A bright moon in the sky, a cool breeze by her side, a beautiful man throwing himself at her in the wilderness.
Was there anything more alluring and blissful than this?
The blissful Fuyao's face went from bright red to dark red to light red before finally returning to its normal color. She glanced at the shameless beauty in front of her, sat up straight, and said solemnly, "Since you want to submit, I'll reluctantly do it."
With a flip of her fingers, a few steel needles shone brightly between her fingers.
'If you dare touch me, I'll poke you to death.'
…
Two hands clasped, two cheeks pressed together. The fat rat was born, pushing left and right.
There was nothing more shameless than this in the world.
Before Fuyao could push him down and poke him to death, Lord Ingot suddenly sprinted out of nowhere. He leaped into the air, did a backflip, and split his legs into a 180-degree kick. His four claws were wide open, and he kicked both of them in the face.
Meng Fuyao immediately slapped Lord Ingot down and retreated 30 feet.
Lord Ingot fell into the man's outstretched palm and immediately flipped over, hugging his fingers and crying.
Fuyao glared at him in disdain. Although she was grateful for his help, wasn't his possessiveness a little too perverted?
Her gaze swept past the fat rat and landed on the man. After wandering the martial world for so many years, Fuyao believed that she had a good eye for things. Although the man in front of her was joking, there was no hint of intimacy between his brows and the corners of his eyes. Instead, he was elegant and elegant, without any evil intentions in his eyes.
'Did he really help me because he saw Pei Yuan trying to harm me?'
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect held a high position in the Taiyuan Dynasty. In the past, there were many high-ranking officials and distinguished guests. Could this man's appearance here be related to the Mystic Essence Sword Sect? If he was a friend of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, why would he help her go against the sect?
Fuyao took a deep breath. She did not want to dwell on this temporarily unsolvable problem. She could tell that this man was not a simple character, and she would not be able to get any answers from him. If he wanted to hurt her, he could just pinch her with a finger. There was no need for him to beat around the bush.
Instead, there was something that needed to be resolved.
Fuyao would not dwell on things that she could not do anything about. She would not let those who hurt her get away scot-free.
Meng Fuyao adjusted her breathing and packed her sleeves. She then tied herself up neatly and took out something from her bosom to smear on her dagger.
It was a kind of juice extracted from the Invincible Flower of Qingzhou Windfall Nation. It was not poisonous, but once it entered the wound, it would cause the wound to fester and become difficult to heal.
She tossed the dagger in her hand, feeling a little regretful that she did not have any poison on her. 'Pei Yuan, you've always been conceited about your peerless beauty. So many men have been circling around you like bees, calling you Baby Jade. If Baby Jade were to have a few more rotting wounds on your body, would you still be able to maintain that hypocritical aristocratic smile of yours?' Meng Fuyao thought to herself.
Meng Fuyao sneered as she cut the dagger layer by layer.
The man smiled at her with his hands on his knees, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Seeing that she was ready, he stood up and pointed in the direction of the Xuanyuan Villa. "You probably don't know about this, but your sect has a secret passageway. If you enter from there, you'll be able to avoid most of the villa's guards. Also," he said with a strange expression, "your master and the other brothers and sisters are currently in the front hall entertaining the Emperor's tutor. You can sneak into Pei Pei's room."
"How did you know? Who are you?" Fuyao squinted at him.
"You can call me Zhaoxu, Yuan Zhaoxu." Yuan Zhaoxu's smiling eyes were like a spring breeze. His gaze seemed to reverse the flow of water and melt the deep snow in an instant.
"Yuan Zhaoxu?" Fuyao murmured. For some reason, she found the name familiar. She seemed to have heard it somewhere, but she could not recall it. She nodded and strode in the direction Yuan Zhaoxu pointed.
Her figure gradually disappeared on the rugged mountain path. Behind her, Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and stood with his hands behind his back, staring at her back.
His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, full of silver moonlight.
Behind him, where there used to be a boulder, a slender black shadow had quietly appeared. It stood three feet away from Yuan Zhaoxu, its head lowered and body bowed in a respectful manner.
"Too …"
Yuan Zhaoxu turned back slightly. With just a glance, the other person was immediately frightened and stopped talking.
"Don't rush me, I'll be right there." Yuan Zhaoxu seemed to know what the other person was going to say. He waved his hand and thought for a moment before turning to Lord Ingot. "Hey, shall we go take a look at her?"
Lord Ingot turned around and faced Yuan Zhaoxu with his butt.
"I'll give you a midnight snack when we get back. Three Qilin Red Meat."
Lord Ingot maintained his posture and obediently climbed down from Yuan Zhaoxu's shoulder.
"You're not allowed to use your power to avenge a personal grudge, or I'll deduct three days of Qilin Red Meat from you." Yuan Zhaoxu chased after Lord Ingot and reminded him. The fat rat wagged its short tail in response, but it was unclear if it had agreed or not.
