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

This made him feel a little confused. He thought, "Huh? How come the ferocious white wolf bites people without feeling anything?"

His head was already a mess due to the alcohol, and he was completely unaware that Xiaobai had transformed from a white wolf into a wolf girl.

In a daze, Luo He moved his body, trying to break free from Xiao Bai's "attack", but he was completely unable to break free. Under the catalysis of alcohol, he subconsciously responded, lowered his head and bit Xiao Bai's shoulder, muttering incoherently: "You bite me, I... I bite you too."

The bite only made the atmosphere more intimate. Luo He's lips gently pressed against Xiao Bai's skin, a touch of warmth and warmth flowing into her body like an electric current, stirring a ripple in her heart. Her face flushed slightly, her mouth still refusing to release her grip, but her tail twitched unconsciously, revealing the complex emotions within her.

Although Luo He was dazed, he sensed Xiao Bai's subtle change. Their actions seemed playful, but under their drunken state, they carried a touch of ambiguity and intimacy, making the atmosphere at this moment particularly warm and magical.

Chapter 99: Sharp Sword, Sharp Eyes (Part 2)

In the stalemate of biting each other, neither Luo He nor Xiao Bai was willing to let go, and the two of them rolled on the ground entangled.

As their bodies rubbed against each other, their postures gradually became aligned, as if they were two complementary puzzle pieces, their smoothness intersecting and their temperatures intertwined, forming a wonderful contrast.

Luo He felt the cool touch coming from Xiaobai. The coldness penetrated into his skin, allowing his hot body to gain a certain degree of balance in an instant.

Xiaobai has a special physique, his surface is cold, and he has a natural cold body.

Although she looked cold on the outside, she seemed to contain a fiery energy on the inside. As the contact deepened, the wet and hot feeling gradually transmitted to Luo He's body, making him feel waves of hot throbbing.

After the two rolled around for a few rounds, Luo He's breathing became rapid, his heartbeat quickened, and a flame seemed to be burning in his chest. His consciousness became even more blurred, and his body involuntarily moved closer to Xiao Bai, feeling the wonderful interweaving of ice and fire coming from her.

Xiaobai also did not relax, sticking closely to Luo He, as if enjoying the feeling of the confrontation between ice and fire.

"Huh...heh..."

Luo He felt Xiaobai's breath gently brushing against his ears. The coolness was like a breeze blowing across his heart, but it also brought with it an imperceptible heat.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Xiaobai with a dazed look, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a somewhat drunken smile.

Xiaobai also seemed to notice his gaze, and a complex emotion flashed in his golden eyes, including dissatisfaction and complaints, as well as an inexplicable dependence and attachment.

Xiaobai actually looked down on Luo He at the beginning. When Fu Xueqiong asked her to fight with Luo He, she only felt humiliated.

Xiaobai's identity and background are extremely special. She is not an ordinary monster, but a celestial spirit beast, born with powerful spiritual power and extremely high wisdom.

As a celestial spirit beast, she has always been the undisputed king in the Spirit King Forest. Even those highly skilled demon beasts in the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation stages are respectful to her and regard her as the supreme queen.

As time went by, Xiaobai gradually developed a different opinion of Luo He. Initially, she was full of contempt, thinking that as a celestial beast, she should be respected.

After all, in that Spirit King Forest, even those in the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation stages were in awe of her.

However, Luo He's actions surprised her. He clearly had the ability to control her, but he never used the beast-controlling bell Fu Xueqiong gave him, and even threw it away.

In front of Fu Xueqiong, Luo He defended and protected her more than once, which made Xiaobai's confusion gradually turn into curiosity and subtle feelings.

In their daily interactions, Luo He did not have the alienation that the monsters she usually interacted with had towards her. They would bring her meat and tell her some strange things.

Everything is so different.

Although Xiaobai was still arrogant, her inner view of Luo He had also quietly changed. She went from initial contempt to curiosity, and then to gradual recognition. At some point, she even found herself developing an inexplicable feeling for this human being she once looked down upon.

