With a long moan, Qing Qing fell from the high clouds and clung to Zhao Yun's chest like an octopus. Her entire body was weak, and she was only panting slightly.
After a long while, Qing Qing finally regained her senses. A wave of shyness assaulted her heart, but she could not bear to leave Zhao Yun's warm and charming embrace. She only buried her head tightly in Zhao Yun's chest.
A poem involuntarily jumped into her heart, and a voice as soft as a mosquito's rose from her gums. "I have to risk my life for today's joy." After reciting these two lines, Qing Qing was both happy and shy. She could not control her feelings.
Her fiery red hair was messy and twisted, and she was no longer as elegant and quiet as before. There were a few strands here and there, and they playfully played around on Zhao Yun's shoulders and neck.
Xiao Lan's ears were extremely sharp, and she had long heard Qing Qing's words of love. She giggled and said, "My good sister, I think you recited these two lines wrongly. It should be 'I have to risk my life for today's joy. "Hehe."
Qing Qing was even more ashamed. She spat weakly, "You're spouting nonsense again." However, her hands held tightly and hugged Zhao Yun even tighter. It was as if she wanted to merge herself with this handsome man and never be separated again.
Xiao Lan's eyes sparkled like bright stars. She wanted to continue teasing her sister, but she suddenly realized that Zhao Yun was glaring angrily.
A sharp glint that seemed to want to devour people rushed over fiercely. Xiao Lan could not help but be stunned. She thought to herself, "Why is my good brother looking at me so fiercely? Isn't he happy? "
Suddenly, there were a few knocks on the wooden door. Xiao Lan's mood was disrupted by the knocking and she said unhappily, "What's the matter? Didn't I instruct you not to disturb me? "
The servant at the door whispered, "Miss, I don't want to either. Second Master Xiong from the City Lord's Mansion is here. He specifically wants to see the two of you. "
Xiao Lan was shocked, but she immediately calmed down.
What was to come would come. She had already thought of this ending. She then shouted towards the door, "Second Master Xiong, please wait for a moment. My sister and I will go out to meet you after we pack up."
The maid answered and left. Her light footsteps seemed to be lengthened and heavier by an inexplicable force, echoing in the long corridor for a long time, lingering in the hearts of Qing Qing and Xiao Lan.
Qing Qing tidied up her hair and said worriedly, "Ever since the City Lord gave the betrothal gift, the City Lord's Mansion has been monitoring us even more strictly. A few days ago, as soon as the young man you asked Fangniang to escort stepped out of our Hu Estate's main gate, he was tied up and interrogated by the City Lord's Mansion's people. Fortunately, you didn't have any relationship with them, and the City Lord Manor only executed them in secret. You actually swallowed your anger and didn't alert us. The two of us, along with hundreds of our clansmen, are all under the control of the Solitary Cloud City Master. I've always advised you not to mess around and look at the big picture. Sigh, I didn't expect myself to be so ridiculous today. "
Xiao Lan had already put on her dress, and her charming big eyes looked straight at her sister's starry eyes. "Hehe, so you're saying that you regret it? How are you going to punish me? "
Qing Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Yun's strong body gently. She said firmly, "No, I don't regret it. It's enough for me to have this day. " She tidied up her clothes and said, "Let's go quickly. That Second Master Xiong has a bad temper. We don't know what will happen if we wait too long."
The two of them walked slowly, gently opened the door, and were about to head to the hall. Qing Qing suddenly felt a chill on her back and couldn't help but turn around. She saw Zhao Yun lying on the bed with her eyes wide open, shooting out cold hatred.
"Why does this Langjun have such an expression? I was so shy just now and didn't dare to look into his eyes. Sigh, I don't even know his name, but I actually … "
Qing Qing was still thinking when Xiao Lan pulled her sleeve and said with a smile, "Sister, let's go quickly. If you want to look at your brother, wait until you come back. There's still plenty of time. "Qing Qing didn't explain and followed Xiao Lan forward, her heart undulating.
By the time Qing Qing and her sister returned to Xiao Lan's room, more than an hour had passed. Xiao Lan was holding a three-foot-eight-inch black sword in her hand. It was Zhao Yun's Mighty Fighting Divine Sword.
