Chapitre 417

Dongfang Zhan's smile was sinister: "Dongfang Heng is calm and quick-witted. Nothing, no matter how big, can move him. However, with his own elder brother's tragic death, he will definitely not remain calm!"

Shen Lixue's gaze sharpened. Dongfang Zhan knew nothing about the feathered arrow. It seemed he was indeed manufacturing weapons privately: "Did you kill Dongfang Xun?"

Dongfang Zhan smiled, but didn't answer. He breathed softly into Shen Lixue's ear, "Every moment is precious. Let's not waste it. If Dongfang Heng doesn't want you afterward, I'll marry you!"

"Get out! I have no interest in marrying you!" Shen Lixue glared coldly at Dongfang Zhan. Her hands and feet were bound, and her fierce struggles had no effect on Dongfang Zhan at all. She was extremely anxious. What should she do? How could she get him free?

While Dongfang Heng was fighting with the guards outside, she was here with Dongfang Zhan. When Dongfang Heng finally broke free of the guards and rushed in, he would be able to see Dongfang Zhan and her...

Dongfang Zhan was determined to humiliate Dongfang Heng. In one day, his elder brother died and his fiancée, whom he was about to marry, was given to another man. It was like slapping him hard in the face and rubbing salt into his wounds. What could be more tragic than this?

"Whether you marry me or not doesn't matter. Today, you're mine!" Dongfang Zhan said ambiguously, gently kissing Shen Lixue's hair. A faint fragrance wafted over, refreshing and captivating, causing him to momentarily lose his senses.

The small body beneath him was fragrant and soft, extremely comfortable to hold in his arms, and seemed more charming than any young woman he had ever met before. With a deep gaze, his pale hand reached to Shen Lixue's waist and gently pulled open the ribbon on her long dress.

"Get out!" Shen Lixue struggled fiercely, her small hand suddenly touching a cold object. She picked it up casually; it was a dagger, without a sheath, its cold light gleaming. At first glance, the dagger looked no different from an ordinary dagger, but upon closer inspection, one would find that it was made of the same material as the feathered arrow.

As expected, Dongfang Zhan brought the privately made weapons to the mansion and hid them in a secret room. No wonder they couldn't find them in the room.

"You like daggers? I'll give you a few exquisite ones another day!" Seeing Shen Lixue staring blankly at the dagger, Dongfang Zhan smiled and tossed it away. He couldn't have a dagger at this time.

"Dongfang Zhan!" Shen Lixue gritted her teeth, her eyes turning cold. Taking advantage of the moment when his arm relaxed, she cleverly broke free from his restraint, took out the curved round knife, and stabbed it fiercely at Dongfang Zhan.

Just as the round knife was about to pierce Dongfang Zhan, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly. She looked up and met his cold, ambiguous gaze: "Li Xue, you can't hurt me!"

A sharp gaze swept over the round sword, and Dongfang Zhan's eyes narrowed. It was the sword Dongfang Heng had given her, and it was also a testament to his defeat.

He slammed Shen Lixue's wrist hard against the edge of the bed, the round knife falling to the ground with a crisp sound. Dongfang Zhan tightly gripped Shen Lixue's wrist, his face dark as he leaned down and kissed the sacred place he had longed for.

"Dongfang Zhan, get away from me!" Shen Lixue struggled, shaking her head repeatedly to avoid Dongfang Zhan's kiss.

Dongfang Zhan noticed that the fighting above him had subsided. Dongfang Heng had probably broken through the encirclement and arrived here. He didn't have much time left. Whether he wanted to defeat Dongfang Heng or liked Shen Lixue, he had to have her today.

He reached out and gripped the back of Shen Lixue's neck, immobilizing her completely. Ignoring her furious, almost spitting fire gaze, he closed his eyes and kissed her fragrant lips. The sweet scent wafted towards him, refreshing and captivating—Shen Lixue's unique aroma.

With his other hand, he found her buttons and yanked them off. The buttons fell off one by one, and her clothes were opened up, revealing her delicate, snow-white skin. His deep eyes darkened even more.

Dongfang Zhan was busy with both hands. Shen Lixue's arm was freed from the restraints. Her beautiful eyes flashed with cold light as she held dozens of silver needles and stabbed them hard into Dongfang Zhan's acupoints.

Dongfang Zhan grunted, paused, and moved a little away from Shen Lixue. She took the opportunity to push him away, quickly rolled off the bed, and ran to the small round table. Her intuition told her that the mechanism to get out was there.

Dongfang Zhan's gaze sharpened as he removed the silver needles from the acupoints. His tall, slender figure also stepped off the bed and slowly walked over, his gloomy face and cold gaze resembling a demon from hell: "Li Xue, I originally intended to give you an unforgettable first time, but unfortunately, you are too stubborn!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Prince Zhan, but I don't need it!" Shen Lixue said each word clearly, her gaze cold. She grabbed a chair and smashed it hard at Dongfang Zhan.