Although she still maintains a sense of nobility and arrogance, deep down in her heart, she is no longer the celestial beast that only looked down on mortals.

Xiaobai gently rested his head against Luo He, his voice low and a little coquettish: "Woo...meat, give me meat, my body feels so empty, I need something to fill it up."

She leaned close to Luo He's ear, and the desire in her tone was obvious, as if every part of her body was calling for the feeling of being filled.

Luo He was already drunk and a little confused at this time. His head seemed like a mess and he couldn't hear what Xiaobai was saying at all.

He only felt her voice coming from his ears, and her warm breath sprayed on his skin, bringing a tingling sensation. "Meat? Where is the meat? Is there... any more?" Luo He murmured, his eyes blurry, as if he was lost in some kind of dream. His voice was filled with a hint of childish confusion and anxiety, and it was obvious that he no longer knew what he was saying.

I have reached the stage where I don’t know what I am talking about no matter what others are talking about.

In short, gibberish.

Xiaobai moved, feeling the warmth of Luo He's body. Her mind was in a state of chaos, but her instincts drove her to pursue the satisfaction she longed for. She sniffed lightly, as if she could smell something that excited her: "Yes!"

She gently swept her tail across Luo He's waist, as if she had discovered something, and her voice was filled with urgency: "I can feel it. You have something hidden on your body, a hard and big piece of meat. I want to eat that big piece of meat."

Her tone was like that of a child tempted by delicious food, pure and direct, but Luo He was so drunk that he couldn't understand what she really meant.

Because why does he have such hard and big flesh on his body?

They are all in the storage ring.

"No, I didn't hide any meat."

Xiaobai's hazy golden eyes revealed a hint of doubt and determination, as if guided by some instinct. She shifted slightly, her body still shrouded in drunkenness, but the strange feeling became more and more clear.

Her tail trembled slightly, and as she moved, it gently swept across Luo He's waist, as if confirming something hidden there.

"Yes!" she said with certainty, a kind of indescribable persistence. She turned gently and slowly moved toward the spot where she believed the "big piece of meat" was hidden. Each step was cautious, yet filled with exploratory curiosity.

Her movements were cute and innocent, like a child looking for a favorite toy.

As she gradually approached her target, her furry wolf ears trembled slightly, revealing her inner anticipation and excitement. Her nose twitched slightly, as if she was sniffing the air, her instinct driving her closer.

Xiaobai's movements grew slower and slower, a mixture of confusion and concentration in her eyes. Her fingers gently slid across Luo He's clothing, her movements clumsy yet incredibly earnest. Her golden eyes seemed to gleam faintly in the darkness, revealing an unconcealable desire and innocence.

At this moment, she is like a little animal that has just learned to hunt, with a bit of immaturity and excitement, but also persistently exploring the target she has identified.

Luo He blinked his dazed eyes, his vision blurring, but he could still clearly sense Xiao Bai's movements beside him. Her body, like a slippery loach, glided lightly and nimbly across his body, leaving him with a cool yet soft touch.

He couldn't help but shudder, his whole body stiffened slightly, and his thoughts went blank in an instant because of this sudden feeling.

Eh? Isn't Xiaobai a white wolf? How did he become a little loach?

His sword intent, which seemed to be about to pierce the sky, was touched by a burst of cold spiritual power, as if a cold little hand was touching his sword intent. The sword became even sharper.

Chapter 100: Xiaobai, Don’t Eat (Part 1)

"Xiao...Xiaobai? You can't eat that." Luo He groaned.

The cold touch slightly cooled his desire that was almost out of control, but it did not suppress it completely. On the contrary, in this interweaving of ice and fire, it made his sword intent even sharper, as if it wanted to break through all constraints and point directly to the sky.

