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

Well, it's fortunate that Xiao Yaoqing can't see anything right now, otherwise this scene would be different. Of course, Lianxing didn't use her internal energy.

Otherwise, Zhao Min would probably have lost her life here.

After a fierce beating, Lianxing finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Zhao Min, who was still unconscious.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Go to your own room to sleep. What kind of behavior is it to stay in someone else's room? Humph!"

After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Min by the back of the collar, pushed open Xiao Yaoqing's door, and slipped out.

They didn't even care whether the door was closed or not; weren't they worried that Xiao Yaoqing would get cold at night?

However, not long after, Lianxing returned!

This time she remembered and closed the door behind her.

But she also locked herself inside!

Now there were only two people left in the room. Xiao Yaoqing was sleeping like a log, while Lianxing stood by the bed with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.

That scene was somewhat frightening!

If Xiao Yaoqing opened his eyes right now, he would probably think he had encountered a female ghost!

However, it seems that the effects of Drunken World's medicine are indeed potent.

Xiao Yaoqing was completely unaware of what was happening. Lianxing stood by the bed, her eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought.

After a while, her face flushed red, and she took a deep breath.

She quietly took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of bare feet.

Although she has a slight disability in her left foot, her skin is in excellent condition.

Then she rolled over and jumped onto Xiao Yaoqing's bed, lying down next to him.

Well, just now you were complaining that Zhao Min was unruly, saying that you should go back to your own room to sleep, and that it's not right for her to stay in someone else's room.

It was late at night, and the room was pitch black.

Lianxing's face turned bright red.

She bit her lip, her mind a jumbled mess.

"If Zhao Min can do it, why can't I?"

With this in mind, Lianxing finally made up her mind and slowly turned around.

Her eyes were fixed on Xiao Yaoqing's profile, on the corner of his mouth.

A voice inside me asked, "I'll just sneak a kiss..."

"Won't that be too much...?"

But when she thought of Zhao Min, Lianxing's eyes changed.

Without further hesitation, she moved closer.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing today's check-in and receiving the check-in reward: Lion's Roar, one of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts!]

A system notification sounded.

Xiao Yaoqing opened his eyes groggily.

A new day has begun.

He was about to get out of bed when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"What is it?"

It felt like I was holding something soft in my palm.

Xiao Yaoqing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously pinched it twice.

The touch was so intense, it made a "hiss—" sound.

A scene flashed through Xiao Yaoqing's mind.

"Last time Zhao Min hid behind the screen, I think I was too..."

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He turned his head abruptly.

Then I saw an absolutely beautiful face.

Those big eyes were staring at him without blinking.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Yaoqing was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the scene before him.

Lianxing didn't know when she had ended up in his arms.

His action just now was entirely instinctive; he hugged the person.

Lianxing huddled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

At this moment, Lianxing's voice slowly rang out: "Brother, does it feel good to touch?"

Xiao Yaoqing: Σ(っД;)っ! !

"rub!"

He abruptly withdrew his hand.

He stumbled backward and crashed into the wall.

Seeing Lianxing slowly sit up opposite him, her cheeks flushed, Xiao Yaoqing's voice changed: "How did you end up in my bed?!"

Lianxing was stunned for a moment.

A sudden fire ignited within me.

She curled her lip and glared at Xiao Yaoqing: "What? Disappointed? If it were Zhao Min, you'd be thrilled, wouldn't you?"

Xiao Yaoqing: !!!

There's no escaping it now.

Xiao Yaoqing's nose was filled with an overwhelming, pungent sour smell.

The key point is that Lianxing's face at this moment is full of grievance, as if he had done something outrageous and then ran away.

"I didn't mean that..."

Xiao Yaoqing didn't know how to respond for a moment.

But Lianxing pouted, putting on a pitiful look, her voice slightly choked with sobs:

"I don't care, now that things have come to this, you have to give me an explanation."

A question mark appeared above Xiao Yaoqing's head. Looking at her like this, he was completely bewildered.

He subconsciously reached out and touched Lianxing's forehead.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully copied the peerless lightness skill: Heavenly Wind and Sea Rain!]

Even if this lightness skill was top-notch in the Yihua Palace, Xiao Yaoqing had no interest in it.

He reached out not to steal martial arts skills, but simply to see if the person in front of him had gone mad from the fever.

Lianxing, the second mistress of Yihua Palace.

How could she show such a wronged expression and say such pitiful things?

It also carries a strong hint of coquettishness?

Is this the same person who threatened to kill Zhao Min and steal her Heaven-Slaying Sword at the drop of a hat last night?

That's completely unreasonable!

Did I open the door wrong?

Besides... even if she wasn't Lianxing, she was still a living, breathing person.

When she opened her eyes, shouldn't a normal woman have reacted the same way as Zhao Min did before?

But this woman, instead of asking me how I felt, immediately came up to me!

Good heavens, how did things turn out that I, Xiao Yaoqing, am the one who got taken advantage of?

At this moment, Lianxing closed her eyes slightly, as if enjoying the warmth of his palm.

But she soon heard Xiao Yaoqing's strange voice:

"Are you really the Palace Mistress Lianxing of the Yihua Palace?"

