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

Luo He wanted to say something, even if it was just a hint of resistance, to at least restore some semblance of normalcy in front of everyone. However, Fu Xueqiong didn't give him a chance to refuse. With a slight wave of her arm, she instantly carried Luo He into the air.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the two of them turned into a streak of white light and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Fu Xueqiong was moving at an extremely fast speed, the air whistling past their ears. Luo He had almost no time to react and could only feel the strong wind pressure passing by both sides of his cheeks.

Fu Xueqiong held his wrist tightly, and the coldness and strength of her palm were continuously transmitted to Luo He's arm, making it impossible for him to break free.

The two figures disappeared so quickly, leaving a group of Tianming Sect disciples standing there with dazed eyes.

Chapter 151 Come and hold me tight

"Just took him away?" Wang Xiaoke thought to himself, an inexplicable sense of loss surged in his heart.

She stared blankly at the direction where Luo He and Fu Xueqiong left, with a hint of surprise and confusion in her eyes.

I feel inexplicably lonely.

Wang Xiaoke's heart was filled with emotion, and she couldn't help but recall the scenes in the spiritual realm. Those delicate moments seemed to unfold in her mind like a scroll, and each scene was filled with warmth and intimacy.

Recalling the time she had spent with Luo He in the spiritual realm, the tacit cooperation and mutual trust between them, she felt a warm feeling. Her face flushed slightly, and she gently played with her hair with her fingers, feeling a little uneasy.

"Ah, I want to stay with you again."

Wang Xiaoke sighed, his heart filled with regret and reluctance.

At this moment, Elder Canyun floated to her side and patted her head gently.

"You performed well in the Spirit Realm this time. I can see your growth."

Canyun's voice was gentle and encouraging, which made Wang Xiaoke come back to her senses a little, but her eyes were still following the figures of Luo He and Fu Xueqiong, unable to extricate herself.

"Humph?"

Elder Canyun noticed Wang Xiaoke's distraction and waved his hand in front of her eyes, trying to wake her up: "Xiaoke?"

"Ah? Master."

Wang Xiaoke was like a person who was awakened from a dream. He came back to his senses in an instant, a blush appeared on his face, but his eyes were still unconsciously cast towards the distance.

"What are you looking at? Are you in love with that guy?"

Elder Canyun asked with a smile, a hint of joking in her tone. Her eyes wandered over Wang Xiaoke's face, as if trying to catch the subtle change of emotion.

Wang Xiaoke was stunned by the question, her face instantly turned red like a blooming flower, and a wave of shyness surged in her heart.

She stammered in response: "I...I do think Luo He is very good."

The sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet environment.

"Oh, really?" Elder Canyun raised his eyebrows, obviously very amused by Wang Xiaoke's reaction.

She looked at this disciple who was usually introverted and used to being alone, and pondered in her heart.

It was the first time that Xiaoke acted so uneasy and shy in front of her, especially when talking about a boy. Usually Wang Xiaoke was calm, even a little cold, but now she seemed so nervous because of Luo He's appearance.

"So you like him?"

She joked, with a hint of pampering and teasing in her tone, as if she was enjoying the process of revealing the emotional secret.

Wang Xiaoke's face became redder and redder, and he didn't know whether he was feeling ashamed or some other mixed emotion.

She wanted to defend herself, but she didn't know where to begin. She could only lower her head, her mind filled with memories of Luo He. Those memories came flooding back like a tide, sweet and entangled, unable to extricate herself.

"Master, please don't ask anymore..."

"That kid is really good. To be able to perform so well in the spiritual realm is enough to show his potential."

Elder Canyun's voice was gentle, but full of deep appreciation.

"If it's him, I agree. He was neither humble nor overbearing when facing Tuyin, and I admire him very much."

"You don't need to hide anything from Master. Just tell him how you feel about him."

Wang Xiaoke's heart moved, and he finally mustered up the courage to speak frankly: "Yes, I like it."

Her voice was firm and clear, and her eyes sparkled with a watery light, filled with anticipation.

"like very much."

Her voice softened again, like gently rippling waves, stirring pity. The moment she said this, it was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart, and the sweet and bitter feeling in her heart became even more pronounced.

Just at this moment, Yu Chuchu arrived, and her figure looked particularly charming in the sunlight.

However, when she heard Wang Xiaoke's words, her whole body froze instantly.

like……

Xiaoke likes Luohe?

Upon hearing this, Yu Chuchu's heart was stirred up, and the smile on her face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She originally wanted to talk to Wang Xiaoke about the things in the spiritual realm, and wanted to find out why Wang Xiaoke and Luo He were so close in the spiritual realm.

As a result, Wang Xiaoke's feelings for Luo He were so sincere and direct that it was like a bolt of lightning, splitting open all the complex emotions hidden in her heart.

it is true……

"what are you guys saying?"

Yu Chuchu tried to remain calm, trying to hide the turmoil in her heart. There was a hint of unease in her eyes, but her heart was filled with a turmoil of emotions.

"Oh, Chuchu, you're here!"

Elder Canyun noticed Yu Chuchu and felt secretly proud of himself, as if he really enjoyed this teasing atmosphere.

"We were just discussing Xiaoke's feelings for Luo He."

Wang Xiaoke's face was flushed with shame, but Yu Chuchu couldn't help biting her lips.

"Xiao Ke, you... you like Luo He?"

