Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

Wang Xiaoke looked at Luo He's hesitation and felt a little touched. She knew that Luo He had always valued and cared about her, and her feelings for him had long been buried deep in her heart.

It was an indescribable emotion, which included both the care of a senior sister for her junior brother and a deeper attachment.

"Luo He, you don't have to thank me." Wang Xiaoke's voice was still gentle, but her eyes held a hint of determination. She took a step forward, raised her hand slightly, and touched Luo He's forehead with her fingertips. The warm touch seemed to instantly connect their hearts.

Luo He felt her touch and his heart trembled slightly, but that trembling was not due to the invasion of demonic energy, but an indescribable warmth and tranquility.

The moment the two looked at each other, it seemed as if all the words were condensed in this touch.

"Now you have succeeded in your cultivation," Wang Xiaoke's voice broke the silence. His voice was as soft as the wind, but with a hint of complex emotions.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes, "You don't have to restrain your demonic energy anymore."

A touching blush slowly appeared on Wang Xiaoke's cheeks. The red color was like cherry blossoms in early spring, quietly blooming on her snow-white skin.

She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, hiding the fluctuations in her eyes. Her shy look was filled with a rare sense of weakness, completely different from her usual heroic self.

Luo He looked at her, and somewhere in his heart was quietly touched, and that soft feeling seemed to gradually spread.

"I feel like I was also affected by some demonic energy just now..."

Wang Xiaoke paused, a barely perceptible hesitation in her voice. Her blush deepened, revealing an almost crystalline beauty that made her appear gentle and charming.

Luo He's heart tightened when he heard this, and he stepped forward immediately, his concern evident in his words. He grabbed Wang Xiaoke's hand, his eyes full of worry: "Affected? Are you feeling unwell?"

He quickly released a trace of perception and carefully explored her body, fearing that she might be affected by his practice or the fluctuation of demonic energy.

However, his perception told him that there was no residual demonic energy in Wang Xiaoke's body and everything was normal.

But her body seemed to be a little hot, and the surface of her skin was slightly burning. This made Luo He a little confused - what was going on?

"Are you... okay?" he asked softly, his eyes still filled with deep worry.

Wang Xiaoke's face flushed even more, her shy expression becoming even more captivating. She bit her lower lip, as if mustering immense courage, and said slowly, "Will you help me resolve... the influence of the demonic energy?"

Her voice was soft and subtle, but every word was like a pebble dropped into a lake, stirring up waves in Luo He's heart. He was stunned, unable to process her meaning for a moment.

"Help you...solve it?" Luo He repeated her words, as if savoring the meaning.

The blush on Wang Xiaoke's face gradually spread to her ears, and even her neck was stained with a light pink, making her look delicate and charming.

She raised her head and gently met Luo He's gaze. There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, but also an expectation that could not be concealed.

At that moment, her thoughts were already exposed. She did not continue to hide them, but conveyed her emotions to Luo He with her actions and eyes.

Luo He suddenly realized what she meant, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He had never thought that Wang Xiaoke would express her emotions and needs so directly, and her shy and forbearing appearance made him feel pity and love in his heart.

Wang Xiaoke took a deep breath, as if gathering courage for his bold words.

She gently stroked her chest with her hand, her eyes filled with a kind of desire and uneasiness that was hard to conceal: "When you were practicing just now... the demonic energy affected my mind. I... I feel a little... not quite right now."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if every word weighed heavily on her heart, difficult yet with a touch of touching shyness.

Luo He looked at her, and his heart was filled with tenderness. Wang Xiaoke had always been such a strong and decisive person, but now she showed such a delicate look in front of him.

That contradictory feeling gave rise to an unprecedented emotion in Luo He's heart. He knew that she was not really affected by the demonic energy, but because the feelings between them became more and more clear and distinct at this moment.

He gently embraced Wang Xiaoke in his arms, his movements gentle yet full of strength. Her body was still slightly hot, as if some emotion was burning inside her. Luo He looked down at her blushing face, his heart softening.

"Senior Sister." Luo He said softly, his voice low and firm. His hand touched her shoulder, his fingertips gently sliding across her skin, with a warm touch.

This is not the time to use words, but actions.

"Just call me Xiaoke."

Wang Xiaoke raised her head, her eyes flickering slightly. A shy smile appeared on her lips, but her eyes were filled with deep affection and dependence. She slowly closed her eyes, waiting for Luo He's response.

"Xiao Ke!" Luo He shouted.

Wang Xiaoke's body trembled slightly, and the blush on her face became more intense, but she still did not retreat.

She nodded gently, as if responding to Luo He's words. At that moment, the two of them seemed to be truly intertwined with each other, without any barriers or distance between them.

