The passers-by are vicious

Xuan Du did not withdraw his gaze until Jiang Wanwan's graceful figure disappeared. He only felt a slight pain in his chest that he had been enduring, and some blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Big brother."

Duanmu Rong was the first to notice, and her pretty face was full of worry. She hurriedly wanted to support him, but Xuan Du dodged her and reached out to stop her.

Lu Tianyu, who was about to tease Xuan Du, came over and immediately supported him when he saw this, then blamed himself in his heart for not noticing it.

Come to think of it, that dragon was extraordinary. He should have known that Xuan Du must have suffered serious injuries if he had fought with it.

Lu Tianyu immediately helped Xuan Du back to the room amid Duanmu Rong's anxious look and adjusted the internal energy.

"Junior sister, you go back first. I'll be there to watch over you, senior brother."

Lu Tianyu had known about Duanmu Rong's feelings for Xuan Du for a long time. He was happy to see that since they were both disciples of Mount Shu, they had the best chance of becoming Taoist couples.

But it's different now. Xuan Du Mingyan has been tempted by worldly desires and has fallen in love with Miss Jiang. How can he pretend not to see it like he did before?

In order not to hurt Duanmu Rong's feelings and for Xuandu's sake, both of them had to keep their distance and not cross the line.

Duanmu Rong bit her lip, looked at Lu Tianyu with dissatisfaction, and finally left with a flick of her sleeves.

Knowing that Xuan Du was injured, Jiang Wanwan immediately sent Bixia to get the best medicine to show her gratitude, although she knew it might not work.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Jiang Wanwan, wearing a snow-white lingerie, sat quietly in front of the dressing table, gently combing her long hair.

At this moment, Haorong, with a slightly pale face, slowly opened the door and walked into the room.

He placed his palm on the back of Jiang Wanwan's hand, took the wooden comb and combed her hair.

Walking behind Jiang Wanwan, Haorong stretched out her hand, covered the back of Jiang Wanwan's hand, took the wooden comb, and began to comb her hair carefully.

However, facing Haorong's weak appearance, Jiang Wanwan turned a blind eye and instead looked at her own face in the mirror nonchalantly.

Until Haorong finished combing Jiang Wanwan's hair, she took out a black wooden box from her sleeve, opened it and handed it to Jiang Wanwan.

As the box made of black wood with delicate patterns was opened, a faint white light leaked out, and inside was a round bead that looked like a glass ball.

There seemed to be a bright white light wandering inside. Jiang Wanwan stretched out her white fingers and crushed it with a little force.

The round beads instantly turned into white dots of starlight and drilled into Jiang Wanwan's body. It did not open its eyes until all five round beads in the box were sucked up. It was still unsatisfied.

"Thanks to you, Rong Hao."

Haorong, who was still a charming woman, was surrounded by black mist, and her body began to change: her height instantly increased by several feet, and her original skirt turned into a black robe in the blink of an eye.

Her long hair was as black as ink and casually draped over her shoulders. Her face was not covered by a mask, revealing her true appearance.

Slightly upturned eyes, a straight and handsome nose, and those thin rosy lips that always have a hint of a smile and a slightly evil tone.

"As long as it's for you, I'm willing to do everything."

Rong Hao hugged Jiang Wanwan tightly as she sat on the chair. His usually evil face was now full of tenderness.

The bronze mirror reflected the intertwined figures of the two people, and Jiang Wanwan's gentle face revealed a sweet smile.

She stood up from the chair and turned lightly.

She stretched out her slender hand and gently stroked Rong Hao's tall and straight nose, finally resting her fingertips on his rosy thin lips, pressing and caressing them lightly.

With a charming look between her eyebrows, she gently comforted him: "Soon we will be together forever."

After saying that, she kissed Rong Hao's thin lips. Seeing this, the man also responded to her enthusiasm enthusiastically, and his arms tightly wrapped around Jiang Wanwan's slender waist like an iron clamp.

With his other hand, he clasped the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Jiang Wanwan opened her thin lips slightly and panted softly, Rong Hao's evil face was buried in her neck with obsession, and his big hands pressed her waist hard, as if he wanted to rub her whole body into his body.

Jiang Wanwan's slender fingers lingered ambiguously on Rong Hao's strong chest, teasing him vaguely.

This caused Rong Hao's narrow and long eyes to gradually turn slightly red, making his charming and handsome face look even more evil.

As their breathing became increasingly rapid and heavy, they both fell onto the bed.

The green veil fluttered, and one could vaguely see the beautiful woman panting and clinging to the man's shoulders.

.........

Once again, people in the town began to lose their energy and age overnight. Those who were originally young and strong suddenly became weak and old.

The rumor gradually spread and the people of Jiayang Town were in panic.

Xuandu took people to search all day long, but there was no clue at all.

Until he was tracking down the evil spirit and happened to see a figure in green walking around the stalls.

He originally just wanted to say hello, but he never expected that the demon-hunting talisman in his hand suddenly flashed, which made Xuandu's heart tighten. He immediately looked up and saw a ball of black mist surrounding Jiang Wanwan and was about to kidnap her.

Xuan Du quickly drew out the ice sword behind him without hesitation and chanted a spell.

In an instant, the sword flashed and the cold air was pressing. He swung his sword with all his might, and the sword light with sharp sword energy slashed towards the black fog like lightning!

With a loud bang, the black fog was torn apart and turned into countless fragments that dissipated in the air.

At the same time, Jiang Wanwan in the air was not held back by the black fog, and her clothes fluttered as she fell from the air.

Her long green dress fluttered, her long hair was blown away, and her gentle face seemed confused, like a fallen fairy.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Du flew forward without hesitation, opened his arms and held Jiang Wanwan tightly in his arms.

The snow-white Taoist robe slowly fell to the ground as the body turned.

Jiang Wanwan came back to her senses and immediately broke free from Xuandu's cold arms, her gentle face flushed.

She left a word "thank you" and fled in panic with her face covered by Bixia's support, leaving only her graceful back to Xuandu.

In the following few days, every time Xuandu returned to the county government after searching for the monster in vain, he never saw the green figure again.

At night, he returned to the county magistrate's mansion feeling depressed, and unexpectedly saw Jiang Wanwan, dressed in green, waiting for him in the yard, and asked Bixia beside her to hand him something.

Xuan Du stood there, his white Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, his usually cool and handsome face showing an expression of youthful helplessness.

He couldn't help but clench the orchid sword tassel in his hand, his eyes wandering as he said, "Thank you, Miss Wanwan. The sword tassel is very beautiful. I like the Hanbing Sword very much."

After saying this, he couldn't help but purse his lips, as if he felt the name was a bit offensive and a bit strange.

Just as he was about to apologize, he saw Jiang Wanwan biting her red lips with her pearly teeth. Her gentle face was also blushing with shyness. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him.

"This is a thank you gift from Taoist Xuandu for saving me that day. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would..."

The two looked at each other and both lowered their eyes.

"What a loving couple."