In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

"Cheng Xiao...how about I just tap normally?"

"No, no," Cheng Xiao lay motionless on the bed. The burning pain on his back made him afraid to look up, fearing that Ashe would notice. "You should be a little harder...hiss~ It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all..."

"But..." Looking at the red and hot back, no matter how much Cheng Xiao asked, Ai Xi was reluctant to continue to increase the intensity.

If you rub it any harder, the skin will break!

Ashe refused to exert any more force.

But Cheng Xiao really didn't want to watch the mission reward slip away from her hands.

After another unsuccessful request, an evil idea began to emerge in his mind.

This may lead to uncontrollable and terrible consequences...

But now there is no time to think about it...

Cheng Xiao swallowed and then slowly turned over.

From facing away from Ashe to lying facing Ashe.

"Huh? What's wrong?" The girl at this moment hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation. "Is your back hurting too much? I told you to be gentler. It's okay, now let's move on to the front and shoulders."

"No..." Cheng Xiao shook her head.

Ash blinked in confusion.

A hand...suddenly placed on her lower abdomen.

At this time, she was not wearing any outer clothes, only a tube top on her upper body, and her exposed lower abdomen felt the warmth of the hand.

It was warm to her cold body.

It was a little itchy... She felt a little embarrassed all of a sudden.

After all, the postures they both have now look very...

"What's going on...? You're touching my belly all of a sudden..."

There is an indescribable charm in Ashe's shy look.

But at this time, Cheng Xiao didn't think about that at all, but was very nervous.

Because what he said next was very dangerous:

"I just wanted to feel it to see if there were any muscles... It's such a soft belly, with no abdominal muscles at all. It's so far off compared to Sejuani's perfect abs. No wonder the massage was so weak."

This sentence directly killed Ashe's shyness.

It also killed her gentleness.

She lowered her head stiffly and stared blankly at the hand that kept stroking her lower abdomen.

Still moving... touching up and down, left and right... as if to confirm that she really doesn't have any abdominal muscles...

Why... things turned out like this...

The atmosphere just now was so ambiguous...

I've already taken off my shirt...

There's nothing hidden under her skirt...

Obviously this strange posture can arouse that desire...

Obviously...

Ash's brain froze for a moment.

Her beautiful sapphire eyes gradually lost their luster, and her hands on Cheng Xiao unconsciously increased their strength.

A few blue veins popped out on her slender white arms.

Although she doesn't have as strong muscles as Sejuani and is more agile and magic-oriented in combat, it doesn't mean that she never exercises.

She wasn't very strong, but no one had ever said she wasn't strong either.

As the daughter of Glenna, with ice bloodline who has received combat training since childhood, it would be a big mistake to assume that she is weak and powerless just by looking at her delicate appearance.

"Cheng Xiao...you want me to be harder, right?"

Ashe lowered her head completely, and her frighteningly calm face gradually faded into the shadows.

She took Cheng Xiao's hand from her lower abdomen. The latter had no ability to resist.

She placed Cheng Xiao's hands on her uncovered legs.

That cool, smooth and full touch was probably Cheng Xiao's last enjoyment tonight.

"You can hold my thighs like this, or you can push up a little bit... or even under my skirt, but you better hold on tight."

"Next, it will be very comfortable."

"The strength is guaranteed to satisfy you."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Xiao felt those two cold little hands on her body.

At this moment, he seemed to feel an emotion called fear... Even death would not move him before, but now he was a little scared.

He clearly saw...

Ashe, sitting on him in a duck-like position, was laughing...

She is laughing!

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Olaf's physical strength is abnormal, and his recovery speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

If an ordinary person was beaten unconscious and had at least four broken ribs, it would take at least ten days or half a month to recover, but he was able to recover to the most extent in just two days.

I got out of bed after a long time, opened the door and saw the sky full of stars.

It was already late at night and the entire camp was completely silent.

Olaf dug out his two axes from the snow pile in the corner of the wall, looking forward to the battle with the Ursine - that would surely allow him to die in a refreshing battle.

And the man who promised him this did not disappoint him.

While Olaf was imagining the battle scene, a dark shadow slowly walked up to him.

Even in the darkness, he could instantly recognize the other person - the only man who had defeated him head-on, Cheng Xiao.

The boss he followed willingly.

"Good evening, boss." Olaf's polite tone was completely different from his previous violent fighting appearance.

"Well, good evening." Cheng Xiao responded softly, "It's almost time."

