Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Bai Heng's eyebrows became sharp, and his eyes, which were like gentle flowing water, turned into thick ice.

"Anyone who has dissatisfaction can come to me."

"If anyone must discuss things in front of Atang, they can try my sword."

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that the Immortal Bai Heng’s sword can kill countless demons with one blow, and it is extremely powerful.

It was used to slay demons and evil spirits, and it is still effective today for teaching people who use dirty words a lesson.

Bai Heng would not kill anyone who disagrees with this relationship like he was killing a demon.

Just by making his attitude clear, no one would dare to cross this red line and risk offending him.

Tong Li originally had a long list of words he wanted to say to persuade him, but seeing his master's firm attitude, he had nothing else to say.

What he was most concerned about was whether his junior sister Chitang would be hurt because of this affection.

With Master’s attitude like this, he believed that no matter who in the Three Realms disagreed, no one could hurt her in the slightest.

Tong Li then put his worries aside.

Bai Heng saw the change in his expression, his eyes flickered, and he continued to say in front of him, "If the outside world finds Chitang secretly, I will do this and that."

Tong Li acts on behalf of Luoxia Mountain. He has a wide circle of friends and a straightforward personality. No matter how absurd his words are, people will at least believe them to a point.

The more he emphasized in front of Tong Li, the more people who got the news from him would be worried and more wary.

Bai Heng had never been as talkative as he was today, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his speech.

After the interruption, he did not continue, but instead reached out and touched his forehead.

There seemed to still be a soft and moist touch there.

Bai Heng's cold expression softened, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up, like a blooming peach blossom.

Tong Li on the other side of the communication mirror shook his head and sighed in his heart:

"I never thought that my master would fall into the mortal world one day."

The worry in his heart dissipated, and Tong Li even wanted to watch the fun. He called out in a teasing tone.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Bai Heng came back to his senses and his smile faded.

"Okay, that's it. You probably have other things to do, so I won't bother you any more."

Without waiting for Tong Li to speak, he disconnected the communication mirror.

In the room, Bai Heng sat in front of the desk, looking at the paintings that had left Chitang's mark over the years, his expression becoming more and more determined.

He will remove all the obstacles between the two of them, and when Atang thinks clearly, he will be able to move towards him.

He didn't have much time to spare. A few days later, Chitang sent him a message, asking for a private chat.

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The peach trees in Luoxia Mountain are already full of fruits.

Since no one picks them, they remain hanging high on the branches, each one plump and rosy, exuding an enticing sweetness.

Smelling this scent, I can't even detect any remaining heat.

Chi Tang and Bai Heng stood facing each other under the peach tree, and neither of them spoke first.

After a long time, Chitang pinched his fingers and spoke first to break the awkward silence.

"Master, I still give the same answer as last time. We are not suitable. But Master, I will not look for someone else I like for the time being. Let's each make concessions..."

She told him what she had thought of last time.

When Bai Heng heard the word "inappropriate", even though it was within his expectations, he still couldn't help feeling depressed, with the corners of his mouth turned down, like the withered leaves under his feet.

But soon, he regained his composure, looked sharp, and asked:

"What's inappropriate?"

Chitang: "We are a master-disciple relationship. The relationship between a master and a disciple is against human ethics."

Bai Heng did not accept her argument and pressed on.

"Atang, don't worry. We haven't officially performed the apprenticeship ceremony, so we are not truly master and apprentice."

"Besides, human ethics? That's what the mortal world says. The strong are respected in the immortal world and they don't care about these things."

"Even if anyone cares, as long as you are willing, I will clear away all obstacles in front of us, and no one will say anything behind your back."

Chitang never expected that this time, Bai Heng would be so powerful, completely different from his previous appearance.

But she had to admit that his appearance made her heart, which had just been resolute, begin to waver again.

Master carried everything on his back as he did in the past, like the warmest harbor in the world.

Chitang felt that as long as he was behind his master, he could do whatever he wanted and never have to worry about anything.

"Atang," Bai Heng suddenly took a step forward, "Everything you worry about can be solved."

"What happens between us has always been about your wishes."

The silent sigh went through the ear canal and into the heart.

"Atang, I like you."

He once again solemnly expressed his feelings.

This time, for some reason, Chitang's heartbeat became irregular.

She quickly lowered her head to hide her strange reaction.

Bai Heng, who was a man of controlled emotions, misunderstood her meaning, his eyes slightly reddened, and he held Chi Tang's hands against his chest.

"Atang, listen."

The heartbeat in my chest that I felt in the palm of my hand was not as steady and calm as usual.

Plop, plop, plop.

The violent heartbeat was deafening, and the vibrations felt in the palms were like a soft fox tail, circling around the palms along the contact, causing a tingling and numb feeling.

Chitang raised his eyes, with surprise, shock, and relief in them.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

"..."

The heartbeat in the chest is carried away by the beating felt in the palm of the hand, and gradually vibrates in the same frequency.

Chitang raised his other hand and placed it on his chest, feeling his heart beating. He looked up at Bai Heng and murmured:

"Master, I seem to have some unusual feelings for you."

Bai Heng smiled.

The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his eyes were full of bright broken stars, like the melting of ice, the warm spring, and the blooming of flowers.

He smiled seductively, and even though he was wearing white, one could still see the seductiveness of a thousand-year-old fox.

The mole under the eye is equally charming, moving slightly with the upturned eyes, lively and seductive.

Chitang inevitably thought of that ridiculous night.

Her cheeks flushed and her lips moved, as if she was swallowing for some reason.

Bai Heng noticed her movements, and the smile on his lips became even more seductive.

He leaned over and brought the red mole close to Chitang's eyes. The voice was faint and only a slight breath could be felt.

"Atang, do you want to take a bite?"

"I do not want!"

Chitang immediately blushed and shook his head to refute.

"Oh?"

"But you loved playing with my red mole the most when we were little."

Bai Heng added this deliberately, as if he was saying something aboveboard.

But his tone was extremely ambiguous and his words were very tricky, so Chitang couldn't help but think in the wrong direction.

She thought about the night when she was drunk and seduced and the beautiful things that happened when she was sucking that little mole.

Chi Tang looked up and saw the smile in Bai Heng's eyes. She was embarrassed for a moment, and really ignored everything. She held his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

Before I touched her, my waist was embraced and a passionate kiss came.

Chitang blinked, a little dazed, and soon stretched out her hands to hug his neck and closed her eyes.

Bai Heng's eyes suddenly softened.

He thought that even if the love was not equal now, and Atang might only like his face or body, a little bit of affection would always grow from a seedling into a big tree.

He has thousands and thousands of years to wait.

Bai Heng also closed his eyes, and used the tip of his tongue to pry open Chitang's lips, inviting her to fall into deeper love.