He could feel the collision between Xiaobai's spiritual power and his own sword intent. The cool feeling was like a cold current, gradually dispelling the heat in his heart, but the sword intent became more concentrated and sharper in this coldness.

"Ah? Can't eat?"

Xiaobai pouted slightly: "I...I want to eat big meat."

Saying,

The spiritual power flowed from her body like a soft, thin thread, enveloping Luo He's body like a flowing stream. Though her spiritual power was icy cold, it held a strange warmth, as if gently soothing the fiery sword intent within Luo He. The spiritual power slowly seeped into Luo He's skin, gradually seeping into his meridians, and began to temper his sword intent bit by bit.

"Uh……"

Luo He's body trembled slightly as the spiritual power seeped in, and the spiritual power in his body surged. He could feel that spiritual power like a gentle stream, guiding the manic power in his body, gradually becoming more condensed and focused.

The originally scattered sword intent began to gradually gather under the wrapping of Xiaobai's spiritual power, becoming sharper and purer.

He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle force coursing through his body. Wherever the spiritual power reached, it was as if a heat was dispelled from his body, replaced by a power as pure as ice and snow.

Under the tempering of this power, the sword intent gradually became more restrained, but every trace of sword intent became sharper, as if it could burst out with endless power at any time.

As Xiaobai's spiritual energy continued to envelop and refine him, Luo He's spiritual energy also began to surge, as if stimulated by something, coursing frantically through his meridians. His body became increasingly tense, his muscles trembling slightly under the force. His brow furrowed, his lips trembling slightly, and he let out a faint moan.

The flow of spiritual energy formed a unique cycle in his body. Under the guidance of this gentle force, the originally violent sword intent gradually returned to calm, and became more concentrated and powerful.

His consciousness gradually became clearer under the wrapping of spiritual power, as if he saw the essence of the sword intent in his body in the dark.

Luo He's breathing quickened. He could feel the spiritual energy within him rapidly growing. Tempered by Xiaobai's spiritual energy, his sword intent seemed to transform into an impenetrable blade, constantly sharpening itself, awaiting the moment to leap forth. Every inch of his skin, every meridian, grew more sensitive to the surge of this power, as if undergoing a new kind of transformation.

Wu Tian Sword Heart, Wu Tian Sword Will, lawless!

Although he was still drunk and his consciousness was hazy, Luo He's senses were clearer than ever before. He could clearly feel the gentleness and power of Xiaobai's spiritual power flowing through every part of his body.

With the guidance of spiritual power, his sword intent became more pure and condensed, and his body was baptized by this power, and the power in his body became fuller and stronger.

Xiaobai was exceptionally sensitive to the sword intent within Luo He. Almost the moment she touched his spiritual energy, she felt a surge of overwhelming force. This force was like a massive sword, powerful, solid, and imbued with an unshakable pressure. As soon as her spiritual energy came into contact with this sword intent, she felt an immediate, blazing reaction, as if a raging flame burned within her, threatening to scorch her entire being.

"So big, so hard..." Xiaobai sighed inwardly. The strength of this sword intent far exceeded her expectations. Every contact made her spiritual energy tremble slightly. The strong contrast left her somewhat bewildered, as if her gentle spiritual energy could be swallowed by this powerful and fiery sword intent at any moment.

But she won't back down!!

Faced with such a strong feeling, Xiaobai's stubborn character was aroused. She pouted in annoyance, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"If you don't give me the meat, I...I will bite you to death!" There was a hint of threat in her tone, but the threat sounded more like coquettishness.

After saying that, she lowered her head again without hesitation and bit Luo He. This bite was more determined than before. Although she still controlled the strength to not really hurt Luo He, this bite was filled with a hint of unwillingness and challenge, as if telling Luo He that she would not give in easily.

Luo He felt a slight pain in his body, mixed with a subtle tingling sensation, which made him frown. However, he was very drunk at the time, and his head was dizzy, so he couldn't tell whether the feeling was pain or itchiness.

