Minglong

Chapter 399 Coming
As night deepened, the inn gradually quieted down.

Inside the room, Nangong Ye slowly opened his eyes and saw himself sitting cross-legged on the bed, his clothes neat and tidy. At the window, Xie Jinhuan, dressed as a wandering knight, stood with one hand behind his back, looking as if he were concerned about the country and its people, seemingly engrossed in something...

Nangong Ye looked around, slightly puzzled:

"Weren't you eating? What were you and Qingmo doing just now?"

Xie Jinhuan must have been serving his patron, using his hands and mouth, and even stroking his face with ink, but Qingmo didn't dare let his master know about it. After it was over, he insisted on putting his clothes back on and putting on a show, so he could only comply. Hearing the sound, he turned around:
"I finished eating a long time ago. I was just teaching Momo sword techniques."

"Sword control..."

Nangong Ye initially believed it, but upon closer inspection, he felt a strange sense of comfort, as if his daughter had secretly driven the car. His icy expression softened into speechlessness, and after a moment of silence, he said with slight displeasure:

"You've traveled such a long way, you must be tired. Go to sleep."

Xie Jinhuan had just finished dressing, and now he loosened his belt again and came to the bedside:
"How's the situation in the capital?"

Nangong Ye's heart tightened upon seeing this, and he subconsciously shrank further into the bed, but immediately put on a cold and imposing aura:
"Xie Jinhuan, you're insatiable, aren't you? Qingmo just now..."

Xie Jinhuan sat down in front of him and held his fair, jade-like hand:

"I was just lying here chatting about private things, what were you thinking?"

Nangong Ye isn't a stupid girl. They've been married for almost a long time, so how could she not understand this brat's character? If she dares to give in, she'll be crying and wailing in no time.

But Xie Jinhuan insisted, and she couldn't get rid of him, so she could only pretend to be unwilling and look away.

It turns out that this brat must have been unable to actually touch Momo earlier and was feeling quite frustrated, so he turned around and pressed her down on the pillow, lifted her skirt, and they got into a passionate encounter.

"Woo~"

Caught off guard, Nangong Ye raised his hand and punched the crude brute:
Why are you in such a hurry?

Xie Jinhuan knew that rushing would damage the car, but it had already been warmed up for half an hour, so warming it up again would be redundant. Now, enveloped in the warmth of the ice block, he let out a soft sigh of relief.
"Does it hurt?"

"..."

Nangong Ye felt it was just right, but he didn't want to say it outright. He simply closed his eyes and pretended to be forced into a sexual position. After a moment of silence and finding no movement, he opened his eyes again and secretly peeked.

She discovered that the brat was staring at her, and when he saw her open her eyes and dared to laugh, she was instantly enraged.
"You...you get off me...waaaah..."

clap clap clap...

However, the two hadn't been flirting for long when there was a sudden noise in the hallway, followed by a knock on the door:

dong dong~
The two stopped abruptly. Nangong Ye thought the demoness had come attracted by their scent, and his expression of shame and indignation instantly turned to displeasure. He turned his head and said:
"Come in, why are you knocking?"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence outside before the door quietly opened.

squeak~
After washing up and changing into a loungewear dress, Zhao Ling quietly crept in from outside, intending to see what Qing Mo was up to—why was he taking so long and looking so fierce? But when she looked up, she saw:
The stunningly beautiful woman, with her aloof and otherworldly demeanor, leaned against the pillows, her long, slender, white legs draped over Ah Huan's shoulders, her feet pointing skyward, exuding boundless magical power...

hiss~
Zhao Ling was stunned, and said in disbelief:
"Qingmo, what is this... Senior Nangong?!"

Seeing the astonishment and panic on the face of the iceberg truck, Zhao Ling realized that the person had been switched back, and her eyes widened in shock:

"Uh... Senior is calling me Senior Bu? I think I misunderstood..."

