A series of whooshing sounds suddenly echoed through the air. By the time the four reacted and tried to dodge, it was too late. A hidden dart was thrust into the back of each of their necks, and they all fell from their horses and died instantly. Ghost Killer walked over and coldly said, "I hate traitors the most. If it hadn't happened so suddenly, I would have tortured you thoroughly before sending you to meet the King of Hell. Let's go!"
With a single call, Gui Sha led more than ten of his men off on horseback, but their destination remained unknown...
After leaving Five Elements City, Ouyang Yue and her group traveled for two more days, passing through a small town. In another day, they would reach Yun City, where the White Cloud Temple of Linzhou was located. Thinking about Ouyang Su, Ouyang Yue felt a sense of urgency. They were currently traveling on an official road, but due to two rainstorms in the past two days, the road was somewhat muddy, and there were few other travelers. If it weren't for the weather, they would have already arrived in Yun City. Ouyang Yue's expression was very serious, and no one in the entire group spoke.
Leng Jue looked at Ouyang Yue thoughtfully, but didn't ask any questions.
"Whoosh!"
Just then, a strange sound suddenly rang out from ahead. Leng Jue's eyes instantly turned cold. "Quickly lie down!" Upon hearing this, everyone was startled and immediately lowered their bodies, all lying on the back of their horses. At the same time, the sound of a row of hidden weapons piercing the air was accompanied by a soft hum.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ouyang Yue and the others reacted quickly and dodged the rider, but the horses weren't so lucky. The next moment, their legs trembled, some were hit in the head by hidden weapons, and some had half their legs sliced off. They swayed and fell heavily to the ground. Ouyang Yue, Leng Jue, and the others moved swiftly to their sides, but at that moment, the sound of hidden weapons whistling through the air swept over them again. They didn't dare to delay and rolled several times on the ground to dodge. They looked up with cold expressions. They saw more than twenty men in black appear in front of their original path. Their faces were cold, and they held several hidden weapons in their hands. They were now throwing them at Ouyang Yue and the others again.
Ouyang Yue and the others were all alarmed. If this continued, they would be completely overwhelmed. Moreover, these people were clearly skilled, and their gaps in releasing hidden weapons were extremely fast, giving them no chance to breathe. If they were even a little slower, they would be riddled with holes, each strike potentially fatal. But if they continued to dodge like this, they would eventually become exhausted and would still be hit by hidden weapons.
Ouyang Yue's face turned cold. Suddenly, she raised her left hand, and two "whoosh" sounds rang out in the air. Then, with a "thud," someone fell to the ground. The men in black were taken aback, not expecting that Ouyang Yue and her companions could retaliate under these circumstances. Ouyang Yue then shouted, "Now!"
At the same time, Ouyang Yue, Leng Jue, Leng Han, Leng Lei, and Dong Xue moved simultaneously. Except for Ouyang Yue, the other four of them all knew lightness skills. Although Ouyang Yue did not have internal energy and could not use it, her steps were no slower than anyone else's. The five of them rushed towards the men in black at great speed, immediately took out their weapons, and each of them took down one of them.
The twenty-odd men in black, who had previously formed a defensive formation that left Ouyang Yue and her group with no escape, were quickly scattered by Ouyang Yue, Leng Jue, and the others. However, these men in black were no pushovers. Although they were momentarily stunned and allowed Ouyang Yue and Leng Jue to seize the initiative, they reacted quickly, with four or five of them engaging one of the group, immediately putting Ouyang Yue and her companions in a vulnerable position. The battle was extremely frustrating, as Ouyang Yue and her group were constantly on the defensive, which was a significant disadvantage.
Without hesitation, Ouyang Yue grabbed the collar of one of the two men in front of her. Each man was struck in the neck with a barely perceptible silver needle, and they collapsed dead. The other three were stunned, looking at Ouyang Yue with some hesitation. However, Ouyang Yue was also very nervous. For safety reasons, she had worn a set of hidden weapons made by Tie Lao when she left the General's Mansion. Because these weapons were stored in her jewelry, their capacity was not large. They were her life-saving items in critical moments, and at most she could use them five times at a time. But these twenty-odd men in black were all highly skilled, and it would not be easy for them to break through with them.