The moment Xiaobai bit down, his body shook reflexively, and spiritual power surged in his body, as if it was about to explode.

However, this time Xiaobai was not in a hurry to take back her spiritual power. Instead, she continued to explore Luo He's body more boldly, and her sword intent continued to intertwine with his.

She could feel the intensity of that power, the powerful will that seemed to destroy everything, but she no longer retreated. Instead, she used her flexible spiritual power to invade it bit by bit, trying to slowly grind down Luo He's sword intent.

"Hmph! If you don't let me eat the big meat, I... I will keep biting it!" Xiaobai was a little angry. She was the first to feel the abnormality in Luo He's body and wanted to help him, but she was dazed by his sword intent.

And now, she simply depended on him, biting Luo He's shoulder and slowly infiltrating her spiritual power into him, as if she was engaged in a silent confrontation with Luo He's sword intent.

At this time, Luo He could no longer distinguish between reality and the feeling in a drunken dream. He only felt that the spiritual power in his body was intertwined with Xiaobai's gentle spiritual power. The feeling of heat and cold kept colliding and intertwining in his body, making him fall into a strange state.

"Don't bite... Don't bite there," Luo He muttered. Feeling Xiaobai's teeth digging gently into his skin, his entire body tensed up, his body arching slightly, as if instinctively resisting the sudden stimulation. He tried to raise his hand to pull Xiaobai's head away, but his drunkenness made his movements slow and weak, which only made Xiaobai bite deeper.

Xiaobai felt Luo He trying to push her away, but she didn't stop, instead biting harder. She snorted in dissatisfaction, as if telling Luo He that he couldn't get away so easily. Though the force in her mouth wasn't strong, it carried a stubbornness that refused to be rejected. Her teeth pressed lightly against Luo He's skin, causing a subtle pain and tingling sensation. Each bite seemed to tease his nerves.

Luo He felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder, but it wasn't intense. Instead, it was mixed with an indescribable electric current, as if countless tiny electric currents were flowing under his skin, stimulating him so much that goose bumps appeared all over his body. He couldn't help but groan, his voice a little low and hoarse from the drunkenness, with a hint of suppressed pain.

"Um... Xiaobai... don't..." Luo He tried to say something, but his voice was unclear, his mind a mess. The tingling sensation made it difficult for him to control himself, and the spiritual energy in his body became even more restless, as if Xiaobai's actions had provoked some kind of reaction, gradually stirring within him.

Chapter 101: Xiaobai Didn’t Reject (Part 2)

Xiaobai felt Luo He's struggle and uneasiness, but he felt a little proud in his heart. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a little revengeful mentality.

She knew she wouldn't truly hurt Luo He, but she wasn't willing to let him go so easily. The cool spiritual energy once again flowed through her teeth into Luo He's body, like gentle streams slowly soaking into his spiritual energy, trying to gradually calm his fiery sword intent.

However, Luo He's reaction was even more intense. The cool touch formed a sharp contrast with the burning sensation in his body, causing his consciousness to gradually blur.

Every time Xiaobai deepened his bite, Luo He felt a surge of heat surge through his body, his spiritual power becoming increasingly violent and almost uncontrollable. His body trembled involuntarily, and his fingers grasped Xiaobai's shoulders weakly, wanting to push away, but unable to resist the numbing sensation that surged like a tide.

"Hmm... so weird..." Luo He muttered to himself, his consciousness gradually being swallowed up by the mixed feeling of numbness and pain. He stopped struggling and let Xiaobai continue that subtle biting. He seemed to be addicted to this strange feeling.

Xiaobai's spiritual power flowed slowly into Luo He's body like a cool stream, blending with his fiery sword intent. The sword intent was as intense as fire, and the originally sharp edge gradually became softer under the infiltration of this spiritual power, but it still retained its sharpness.

Luo He could clearly feel that the gentle spiritual power coming from Xiaobai was intertwining with his sword intent in an incredible way, like the fusion of yin and yang between heaven and earth.

