"......exist."

Seeing Liu Mengxian's serious expression, Yan Ziming had no choice but to suppress his earlier questions for the time being.

"sorry."

"Eh?"

Yan Ziming panicked instantly. It was the first time she had ever seen Liu Mengxian treat her like this, which greatly shocked her.

Liu Mengxian stared at Yan Ziming with apologetic eyes, making her feel uneasy.

"The things you've been trying to avoid are now unstoppable."

"Huh?" After a brief moment of stunned silence, Yan Ziming's thoughts became clear.

What she had been avoiding all along was the choice between the Thunder Spirit and her flesh and blood body.

After checking his physical condition, his face darkened for a moment. Although he tried to hide it well, Liu Mengxian still noticed it.

"Mo'er, I will take responsibility for you."

Liu Mengxian immediately embraced her, her voice as soft as silk, filled with boundless emotion.

Hearing these words, Yan Ziming was completely bewildered.

Chapter 137 The Journey

"I will take responsibility for you."

"Oh no, I'm glad you said that, Xian'er... but why do I need you to take responsibility for me?"

After a brief moment of confusion, Yan Ziming frantically waved her hands, unsure of where to put them. After a short while, she slowly lowered her hands and placed them on Liu Mengxian's waist.

The two embraced, their faces pressed together, feeling each other's breath against each other's ears. She whispered calmly and gently, "Xian'er, you don't need to say that. It's not your fault."

"Feel sorry."

Regardless, this was ultimately caused by her own negligence, and Liu Mengxian could not simply gloss over it.

"Well, if you still feel sorry for me, Xian'er, then..."

Yan Ziming's eyes darted around, never looking directly at the other person. Fortunately, neither of them could see each other's faces, otherwise Yan Ziming wouldn't have had the courage to say those words.

Mo'er's heart suddenly started beating faster.

Noticing Yan Ziming's heartbeat quickening, Liu Mengxian was puzzled, wondering what she was about to say.

"Then..."

Yan Ziming stammered, unable to articulate his thoughts clearly, his voice inexplicably lowering until it became barely audible:

"From now on, we are not allowed to say things like 'thank you' or 'sorry' to each other."

"Then it's up to you."

Liu Mengxian became increasingly puzzled. Why was Mo'er's heart beating so fast for such a simple request?

Little did they know, Yan Ziming was now filled with such regret that tears of blood were streaming from his eyes.

[What a loser! Why am I such a coward! I had such a great opportunity, and this is all I made?! What is this? Am I some naive, innocent girl who hasn't experienced anything yet?!]

Yan Ziming was filled with such hatred!

He's clearly a seasoned player in the dating scene, having flirted with countless girls, so why does he chicken out at the crucial moment?

Following a faint inner guidance, Liu Mengxian suddenly asked, "What if one party violates this agreement?"

"Uh..." Yan Ziming's breath hitched, and he looked at her cautiously: "If one party violates the rules... then they will accept the other party's punishment?"

"What punishment?"

"It's up to the other party to decide."

"it is good."

"......"

Yan Zimo was speechless.

Surprisingly, Liu Mengxian actually agreed to such a nonsensical request.

But joy still shone on her face.

It's called punishment, but it can also be a bond that strengthens the relationship between the two people; it all depends on how it's used.

...........

Let's return to the present.

"Well, that's how it is."

After filtering out some content that she felt Mu Mu wouldn't want to hear, Yan Ziming had already told her everything he wanted to say.

She and Mu Mu are now in a secluded spot, with no one else around, just the two of them.

Mu Mu's expression was strange, a mixture of numbness and anger as she asked, "So, you've already lost that function!?"

"What do you mean by losing that function? It makes it sound like I have some kind of illness!"

Yan Zimo protested.

"I can only say that I still maintain a human appearance, but my inner self is no longer human."

"Is there a difference?" Mu Mu glared at her.

Now, things have really gone wrong. The three of them were hoping to have a good time after a long day, but it all fell through because of Yan Ziming!

Mu Mu was furious. What if things could never be changed back? Would they be left only to stare at each other helplessly without being able to fight?

She got straight to the point: "Is there any chance of turning back?"

"It's unlikely to happen in the short term. We'll have to wait until we break through to the ninth rank and try it during the advancement process."

Yan Ziming said softly that she wasn't sure either, and could only place her hopes on that vague possibility.

"A short time?" Mu Mu was amused by her. "How long will it take you to reach the ninth level? At least three years, right? I might as well just become a couple with my good disciple forever!"

"Hey, hey, that's my sister!"

"Heh... I don't even know how many times I've slept with her, why would I care about that?"

Yan Ziming: "..."

After a moment, Mu Mu calmed down and hugged Yan Ziming from behind, her voice filled with intense emotion: "I'll wait for you."

"Hmm." Yan Ziming tightly grasped her hand that was hanging down in front of her, strengthened his resolve, and an idea that she had never considered before popped into his mind.

"However, your dear sister will have to suffer for you during this time~~"

"......"

Wow, that's a lot of work!

...........

"Qianxue!"

Yan Ziming rushed into the house, and as soon as she opened the door, Ye Qianxue pounced on her, throwing herself into her arms and burying her face in her chest, acting coquettishly.

"Big sister~~"

"Your injuries are all healed?"

"Yes, it's completely healed."

Ye Qianxue lifted the clothes at her waist, revealing porcelain-like skin that was soft, supple, and fair, showing no signs of injury.

You know, when Yan Ziming saw her sister injured before, the amount of bleeding made her heart ache. But she recovered in such a short time. Does that mean the bloodline of the dragon is really domineering?

Si Mo leaped up and landed on Ye Qianxue's head like a hat, showing no signs of being a mother.

She reached out and pushed Ye Qianxue's cheeks together, saying smugly:

"This is just the beginning. Just wait and see. After a while, she might be able to fight against mutated species of the same level with just her physical strength."

Ye Qianxue had only recently awakened the Si Mo bloodline, and the dragon blood flowing through her body was continuously improving her physical attributes.

Given time, when Ye Qianxue grows to the eighth level, her spatial ability, combined with her dragon-like physical attributes, might allow her to ascend to the throne of the next 'uncrowned queen'.

However, Yan Ziming felt that something was amiss...

Doesn't that mean that if they want to have sex in the future, neither she nor Mu Mu will be able to control Ye Qianxue?

No, we need to brainwash him on this point, and we also need to train our obedient disciple into a proper little ball of fluff...

Mu Mu was already planning it out in her mind, and Ye Qianxue shivered for no reason.

Yan Ziming thoroughly enjoyed this heartwarming scene and said, "Anyway... well, let's each take some time to tidy up first."

After such a fierce battle, they all need to rest properly.

"it is good."

"Then I'll go back to my room."

Liu Mengxian and Mu Mu went into their own rooms one after the other. Ye Qianxue also saw how hard Yan Ziming had fought on the live TV broadcast, and wisely decided to go back.

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