Si Lei Zhenjun

As night falls, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting a cool silver light like water.

In the attic of a courtyard in the City Lord's Mansion.

The interior furnishings are simple yet elegant. A mahogany dressing table stands quietly against the wall, on which are placed rouge, powder and an exquisite bronze mirror, which are essential for women.

On the bed, a brocade quilt embroidered with peonies was lightly draped, and the soft silk shimmered with a faint luster under the light.

Beside the half-closed window, Wan Qiu's beautiful eyes were as cold as frost as she stared at Chu Xing coldly:

"Should I call you Dao Wusheng or Chu Xing?"

"You can call me whatever you want, it's just a name, whatever makes you happy." Chu Xing smiled and responded softly.

"Why did you save me?"

"One night of marriage brings a hundred nights of love. You and I have slept in the same bed for so many days. I can't just watch you die in front of me, right?"

Wan Qiu's jade-white cheeks instantly flushed bright red as she spat, "Bah, who wants to be your husband and wife?"

Thinking of the man in front of her who resolutely stood in front of her and looked at Jiang Lihuo with a cold brow, a warm current surged from her heart and gradually spread throughout her body.

"Big fool!"

The woman tilted her head back and looked at him infatuatedly, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling like the shimmering water of a lake in spring, with ripples of love.

Chu Xing's mind suddenly felt hot, and he picked up the woman's soft and plump body and walked to the bed.

……

Three days later, strands of golden light danced on the carved window frames of the attic, casting mottled shadows.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying the freshness of the lake water and the fragrance of the flowers.

"Wanqiu, I've already made arrangements with Sister Lan. If you need anything, you can tell the servants. They'll do their best to get it for you. If you get bored staying in the courtyard, you can go out for a walk. Just stay within the City Lord's Mansion."

Chu Xing said as he put on his clothes while looking at Wan Qiu, whose face was flushed and as beautiful as the clouds on the bed.

"These are all trivial matters, but you,"

Wan Qiu stood up and gently smoothed the wrinkles on Chu Xing's robe:

"Last time, you killed two Jindan disciples from the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave lineage in public. Although the Thousand Puppet Sect often fights for cultivation resources, everyone basically kills in secret. You may have already been hated by the cultivators from the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave lineage."

"This operation is led by the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave lineage. The other two lines know very little about it. If you enter the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave to gather information, it's best to disguise yourself. If you find that something is impossible, don't try to be reckless. Although Jiang Lihuo is a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, he may not be able to protect you with all his strength if you encounter danger."

Chu Xing felt a warmth in his heart, and he gently hugged Wan Qiuxue's back, pulling her into his arms.

"Don't worry, I've already made plans and won't take any risks. Even if I don't get any information, that old bastard Wang Huntian still owes me a favor.

Although I can't let him release you without permission, I can still make him bear the charge of negligence. With your initial level of He Dao cultivation, you can come and go freely in the City Lord's Mansion as long as Wang Hun Tian and Sister Lan don't stop you. "

"In that case, there's no need to rush back to Qianguimen, husband~"

Wan Qiu bit her lower lip lightly and looked at him with burning eyes.

Chu Xing's heart was beating fast, and he lowered his head and whispered a few words in her ear.

Wan Qiu suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, which were filled with surprise and shyness. Her cheeks flushed red, and she awkwardly picked up the dress beside her and put it on.

"Husband, please don't ruin my clothes."

……

Two hours later, Chu Xing walked out of the yard with a blank expression. Touching his sore waist, he secretly made up his mind to train his body well in the future, no matter how many spirit stones it cost.

After walking along the path for a while, he came to the yard where Jiang Lihuo was staying.

At this time, Jiang Lihuo was sitting quietly in the yard drinking tea.

Chu Xing walked over to sit beside her and poured himself a glass without hesitation:

"Princess, when do we leave?"

Jiang Lihuo looked at him dignifiedly and said in a cold voice:

"I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, if I don't get the information, I'll just kill Wan Qiu to vent my anger. You can stay with Wan Qiu for a while longer."

Chu Xing smiled indifferently, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea:

"Princess, this tea is quite good. Every sip has improved my cultivation a little. Since Princess is not in a hurry, I can drink a few more cups."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a terrifying pressure coming towards him, as if it would crush him into pieces in an instant.

"I didn't argue with you last time. Do you really think I'm easy to talk to?"

Jiang Lihuo's face was as gloomy as water and he looked at him coldly.

Chu Xing knew that if he gave in once, the other party would always use his cultivation to force him to do things, so he simply frowned and tilted his neck:

"Princess, please increase your strength a bit. I'm naturally strong, and your pressure alone won't break me!"

Jiang Lihuo's eyes were as sharp as knives, and the hem of her fiery red skirt fluttered gently, like a burning flame.

Chu Xing could hardly breathe, as if a heavy burden of tens of millions of pounds was pressing on him, but he still pretended to be calm and looked back at the other person.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

"Hmph, after this is over, I will definitely use my hands to test whether it is hard or not!"

Jiang Lihuo suddenly flicked her sleeves and sent a gust of invisible wind wrapped in fragrance towards Chu Xing. She clenched her pink fists so tightly that her knuckles crackled.

Chu Xing was beaten and fell to the grass, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He staggered back to where he was. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the plump body wrapped in the fiery red dress, crossed his arms and said:

"No, I have always been chaste. Princess, don't even think about it!"

Jiang Lihuo was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted. He felt extremely ashamed and angry, and his cheeks were stained with two barely noticeable blushes.

She glared at Chu Xing angrily, then flicked her sleeves again and knocked Chu Xing back.

This thousand-year-old fairy is actually shy!

Chu Xing secretly clicked his tongue, covered his chest and returned to his original position, pretending to be indignant and said:

"Princess, are you going to destroy it if you can't get it?"

Jiang Lihuo's eyes suddenly became cold and filled with murderous intent.