Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 135 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (41)

"presumptuous!"

Yun Mian scolded, feeling a stinging pain from the broken ribs in his chest, causing his face to turn a little red.

The other disciples also hurriedly avoided looking, not daring to take a closer look.

Yun Mian's lips were pale, and her right hand hanging by her side was clenched into a fist, her finger bones turning white from the exertion, but she managed not to look away.

How dare she do this!
Xie Chaoshi had never been so close to anyone before. The girl's fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and the corners of his lips were soft and cold. His temperament was cold and dusty, but a streak of red lipstick was left where they met, pulling him down from the altar.

"I don't want to be a useless person anymore, are you willing to help me?"

She spoke slowly.

Ruan Ruan put his left hand on the big palm that had been on Xie Chao's shoulder, tightened his fingertips, and brought it to his cheek, which was cold.

"Master, you will help me, right?"

Ruan Ruan's almond-shaped eyes looked at him intently, her watery eyes were moist and filled with earnest pleading, but there was a suppressed darkness underneath, as if she was about to break through the restraints and destroy everything in the next second.

Her physique can only be cultivated through intercourse, and the other party must take the initiative to cross over to her.

The picture in front of him was a little blurry, Ruan Ruan bent his eyes and smiled, waiting for his response.

Xie Chaoshi naturally noticed that something was wrong with her mood. Without saying anything, he took back the palm that was on her cheek and pulled the robe closer to her body.

Ruan Ruan lowered her eyes and let him move. The next second, her body was suddenly suspended in the air. Two white and tender arms were wrapped around his neck, and her clear breathing could be heard in his ears.

She leaned closer and opened her lips lightly.

"Or is it that Master dislikes me?"

The hands on her shoulders tightened.

Yun Mian couldn't listen anymore. She dragged her body forward. In addition to the pain from the wound, there was also a sense of oppression in her chest.

Her expression was very ugly, "Shut up, how could you blaspheme Master like this?!"

Ruan Ruan was not afraid at all, her cheek pressed against the skin of his neck, "Really?"

"Master also thinks I have blasphemed you?"

As he spoke, his breath sprayed onto his neck, bringing a numbness.

Xie Chaoshi's eyes were cold, scanning her and Yun Mian.

"Go back to the inn first. Don't reveal a single word about today's events."

The disciples who wished they could disappear from the scene quickly said yes.

Yun Mian took a pill and followed them back to the inn.

Xie Chaoshi carried Ruan Ruan straight into a room, put her down at the foot of the bed, and her butt sank into the soft quilt. Ruan Ruan held his neck and held her tightly, and she fell down with him with her arms.

"Master hasn't answered me yet, do you think I've blasphemed you?" A big, knuckled hand was placed on the side of her neck. The skin on the back of the hand was as pale as cold jade, and the veins on it were bulging, giving off a sense of abstinence.

Xie Chaoshi looked directly at her with pale eyes, "No."

"That means you dislike me."

She laughed to herself and loosened her arms around his neck, about to let go.

"I didn't think so," the cold fingertips lightly touched the purple mark on her neck, "Tell me who it is and I will kill him for you."

Ruan Ruan held his finger and smiled softly.

"I want to take a bath."

……

Xie Chaoshi went out.

Yun Mian was waiting outside the door. There was a soundproof barrier in the house so no movement could be heard. She was a little anxious while waiting.

Master Yun Mian saw her differences and asked her how to put her mind at ease.

Her gaze rarely lost its sense of proportion, and she swept over him without any trace. No obvious abnormality was found, except that the fabric at the collar was slightly uneven, as if it had been pulled by someone.

Xie Chaoshi frowned, feeling a little offended by her gaze.

Yun Mian followed him for a while and left the door.

Xie Chaoshi took out a box and handed it to her. Yun Mian took it and clasped the white jade box with his fingertips. After hesitation, he couldn't help but speak.

"Master, what do you plan to do with her?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter."

"……Yes."

A glass gourd bottle was brought to her. It contained a pale golden liquid. Yun Mian took it with both hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

After Xie Chaoshi left, Yun Mian raised his head and drank. A burst of warmth came from the broken bones in his chest, seeming to be renewed little by little.

Yun Mian unlocked the seal on the jade box. Inside was a very ordinary bead, dusty and even a little rough at the corners.

She tried to inject spiritual power, but there was no response.

She took it out of the box and turned it before her eyes to examine it carefully.

He frowned slightly.

Without any warning -

Submerged between the eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)