The fairy is fierce

He was in a daze. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

Zuo Lingquan slashed the Shuangfeng Patriarch into dust with one sword. He seemed to be extremely domineering, but his feelings were not much different from a pony pulling a cart... No, a pony pulling a train into a mountain.

After the sword was swung, he was not in control of where it was going. It was completely pushed by the train. After it hit the mountain, the cart was fine, but the pony pulling the cart had a predictable fate.

Even if the sword was pointed at the enemy, the sword energy leaking out of the sword was still not suppressed. It only leaked a little bit backwards before it was chopped to pieces.

This was when the Tianguan Sword had intelligence and was able to restrain itself and avoid the sword master. If it had directly released the sword energy in all directions, it would probably have perished together with the Shuangfeng Patriarch.

After slashing the enemy with one sword, a crazy killing aura swept through his body, as if he was pointed at by a million soldiers. The shocking impact made him faint.

After that, they were struggling in the shock of the soul. The pain was hard to describe, but it was indescribable and very painful.

I don’t know how long I struggled, but the shock from the depths of the soul gradually subsided, and the consciousness gradually awakened.

The moment Zuo Lingquan’s consciousness recovered, he felt the pain and numbness on the right half of his body, as if a knife was stuck in every pore, stirring the flesh and blood.

However, the physical pain had long been tolerant, and the feeling was quickly suppressed.

Lying on the soft bed, there was a faint fragrance from the tip of the nose, and there was a soft and hot touch on the ribs. Even if I didn’t open my eyes, I could still tell from the size that it was a woman’s plump and fragrant buttocks.

The hand seemed to be around the woman’s waist...

Half asleep and half awake, Zuo Lingquan thought it was Jingxun sitting next to him, so he put his hand around her slender waist, slowly opened his eyes, and wanted to comfort Xunxun.

But...

When his eyes opened, the first thing he saw was the dark curtain.

The woman with narrow shoulders and round hips sat beside him, and her perfect waist and hip curves were in full view. At this moment, she turned her head and looked at her with a strange expression.

The woman's cheeks were soft, and her eyes always had a bit of a drunken charm. Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her cherry-red lips were round and smooth, with a bit of thrilling enchantment.

However, this enchantment was suppressed by her temperament, becoming enchanting but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar, with a unique style.

Because she turned around while sitting, the woman's heavy chest was undoubtedly revealed. From her appearance to her chest and hip curves, she was full of enchantment that could bring disaster to the country and the people, but she was full of fairy spirit. She looked... looked like a fairy who could squeeze men dry.

This was the first time Zuo Lingquan looked at the Peach Blossom Lord from this perspective of "waiting to be clocked". Only then did he understand why the ancestor called her "old witch". From this perspective, she was indeed a bit of a demon...

However, this thought only appeared in his mind for a moment.

When Zuo Lingquan found out that it was Peach Blossom Lord in front of him, he was startled and quickly loosened his arm around her waist. When he moved his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his arm and couldn't help but take a breath:

"Hiss"

Peach Blossom Lord didn't care about the unconscious hug. He turned sideways, held down the arm that was moving around, and continued to use needles to remove the sword energy. He snorted softly:

"Do you know it hurts? I warned you at the Zuo family not to think about drawing the sword in advance. If you leak a little sword energy, you can be killed. Do you believe it now?"

"Hehe..."

Zuo Lingquan felt very weak, but after a closer look, he found that he was not injured at all, so he didn't care. He looked around the room, noticed the special portrait, and then returned to the Peach Blossom Lord:

"What happened to the underground palace in the end? Are Jingyan and the others okay?"

"Nothing, everything was taken away, Qiutou picked up the broken axe of the old man Shuangfeng, saying that it can be worth some money if sold as scrap metal..."

After briefly explaining what happened, the Peach Blossom Lord looked at the colorful rope on Zuo Lingquan's wrist, hesitated for a moment, and showed some dissatisfaction:

"What's wrong with you kid? I told you to leave today, but you didn't leave. You had to fight with others and got injured. What do you want?"

Zuo Lingquan felt unnatural talking while lying down, so he propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, smiling:

"I don't want anything, huh? ...If the Shuangfeng Patriarch dares to look down on Senior Shangguan, should I weaken him?"

