Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Yun Qianxun gritted her teeth, glanced at Murong Wei, then looked at Xiao Lingyun, who was restrained at the edge of the cliff, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She slowly lowered her longsword and said in a deep voice, "Fine, we'll turn around. If you dare to try anything..."

Xie Xiaoyi's voice carried a mocking tone, as if he had gone mad: "Don't worry, when I, Xie Xiaoyi, am wearing this black coat, I always keep my word."

Yun Qianxun frowned, turned around first, and straightened her back.

Murong Wei trembled with anger. Although she was filled with resentment, her senior brother's life was the most important thing. So she turned around and kept her hand gripping the sword tightly.

Just as the two turned around, a cold glint flashed in Xie Xiaoyi's eyes.

With a sudden burst of power, his right leg slammed into the ground in a powerful "Dragon Tail Sweep" motion, using the recoil to...

With a "whoosh," he flashed behind the two women, his hand moving with lightning speed, swiftly and accurately striking their Dazhui acupoints on the back of their necks.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With two soft sounds, the two men froze, their internal energy instantly stagnating, and they could no longer muster any strength in their hands and feet. The longsword clattered to the ground.

Yun Qianxun and Murong Wei felt numb all over, their strength receding like a receding tide, and they staggered and fell to the ground.

For a moment, he couldn't even stand up; he could only grit his teeth and force out eight words:

"Despicable, shameless, and untrustworthy."

Murong Wei then angrily cursed, "Xie Xiaoyi! You despicable scoundrel! Liar!"

You clearly promised us that you would leave as soon as we turned around and let our senior brother go!

With a wave of his hand, Xie Xiaoyi took off his black coat in a flash.

"I mean, when I was wearing this coat, I always kept my word, but not anymore, so I can go back on my word now."

Yun Qianxun frowned slightly, her clear voice turning cold and icy:

"Clothes are external things, but integrity is the foundation of one's character. If you abandon integrity, how are you any different from a beast with fur and horns?"

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly upon hearing this, and in the instant he lowered his head, his gaze met Yun Qianxun's clear, cold eyes, as deep as an icy pool—

His lips were pale with anger, but his face was unusually clean.

Her eyebrows resembled the ridges of distant mountains, and the corners of her eyes were like the hooks of a cold moon. She exuded an aura of being untouched by worldly affairs.

This look was more alluring than Murong Wei's stubbornness when she was crying, and more to his liking than any woman he had ever met.

After this incident, the evil fire in Xie Xiaoyi's dantian exploded all over his body with a "boom".

The burning sensation made his limbs and bones feel tight, and the evil energy entered his brain, so he couldn't care about anything else.

He reached back and lifted the black coat, draping it over Yun Qianxun like a net.

Black fabric wrapped around her plain white clothes, tightening her slender waist as well.

Upon seeing this, Murong Wei recalled her previous unbearable experiences and burst into tears.

"Xie Xiaoyi, release my senior sister!"

Xie Xiaoyi glanced at her and suddenly stopped.

Why did I risk my life to save her?

She wouldn't have died if she hadn't saved her master, Hua Tianyi. Now she's starting to bully her senior sister.

He shook his head, and another internal struggle began in his mind.

......

Xie Mo: Stop! Xie Xiaoyi, you can't do this!

Xie Xiaoyi: I've been thinking about Yun Qianxun for a long time. Don't you miss her? Don't you often think about her temperament, like the Little Dragon Girl from your previous world?

Xie Mo: No! We've gone mad with greed; we can't be so shameless.

Xie Xiaoyi: You used to envy the "Dragon Knight", tonight I'll let you be the Cloud Knight, how about it?

Xie Mo: I'm not that despicable. I'm not like you.

Xie Xiaoyi: Fool, stop fooling yourself, I am you, and you are me...

......

"Let's go, Yun Qianxun!"

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly, his palm gripping the back of Yun Qianxun's neck. Ignoring her struggles, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms.

With a light touch of his toes on the rocks at the edge of the cliff, he dashed off into the depths of the valley.

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out behind her: "Senior Sister Yun!—"

The voice was filled with terror and helplessness, mixed with Xiao Lingyun's muffled curses, like a poisoned needle piercing the night wind.

Xie Xiaoyi's figure, shrouded in that pure white, had already disappeared into the dark clouds deep in the valley.

The wind whistled in her ears, and although Yun Qianxun felt warm on her body, her heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave. Her black clothes were wrapped too tightly around her.

"Xie Xiaoyi, if you dare to lay a finger on me, the entire Kunlun sect will grind you to dust and condemn you to eternal damnation."

These words, spoken lightly, sounded like a joke to Xie Xiaoyi.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Murong Wei said the same thing a year ago."

"You...you are not allowed to mention my junior sister again."

"Yes, let's not talk about her. This is a good time for us, why bring her up and spoil the mood?"

"You are despicable and shameless!"

"Can't you Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect curse anymore? Your despicable and shameless remarks are so tiresome, I'm sick of hearing them."

He kept going, speeding along the rugged mountain path, causing Yun Qianxun to frown from the jolting motion...

Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head, his nose brushing against her temple, his tone both playful and arrogant:

"Don't worry, I'm much stronger than before. I can demonstrate a new, amazing skill I've learned to you."

Yun Qianxun turned her head to avoid his nose brushing against hers. "Does this unorthodox and evil skill deserve the title of 'divine skill'?"

"Whether it's amazing or not, you'll find out in a bit."

Xie Xiaoyi continued running wildly until he burst into the depths of the valley, where he stopped in a sheltered cliff cave.

He pinned Yun Qianxun against the cold stone wall, freeing up some space. With a forceful tug, he tore a rough strip of cloth from the black clothes covering her.

Before Yun Qianxun could struggle, he grabbed both ends of the cloth strip and roughly blindfolded her.

"What are you doing?"

Yun Qianxun's voice remained cold, but the unease of having her eyes covered made her subconsciously tense her back.

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled evilly, ripped off the human skin mask from her face, and then gently stroked the edge of the blindfold with his fingertips, as if admiring a rare treasure.

"I'm afraid you'll see something you shouldn't under the moonlight, and that it will taint your snow-white eyes."

Yun Qianxun turned her head away from his fingertips, her tears breaking free from the bindings of the fabric and sliding down her temples.

"Xie Xiaoyi, good will prevail over evil, you will die a horrible death!"

"A terrible death? Haha, from now on, I'm the evil one, and you're the good one!"

"Xie Xiaoyi, please...please let me go, okay?"

As the night deepened, Xie Xiaoyi could no longer suppress the demonic energy in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed directly at Yun Qianxun's waist belt.

Her hair was disheveled, her steps faltered, and her silk robe was torn, revealing her fragrant cheeks.

The cold moon secretly watched her disheveled appearance, tears silently wetting her clothes.

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