Fairy, help me practice

　Ling Ning fell in love with it just by seeing its appearance. She wrapped up the only remaining candied haws and put it down, then picked up a spoon and gently cut off a tip.

　Soft yet not too pastry-like.

　Ling Ning took a sip and felt the sweetness in her heart.

　"How about it?"

　Chen Yao also ate some

　I like it, and I think the sweetness is just right, and it goes well with the iced drink, without any conflict.

　Ling Ning clearly looked like she was enjoying herself, but she still pretended to be dissatisfied: "Eating too much sweets is not good, it will make you fat..."

　"Do monks still care about this?"

　"Monks also need beauty."

　"Then you're almost there now."

　"what?"

　Ling Ning couldn't believe her ears. This little bastard actually dared to tell her that she was not beautiful in front of her?

　"Can you say that again?"

　She was a little angry and held the spoon, ready to hit Chen Yao on the head at any time.

　Chen Yao didn't say anything, but reached out and wiped away a hard breast from the corner of her mouth.

　Her skin is as smooth as snow and feels no worse than hard breasts.

　Ling Ning watched her disciple wipe the hard breasts from the corner of his mouth, and felt her body go limp.

　Chen Yao showed her the hard nipples on his fingertips: "Just this little bit. Now you are the beautiful master."

　Ling Ning looked at the fingertips in front of her, her mind felt a little blank, and she subconsciously opened her lips covered in bright frosting and took Chen Yao's fingertips and the small hard nipple into her mouth.

　Chen Yao was caught off guard when his master came to his mouth. He felt his fingers sinking into the soft and wet embrace, and then something smooth and gentle licked over him. The sucking made his heart tremble.

　Ling Ning's cheeks were slightly sunken, and her beautiful eyes moved to Chen Yao's face. Only then did she realize that she had lost her composure. She quickly pushed away his fingers, lowered her head and said nothing.

　Chen Yao looked at the clear liquid left on his fingertips and felt itchy in his heart.

　"Eat quickly, I need to find something else as soon as possible..."

　Ling Ning whispered that she had finished the snacks and iced drinks in no time.

　Chen Yao also sped up.

　Just as the two were about to get up, they heard the noon bell ringing in the town.

　The townspeople who were originally chatting and enjoying the food leisurely seemed to hear the roar of the ghost, and rushed out of the market one after another.

　In a flash, the once bustling town was deserted.

　Chen Yao and Ling Ning seemed to be trapped in a ghost town.

　"How is this going?"

　Chen Yao looked around and released his spiritual sense. Strangely, his spiritual sense covered the entire town, but he couldn't find even a single living creature.

　Ling Ning stood up: "It's all your fault. I should have asked about their situation just now."

　"It's obviously your poor table manners that made me come to the teahouse."

　"You contradicted me again!"

　"Well, none of us expected these people to suddenly run away."

　Chen Yao walked out of the tea shed. The sun was scorching hot on his head, but the deserted town made him feel a little cold.

　The two walked along the town street.

　The two rows of houses are full of life, but there is not a single living person.

　These people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

　"Have you sensed where the thing you want is?"

　Chen Yao suspected that this strange situation was related to what Ling Ning was looking for.

　Ling Ning shook her head: "I just follow my feeling, that thing must be in this town."

　"Could this be a trick by Master Hulong?"

　Chen Yao was still in shock from the illusion he had entered at the bottom of the lake. It was too real, without a single flaw.

　"No, my Identification Bell didn't respond."

　"Know the phantom bell?"

　As soon as Chen Yao finished speaking, Ling Ning threw him a small bronze bell.

　Unlike the usual bells that are cast in the shape of a beast's head, Ling Ning's bell is a small toad.

　“What a chic little thing.”

　Ling Ning glanced at him with red ears: "This is a pair. Mine is the male and yours is the female."

　“Why don’t you give me the public one?”

　"Because I am the Master."

　"Okay." Chen Yao had no choice but to tie the toad bell around his waist.

　Ling Ning seemed quite satisfied with his action and explained a few more words: "When the male and female Shihuanling are together, they will not be afraid of the illusions in the world."

　"Then Master is still trapped in the illusion of Master Hulong?"

　"Male and female. The bells must be male and female, and the people who wear them must also be male and female."

　“Oh, that’s a lot to ask.”

　"Stop talking nonsense and carefully explore the surrounding situation. Although Master Hulong didn't set up an illusion, he won't let me win this game easily."

Chapter 393 The Little Girl Who Lost the Golden Ball

　Deep in the town lies an ancient forest.

　Chen Yao and Ling Ning walked in.