Nangong Ye hadn't expected Ling'er to run this way, and hurriedly tried to cover up his disheveled appearance, but it was obviously too late. He could only push Xie Jinhuan away:
"I...I just got back, well..."

Caught red-handed, with no way to explain himself, Nangong Ye was filled with shame and indignation and could only cover his face with the blanket, urging Xie Jinhuan to explain quickly.

Xie Jinhuan also looked slightly embarrassed and straightened up a little:

"Ling'er, you've come at the right time. I was just about to go and call you..."

Snapped--

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ye immediately punched the brat.

Zhao Ling was actually very curious about how much fun Aunt Nangong, who usually seemed detached from worldly affairs, could have with Senior Bu in private, but she was too embarrassed to just go and get involved. So, after thinking about it, she turned around and left.

Click~
When Nangong Ye realized that Ling'er had left, he felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and immediately thought of getting up to beat up this lawless troublemaker.

But to her surprise, Ling'er didn't flee in embarrassment when she went out. In the blink of an eye, footsteps sounded again from the doorway.

Then, the strange-looking enchantress pushed open the door and peered inside, followed closely by Ling'er...

ha? !

Nangong Ye was shocked, feeling that Ling'er was probably a little too sensible!

But her situation was too dire, and she couldn't say anything to Ling'er, so she could only glare angrily at the witch:

"What are you here for?"

What can I do here?

Bu Yuehua's eyes were meaningful as she slowly walked up to him and examined him.

"I heard from the princess that you called me just now? You're quite uninhibited, making a junior run errands and call people for this kind of thing..."

"No, it was a misunderstanding..."

"Alas, now that I'm here..."

Seeing that the flirtatious nun was too embarrassed to face anyone, Bu Yuehua was no longer awkward and sat down in front of her openly and generously.

“Your Highness, you’ve come too. From now on, we’ll all be sisters under the same roof, so there’s no need to be so formal.”

"You damned witch..."

Seeing that this demoness was so inhuman and wanted to make Ling'er laugh at her, Nangong Ye, thinking that it was better for him to die than for his friend, immediately pinned the demoness down and let her make a fool of herself first.

But Bu Yuehua didn't care at all. Anyway, the flirtatious nun couldn't escape either. She even demonstrated how the princess should stack up like a human pyramid...

Zhao Ling saw the two adults fighting in bed and felt a little shy, but since Aunt Nangong dared to play such a game, why should she back down? She quickly went over and helped lower the bed curtains…
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Meanwhile, in another guest room.

The flickering lantern light outside the window cast an intermittent glow in the room.

The coal ball squatted on the table, having eaten and drunk its fill, and was fast asleep, looking from a distance like a black, furry ball placed next to a machete.

On the bed, the girl with braided hair was fast asleep, slightly tipsy. She was lying on her side, hugging the blanket. Although her sleeping posture was not very upright, it exuded a strong girlish charm.

After an unknown period of silence, the girl suddenly frowned, and then golden light appeared between her brows. Her once black hair gradually turned frosty white, and a touch of mature charm, accumulated over time, appeared between her brows. Then she sat up and stretched.
"Mwah~ You're sleeping so soundly..."

Halfway there, they discovered a large ghost dressed in a blood-red wedding gown, pale-faced and sticking out its tongue, approaching them.
"A little bit~"

"Yeah~!"

Master Qixia was startled and almost blew up the inn with a Five Thunderbolts Demon-Slaying Spell, but he quickly realized what was happening:
"Night Fairy, you've arrived?"

Ye Hongshang put away her funny face and stood up straight with her arms crossed:

"Hmm~ What have you been up to lately?"

Master Qixia rolled off the ground and said with a smile:

"We've managed to capture Yang Huaxian, but that old devil is extremely cunning. We haven't been able to catch him, but we've found out he has some lackeys on the grasslands. It's highly likely that he's the one who put the Northern King on the throne. Currently, both the old devil Kongkong and Yang Huaxian are hiding on the grasslands. If they don't show themselves, I might be ambushed by them if I do. So, I'm planning to have Xie Jinhuan take out these pawns."