"Swish!" Suddenly, a man in black whistled, and more than twenty people rushed out from around them. Ouyang Yue, Leng Jue, and the others' expressions changed drastically. Ouyang Yue flashed forward, rushing towards one of the men in black, snapping him to the ground with her hands, and then kicking another man hard in the neck. Fortunately, although Ouyang Yue didn't understand internal energy or lightness skills, her combat techniques were all effective, every move a real strike. Leng Jue was the most skilled among the five. When the five attacked him, he swept his leg and knocked them all down. Then, he swiftly severed their lifelines. Leng Han, Leng Lei, and Dong Xue were slightly weaker than him, but were not in immediate danger. However, seeing the second wave of men in black approaching, they worried that a third or fourth wave might come to ambush them, and they began to consider retreating.
"Go!" Leng Jue shouted sharply. The five of them immediately separated, breaking up the group in front of them and scattering to escape. The men in black wouldn't let them get away and immediately gave chase. However, these men in black clearly had the strongest killing intent towards Ouyang Yue. There were more than twenty men in black chasing after her. Leng Jue, who was running in front, saw this and immediately did a backflip, kicking one of them down before rushing towards Ouyang Yue. Leng Han, Leng Lei, and Dong Xue also wanted to rush over, but they were immediately surrounded by the men in black and were unable to spare any attention, so they could only focus on fighting back.
Ouyang Yue was chased all the way to a dense forest. Here, she moved with the agility of a leopard, quickly creating distance with a few flips. The dense forest slowed down the speed of those behind her. However, the men in black exchanged glances and sneered, "Release hidden weapons."
These men chased after her, brandishing hidden weapons. They didn't care whether they could see Ouyang Yue or not; they simply looked up and fired. Ouyang Yue ran ahead, trembling with fear, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. These men were definitely not ordinary guards. Judging by their methods, they were assassins. Could they be members of the Bloodthirsty Alliance? In truth, to ensure the safety of themselves and their clients, this assassin organization always kept the identity of the client for each mission known only to the contact and the organization's leader. Hui Niang and her five companions only knew that the target was Ouyang Yue, but they were unaware of the matter concerning Aunt Ming and the Minister of Revenue's residence. Therefore, Ouyang Yue had cleverly tricked them into going to the capital to cause trouble. Of course, Ouyang Yue only suspected that someone in the capital wanted to harm her; who was behind it, Hui Niang and her companions didn't know, and naturally, she didn't know either.
However, now that Aunt Ming is disabled, the Bloodthirsty Alliance faces the wrath of the Minister of Revenue, and their reputation has been damaged by the Bloodthirsty Alliance's blunder. They cannot afford to fail. This time, the Bloodthirsty Alliance has dispatched seventy percent of its forces to ambush Ouyang Yue and her group, determined to succeed. Ouyang Yue, in particular, is a target they cannot afford to lose. Thinking of this, Ouyang Yue's heart tightened, and she ran even faster. But behind her, hidden weapons swept in like a dense rainforest. At the same time, three men in black, wearing iron masks and armor, rushed up from behind, launching a sneak attack on Ouyang Yue from behind.
The men in black kept throwing hidden weapons at the three, but the three, wearing protective gear, remained unfazed, leaving Ouyang Yue vulnerable from both sides and suffering greatly. The three immediately surrounded Ouyang Yue. Her face was cold and composed, but her mind was perfectly clear. She constantly swayed her body, dodging the hidden weapons while simultaneously dealing with the three's sneak attacks. However, the three were extremely clever, completely surrounding Ouyang Yue. No matter how agile Ouyang Yue was, no matter how well she could use her hearing to avoid vital points, she was still in a perilous situation.
Just then, the three suddenly let out a strange cry, and more than ten people chasing after them simultaneously pulled out hidden weapons and swept them at Ouyang Yue. Ouyang Yue was now exposed to the air, surrounded by a dense barrage of hidden weapons. No matter how skilled she was, the possibility of dodging them unscathed was slim. Ouyang Yue's eyes turned cold, and she suddenly pulled out Hui Niang's Binding Immortal Lock, swinging it wildly. This temporarily blocked the attacks in front, but her back was completely exposed. She was now willing to sacrifice one for the other.