"Hmm?"

The Taohua Lord was a little puzzled: "Of course, Shangguan Yutang is the head of the Nine Sects, and she treats you as her own child. If outsiders look down on her, they look down on the Nine Sects, so she must be weakened. This Lord..."

"I said before that I would treat Senior Shangguan and Sister Yingying equally. I swore, and I will do what I said."

"..."

The Taohua Lord's eyes moved slightly. Hearing the promise he made before, he did not show joy in his eyes, but a bit of indescribable resentment:

"Oh, it turned out to be because of her... I said..."

Zuo Lingquan could not see what the Taohua Lord was thinking, but he could see such an obvious change in his eyes. He shook his head and smiled:

"Sister Yingying, I am a little disappointed when you think so. When I say 'treat everyone equally', I don't mean to treat Sister Yingying the same way as the ancestor, but to put the two seniors in the same position. If the ancestor is slandered today, I must take action. If Sister Yingying is scolded as 'looking down on others', it is reasonable for me to do my best. There is no saying that I want something."

"..."

The Peach Blossom Lord observed Zuo Lingquan's expression and saw that his eyes were open and he didn't seem to be coaxing a woman, so his expression eased a little:

"That's about right."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and sighed again: "But I didn't fight desperately. I knew Sister Yingying could protect me and get out safely, so I went up to fight with the old man Shuangfeng; if I went up to die, I would definitely follow you, I'm not a brainless reckless man."

The Taohua Lord was silent for a while, and then asked:

"Although you know you won't die, you said 'what's the use of this sword', it shouldn't be a lie, right?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the two swords on the dressing table and nodded:

"In my eyes, no matter how good the sword is, it's still a weapon. People have their responsibilities, and swords have their responsibilities. If the sword in my hand can help in times of crisis but I stand by and watch, then I would rather not have it and change it to a proper 'weapon'."

"But today is not a time of crisis, I was just scolded and suffered a little grievance. In your heart, my grievance is more important than the Tianguan Sword?"

"......?"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes showed some doubts, and he didn't even understand the meaning of this sentence at the first time.

Because Zuo Lingquan has never weighed the "weight" of the people around him, or even compared them with the treasures of heaven and earth; for Zuo Lingquan, these are not things that can be compared at all.

Seeing the serious look in the eyes of the Peach Blossom Lord, Zuo Lingquan was silent for a while, and sighed a little disappointedly.

The Peach Blossom Lord noticed the disappointment in Zuo Lingquan's eyes, frowned slightly and asked:

"What's the matter?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it, and said the old words he had said many times before:

"I practice swordsmanship and cultivation, not to think about things I care about. One day I will be bullied by a stronger person, but I can't do anything; whether it is swordsmanship or magic weapons, for me, they are all "tools" to defend myself. If the tools are useless, they have no value.

"I have tried every means to get these things since I was a child, and I have tried my best to climb to the top of the mountain. I really think these are very important; but if Sister Yingying asks about the weight of these things in my heart, I can only say, "Longevity, immortal arts and magic weapons are not as important as a hair of the people around me in my eyes." ”

Not even a hair of the person next to him…

Looking at Zuo Lingquan with a burning gaze, Peach Blossom Lord could tell that he didn’t tell a single lie, and for a moment she didn’t know how to respond.

Looking at those eyes, Peach Blossom Lord subconsciously thought of Shangguan Yutang.

She didn’t understand why she couldn’t catch up with Shangguan Yutang even though she worked hard.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that maybe it wasn’t because she didn’t have enough talent, but because she was too superficial. She didn’t understand Shangguan Yutang’s ‘heart’ and how firm he was.

So she also didn’t understand why Zuo Lingquan was so persistent today, and would rather abandon the Heavenly Official Sword to ask for an explanation that she thought was irrelevant. .

In the minds of these two people, the chance and immortality that ordinary cultivators value more than their lives are not worth mentioning at all compared to their "heart's way".

You have to do what you should do. Discussing with them which is more important, "heart's way" or "magic weapon", isn't it an insult to them?

No wonder this kid showed a disappointed look, as if he looked down on him...

The four looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

Zuo Lingquan responded calmly. This is the way in his heart, so he naturally wouldn't show any guilt.

Under that look, the aura of the Taohua Lord softened a little.