Luo He gently lifted her face and met her eyes. Their auras blended together, as if they were the only two left in the world.

Chapter 145: A Space-Shaking Confrontation

Wang Xiaoke closed her eyes slightly, sniffed, and her breathing became rapid.

Luo He gently put his arms around her waist, then stepped forward and kissed her.

"Gu...Hmm~"

Wang Xiaoke's chest heaved violently, and she opened her mouth slightly.

In this warm atmosphere, Wang Xiaoke's body exuded a scorching heat, as if flames were running under her skin.

She has a special physique, and her whole body looks like it has been burned by the sun, emitting an intoxicating fragrance. The scent is like that of blooming jasmine, which is both refreshing and seems to carry a hint of gentle temptation.

Luo He stood in front of her, feeling the hot breath coming like a tide, and his heart was surging.

His ancient dragon power was resurfacing, and the blood in his body surged like a surging river. Every bit of his strength was gathering momentum for the coming fierce battle, like a sleeping dragon about to break free from its cocoon and charge between heaven and earth.

"Then I will take action." Luo He said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Wang Xiaoke nodded gently, her chest heaving violently, and she said coquettishly, "Don't think I'll lose to you!"

Wang Xiaoke bit her lip lightly, a hint of provocation laced in her tone. Her voice was firm, but she felt uneasy deep down, as if the provocation concealed some emotion she couldn't articulate.

As soon as she finished speaking, her heartbeat unexpectedly accelerated and her cheeks became slightly hot.

Wang Xiaoke tried her best to control her emotions and look fearless. But as Luo He approached, she became increasingly nervous, and her body seemed to be pulled by some invisible force.

Luo He gradually grew bigger in front of her, and the aura on his body swept over her in an instant like a mountain torrent.

Wang Xiaoke bit her lips tightly, trying to hide her inner trembling, but she still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At this moment, Luo He's body touched her, and Wang Xiaoke suddenly felt as if struck by lightning. Her body trembled unconsciously, and the feeling of touch spread throughout her body like fire in an instant.

She had never experienced such a feeling before, warm and exciting, like a deer beating wildly in her heart. The momentary shock made her take a step back, and the blush on her face became more and more obvious.

"Are you okay?" Luo He was stunned, and a trace of concern surged in his heart.

"I'm fine!"

Wang Xiaoke quickly waved her hands, secretly blaming herself for being so sensitive to his touch. She desperately tried to regulate her breathing and calm herself, but the turmoil in her heart became increasingly difficult to calm.

The atmosphere between the two became tense and heated, as if the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Luo He's heartbeat roared in his ears, as if the battle horn had already sounded.

He took a deep breath, feeling the power within his body ready to burst forth, and secretly made up his mind that he must not let Wang Xiaoke down in this battle.

"Then I'll continue," Luo He whispered, his eyes fixed firmly on Wang Xiaoke. He knew this wasn't just a sparring match, but a battle between the depths of their souls.

Then, he stepped forward, emitting a strong aura, like a beast ready to attack. Wang Xiaoke also faced the challenge and confronted him without fear.

The two figures overlapped almost instantly. At that moment, Wang Xiaoke felt Luo He's warmth, strength, and that invisible sense of oppression.

Start fighting!

Luo He swung his sword, and Wang Xiaoke used her fire vortex.

It was just a slight collision, but the warm feeling made Wang Xiaoke's body tremble, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, with a hint of unexpected tremor in his voice.

She tried to control her voice, but she couldn't suppress the slightest fluctuation. In a trance, she seemed to see a bright light flashing in Luo He's eyes, but he seemed worried and didn't dare to come closer.

Wang Xiaoke's mouth corners slowly curled up.

This junior brother is also a caring and silly junior brother.

Wang Xiaoke reached out and gently stroked Luo He's cheek: "It's okay, don't worry about me, just go ahead."

"Ok!"

Luo He took a deep breath. After hearing what Wang Xiaoke said, he no longer hesitated.

The power surged out of the body like a raging wave, as if to crush all hesitation and uneasiness in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoke also felt a strange power rising in her body. Her heartbeat was synchronized with Luo He's movements, and the blood in her body began to boil at this moment.

She gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself down.

Despite facing Luo He's increasingly powerful aura, she still faced the challenge. Wang Xiaoke swung her arms with all her might, using her fighting skills to try to block Luo He's power.

However, Luo He's attack came like a tide, and her body was surrounded by his hot breath at that moment, as if she was trapped in an endless whirlpool.

"Hmm!"

Wang Xiaoke refused to be outdone, and a surge of fighting spirit surged in her heart, fighting back with all her might. Her strength was aroused within her body, and she collided fiercely with Luo He's attack.

The air currents between the two men instantly intertwined, like the fusion of flames and strong winds, and the surrounding air became sticky because of their battle.

