You've already caught the embroidered ball, and you still say it's not my husband?

Suppression usually refers to a person deliberately suppressing their true feelings and not expressing them; it can also describe a dull atmosphere.

Shen Jinglian was filled with questions.

As the leader of White Lotus Peak, she has always done whatever she wanted and has never suppressed her emotions.

And what's wrong with White Lotus Peak being full of women? The atmosphere is quite nice, isn't it?

It's amazing!

She gave a soft snort and instinctively retorted to Lu Xuan, "I'm not suppressing it, you're the one who's suppressing it!"

As she spoke, she hugged him tighter and tighter, pressing her face against Lu Xuan's back!

And you say you're not feeling repressed!

Lu Xuan's lips twitched slightly.

"Miss Shen..."

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Lu Xuan wanted to remind the other person to be mindful of their actions, but considering the rugged and bumpy mountain road, he didn't say anything more and could only let the other person carry him like that...

It seems I didn't suffer any loss, did I?

at the same time.

Huangfeng Village on the mountain.

Dozens of fierce-looking bandits gathered on the open-air stockade, making a noisy commotion as they discussed something.

"We don't have much food left on the mountain. The Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days. It's such a big festival, we should celebrate it properly..."

"Hahaha, today we'll go down the mountain to town and borrow a thousand or eight hundred catties of grain. We'll also need ten or eight head of livestock, and we can't skimp on the wine—at least a hundred jars!"

"What's the point of just having food if we don't have any fun? Let's kidnap a few more young virgins and bring them up the mountain so everyone can have some fun, hahaha!"

"You beast! Unlike you, I only like young, beautiful women!"

"Don't just think of yourselves, think about the King too! The King is getting tired of that young master from the Huang family! Hahaha."

It turns out that this gang of bandits gathered here to plot their plunder of grain and people, and to commit rape and kidnapping!

The thin, dark-faced middle-aged man sitting in the main seat of the village platform was none other than Huang Laosan, the infamous bandit leader of Huangfeng Village!

From the bandits' chatter, it was learned that Huang Laosan had a peculiar hobby—a fondness for men!

The young master of the Huang family, who was previously beaten up by Lu Xuan and killed by Shen Jinglian, was nominally Huang Laosan's godson, but in reality, he was just a male concubine for Huang Laosan's pleasure!

This... is a bit disgusting!

at this time.

Huang Laosan grabbed the broadsword that was almost as tall as him and slung it diagonally over his back, shouting, "Go, men, let's go down the mountain!"

The bandits cheered and turned around, ready to go down the mountain to rob and plunder.

suddenly!

"Stop!"

Huang Laosan frowned and raised his hand to signal the bandits to be quiet.

Tap tap, tap tap.

A slightly muffled sound of horses' hooves could be heard coming from down the mountain; the footsteps grew closer and closer...

Soon, Huang Laosan and his group saw a black donkey climb to the top of the mountain and appear at the entrance of Huangfeng Village.

A man and a woman were riding on the back of a donkey.

The man, wearing a scholar's cap and carrying a medicine chest, was a handsome young doctor.

The woman was dressed in white, with her hair styled in a bun and wearing pearl earrings, but her eyes were as alert and sharp as a wildcat's.

"Shen Jinglian! It's you!"

Huang Laosan ignored Lu Xuan and fixed his gaze on the white figure behind Lu Xuan.

He and Shen Jinglian were both bandit leaders. Bailian Peak and Bailian Village were in the neighboring town. Over the years, the two sides had fought many times over "resources".

The two sides are evenly matched, and neither can gain the upper hand.

But today...

"Shen Jinglian, have you lost your mind? You dare to come to my Huangshi Mountain with a wild man and a donkey?"

Huang Laosan carefully observed and sensed, but found no other movement below the mountain. He was certain that the only people who had come up the mountain were Shen Jinglian, the young and seemingly weak doctor Lu Xuan, and a donkey!

So how dare you go to Huangshi Mountain to cause trouble for Huang Laosan?

Has Shen Jinglian lost her mind and become stupid?

Or did he suddenly have a change of heart and want to turn hostility into friendship, so he brought Lu Xuan, this handsome young man, to him as a token of his sincerity?

The next moment, Huang Laosan realized that he had been overthinking things.

"You kids from Huangfeng Village, raise your hands quickly! You're all surrounded by Grandpa Donkey!"

Bao Bu, with its head held high and its voice arrogant, looked down at all the bandits in Huangfeng Village, claiming that it had surrounded hundreds of bandits. It perfectly embodied the words "arrogant and disdainful of others" and "overbearing".