But after thinking about it, the Taohua Lord felt something was wrong and glared slightly:

"Wait, when did I become someone beside you?"

"Uh..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and the calmness in his eyes disappeared, and he became a little guilty.

"Sister Yingying is my senior, um... you are sitting next to me, this is not considered a person beside you, then what is considered a person beside you? ?

Are you kidding me?

Peach Blossom Lord sensed Zuo Lingquan's guilty conscience. If he simply treated her as an elder, he wouldn't show such a guilty look; but if he didn't regard her as a simple elder, what did this guy think of her in his heart?

The atmosphere suddenly became weird!

Peach Blossom Lord sat up straighter, his buttocks no longer pressed against Zuo Lingquan's ribs; his eyes subconsciously glanced at the colorful rope on Zuo Lingquan's wrist, as if he wanted to ask something, but his lips moved, but he stopped talking.

Zuo Lingquan was indeed guilty.

Ever since he drank a bowl of tea sent by the hip-hipped female cultivator in Thunder Cliff last time, he discovered some bold thoughts in the depths of his soul that he dared not even think of.

At first, he regarded the ancestor and Peach Blossom Lord as seniors, but after a few contacts, going home to celebrate the New Year together, and adding some small episodes, it was difficult for Zuo Lingquan to regard these two seniors as simple elders. They felt more like... well... very close people.

Let's talk about friends. One of them had kissed indirectly, and the other had touched her with his own hands. This kind of friendship couldn't be pure in his heart anyway...

His thoughts were getting more and more confused, and Zuo Lingquan's eyes even showed a little evasiveness.

Peach Blossom Lord stared at Zuo Lingquan's eyes, and she also had a lot of questions in her heart.

She suspected that this boy was so bold that he had evil thoughts and secretly loved her, the mountaintop ancestor who was three thousand years older than her!

If not, how could he protect her the way he treated people around him, and said that he treated her as an elder but looked guilty.

But how could he ask these questions? Peach Blossom Lord couldn't just say:

"Are you in love with me?"

What if Zuo Lingquan said "yes"?

What if he said "no"?

In the quiet boudoir, the two of them were thinking about each other, and they were speechless and looked at each other for a long time.

Although they didn't speak later, they seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

After all, for some things, silence is the clearest answer.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's eyes dodge a little, Lord Peach Blossom knew that he had guessed correctly! My mind was shaken.

When Zuo Lingquan saw Lord Peach Blossom didn't speak, he knew that she had guessed the thoughts in his heart that he didn't dare to say, and his expression turned into embarrassment:

"Forehead……"

"Your injury is not healed, so don't talk."

Lord Peach Blossom turned his cheek, hiding the complex emotional changes in his eyes, and moved his legs slightly, as if he wanted to get up and leave.

But when he saw the arm on his knee, he remembered that he had to treat Zuo Lingquan's injury and it was not easy to walk, so he lowered his head silently and continued to inject acupuncture.

Zuo Lingquan's heart was beating a little too fast for some reason. He couldn't look directly at the profile of the woman next to him, so he focused on the portrait on the wall. He wanted to chat, but he recognized the woman in the portrait, who seemed to be Mei Jinshui, and It’s not easy to talk about these sad things, so I don’t know what to say.

Lord Peach Blossom had an expressionless face, holding the golden needle with his fingers, piercing the black sword mark and twisting it gently.

Maybe he noticed the afterglow coming from behind him from time to time. There was a burning sensation behind him, and his movements were no longer as natural as they were at first. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Phew~

Phew~

In the bedroom with warm yellow lights, there was no words, only two alternating breathings could be heard, and the atmosphere became extremely strange.

A long time passed, but it seemed like only a moment had passed.

The wordless silence will eventually have an end.

In the end, Zuo Lingquan couldn't help himself and spoke:

"Sister Yingying."

"Um...eh?!"

……——

The attic is suspended quietly under the autumn moon.

The empty hall on the first floor was now filled with piles of stone tools and books. Even the plaque of the 'Tianji Palace' had been taken off and placed in the corner of the hall.

Xie Qiutao was like a money fan who had won a big prize. He sat directly on the floor in the middle of the hall. In front of him was a small dragon turtle that could identify rare treasures. He used a small brush to rub a small stone statue, observing the material and pattern. A small ledger with densely written words on it:

Two five-foot tomb-suppressing beasts, price to be estimated.

