Chatper 532 (1/2)

"Bastard, let me go!"

Yi Qingwu clenched her teeth, her cheeks flushed red, and she struggled hard.

Helpless, I was injured, and the battle just now was exhausted. How can I break free with only physical strength?

Even if she has a rare body from the Vulcan, and her physical body is far beyond that of an ordinary martial artist, she cannot compete with Yang Xuan, who has practiced the eight aspects of life and death, and whose physical body is far stronger than that of tigers and leopards. The two are not on the same level at all.

Yang Xuan didn't even use all his strength to imprison her. At this moment, he could even free up one hand to support Yi Qingwu's rounded chin and look at her with a loving expression.

For such an alluring beauty like Yi Qingwu, it would be self-deception for Yang Xuan to say that he is not interested, but before he can possess a beauty, he must first win her heart.

Otherwise, even if a beauty is in her arms, it is just an empty shell.

Yi Qingwu's face was red and her ears were red, her eyes were dodging, and a pair of star eyes seemed to drip water.

Different from a few days ago, the young man in front of her had hugged her in order to make her drink the Fountain of Life, but it was not long at that time, unlike now, he was forced into his arms, wanton and frivolous.

"It smells so good!"

Yang Xuan took a light breath, and a faint but not strong fragrance hit his nostrils, making his heart sway, and he was extremely intoxicated.

"Yang Xuan, today's humiliation will be repaid tenfold in the future."

Yi Qingwu didn't struggle anymore, because struggling was futile.

She just glared at Yang Xuan like that, letting two lines of crystal tears fall from the corners of her eyes, and what I saw was still pity.

"Don't cry, I feel bad."

Yang Xuan's heart softened, and he wiped the tears from her face with his hand, then let go of her hand and let go of her.

"No matter your rhetoric, I will never forget the humiliation I suffered today."

Yi Qingwu took a few steps back, her eyes spitting fire.

She had never seen such a brazen and shameless person like Yang Xuan, her heart was full of anger, coyness, anger, and endless shame and shame.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise she will be embarrassed from now on.

Yang Xuan didn't take Yi Qingwu's threat to heart anymore, he sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and concentrated on his cultivation.

He must break through to the realm of reunification as soon as possible, so that he can enter the imperial tower to find the fragments of the Samsara Martial Spirit.

It was a priority, and he didn't have much time to delay.

Seeing him, Yi Qingwu was meditating in front of her and practicing Qi, her expression on her face was uncertain, and she secretly hated: "This son has no defenses, are you really not afraid of me killing him?"

"If you want to kill me, do it, I will never resist."

Yang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes with a serious look on his face.

"You wait for me."

Leaving a harsh sentence, Yi Qingwu turned around and left.

Not to mention that there are Feng Qingyang and a mysterious emperor behind Yang Xuan, but to say that Yang Xuan is the person that her cousin Yi Xiu'er likes, she can't be ruthless, she can only endure the shame and humiliation and return to Yi Xiu Healed wounds near the Fire Spirit Array where my son was.

...

Time flies, like a white horse passing by, and three days have passed.

In three days, Yi Xiuer's cultivation realm was completely stabilized, and even Yi Qingwu's injury was completely healed.

However, Feng Qingyang has not returned.

From here to Sunstar, it is out of reach for ordinary warriors, but for a half-step emperor like Feng Qingyang, it is just a cup of tea.

But three whole days passed, and Feng Qingyang did not come back, which made Yang Xuan a little worried, and was deeply afraid that something would happen to the master.

"Don't worry, Senior Feng's cultivation base is extremely high. Even if he loses to the Golden Crow Demon Emperor, he can still retreat if he wants to."

Seeing that Yang Xuan was sitting on pins and needles, Yi Xiuer couldn't help but feel comforted.

"Since you are so worried, why don't you go to Sunstar to find out."

Yi Qingwu hummed softly.

"Cousin, what nonsense are you talking about, go to Sunstar with Yang Xuan's cultivation base, don't you want him to die?"

Yi Xiuer was angry.

"I'm just saying, forgive him for not having the guts to go."

What Yi Qingwu said was also angry, mainly because Yang Xuan took advantage of him one after another, and was very upset with him.

"You don't have to provoke me, I really don't have the guts to go."

Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Then just wait here, Xiu'er, come with me."

Yi Qingwu recovered from her injury and didn't want to stay here any longer, so she pulled Yi Xiuer and wanted to leave.

"Cousin, I'm not leaving."

Yi Xiuer shook her head into a rattle, and hugged Yang Xuan's arm tightly with both hands, unwilling to part with him.

"See, your cousin doesn't want to go with you."

Yang Xuan smiled proudly, hugged Yi Xiuer by the waist, raised his eyes to look at Yi Qingwu,

"Xiu'er, are you going to leave?"

Yi Qingwu really had nothing to do with her cousin.

He's not married yet, so he clings to this kid, and he can't pull him away.

What annoyed her most was that the perpetrator was still looking at her with provocative eyes.

Swearing to God, Yang Xuan never provokes Yi Qingwu. He said, "Elder Yi, you should stop waiting. After all, the fire here is full of vitality, which is good for your cultivation."

"Yes, cousin, just stay a few more days."

Yi Xiu'er looked at Yi Qingwu pitifully.

"Are you going to leave with me in a few days?"