This feeling was unprecedented. Luo He felt as if all his spiritual energy was being guided by Xiaobai's power, gradually departing from its usual trajectory, as if being drawn into an unknown realm. Sword intent surged within him, seemingly becoming more condensed, like a sword about to be unsheathed, its edge exposed, yet gradually becoming harmonious due to the guidance of this spiritual power.

Luo He's body grew increasingly lighter, as if, at that moment, he had transcended the constraints of the mortal world, floating in the air, free from the constraints of gravity. His limbs trembled gently, and as his spiritual energy flowed, it felt as if a gentle force was lifting him up, making him feel an unprecedented sense of ease and freedom.

"Xiaobai..." Luo He muttered to himself, his voice low and hazy. The world before him gradually became blurry, and only the mixed feeling of numbness and pain lingered in his mind. He no longer resisted or struggled, but let Xiaobai continue her delicate biting, as if immersed in this strange feeling, unable to extricate himself.

Xiaobai's spiritual power was as gentle as water, but at the moment it merged with Luo He's sword intent, it carried a force that could not be ignored. That force guided the sword intent in his body to become more pure, just like hammering a sword embryo, removing impurities bit by bit, leaving only the sharpest part.

Luo He only felt that the blood in his body was flowing faster, his heartbeat seemed to become stronger, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to become extremely active under this wonderful induction.

Every fluctuation of spiritual power made Luo He feel a kind of joy like flying. His consciousness seemed to leave his body and float high into the sky, feeling a sense of unrestrained freedom.

His eyes were half open and half closed, his vision was hazy and blurred, and he was completely immersed in this transcendent feeling, as if at this moment, everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

Xiaobai continued to maintain her gentle bite, and her spiritual power never stopped. Her spiritual power and Luo He's sword intent were increasingly intertwined, as if the two had become one.

Luo He could feel his spiritual power gradually flowing out and merging with Xiaobai, bringing an unprecedented sense of warmth and stability, as if soothing all the fatigue and anxiety in his body.

Luo He's breathing gradually became steady, and his body was no longer tense, as if he had completely immersed himself in this illusory feeling.

There was a faint aroma of wine in the air, mixed with the blended breath of the two people, as if forming an intoxicating atmosphere.

Luo He's consciousness had long been infected by this tipsy atmosphere. The once rational and clear mind gradually blurred, replaced by a dreamlike feeling of floating. He felt as if he was in an endless void. Everything around him became unreal, leaving only the lingering warmth and soft touch.

In the moment when his body relaxed a little, Luo He suddenly noticed a unique fragrance emanating from Xiaobai. This fragrance was like a kind of magic, instantly invading his senses and arousing the power hidden deep in his body.

It was Xiaobai's unique fragrance, a touch of elegance and coolness, yet imbued with an irresistible allure. This fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, as if seeping into his bloodstream, quickly igniting the fiery sword intent within him.

"You smell so good, Xiaobai, you smell so good."

With the invasion of this fragrance, the sword intent in Luo He's body seemed to be stimulated by something and exploded instantly, like an enraged dragon, rushing wildly in his meridians.

The sword intent was even more powerful than before, as if it had broken free of some kind of restraint, striding towards a whole new level. That indestructible force filled Luo He's entire body, making every limb and bone feel an unprecedented strength. It was as if every inch of his skin had become incomparably hot. The sharp edge of the sword intent burned fiercely within him, continuously spreading outward.

The effects of so many spirits and flesh and the Thousand Days Drunk will not end so easily.

Luo He only felt that the spiritual power in his body was driven by this sword intent, becoming more surging and fierce, as if the whole world became clear and bright at this moment.

His heartbeat was like thunder, and his blood was flowing in his body like magma. The indestructible sword intent seemed to break out of his body and turn all obstacles into dust.

Luo He was immersed in this unprecedented power and felt as if he had surpassed himself and reached a whole new realm.