"Clang, clang, clang!" Just then, the sound of weapons vibrating suddenly rang out behind him, followed by a deep voice in his ear: "Let's go, one in front and one behind!" Ouyang Yue's eyes narrowed, and he immediately broke free of the Immortal Binding Lock. Leng Jue behind him drew his long sword and blocked Ouyang Yue's path, constantly deflecting the hidden weapons. At the same time, the two of them fled forward at an extremely fast pace, actually managing to shake off the black-clad men behind them.
The two had no idea how long they had run or where they had ended up, finally stopping in a thicket of bushes in the mountains. They crouched down, taking small, easy breaths. Ouyang Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead; this ordeal was no less perilous than any mission she had ever faced in her past life. Moreover, without guns or ammunition, long-range fire was impossible, and the enemy was numerous and armed with concealed weapons. She hadn't even considered escaping; her only thought was to kill as many as possible.
Ouyang Yue plopped down on the ground, suddenly sensing something was wrong. Why was Leng Jue so quiet beside him? He turned his head sharply and saw Leng Jue lying on the ground, a patterned hidden weapon embedded in his chest. He was injured. The next moment, Ouyang Yue's eyes narrowed, because Leng Jue's condition was more serious than just an injury. The blood flowing from his body was mixed with black, and the tip of the weapon emitted a dark, eerie light. This weapon was poisoned!
"Leng Jue, how are you?" Ouyang Yue immediately rushed to touch Leng Jue in alarm. The latter suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes and reached out to grab Ouyang Yue's neck. However, the next moment, his eyes flashed, and his dark eyes gradually turned completely red. Before Ouyang Yue could react, Leng Jue's hand, which was originally grabbing her neck, slashed away and he forcefully pushed Ouyang Yue's shoulder away, saying, "Stay away from me!"
Ouyang Yue stumbled from the push, only to see Leng Jue suddenly collapse to the ground, convulsing. His eyes grew increasingly red, eventually turning a blood-red hue. When Ouyang Yue looked into those eyes, her heart trembled. Those eyes were devoid of any human aura, chillingly cold, like those of a demon from hell. It seemed that because of those eyes, Leng Jue exuded a strong, bloodthirsty, and ghostly aura.
"you……"
"Get out! Don't come near me... or I'll kill you!" A flash of pain crossed Leng Jue's eyes. Ouyang Yue's expression hardened, and she suddenly pulled out the Immortal Binding Lock and threw it at Leng Jue. Leng Jue's red, trembling eyes swept over, and the next moment he was already bound by the Immortal Binding Lock. A strange light seemed to flash in his eyes, and then he looked at Ouyang Yue with an even more sinister gaze.
Ouyang Yue ignored him, crouching down and rummaging through Leng Jue's clothes. Leng Jue's expression changed slightly; the chilling look from before slowly faded, and he stared blankly at Ouyang Yue. Since Leng Jue had been able to produce poison earlier, he must have been carrying other antidotes and medicines. Sure enough, Ouyang Yue found five identical porcelain bottles, the only difference being the color of the caps. Ouyang Yue took a breath, put the items on the ground, and then reached for Leng Jue's clothes. With a rip, "ripping," Leng Jue's shirt was immediately torn open, revealing a lean, strong, and fair-skinned body.
Leng Jue trembled, staring at Ouyang Yue in astonishment. Before he could speak, Ouyang Yue suddenly lowered her head, her red lips pressing against Leng Jue's chest, causing him to flinch. Ouyang Yue's glossy black hair, slightly disheveled from the earlier fight, had a few playful strands brushing against Leng Jue's chest, making him feel an unbearable itch. Furthermore, from his reclining position, he could see how Ouyang Yue's red lips touched his body; the delicate touch sent shivers down his spine, his heart fluttering as if a feather were stirring within him, giving him a sensation he had never felt before.
His eyes were still blood red, but the coldness was gone, replaced by astonishment and a glint that even he didn't notice.
