In the pouring rain, Liu Yanchang's thin and weak body swayed left and right. The strong wind whistled past and threw him to the ground, like a dog eating mud.
Because the road at the foot of Mount Hua was paved with rocks of different sizes, it was bumpy and extremely hard.
Liu Yanchang fell directly to the ground, and his body came into close contact with the rocks. In an instant, he was dizzy from the fall, and his vision gradually became a little blurry. After a while, his consciousness went black, and he fainted.
After Liu Yanchang fainted, the Third Sacred Mother waved her hand in the void. The rain weakened, the clouds dispersed, and the warm sunlight poured down. There were no clouds for thousands of miles, and the blue sky was clear.
Under the sunlight, the raindrops on the leaves were crystal clear, emitting a little bit of light.
On the rugged road, a young man in a green robe could be seen lying on the ground. His body was dripping wet, and he was in a sorry state. He was already unconscious.
"Hmph, who asked you to blaspheme the gods? Goddess, let's go back. Let this mortal perish on his own."
Zhao Xia said in an unfriendly tone. In her heart, just letting Liu Yanchang faint was letting him off too lightly.
Seeing him in such a sorry state, the Third Sacred Mother's depression dissipated, and she finally felt much better. Seeing his weak breathing, she said with pity, "Zhao Xia, this scholar isn't dead, is he?"
"Goddess, why do you care if he's dead or alive?"
"Morning Glow, just give them a light punishment. If we really take their lives, what's the difference between us and some evil monsters?"
Glancing at Liu Yanchang, the Third Sacred Mother said calmly. Although she didn't like the latter, he was still a life.
"There are many wild beasts around Mount Hua. Take him back to the temple for the time being. When he wakes up, send him away …"
Suddenly, a white light fell silently from the void without warning. In the end, it accurately landed on Zhao Xia's head, causing her body to tremble. Her eyes changed, but she didn't show any abnormality.
In the void, Mu Qingxiao narrowed her starry eyes, and an indescribable murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
The white light just now had the aura of at least a Golden Immortal. She didn't expect that other Golden Immortals would interfere in this matter.
Moreover, the person hiding in the dark was obviously plotting against the Third Holy Mother.
Temporarily suppressing the killing intent in her heart, Mu Qingxiao chose to wait and see.
After the system issued the quest, he treated Yang Chan as his woman. Naturally, he couldn't let her make the same mistake again.
However, the latter did not appear. Moreover, with the Third Holy Mother present, it was not convenient for Mu Qingxiao to make a move.
No wonder in the plot, Zhao Xia would be the matchmaker between the Third Holy Mother and Liu Yanchang. Someone must have interfered with his thoughts.
After all, the latter was just an insignificant Earth Immortal. Disrupting her thoughts without anyone noticing was a piece of cake for a Golden Immortal. Even he could do it himself.
"Your Highness, there are people coming to the temple from time to time to make offerings. If people see this, they will definitely spread rumors and it will have a bad effect on Your Highness."
Hearing this, the Third Holy Mother pondered for a moment and felt that Zhao Xia's words were reasonable. She asked, "Then what should we do? Why don't we throw him into Huayin City?"
As expected, the previously angry Zhao Xia's tone changed in the next second. She was leaning towards Liu Yanchang.
"Your Highness, why go through so much trouble? Let's take him to the back of the mountain first. When he wakes up, we can send him away."
"You're right. Then let's put him next door for now."
Then, the Third Holy Mother was getting impatient. She turned around and dashed towards the back of Mount Hua.
In the void, Mu Qingxiao glanced at Zhao Xia. Her starry eyes scanned the empty void and she sneered. Space twisted and she disappeared.
After the Third Holy Mother left, a smile appeared on Zhao Xia's delicate face. She walked up and used her Qi to carry Liu Yanchang to the back of the mountain.
After the Third Holy Mother and Zhao Xia left, ripples appeared in the void. Then, a pure white light appeared in the void.
After the white light appeared in the void, a slender figure walked through the void. It was a man with white wings on his back. His eyes were emotionless.
He wore a white robe and his wings were pure white. They were emitting light. His snow-white hair reached his waist and fluttered in the wind. He was full of wildness.
"Hmmph, after so many years of planning, I can finally execute my plan. Let's give the Heavenly Court a gift."
At the same time, in the back of Mount Hua.
After returning to the back of the mountain, the Third Holy Mother was not in the mood to pay attention to Liu Yanchang. After instructing Zhao Xia, she walked towards the exquisite little bamboo house.
Inside the exquisite little bamboo house, Mu Qingxiao had already concealed his Qi. His face was pale and he coughed from time to time. His jet-black hair fell to his waist. His brows were sharp like swords and his eyes were bright like stars. His entire being was full of confidence.
"Cough, cough …"
"Mu Qingxiao, your body hasn't fully recovered. Lie down."
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's coughing, the Third Holy Mother's heart clenched. She quickly pushed open the door and walked in. Her jade-like hands gently supported him.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao felt gratified. It seemed that his actions had taken effect.
"I'm fine. I was a bit worried when you didn't come back. I wanted to go out and take a look. I didn't expect you to come back just in time."
"Don't worry, Mu Qingxiao. I have the Third Holy Mother's protection on Mount Hua. Nothing will happen to me."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao placed his right hand on her slender waist and gently pulled her into his embrace. He said, "That's right. The Third Holy Mother will grant all of your wishes. Otherwise, I wouldn't have met Chan 'er."
"Mu Qingxiao."
Hearing his gentle words, the Third Holy Mother leaned into his embrace and gently called out to him.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao bent down. The Third Holy Mother blushed, but she did not avoid him.
Feeling the sweetness and softness of her lips, Mu Qingxiao held her waist with his left hand and held her face with his right. He walked towards the bed while gently kissing her.
Facing Mu Qingxiao's gentleness, the Third Holy Mother gradually lost herself. Her heart was extremely bashful. Her jade-like hands tightly grasped his clothes as she responded in a shy manner.
After the two of them fell onto the bed, Mu Qingxiao's hands did not remain idle. They wandered around and silently reached into her clothes.
"Oh!"
The Third Holy Mother's body trembled. Her heart was uneasy. She quickly grabbed his hands and said, "Mu Qingxiao, I'm not ready yet. Moreover, your body hasn't recovered yet. Can we wait a few more days?"
"Okay."
Hearing this, the Third Holy Mother tidied up her clothes and hammered his chest with her fist. Her soft and boneless body leaned into his embrace. Her beautiful face was flushed and her beautiful eyes were filled with happiness.
Mu Qingxiao hugged her and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. The Third Holy Mother felt as if she had fallen into a jar of sweetness and was unable to extricate herself.
The atmosphere in the small bamboo house was very warm. Feelings were growing in their hearts and gradually fermenting.
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