"What, are you all deaf? Didn't you hear Grandpa Donkey tell you to raise your hands?"

"Hurry up and commit suicide to atone for your sins; maybe you can at least leave with a whole corpse!"

Hey.

Bao Bulu chuckled, feeling that this feeling of borrowing the tiger's power was fantastic and extremely satisfying!

After a brief moment of astonishment, Huang Laosan and the bandits of Huangfeng Village were all enraged.

Who in Huangshi Town would dare to speak to them like that? Especially a donkey!

So what if a donkey becomes a spirit?

Ninth rank? Or eighth rank? At most, no higher than seventh rank!

Huang Laosan is a sixth-grade Qi Refining Realm expert. He's not someone who hasn't killed and eaten demonic beasts before!

He looked at Bao Bulu with a cold, sinister grin and said, "The village is short of food and meat, so you, this stupid donkey, are perfect for being skinned, gutted, and boiled in oil!"

Despite his arrogance, Bao Butu wasn't very brave. When he heard that the vicious bandit leader was going to kill him and boil him in oil, he became frightened and shrugged back.

"Master, that black fellow is so fierce, the little donkey is scared..."

Lu Xuan chuckled, raised his hand and patted the donkey's rump, not taking it seriously.

Shen Jinglian took a deep breath, her expression grave, and instructed Lu Xuan, "I'll deal with Huang Laosan later. You need to find a way to protect yourself and stall until I defeat Huang Laosan or Hong'er brings reinforcements..."

That's all.

She dismounted from the donkey, stepped forward, and drew her sword.

One man faces off against Huang Laosan and a group of bandits!

Lu Xuan looked at the white-clad figure who had taken the initiative to protect him, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Miss Shen, are you... alright?"

"certainly!"

The word "not" rarely appears in Shen Jinglian's dictionary.

"Maybe I should do it..."

Lu Xuan was interrupted by Shen Jinglian before he could finish speaking, "Don't be reckless!"

"This Huang Laosan isn't some scoundrel from the Huang family; he's not someone you can handle. Just stay put, protect yourself, and don't distract me!"

Shen Jinglian mistakenly believed that Lu Xuan, with only a seventh-grade cultivation level, was no match for Huang Laosan, a sixth-grade Qi Refining Realm cultivator, and that Huang Laosan was someone only she could deal with.

But who is really putting on a brave front?

"Um... okay."

Lu Xuan raised his hand and touched his nose. Since Shen Jinglian insisted on this, he would not insist anymore. It would be a good opportunity to see how skilled Shen Jinglian was in swordsmanship, and to cultivate his mind.

If Shen Jinglian is no match for Huang Laosan, it won't be too late for him to make a move.

"Hahaha."

Upon hearing this, Huang Laosan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Just as he expected!

Lu Xuan is just a pretty boy with no cultivation and who needs to be protected by women!

Now he was completely relieved!

What does he have to fear from Shen Jinglian, who is at the same level?

Clang!

He took the 1.5-meter-long machete off his back, squinted at Shen Jinglian, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the blade.

"I don't know what got into you today, you woman. You had a path to heaven, but you chose to barge into hell... Now that you're here, you're not going back!"

Huang Laosan grinned maliciously, his eyes filled with evil and greed.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he captures Shen Jinglian, then White Lotus Village will be like an empty shell, nothing to fear, and can be wiped out with a wave of his hand. There will be no rivals around!

And then there's the pretty boy Lu Xuan, who might just become his concubine and play with him. And that smart-talking donkey that's become a spirit, if it behaves well it can be his mount, otherwise he'll slaughter it and eat it for meat...

He had envisioned everything to be wonderful!

Little did he know, Bao Bulu looked at him as if he were an idiot...

Bao Bulu couldn't help but recall the first time it encountered Lu Xuan. At that time, it had been captured by a Qi Refining Realm tiger demon and was about to become its meal—

Lu Xuan has appeared!

The ferocious tiger demon's eyes lit up when it saw Lu Xuan's fair skin and tender flesh, wanting to have more food, but then Lu Xuan slit its throat with a single sword stroke...

And what about Wang Hao, who cultivated the Black Fiend Demon Art at the Su family a couple of days ago? Wasn't he also a sixth-grade cultivator?

He was still instantly killed by Lu Xuan in one move!

This Huang Laosan is really brave; he even dares to set his sights on Lu Xuan. If Shen Jinglian hadn't foolishly stood in front of him to protect Lu Xuan, Huang Laosan might already be a corpse...