"Pah!" Ouyang Yue sucked a mouthful of black blood, immediately rushed to the side and spat it out. She sucked it out more than ten times before confirming that most of the poison in Leng Jue's body had been removed. Then she looked up at Leng Jue and saw blood-red eyes flashing incessantly behind him, staring at her strangely. Ouyang Yue frowned and said, "Don't worry, I've already sucked out most of the poison from your body. Some of these medicines are for external application, and some are for internal healing. I'll get them for you now."
Leng Jue stared straight at Ouyang Yue without answering her question, only saying, "You...you used your mouth...um..." Leng Jue's voice was somewhat strange, his eyes blinking trembling, while Ouyang Yue frowned and looked at his strange appearance with suspicion.
Leng Jue looked at Ouyang Yue's belatedly aware, confused expression, his eyes flashing with annoyance, followed by anger. Did this kind of thing really seem so ordinary and insignificant to her? His voice suddenly turned cold: "How can you look at me like that? Do you think it's normal for you to casually look at a man's body or touch his skin with your lips? You… how many men have you done this to?!" Leng Jue's voice was extremely suppressed, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly, his chest heaving, revealing the extent of his rage.
Ouyang Yue frowned, and it took her a while to understand what Leng Jue was talking about. She had been so focused on treating Leng Jue's injuries and hadn't really thought much about it. Besides, in her previous life, it was common for other team members to be injured. Of course, in those situations, she was usually alert and aware of the surrounding environment, and she wasn't usually involved in detoxification, but she hadn't seen anything wrong with it. However, she had forgotten that this wasn't her previous life, nor was it modern times, but feudal ancient times. Even a young lady from a wealthy family would feel as if her chastity had been violated if someone had just glanced at her wrist; her actions just now, in that sense, were indeed somewhat inappropriate.
Ouyang Yue said in a deep voice, "I did this to save you, don't confuse it with this."
"What do you mean by mixing things up? Did you... not do this for the first time?" Leng Jue's eyes flashed with a blood-red light, carrying a murderous aura.
Ouyang Yue suddenly fell silent for a moment, then said, "Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter. Are you regretting that I removed the poison for you?"
Leng Jue suddenly coughed and stood up. Blood immediately gushed from his chest, where he hadn't had time to apply medicine, but he didn't care at all. He just stared coldly at Ouyang Yue's eyes and expression, as if he would strangle her the next moment if she said yes.
Ouyang Yue's lips curled into a cold smile: "You're right, this isn't the first time I've looked at a man's body." In her previous life, all sorts of seeds were rampant, so it wouldn't be easy to miss them. Ouyang Yue was also somewhat annoyed by Leng Jue's reaction.
Her first instinct was to save him, and she felt guilty for taking the hidden weapon for her earlier. Who knew that she risked being poisoned to save Leng Jue, and he not only didn't say anything, but even questioned her here. The fear and grievances from being chased earlier also changed her expression, and she looked at Leng Jue with extreme indifference and anger.
Her reaction only enraged Leng Jue further. Not just once, but many times indeed, how dare she…
Although Ouyang Yue couldn't see Leng Jue's expression, his eyes were dark, and she could vaguely hear the sound of him gritting his teeth under his mask. Ouyang Yue snorted coldly and bit her lip, saying, "Let's apply the medicine first. If you don't want to die, you'd better lie down obediently."
Leng Jue stared at her coldly, saying nothing. Ouyang Yue ignored her, picked up the medicine bottles on the ground and examined them one by one, then picked up a powdery medicine bottle and poured it onto Leng Jue's wound.
"Sizzle." A layer of white foam immediately appeared on Leng Jue's wound. It was obviously a bottle of high-quality wound medicine, but it was also several times more painful than ordinary wound medicine. However, Leng Jue stared at Ouyang Yue without moving, as if he was not the one being treated, and it had nothing to do with him. He didn't even utter a sound.
Ouyang Yue glanced at Leng Jue slightly. Did this person not have any pain receptors? How could he endure so much pain? However, when she saw the anger burning in Leng Jue's eyes, she suddenly felt very dangerous.
She opened her mouth to speak, but the next moment Leng Jue suddenly flipped her over and pinned her down. His eyes flashed quickly, and his voice was icy and angry: "Woman, do you know how much of a provocation your words were in front of a man?"