There are four everlasting lanterns, estimated at about 800 white jade beads.

…

This kind of pleasure of digging up treasures and counting money can only be experienced by eating dumplings.

Today, Tuanzi set fire to the mountain in Huanggu Beach. Tuanzi slimmed down twice more, but he still couldn't squeeze into his mother's collar. He could only lie on Taotao's legs, waiting eagerly for Taotao to find something valuable. Baby, then reward it with a small dried fish.

In the side room, Tang Jingxun obviously had no intention of counting the loot.

Lord Peach Blossom was treating Zuo Lingquan's injury. The only way Tang Jingxuan could help the injured person was to cremate him in advance so that he could not disturb him.

At this time, Tang Jingxun was walking around in front of the map of Jiuzhou. From time to time, he poked the location of Mount Yinheng in Yuyaozhou with his finger and muttered:

"Damn mother-in-law, if you don't speak again, will I get angry? You didn't even come here in such a dangerous situation today, and I haven't given you any trouble yet..."

"Hello? I'll contact Lingye and leave it to you!"

"Good sister, why don't you come over and take a look? Xiao Zuo's injury is so serious. Sister Yingying is not as powerful as you..."

This sentence seems to work.

As soon as Tang Jingxun finished reciting, he felt that the mother-in-law, who had been silent all day, began to occupy her body, and a response came from his heart:

"You close your consciousness, otherwise I won't care about Zuo Lingquan's life or death."

Close consciousness?

Tang Jingxun was a little confused, but when it came to Xiao Zuo's safety, she didn't say a word. She honestly closed her consciousness and handed over all control of her body.

Soon, the charming woman, whose temperament remained unchanged, walked out of the house.

Shangguan Patriarch glanced at Qiu Tao who was sitting on the ground counting money. Without disturbing him, he silently went up the stairs and arrived at the martial arts hall on the second floor, which was directly below the master bedroom.

The isolation formation in Xuankong Pavilion only blocks out prying eyes from the outside world, but it also exists inside. However, Lord Peach Blossom is treating Zuo Lingquan's injuries, and he is not a dual practitioner, so there is obviously no need to activate it.

Shangguan Ancestor stood at the window of the martial arts hall, pretending to be calm and looking at the scenery. His mind moved slightly, and he saw the scene in the master bedroom through a ray of soul left on the colorful rope.

The entry scene is normal.

Lord Peach Blossom was sitting by the bed, lowering his head to get an acupuncture, with a calm and unsmiling expression; Zuo Lingquan was leaning on the bedside, looking around slightly awkwardly.

The younger generation lay down and stayed together with the elders. This was how it should be, so Shangguan Laozu did not become suspicious.

Grand Ancestor Shangguan is not worried about Zuo Lingquan's injury. She knows Lord Peach Blossom's abilities. He may not be good at fighting, but no one can save people from the Nine Sects better. Lord Peach Blossom can completely handle today's situation. If it weren't for Zuo Ling Izumi is so energetic that he won't be hurt today.

However, despite being injured, Shangguan Patriarch was still very satisfied with Zuo Lingquan's performance. If Zuo Lingquan ran away today, he would really not be worthy of the sword she gave him.

Seeing the two of them staying together quietly without saying anything, and with no one around to watch, it was natural that the 'revenge plan' should be carried out.

Shangguan Patriarch raised his fingers, wanting to control Zuo Lingquan, and rubbed Lord Peach Blossom's chest a few times, and he had already deduced the two people's next reactions in his mind:

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of horror, and then he frantically admitted his mistake, saying that he was controlled by the colorful rope, which was not his intention.

The old peach blossom witch was caught off guard and was rubbed twice. She must have been shocked and embarrassed, but she had just been protected by Zuo Lingquan and it was difficult to hit Zuo Lingquan. No matter how ashamed and angry she felt, she had to act like the ancestor on the mountain. He said that it was an honest mistake and didn't need to be remembered, and then came to trouble her!

Treating others in their own way, Shangguan Patriarch naturally wouldn't feel wronged and secretly snorted.

But before he took action, Shangguan Ancestor was slightly shaken all over!

