Star Martial Soaring Cloud

Yan Zixi's words were straightforward and bold, carrying a blatant attempt to win him over.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have already been bewitched by this naturally alluring woman, but Wang Xiao remained calm, the smile on her lips unchanged, and said lightly, "Miss Yan may look down on me, but how come you look down on yourself too? Seeing a fairy belittle herself, my heart aches with pity!"

Wang Xiao naturally understood the hidden meaning in Yan Zixi's words.

His self-deprecating remarks, rhetorical question, and exclamation were a flawless rebuttal.

I just gave in to your offer of allegiance like that. Would you dare use someone who surrenders so easily? Would you even consider using them? What value does someone like that even have?

Upon hearing this, Yan Zixi's eyes flashed with surprise.

She has always been confident in her charm.

Over the years, no matter where she went or what kind of man she faced, as long as she used a little trickery, those men would be infatuated with her and completely at her mercy.

Yet this young man before her remained so calm and composed in the face of her blatant flirting, even managing to handle the situation with ease and without losing ground in the slightest.

This composure is truly rare.

Her interest in him intensified.

"Young Master Wang is so boring." She feigned anger, pouting her cherry lips slightly, looking charming and endearing, with a touch of girlish naiveté. "People have come all this way to see you, and you just shut them out like this?"

An unintentional raising of the arm and twisting of the waist made the scenery in front of her even more alluring.

Below her jade-like neck was a bottomless ravine, as if it could steal away all the thoughts and spirits of the world and bury them within it.

Two clumps of snow could be vaguely seen, and I wanted to take another look, but my view was just right to be blocked.

This hazy, elusive appearance is most alluring and can evoke endless imagination.

Wang Xiao smiled, ignoring her response, and instead changed the subject, his tone teasing: "Miss Yan, are you sure you want to talk to me like this? I'm not wearing anything, aren't you afraid... I'll take advantage of you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zixi not only did not back down, but moved even closer. Wang Xiao could even feel the warm breath she exhaled from her lips.

She smiled radiantly, her voice alluring and seductive: "What are you afraid of? If Young Master Wang wants to take advantage, then come on. I want to see whether you take advantage of me or I take advantage of you."

The witch is truly a natural beauty.

Before Wang Xiao could react, she quickly got up, took a half step back, and lay lazily on a flat rock by the hot spring.

The soft moonlight bathed her, making her exquisite figure appear even more graceful and slender.

She gently raised her fair wrist, her sleeve slipped down, revealing a section of her snow-white arm. Her slender fingers lightly brushed aside the strands of hair that fell down her back. Every movement exuded charm and captivated the heart.

"Young Master Wang, you just said you didn't want to get involved in our sisters' fight," she said softly, her tone still gentle and alluring. "Then... what if I gave you a reason that would force you to get involved?"

Wang Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? What's the reason?"

Yan Zixi did not answer directly, but smiled slightly: "The night is long, doesn't Young Master Wang find it a little boring? Why don't you let Zixi dance for you?"

Before she finished speaking, she lightly raised her jade-like arm, spun around, and began to dance gracefully, her figure becoming even more elegant.

Above the hot spring, steam rises and white mist swirls.

Her body swayed gently, her dance graceful and agile, every movement just right, neither overly flamboyant nor restrained, perfectly complementing the moonlight, the mist, and the hot spring water.

On the shore of the hot spring, under the clear moonlight, amidst this dreamlike sea of ​​mist, she danced gracefully.

This dance is none other than her famous "The Startled Swan".

Her figure was graceful, her dance steps were light, and her gossamer-thin gauze skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming rosy cloud slowly unfolding in the mist.

The dance moves were sometimes as gentle as water, sometimes as unrestrained as fire, sometimes as subtle as the moon, and sometimes as flamboyant as the sunset. Every turn and every glance was full of charm, captivating the audience.

As she danced, the steam from the hot spring grew increasingly dense, intertwining with the moonlight to transform into a dreamlike sea of ​​mist.

Within the mist, faint glimmers of silver light could be seen, like countless tiny stars scattered across the earth.

Yan Zixi swayed gracefully amidst the starlight and mist, her beauty breathtaking and almost too stunning to look at directly.

Immediately, she lightly touched the rocks with her toes, her body transforming into a swan skimming the water, and leaped into the hot spring.

The moment it entered the water, it splashed up a sky full of water droplets, which flew everywhere and suddenly turned into large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate, hitting the water surface and creating circles of fine ripples, spreading out layers of light.

Suddenly, thousands of water droplets were drawn by an invisible force and suspended in mid-air. The clear light reflected off the water droplets, refracting them into shimmering light. In the misty air, countless graceful figures of hers were reflected, some real, some illusory, some hazy, making it impossible to distinguish which was real and which was an illusion.

She twirled and danced in the water, her skirt billowing as she slowly turned, creating layers of splashes.

The hot spring water soaked her gauze dress, the thin fabric clinging to her body and perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure, yet the shimmering water added a hazy veil, making her alluring and alluring.

Crystalline water droplets clung to her fair skin, sliding down her smooth forehead, across her pert nose, over her soft cherry lips, down her slender neck, into the hollow of her collarbone, and then disappearing into the depths of her clothes. Each droplet seemed to possess an alluring magic, stirring the most primal desires in one's heart.

Her jade-like feet tread lightly on the water, stirring up tiny splashes. Her waist twists gently, her figure is graceful and alluring. Even the way she raises her hand to splash the water exudes a captivating charm.

This performance of "The Startled Swan" perfectly captures the splendor of China and all its captivating charm.

Her gaze remained fixed on Wang Xiao, her peach blossom eyes misty with tears, as if silently telling a story, or silently inviting something. Her eyes were full of charm as they moved.

Wang Xiao leaned quietly against the hot spring, his gaze fixed on her.

His face remained outwardly calm, but his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

His gaze involuntarily followed her every movement, her graceful figure in the water, her snow-white skin faintly visible beneath the shimmering water, and her captivating eyes.

He could clearly feel a primal desire surging wildly within him.

The desire burned his reason like a raging fire, assaulting his self-control and making him almost lose control of himself.

He took a deep breath, desperately trying to suppress the restlessness within him, but the desire surged in like a tide, wave after wave, impossible to control.

He could feel that a certain part of his body was changing uncontrollably.

Beneath the surface, the sharp sword has already quietly raised its head.

Yan Zixi's dance moves became faster and more unrestrained. Her figure appeared and disappeared in the mist and water, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, as if she were one with the world, or as if she might be carried away by the wind at any moment and turn into a wisp of smoke.

Her gaze toward Wang Xiao held a mixture of amusement, coquettishness, and a hint of barely perceptible smugness.

She knew she had achieved her goal.

This man, despite his remarkable self-control, ultimately couldn't resist her dance moves.

But at this very moment—

Wang Xiao suddenly stood up!

The water surface exploded with a roar, splashing water everywhere!

His murderous aura suddenly erupted, so condensed as to be almost tangible, sweeping across the entire hot spring valley like a cold wave, instantly shattering the enchanting atmosphere of the valley!

"What is your relationship with the Xuanyuan family?"

Wang Xiao's voice was icy cold, each word like a judgment from the depths of hell, every syllable carrying a chilling killing intent.