Ouyang Yue frowned at Leng Jue: "Provocation? I've certainly provoked plenty of times in my life. Since you blame me for saving you, then consider me meddling earlier. I just wanted to repay the favor of shielding me from a hidden weapon. Since you don't appreciate it, then we'll be even. From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine. We'll be even, um..." For some reason, Ouyang Yue felt a rebellious streak rise within her from Leng Jue's repeated questioning. She gave a cold laugh in response, but before she could finish, her lips were suddenly sealed. The change was so swift that she couldn't react in time; her lips had been taken away.
The next moment, Leng Jue suddenly reached out and blocked her view. She felt a sudden darkness engulf her, and as she tried to struggle, she found herself held captive in Leng Jue's arms, her legs immobilized. She was completely unable to move and could only watch helplessly as Leng Jue did as he pleased. Her blindness fueled her anger, yet at the same time, her senses became even more acute. She could even hear Leng Jue's heavy breathing near her ear, whether from his injuries or from the kiss, she couldn't tell. Ouyang Yue's heart skipped a beat. She had only wanted to repay Leng Jue for saving her, but the situation had escalated far beyond her expectations. How had she provoked this man to such anger?
The crucial point is that the one who should be at a disadvantage in this situation isn't the man, but rather this virgin. What's with his anger? Now this man is kissing her deeply, and his skillful technique is making her a little dizzy. She's not only at a disadvantage but also being taken advantage of. No matter how you look at it, she's the one who's at a disadvantage.
She's the one who should be angry!
☆、105、How to choose!
Leng Jue's crimson eyes seemed even more scarlet, with a strange brilliance in them that would draw anyone in with its alluring charm. But all he could see was Ouyang Yue, whose face was flashing with resentment, while her eyes held a hint of bewilderment. His anger had transformed into intense emotion, which he couldn't control.
The lips beneath her mouth were soft and sweet, only making him want to go deeper.
He thought it was impossible to find anything or anyone in this world that he could love so much again. Only this little thing could capture his heart, always causing him headaches without him even realizing it. He clearly sensed that she was deliberately trying to annoy him out of anger, but thinking of how he had carefully and gently healed her wounds, he couldn't suppress his anger. By the time he realized it, he had completely suppressed her. He had never lost control so irrationally before, and nothing had ever made him so anxious. Even things he had previously refused to admit or wanted to deny, he could no longer deny now.
He wanted the woman beneath him; he desperately desired her, was determined and insisted on having her, and no one could take her away from him.
Leng Jue narrowed his eyes, like a wolf eyeing prey that had finally taken the bait. His eyes gleamed with an eerie green light of excitement. He let out a soft gasp and deepened the kiss.
Ouyang Yue felt her head spinning. In this respect, she was still just a woman, a girl. Perhaps this was the difference between women and men. She was obviously inferior to men in this matter. She let out a soft moan, her voice gentle and intoxicating.
Clearly, the sound made Leng Jue's breathing become even deeper and heavier, as he tried to delve deeper into it. However, Ouyang Yue was jolted awake. Although her vision was completely obscured and she was in complete darkness, she suddenly twisted her body and then fiercely raised her right leg.
"Ouch!" Leng Jue's painful scream rang in her ears. The next moment, Ouyang Yue's vision returned, and she saw Leng Jue with his back to her, squatting on the ground in pain. Ouyang Yue smiled coldly, turned Leng Jue's body around, and slapped him.
"Slap, bang!" Ouyang Yue didn't know when Leng Jue had put the mask back on. In her anger, she slapped Leng Jue's mask with her hand. A crisp sound rang out in the air, and at the same time, her hand went numb and her palm immediately turned red. Ouyang Yue frowned, gritted her teeth, and stared at Leng Jue with icy eyes.
Leng Jue concealed the pain in his eyes, looked at Ouyang Yue's angry expression, and said after a moment of silence, "I will take responsibility."
Ouyang Yue suddenly sneered: "What a joke. Just because you kissed me, does that mean you have to take responsibility? There are so many people in the world who would take responsibility for me. Do you expect me to marry them all?"