Luo He's attacks gradually intensified, and he gradually began to feel the changes in Wang Xiaoke during the battle.

Wang Xiaoke used her martial arts skills, her body swirling like the wind, like a nimble snake, trying to restrain Luo He. But Luo He's fighting spirit never waned. Facing this passionate power, he felt an indescribable excitement.

Wang Xiaoke's body tightly wrapped around Luo He, as if trying to wrap him up with her hot body.

The heat was transmitted through her skin, so intense that Luo He almost suffocated. He could feel himself being surrounded by her power, the air around him seemed to be boiling, and the scorching sensation impacted every inch of his nerves.

"call……"

Wang Xiaoke let out a deep breath.

Luo He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and continued to move forward. Although the feeling of being strangled almost suffocated him, he still did not choose to retreat.

Instead, he completely released the ancient dragon power in his body and rushed towards Wang Xiaoke like a blazing flame. Luo He could feel Wang Xiaoke's body trembling slightly during the battle with him, but that trembling was filled with the excitement of the challenge.

"Crack!" With a loud noise, the power of the two people converged in an instant, a strong airflow swept out, and the surrounding air instantly became thick and hot, as if even the light was swallowed by this force.

Although Wang Xiaoke's attack was powerful, Luo He was giving it his all. The black and white power of the ancient dragons intertwined in his body, forming an unparalleled might that directly threatened Wang Xiaoke.

However, Wang Xiaoke did not retreat. Her body tensed up in the collision with Luo He, as if she wanted to pour all her strength into it.

She struggled hard, trying to pull Luo He closer, but it only caused an even stronger collision. Luo He could feel the heat from her body growing stronger and stronger, almost burning him, causing a slight throbbing in his heart.

"Woo~"

With a moan, Wang Xiaoke's body was knocked back slightly by Luo He's force. A trace of blood oozes out of her, but the light in her eyes becomes even brighter, and there is no sign of retreat.

"Xiao Ke?"

Luo He's heart tightened. Even though he knew it was just a sparring match, a flicker of unease still crossed his mind. At this moment, his body and mind were already immersed in the fierce battle, unable to extricate himself.

"I'm fine!"

Wang Xiaoke gritted his teeth, a blush on his face, but his eyes showed determination and challenge: "Go on."

These words ignited Luo He's fighting spirit like a flame, and with strong emotions, he attacked again.

The power of the ancient dragon surged through his body, and with every strike of Luo He, the air was filled with deafening noises. Every exchange between the two was like a thunderclap, filling the entire space with a heated atmosphere.

Wang Xiaoke's figure flashed in front of him. She used her fighting skills flexibly, trying to resist Luo He's strength with her fiery body.

The heat from her body became more and more intense, almost burning the air around her, and the collision between her and Luo He was like two flames, hot and fierce.

However, it was this fiery power that made the battle between the two more passionate and fascinating. In this fierce confrontation, Luo He gradually felt an excitement and desire he had never experienced before.

Every touch of Wang Xiaoke made his heart surge. He knew that his relationship with her was more than just a simple bond between senior sister and disciple.

The fierce battle scene became more and more tense, and the power confrontation between Luo He and Wang Xiaoke was like thunder and strong wind.

After breaking through the Jindan stage, Luo He's physical strength increased by more than tenfold, and he exuded an unparalleled aura. Every swing of his sword seemed to rip through the air, and wherever the sword passed, it even left a trail of flickering light and shadow.

Although Wang Xiaoke also broke through to the late Jindan stage, she gradually felt strong pressure in the contest with Luo He.

Although she was filled with fighting spirit, she was forced to retreat step by step in the face of Luo He's powerful offensive. Every time she tried to fight back, Luo He's sword force surged like a tide, oppressing her to the point of suffocating her.

"Xiao Ke, are you okay?"

Luo He's voice was like a mighty bell, carrying an irresistible force. His sword thrust forward, his form like a dragon, his movements creating a powerful gust of air that seemed to tear the entire space apart.

Although Wang Xiaoke had fighting spirit in her heart, she also felt faintly powerless. Every time she resisted, she was exhausted.

"sure……"

Wang Xiaoke raised her head slightly in response, the power in her body was stimulated, and the flames in her hands ignited again, forming a blazing fire vortex that went straight to Luo He.

However, Luo He's sword force was as heavy as a mountain at this moment, and the power of the flame seemed so insignificant in front of him and was easily dispersed.

The air currents between the two collided instantly, the flames and sword light intertwined, and the air around them became hot and sticky because of their confrontation.

Luo He swung his sword, the sword light flashed, the fire vortex was torn apart in an instant, and the defense in front of Wang Xiaoke almost collapsed.