Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Pu'er Mountain is the most terrifying mountain range in Nanxing. Its terrain is precipitous and full of ferocious beasts, but it also boasts the most beautiful valley in the world - Fuchun Valley.

I heard that there are peach blossoms, flowing water, gurgling mountain springs, and lingering clouds and mist, which makes it feel like a fairyland.

"Hold me tight." Ji Zhiya wanted to take her over two mountains to reach the pure land forgotten by time.

"Okay." The sweet and sweet voice was so sweet that it penetrated the heart and bones. The big hand on the waist retracted its strength again and again, and was reluctant to lift the person up.

"It hurts." The delicate sound became even louder, completely softening the legs of the tall body. He took a bite of the long-desired red lips and swept over them repeatedly.

The rosy little face is brighter than the medicinal dates in the mountains, the narrow and beautiful eyes are slightly upturned, the eyelashes are like feather fans, and the eyes are as clear as spring water. Just one glance can absorb his soul.

His fingers couldn't help but hook her straps, but he hesitated for a moment before pulling them off.

"Go to Fuchun Valley, not here." The delicate voice sounded again, lingering in Ji Zhiya's ears, as if it had a magical power to capture his soul, making him uncontrollably imagine infinite spring in his mind, and his handsome face flushed.

Calm your mind and everything under your feet will become insignificant.

Ruan Chuyin huddled in her husband's arms, her head resting comfortably on his neck as she gazed down at the mountains. In the center of the valley lay a herd of wild beasts, looking a bit like wolves and a bit like earth dragons, though it was difficult to tell for sure.

Soon, another area caught her attention.

There seemed to be two groups of people fighting over there. The sound of fighting was so loud that even she could hear it. She said with a trembling heart, "Zhiya, there's a fight going on down there."

Ji Zhiya didn't even glance at the two groups of people below him. The winner lives, the loser dies. This is the Jianghu.

Ruan Chuyin looked at the men in black. The masked group was clearly the stronger. They slashed and hacked their way through the crowd, sending dozens of black dots flying in all directions. It wasn't long before they had completely wiped out the enemy.

Because she was looking down from a high altitude, the bloody scene was not clear, but it was enough to leave her with a psychological trauma.

"Master, how did the people from the Corpse Sect know that we were taking this road?" Li Changgeng retracted his sword and looked at the broken limbs and arms on the ground in confusion.

Meng Huali took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped the remaining blood from the sword inch by inch, without saying a word. His purple eyes beneath the mask flashed with a violent, cold light, and the murderous aura emanating from him was even more intense than before.

Yeah, how did the Corpse Sect know about their movements? Were they being tailed, or was there a traitor among the disciples?

The long sword in his hand suddenly stopped, and murderous intent suddenly arose.

Everyone instantly fell silent and knelt down, fearing that their master would kill them all in the next breath.

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, gathering at the bottom of the mask and dripping onto the ground.

The surroundings were suffocatingly quiet, with the low cries of a few birds that had never returned echoing through the forest, eerily unsettling.

"If it happens again, you will all die." Meng Huali would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. He has always been like this.

The backs of the thirty disciples were soaked with sweat, and they dared not even breathe.

This time they came to Nanxing specifically from Xicang, just because Princess Nanxing paid a huge price and asked the master to personally kill someone for her.

I hadn't expected the Corpse Sect, my mortal enemy, to hold on so tightly. My master was naturally suspicious, and the more he explained, the faster he'd die. All he could do was keep his mouth shut and try to survive.

At the same time, the princess's mansion was in a mess, with debris all over the floor, so shiny that you could see through it.

"A bunch of useless people! You can't even pick up a single person!" Hao Rong cursed while raising a fine white porcelain vase and throwing it at the chief steward Wang Taiyu.

There was a crisp bang, and seven or eight sharp fragments bounced from the ground onto him, instantly cutting seven or eight long and narrow holes in his well-fitting robe.

"Your Highness, I have been waiting in Wanchun Tower for half a day but no one from the ghost realm showed up! How about I go and take another look?" Wang Taiyu had a sad face and slapped himself hard twice to prevent the princess from hitting him and causing more pain!

"Didn't Meng Huali's letter say he'd arrive today? Since he's already taken my deposit, why wouldn't he come? Go! If you can't wait for him, you don't have to come back!" Hao Rong's face turned livid. The massive two million taels deposit had consumed half her treasury. Another two million taels would be required after the deal was done. Four million taels wouldn't be enough to invite the Ghost Domain Lord? I wouldn't believe it!

"I'll go right away!" Wang Taiyu crawled out and sent a hundred people to meet him along the way.

This time, the princess was determined to kill the Crown Princess of Dayong. If she were to be discovered, it would be more than just the death penalty. It seemed that she wouldn't be able to stay in the princess's mansion for long and had to flee as soon as possible.