Chapter 127: Conflict between the Two Immortals of Baitian [asking for monthly votes]
This scene is really too eye-catching.
Xiye felt as if his body was filled with lead, extremely heavy.
He took a deep breath and staggered away...
At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.
"Young master, young master, there are soldiers outside. They said that you are the person they are looking for." The old man's voice came from outside the door.
I suddenly opened my eyes.
This strange farmhouse, the struggle with the giant python, the embarrassment after being poisoned...
Memories instantly flooded into my mind. Last night, Ming Yan...
I cried out "not good" inwardly.
When I turned around, sure enough, he was lying quietly beside me.
A thin white dress slipped off, revealing his perfect figure.
The morning light shone through the window, and the halo of light just happened to be reflected on his face, making his facial features more three-dimensional. This man was so beautiful that it was astonishing.
I quickly touched my purple face and couldn't help but sigh: "This guy is so good-looking."
"Master, Master, you and Madam are free." The voice outside came again.
Madam, Madam...
I felt very nervous when I heard that.
I was thinking, how could I not let anyone find out that I was sleeping in the same room with this guy? If this got out, it would be disastrous.
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, so he quickly used his hands and feet to climb up to the window.
It seems that the only way to get out of here quietly is to sneak out.
"Why, you want to sneak away?"
"What did you do to others last night? Now that you are awake and have pulled up your pants, you are denying it?"
Mingyan complained like an abandoned woman.
"Ah, you, are awake? Good, good morning?" I clapped my hands and waved awkwardly.
"I pulled up my pants and I won't admit it." Only this guy could say this. He really thinks of himself as a woman...
Seeing this girl running around the room like a headless fly, standing there awkwardly and smiling, Ming Yan's face curled up into a smile.
"How can I not wake up if you keep crawling around like this? If you escape, who will be responsible for my innocence?" There was a hundred expressions of dissatisfaction in Mingyan's eyes.
"Innocent?" I was stunned.
"Why, you're still glaring at me. You don't want to take responsibility, right?"
Ming Yan stood up, his thin clothes slipped down, revealing his tall and slender yet not rough figure.
Coincidentally, the door was opened.
"Nine Gate Master."
"Master Jiumen, we have been looking for you all night."
"So, you and, you and..."
Seeing the Ninth Master just waking up, he looked even more handsome than a woman without any clothes on.
But the woman beside him was not worthy of the sect master. Although she had a beautiful figure, her purple and black face was really... The guards stood outside, their faces full of astonishment.
Ming Yan frowned slightly, his handsome face full of impatience: "Who am I with? Why do I need to teach you?"
The guards bowed their heads and saluted, "Madam, Master, we are sorry to bother you. We will be waiting for you outside."
As soon as he finished speaking, the guards retreated in a panic.
I was stunned and hurriedly explained: "Hey, brother, you misunderstood."
"Yang Baitian?" Ming Yan's face turned pale.
"What?" I straightened my clothes and thought carefully about last night. Indeed, nothing happened. I couldn't help but get tough.
"Why don't you put on your clothes quickly?" Ming Yan frowned.
This is strange. I didn’t take off my clothes last night…
But my coat was actually under him. Did I go crazy last night and eat him up completely?
When I thought about this, my head suddenly buzzed. "Sir, you are the famous Nine Gates Master in the fairy world." The old man suddenly walked in from outside.
"This is the sobering medicine soup prepared for Madam. The poison that Madam was poisoned by was too strange. It was mainly caused by the mixture of snake venom and the soul-snatching grass."
"May I ask, old man, once this toxin is produced, will there be..."
Mingyan stopped talking halfway, looking a little embarrassed.
"What do you mean, young master?" The old man looked puzzled.
“Is there any desire or dissatisfaction? Last night, Madam…” Ming Yanjun’s face turned slightly red.
"Just say it, why are you looking at me?" I glanced at him.
The old man laughed: "This soul-snatching grass does have the effect of a charm poison, but it won't pose any problem to you two young couples."
"And the poison... Tsk, you make it sound as if I did something to him." I went through my memories again, and it didn't seem like I was doing anything wrong.
"Stop, who are you?"
"Is this a place you can enter?"
There was a sound of fighting...
It turns out that time has passed by so quickly.
"Is it you?" I greeted him happily.
Her haggard face was filled with surprise: "Tian'er, I finally found you."
The guards surrounded him with weapons in hand.
Mingyan waved his hand at them, and everyone immediately sheathed their weapons and stepped back.
"Madam?" Liunian looked at Mingyan, then at me.
I was feeling confused, so I shook my head and said, "It's complicated to say this. Anyway, I'm not a lady."
The doubt in Liunian's eyes was relieved.
"Yang Baitian, you may have forgotten what happened between us last night." Ming Yan slowly put on his clothes and gently tied his belt.
He didn't say anything, but the 'extremely lustful' action of him getting dressed seemed to say everything...
The doubts that had just dispersed in Liunian's eyes gathered together again.
"If Immortal Lord Liunian is here to see me, then you are welcome; if he is here to see Tian'er, then the nature of the matter is different. I and my wife are already husband and wife, so naturally I don't want to see another man by her side, no matter who." Ming Yan had a cold face.
"Husband and wife, really?"
Liunian opened his lips, but seemed to have lost his voice. He could neither speak nor have the strength to think.
"Liunian, don't listen to his nonsense. I was poisoned last night. Although we slept in the same bed, but..."
I don't know what I'm saying anymore...
But why should I explain, I'm going to...
"A bed?" Liunian murmured a few words, his figure trembling slightly and his feet staggering a few steps.
I snorted and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with one bed? I didn't do anything to him. If it were you yesterday, wouldn't we have shared a bed?"
"Puff", the tea in the old man's mouth sprayed out.
Ming Yan's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot...
"Yang Baitian, if it was him last night, you would have slept in the same bed, right?"
I shrugged and looked at everyone seriously: "Last night it was dark and windy, and there was only one bed. No one wanted to sleep on the floor, so we had to sleep on the bed, right?"
Thinking about how in the mortal world, a whole family sleeps on one kang, I think these people are really too old-fashioned.
"Come here, kill the man who spied on the lady." Ming Yan snorted coldly and glanced at the guards.
With a "clatter", the guards drew their swords...
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