Si Lei Zhenjun

Chu Xing's face showed a hint of anger, and he said unhappily:

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry for being so nosy. If my identity is discovered, I'll just die anyway. I hope the princess can escape unscathed from the pursuit of the three Tribulation Realm cultivators."

Jiang Lihuo only felt a nameless fire rising from the bottom of his heart in an instant, like a blazing flame that could not be contained.

It was obviously you, you bastard, who disappeared first, so I had no choice but to go to the Cave of Ten Thousand Corpses to gather information.

Now you're being sarcastic to me?

Besides, I just killed a few more people, and my whereabouts were not discovered.

Thinking of this, she inexplicably felt a little aggrieved, and her voice suddenly rose several decibels as she loudly questioned:

"What about you? Where have you been these past ten days? I've searched the entire White Bone Palace but couldn't find you."

Chu Xing was suddenly awakened by her roar.

Oh no, I had originally planned to take the initiative - to ask the other party why he didn't come to see him as soon as he entered the room. However, I was shocked by the scene inside the house and forgot about it for a moment.

What should I do now that she has taken the lead?

In a flash of thought, he had an idea and tore off his clothes, revealing his upper body without a single piece of good flesh, and said with a wry smile:

"Princess, I'm just a small Jindan cultivator. I often have no control over my own actions. As for where I've been, it's hard to say. Anyway, it's not that I don't want to come back."

Looking at the other party's shocking wounds, Jiang Lihuo's expression eased slightly:

"I will not pursue this matter, but please remember your agreement with me."

Seeing that the self-torture trick worked, Chu Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said in surprise:

"You've killed so many people, but you haven't gotten the information you want yet?"

Jiang Lihuo shook his head:

"No, I even captured two of their hall masters and an elder and secretly interrogated them, but I didn't get any useful information."

Chu Xing's eyes widened when he heard this, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"You even killed the elders? Big sister, to be able to kill a Hedao cultivator without making any noise, even a fool can tell that it was a cultivator in the Dujie realm who did it, okay?"

As soon as he said this, he felt a devastating pressure rushing towards him, as if it would crush him into pieces in an instant.

"Who are you calling big sister?" Jiang Lihuo's eyes were full of coldness.

"..."

Chu Xing was speechless.

Is this the point? Is there something wrong with your focus?

However, he was known for his flexibility, and his face quickly covered with a flattering smile, and he hurriedly said with a smile:

"It was my mistake. Princess, please hold back your pressure for now."

Jiang Lihuo glanced at him coldly, and the pressure disappeared instantly.

"They can't see through my magical powers. As long as I act cautiously and don't get caught, who can find out about me?

"I plan to secretly kill one or two more elders. This might even cause the three Tribulation-crossing monks of the Thousand Puppet Sect to fight each other out of mutual suspicion. What do you think?" she said with a sneer.

Chu Xing found it difficult to judge. None of these Tribulation Realm cultivators had lived for a considerable number of years. How could they be so stupid?

However, the woman in front of him was obviously mad with rage, so he had to find a way to get rid of her quickly.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were wandering.

When his eyes swept over the small bone sword in the other person's hand, a light bulb suddenly flashed in his mind and he had an idea.

"Princess, I suddenly thought of something. I think we may have to leave Qianguimen as soon as possible."

"What?" Jiang Lihuo frowned.

Chu Xing pondered for a moment and said:

"They can't see through your transformation abilities, but don't forget that you don't have Wan Qiu's memories. Now that they suspect there are other cultivators who have transcended tribulation within the Thousand Puppet Sect, if the White Bone Demon Lady notices anything unusual about you, I'm sure she'll definitely test you."

"You've also seen that little bone sword. I only learned about it during my last meeting with the Bone Demon Princess. She can hear the voices around me through that little bone sword. After all, Wan Qiu and I are husband and wife, and we can't isolate it forever, otherwise the Bone Demon Princess will definitely become suspicious."

"So what? It's not like I can't pretend to be Wan Qiu and talk to you."

Chu Xing's face showed some embarrassment:

"It's normal during the day, but at night..."

Having said this, Chu Xing suddenly stopped talking, his eyes flickering, as if there was something difficult to say.

As Jiang Lihuo's beautiful eyes moved, a hint of amusement flashed across the depths of her eyes.

She stared at Chu Xing quietly without saying a word, but that silence was like an invisible pressure, weighing heavily on Chu Xing's heart.

After a long time, she finally uttered two words slowly from her red lips: "How long?"

These two short words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Chu Xing's ears.

"What?" He was shocked and even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"How long every night?" Jiang Lihuo seemed a little embarrassed and annoyed, and his tone became slightly heavier.

Chu Xing couldn't help but hold his breath, staring at her exquisite and beautiful face.

Her facial features are picturesque, her eyebrows are curved like the moon, and her eyes are deep like the brightest stars in the autumn night.

Her eyebrows were long and slender, slightly raised, and carried a sense of nobility and majesty that seemed otherworldly.

If this...

Hiss~ I dare not think about it!

Without thinking, he raised a finger.

"A quarter of an hour?" Jiang Lihuo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a barely perceptible hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Chu Xing glared at her fiercely and shook his head.

"One hour?" His face instantly turned cold, and his pair of autumn eyes were filled with chilling coldness. He stared at Chu Xing coldly and said impatiently:

"If you keep playing dumb with me, I'll make sure you don't even have a moment to stand."

"Keep yelling!" Chu Xing held his head high and said with a blush, "Princess, how can I have the nerve to ask you such a thing directly?"

"But why do I think you are quite proud of yourself?" Jiang Lihuo sneered.

"Princess, then...what should we do next..." Chu Xing suppressed the throbbing in his heart and tried to keep his voice calm.

"Come closer so I can help you hear more clearly."

Jiang Lihuo smiled sweetly and spoke softly. Her smile was as bright and charming as a blooming peony.

Chu Xing's heart was pounding. He stared at her and slowly moved closer.

"You've been calling me that all the time, huh?" The smile on Jiang Lihuo's face became even wider, like a clear spring rippling out.

The next moment, she suddenly stretched out a slender white jade hand, pinched the soft flesh on Chu Xing's waist with lightning speed, and twisted it hard several times.

"I'll make you scream to your heart's content tonight! Do you really think I can't tell that Wanqiu was still a virgin?"

"Ah—it hurts! Let go, let go, I was wrong, princess..."