Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

"Uh... ah..."

Luo He felt a shock in his chest, and a violent impact of spiritual power made him retreat involuntarily, almost losing his balance.

Fu Xueqiong twisted her body again, her slippery body swaying in a soul-stirring arc.

At the moment of the clash, it seemed as if the entire space was filled with the collision of their spiritual powers. Although Luo He tried his best, every sword move was easily deflected by Fu Xueqiong, as if all his attacks were child's play in front of her.

Fu Xueqiong's jade-like arms slowly extended forward, their movements graceful and natural. Her hands gently caressed Luo He's cheek, the touch of her fingertips as soft as a gentle breeze, yet with a hint of coolness. She lowered her eyes slightly, a faint light flickering in her azure eyes, revealing a cold and enchanting aura.

"Disciple, you really disappoint your master."

Fu Xueqiong's posture was that of a queen, looking down at Luo He with a gaze filled with control and disdain, as if Luo He was nothing more than a toy at her mercy. Her fingers gently moved across Luo He's cheek, gentle and slow, yet carrying a palpitating sense of oppression.

"Heh~" Fu Xueqiong let out a sigh that seemed to be filled with pleasure, the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing a smile that made people's heart beat faster.

Her hand slowly slid down, along Luo He's jawline, and finally stopped at his chin. She lifted it up slightly, forcing Luo He to look at her.

Fu Xueqiong's deep eyes seemed to hold an endless abyss, emitting an irresistible attraction. Her lips parted slightly, and the breath she exhaled was warm and gentle, yet as hot as a flame, burning every inch of Luo He's sanity.

"From now on, I'll have to teach you what true deep feeling is, what is... the most intense and intimate experience!"

Chapter 72: Two people enter the sky and soar straight up (fourth update)

“The most intense and connected experience?”

Fu Xueqiong's voice was soft and raspy, as if every word carried an irresistible allure, like a gentle whisper in her ear. Luo He's body suddenly tensed, his muscles unconsciously contracting, as if every nerve was being stretched to its limit by Fu Xueqiong's words. His heart began to beat violently, as if it would burst through his chest at any moment.

Luo He swallowed subconsciously, but this action did nothing to relieve the tension and pressure in his heart. Instead, it made him feel the dryness and discomfort in his throat even more clearly. At that moment, the air seemed to become sticky, and he even found it difficult to breathe. It felt like something heavy was pressing down on his chest, almost suffocating him.

Fu Xueqiong's words seemed to echo in his mind, each word burning through his consciousness like a flame, stirring his deepest desires and impulses. Luo He tried hard to control himself, not letting this sudden emotion take over his reason, but Fu Xueqiong's provocative eyes seemed to see through everything he did, leaving him no way to escape.

"Yes, I promise you will never forget it..."

A hint of a smile played on Fu Xueqiong's lips, like a blooming flower. Her eyes held a hint of laziness, yet she stared intently at her prey like a predator. Her azure eyes, like the deep sea, shone with an icy chill, yet at this moment, they surged with an indescribable warmth.

She raised one hand and gently stroked Luo He's cheek. Her movements were gentle and slow, as if she was enjoying the feeling of control.

Fu Xueqiong's illness was extremely aggressive.

Luo He's heart was shaken, but he couldn't ignore Fu Xueqiong now.

That kind of evil oppressive force makes people uneasy but also has a fatal attraction.

Talk about passionate and unforgettable experiences?

Luo He had something to say.

When was Fu Xueqiong's attack not passionate and unforgettable?

It sounds like she's planning to up the ante this time? Will it be even more intense than before?

"You really like being held gently in someone's hands and guided to move, right?"

The Iceberg Sword Immortal's voice was deep and magnetic, as if gently plucking at Luo He's heartstrings. Her fingers slid across his palm, with a fatal attraction, seeping into his consciousness bit by bit.

However, behind the soft touch and seductive whispers, there was a subtle sullenness.

"I'm not, I didn't."

Luo He didn't quite understand why Fu Xueqiong said that.

What does it mean that he really likes being gently held and guided by someone's hands?

It was when she was riding on the flying boat with Senior Sister Wang Xiaoke that she guided her spiritual power.

"Hold on tight~"

Fu Xueqiong didn't say much. As soon as she finished speaking, she took Luo He's hand without hesitation and took him up into the air. As she moved, a strong wave of spiritual energy spread around them, and the air around them seemed to freeze instantly.

Luo He only felt his feet suddenly lighten, and a strong sense of weightlessness instantly came over him, as if his whole body was pulled out of the ground and placed in the vast air.

Soaring straight up, the scenes between heaven and earth rapidly receded before his eyes, and the whistling sound of the wind in his ears became more and more shrill.

dong dong!dong dong!