Ye Hongshang nodded slightly: "It's a small matter. However, Guo Meimei's physique is not as good as before, and you are no longer at your peak. You may not be a match for Yang Huaxian and Kongkong Daoren. Xie Jinhuan can't be of much help."

A hundred years ago, in order to eradicate demonic nature, Master Qixia dispersed his demonic cultivation, and his strength was far from his peak. However, it was extremely simple to restore his peak strength. He only needed to find a few warm-hearted fellow Daoists and transform them into cold, aloof Daoists.

However, she had sacrificed too many fellow Daoists in previous years, and their demonic nature had already penetrated deep into their souls. Under such circumstances, even taking the "Righteousness-Awakening Pill" could not eradicate it, and if it worsened, she would inevitably turn into a demon.

That's why she needs to seal her memories while walking. After all, the demonic nature that has penetrated deep into her soul is a 'heart demon.' As long as she remembers the arrogant deeds she once committed and the pleasure of doing whatever she wanted, it will definitely be impossible to eradicate. It is easily triggered by stimulation, causing her to start indiscriminately wahahaha.

Although he couldn't unleash his peak strength at the moment, Master Qixia wasn't worried and responded:
"Old Taoist Huang Lin will also be here. His lifespan is coming to an end. If we lend him a hand, three against two will definitely be no problem."

Knowing Xiao Qixia's abilities, Ye Hongshang didn't interfere much, but instead asked:
"By the way, do you have a thing for Xie Jinhuan? I noticed the way you looked at him today..."

"?"

After regaining his memory, Master Qixia naturally remembered what he had done during the day, and responded to this as follows:

"That was done by Jiang Xian, what does it have to do with this old demon? Isn't it normal for a teenage girl to have feelings of admiration when she sees a handsome young man?" Although that's what he said, Master Qixia still took out a small notebook from his bosom and solemnly added a sentence:
You're not allowed to flirt with Xie Jinhuan! What kind of talk is it for a young lady to stay at an inn with a man...?

Seeing this, Ye Hongshang raised an eyebrow, unsure of how to respond.

After finishing writing, Master Qixia put away his notebook and looked towards the door:

"Is my eldest apprentice here too? I'll go check..."

"Eh!"

Ye Hongshang felt that Bing Tuozi was already in a bad situation, and if Xiao Qixia went to comfort her disciple, Nangong Ye would probably have his Dao heart shatter on the spot, so she stopped her:
"Young people have their own things to do, let's visit them tomorrow."

Master Qixia, who always obeyed Sister Piao, said nothing upon seeing this, and instead said:

"I'll go see if Jiang Hehai has sent any new messages. Fatty, let's go!"

"Guji?!"

Coal Ball, who had been squatting on the table, had actually been watching the White-Haired Old Demon mutter to himself and act crazy. Upon hearing this, his body trembled, and he wanted to rush up and sweep his tail like a mad eagle, but he didn't dare. So he obediently jumped onto his shoulder and followed him out to work overtime...

……
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The next day!

Jingle bell bell~
The sounds of horse bells and wheels echoed again from the street outside the window.

The coal ball returned, squatted on the table, and went back to sleep, looking exactly the same as it had last night.

Jiang Xian sat cross-legged on the bed, holding "The Fairy's Diary" in her hand. Her bright and spirited face carried an inherent rebellious spirit as she muttered softly:
"Are you sick in the head? When did I become horny? I came to the inn with a man, but we didn't even share a bed. Can't I freeload off him?"

Although she was reprimanded by an invisible force, Jiang Xian didn't take it to heart at all; her attention was more focused on the following:
Liu Dangui appeared in Wolf City; her stance has been ascertained...

Shang Mingzhen might also be in Wolf City, where he was found and killed...

