Minglong

Chapter 376 Oh my god...

"Tuotuo?"

"What's wrong with her? Is someone outside?"
……

A familiar voice rang in my ears, mingling with the sound of waves crashing outside the window and a little noise.

Zhao Ling snapped back to reality, only to find that the feeling of being possessed by a god had vanished, replaced by a tidal wave of shock that almost made her faint...

Although Nangong Ye left a mark on Zhao Ling before leaving to make it easier for her to contact her sweetheart, Zhao Ling never experienced such a situation.

When Zhao Ling finally mustered her senses and woke up, she found herself lying on top of a voluptuous figure, perfectly matched, both of them drenched in sweat, and she could hear soft, panting breaths beside her...

"Um?!"

Zhao Ling was just standing in the Linde Hall when he suddenly pressed down on a woman. He was so shocked that he straightened up on the spot, only to bump directly into the man's chest.

Thump~
She turned around in alarm, only to find a familiar, cold face looking at her with a slightly puzzled expression.

She was pressing down on a girl with a flushed face and large glasses, her dazed eyes looking rather lost...

"Senior Bu?!"

Zhao Ling looked surprised and glanced back and forth a few times:
"You...you are..."

As she spoke, she found herself pinned in the middle, completely naked, and her body shape had changed drastically. Around her neck hung a red stone pendant, which she had seen before; it was Senior Nangong's personal magical artifact...

Zhao Ling felt like she was having a nightmare. She quickly looked around and then at Senior Bu's glasses. Sure enough, the lenses reflected his cold and peerless, ethereal face, as well as the bodyguard standing behind him...

Oh my God!

Zhao Ling stared in disbelief, even forgetting the strange sensation, and looked back incredulously:

"Xie Jinhuan, how dare you... how dare you..."

Xie Jinhuan was surprised that the landlady would come over. She thought it was Mo Mo who had arrived, and stood there frozen, not knowing how to respond.

While Bu Yuehua was holding a meeting at the hall, the bespectacled woman lying on the pillow was actually Lin Wanyi.

Lin Wanyi noticed that Sect Leader Nangong seemed to have suddenly changed, and assumed that the little Taoist nun had come to catch them in the act of adultery. She thought to herself:
My mom...

Has Sect Leader Nangong been knocked unconscious? Does he really dare to send a disciple over at a time like this?

I, your aunt, have truly broadened my horizons today...

How to do how to do……

Lin Wanyi had only come to hitch a ride and dared not get involved, so she decisively chose her mentor over explaining and covering up the situation...

As a result, Bu Yuehua, who was in a meeting, suddenly received an urgent telegram from her apprentice and rushed back. When she looked up, she saw the two of them staring at each other in a daze.

Bu Yuehua looked slightly bewildered upon seeing this:
"Why aren't you moving?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the nun's waist and bumped her backward.

"Huh?!"

Zhao Ling suddenly felt the impact and realized something was wrong with her body. She tried to dodge but her limbs went limp, and she fell onto Senior Bu. Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, she stammered:
"Xie Jinhuan! You...you...you're being insolent!!"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this unusual tone, Bu Yuehua immediately realized why Wanyi had suddenly pulled her back, and her calm and composed expression was shaken.

Xie Jinhuan only realized it was the landlady when he heard the word "insolence," and his mind was filled with doubt.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Zhao Ling's head was buzzing, and she was already a little dazed.

After all, she had just been rewarded in the Linde Hall and witnessed a great opportunity she had never heard of before.

Before I knew it, we were here, and I found that my best friend and master, who usually seemed so aloof from worldly affairs, were actually having a lavish party with Master Wanyi...

Moreover, she had already consummated her marriage with Xie Jinhuan before she was even married...

wrong……

Zhao Ling spends all her time partying with that crazy girl, and she's even seen erotic books. But this doesn't feel like they're performing some kind of erotic ritual; it feels more like something even some mistresses wouldn't dare to do...