The man in black watched in shock as the mass of white disappeared into the night. He could not understand his master's actions. Ingot was no ordinary animal toy. He was a Heavenly Fortune Rat born in the Evergreen Temple of the Celestial Firmament Dynasty of Di Continent. It was born only once in a hundred years and had an extremely long lifespan. Its intelligence was no lower than that of a human's, and it had the ability to seek fortune and avoid calamity. Once it recognized its master, it would never change. Ordinary people had never seen it before, let alone possessed it. If not for his master's special status, it would have been impossible.
Such a treasure, how could Master just casually give it away?
That girl just now … Could it be …
But didn't his master's fate say …
Hundreds and thousands of thoughts were running through his mind, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. After following his Master for so many years, the black clothed man was very clear about his Master's crystal clear heart. In front of his Master's penetrating gaze, if he moved even a single eyebrow, he could be guessed by his Master.
Despite his cautiousness, Yuan Zhaoxu seemed to have discovered something. He turned halfway and smiled at the man in black, causing him to bow even more deeply and retreat into the darkness.
Yuan Zhaoxu turned back and squinted at the end of the darkness. The graceful figure of the girl who dared to love and hate, to accept and face, was completely submerged in the night. With a sword in her hand and her hair in a bun, she ran towards the dignified family that appeared sanctimonious on the outside, but was inwardly despicable and selfish. She ran towards the people who had hurt and humiliated her, ready to strike.
"Life is full of fetters, and the affairs of the world are full of hardships and tribulations. How many people can be happy with things like gratitude and hatred …" After a long time, a soft sigh was heard, faintly dissipating into the night wind.
*****
"Grand Tutor is old but strong, his demeanor is admirable, hehehe …"
"Headmaster Lin is a master of the sword and has the demeanor of an expert, hahaha …"
In the main hall of the Profound Yuan Villa, where the butter candles were burning, a pair of old men smiled at each other. They greeted each other in an elegant manner, and their mouths were full of polite words. It was as if they did not see the dark night and the disciples who were yawning one after another.
"Come, come … Grand Tutor, let's try Mount Xuanyuan's specialty Jade Spring Tea."
Lin Xuanyuan covered his sleeves and yawned inconspicuously as the tea was poured.
He had been accompanying the guest for a long time. Although the Limitless Nation's Grand Tutor was quite old, he was still very spirited. He had been rambling for a few hours, and it was already past midnight, but he still did not want to sleep.
Lin Xuanyuan covered his face with his sleeves, his eyes scanning the floor impatiently. Suddenly, he caught sight of the fourth disciple who had slipped in through the side door of the hall.
Wasn't this kid sent to watch over Meng Fuyao? Why did he come back in such a panic?
Before Lin Xuanyuan could finish his thought, a red shadow flashed by the side door. It was Pei Yuan, still as noble and arrogant as ever. She leaned against the door frame and slowly tidied her sleeves. Her expression was normal, but the old fox Lin Xuanyuan felt that there was a hint of hostility between her brows.
Raising his teacup higher to block his eyes, Lin Xuanyuan muttered to himself, 'What happened just now? Why are both of my disciples looking so strange? '
But now was not the time to ask. Moreover, with Pei Yuan's status, even Lin Xuanyuan did not dare to lecture her too much. He could only pull himself together and continue accompanying his guest.
The white-haired old Grand Tutor of the Limitless Nation was a famous teacher to the Emperor, and was even more famous as the teacher to the talented Crown Prince of the Limitless Nation. Normally, at his age, he should be quite tired, but unfortunately, the old Grand Tutor had dark circles under his eyes and persisted in talking to his yawning master.
"The five great continents of Qing, Yi, Heng, Ming, and Di are divided into Tiansha, Wuji, Fufeng, Qiong Cang, Taiyuan, Xuanji, and Xuanyuan. Tiansha is warlike, Wuji values talent, Taiyuan values martial arts, Xuanji values wisdom, Fufeng values virtue, Xuanyuan is skilled in ancient arts, and Qiong Cang …"
Suddenly, a gust of wind came from nowhere, and the candlelight on the ground moved. The Grand Tutor suddenly stopped talking and took a sip of tea. As if he had suddenly remembered something, he said, "Oh, I was so engrossed in talking with the Headmaster that I forgot the time …"
Lin Xuanyuan quickly stood up. "Yes, yes, Grand Tutor is very knowledgeable. I was so engrossed in your conversation that I forgot to arrange a rest for you. My apologies. Men, bring the Grand Tutor to the lodgings in the inner courtyard …"
"Phew …" A sigh of relief came from below.
The Grand Tutor swaggered away, and the disciples immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Lin Xuanyuan stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his gaze fluctuating. Suddenly, he called out, "Old Four, Ruo 'er!"
The two who were about to slip away froze and turned around. Pei Ruo's eyes flickered, and she slowly turned around to face Lin Xuanyuan, who was staring at her in confusion. She smiled calmly.
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed past the window. As the lightning flashed, the bright white light shone on her face that had suddenly turned around, twisting that smile into a somewhat sinister one. It carried a somewhat ghostly and gloomy aura, causing Lin Xuanyuan to jump in fright.
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