Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"So this is what space is like. How amazing. I must have lived a long time to encounter all sorts of unbelievable situations."

A male voice suddenly rang out.

The other four people froze, all turning to look at the newcomer.

Faced with four pairs of surprised and uncertain gazes, Hei Xiazi remained completely calm and even gave a cheeky greeting.

"Hey~ I didn't expect you guys to be here too. Tsk tsk tsk, judging by your posture, the battle is getting intense."

"Want some ointment for sprains and bruises? I've personally tested it and it works every time! I'll give you a 10% discount since we're acquaintances?"

The space fell silent for a moment.

Everyone present was speechless. Hei Xiazi really hadn't forgotten his original intention; he could still sell under such circumstances.

But the four of them knew perfectly well what had happened outside that allowed this person to appear in the space.

Losing interest in sparring, Xie Yuchen rolled his eyes and coldly remarked, "It's been a few days, and your ability to find a way to spar has really improved."

Black Bear smiled leisurely.

He could tell that Xie Yuchen was being sarcastic or mocking.

It's unclear whether this "seizing the opportunity" comment is meant to satirize his indiscriminate selling of medicine, or to mock him for intercepting Shen Mingchao and even profiting from it while others were entering the space.

He felt it was more likely the latter.

But so what?

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

"Boss Jie, don't put it so harshly. I was just lucky to meet a girl who was all alone, and I couldn't help myself."

"happen?"

Looking at Hei Xiazi's grinning face, Xie Yuchen didn't believe a word he said and lowered his voice:

"What coincidence? I think it was premeditated."

"Were you following me? Or did you already know my plan and sneak into the company to wait for me?"

Xie Yuchen's two consecutive questions almost revealed the truth.

However, Black Bear wasn't so honest; he stuck out a finger and shook it from side to side.

"Boss Jie, you have no right to question me. When it comes to stealing people, we're even. What? You think only officials are allowed to set fires, while commoners are forbidden to light lamps?"

"Oh right!"

"I have another piece of good news to share with you: she took my knife and understands the hidden meaning behind it."

"A knife for a kiss, it's worth it!"

Hei Xiazi's words were pure provocation.

So, as soon as he finished speaking, the punitive punch struck his face directly, so fast that it left only a blur.

Fortunately, Black Bear was alert and quickly dodged the punch. Looking at the person who threw it, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark:

"Dumb guy, I've noticed you're getting increasingly impatient lately. After knowing you for so many years, this sudden liveliness is a bit unusual for me—"

Not only is it no longer possible, but this is Zhang Qilin's fist. If he doesn't concentrate fully, his old face will probably be disfigured.

Although the girl didn't say it explicitly, who doesn't like good-looking people? He'd better protect her well, or she'll be disliked.

A chaotic battle was about to erupt in the space.

Outside the space, Shen Mingchao lowered her eyes to examine the crescent-shaped short sword in her palm. With a slight twist of her wrist, she drew the sword with a whoosh, the gleaming blade reflecting a faint light and shadow, its sharpness chilling.

It's easy to see that this knife has been well maintained.

Putting aside the hidden intentions of the person who gave her the knife, the scimitar was of excellent quality and quite beautiful in appearance. She found it extremely easy to use, and it was the first weapon she received in the world of Daomu Biji.

The word "first" always carries some inexplicable emotions.

If it weren't for the shocking truth that she suddenly learned, she wouldn't have been willing to withdraw the knife. After all, she had taken the time to care for it.

There's one more thing that Hei Xiazi was unaware of.

Long before their relationship broke down, she had caught up on the original story through Qi Qiu's dream and knew that the Manchus' gift of the knife was not a simple matter.

But she didn't dare to think in that direction.

[The Manchu sword is only given to the one he loves.]

Ha, how narcissistic must she be to believe that a centenarian she's only known for a few months, who is also a well-known tomb raider, would fall deeply in love with her?

Even now, Shen Mingchao doesn't really believe in the love these men talk about.

It's certainly not pure love; it's likely mixed with many other things, such as...

Desire? Benefits? Value? Interests?

That's normal.

In the adult world, pure love is too much to ask of people, and she may not be able to give it up.

So, it doesn't matter anymore.

A gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions.

It's a mutually beneficial relationship anyway, where each party takes advantage of the other.

As long as their interests are deeply intertwined, aren't they a handy weapon?

What's more, they're all good-looking.

Shen Mingchao subconsciously tugged at the corner of his mouth, but suddenly felt a needle-like sting on the tip of his tongue.

"hiss!"

Her face darkened.

About half an hour ago, just as Hei Xiazi was saying a bunch of sweet words to coax her into putting the knife away again, she got on a pirate ship.

Caught off guard, the lips and teeth were suddenly breached, and the scalding hot dragon surged in forcefully, sweeping nimbly and wantonly through every corner of the mouth.

Their hot breaths mingled, and Hei Xiazi's kiss was domineering and urgent, giving her no chance to breathe.

My breathing was completely disrupted, the air in my chest was gradually plundered, my ear tips were burning hot, and even my eyes were filled with a hazy mist.

It's a ghost story.

How can this man take such a long breath?

Shen Mingchao grumbled inwardly.

With her current abilities, if she really didn't want to, she could easily push Hei Xiazi away forcefully.

But the hand pressed against Hei Xiazi's chest hesitated to exert force, only subconsciously tightening its grip on the other's clothes.

The slight feeling of suffocation brought a unique kind of stimulation.

Instead of pushing him away, she reversed the situation, grabbing the man's neck with both hands, turning her head to suddenly take the initiative, and launching a counterattack, conquering him inch by inch.

Black Bear was clearly taken aback, his aggressive offensive was interrupted, but he quickly got back into the game.

Shen Mingchao's willingness to cooperate was exactly what he wanted.

The two of them went back and forth like this, each trying to gain the upper hand, looking like they wanted to kiss each other to death.

During this time, the sunglasses that were in the way were suddenly ripped off.

Shen Mingchao squinted, looking at that extremely unique eye color, and she noticed a subtle change. The eyes, which were originally grayish-white, had become much darker.

From mist to deep pool.

From emptiness to solidity.

Something seemed to come alive in the depths of his eyes.

Is this a sign that Hei Xiazi's eye condition is improving? Is it related to her unintentional treatment?

Shen Mingchao was curious, but couldn't say a word.

depressed.

This bear is truly worthy of being Master Wu Xie's name; both of them are born in the Year of the Dog, and when it comes to showing affection, there's absolutely no rhyme or reason. All that talk of slow and steady progress is completely superfluous.

Feeling a tingling and numb sensation on the tip of his tongue, and fearing that this would affect his eating if it continued, Shen Mingchao made a decisive move and sent Hei Xiazi into the space without giving him a chance to speak.

Goodbye!

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