Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 43 It hasn't been long
The next morning, Xiao Yan got up early.

He yawned, got up from the bed, and put the small quilt he had taken out temporarily back into the ring.

Since I didn't change my clothes last night, I saved a lot of time, but my appearance was a little disappointing.
Yao Lao suddenly appeared, looked Xiao Yan up and down, and asked curiously: "Xiao Yan, were you too excited last night? How did you end up like this?"

His hair was a mess and he had dark circles under his eyes. If it weren't for the long-term training of his soul power, I'm afraid his complexion would not even look good.

While fetching water, Xiao Yan lazily replied, "I didn't have the energy to practice, and then I didn't sleep well the whole night, so I ended up like this."

"By the way, why did the teacher suddenly disappear last night?"

Yao Lao chuckled and said, "How dare you ask? I've saved this little bit of soul power with great difficulty. I usually don't want to use it. Now, in order to accumulate strength to refine medicine for you, I have to cultivate for more than ten hours every day."

Seeing Xiao Yan was about to speak, Yao Lao interrupted him and continued, "Forget the polite words. You and I are master and disciple, and there is no need to worry about these things. As long as you can successfully refine that seed fire, everything will be worth it."

Recalling the time when Yao Lao frowned because he was refining some low-level healing medicine, Xiao Yan suddenly grinned.

"What are you laughing at, little brat?"

"Haha, thank you so much for the generous gift of the pill, teacher."

While the two of them were chatting and laughing, Xiao Yan had already tidied up his appearance. His black hair, which was slightly moist, looked particularly fresh under the sunlight.

Looking back at the courtyard where he had lived for nearly a decade, Xiao Yan's eyes were firm, with a smile on his lips.

"gone!"

The next moment, the door closed tightly and the sound of iron locks clattering could be heard.

According to Hun Ruoruo, when they set out today, they will head towards the back mountain of the Xiao family to meet them.

Xiao Yan didn't think much about it and just thought of it as a suitable place to meet.

He walked around the training ground with ease and ran towards the back mountain at high speed. With the help of his fighter strength, he reached the top of the mountain in just a quarter of an hour.

A girl in a black dress was standing alone on the top of the mountain. The mountain breeze blew down from top to bottom, making her waist-length blue hair ripple gently like waves.

Seeing this, the young man quickly rushed forward, calling her name.

"Ruoruo, when are we leaving?"

Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo turned around and looked at the young man below. His eyes were filled with anticipation and impulse, just like when they made the three-year agreement.

Also full of desire, but more mature and restrained.

Hun Ruoruo smiled brightly and said cheerfully, "Is the Third Young Master ready?"

Xiao Yan nodded and said with a smile: "I have already prepared the map of the cities surrounding Wutan City. Now we just need to leave the city."

"Map? No map needed."

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, causing Xiao Yan to raise his brows.

Often at this time, he would be pranked.

It’s better to take precautions in advance.

Sensing the wariness in Xiao Yan's expression, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but pout, and angrily waved her little hand towards the steep peaks behind her.
"Does Third Young Master know where that place is?"

Xiao Yan, who had been here every day admiring the scenery during his downturn, knew it all and replied, "The Demonic Beast Mountain Range."

"Yes, let's go to the Magic Beast Mountain Range!" Xiao Yan asked curiously, "To get to the Magic Beast Mountain Range, we have to go around the surrounding cities. Are we going to jump down?"

"Yes, just jump down~" Hun Ruoruo giggled, her eyes revealing an inexplicable meaning.

Knowing that this demon girl was probably making fun of him again, Xiao Yan helplessly spread his hands and was about to tell her to hurry up.
With a "swish", a pair of extremely black huge wings spread out, looking down at the young man below the hillside from above. The shadow covered his face, as if making the bright sun in the sky lose its luster.

Black feathers fluttered down from the sky and turned into specks of light when they landed on the ground, causing Xiao Yan's astonished expression to gradually turn into immense shock.

He said in surprise and doubt: "This is, fighting spirit turning into wings?!"

He had guessed about Hun Ruoruo's specific strength, but he really didn't dare to guess that her cultivation level was at the Dou Wang level.

The Dou Wang strongmen are the overlords in the entire Jia Ma Empire, and all of them have gone through years of hard training before finally advancing to the next level.

Although Hun Ruoruo did not mention her age, it was not difficult for Xiao Yan to see that she was not much older than him.
With such talent, the word "monster" is far from enough to describe it.

"This witch is really good at hiding herself." Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

"Third Young Master, are you ready?" Hun Ruoruo made a trumpet shape with her little hands.

Xiao Yan smiled helplessly and shouted to the girl on the slope who was blocking the sun: "Ruoruo, you have Dou Qi that can transform into wings, but I don't. Can you take me flying?"

Gusts of wind pressure came, and the girl, carrying a fragrant breeze, appeared in front of Xiao Yan in an instant. Her eyes were charming and she said seductively: "Third Young Master, this is not Dou Qi turning into wings, but a flying fighting skill."

"Flying fighting skills?"

"Exactly. Do you want to try it~"

Xiao Yan looked at the girl so close to him, and his breathing became heavier.

After a while, he said frankly, "I guess so."

Who doesn't want to fly?
Xiao Yan had been in this world for sixteen years, but flying was still a legendary thing to him. He had never even seen anyone flying, let alone fly himself.
Flying fighting skills, the boy secretly memorized this special name.

half an hour later
Xiao Yan stared stiffly at the bottomless valley rift shrouded in mist below him, and felt that his unprecedented fear of heights was about to strike.

He glanced at the position above his head. The girl had her wings spread out and one hand was holding the back collar of his clothes, which was pinching his neck so hard that it hurt.

The sound of the wind was so loud that he could not even hear the rustling of his clothes. He only felt that his collar was probably deformed beyond recognition.
Fortunately, the quality is acceptable and I will buy clothes from him next time.

Can save lives.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yan shouted with all his might, "Ruoruo, it's too cold. Even using the Burning Art with all my strength, I can't withstand it!"

With his strength as a fighter, he was able to make such an urgent cry even when he was using all his strength to practice the fire-attributed skills to drive away the cold. It is conceivable that the height and flying speed of the two of them at that time were extremely exaggerated.

"Uh"

Before the other party could reply, he felt a strong sense of weightlessness, which made him see stars, his heart twitched, and he could no longer utter a word.

After finally coming to his senses, he found himself on top of an unfamiliar mountain, and the girl beside him had folded her wings.

Hun Ruoruo circled around Xiao Yan, smiling slyly: "We're here!"

Xiao Yan rubbed his frozen cheeks, took a few deep breaths, and shuddered as he managed to utter,
"It hasn't been long."

(End of this chapter)