Si Lei Zhenjun

"Miss Wanqiu, please don't look at me like that. I'll be shy."

Chu Xing was lying on a bed with a white gauze curtain, looking at Wan Qiu with a flattering look. She was staring at him with her teeth gritted beside the bed.

Chu Xing felt the injuries on his body and slowly reached for the storage bag at his waist to take out a few healing pills. He had bought the pills from Feng Chen before leaving the sect.

Wan Qiu, who was standing by, saw his movements and immediately leaned over and reached out her delicate hand to hold down his hand that was reaching for her waist. She looked at him warily:

"What tricks do you want to play again?"

Chu Xing pointed at the bleeding wound on his body and said:

"Look at how badly I'm injured. If I don't take some medicine, I'm probably going to die right here. I'm your Palace Master's precious treasure, nothing can happen to me!"

Wan Qiu then let go of his hand, but still looked at him warily.

After Chu Xing took out a few healing pills and swallowed them, he closed his eyes and prepared to think about how to escape next.

Although his life is not in danger for the time being, he doesn't know when the Bone Demon Queen will attack him.

Wang Huntian was really unreliable and he didn't even tell him that the Thousand Mile Teleportation Talisman couldn't pass through the sect's formation.

Just as his thoughts were turning, he suddenly smelled a unique woman's fragrance at the tip of his nose.

The next moment he felt something wrapped around one of his wrists.

He opened his eyes in confusion and looked towards his wrist, only to see a red rope tied around his wrist at one end and Wan Qiu's wrist at the other.

The red rope is made of an unknown material. It looks ordinary, but it contains a powerful aura fluctuation.

Wan Qiu was lying beside him at this time, her plump and delicate body was outlined by a thin nightgown, which was very touching.

"Miss Wanqiu, are you attracted to me? In my hometown, red string represents marriage. How about we get married right now?"

Chu Xing chuckled and joked.

Wan Qiu glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, chuckled and teased:

"Haha, okay, but can you do it now?"

The smile on Chu Xing's face suddenly froze, and he was filled with rage.

He struggled to get up and let the woman know if he could do it, but the pain all over his body forced him to stop.

Wan Qiu gave him a disdainful look and only left him with the back of his head.

"Snapped!"

When Chu Xing saw that look, his self-esteem suffered a huge blow. He stretched out his hand with all his strength and slapped Wan Qiu's butt hard.

Wan Qiu let out a soft cry, turned around with a cold face, looked at Chu Xing with wide-open eyes, and raised her slender white hand to condense a ray of blood light.

"Come, hit me. I'm strong, so don't worry about damaging your master's treasure."

Chu Xing closed his eyes and looked like a scoundrel ready to be killed.

Wan Qiu gritted her teeth at the sight of this, then she withdrew her hand, snorted coldly, and turned away again.

"Miss Wanqiu, I'm injured and need to rest. Do you still need to sleep when you have such a high level of cultivation?"

"Hmph, do you dare to practice with outsiders around? What else can I do if I don't sleep?"

……

There was no conversation that night. When Chu Xing woke up again, he felt as if something soft was pressing on his arm, his face was itchy, and a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose.

He slowly opened his sleepy eyes and looked around in confusion, only to see a strand of black hair sticking to his cheek, and the owner of that strand of black hair was Wan Qiu.

She was lying on her side at this time, with her hair disheveled, her breasts half exposed, one of her round legs draped over him, and her holding the hand tied with the red rope tightly in her arms.

As if she had noticed the slight sound made by Chu Xing waking up, Wan Qiu's eyelashes, as light as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, as if gently blown by the spring breeze, and slowly opened their eyes with a hint of laziness and haziness.

When she saw Chu Xing looking at her, a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Miss Wanqiu, you've touched my body, so you have to be responsible for me from now on. Oh, I've always been a chaste and virgin, and I've never been touched by any woman before. And now you've ruined it."

Chu Xing ignored the coldness in her beautiful eyes and continued to look at her.

Upon hearing this, Wan Qiu looked down, and her cheeks suddenly became hot, like a ripe apple. She hurriedly withdrew her legs from his body and loosened her hands from her chest.

Then he spat at him lightly:

"Bah, you're still a virgin, but I don't know how many decent women you've seduced with this skin!"

Chu Xing spat back, his face full of indignation and said:

"Bah, you scumbag girl, you looked at me, you touched me, and now you just pull up your pants and turn away."

Wan Qiu chuckled at this, then immediately put on a serious face and resumed her usual dignified demeanor:

"You should save this trick for those naive girls. I'm not interested."

After saying that, she got up alone, walked to the dressing table gracefully, and began to tidy up her messy makeup.

Chu Xing cursed Feng Chen in his heart, calling him a tsundere. He then got up and put on his shoes, socks, and clothes. He stretched his body and found that he could hardly feel any pain. He silently gave Feng Chen a thumbs up in his heart.

"Miss Wanqiu, I've just arrived at Qianguimen and haven't been anywhere yet. Why don't you accompany me for a walk and introduce Qianguimen to me?"

Chu Xing walked behind Wan Qiu and looked at her delicate and beautiful face in the dressing mirror.

Wan Qiusu held her long black hair in her hand and inserted a jade hairpin into it:

"The Palace Master has instructed me to supervise your cultivation. You should stop thinking of any tricks and stay here from now on."

"If he's not allowed to go out, how can he find a chance to escape? It seems that woman wants to fatten him up before killing him."