Yu Chuchu mustered up her courage, her tone a little uncertain, and she tried to remain calm. However, a flash of jealousy and complex emotions flashed through her heart, a feeling like being hit hard by someone, making her unable to control herself.

"Yes, I like him."

Wang Xiaoke was frank with him, a determined glint in her eyes, declaring her feelings to herself and Yu Chuchu.

Yu Chuchu's heart tightened and the smile on her face froze instantly.

"I thought you..." Yu Chuchu couldn't continue, her eyes flashing with complex emotions, shock and a hint of resentment. "Oh, so that's it..."

She wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by her own voice.

Why did she feel so sad when she heard Xiaoke say that she liked Luo He?

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the other side.

Luo He was flying all the way with Fu Xueqiong. The scene in the sky passed quickly before his eyes, and the white clouds and mountains became blurred.

Urgent, I can feel that Fu Xueqiong is very anxious.

Fu Xueqiong's breath enveloped him, and the heat from her body made Luo He feel a burst of heat from the sword pattern on his chest, as if the air around them had become thinner.

Finally, Fu Xueqiong's speed gradually slowed down, and the two stopped on an uninhabited mountain.

This place is relatively remote from the main peak of Tianming Sect, surrounded by quiet woods and deep valleys, far away from those watching eyes.

Fu Xueqiong still held Luo He's hand, and with a little force, she pulled him in front of her.

Luo He looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Although he had seen Fu Xueqiong's expression when she was ill, he had never seen Fu Xueqiong sick to such a serious extent.

Seems a little different from before?

Her blue eyes seemed to be suppressing some extremely dangerous emotions, with a hint of burning light in the coldness.

"Master..."

Luo He spoke, trying to ease the situation, but his voice was a little hoarse and had a hint of uneasiness.

Fu Xueqiong didn't respond. She just stared at Luo He silently, her eyes deep and cold. After a moment, she finally spoke, her voice low and filled with suppressed anger: "Do you think... you can hide?"

Her voice was like a gust of cold wind, and Luo He's heart was suddenly shaken.

He didn't understand Fu Xueqiong's intentions, but he knew that she had completely entered that extreme state at the moment. Rejecting her or trying to escape would only make things more complicated.

"Master, I..." Luo He's voice was filled with hesitation and helplessness, but before he could finish, Fu Xueqiong interrupted him.

"You know I don't like you resisting." Her voice became colder and colder, carrying a silent threat.

Fu Xueqiong took a step closer, her eyes still cold, but the suppressed emotions seemed to be gradually breaking through the shackles of reason.

Luo He could feel her breath getting closer and closer, and the invisible pressure made his whole body stiff.

At this moment, Fu Xueqiong's hand slowly slid down from his wrist and gently landed on his shoulder. Her fingertips were cold, but her movements were unusually slow and gentle.

She lowered her head, leaned close to Luo He's ear, and whispered softly, "Come, come and hold me tight."

Chapter 152: Testing the Sword Intent, Defeating in an Instant

"Come, come and hold me tight."

Fu Xueqiong's words were like a sharp blade, cutting through the entanglement and hesitation in his heart.

Countless thoughts flashed through Luo He's mind in an instant. He clearly felt Fu Xueqiong's madness and desire at the moment, but he also knew that in such a situation, if he refused, she would become even more angry.

A tool for venting?

"Master..."

Luo He's voice was low and weak, his heart full of struggle.

"What are you waiting for?"

Fu Xueqiong's voice was like a whisper, full of addictive temptation, and her gaze was like an abyss, making Luo He feel that there was nowhere to escape.

The Sword Immortal Master slowly narrowed his eyes, and his words carried a hint of danger that could be felt.

"Or are you thinking about that little red-haired girl just now?"

"no……"

Luo He swallowed.

He finally slowly stretched out his arms and gently held Fu Xueqiong in his arms.

At this moment, he felt her warmth. Beneath her cold appearance, there was such a fiery hot temperature.

Her heartbeat seemed to gradually speed up at this moment, and it was transmitted to Luo He's chest through her clothes, making him feel an indescribable throbbing.

Fu Xueqiong trembled slightly in his arms, as if she was releasing strong emotions, or perhaps the loneliness that had been suppressed for a long time finally found an outlet.

Her voice became low and soft. "You know, I've been waiting for this moment. What's wrong with you now? Hold me tighter."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Luo He hugged Fu Xueqiong even tighter.

With my body close to hers, I could smell her unique fragrance and feel her hand gently sliding across my waist.

This made Luo He tremble uncontrollably.

Why does it feel like Fu Xueqiong feels a little different when she's sick than before?

It was like a snake hunting, gradually tightening its grip on him.

Just when Luo He's thoughts were drifting away, Fu Xueqiong's fingertips gently touched his back, moving up along his back and gradually increasing the strength.

Her movements were like the melting spring water, smooth and gentle, yet with a hint of danger hidden in them.

“Hiss… Master, it hurts.”

Luo He took a deep breath and felt a slight pain, and his heart tightened.

Fu Xueqiong's movements became more and more bold, and her fingertips scratched across his back, leaving three distinct scratches.

She seemed to no longer be the cold and ruthless sect leader, but had become more proactive and strong, as if she was venting something.

Leave a trace!

Luo He could feel Fu Xueqiong's increasingly strong aura and oppression, and he felt terrified and unable to extricate himself.