Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

Chapter 61: A Restrained and Forbearing Kiss

After the silver-haired woman Yin Shanshan stopped making an offer, no one else made an offer.

Everyone seems to think that the current price is indeed a bit high.

Yin Shanshan clenched her hands, and her fingers turned slightly white from being clenched.

Her face had an ugly expression.

"Make some arrangements and quickly find out who that person is?" She asked coldly. Why was Yan Ange still haunting her?

Seeing that no one was bidding anymore, Yaer tapped the auction hammer gently and smiled gently and charmingly towards Su Chaoxi.

The owner of this treasure was determined.

"Then congratulations to this fellow Taoist."

"You don't actually have to do this for me." Yan Angge felt complicated when he heard that Su Chaoxi had successfully bought his former defensive vestments.

I feel happy, but also feel indebted.

"I can't afford such an expensive price." Yan Ange smiled bitterly and gently clenched her slender hands.

"I'm giving this to you, senior sister. I want you to like me to death." Su Chaoxi joked and patted her shoulder gently.

"Humph, no way." Yan Ange snorted proudly. "I hate you the most, you idiot."

Su Chaoxi chuckled, feeling the gazes coming from all directions.

"Senior Sister, I'm going to be famous now." Su Chaoxi sighed.

As a former saint with rich combat experience, Yan Ange naturally noticed it.

Su Chaoxi's actions are bound to make the journey ahead uneasy.

In the face of the temptation of interests, even the identity of the Qinglan Sect could not prevent them from taking risks.

"Don't show off your wealth. You've already shown off all of it. Let's take your things and leave." Yan Angge took Su Chaoxi's hand.

"Okay, let's do this while they still can't figure out my background." Su Chaoxi also stood up, led by the monk who had been waiting in the morning.

Go and get back the goods you purchased.

Seeing that the little god of wealth Su Chaoxi was about to leave, Yaer apologized and temporarily left.

Another tall woman with long legs and a high-slit white dress took over as host of the auction.

Yaer stretched out her slender hand and gently placed the misty, snow-white silk dress and the remaining spirit stones in Su Chaoxi's hand.

A pair of tender eyes looked at the two of them: "I guess this robe must be given to Su Zhenchuan's sister."

"Sister is so lucky." Yaer's face was full of envy and admiration for Su Chaoxi.

"The King of Ancheng is indeed worthy of his reputation, as he was able to find out my identity so quickly." Su Chaoxi took the robe and placed it in Yan Angge's hand.

"The main thing is Su Zhen's biography, which is more distinctive." Yaer smiled charmingly. This socialite never forgot to exude charm in her every move.

"Are there characteristics for those at a lower level?" Su Chaoxi became more and more certain that the path she was practicing was that of charm.

"No, it's just that you look very handsome." Yaer covered her red lips lightly and praised.

"Thank you, goodbye." Su Chaoxi turned and was about to leave.

Yaer's voice sounded behind him.

"Su Zhenchuan, you two should be more careful when you go back."

"I have received news that there may be some daring people who will attack you two."

Su Chaoxi stopped and looked at Yaer calmly. "Guifang, are you going to attack us?"

"Of course not, but if you two need help, Lingheju welcomes you at any time. We are willing to establish this good relationship." Yaer quickly denied, looking at Su Chaoxi with spring in her eyes.

Seeing Yan Angge and the other two leave, Yin Shanshan naturally had no mood to stay.

She came to the auction this time for the Blood Demon Spirit.

When Blood Sword monks absorb it, it can speed up the condensation of blood and energy and enhance their combat capabilities.

She chose to leave behind two of her junior brothers and sisters, and used the spirit stones to buy the item.

And she herself was going to meet Yan Ange.

In the sect, Yan Angge always acts like a coward and she has no way to deal with him.

Today, seeing her outside the sect, she will definitely not give up.

"Senior Sister, where are we going now?" The two of them mounted their horses again.

Su Chaoxi caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and saw Yan Angge carefully touching the defensive robe with his hand and then putting it into the storage ring.

"You're not wearing it now? I'd really like to see it." Su Chaoxi asked.

"Let's wait for a chance." Yan Ange's voice became a little gentle, and she turned around and looked at him.

"Would you like to go somewhere with me?"

"It's still early, I'm fine with it. You know, most of the time, Master lets me do whatever I want." Su Chaoxi nodded.

"Aren't you worried about that woman's warning?" Yan Ange pulled off her veil, revealing her cold and beautiful face.

By doing this, perhaps she wanted Su Chaoxi to know that her beauty was far superior to that of the coquettish woman named Yaer.

"Are you afraid, Senior Sister?" Seeing Yan Ange's beautiful face under the veil, and her sexy and soft red lips.

Su Chaoxi subconsciously turned her head away. The two of them were so close that it seemed that there was only a kiss distance between them.

"I'm not afraid." Yan Ange shook his head.

Then she repeated what happened that day and looked at Su Chaoxi with her beautiful eyes.

The next second, she kissed him on the lips as if possessed by a ghost.

"Thank you."

Yan Ange's kiss was restrained and forbearing, and there was a heat between his cold lips that could melt each other.

This is different from Ye Qingyue's kiss. Ye Qingyue's kiss is more stimulating and challenging.

Her kiss was full of aggression and vitality, trying to conquer Su Chaoxi or be conquered by Su Chaoxi.