Leng Jue's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent, gazing intently at Ouyang Yue with an unprecedented firmness that told her he was absolutely not joking. However, the more he acted this way, the angrier Ouyang Yue became. She had been forcibly kissed by Leng Jue, she had suffered a loss, and now this man had offered to take responsibility? Was she supposed to accept her fate and make him take responsibility? No one in this world could force her, no one could: "Impossible, we can never be together."
Leng Jue was already sitting on the ground, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a thousand-year-old pool, or like an unknown whirlpool, captivating and mesmerizing. Those eyes were truly mesmerizing, so much so that Ouyang Yue suddenly realized she recognized them; it wasn't the first time she'd seen them, nor was it on Leng Jue himself. The latter, watching Ouyang Yue deep in thought, said, "You'll agree sooner or later. I can wait. If it's too easy to get, I won't cherish it. This is good."
That's a fine way to put it. She didn't agree to it, and he wants to settle it like this? Don't even think about it! That's far too domineering.
Ouyang Yue's face darkened, but when she looked up, her eyes were fixed on Leng Jue's wound, which had stopped bleeding, now began to bleed again. Leng Jue simply sat there with his hands at his sides, his eyes fixed on her, completely ignoring his own injuries. Ouyang Yue's eyes were deep and her lips pressed into a thin line, making her expression extremely cold and stern. Finally, she suddenly leaned forward, tearing a piece of cloth from Leng Jue's clothes, sprinkling medicinal powder on the wound, and then bandaging it. Her expression was serious, completely unlike the two who had just been arguing. Leng Jue's eyes curved slightly, an undisguised bright light shining within them.
"I keep my word. You're welcome to come and ask for this promise anytime you want."
Ouyang Yue couldn't help but curl a mocking smile: "Oh? The promise I want, you might not be able to give."
Leng Jue simply said, "How do you know it's impossible if you don't tell me?"
Ouyang Yue looked at Leng Jue with amusement. From the moment she met this man, she sensed that his identity was shrouded in mystery. He could buy her design drawings at high prices, knew Tie Lao, had a capable and intelligent subordinate like Leng Can, and more than one, plus a powerful financial institution like Baohao Bank. How astonishing was the power behind this man? And what was his true identity? She was actually very curious, but she had been suppressing it. She knew very well that the more you knew, the faster you would die. In order to build her power, she deliberately ignored this to avoid trouble. But this man had come to her on his own. She didn't know how much of his intentions were genuine or feigned, so she might as well give it a try.
Thinking this, Ouyang Yue narrowed her eyes, a calculating glint in them, and said, "Although I'm young, I've already considered what kind of person my future husband will be." Leng Wang looked at her, seemingly attentive to her words. Ouyang Yue said naturally, "He doesn't need to be too accomplished in both literature and martial arts. I'm confident I can support him. It's fine if he's a submissive man by my side. However, he must be devoted to me from beginning to end, absolutely no mistresses, no brothels or other debauchery. In other words, he must have only me as his wife for life, no concubines or mistresses. He must remain chaste for me, otherwise, when I get angry, I might act impulsively. Cutting off his manhood would be a small matter; killing him would be much more troublesome."
Leng Jue suddenly remembered Ouyang Yue's merciless kick to his aroused spot, and his body stiffened instantly. A strange glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Ouyang Yue. Ouyang Yue immediately sneered, "You can't do it, so don't mess with me. The consequences are unbearable for you. Although your martial arts are superior to mine, and your power is greater, you can't always be on guard against me. You should know that women become as fierce as wolves in bed. You'll die here sooner or later... What are you doing!" Ouyang Yue was lecturing Leng Jue to stay away from her and not to have any thoughts of fighting when, unexpectedly, Leng Jue suddenly leaned to the side, his shoulder resting against Ouyang Yue's, and his head resting on her shoulder. Ouyang Yue froze, her eyes widening in surprise as she stared at the iron mask in front of her and the red glint in Leng Jue's eyes.
Leng Jue's body was also very stiff. It was clear that he had never done this before and was very unaccustomed to it. He did not leave, but coughed lightly: "You... didn't you say you wanted a little man... I think a little man... is probably like this. Is that wrong?" Leng Jue looked at Ouyang Yue in confusion, his posture unchanged.