? !
Zhao Ling was shocked. Her mind was almost shattered by the massive amount of information that was enough to shake her worldview. She looked back at Xie Jinhuan, her eyes probably saying, "Big silly Huan, what are you doing?"
Even with her iron will, Xie Jinhuan was starting to lose her composure in this awkward situation, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the ghost who seemed to enjoy the spectacle.

Ye Hongshang leaned against the side, observing, and upon seeing this, merely shrugged slightly:

"This has nothing to do with my sister. She encountered a great opportunity, discovered the soul imprint I left, and followed the clues to come here."

Xie Jinhuan was half-believing and half-doubting, but also a little relieved that he had just been playing around with Bing Tuozi, rather than seriously practicing martial arts.

Otherwise, the landlady would have revealed her most important matter in such a muddled way...

However, if the landlady experiences this kind of romance before even getting married, wouldn't that be like being frozen solid...?

Seeing the landlady's incredulous expression, Xie Jinhuan thought for a moment and gave her a quick kiss on the innocent-looking cheek:
"Your Highness, please calm down. Well... this is a long story, why don't we get up and talk about it..."

"Oh~? No, no..."

Xie Jinhuan was about to leave when the landlady stopped him, and he quickly stopped again.

"what's wrong?"

Zhao Ling was filled with shame and indignation. She wanted to chase him away, but her body was too sensitive. Xie Jinhuan's slightest movement sent a wave of ecstasy straight to her soul. Zhao Ling had never experienced anything like this before, and she couldn't withstand such an impact. Instantly, she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. She held her breath and endured it, her words becoming somewhat incoherent:
"No... Senior Ayumi is still here... Waaah..."

Bu Yuehua finally understood how the flirtatious Taoist nun felt when facing Wanyi. Feeling too embarrassed to lie there as a comrade, she quietly moved away, quickly turned over, closed the curtains, and began to get dressed.

Faced with the landlady's flushed face, Xie Jinhuan was in a dilemma. He wanted to get up but could only say "No, no," unsure whether to say "Don't do anything reckless" or "Don't stop." So he tried to continue serving his patron.

As a result, Zhao Ling was instantly sent flying into the clouds, unable to speak, and no longer moved or dodged, but just covered her cheeks with her hands and groaned softly...

……

After a long time.

The windows of the ship opened, and a gentle spring breeze entered the room, dispelling the enchanting atmosphere.

On the lawn by the shore, several disciples of the Beiming Sect were sharing an extra-large grilled silver fish, while Coal Ball, who was unusually stuffed, flew to the window and looked around curiously.

To avoid embarrassment, Bu Yuehua had already secretly run away, leaving only the man and woman in the room.

Xie Jinhuan changed into a neat white robe, exuding an aura of otherworldly, ascetic male god. He calmly poured tea and softly inquired:
"Why did Your Highness suddenly come here?"

Zhao Ling, dressed in Aunt Nangong's clothes, sat upright by the bed, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes clearly glaring with murderous intent!
She hadn't even figured out what was going on when her consciousness was overwhelmed by the tide, and she drifted along like a drunkard.

But that unprecedented feeling of shame was a hundred times more stimulating than any fine wine he had ever drunk, and it even gave rise to a sense of longing, wondering how he would live the rest of his life if he couldn't continue.

If finding an unconventional path brings such intense pleasure, then taking the proper, conventional route must be incredibly exciting...

Although she was still somewhat curious and hadn't quite gotten enough of the information, Zhao Ling was still very angry!

After all, this matter was too embarrassing to talk about, and she had just been receiving opportunities at the Linde Hall, and then inexplicably ran off to this place to do something immoral and disrespectful. Xie Jinhuan, a grown man, didn't even stop himself when he realized something was wrong, and he was already here...

Zhao Ling clenched her small fists, gritted her teeth for a long time, and finally suppressed her boundless thoughts, pretending that nothing had happened. Her eyes were stern as she questioned:

"Xie Jinhuan, do you know your crime?"

Her gaze, accustomed to her high position, coupled with her imposing and majestic figure, truly gave her the air of an imperial princess.