　The forest was filled with ancient trees so large they could be surrounded by ten men. The closer one got to the center, the thicker the trees grew. A tangled canopy of branches stretched over the two men's heads, obscuring the sky. Tree roots, nestled beneath the thick humus, formed a web, waiting for any unwary step.

　The woods were filled with the smell of sweet sap and damp dust. Walking in felt as chilly as walking from summer into late autumn.

　Not a sound could be heard; even the sound of their footsteps was swallowed up by the thick layer of fallen leaves.

　Chen Yao felt that this place was eerie, ancient, and primitive, and that it contained unfathomable secrets.

　"This is just a primitive jungle. There are many primitive jungles around Hanyu Peak."

　He said this to Ling Ning, wanting to get Ling Ning's confirmation.

　Ling Ning shook her head. "It's not that simple here. I feel suppressed anger and a long, slow hatred."

　Chen Yao stopped talking and looked around vigilantly.

　The two walked towards the center.

　The center of the primeval forest is not considered primeval.

　There is a well.

　Beside the well stood an old tree that could be surrounded by a hundred people. The sky within a ten-mile radius was filled with

　It is its old and thick crown.

　Due to the long years, the bark of the old trees is mottled, and pale white is revealed in many places. The scarlet leaves are flowing, emitting a sweet smell.

　At the mouth of the ancient well, there was a very beautiful girl sitting.

　Like an exquisite puppet doll.

　She was humming something, and you could only hear her singing when you got closer.

　Chen Yao and Ling Ning didn't dare to approach rashly.

　In such a horrific environment, it was obviously strange that such a little girl was sitting alone by the well.

　The girl stopped humming and looked at Chen Yao with dull eyes.

　"Today, are you here to help me pick up the golden ball from the well? My favorite golden ball fell down. Can you help me pick it up?"

　The little girl stood up from the well in a dignified manner, smoothed her skirt modestly, and smiled at Chen Yao.

　"If you can help me get the golden ball back..."

　"I can love you and make you my best friend and playmate. I will allow you to sit at my table and share my fine wines. I will let you sleep in my bed and get under my covers. I promise you."

　Chen Yao and Ling Ning looked at each other.

　Ling Ning was the first to say, "Okay."

　She was about to walk towards the well, but was stopped by the little girl.

　"I didn't ask you."

　"Do we have to separate people to help?" Ling Ning narrowed her eyes and looked at her, ready to beat her to death at any time.

　Although she has a righteous heart, she is not a compassionate person.

　The little girl shook her head and pointed at Chen Yao: "Of the two of you, only he can do it."

　Ling Ning snorted coldly: "Mystifying."

　She condensed her spiritual power into her palm and covered the little girl's head.

　The little girl didn't even have the strength to fight back before she was beaten into a ball.

　Chen Yao's eyes twitched, and he thought that Ling Ning's ruthlessness was no less than Yun Jiang's.

　During this period of time, he almost forgot that this person was the most powerful and ruthless person in Kuanglu Sect.

　However, before he could open his mouth to flatter Ling Ning, the lump of flesh on the ground slowly rose up again and returned to the shape of a little girl, without any signs of injury.

　The treetops above their heads were shaking slightly, as if mocking and laughing at Chen Yao and Ling Ning.

　The little girl looked at Chen Yao: "Do you want to help me?"

　"What if I don't help?"

　The little girl slumped her shoulders. "I hate people without compassion. Can't you see how pitiful the golden ball in the well is? It's so cold and lonely, enduring the encroachment of darkness, but can't do anything."

　She looked at Chen Yao steadily: "If you don't want to help, then you can go down and accompany it!"

　Chen Yao and Ling Ning felt that the tranquility of the forest was broken by a distant hatred, and the trees began to sway violently.

　"It seems that I can only help you and then sleep in the same bed with you?"

　"It seems that you can only help me and then sleep with me, even though you look like a toad."

　The little girl frowned in disgust.

　Ling Ning also frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with the conversation between the two.

　"Then your vision is extremely poor."

　Chen Yao joked and walked closer to the ancient well.

　The ancient well was pitch black, with occasional ripples of dark water.

　"Be careful."

　Ling Ning stepped over and reminded him.

　Chen Yao nodded: "With Master here, I feel at ease!"

　Ling Ning reached out and patted his shoulder without saying anything more.

　Chen Yao stepped into the well, and a cool air enveloped him. He fell for a long time, so long that he thought the well had no end.

　Then, the pungent smell of blood came up, and with a loud "splash", he fell into the water.

　It's more like blood than water.

　The blood was not deep, only covering Chen Yao's thighs.

　He felt a little nauseous, so he released an aura shield to push the blood away from his body.