Ouyang Yue's lips twitched. She was sitting on the ground with Leng Jue leaning half his body against her chest and his head on her shoulder. She didn't know if this counted as being taken advantage of, but if she stretched out her hand, she could definitely wrap her arms around Leng Jue's strong waist. The posture was strange and inappropriate. He didn't look like a little man at all.
This man, when he's fierce, is like a wild beast; how could he possibly be a timid man? Ouyang Yue's forehead twitched, her mind and heart churning. For someone as domineering and accustomed to giving orders as Leng Jue, to act this way was indeed no easy feat. However, Ouyang Yue instinctively rejected this feeling. She had no time for romantic affairs right now, and probably never would. She just wanted to find the kind of submissive husband she described, someone who wouldn't interfere with her plans to have children. She instinctively rejected and refused to acknowledge men who were difficult to control and harbored traditional desires for multiple wives and concubines. Even if Leng Jue acted this way, she couldn't give in; otherwise, she might lose control of her own heart and cause trouble…
Ouyang Yue's silence made Leng Jue's body stiffen even more. After a moment of stalemate, Leng Jue seemed to be considering whether to get up or continue to maintain the position. Finally, he relaxed his body and leaned close to Ouyang Yue, saying, "Let's go first. Although this place is secluded, it's hard to guarantee that the Bloodthirsty Alliance won't come after us."
“Hmm.” Ouyang Yue naturally had her reasons for disagreeing, so she nodded in agreement. She then carefully examined Leng Jue’s wound and, seeing that there was nothing wrong, she looked at the soil in the bushes that had been stained with Leng Jue’s blood. She immediately dug up some soil to cover it up and mask the smell of blood: “Let’s go, I’ll help you.”
Leng Jue hesitated for a moment before nodding. Ouyang Yue then took his uninjured arm and draped it over her shoulder. She paused for a moment before putting her arm around Leng Jue's waist. The two slowly moved forward, now very close. Leng Jue could clearly smell the faint, unidentified fragrance emanating from Ouyang Yue. His nose twitched slightly, but he couldn't immediately place the scent. He squinted at Ouyang Yue's fair neck and her not-so-prominent chest, and seemed to sigh.
Ouyang Yue turned her head, but because the two were so close, they almost kissed. Ouyang Yue pulled back abruptly, her face darkening slightly, and said, "If you don't blow on my neck, I'll just leave you on the ground."
Leng Jue paused slightly, giving Ouyang Yue a deep look before nodding. Ouyang Yue turned back to support him as they walked. Leng Jue noticed that Ouyang Yue's ears were slightly red and several small goosebumps had appeared on her neck. He immediately understood, his eyes crinkling with a hint of malice. Leaning against Ouyang Yue's side, his breathing became even heavier, while the latter's body was noticeably stiff, her face tense. Leng Jue's eyes were unusually deep; so that's how it was. Just as he was about to do something...
"Bang!" Ouyang Yue flung him away without hesitation, and Leng Jue was thrown to the ground. "Uh..." He was stunned, but then he saw Ouyang Yue staring at him with a gloomy expression: "I told you, if you mess around again, I won't be polite."
Leng Jue remained silent, only staring at Ouyang Yue. His wound was slightly damp again. Ouyang Yue, however, irritably smoothed her hair, turned around on the ground, took out the Immortal Binding Lock from her waist, squatted down, and tied Leng Jue's hands together: "If you don't want to die on this journey, you'd better behave yourself. Let's see what else you can do. Go!" With that, she grabbed the other end of the Immortal Binding Lock and pulled Leng Jue. Leng Jue almost stumbled and fell forward, but fortunately, he was skilled and immediately stopped.
So, a strange scene unfolded on this path: a young girl, seemingly quite young, was pulling a man more than a head taller than her along, her hands bound, like a prisoner being led. The man, his hands bound and his face obscured by an iron mask, stood ramrod straight, his steps perfectly steady, as if strolling leisurely behind the girl. Leng Jue's eyes curved slightly, seemingly somewhat satisfied with the current situation. Perhaps possessing a strange fondness for being tormented, he seemed to relish being captivated by Ouyang Yue…
Of course, in reality, the two didn't walk as slowly as they had imagined. Before leaving, Ouyang Yue carefully bandaged Leng Jue's wounds to prevent the strong smell of blood in the air from attracting pursuers. After walking for a while and seeing that Leng Jue had calmed down, Ouyang Yue removed the magic lock, and the two walked noticeably faster.