Luo He's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, as if it was stuck in his throat, and he felt like he was in an uncontrollable dream.

The world spun around, and Luo He's vision blurred, as if he were caught in a hazy chaos. Just as he was about to lose his sense of direction, Fu Xueqiong's figure gradually became clearer.

When he finally steadied himself and his vision cleared, he realized he was already high in the sky. Surrounded by endless blue sky and white clouds, the earth beneath his feet seemed so small it resembled a scene in a painting.

Fu Xueqiong was right beside him, holding his hand tightly, a charming smile in her eyes. Her azure eyes seemed to be burning with some unpredictable emotion, and that smile made Luo He feel a little uneasy.

Although her hands were clenched tightly, giving him a sense of dependence like a piece of driftwood when drowning, Luo He's inner alertness became stronger and stronger.

Although the expression of the icy master in front of him was gentle, there was an indescribable danger in it, as if she was in control of everything and he was just a chess piece in her hand.

A cold wind whistled through the sky, and Luo He's mood grew increasingly complicated in this empty space. He looked at Fu Xueqiong nervously, his uncontrollable nervousness gradually spreading.

Before that, a dragon climbed into the pool.

Now it’s soaring straight up to ninety thousand miles?

This kind of strange place is Fu Xueqiong's favorite small battle place.

Luo He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are we doing here?"

His voice seemed a little weak in the empty sky, but it was clearly audible to Fu Xueqiong.

Luo He looked around, and everywhere he looked was a vast expanse. Standing at this high altitude, surpassing the peak of Tianming Mountain, he felt as if he were in a sea of ​​clouds.

The once majestic peaks now dwindled beneath my feet, like a child's toy. The mountain streams meandered like silk threads, and the villages and trees shrank to tiny dots, like an ink painting set on the distant horizon.

The clouds in the sky surged under my feet like a tide, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, giving this empty world a mysterious glow.

A sense of awe rose in Luo He's heart. This feeling of looking down at the earth made him realize his own insignificance. Compared with this vast universe, he was just a speck of dust.

Even with Luo He's Foundation Establishment stage strength, he had never climbed so high in the sky. Even if he flew through the air, he would only hover above the height of the mountain top. But now, under Fu Xueqiong's guidance, he was at a high altitude that surpassed the peak of Tianming Mountain, overlooking the entire earth.

The thin air made his breathing heavy, and a slight feeling of suffocation intensified with every breath he took. This strange feeling spread throughout his body, as if the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

His sword energy was already as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, but at such a high altitude, it seemed to become even more powerful, like an invisible pressure expanding within his body, forcing him to concentrate in order to control this surging force.

"Asking even though you know it~"

Fu Xueqiong's hand was still holding his tightly, with a firm strength and charming aura.

Luo He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He was unsure of Fu Xueqiong's intentions, but the scene before him and the changes in his body made it difficult for him to calm down.

Fu Xueqiong in front of him was beautiful and dangerous, with a pair of azure eyes holding a strange light, as if she was enjoying his nervousness and uneasiness at the moment.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know?"

Fu Xueqiong's eyes tilted slightly downwards. "Besides, don't you just like being affectionate in this kind of high-altitude environment? Didn't you keep saying before that I wouldn't let you move, and you had no chance?"

Yes, Luo He knew it very well.

Next, Fu Xueqiong will give him strict guidance on his sword skills.

Without leaving any room for maneuver or any gap, I will whip him to the point of selflessness.

I don’t know why Fu Xueqiong suddenly felt like having a thrilling air battle today?

It can be said that he likes to be affectionate in such a high-altitude environment, and coupled with Fu Xueqiong's previous series of performances, Luo He had a strange feeling.

It seemed as if this icy master of his was jealous of something.

Chapter 73: Flying together in the high clouds, fingers interlocked (fifth update)

Luo He's thoughts drifted away for a moment, but the strong presence of Fu Xueqiong in front of him brought him back to reality.

But I guess it's just that Fu Xueqiong is a little weird after the onset of the disease? She herself has a quirk of liking to fight in spiritual places and strange places, so she thinks he is the same.

Thinking of this, Luo He's body trembled. He could feel a strong sense of falling. The thin air and strong pressure in the sky made his spiritual power extremely unstable. The floating posture that he had barely maintained a moment ago began to waver. His body tilted and he almost lost his balance.

"Master, this place is too high. I can't stay aloft any longer."

There was a hint of nervousness in Luo He's voice. He tried his best to stabilize the spiritual power in his body, but the oppressive feeling in the sky was too strong. The spiritual power was like sand blown away by the wind, gradually losing control.

At present, this extremely high-altitude environment is still too difficult for Luo He.