Zuo Lingquan, who was leaning on the bedside, took a gentle breath and suddenly said:

"Sister Yingying."

The peach-blossom old witch lowered her head to get an acupuncture. Her expression became very complicated when she heard the sound. She seemed a little panicked. Her shoulders trembled slightly and she turned back weakly. She looked a little...cowardly?

Shangguan Patriarch was confused when he noticed that Zuo Lingquan's eyes had also changed. He was originally serious, but when he saw the old Peach Blossom Witch looking back weakly, his eyes suddenly showed inexplicable courage, and he went directly to the old Peach Blossom Witch who was so close. The cheek came close to him!

boom

a bolt from the blue!

The Shangguan Patriarch standing at the window froze slightly. His eyes, which had never wavered in the face of any difficulties or obstacles, suddenly showed emotions such as shock, confusion, confusion, etc., so that his cheeks looked a little... stay.

He...she...

Ancestor Shangguan saw the two cheeks approaching quickly. He was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking. He instinctively hooked his fingers, and then...

Directly above, in the wing.

Zuo Lingquan stared at Lord Peach Blossom's side profile for a long time. The emotions in his eyes changed countless times, and finally he followed his original intention that he had never dared to explore:

Men should dare to think and do...

The atmosphere is heightened by this...

Sister Yingying seems to have read my thoughts. I won’t be beaten to death if I ask her opinion...

So Zuo Lingquan mustered up the courage, pretended to be calm as usual, and shouted:

"Sister Yingying."

Lord Peach Blossom's shoulders shook slightly, and he turned his head pretending to be calm, but his eyes were a little dodgey:

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was slightly startled when he saw this weak and "shy" look, and suddenly realized that there was no difference between Sister Yingying and ordinary girls' reactions to such things.

When the two sides confront each other, one side becomes cowardly and the other side naturally becomes stronger.

The words Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to say turned into inexplicable courage. When his head felt hot, he simply leaned towards the small cherry-red mouth.

Anyway, asking has the same effect as directly kissing him. Sister Yingying is such a good person, I really have no idea how to avoid him.

And if you ask, Sister Yingying may be embarrassed to admit that the chance of directly breaking the window paper is higher...

Zuo Lingquan thought so in his heart, but he obviously overestimated Lord Peach Blossom's psychological quality.

No matter how high the Peach Blossom Lord is, she is still a woman in the final analysis. Shangguan Ancestor said that the seven emotions and six desires cannot be avoided. She suddenly encountered something like this that she had never encountered before. How could she feel calm?

Seeing Zuo Lingquan suddenly approaching, Master Peach Blossom was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning!

What does he want to do?

Oh my god...

Lord Peach Blossom's mind went blank for a moment, and he even forgot to hide. He stared blankly at the beautiful face that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

If nothing happens, something big will happen the next moment!

But what surprised Lord Peach Blossom was that the bold and lustful brat in front of her was only a few feet away from her, and when his lips were almost touching, he stopped moving.

Zuo Lingquan's pouting cheek was so close that he could clearly feel the temperature of his cheek. ? !

Peach Blossom Master took the initiative and did not dare to move. His whole body was stiff and his breathing was stagnant. He didn't know whether he was too advanced in the Taoism and the perception of time was slowing down, or whether this brat really stopped at the cliff!

But Zuo Lingquan's eyes were still moving, and his expression was very strange.

His gaze changed from scorching and frightened to inexplicable, and then he raised his right hand.

snap

He gave himself a mouthful. ? !

The crisp sound made Lord Peach Blossom finally come back to his senses!

Lord Peach Blossom quickly shrank back, his face turned red, his eyes were shameful, angry and incomprehensible. Looking at Zuo Lingquan who was slapping him in the mouth, he didn't know what expression to make.

First he plotted evil, then he stopped at the brink and slapped himself again...

Lord Peach Blossom has never seen this kind of strange behavior in his thousands of years of life, and he has no way of understanding Zuo Lingquan's brain circuit.

I didn't even realize it. Why are you performing a one-man show by yourself?

Lord Peach Blossom's mind was filled with thoughts, and thousands of words converged into one sentence:

"Is there something wrong with you?"