Seeing Dongfang Zhan raise his palm and instantly smash the chair apart, with fragments flying everywhere, Shen Lixue didn't even have time to escape before Dongfang Zhan was already close by.

This was a contest of martial arts and speed, and Shen Lixue was no match for Dongfang Zhan.

How can he be so fast!

Shen Lixue possesses modern combat techniques, half of Dongfang Hengyi's internal energy, and has also mastered light-body skills. She can compete with Su Yuting, Ruan Chuqing, and Qin Ruoyan, but she has no power to resist Dongfang Zhan.

Dongfang Xun's martial arts skills were similar to those of Dongfang Heng and Dongfang Zhan. She fought him for dozens of rounds with her long whip, not because her martial arts skills were superior, but because he deliberately let her win.

That indifferent, ethereal man died at the hands of the Asura before them.

Dongfang Heng, the man she loved, would also suffer his humiliation, and she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Turning around, Shen Lixue rammed into a wall. She had observed it carefully and believed that the wall was very likely a door. If she was lucky, it really was a door, and she could break through it and escape from Dongfang Zhan's grasp. If she was unlucky, she would die, and Dongfang Zhan would no longer be able to humiliate Dongfang Heng.

Looking in the direction Shen Lixue was running, Dongfang Zhan's eyes darkened, and he took a step to chase after her: "Lixue, don't!" His voice was filled with inexplicable panic.

The footsteps behind her grew closer and soon caught up with her. Shen Lixue's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly pushed off with her feet, her slender body crashing straight into the wall.

"Bang!" Her body slammed against the wall, but it felt soft and there was no pain as she had expected. All she could see was white, and the familiar scent of pine resin filled her nostrils. Startled, Shen Lixue looked up.

Dongfang Heng's handsome face came into view, his eyes flashing with a deep light she couldn't understand: "Li Xue!" His deep voice was full of affection.

"You've come!" Shen Lixue's eyes sparkled.

Dongfang Heng nodded. He had come to protect the woman he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.

Seeing her disheveled hair, her coming-of-age dress with a missing button, a ripped seam, and some damage, her delicate skin exposed to the air, her angry eyes, and her slightly flushed face, Dongfang Heng instantly understood what had happened.

He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. His obsidian-like eyes were unfathomable, and his jade-like fingers suddenly clenched. He looked coldly at the culprit in the secret room, Dongfang Zhan.

Seeing Dongfang Zhan and Shen Lixue embracing tightly, Dongfang Zhan felt extremely annoyed. Shen Lixue, who was usually so resistant and cold towards him, was actually so intimate with Dongfang Heng. Before Dongfang Heng could make a move, he had already slapped her.

Dongfang Heng's gaze turned cold, and an boundless chill quickly spread as he unleashed a powerful palm strike towards Dongfang Zhan.

"Bang!" The two palms collided, the ground shook and the house trembled. Dongfang Heng, carrying Shen Lixue, used the momentum to retreat dozens of meters, leaping into the air, and coldly looked at Dongfang Zhan in the stone house: "Thank you for seeing me off, Prince Zhan!"

Dongfang Zhan chased after them to the door, watching their intimate figures leave hand in hand in mid-air. He gritted his teeth. Dongfang Heng didn't want to fight him. That palm strike was just to use his internal energy to escape. Damn it, he had been tricked by him again!

"Whoosh!" Four or five black figures leaped into the air, their long swords gleaming coldly, and quickly stabbed towards Dongfang Heng.

Dongfang Heng smiled coldly and unleashed two palm strikes, injuring all four men in black with his powerful internal force, causing them to fall heavily to the ground.

A man in black circled around to Shen Lixue's side and reached out to grab her. Shen Lixue flicked her hand, and several silver needles flew out, piercing the man in black's pressure points. He cried out and fell to the ground.

Shen Lixue's gaze sharpened as she looked at the falling man in black. The man's voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

The attack by the men in black failed. Dongfang Zhan's handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly, his eyes turned cold, he grabbed the bow and arrows beside him, nocked the arrows, and three arrows flew swiftly toward Dongfang Heng with a fierce attack.

Behind him, a fierce wind howled. Without even looking, Dongfang Heng suddenly swung out a palm, the powerful palm wind scattering the arrows. One shot into the door, one into a tree, and another shot straight into the ground in front of Dongfang Zhan. The feathers on the arrow tails fluttered gently in the air, as if Dongfang Heng was giving him a victorious smile.

The remaining force slammed onto the roof, creating a large hole in the house. Pieces of red tiles fell down with a crackling sound, leaving the people inside dizzy and disoriented.

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