"You mean...we're leaving?"

Olaf's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the will to fight almost filled his heart.

He immediately turned around and wanted to ask about the arrangements.

But the moment he saw Cheng Xiao clearly, he was stunned.

That super-powerful person who had fought him for a whole day and remained unscathed...why was he in such a mess now?!

Although there were no scars on his face, his clothes were all torn, and many terrible scratches and red marks as if he had been pinched could be seen inside.

How could someone force the powerful Cheng Xiao to this point?!

No, not human... These injuries look like they were caused by the claws of a wild beast!

"Boss, what beat you like this? What beast? Could it be... a bear man?! Have you already fought a bear man?!"

Olaf's face was filled with disbelief. "There's actually a master out there!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao did not answer, but just waved her hand slightly embarrassedly.

"It's not a big deal. The being who hurt me like this has been worn down by my endless stamina."

"Is that so... You really are worthy of being the boss. The boss has the best teeth in the world!" Olaf was amazed.

Cheng Xiao took one last look towards Ashe's tent, then pointed north.

"Let's go, Olaf. Challenge the Ursine, today."

Chapter 47 Lissandra: Don’t be like this, Teacher Cheng, don’t be like this

On the Freljord, a frozen land that is as close to wildness and primitive as it gets, lives a unique group of people.

They are not part of a certain tribe, nor are they blood relatives. They may come from any tribe, from any corner, but the calling of their hearts always makes them wander on the ice field.

Possessing extraordinary strength and a will that ordinary people cannot understand, they follow the voice of their hearts and practice asceticism in various places in the Freljord.

They cannot be said to be kind to others, but under normal circumstances they will not actively attack others, let alone do anything that is against the will of heaven or earth such as slaughtering tribes.

They are called shamans.

Or... [Beast Spirit Walker].

A group of people who can communicate with the spirits of the Freljord and channel them into gaining supernatural powers. Some say they are descendants of the gods, while others say they are the chosen ones blessed by the gods.

But some people don't think so.

For example, the old furnace owner Kerr.

Once an elder of the Hearthborn tribe in the north, she now wanders the central Freljord, over sixty years old, struggling to survive in this unfamiliar land with her young granddaughter.

She always used a cane and wandered with her granddaughter outside a large fenced-off forbidden area to prevent anyone from accidentally stepping in.

She didn't want anyone else to make the same mistake her daughter made.

A gifted beast spirit walker... In order to follow her inner voice, she cruelly abandoned her elderly mother and young daughter and headed to the Central Plains alone.

And the final outcome was... that voice deceived her.

The pilgrimage route she dreamed of led to the hunting grounds of the bear people.

The bear-man there didn't hurt her, but it also completely changed her - it was a bear-man that didn't seem to have completely lost its human form. It could also speak human language, using evil words to bewitch the beast spirit walker into accepting the evil god's "gift."

Thus the respected Beast Spirit Walker degenerated into the terrible Loser.

Kerr stayed here to prevent anyone from being deceived again... At least this hunting ground, this sad place where she lost her daughter, could not be allowed to be set foot in again.

This is to prevent further depravity and also to prevent others from being brutally killed by the lost.

As usual, Kerr took her granddaughter, a little girl of only twelve years old, to "patrol" outside the bear man's hunting ground.

The Lost Ones made a pact with the three sisters thousands of years ago that as long as humans did not trespass into their territory without permission, they would not come out to hurt anyone.

Kerr has lived here for several years and believes in this rule - she often glimpses the terrifying figure of the bear man outside and hears some roars, but the monsters have never run out.

Of course, the premise is that she doesn't take even a step inside.

Amidst the wind and snow, two figures, one old and one young, were wandering outside the hunting grounds.

But suddenly, they stopped.

Because Kerr saw a different scene from usual - she saw two figures pacing along the boundary of the hunting ground.

That was undoubtedly a fatal and dangerous act, and it was something she had insisted on not letting happen for all these years.

"Hey! Come back here! Don't go near there!"

Although Kerr is old, he is in good health and has a loud voice.

As she shouted, half nervous and half angry, the two figures paused.

Then she saw two men - one was older, about thirty years old, muscular, holding two axes, and looked like a good warrior; the other was younger, probably only about twenty years old, thin, with a sword on his back, and looked like a useless "vase".

This kind of combination is most likely some young master who is out for some fun with his bodyguards.

As a result, they found the bear man's hunting ground.

This is something Kerr absolutely would not allow.