"I……"

Zuo Lingquan sat on the bedside, his eyes also filled with shock and confusion. He looked at the right hand that had slapped him, and the first thought in his mind was:

Why are you beating me?

No, this is my hand. Could it be that I was poisoned with a fairy sword?

It shouldn’t be!

Zuo Lingquan felt that someone had controlled his body just now. His eyes fell on the colorful rope on his wrist, and he suddenly realized.

But Zuo Lingquan would naturally not think that his ancestor was causing trouble in secret.

I just thought that the colorful rope had not been completely destroyed, and just now it was Sister Yingying in front of me who controlled his hand and whipped him.

Hearing Sister Yingying scolding him for something wrong, Zuo Lingquan's courage disappeared and he said awkwardly:

"Um...Sister Yingying, I...I didn't mean it, just now..."

"What do you want to do?"

Lord Peach Blossom's heart beat faster than Zuo Lingquan's. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he could not suppress his shoulders shaking slightly and his face turning red due to nervousness and excitement:

"I am your elder, you...what are you thinking? You still want to kiss me, you...are you worthy?"

The words became a bit incoherent due to the cluttered thoughts.

Although Zuo Lingquan had some unexplainable thoughts about Lord Peach Blossom, when he came back to his senses, he felt that he had been too impulsive just now.

My moral character is shallow, so how can I be matched with Sister Yingying? Even if I have thoughts about her, I should wait until I have enough strength before I go for it.

Seeing Sister Yingying was angry and ashamed, Zuo Lingquan was very embarrassed. He did not put down his raised right hand and simply wanted to slap himself on the mouth again.

But this time he failed.

The clothes of Taohua Zunzhu were up and down, and his mind was in a mess.

But after seeing Zuo Lingquan preparing to slap himself on the mouth again, Taohua Zunzhu subconsciously raised his hand and held Zuo Lingquan's wrist, saying angrily:

"Why are you slapping yourself? I... I didn't say you were wrong, it's just... it's us..."

Taohua Zunzhu looked at the slightly confused eyes and didn't know what to say.

Zuo Lingquan was also a little confused and couldn't understand what Sister Yingying meant.

You slapped me just now, but you didn't want me to slap myself... What is this?

Feel sorry for me?

Hesitant?

Zuo Lingquan has already done this, his wolfish ambition is clearly revealed. He thinks that Sister Yingying is hesitating, so he must take advantage of the victory and try to pursue it, so...

Zuo Lingquan secretly gritted his teeth, looked at those beautiful eyes, and tried to move forward again. ? !

The scalp of the Peach Blossom Lord was numb!

Three thousand years of experience, but he still couldn't understand this kid's fickleness.

What do you want to do?

Just now you could kiss me, but you pulled back, now I have reacted, can you kiss me?

What are you going to do next? Pull back and slap yourself again to impress me?

The Peach Blossom Lord had no idea of ​​Zuo Lingquan's intentions, and in a daze, he hesitated a little, and then...

This time there was no obstacle.

Under the warm yellow light, the Peach Blossom Lord, dressed in a dark green dress, sat stiffly on the bedside, holding Zuo Lingquan's wrist, and felt the sweetness between his lips that was stronger than liquor and sweeter than peaches.

That feeling was like a sweet dew after a long drought.

The Peach Blossom Lord had been on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, thinking that he was pure and had withstood thousands of entanglements and emotions in the world.

This forbidden feeling had been imagined in a drunken dream, and it seemed nothing special.

But when they really touched each other's lips, they found that this real touch was not comparable to the imaginary imagination in the dream.

The impact of kissing the man's lips instantly defeated her soul and made her mind go blank!

Zuo Lingquan held the cherry-red lips of the beauty, and his messy mood calmed down, without any more waves.

He stared at the beautiful eyes that were close at hand, and raised his hands to hug the slender waist.

The Peach Blossom Lord blinked his eyes, but he was still stunned and confused. His clothes were magnificent, and it was a bit difficult to breathe when he was hugged. He wanted to retreat, but the man pressed the back of his head, and his pearly teeth were pried open by something.

"Woo?!"

The eyes of the Peach Blossom Lord were wide open, as if he had forgotten that he had the magical power of a mountain top. He just raised his hands and swayed helplessly in the air. Not to mention pushing the man in front of him, he didn't even dare to touch him...