Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 422 Suppressing Anger (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
don't want?

Is that a "no" tone you're using?

Normally, one shouldn't suddenly open their eyes, dream of their parents' tragic deaths, yet speak in a calm tone.
Yes, I'm talking about Xiao Qiushui!
Ding An asked, "Sister, are you feeling any better?"

Yan Ying glanced at him and said softly, "You really are a bit silly. A normal man would have pounced on you by now!"

Listening to her seductive tone, and seeing her alluring expression and captivating eyes.

Ding An shifted his position and adjusted the gear, feigning composure as he laughed, "What kind of nonsense is that? Haha, I'm a respectable person."

"Are you being indecent? Aren't you human?" Yan Ying reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, almost whispering in his ear, "Little brat, do you think your sister is beautiful?"

Ding'an felt waves of hot air blowing into her ears, making them unbearably itchy, but she dared not move an inch: "Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I...I have something to do." Ding An looked conflicted, stammering for a long time, "I have to go!"

Yan Ying grasped his large hand that was pressing on her lower abdomen and chuckled, "Ding'an, you said you were leaving, but the pressure on your hand has increased a bit." She held her hand to Ding'an's nose, "Smell it."

"Smell what?" Ding An's face turned completely red, but fortunately the light was dim so it wasn't noticeable.

Does it smell nice?

"I can't smell anything." Ding'an shook her head, then exclaimed, "Sister, your hands are so cold. Are you... are you sick again?"

"Yes, I think I'm sick." Yan Ying leaned her head against Ding An's chest. "Don't tease your sister anymore."

Ding An was stunned for a moment, then said, "I didn't~"

"You do! You just want to kiss me!" Yan Ying said, tilting her head back, looking pitiful.

Ding An's heart skipped a beat, and she said blankly, "Oh, yes, there is."

Yan Ying suddenly struggled free and cried out, "No, no! Don't kiss me! If you kiss me, I'll get angry!" Her curvaceous body writhed in his arms.

Ding An blushed, thinking that Yan Ying really "didn't want it," and tried to pull her hand away, only to find that Yan Ying was holding on even tighter.

"No, don't kiss me! I can't take it anymore! No!"

Ding'an looked nervous. Seeing her still moaning, he asked, "Do you want it or not?"

Yan Ying stiffened, looked up in surprise, and asked, "You really don't understand?"

Ding An was bewildered: "What should I know?"

Yan Ying stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled gently, though her buttocks seemed to feel the power of the short knife.

It rubbed against me.

hiss~!

Ding'an's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a shiver run through his body. He felt a tingling sensation creep up his spine to the back of his head, and then spread throughout his body as if he were being electrocuted.

"So you prefer being passive, huh?"

Yan Ying said in a sweet, coquettish voice, but her tone suddenly changed, becoming extremely aggressive, "Fine! You kiss me, or I'll get angry!"

When Ding'an was embraced, his anger flared up, and he stretched his head over.

"Giggle~"

Yan Ying chuckled softly, her body suddenly going limp, as if a lump of ice melted into his arms, turning into a pool of spring water in the blink of an eye.

Ding An, who was obsessed with her, was like a red-hot iron, burning not only her body but also her heart. They whispered sweet nothings to each other and were already deeply in love, which made Yan Ying also burn with desire.

Just as the adulterous couple were about to consummate their relationship, a sharp "clang" was suddenly heard!
The candle flame is red!
Ding An's dazed gaze suddenly cleared. He shoved Yan Ying away, stood up, and said in a low voice, both anxious and ashamed, "Little beggar is in trouble. I... I have to go help her!"

Yan Ying was so startled by his push that she almost fell to the ground. She asked, "Ding'an, are you just leaving like this?"

Ding'an blushed and said hurriedly, "Sister, I'm sorry! I have to go help the little beggar." With that, she turned and was about to walk out the door.

"and many more!"

A captivating fragrance wafted into her nostrils, followed by a hot, smooth body pressing against her back, tightly encircling her waist.

The warm, soft touch made Ding'an's body stiffen involuntarily.