"Um?"

Lianxing paused for a moment, opened her eyes, and looked at Xiao Yaoqing with a puzzled expression.

But soon, her little face turned even redder.

Clearly, she understood why Xiao Yaoqing had asked that question.

Lianxing couldn't help but ask herself:

"Yes, is this really me?"

"Xiao Yaoqing just now clearly... I should have slapped that lecherous scoundrel to death, but I..."

But I…

She realized it herself.

The person standing in front of Xiao Yaoqing at this moment was completely different from the person she was in Yihua Palace.

She had never felt so relaxed, nor had she ever felt so...like an ordinary girl.

"Could this be the real me?"

Lianxing had suppressed her emotions for so many years in the Yihua Palace, and sooner or later, the pent-up feelings in her heart would finally burst out.

When some people encounter something new or unfamiliar, their decades-old composure crumbles instantly, as if they've become a completely different person. No one can stop them.

She made a snap decision, deciding to stop thinking about anything and go all in.

"Trying to run away? Dream on! You have to take responsibility for me!"

What if I'm pregnant?

"My child can't be born without a father!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yaoqing's forehead was covered in black lines.

Is this still the same cold and aloof Lianxing?

Has her personality gone astray?

Something's completely wrong!

He glanced at her sideways and said lazily:

"I'm not very old, but I know a lot."

"Our clothes aren't even touching, are you trying to have my baby?"

Lianxing was taken aback, blinked, and asked earnestly:

"Giving birth...does that mean you have to take off your clothes?"

Xiao Yaoqing almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He really couldn't tell if she was genuinely stupid or just pretending.

Lianxing's face turned bright red instantly, as if it were on fire. She quickly covered her face with both hands, as if some indescribable scene had already flashed through her mind.

She felt a lightness in her body, and her whole body sprang up from the edge of the bed, and in a flash, she floated out the door.

That lame leg? You can't tell at all.

To be honest, what she did just now was truly amazing—sitting on the bed with no foothold, she was able to lift herself into the air and float away lightly. That kind of lightness skill is extraordinary.

This is the most powerful skill of the Yihua Palace, a true mastery of wind and rain.

It is said that when one reaches a high level, one can control the airflow and sense the ocean currents. The Yihua Palace relies on this ability to keep its small boat steady even when standing on the crest of a wave, and it will not capsize even in the most turbulent waves.

Those with even deeper skills can stir up wind and rain, and mobilize the power of heaven and earth, like magic tricks, like sorcery.

Xiao Yaoqing has now copied this skill and directly reached the pinnacle of perfection.

So, does that mean he can now perform this kind of "magic"?

Is it?

He thought for a moment, then muttered to himself:

"If I, with my extraordinary skills, were to compete with that Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao in terms of lightness of movement, who would be superior?"

Ultimately, he hadn't forgotten about waking up to find Lianxing lying next to him; he simply dared not think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Xiao Yaoqing had been pondering Zhao Min's matter for a long time.

Now, another one, Lianxing, has appeared.

Goodness, the backgrounds of these two women are both terrifying.

Zhao Min's father was the Prince of Ruyang of the Yuan Dynasty, the Grand Marshal of the Army, and a true member of the imperial family.

But Lianxing is even more ruthless—the second mistress of Yihua Palace.

If they really take Lianxing in, then Yaoyue, the Grand Palace Master of Yihua Palace, would surely come down the mountain with her sword and chop Xiao Yaoqing into mincemeat.

"hiss--"

Xiao Yaoqing shuddered and quickly cleared his mind of those thoughts.

Honestly, he doesn't want to provoke someone of that level right now.

He knew his own limitations perfectly well.

All fears, frankly speaking, stem from a lack of strength and a lack of confidence.

In Xiao Yaoqing's eyes, he was just a younger brother.

And what about Yaoyue, the Grand Mistress of Yihua Palace?

She's the number one female martial arts master in the world.

How do we compare them?

Unless he can become the great hero Yan Nantian, master the perfected Wedding Dress Divine Skill, and wield the Pure Yang Limitless Sword.

"Clatter!"

As he was lost in thought, the broken sword that had been with him since he transmigrated fell to the ground by itself.

This sword was usually just casually leaned against the corner of the wall. If it fell, it fell. There's nothing to say about it.

Xiao Yaoqing's thoughts weren't something he made up.

Why hesitate with these women?

Isn't it because their backgrounds are too thorny?

On Zhao Min's side, Xiao Yaoqing knew the situation—the Yuan Dynasty wouldn't last much longer.

Moreover, Zhao Min herself said that she was willing to follow him and wander the world.

In this way, her identity as the Princess of Ruyang was also resolved.

Poor Star?

Is she able to leave the Yihua Palace?

Even if she really left, let alone Xiao Yaoqing, even Lianxing herself, could survive?

Xiao Yaoqing pouted, got out of bed, and muttered to himself:

"These women are all more troublesome than the last, not as easy to deal with as Xiao Zhao. Although she is the Holy Maiden of the Ming Cult's Persian headquarters, Persia is still a long way from here."

He was just saying it casually; he didn't actually have any feelings for that fifteen-year-old girl.