Brother, how come you're a witch?

Ye Jingqiu was burning up.

Su Yan looked down at the little sword ancestor who had suddenly bumped into his arms. The little sword ancestor's icy face was now as red as the sunset.

Her slender fingers gripped his shirt tightly, and her hot breath hit his chest, giving him the illusion of being burned.

Ye Jingqiu was moved.

A sticky, cloying smell emanated from the girl in my arms, and even amidst the warm fragrance filling the room, the smell was still very clear.

Su Yan raised his hand, trying to push her away, but she gripped him even tighter, pressing her head against his chest and rubbing against his palm.

It was also scalding hot.

"Master Ye? Little Ye? Ye Jingqiu!"

Su Yan sensed that something was very wrong.

Ordinary pink pills could never have such a significant effect on Ye Jingqiu, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, after just one sip.

However, this bottle of medicine had been stored for too long, and its properties seemed to have changed slightly. After being sealed for a long time, it was released all at once, thus greatly increasing its potency.

In addition, veterinary drugs are inherently potent, and Ye Jingqiu has an exceptionally keen sense of smell.

After inhaling it, I didn't suppress it with my spiritual power immediately, allowing the medicine to take effect and making my mind unclear.

"Gurgle, woof~"

Ye Jingqiu then made a faint, strange sound, the kind that only Su Yan would make when he patted her head.

But this time, it was she who took the initiative to rub against Su Yan's hand.

This can't go on...

Su Yan gently bit the tip of his tongue, pulling his consciousness away from the girl's sticky sobs in his arms.

It would be a lie to say that you wouldn't feel anything when you have a beautiful woman in your arms; only a eunuch would be completely without any thoughts.

This hug was different from the one on Xiaozhu Peak. The stimulation from a woman simply clinging to you and actively seeking pleasure from you is on a completely different level.

Just because I was able to remain unmoved last time doesn't mean I can do it this time.

Ye Jingqiu was indeed unbelievably beautiful, like a piece of jade being meticulously carved by a fine sword. If one could withstand her deep, ancient well-like gaze, which concealed a sharp sword-like edge, and look closely at her face, one would find that she was like the most exquisite Dao puppet, with every feature perfectly proportioned.

If she weren't always like an iceberg, expressionless, but instead possessed the vivacity expected of a girl her age, every smile and frown would be enough to captivate everyone.

Su Yan was currently being pressed against this melting iceberg, with Ye Jingqiu's hand forcibly rubbing against him, and every now and then he would be met with sticky eyes that were tinged with a hint of flirtation.

As her breathing became more rapid, Ye Jingqiu practically clung to Su Yan. The heat of her skin beneath her clothes, the sticky sweet scent mixed with the unique, refreshing fragrance of a young girl, constantly assaulted Su Yan's reason.

In just a little while, there won't be just one person with dementia in this house.

Su Yan let out a soft breath, and spiritual energy surged in his palm, sending a stream of clear energy into Ye Jingqiu's spirit.

The little sword ancestor's dazed and unfocused eyes suddenly cleared, but her body was still hot and her face showed no sign of fading.

That's for sure; the art of calming the mind can only clear the mind, it cannot eliminate physical abnormalities.

The medicinal properties had completely seeped into Ye Jingqiu's blood and muscles. Su Yan wasn't sure if Little Sword Ancestor could clear it on her own, but he had to get her back to consciousness first.

"Su, Yan?"

Ye Jingqiu opened her red lips, and the voice that came out was hoarse and soft.

She was still breathing heavily, and the faint light of her spiritual energy flickered, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

It seems like it can't be removed...

Su Yan sighed softly and patted Ye Jingqiu's head:

"Why don't you let go of me and I'll go outside and wait for you, giving you some... personal space?"

While fully conscious, releasing the drug's effects on one's own is also a method, and it has no side effects.

He also needed to go outside and let loose; this time it was no joke.

"Don't go... stay right here..."

Ye Jingqiu shook her head, avoiding Su Yan's gaze, but still clung tightly to him, her small hands clenching even tighter, as if afraid he would leave.

"With you here... even faster."

"...This isn't a good idea."

Su Yan's lips trembled slightly. He could understand what it meant faster and was very empathetic. After all, Ye Jingqiu was also a woman, and this was what she naturally wanted.

But could you please consider his feelings?

He was also in a difficult position. He couldn't very well take off his pants and fight Little Sword Ancestor right there, could he?

But Ye Jingqiu didn't care about any of that. She seemed to really not care about Su Yan at all. She suddenly tightened her grip on his chest and pushed her head forward with all her might.

This guy had always been incredibly strong. He pushed Su Yan so hard that he stumbled and sat down on a chair in the wooden house, then lifted his leg and pressed it down on Su Yan.

Ye Jingqiu was shorter than Liu Baishuang. She straddled one of Su Yan's thighs, and with her lower legs slightly bent, her feet couldn't touch the ground, so her entire weight was concentrated on one point.

"Gurgle—"

She made a strange sound again, then placed her hands on Su Yan's shoulders, burying her head heavily in Su Yan's chest, breathing deeply into his scent.

Her sense of smell seemed to be her most sensitive area; her breathing became heavier and heavier, but her body didn't move much.

Su Yansheng looked up at the ceiling with a sense of despair. This was the second time today. He felt that he could be said to be the most melancholy person in the Xuanqing Sect.

"Ugh."

Just as he sighed and was about to tough it out, a hand on his shoulder suddenly let go and touched somewhere else.

Su Yan was startled, and then felt the little hand move slightly.

"You..."

He chuckled, then sighed and reached out to pat Ye Jingqiu's head.

This girl is a bit...too sensible.

I don't know where I learned it from.

......

Liu Baishuang walked through the dense forest.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Demon bloodline guiding Short Tail, she probably would have lost her way long ago in the intricate terrain and waterways of Guanyu Valley.

She drew her sword and began slashing through the branches blocking her path, closing in on her men as quickly as possible.

But she still couldn't get there in a short time.

As she moved, the short tail also moved. This was not to avoid her, but to guide her by controlling the perception distance at the limit of the Heavenly Demon bloodline.

"What exactly happened?"

Liu Baishuang bit her lip, her heart pounding.

Who exactly is fighting Big Tooth? If the demons are exposed, will I be exposed too? Could it be that the person has already reported it to the sect, and someone is really investigating secretly?

Many possibilities flashed through her mind, and she came up with ways to deal with them one by one.

With these strategies in mind, and after running for an unknown amount of time, the Heavenly Demon Bloodline finally sensed another demon.

It's a molar!

Liu Baishuang's eyes flashed, and she rushed forward.

In a series of quick movements, she broke through the thick mist and finally saw Da Ya's figure.

The black aura emanating from this mid-Foundation Establishment stage demon indicates that it is fighting with all its might.

And on its opposite side...

It turned out to be a figure shrouded in a cold, dark aura.