"It seems the first thing I need to teach you is the ability to control your own spiritual energy." Fu Xueqiong's face remained as calm as ever, as if she had already anticipated that Luo He would find it difficult to control himself at this height. She licked the corner of her lips gently, her gesture charming and moving, and a strange light flashed in her watery blue eyes.

Fu Xueqiong slowly stretched out her free hand, her tone full of commanding temptation: "Come, take the initiative to hold my other hand."

She wanted to completely possess both of Luo He's hands.

Luo He knew that he had no choice at this moment. Although he was holding Fu Xueqiong's hand tightly with one hand, he still couldn't stabilize his body. The strong feeling of weightlessness and the disorder of spiritual power made it impossible for him to continue to hold on.

In desperation, Luo He had to follow Fu Xueqiong's instructions, tremblingly stretched out his other hand, and slowly held the soft hand she extended.

Fu Xueqiong chuckled, as if she was extremely satisfied with his obedience.

However, Fu Xueqiong was not satisfied with this. Simply holding his hand was not enough. She did not stop her movements. Her slender fingers gradually bent, and her soft fingertips gently touched Luo He's palm, and then tightly intertwined their fingers.

Five fingers interlocked!

[The body of the Great Dao, refining the energy of the Heavenly Demon...]

[The body of the Great Dao, refining the energy of the Heavenly Demon...]

[The body of the Great Dao, refining the energy of the Heavenly Demon...]

At this moment, Luo He felt the indescribable smooth touch of Fu Xueqiong's hands, as if her fingers could easily penetrate into the depths of his soul.

The seamless touch brought a wonderful rhythm, making Luo He's heart beat faster, and blood seemed to rush to his head in an instant. His cheeks were slightly hot, and the waves in his heart were difficult to calm down.

The refining of the demonic energy also made his body even hotter.

Fu Xueqiong's action was like a delicate caress to Luo He's soul. The touch that touched his heart made him feel as if he was immersed in an invisible bondage and unable to break free.

This aggressive tenderness seemed to completely control him, leaving him unable to resist.

Indeed, compared with Luo He's simple way of holding hands like a child playing house, Fu Xueqiong's extremely close skin-to-skin contact is more stimulating.

Complete possession!

"Hmm~ You did a great job."

Fu Xueqiong whispered softly, holding Luo He's hands tightly with both hands. Her voice was soft, with a hint of imperceptible pleasure.

"Isn't this also possible? You have to control my hand like this so that I can't get away."

Fu Xueqiong slowly moved forward, her face almost close to Luo He's ear. Her warm breath brushed against his earlobe, bringing a shiver to his ears. She chuckled softly, her voice carrying an undeniable allure. "I'll give you one more chance, the opportunity to freely unleash your spiritual power. Can you do it?"

"Master, just wait and see. Of course I can do it." Luo He gritted his teeth secretly at Fu Xueqiong's obviously contemptuous attitude.

One of his characteristics is that he is stubborn.

Even though the two attacks from Fu Xueqiong had put him under great pressure, he would not say that he was incapable.

If you want to fight, fight!

"I've been waiting. Let me be clear, with your physical condition, please don't expect me to cooperate or react in any way. If I don't take the lead, your body won't be able to bear it."

Fu Xueqiong narrowed her eyes slightly: "Or are you backing down now? Are you afraid anymore?"

"I dare you! I will show you how powerful I am!!"

Things have come to this point, Luo He gritted his teeth and would never back down.

Show your sword!

Luo He's body tensed up in an instant. He understood what Fu Xueqiong was referring to, and the long-suppressed sword intent in his heart began to boil.

He wanted to express his sword intent to his master without any concealment, and release all his repression and confusion through the sword in his hand.

"Huh..." Luo He let out a heavy breath, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his chest.

His unsheathed blade was trembling, waiting for him to pierce through the white mist and into the scorching sun.

It's just that Luo He was provoked to draw his sword and rush forward...

Fu Xueqiong stepped back, completely avoiding his reach.

Seeing his eagerness to approach her, Fu Xueqiong let out a faint smile. She stepped back slightly, deftly avoiding Luo He's sword, deliberately teasing him.

Luo He's breathing became increasingly rapid, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. His brows furrowed, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, clearly arousing great anxiety and impatience at Fu Xueqiong's actions.

No matter how close he got, Fu Xueqiong could always dodge skillfully, leaving him no chance to touch her.

"Master?" Luo He whispered anxiously, a hint of helplessness in his voice. He leaned forward, the sharp edge of his sword exposed, but the white figure always maintained a distance, deliberately guiding him to pursue.

In the moment when Luo He was somewhat distracted, the devilish smile on Fu Xueqiong's face became even more intense. She suddenly turned around, and the snow-like ribbons of her white clothes fluttered gently in the air, and then wrapped around Luo He's body.