……

Liu Dangui is the head of the Xuanhuang Sword Tomb and the number one martial artist in the north. He participated in the coup in Yanjing last year, but this cannot be used to judge him as an evil sect. After all, a coup is a matter of choosing sides in the court and has nothing to do with good or evil.

As for Shang Mingzhen, she's Old Demon Shang's disciple. How could a young girl like her possibly kill her...?

Jiang Xian felt that this task didn't seem to be assigned to her. After glancing at it a few times, she put away her diary, got up, and started getting ready to wash up.

And the other side.

The curtains remained hanging down, occasionally creating subtle ripples.

Xie Jinhuan leaned against the pillow, the fatigue from the days of travel vanishing in the rain and dew, and she was still immersed in tenderness.

When Nangong Ye entered his "wise man" phase, he was overwhelmed with guilt and shame. He lay on the inside with his back to the bed, covering his face with the blanket and remaining silent.

Zhao Ling rested her cheek on one hand, lying on her side in front of her male concubine, her cheeks still flushed, as she intently observed and learned.

Lin Wanyi, who came over again that evening to relieve her boredom, rested her hands on her firm chest muscles and used her waist to gently massage the new girl. Perhaps a little embarrassed, she also chatted with her about everyday things.

"Bao Fei of Jinghua Manor, I don't know whose bad idea it was, actually opened a White Tiger Hall in Xiaoyao Cave, selling bone-strengthening powder..."

Zhao Ling glanced at the indeed quite plump and juicy parts and exclaimed in surprise:

"A boatman from Jinghua Villa selling medicine at your doorstep, do you think anyone will buy it?"

"Sigh, the Bao family, father and son, each took Xie Jinhuan's entire set without any problems. There is no other sect in the martial arts world with such a record. We really can't compete with them."

"Also ha..."

Xie Jinhuan lay there listening to the idle chatter, feeling like he was just a plaything of the lady. Thinking for a moment, he interjected:

“There’s a really powerful underling in the Underworld Cult. I’ve been fighting him ever since I arrived in Danyang to investigate the Mad Corpse Flower, but I haven’t been able to catch him. He’s escaped from me several times. If that guy were to sell ‘Swiftness Pills,’ I reckon I’d have to buy a couple to learn from him.”

Zhao Ling asked in surprise, "A heretic who can survive under your command for so long must be quite capable. Where is he now?"

"I don't know, but it always appears in places I never expect."

……

Lin Wanyi felt it was getting late, and Zisu would be knocking on the door again, so she immediately used her special skill of taking down Ah Huan in three hits, while intermittently continuing the conversation:
"Nowadays, everyone knows how to do business. I heard from Yang Dabiao's wife that a restaurant in Danyang hired a new chef who can cook southern Xinjiang cuisine. They even put on a banquet called 'Bloody Battle of Baizhangze,' which included stir-fried snake meat, stir-fried pig's blood, dragon-bodied phoenix-tail shrimp, 'happy rolls,' and lotus leaf steamed chicken..."

"Really? These street cooks are quite well-informed..."

As Xie Jinhuan spoke, his breathing became increasingly unsteady. He had originally intended to hold back, but the landlady was quite wicked and quietly patted the ice block.

slap~
The ice block, which had been pretending to be an ostrich, shuddered, then flipped over and pounced on him, scratching him relentlessly. The waves of pain caused him to lose his composure, and he was instantly killed by Wanyi...

……

Half an hour later.

Xie Jinhuan changed into martial arts attire, with a weapon at his waist, and walked towards the center of the town.

Jiang Xian probably felt that a young lady should pay attention to her demeanor, so he no longer carried the six-foot-long sword on his shoulder, but instead held it properly in his hand, and asked curiously:
"Is that Lady Ye also a confidante of Young Master Xie?"

"I suppose so. Why is Miss Jiang asking this?"

"She looks kind of familiar, like I've seen her somewhere before. I guess it's Lady Ye who traveled all over the country and visited Jiangjiabao. I met her when I was a kid..."

