Seeing the expression on Shi Yan's face, Shi Ya's heart started racing, and she clenched her hands tightly around the girl's clothes.

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Waiting at the entrance of Yinghua City, biting her lip, Qin Suhuai watched as one frivolous man after another left.

Yinghua City... or rather, the "Immortal Cultivation Hall" behind Yinghua City. Why would such a powerful being be dispatched to a place like Nanjun City?

Is it because of what the teacher said?

Qin Suhuai felt it was somewhat impossible, but... her intuition told her otherwise.

Even now, recalling those dark eyes still sends chills down Qin Suhuai's spine.

magic.

No... that's something far more terrifying than a demon.

Is that kind of thing really controllable?

Pat pat—

Her pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

A girl in a white dress suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

They won't admit they're wrong.

She looked exactly like that dark monster from before.

But... she was wearing a white dress.

Beneath the swaying long skirt, a pool of captivating white skin would be faintly revealed, and a pair of delicate, milky white toes would touch the ground, with white bandages wrapped around their ankles.

Unlike that black monster, she didn't have a terrifying aura and wouldn't overwhelm Qin Suhuai with just a glance.

She... only has the cultivation level of "Nascent Soul Realm Level 1".

But, but! Every inch of Qin Suhuai's body seemed to be crying out in sorrow.

That girl walking straight towards me is far more dangerous than that dark monster!

In the blink of an eye... Yunyi had already walked up to Qin Suhuai.

She bowed to Qin Suhuai, "Miss Qin—"

Qin Suhuai's body was stiff, as if she were about to draw her sword, the sword at her waist ready to be drawn at any moment.

"Jiaoxianfang..."

Upon hearing that name, Yunyi's eyes suddenly blinked.

That was the power that, in the eyes of all the major forces, had spread the Jiaofangsi and Yinghuashi throughout the Nine Provinces.

Jiaoxianfang, Jiaoxianfang.

It is a terrifying existence that can even subdue immortals.

"I am Yunyi—" Yunyi looked at Qin Suhuai and stretched out her hand to him. A storage ring lay there quietly.

"Master Shi Yan left in too much of a hurry..."

"This is something we found on that demonic cultivator."

"I hope Miss Qin can pass this on to Master Shiyan."

The change in art style was so sudden that Qin Suhuai didn't even have time to react.

Master...Master Yan! ? ? ?

Moreover, the girl's respectful demeanor was completely genuine.

She stiffly took the ring from Yunyi's hand, and without giving Qin Suhuai a chance to say another word, Yunyi turned around and disappeared from the spot.

Qin Suhuai remained frozen in the gesture of extending her hand.

And...she just said...Shi Yan left in too much of a hurry?

Why didn't I see it even though I waited until dawn?

She had been paying attention to the entire outskirts of Yinghua City... Wait a minute!? Recalling how Shi Yan left the Shi family, Qin Suhuai suddenly realized.

She rushed back to the Shi family home, and then... the moment she pushed open the gate to Shiya Courtyard, she heard the familiar voices of Shiyan and Shiya.

His expression suddenly went blank.

Qin Suhuai's face flushed instantly.

Part 195 The Demonic Sect of Love – Wen Rumu & Wen Ruya [3K words per chapter]

The little Pixiu, restless and always wanting to peek inside his clothes to see what kind of situation Shi Jiuzhou was, was hiding behind him.

In Shi Yan's courtyard, the girls sat upright.

One on the left and one on the right... Xiaxia and Shiya each occupied the two positions closest to Shiyan, the two women of different ages displaying their charm.

Actually, Shiya isn't that old.

She was even slightly younger than Qin Suhuai, but in this world of cultivation, such a small age difference really didn't matter.

However, both Xia Xia and Qin Suhuai were among those who broke through to the next level very early.

Xiaxia, in particular, even seemed somewhat childish.

In contrast, Shi Ya appears elegant, dignified, charming, and alluring.

Xiaxia hugged Shiyan's right arm as if she wanted to embed it into her own bosom, her lips pouting so much they could hang an oil bottle on them.

Two more!

Xiaxia counted on her fingers.

If this continues, all the girls around my sister will be old enough to play football.

But what could she do?

On one side is Aunt Ya Ya, who has always been very kind to her and has been taking care of her and her sister ever since her mother left.

On the other side... Damn it! We can't beat them!

Xiaxia glared at Qin Suhuai, who was sitting across the stone table.

If you could kill someone with your eyes, Qin Suhuai would have been stabbed to death by Xia Xia's gaze countless times by now.

Behind Shi Yan, Bai Xiaoxiao was dressed properly, a rare sight for her, wearing a black and white dress and apron that Qin Suhuai had never seen before.

Beneath the short, fluffy skirt was a pair of dark silk stockings that Qin Suhuai found rather strange and alluring, clinging tightly to her skin and subtly revealing her flesh color.

Qin Suhuai had heard of those socks.

My junior sister once wore it and asked me if it looked good.

What are they called... stockings?

Behind Bai Xiaoxiao, a large, snow-white tail wagged uneasily.

The little white fox bounced around behind Bai Xiaoxiao, like a catgirl being teased by a cat toy, pouncing on Bai Xiaoxiao's tail again and again.

At this point... Shi Yan's left and right hands, legs, and the space behind him had all been occupied.

Even within that snow-white prison, a jade sword was deeply embedded, almost losing consciousness.

Only Snow Dance, hugging her knees, squatted to the side, drawing circles on the edge of the flowerpot.

"I'm not envious..."

"I'm not envious at all..."

However... she looked at Shi Yan's chest.

The hands that were drawing circles in the fine snow were trembling.

"I'm not envious..."

"right--"

"I'm not envious at all, I'm just sour... so sour my teeth are about to fall out."

But... she was able to understand.

Compared to the gentle and soft nature of that swordswoman, he was a block of stubborn, unmelting ice, the kind that would make Master Shiyan shiver if it touched him.

The Dance of Fine Snow was incredibly envious.

Across the stone table, Qin Suhuai tightly gripped her skirt with her right hand.

Having resolved the matter of the escaped demonic cultivators, it's time for her to return to the Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

But... Qin Suhuai's left hand was lightly clenched over her heart.

A heart yearning for swordsmanship surges.

Just looking at Shi Yan and Shi Ya reminds me of what happened yesterday.

His eyes seemed a little unfocused.

Mingming... Shi Yan had promised him that after dealing with that demonic cultivator and witch, he would help him sharpen his sword.

However, Qin Suhuai looked at Xiaxia, who was pouting and looking at her.

Faced with that kind of gaze from the girl, Qin Suhuai really didn't know how to start the conversation.

Moreover, she hadn't really played any role in the incident involving the demonic cultivator and the witch. In fact... she was scared away by that dark monster with just a glance.

Yes.

Even though she had seen Yunyi, even though so much time had passed, Qin Suhuai still felt a pang of unease and a sense of unease when she recalled the eyes she had seen behind the whirlpool.

Unlike the white-clad girl who later gave him the ring.

That guy... is the real 'dangerous person'.

She reached out her hand.

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