Chu Xing thought in his heart, sighed, and said:

"Alas, I'm still recovering from a serious injury, and I'm feeling frustrated because I was taken advantage of by a scumbag girl. I might even go astray in my cultivation. Well, since it's the Palace Master's request, I won't make it difficult for Miss Wanqiu."

After saying that, he walked towards the couch, sat cross-legged on it and acted as if he was going to practice seriously.

Wan Qiu frowned slightly when she heard this, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, she turned her head to look at him and said:

"I can show you around, but you can't leave me."

She seemed to remember something and her ears turned slightly red. She then added:

"You are not allowed to urinate after you go out."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xing immediately trotted up behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, stared at her pretty face in the mirror, and teased:

"Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup. Looking at Miss Wanqiu reflected in the mirror like a beautiful flower reflected in water, I even don't want to go out. How can I bear to leave even a step?"

Wan Qiu glanced at him and said, "Hmph, stop being so slick. It's up to you to go or not."

After saying that, she stood up gracefully and walked out of the room slowly with light lotus steps.

Chu Xing noticed the slightly raised corners of her mouth and the relaxed brows, and knew that this woman was being arrogant again. He followed her through the corridor and finally arrived outside the mansion.

Chu Xing saw her walking towards the white jade carriage parked in front of the mansion. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and summoned a white sedan chair, saying:

"Miss Wanqiu, the view from inside the carriage is poor. Why don't you take my sedan chair?"

Wan Qiu nodded, opened the curtain, walked into the sedan chair gracefully, and then sat elegantly on the soft couch.

"Miss Wanqiu, please point me in a direction. This is my first time at Qianguimen. There shouldn't be only the palace we're staying in right now, right?"

Chu Xing walked over to sit beside her, turned his head slightly to look at her and said.

Wan Qiu raised her hand and pointed in a random direction. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly spoke:

"Well, the place where we live is called the White Bone Palace. The Thousand Puppet Sect also has two other places, the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave and the Blood Crow Ridge."

Chu Xing nodded, remembering the three factions Lu Huang had mentioned to him before. The Ten Thousand Corpses Cave and Blood Crow Ridge should be the territories of the other two factions. He pretended to be curious and asked casually:

"When I came here, I heard that there were constant disputes between the Demon Princess and the Leader factions. Is that true?"

"Well, the Demon Sect doesn't have the abundant resources like you Immortal Sects. The Thousand Puppet Sect is now running out of spiritual stones every year. The White Bone Palace and the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave have a large number of disciples, and sometimes they naturally fight for resources." Wan Qiu said.

“No wonder I never get anything out of the box!”

Chu Xing secretly complained in his heart, but said:

"Miss Wanqiu, what are you talking about? I, Dao Wusheng, can swear on my heart that I am not a disciple of the immortal sect. Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Wan Qiu rolled her eyes at her, brushed off the strands of black hair that fell on her cheeks, and asked mischievously:

"Are you sure your name is Dao Wusheng?"

Chu Xing felt a little uneasy and subconsciously turned his head to the side. As a result, he saw the charming face of the Bone Demon Queen on a high platform in a black stone-paved area that looked like a martial arts training ground.

At this moment, she was leaning lazily on a jade couch, watching the fight between two Jindan cultivators in the martial arts field with boredom. As if she noticed Chu Xing's gaze, her autumn-water eyes flashed with coldness as she looked at Chu Xing.

Chu Xing felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He put on a forced smile and waved at her.

The next moment, he felt a breeze coming, and in the blink of an eye, he and Wan Qiu appeared in front of the jade couch.

Chu Xing looked around and saw that there were two platforms standing to the left of the platform he was currently on.

Sitting on each platform were a tall, strong, and dignified middle-aged man in a blood-red robe and an old man in a black robe with yellow hair and a hunched back. There were many monks sitting cross-legged under each platform.

His gaze finally focused on the two cultivators fighting in the arena. Both of them had reached the Golden Core stage of perfection, one fat and the other thin.

The fat monk's right arm was empty at this time, his face was pale, and he was controlling a black monster puppet that looked like a crocodile, opening its scarlet mouth and attacking the thin monk.

There was a bloody hole the size of a bowl on the thin monk's chest and abdomen. In front of him, a corpse puppet wrapped in black armor was holding a large green shield and rushing towards him.

The Bone Demon Princess sat up a little straighter with her voluptuous and graceful body. She lowered her head to play with her white and smooth fingers and asked with interest:

"How do my Demon Sect's Golden Core disciples compare to your Immortal Sect's?"

Chu Xing retracted his gaze, turned around and looked at the profile of the White Bone Demon Princess, and said:

"I honestly don't know. I've been cultivating at the branch in Sanxi Town and have never seen any disciples from the Immortal Sect."

"In that case, you should go down in person and let me see it with my own eyes." said the Bone Demon Princess.

"No, Palace Master, my disciple is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and those on the field are all in the perfect stage of the Golden Core. You don't want your treasure to be damaged, do you?" Chu Xing said with shame.

The Bone Demon Princess glanced at Chu Xing, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said:

"Don't be afraid, little darling, we'll fix you when the time comes."

"Palace Master, I'm really not good at fighting. I'm afraid of being beaten beyond repair. How about..." Chu Xing hesitantly said.

"Then you might not be someone's baby!"

The Bone Demon Lady uttered a soft and charming voice, then waved her hand and pushed him into the arena.