secretive. Most people in the Vulcan Cult have never been there, but...what a coincidence, the kind man we captured this time happened to have been there."

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled proudly.

"The place is in a mountain depression under Xunyang County, Xicheng County, Jingzhou. It's not far from the Han River. It's very hidden."

"I have explained the situation to my second uncle and sent Jingzhou Xuanzhong Guards to investigate secretly."

Fang Weihan looked at the girl in front of him with her head raised and smiling sweetly, and her eyes gradually became trance-like.

Xiao Jin was so reliable in handling matters, which made Fang Weihan feel unreal.

Once upon a time, the little girl who always loved to hide behind her and timidly pulled on her clothes had quietly disappeared.

They are all slowly growing up, slowly transforming, and slowly becoming what they expected.

Fang Weihan kissed her forehead gently.

Xiao Jin closed his eyes and accepted the love from his sweetheart with some obsession.

If Tao Yunjiang and Xie Lingwan regard protecting Fang Weihan as one of their motivations for moving forward, then Xiao Jin is completely different from them.

She is lazy and quiet by nature, and does not like to communicate with others. She only wants to sit in her own small yard, eat and wait to die.

Because her senses were sharp and she was afraid of pain, she chose Tiangong Healer as her path so that she could heal herself in the future.

But the moment Xiao Jin saw Fang Weihan standing in front of her, she understood that the importance of recovering from trauma was far less important than preventing harmful behaviors.

She had to have strength, and the power to protect him.

From that day on, Xiao Jin regained her long-lost majesty as the eldest daughter of the Lanling Xiao family.

If it weren't for Fang Weihan, she might not have participated in the Xuan Zhongwei affairs at all; if it hadn't been for Fang Weihan, she might not have chosen this most difficult path at all; if it hadn't been for Fang Weihan, the Zhuye Divine Sword would have continued to be covered in dust. .

From beginning to end, all Xiao Jin's actions and actions were only for Fang Weihan.

She never changed, she just changed her position.

Rather than holding on to Fang Weihan's clothes, she was more willing to hold up an umbrella for him to shield him from the violent storm of this world.

"Okay, come down."

The setting sun has completely sunk into the ground, and they have been rubbing elbows in this small courtyard for a long time.

Fang Weihan will go to Wen Zhexue to look at the stars soon.

So he patted Xiao Jin's butt and signaled her to come down quickly.

"Uuuu...Brother Fang is driving me away again..."

Xiao Jin sniffed and cried.

"Come down quickly, I have something to do later."

Fang Weihan's face was covered with black lines.

He noticed again that the girl's plump skin was rubbing a certain part intentionally or unintentionally.

"What are you doing so hard? You've recovered, right?"

He pinched Xiao Jin's face with a smile.

"What recovery? I'm not doing well either?"

Xiao Jin bit one of his fingers, looked at Fang Weihan with wide eyes innocently, and at the same time rubbed forward.

The blush that had just dissipated on the girl's white face reappeared, and her hot cheeks seemed to be burning.

If she followed this trend of movements again, Fang Weihan would probably have difficulty breathing because he couldn't breathe oxygen.

Okay, okay, you are trying to be tough, right?This is not the time for you to beg for mercy just now.

Fang Weihan was expressionless.

Sometimes, when dealing with duplicitous guys, actions are often more effective than words.

There are always people who ridicule chefs who are not as good as themselves, but if they are left to do it themselves, they often fail to produce the same taste.

For example, in ramen noodles, they often deliberately emphasize the pulling action and ignore the important pre-movement of kneading the noodles.

So Fang Weihan briefly demonstrated the principles in this regard.

The result of the argument was that he clearly won.

The girl in front of her was gasping for breath and her face was flushed. She was covered in fragrant sweat, and the place where her delicate body came into contact with Fang Weihan became sticky again.

Fang Weihan picked up Xiao Jin, whose mind was blank and had obviously lost the ability to speak, and walked towards her room.

Really, if my tolerance for debate is so low, why do I have to be tough?
Fang Weihan was funny, but also felt slightly distressed.

He threw the girl onto her soft bed and wiped his fingers on her face.

"Drink more water later, okay?"

Fang Weihan lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"Well……"

Xiao Jin was still in the same state as before, and had not yet recovered from his absent-minded state. He was just looking at the ceiling absentmindedly.

After hearing Fang Weihan's words, she subconsciously responded.

"You are probably very tired today. Let's take a good rest first and then take a shower, okay?"

Fang Weihan scratched her sweaty nose.

"it is good……"

Xiao Jin stayed up late at work last night and had been exercising so strenuously just now. She was actually very tired.

Although she was breathing rapidly, the girl was still dizzy as if she was deprived of oxygen. She felt the still figure in front of her eyes flicker like a candle.

Fang Weihan looked at his robe that had been wet repeatedly and felt helpless.

It looks like I have to find another room and change my clothes.

"I'm leaving to say goodbye."

He patted Xiao Jin's face, which was still hot and moist.

"Okay... see you brother Fang..."

Xiao Jin could no longer open his eyes and was talking in a daze.

The girl closed her eyes sleepily, her pink lips slightly opened as she gasped, and the blush on her face was as attractive as the apples in the Garden of Eden.

Fang Weihan was shaken, and quickly forced himself not to look again, and quietly left the girl's boudoir.

　Compared to those damn settings and plots, I am indeed better at writing these things.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)