Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 25

The pace of the 19th anniversary celebration is accelerating.

She is studying.

She is learning her own techniques.

With her attention diverted, the Xuanbei Blade came crashing down, aiming a vicious slash at her left hand. The change of attack was incredibly swift; the woman in purple had no time to dodge, and a section of her little finger was severed by the blade, rolling on the ground, dripping with blood.

Tang Shijiu was covered in blood, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, carrying a cruel smile that he himself did not realize.

A gust of wind swept past behind her, and Tang Shijiu knew something was wrong. She tried to dodge, but her body was too weak from blood loss. Before she could react, she received a chop to the back of the neck, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

Standing behind her was a thin, wiry man in black. He bent down to examine her closely, then hoisted the unconscious Nineteen onto his shoulder and said with a grin, "Zi Nu, you actually got hurt by a little girl. That's not like you."

The woman named Zi Nu trembled: "Wu Yuan, please don't tell the young master."

Wu Yuan frowned, his movements swift as lightning, slightly stopping the bleeding on Nineteen's body, his voice tinged with displeasure: "Your old habit has resurfaced. This woman is the young master's, and you dare to injure her like this."

Zi Nu remained silent for a long time. Ignoring her bleeding left hand, she slowly traced her slender fingers up her collar and unbuttoned her top.

There was nothing underneath.

"You...you've wanted me for a long time, haven't you?" Her voice was seductive, her arms already wrapped around Wu Yuan's waist. "Please."

Her alluring face was full of pleading, as if being ravaged by a man was her greatest glory.

"Put your clothes on properly." Wu Yuan tried his best to turn his face away, but he still couldn't help being breathless. "I won't tell the young master." He glanced at the severed little finger on the ground, seemingly feeling a little reluctant. "Bandage it up yourself and just say that you hurt it accidentally. Don't let the young master find out."

This happened in a secluded alley in the south of the city at dusk. At that time, the city's residents were either packing up their stalls or cooking, and no one noticed what had happened there.

When Shen Yuntan arrived, the evening star was already hanging in the sky. All he could see was the gruesome blood on the ground and a dark, ominous broadsword.

Chapter Sixteen: Evil Spirits

South of the town lies a lush, green mountain. The mountain is covered with many trees and wolves, so very few people from the surrounding area go up the mountain.

There are always mountain god temples on the mountain, but on a mountain with many wolves, even the most prosperous mountain god temple has long been abandoned.

Wu Yuan stood in the corner of the dilapidated temple, head down, eyebrows furrowed, but his eyes kept glancing at Zi Nu kneeling on the ground and then at Tang Shijiu lying on the haystack.

"Still dare to look?" Tian Shu, dressed in a brocade robe, looked at the trembling Zi Nu, but spoke to Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan hurriedly lowered his gaze, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground, "Young Master, this servant knows his mistake."

His cold, indifferent eyes never left the woman kneeling on the ground, and his voice was devoid of any warmth: "Quite bold."

Zi Nu knelt before him, her earlier arrogance towards Nineteen completely gone. Her body trembled slightly, but her eyes held a hint of excitement: "I know I was wrong, please punish me, young master." She raised her head, her slender eyebrows furrowed, her red lips parted slightly, and her fearful and cowardly expression did not evoke pity, but rather a desire to torment and ravage her.

Tian Shu leaned down, pinched Zi Nu's chin, and applied slight pressure. A piercing pain spread from her cheek to her entire body. Zi Nu trembled, but her eyes were full of excitement, and her breathing became heavy, as if she were enjoying this punishment.

"You filthy thing." Tian Shu took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands, as if he had just touched something filthy. Two dark blue finger marks immediately appeared on Zi Nu's snow-white face.

With the restraints on her face lifted, she breathed a soft sigh of relief, though she seemed more disappointed than happy.

"Please forgive Zi Nu, young master," Wu Yuan said tremblingly. "Zi Nu acted without thinking."

"Hmm?" Tian Shu looked at him calmly, knowing full well that this lecherous dragon was no good either. If it weren't for his fear of him, he probably would have already harmed the unconscious Nineteen. Upon seeing this, he immediately silenced Wu Yuan, who dared not utter another word.

Zi Nu knelt forward and grabbed Tian Shu's clothes: "Young Master, Zi Nu has made a mistake. Please punish me. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Tian Shu gave a slight, cold laugh: "You seem to be enjoying yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked out, and Zi Nu's slender body crashed into the wall like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, she still had a smile on her face, as if she were extremely satisfied: "Thank you, young master."

The gossamer-thin gauze dress slipped down, revealing her snow-white shoulders. The kick had struck her shoulder, leaving a dark purple bruise. She seemed oblivious, or perhaps deliberately ignored it, letting her bare shoulder linger in the air, drawing the men's increasingly heavy breathing.

Wu Yuan's breathing became heavy involuntarily, and his eyes became bloodshot.

Tian Shu seemed oblivious to the breathtaking scenery, but turned to Nineteen and said, "If you're awake, stop pretending."

Nineteen opened her eyes. In fact, she had already woken up when Tian Shu kicked Zi Nu away. Tian Shu looked down at her, tapping her body with his toe, as if she were something filthy. He seemed like an immortal descended from the heavens, immaculate, while Nineteen, or anyone else, was nothing more than dirty dust in the world, easily defiled by a touch.

Nineteen had no liking for this cold-faced man at all. With a light kick from him, all the wounds on his body seemed to burst open, and he was in great pain.

"Calamity." Tian Shu's voice was always devoid of warmth. Before the words were even finished, the long sword, as clear and beautiful as autumn water, had already pierced towards Nineteen's heart.

Despite the excruciating pain, Nineteen suddenly rolled over, dodging the fatal blow, and immediately cursed, "You pervert! You try to kill me with your first move!"

Tian Shu was slightly surprised to see that she had dodged the attack.

Despite such severe injuries, he remains remarkably agile.

However, he didn't reply and thrust out three more swords. Nineteen, without her broadsword, felt extremely insecure. Moreover, facing a master like Tian Shu, even with a weapon, she would likely lose more often than she would win, especially since she was currently injured. But each of those three sword strikes was deadly; the slightest mistake would mean instant death. Therefore, Nineteen fought with all her might, disregarding everything else, and managed to narrowly dodge the first strike.

With just the first sword strike, a patch of her hair was already shaved off by the second. By the third strike, there was no way she could dodge it.

The longsword was aimed at his chest, but it was stopped by something.

Tian Shu frowned, sheathed his longsword, and in a flash, he was in front of Nineteen, grabbing her by the neck.

"Bastard...scum...pervert!" His throat was choked, making it hard to breathe. Nineteen's feet left the ground, kicking wildly. Stars flashed before his eyes as he bounced around, his mind a complete blank; he couldn't remember anyone.

His slender fingers slid across her collarbone and moved downwards.

"Bastard! Killing someone is one thing, but taking advantage of them too!" Nineteen cursed him and his ancestors in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. In her heart, however, she shamelessly thought that if he took advantage of her, could he at least not kill her? This thought made her feel extremely frustrated; it turned out that she, too, was afraid of death.

She always thought she was not afraid of death.

However, in the moment when death was imminent, she realized with dismay that she was actually quite afraid of dying.

Clearly, Tian Shu had no intention of taking advantage of her. With her slender fingers, she pulled out the jade pendant from her body, examined it carefully, and her expression was unpredictable.