Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Half an incense stick of time had passed, and Meng Huali saw that there was only half of the grilled fish left in her hand. He immediately lost his patience and said, "It's completely cold. Don't eat it."

Ruan Chuyin didn't put down the grilled fish. She looked up and stared at him without saying a word.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go!" Meng Huali wondered if this woman wanted him to help her?

Want to take this opportunity to challenge this domain master again? No way!

"My legs hurt and I can't walk." Ruan Chuyin silently shifted her gaze to her legs and lowered her head with a tight chest.

If I knew martial arts, I would definitely throw this "fish" to the ground, step on it twice, and throw it into the sky.

"What do you mean? You're not leaving?" Meng Huali was confused. Why was she so stubborn now? Had she forgotten where she was? Or did she think there was only one ferocious beast in the forest?

"Let's go, but I can't leave now. You go first." Ruan Chuyin's plan one: light a thick smoke and wait for her husband to come and find her.

Meng Huali's brain went numb for a moment, and he drew out his sword with a bang.

"Don't leave? Die!"

Want to get rid of him? No way! If she stayed here, with her small body, she would be eaten to pieces by wild beasts before the Zhenbei Palace could catch up.

Now he only has 50% of his strength left, and his wound is still bleeding. Just one Qingxin Pill is not enough to heal him.

"Then carry me on your back, or just kill me. You wanted me dead anyway, so it doesn't matter if I die sooner or later."

Seeing her acting like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Meng Huali was so angry that his chest hurt.

Is she the only one injured? Is she the only one in pain?

Good-for-nothing and spoiled!

"Woman, this Territory Lord is warning you for the last time. If you dare again..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice louder than his.

"Damn it! Don't you see how the injury on my leg came from? My back!"

This roar stunned Meng Huali, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He was becoming more and more daring, even daring to be mean to him and even giving him orders!

But why is he so happy?

The little fox was not afraid of him, nor did he call him a monster. He even dared to stare at him. Most importantly, he praised him for his good looks.

His expression instantly became complicated.

"Do you really want this Territory Lord to carry you on his back?" He asked again uncertainly, fearing that she didn't know the seriousness of the situation. He reminded her sternly, "Do you understand the principle of not touching men and women?"

Of course she understood! But her legs didn’t understand, so…

"You talk too much!"

A bland remark flew past his ears, coupled with the strange "damn" he had just said, Meng Huali could not help but frown twice and said sternly: "Vulgar!"

"Vulgar? If it weren't for you, I would be sitting here until now? Are you an adult? Fuck you!"

"You... say it again if you have the guts?" Meng Huali was stunned for two breaths, then jumped up in anger.

"Glass shards." Ruan Chuyin cursed again in dissatisfaction.

"What do you mean?" Meng Huali had never heard of this word, but he knew it was definitely more unpleasant than the two curses just now. He raised the long sword in his shaking hand slightly.

"Like glass, but more transparent and brighter than glass." It can illuminate and magnify your face.

"And then?" The woman only said half of the sentence, how could I understand her?

"It looks good." She muttered as she looked at the sharp blade rising higher and higher.

"Really? Then you are also a piece of glass shards, which looks good." Meng Huali smiled evilly and put away the sword.

Knowing that men and women should not touch each other, she still insisted on carrying him on her back. No one believed her when she said she didn't like him.

What should we do now? Kill or not?

As he was thinking, he threw the man onto his back with a disgusted look on his face, with half a fish hanging under his neck so that he could take a bite to replenish his energy when he was hungry.

The elastic big white rabbits felt like two huge mountains pressing on my back. Every step I took was torture, much more painful than the five bloody holes on my right shoulder.

Ruan Chuyin wanted the sedan chair to go further and was especially careful with his wound, fearing that it would press on him and prevent him from walking fast.

The two of them shuttled through the woods, with lush treetops overhead. Although it was dim, the visibility was much better than at night.

Suddenly, the sedan stopped and stared ahead with a vigilant look.

Judging from the footsteps, there were five of them, all of them were martial artists.