Then Yan Ying said softly, "Little brother, I won't stop you, but I'm afraid I might never see you again! I don't ask for anything else, I just ask that I can lean on you for a while, okay?"

Ding'an felt like she was about to explode; her heart was tingling with an unbearable itch, and she longed to turn around and hug her.

But he managed to suppress his instinctive reaction.

Because Ding'an knew that the little beggar had encountered enemies, and he needed to go to him!
In a fleeting yet seemingly slow instant, her hot, delicate body departed.

A sense of lightness settled over Ding'an, leaving him feeling lost and melancholy.

Yan Ying patted his shoulder and said softly, "Go." It was like a general's wife bidding farewell to a general going to war.

Ding An nodded, feeling as if the back of his ears was burning hot, almost setting his hair on fire. He didn't say another word. A whirlwind swept around him, and "Feng Liu" enveloped him with unparalleled power, disappearing in an instant.

As Yan Ying watched Ding An's figure disappear, her gaze, which had been fixed on him with longing, slowly turned indifferent.

She lowered her head and sighed with an inscrutable expression.

"Heh, she really looks like the wind!"

Ding'an rushed out of the inn like the wind and ran straight towards the desert.

His face was flushed, and his head was still spinning. He could still feel the older sister's delicate body and the strange sensation brought by the rubbing of her pert buttocks.

Just as he was becoming somewhat infatuated, he suddenly heard someone shout, "You, where did you come from?!"

Ding An was startled and turned to look. He saw Jue Tian, ​​covered in dirt, staring at him with hatred. His heart pounded and he instinctively tried to run away.

But then he thought, "Hey! That's not right. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm in the right, so why am I running away?!"

He didn't say anything, but simply waved his prosthetic hand.

hum!
The two-stage rotors spun wildly, and a sudden surge of energy enveloped them.

Jue Tian felt his breath catch in his throat, his internal energy completely dissipated, and he collapsed like a sieve. This move was a new ability developed by Ding An.

Unlike previous skills that resembled air shields or landmines, this one unleashed a palm strike with a hollow, air-filled force, briefly drawing in the air three zhang ahead before striking the enemy's body. This increased the air content in their blood, causing air embolism, hindering blood circulation, and leading to symptoms such as organ ischemia and hypoxia.

Hongxiu had witnessed the power of this palm strike and was shocked. She exclaimed, "Wow, Broken Hand, your move is like 'flower-slapping.' One palm strike and the person is unconscious. It's truly a master move for kidnapping and seducing women!"

Then, disregarding Ding'an's objections, he decided on the name of this move.

"Clap and have fun!"
Not only that, the first two moves were named "Empty Cover" and "Ring Toss".

Ding'an repeatedly objected, thinking it was like a child's game.

Unfortunately, his objections were in vain. After being elbowed eighteen times by Hongxiu, Ding'an, with a bruised and swollen face, had no choice but to accept it.

In the desert.

The Blue Moon Saint Lord let out a wild laugh and suddenly threw a punch. His aura swept across the sky and the desert turned into an endless expanse of blue.

With a loud thud, blood-red light and blue light collided, intertwining and colliding, creating an extremely beautiful display of colors.

Suddenly a deep shout was heard, and the Blue Moon Saint Lord's right hand suddenly rushed in, actually grabbing the "Candle Flower Red" blade, while his left hand swung.

boom!
The little beggar's clothes were torn, and sparks flew from his shoulder.

"Such a hard body!" the Blue Moon Saint Lord sneered, taking a step forward and sweeping his long arm across her forehead. "Is your head this hard too?"

Hongxiu snorted, "My head isn't made of mud!" and slammed it forward.

With a loud crash, the little beggar's head collided with the Blue Moon Saint Lord's palm strike. The force was immense, causing the desert to tremble and a chasm to split open between the two, stretching forty or fifty feet.

Hongxiu felt dizzy, took a few steps back, shook her head, and looked at the scene with a stern face.

Then the Blue Moon Saint Lord also took several steps back, looking at him with surprise and uncertainty.

