Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

Zhao Min didn't give him a chance to interrupt, and continued, "I remember I was the one who offered to take her in, right? You weren't too keen on it back then."

"But now, her attitude towards both of us is completely different."

Zhao Min's voice grew louder and louder, and her expression became increasingly strange, as if she was about to figure something out.

Upon seeing this situation, Xiao Yaoqing thought to himself, "This is bad."

He gritted his teeth, strode forward, and pulled Zhao Min into his arms. His movements were swift and decisive, carrying an air of domineering authority that brooked no refusal.

Zhao Min's cheek pressed against his firm chest, and feeling the warmth emanating from him, her face flushed instantly.

The doubts and suspicions that had been in my mind vanished in an instant.

"Clang"

With a thud, the Heaven-Slaying Sword slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground.

That's right. No matter who it is, even someone as shrewd as Zhao Min will have her clever brain overtaken by love once she falls into this situation.

Without a second thought, Zhao Min wrapped her arms around Xiao Yaoqing's waist.

She had long since forgotten any doubts she had about Lianxing.

On the other side, Lianxing had just reached the corner of her residence.

She glanced over casually.

Upon seeing this, her brows immediately furrowed.

That jade-like right hand instantly clenched into a palm strike.

A sharp aura suddenly exploded from her body.

Zhao Min, who was nestled in Xiao Yaoqing's arms enjoying the warmth, suddenly shivered and froze for a moment.

Xiao Yaoqing's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Fortunately, Lianxing ultimately did not strike out with her palm.

She bit her lip, glared fiercely at Zhao Min's retreating figure, turned around, went around the corner, and disappeared.

Only when he felt the suffocating pressure finally dissipate did Xiao Yaoqing quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

He began to wonder: Why did Lianxing react so strongly when she saw me holding Zhao Min?

Wasn't I doing this to cover for her?

But then Xiao Yaoqing thought for a moment, and his pupils suddenly contracted: "Could it be...?"

He thought of something that sent chills down his spine.

The more I think about Lianxing's reaction just now, the more it seems like she's jealous.

Xiao Yaoqing felt a surge of panic: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I must be overthinking it!"

"Miss Lianxing is in love with Yulang Jiang Feng, it has absolutely nothing to do with me, Xiao Yaoqing!"

The more confident Xiao Yaoqing spoke, the more uncertain he seemed.

Lianxing withdrew her intimidating aura, but her teeth were still grinding together. She pouted, her face clearly showing her displeasure.

They had no intention of hiding it at all.

As she walked, she glanced down at her deformed left hand and left foot, a fleeting sadness crossing her eyes.

In terms of ability, she is far superior to Zhao Min; in terms of looks, she is no less beautiful than Zhao Min.

But this disability that had been with her for twenty years was still glaringly obvious no matter when she looked at it.

In this respect, she really can't compare to Zhao Min.

Lianxing secretly clenched her right hand, making up her mind: "Once I've healed my hands and feet, I'll present myself completely to Brother Xiao Yaoqing. Then, Zhao Min, we can compete openly and fairly."

She actually thought she could compete fairly with Zhao Min.

Only Lianxing would think that way.

If it were Yaoyue instead, Zhao Min would probably be a pool of blood by now.

the other side.

A series of faint sounds came from the roof of Green Willow Manor.

It wasn't some thief who sneaked in.

The people gathered at the top were the Two Elders of Xuanming, the Bitter Monk, and Yuchi Feng.

The four people stood together on the roof of their own house.

Yu Chifeng asked the Bitter Monk in a low voice, "Master Bitter Monk, you sensed it too?"

The mute monk frowned and nodded to Yuchi Feng.

Lu Zhangke continued, "It seems my feeling was right; a terrifyingly powerful expert just made a move."

Hebi Weng frowned, his eyes filled with vigilance and worry: "Even though it was just that moment of momentum, it still made my heart pound."

Yu Chifeng hesitated for a moment: "How could a top-tier expert of this level appear near Green Willow Manor?"

The four people looked up at the same time, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

The two elders of Xuanming and Yuchi Feng spoke almost simultaneously: "Princess?!"

Without much hesitation, the four immediately took to their feet and searched for Zhao Min throughout Green Willow Manor.

But not long after, they slunk back.

A hint of embarrassment lingered on everyone's face.

Hebi Weng clicked his tongue: "With Master Xiao accompanying the princess, why are we worrying about nothing?"

"you do not say……"

The four of them fell silent.

However, there was a hint of reminiscence in their eyes.

They probably all remembered what Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing were doing in the pavilion just now.

Zhao Min stood in the courtyard and suddenly looked up at the room where Xiao Yaoqing lived.

She thought to herself that if she had arrived any later, she might have witnessed Xiao Yaoqing transferring his powers to Zhao Min.

It's a pity I missed it.

However, Yu Chifeng suddenly spoke up, his voice tinged with speculation: "That terrifying aura just now only flashed by and disappeared. Do you think... perhaps Master Xiao himself couldn't control himself and let out a tiny bit?"

His words stunned the other three people.

After a moment of stunned silence, they all nodded.

Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's probably it."

"Master Xiao hasn't revealed his true strength yet; who knows what his cultivation level is?"

