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

Yan Ze is a cultivator. Once his spiritual power is restored, he will be able to fight with Miao Li.

Ling Qiaoyue was not restricted in her movements and could run around to gather information.

They each get what they need:

Yan Ze has to make a suitable escape plan with the help of clues provided by Ling Qiaoyue, while Ling Qiaoyue has to rely on Yan Ze's skills to escape safely.

Ling Qiaoyue believed in the abilities of the disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, so when she came to find Yan Ze on the first day, she told him that her blood had also been taken.

Yan Ze then realized that the person whose blood had been taken before him was her.

Why do they want to merge their blood? What exactly does Miao Li want to do?

Yan Ze seemed to have gained some useful information from what was happening before his eyes, and a vague shadow of the answer emerged in his mind.

Due to the lack of some key clues, the correct answer has never surfaced.

After Ling Qiaoyue learned about this, for her own safety, she searched for information even more eagerly.

Every one or two days, he would come to Yan Ze and tell him all the news he got from outside.

The demons didn't know much about blood drawing, and Ling Qiaoyue tried to ask around but didn't gather any useful information.

Fortunately, the progress of finding the answer stopped halfway, but the escape plan was being improved step by step.

Ling Qiaoyue told Yan Ze the news she got a few days ago, and then she got even better news.

"You mean!"

Her voice suddenly became louder, but when she realized that what happened next could not be revealed to anyone else, she quietly lowered her voice.

"You mean that your strength has recovered by more than half, and you can start planning and preparing for the plan."

Yan Ze nodded, "At least, even if we fight with the demons when we leave, I will have no problem protecting your safety."

Ling Qiaoyue's face instantly showed joy.

But even though he said that, there was no way she would be willing to run into the demons while escaping.

Of course, the more prepared you are now, the better. Ling Qiaoyue stood up immediately.

It was the agreed time to discuss improving the plan, but she didn't even bother to take it. She said hello to Yan Ze and left to continue searching for information that would be helpful to the plan.

The room returned to silence.

Yan Ze sat by the bed for a while, and suddenly felt thirsty, and had a stuffy and hot feeling all over his body.

He stood up, walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water.

Things like daily necessities such as tea and food have never been lacking for him since Yin Xiuyu started visiting Yan Ze frequently.

Speaking of Yin Xiuyu, Yan Ze slightly exerted force in the hand holding the teacup.

She hadn't been here since the night that Miao Li discovered his feelings for Yin Xiuyu.

Yan Ze didn't know whether the reason she didn't come was because Miao Li told her about this.

If I tell her, she would avoid meeting him because she hates his feelings or for some other reason.

He couldn't guess, and since he couldn't see Yin Xiuyu, he stayed in the room alone and made random guesses.

The more he guessed, the more confused he became.

For a moment, Yan Ze wanted to break free from the restraints that bound him and go directly to Yin Xiuyu to ask her what she thought of his feelings.

But whenever he imagined such a scene in his mind, an intense fear would surge in his chest.

He was afraid that Yin Xiuyu would firmly and coldly refuse to deny his love for her, and he was even more afraid that she would develop some kind of disgust towards him because of this feeling.

When Yan Ze thought of Yin Xiuyu, his emotions fluctuated more and more, and it seemed that even his blood was flowing faster.

He frowned, stretched out his hand, and was about to check his physical condition, when the door was opened again.

At first, Yan Ze thought that Ling Qiaoyue had forgotten to say something, so he kept his head down and continued with the unfinished action.

But when the footsteps of the person coming in got closer, his gaze changed.

He could hear the difference in the sound of the footsteps.

Ling Qiaoyue has a lively personality and her footsteps are hurried, and there is always a crisp sound when she steps on the ground.

But the voice that now reached my ears was a soft and gentle voice.

It fell down step by step, neither fast nor slow, like a breeze under the warm spring sun, gentle and soft, able to easily break down people's defenses.

Yan Ze could no longer care about anything else. He raised his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on the target like an arrow shot from a hunting ground.

It's really her.

Yin Xiuyu was startled by his sudden action. After patting her chest, she continued walking forward and said:

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Yan Ze's eyes softened. He took out a new cup from the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, then cautiously tested her:

"You haven't been here for so many days, is there something wrong?"

After asking this question, his eyes were focused on Yin Xiuyu's face. He held his breath unconsciously, fearing that the sound of his breathing would delay him from hearing her answer.

"Well, you're talking about this."

Yin Xiuyu's expression became somewhat embarrassed, and Yan Ze's heart also became uneasy along with her expression.

She didn't notice Yan Ze's nervousness, drank the water in the cup, and started chattering for the first time.

It was like all the words that had been held back in my heart finally came out at this moment.

"It's all Ali's fault."

"He was preparing for the wedding, and there were many things to do, such as trying on wedding dresses, decorating the wedding dresses, and inviting guests... There were many, many things, and he insisted on getting me involved in the preparations."

"There are so many things to do that I am so busy that I can't find any spare time at all."

"A-li was away today because of something, so I ran out to see you."

Miao Li did not tell Yin Xiuyu about that.

Yan Ze got the information.

Originally, he should be relieved, but when he heard about the wedding preparations, it was hard for him to relax.

Especially when he saw Yin Xiuyu smiling happily even though she seemed to be blaming Miao Li, he felt like there was a foreign object stuck in his throat.

He couldn't swallow it, nor could he spit it out, so it just stuck there, making him uncomfortable and unable to speak.

At this moment, Yan Ze felt a deep jealousy.

Jealous that Miao Li could be married to Yin Xiuyu, jealous that he could make Yin Xiuyu look like that, jealous that he...

What he envied the most was the person next to her, not himself.

Such negative emotions made the strange fire in his heart even more intense. His body seemed to be burned by the fire. His face became hot and his eyes darkened.

It was as if he appeared before his eyes the scene of himself replacing Miao Li and standing beside Yin Xiuyu, accompanying her to try on wedding clothes, marrying her, and becoming a real couple...

No, that's not right.

Yan Ze suddenly shook his head, came back to his senses and stopped the scene that was about to continue.

He thought that the teachings of the sect's saints over the years had been teaching him to be an upright and just person.

How could I, out of selfish desire, come up with the idea of ​​destruction and plunder?