A little immaturity contains ambition.

After their lips parted, Yan Ange put on her veil again as if shy, hiding her desired emotions beneath the veil.

As if in this way, she could deceive herself.

"Come on, then you should accompany me." Her voice trembled slightly, becoming less cold and more expectant.

She had never thought that one day she would take the initiative to kiss a man.

At that time, no male monk could catch her eye.

"Yeah, okay." As the horse started moving, Su Chaoxi held Yan Angge's slender waist in a daze, which made the cold woman's body tremble slightly again.

"Don't touch me." Her tone was shy, and there was a hint of reluctance.

The horses galloped out of the market, and the two of them remained silent.

As the two left, the two teams followed quietly.

One group was composed of the daring criminals that Yaer had told us about. They were planning to rob people, and even the Qinglan Sect could not scare them.

The other team is led by Yin Shanshan, who wants to settle accounts with Yan Angge.

Watching the two leave, Yaer stood behind one of them and said respectfully, "Sir, should we send someone to keep them?"

"Maybe that kid still has top-grade spirit stones in his pocket?"

"Just follow me. I don't want to mess with that crazy woman." The adult walked into the shadows, his tone calm.

Chapter 62: Fighting

The direction the horse was galloping was the border of Cangzhou.

After crossing the river ahead, you will reach the territory of Anzhou.

Senior sister is going to take him to Anzhou.

"Have you been to Anzhou?" Yan Angge asked softly, looking at the hills not far away.

"Really not." Su Chaoxi replied. "As far as I can remember, I have always stayed in Cangzhou."

"Yeah, you find it difficult to even do the sect trial, so how could you be willing to leave Cangzhou?" The horse under his feet crossed the river, and its hooves splashed water.

"Sister, are you coming to Anzhou to meet someone?" Su Chaoxi listened to the sound of flowing water in the river.

"Secret, you just need to stay with me." Yan Ange stopped the horse.

"It's time to clean up the bugs following us." Yan Ange drew out her Spine Sword. Unlike the other blood swords with flawless white blades, her Spine Sword was covered with black and red blood threads.

Looks seductive and beautiful.

She turned over and got off the horse, the bones on the spine sword moved, and the river breeze blew her long hair slightly.

Behind them, there appeared about a dozen masked monks with the crystal foundation. They looked different and came with great momentum.

"Two Qinglan Sect immortals, we are only here to rob people of their wealth and do not wish to hurt anyone."

"It's not easy for a casual cultivator to practice, so please be merciful and reward us with some spirit stones." The leader was a casual cultivator in the middle stage of crystallization, and both of his hands had been replaced with the claws of the monster beast, the sharp-clawed tiger.

"I will be grateful for your respect in the future."

"Even the Qinglan Sect dares to rob, I'm afraid you'll have the life to rob but not the life to spend it?" Su Chaoxi got off the horse and just opened his mouth.

Yan Angge had already started moving, and Su Chaoxi seemed to see the appearance of the blood-stained sword in white again.

In just one breath, the Spine Sword left more than a dozen blood-white sword marks, and flowers of death blossomed on the necks of the masked monks.

Blood splattered and dripped into the river.

Only three crystallization monks were left among the ten people, and the rest of the foundation-building monks fell into the river one by one, without even having time to make any defense.

The leading crystal martial artist instantly transformed into a beast, and his claws became even longer and sharper, barely blocking Yan Angge's attack.

Another crystal monk was studying poisons. He used the poisonous gas surrounding the poison to create a thin protective wall on his skin.

He screamed in pain and barely managed to avoid being killed instantly.

The weakest crystal masked monk is skilled in controlling corpses and is not good at defense.

Before he could release the corpse, his two arms were cut off instantly.

With only one breath left, he fell into the water and wailed.

"Damn it, aren't they all foundation-building cultivators?"

His wailing made the martial arts cultivator feel uneasy. He exchanged glances with the poison cultivator and instantly lost the desire to fight.

I wanted to escape immediately and practice cultivation. As long as I was alive, I would be a victory.

Without waiting for Yan Ange to finish him off, Su Chaoxi took the initiative to chase after him, using the Qingyun Liuying Step from the Qingyun Art, and his speed suddenly increased.

Before the poison cultivator could react, he drew out the ancient sword and stabbed it into his back steadily, accurately and fiercely.

Many poisonous creatures naturally gathered together and tried to protect their master.

However, it was easily melted by the golden light emitted by the sword, and Su Chaoxi pierced the body of the poison cultivator so easily.

The poison cultivator fell to the ground, and densely packed poisonous creatures began to release poison gas to protect their master.

At the same time, it gathered on his wounds, repairing them with poison.

That scene is enough to make people with trypophobia suffer.

Su Chaoxi didn't say much and drew his sword again.

Kill the poison cultivator completely before he can even utter a word of begging for mercy.

Now that martial artist is the only one left, Su Chaoxi wants to try his luck with this cultivator with extremely high physical strength.

His speed suddenly increased again, and at the same time he used the power of time to slightly slow down the fleeing martial artist.

He appeared in front of the fleeing martial artist.

"Fellow Daoist, Immortal, I admit defeat. I hope you will be magnanimous." The martial artist begged for mercy and suddenly jumped up. His long claws seemed to be able to easily tear open Su Chaoxi's chest.