"Why worry about it? Go back to sleep!"

Little did Xiao Yaoqing know that he was once again taking the blame for Lianxing.

The person who had just unleashed a terrifying aura suddenly stopped abruptly after pushing open his door and before even stepping inside.

She turned her head and glanced at Xiao Yaoqing's door, a slight thought stirring in her heart.

Instead of going inside, they closed the door again.

He turned around, pushed open Xiao Yaoqing's door, and went inside.

Lianxing went inside, but didn't turn on the lights.

Standing in the darkness, I actually felt a little nervous.

My breathing was much faster than usual.

Those eyes, exceptionally bright in the darkness, glistened with tears.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Xiao Yaoqing's bed.

Then, as if possessed, she tiptoed to the bedside and slowly sat down.

Touching the sheets and blankets, feeling their texture.

Finally, she bent down and lay face down on Xiao Yaoqing's pillow.

I took a deep breath.

It was as if she wanted to smell Xiao Yaoqing's scent.

Xiao Yaoqing had only stayed in this room once, many days ago, so it didn't smell like anything.

But Lianxing seemed to be trapped in it and didn't want to get up at all.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly opened her eyes, "whoosh."

He jumped up from the bed in an instant.

Her eyes were sparkling, and her heart was pounding:

"Brother Xiao Yaoqing is back!"

But then, she frowned:

"Why is Zhao Min here too?!"

The next second, she panicked.

The sound of two people's footsteps clearly indicated that they were coming this way.

As soon as you open the door, you're sure to see her.

But if someone saw her lying on Xiao Yaoqing's pillow just now, how embarrassing would that be?

The Second Palace Master of the dignified Yihua Palace was actually in such a panic.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the screen beside the bed.

As soon as the door closed, she didn't hesitate for a moment and went straight behind the screen.

But she didn't know that a woman named Zhao Min had once done the exact same thing. Only, back then, Zhao Min's door creaked open.

Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing walked in side by side.

As soon as she entered, Zhao Min snuggled into Xiao Yaoqing's arms, her whole body limp as if she had no bones.

Lianxing, watching from behind the screen, was practically grinding her teeth in frustration.

But she knew she couldn't let it slip, or things would get really bad.

Fortunately, Xiao Yaoqing and Zhao Min only had eyes for each other and neither of them glanced at the screen.

Most importantly—the two of them didn't even turn on the lights when they entered the house.

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Min buried her face in Xiao Yaoqing's arms and tilted her head back to kiss him on the lips.

Xiao Yaoqing certainly wouldn't turn away Zhao Min, who was offering herself up.

Anyway, there's no one else in this room.

He had long ago decided to be with "Brother Wuji".

That bit of guilt was thrown to the winds.

Blame it on Zhang Wuji being too useless now.

Strangely enough, Zhang Wuji, who was healing his injuries in the secret passage of Bright Peak, suddenly felt that the speed of his recovery had slowed down considerably. He thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what was going on.

But Lianxing, who was behind the screen, almost froze on the spot when she saw the two of them!

It's just passing on power, why not just pass it on while wearing clothes?

Why do you have to sit on the bed like that?

Good heavens!!

She simply couldn't stand it anymore!

On one hand, she couldn't bear to watch that scene anymore; on the other hand—why was that woman snuggling in Xiao Yaoqing's arms Zhao Min, and not her?

Thinking of this, Lianxing, who was hiding behind the screen, reached into her bosom and groped around for a while.

He quickly took out two exquisite white jade bottles.

Both bottles had small red papers pasted on them, with three characters written on each paper in delicate, small regular script.

One that reads "Drunken in the Mortal World"

One of them reads "Intoxicated by the Mortal World".

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Although it was only one word different, Lianxing still decisively used "Red Dust Intoxication".

He put it back. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he silently muttered to himself:

"I'm not going to help you stir things up!"

Then, holding her breath, she carefully opened "Drunken World".

The bottle stopper.

A wisp of colorless and odorless gas drifted away silently.

Lianxing, relying on her profound internal strength, managed to prevent herself from absorbing even a single drop.

Not long after, a soft yawn was heard in the room.

Zhao Min's voice was groggy: "Why...why am I suddenly so sleepy...was it because I practiced swordsmanship too intensely just now...?"

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yaoqing also yawned, his tone revealing the same doubt.

"I'm feeling a bit sleepy too... I guess I'm tired from the journey."

Not long after.

Lianxing slowly walked out from behind the screen.

Bed.

Xiao Yaoqing and Zhao Min were both dressed, lying together, fast asleep.

Zhao Min's head was still resting on Xiao Yaoqing's chest.

Lianxing frowned, raised her hand and waved, sending a burst of internal energy through the air.

The lingering dust and grime inside the room were cleaned up completely.

Then she reached out and grabbed Zhao Min by the back of her collar, lifting her up directly:

"Who told you to snuggle into Brother Xiao Yaoqing's arms?!"

That tone...she was quite angry!

Lianxing glanced at the sleeping Xiao Yaoqing, then at Zhao Min, whom she was holding in mid-air.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he simply pinned Zhao Min down on the table in Xiao Yaoqing's room and gave her a good beating on the buttocks.