"Yeah……"

……

Jiang Xian couldn't figure out where the sense of familiarity came from. After chatting casually for a few minutes, the two arrived at the city lord's mansion in Huoli City.

The Northern Kingdom belongs to the tribal federation, and each tribal leader governs their own territory. Therefore, Lord Huo Yi can be considered a minor king. Because it is located on the grassland, the territory is not very large. The city lord's mansion is not a palace, but a large mansion with a domed building in the center and some warriors with curved swords hanging outside. Shen Cang and others are already waiting at the entrance.

As Jiang Xian arrived, the gatekeeper turned and ran inside to report. Then, a middle-aged man with a round face and a thick beard, wearing a wide robe, quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully from afar.
"Miss Jiang, you've finally arrived! Please come in, and this is... "

Because Huo Yi had studied in Yanjing, her pronunciation of "Zhongyuan Yayun" was quite standard, and her appearance, even among bears, could be considered that of a glamorous and mature woman...

?

Upon seeing this appearance, Xie Jinhuan felt a certain prejudice for some reason and subconsciously shielded Chief Constable Shen Cang in front of him.

I had met Jiang Xian a few days ago, and now I stepped forward to introduce her:
"This is Guo Xiaodeng, a friend I met in the south. He is quite skilled in martial arts and came here specifically to help me."

"So it's Master Guo, my apologies for not recognizing you..."

Huo Yi, perhaps overwhelmed by the heavy taxes levied by the royal court, showed no trace of a lord's demeanor at this moment. He eagerly invited the group inside and began praising Jiang Xian's achievements in slaying bandits along the way.

Xie Jinhuan had already heard about Huo Yi's general demands yesterday, so he wasn't surprised at all by this scene today. He simply walked up and listened.

Meanwhile, at the inn, Xie Jinhuan was having a meal with Jiang Xian.

Nangong Ye and Bu Yuehua had worked hard all night and were a little sore when they woke up early. They were meditating and resting in their room, occasionally exchanging sarcastic remarks. Zhao Ling, on the other hand, was newly married and couldn't keep up with the exertion. Since she had nothing to do in the morning, she went back to sleep in her room.

Although Ye Yunchi didn't understand how the three girls could stay idle in the house, they didn't seem to want to go out, so she didn't go over to call them. Instead, she took Meiqiu for a stroll on the street to relax, picking out antiques, musical instruments, and snacks for Meiqiu.

However, after wandering around for a while, he didn't see anything interesting, but Ye Yunchi did smell a familiar fragrance.

The fragrance is extremely faint; it must have traveled a long distance on the wind to be noticeable in the noisy market.

But Ye Yunchi knew Han's scent all too well. He frowned, then looked towards the depths of the market. Two miles away, he saw a figure in a cloak walking towards the city outskirts from a caravan.

Although I couldn't see clearly, the other person's build was very similar to Madam Han's, and the taste was definitely right...

How did she end up here...?

Ye Yunchi's gaze sharpened slightly, and he immediately drew his sword, intending to chase after her and see what this slut was up to outside instead of hiding in Dragon Bone Beach.

However, Ye Yunchi had been wandering the world alone for many years and was not an inexperienced fledgling. This place was the northern grassland, not in the main city, and Madam Han was an evil cultivator. If he left Dragon Bone Beach, he would be suppressed by the righteous path.

Therefore, the chances of encountering Madam Han here are even lower than those of encountering Old Demon Shang.

Ye Yunchi had only taken two steps when he sensed something was amiss. He pondered to himself, and to be on the safe side, he patted Coal Ball's head, gave a look to the City Lord's Mansion, and then disappeared into the crowd, keeping his distance as he followed.

Coal Ball had years of experience in robbery and plunder. He could tell from the look in the eyes and movements that a job was available, so he immediately flew towards the city lord's mansion...
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