On the way, the two were thinking about whether to leave some marks for Dongxue, Lenghan, and Lenglei. However, if the Blood Killing Alliance found them, it would expose their whereabouts. Ouyang Yue was a little worried about Lengxue. Although there were many people chasing her, the Blood Killing Alliance had clearly gone all out. It was hard to say whether they were safe.
Leng Jue said, "There's no need to worry too much. Leng Han and the others have something to protect them. We don't need to contact them first. They will come after we escape. If there are too many of us on the run, we'll be more likely to be exposed. This place is secluded, but it's not a foolproof plan. We need to travel through dangerous places to avoid the Blood Alliance's pursuit, but there is still some danger."
Ouyang Yue nodded, agreeing with the logic, and said, "I'm fine, but it's hard to say about you, a patient."
Leng Jue's eyes narrowed: "Don't underestimate me. I won't lose to you in any aspect, even if I'm injured."
Ouyang Yue felt there was a hidden meaning in the words, but she didn't think about it too deeply: "There is a mountain ahead. The main road and the shady path are easy to be ambushed and killed. The road there is more dangerous, but it is more suitable for the two of us."
"Okay, let's go there."
The two stopped talking and continued on their way. Crossing the mountain was not as easy as they had imagined. They had no food or water, Leng Jue was injured, and Ouyang Yue had to keep an eye on the water source. In the end, they had no choice but to collect dew from non-toxic plants to quench their thirst and gather wild fruits to eat. However, without proper meals, it was still very difficult for them. Two days later, when they crossed the mountain, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hey, there's a temple over there. Let's go there and get some vegetarian food." Standing on the mountain, one can see far and wide. Ouyang Yue noticed a somewhat dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain. The incense seemed to be not very popular. However, for them, it was like a thirsty person wandering in the desert finding a source of water. Leng Jue's eyes also lit up. He nodded and quickly rushed down the mountain with Ouyang Yue to the temple.
Instead of entering the temple directly, the two turned around and went to the back door. After looking around, they entered through the back door. They were wary of the Blood Clan lying in ambush, so they carefully sneaked in from the back courtyard. When they reached the middle courtyard, there was hardly anyone there, but their hearts tightened slightly.
But at this moment...
"Amitabha Buddha, I wonder if it's inconvenient for you two to enter the temple from the back?" Suddenly, a middle-aged monk walked over from the side. Ouyang Yue and Leng Jue moved at the same time, grabbing the monk from the left and right. Ouyang Yue even turned the monk's head over to look at it, reaching out to touch the monk's head. It was smooth to the touch, not like he had been recently ordained. Looking at the ordination scars on his head, he touched them again and found that there were no traces of when he had just been burned, nor did they look like they were fake. It seemed that he was a real monk.
Ouyang Yue and Leng Jue exchanged a glance and released their grip. The monk, after being tormented like this by Ouyang Yue and Leng Jue, showed a fleeting expression that was neither quite a laugh nor a cry. Even the most composed monk would be speechless after being played with like this. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Buddhism was the foremost religion; who would dare to touch a monk's head like this? It was a grave disrespect to monks and Buddhism. However, this monk was clearly quite well-mannered. Although his eyes and mouth twitched and trembled, he finally spoke gently, "You two benefactors are passing by my temple. Is there anything troubling you? If this humble monk can help, I certainly will."
Ouyang Yue immediately laughed: "Master, we were very rude just now. We have never seen a monk before, and we were just too curious about what a compassionate monk looks like. We were really impolite just now. We have just been traveling here and have encountered many inconveniences along the way. We are now hungry and just want to ask for some vegetarian food."
Upon hearing Ouyang Yue's compliment, the monk couldn't help but smile and say, "Buddhists are meant to open doors of convenience for others. Our temple is small and somewhat simple, but we do have vegetarian meals. Please come this way, both of you."