Qing Qing asked curiously, "Xiao Lan, you said that this sword belongs to this Langjun? Although this sword looks simple and unadorned, it exudes might without being angry. It's not ordinary and is actually quite similar to the peerless divine weapons in the family catalog. This Langjun carries this sword with him. What's his identity? "
Xiao Lan pouted and said, "How would I know? Not only does Fangniang's Ten Days of Drunkenness make people feel weak, but they can't even call for help. My good brother is so handsome. I like him, so I gave my body to him. Why do I care so much? If you're so curious, why don't you pull out this sword and take a look? "As she spoke, she pulled out the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword from the scabbard.
"Hiss." The two sisters took a deep breath at the same time. They looked at each other and said in unison, "What a pure extreme yin aura!" The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword was constantly emitting extreme yin true energy. Ordinary people couldn't even get close to it. The two sisters were so close to the sword's edge that not only did they seem fine, but they were also like bees that had picked up honey and a stupid bear that had pulled out corn. Their eyes were filled with surprise, and they couldn't hide the ecstasy in their hearts.
Xiao Lan almost suspected that her feelings were wrong and fell into a state of extreme surprise. "Sister, I'm not dreaming, right? Is this a gift from the heavens? There's so much pure extreme yin aura! If we had obtained this sword three years ago, we wouldn't have been afraid of the stinky bear. We would have directly killed him and chopped him into seven or eight pieces. "
Qing Qing nodded and then shook her head. "That's right. What a rich extreme yin true energy. Just the amount emitted by the sword at this moment is more than the yin energy of heaven and earth that we have painstakingly collected after cultivating day and night for 20 years. If we can absorb this extreme yin aura at all times, our Heavenly Fox Heart Method can advance at a rapid pace and break through the limits that our predecessors didn't dare to imagine. However, Xiao Lan, have you thought about it? This sword isn't ours. It belongs to this Langjun. No matter how suitable it is for us, it's just wishful thinking. "
"What's not ours? Even my good brother's person is ours. Why isn't his sword ours? Sister, what are you thinking? " Lil 'Lan caressed the sword back and forth lovingly, and a trace of viciousness flashed across her eyes. "Hmph, moreover, if he's really unwilling to give the sword to us, we'll go all out and ruthlessly cut off his head with a sword. This way, we won't have to think about anything else. Doesn't this sword belong to us? "
Qing Qing couldn't believe her ears. She turned pale with fright and said, "Xiao Lan, you said that you want to kill this Langjun? How, how can this be? "
Xiao Lan greedily took a breath of the precious true energy given by the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword and said, "That's right. This sword is so good. If he wakes up, he definitely won't give it to us. We might as well kill him to avoid trouble. Besides, didn't Second Brother Xiong just vaguely warn us not to mess around and look for other men? Let's kill this good brother first so that that lousy bear won't be jealous and fly into a rage. This way, our clansmen won't be too implicated. "
"But, but how can we do this? We????? "Qing Qing didn't know why, but when she heard that her sister was determined to kill Zhao Yun, she felt an indescribable pain in her heart.
She knew that her sister was right. Whether it was to escape the punishment of Solitary Cloud City's City Lord or to take this supreme sword for granted, killing this handsome gentleman was the best choice. However, she just couldn't harden her heart.
It was as if a corner of a stiff iceberg had melted. She could no longer maintain her calm composure. Qing Qing even had a faint impulse. As long as her sister showed the slightest sign of making a move, she didn't mind falling out with her sister. She had to protect this strangely handsome man who had been intimate with her.
Xiao Lan laughed and said, "Hehe, Sister, do you really like this good brother and can't bear to kill him?"
Qing Qing's beautiful lips trembled slightly as she said with difficulty, "No. I just, I just feel that you shouldn't kill this gentleman like this. As for us, we are destined to be the City Lord's wives. There's no need to talk about whether we like him or not. "
Xiao Lan held the sword in her left hand and walked to the side of the bed. She carefully looked at her good brother, whose eyes were tightly shut and brows were knitted. She couldn't help but stretch out her right hand. "My good brother is so good. How can I bear to kill him? I still want to keep him and play with him slowly. Sister, you're so stupid. You've been fooled by me again. "
Qing Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all this time, she had been fooled by Xiao Lan again. Her sister had always been mischievous and mischievous. She was used to her unconventional behavior, but she didn't expect her sister to be able to joke about something as important as killing people and seizing swords to cultivate.
"However, it's a good thing that it's a joke this time." After knowing the truth, Qing Qing's heart immediately relaxed. The huge stone hanging in her heart finally fell to the ground.
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