"Impressive qigong!" Hongxiu said in a deep voice, holding the demonic blade. "I've long heard that you are the number one expert in the Western Regions, but I never expected your martial arts to be so much stronger than Xiong Ba's!"

"What is Xiong Ba?"

The Blue Moon Saint Lord laughed heartily, "If I hadn't been in seclusion cultivating the 'Formless Yuan Qi Breaking Technique,' I would have already led my army to conquer the Central Plains and unify the world!"

“Bragging!” Hongxiu stuck out her tongue. “Your aura looks magnificent, but your foundation has long been destroyed. You don’t look like a ruler at all.”

"Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit!" The Blue Moon Saint Lord roared in fury, pointing his halberd and shouting, "How dare you spout such nonsense!"

Hongxiu chuckled: "I think you're all talk and no action, a young lady with the life of a maid! Even if you seek an alliance with the Wushen Jue Palace to divide up the Central Plains, it will all be for naught, and you will surely come to a bad end."

Everyone present reacted with surprise upon hearing this.

Juexin's expression changed drastically, and his eyes darted around.

The Blue Moon Saint Lord was not annoyed. He chuckled and raised his voice, "How dare you!" He spread his arms wide, and his whole body trembled.

"howl!"

Suddenly, a blue shadow emerged from his body, and a strange power enveloped them, like a net falling from the sky, binding everyone present tightly.

This power is unlike anything that can be generated by a human body; it is more like the divine and demonic power described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, shaking one's soul.

As soon as this immense power enveloped her, Hongxiu gave a cold smile, her whole body trembled, and the "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" that was as fierce as a demon was born.

With a slight stimulation, the two forces roared and raised a sand wall several meters high, creating a sudden surge of energy that instantly transformed the arena into a battleground between gods and demons.

Huai Kong and Huai Mie couldn't take it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Juexin held on for a while, but finally let out a loud cry, spurting blood like an arrow, and collapsed to the ground.

The three of them looked up in horror: "What is this? What is this?"

But then, a burst of crimson light emanated from Hongxiu's body, accompanied by crackling thunder. The dazzling red light made her small face appear even more eerie.

The Blue Moon Saint Lord was even more bizarre. He used his powerful blue aura to transform the illusory into the real, and the non-existent into the existent, and actually condensed it into a ferocious and huge beast with a blue face, fangs, and a deep blue body!

It is the guardian deity of the Blue Moon Sect, the "Crescent Beast".

The strange beast formed from the qi suddenly raised its claws and stopped three inches above Hongxiu's head, where it and the blood-red lightning were locked in a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand!

Seemingly sensing strong resistance, the Blue Moon Saint Lord sneered and suddenly shouted, "Snow Heart Man!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A thin figure walked towards them from a distance.

The man was dressed in a magnificent brocade robe. He was only in his early twenties, with a thin face and handsome features. However, his narrow eyebrows and eyes shone with a cold light, exuding an air of evil.

What is most striking is the sapphire ring on his delicate, virgin-like hand, which sparkles brilliantly.

"Kill her!" the Blue Moon Saint Lord roared, his inner force surging forth, and the azure crescent-shaped beast became even more solid.

"Yes, my lord."

Xue Xin smiled slightly, and with a casual wave of her hand, a long, narrow sword appeared in her hand.

He held the sword blade and said with a smile, "Miss Ren, I, Xue Xinnan, have created a set of 'Blue Zen Sword Techniques'. Please give me your opinion."

With a flick of his wrist, the slender sword flew like lightning, like raindrops falling on flowers. In an instant, hundreds of sword lights pierced through with a hissing sound!
But just as his sword flashed out...

A loud shout suddenly came from afar: "You're asking for death!"

Canglang!

Temperatures in the desert soared, turning the frigid night into an instant furnace.

Then a towering, fiery cloud rose from the ground, roaring and crashing down, igniting the heavens and earth, and cleaving through the air.

The visitor was none other than the noblewoman who had risked her life for him.

But I didn't get what I asked for.
Ding'an was seething with rage!

(End of this chapter)