Xie Jinhuan approached with a teacup in hand, and said in a gentle tone:

"Your Highness, please calm down. This is a long story. When I first met Senior Nangong, I didn't know her identity..."

"You still have the nerve to call me senior?"

Zhao Ling really didn't expect that Aunt Nangong, who was known for her aloofness and detachment, could be so flirtatious in private, using such methods to please men. Isn't she a little slut?

Compared to this, what did Li Chimo do?
The second and third leaders of the Dan Ding Sect are all like this; even Sect Leader Lu is forbidden from indulging in wine and women in the Taiyin Palace in private...

However, Zhao Ling found it difficult to comment on the senior's private conduct, and simply said in a deep voice:
"You are a righteous young hero, how can you do such a thing and face Qingmo and Wanyi..."

At this point, Zhao Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and she said incredulously:
"They don't know about this? You've all kept it from me, the princess?"

Xie Jinhuan sat down beside him, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Wanyi knows, Qingmo hasn't had a chance to say it yet..."

"You're simply... If Qingmo knew, wouldn't he chop you up?"

"This is all fate's cruel joke, and I've been trying to make amends. By the way, Senior Bu and I managed to snatch the Divine Gift of the Suppressor, which has already helped Your Highness pay off the debt owed to True Immortal Qixia. From now on, Your Highness's share of the Divine Gift is yours alone..."

?

Zhao Ling was taken aback when she heard this.

The Qixia Immortal lent her an opportunity, and she must return it to Zihui Mountain. However, the Jianbing God bestowed three treasures within the Jiazi cycle, each a treasure for cultivation. She doesn't know how to repay them. If she can't repay them in the future, she will definitely have to return them, and she will lose the opportunity to enter the Fifth Realm.

Xie Jinhuan resolved the matter for her without saying a word, which meant that she hadn't exerted any effort and Xie Jinhuan had given her a divine opportunity for free.

The immense value of this gift is evident from the fact that Wei Wuyi's granting of this opportunity to his disciple shocked the entire martial arts world. Even though they had already established a romantic relationship, she couldn't accept it with a clear conscience. Giving Xie Jinhuan three healthy sons would be considered heartless and ungrateful; she still wanted Nai Duo to give birth to three as well…

But if she happily thanks them after being bullied, then the matter will be over...

But Xie Jinhuan risked his life to snatch an opportunity for her, so what's wrong with ruining it for her?
If she had any conscience, she should offer herself to him right now...

Zhao Ling's eyes darted around, wanting to argue about what had just happened, but Xie Jinhuan had given her far too much, and she couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh. She simply took the teacup and looked away.

"You're thoughtful. I'll keep this a secret for you and try to persuade Qingmo when the opportunity arises. But you can't mistreat Qingmo; she's been so good to you, and she's my dearest friend..."

Xie Jinhuan put his arm around the landlady's shoulder:

"I understand. I misunderstood just now. I thought Your Highness wanted to test..."

"Who wants to try that kind of stuff? Really..."

Zhao Ling's mind was in a mess. She really wanted to ask Nangong Ye and Bu Yuehua, these two arch-rivals, how they ended up stacking themselves together, but the matter was so absurd that she was too embarrassed to ask. So she could only get down to business:
"My father summoned me to the palace and bestowed upon me a portion of Qilin blood. After that, I gained the ability to see human souls, and my cultivation level increased dramatically. But before it was over, I saw the mark on my body rushing towards me. I'm here, so Senior Nangong should have gone to the Linde Hall..."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jinhuan felt that Bing Tuozi was probably in a bit of a predicament, and asked:

"There aren't many people in Linde Hall, are there?"

"Not many, but Father, Zen Master Wuxin, Taoist Master Li Chimo, and Qingmo are all here."

"Uh……"

Xie Jinhuan blinked, already able to imagine the shock Bing Tuozi had experienced.

"Your Highness, shouldn't you go back and salvage the situation? Senior Nangong is probably..."

Zhao Ling knew how much this would affect Senior Nangong, so she closed her eyes and began to sense the imprint deep within his soul, only to find no response. She didn't know if he had fainted or something else...

(End of this chapter)