[Fantasy] The Rogue Landlord (Complete) - Chapter 35

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In the first chapter of episode ten

, during the battle in the valley,

Xu Ping was in a daze, feeling as if he had been run over by a truck. He didn't know if he was alive or dead. Everything in his mind was intertwined, with memories of his past and present lives flashing before his eyes, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

He remembered once stealing someone's wallet at a bus stop, but because he was nervous, he was discovered, beaten up, and taken to the police station. It was his first time in a police station, and he was so nervous that he felt like he was suffocating. But the scene changed in an instant, and he was back to when he first arrived in this strange world, seeing Ji Xinyue's loving gentleness. He was amazed by her beauty and also experienced what family affection meant. His grandfather's doting, his father's indulgence... everything swirled in his mind, but then vanished in an instant.

Zhao Ling's obedient charm, Cheng Ningxue's carefree innocence, Xiao Mi's gentle thoughtfulness, Xiao Yuchen's kindness and purity, and the ecstatic union with Shi Ye in the wild—recalling Liu Ziyi's alluring sensuality when she gave him her heart—every girl was so intelligent and captivating.

Suddenly, as if waking up, lying in the tiny cubicle of less than three square meters at the bottom of the stairs, he was shocked to discover that it was all a dream. Family and love vanished in an instant.

"Ah!"

Xu Ping cried out in pain, sitting up in fright. He touched his forehead and found it covered in cold sweat. It was just a nightmare, yet it felt terrifyingly real. If he lost everything he had, Xu Ping didn't know if he would have the courage to live.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Leng Yue, who was standing beside him, was startled by Xu Ping's agitated reaction.

Seeing her right beside him, Xu Ping was certain he was dreaming and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He had been startled to suddenly dream of losing all the wealth, power, and beauty of his past life. He waved his hand, somewhat weakly, and said, "It's nothing!"

His vocal cords ached, and his voice was hoarse.

Looking around, he saw that besides the hard wooden bed he was lying on, he was in a dilapidated thatched hut. The only piece of furniture, an old table, was missing a leg. Judging from the gaps in the straw, this place was barely enough to shelter him from the wind and rain.

Xu Ping tried to move, and his whole body ached as if someone was twisting his bones. Checking his injuries, he found they were serious but not life-threatening; he had only suffered some internal injuries.

The force of Song Yuanshan's claw attack was greatly reduced by his forward lunge. Using the momentum to fly forward was a wise choice; if he had tried to block it head-on, he might have been reborn. However, he couldn't muster any true energy, and his meridians ached with every movement. Xu Ping couldn't help but sigh; it seemed he would need some time to recover.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Leng Yue's face was still icy, but her tone was much gentler now.

Xu Ping waved his hand, forced himself to stand up, and asked in confusion, "How long have I been unconscious? Where am I?"

"You've been unconscious for four days!"

Leng Yue said with lingering fear, "We're in a small thatched hut at the bottom of the valley. Fortunately, we broke some branches when we fell, which reduced the impact, and there happened to be a lake at the bottom of the valley, so we fell into the water and were unharmed!"

"Help me out!"

Xu Ping was shocked to hear that four days had passed.

Leng Yue quickly came up to help Xu Ping, and they walked outside with some difficulty. The small thatched cottage was built on a higher slope, with a clear, mirror-like lake in front of it. The surrounding area was lush and beautiful, filled with melodious birdsong, and a gentle breeze was invigorating. This was truly nature!

It seemed this place had once been a village; several small thatched cottages and a few stone houses were vaguely visible, but they were all in a dilapidated state. Strangely, there wasn't a single person in sight. The fields were a mess, almost devoid of any crops; the land had been dug up haphazardly, as if it had been ransacked!

While tending to his injuries, Xu Ping asked in confusion, "Why is no one here?"

Leng Yue sighed softly, "I've checked. This village, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, should have been quite prosperous, but now it's deserted. I suspect it was looted by the influx of refugees, forcing the villagers to flee."

Xu Ping looked grave, but didn't want to dwell on it further. He turned and asked, "Have you found a way out?"

"I've already scouted it out."

Leng Yue pointed north, "There's a small path that leads out. I reckon it'll take us to the foot of Tianfang Mountain. If we follow that path, we should reach the main road tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Xu Ping found a tree branch to use as a walking stick and asked in confusion as he walked, "It's been four days. What have you been eating here?" His stomach was already growling loudly as he spoke.

Seeing Leng Yue's appearance, Xu Ping noticed her once delicate and beautiful face was now extremely haggard, her lips slightly pale, and her usually meticulous hair was now disheveled. The numerous tears in her clothes revealed that she had been by his side without rest for the past four days. Had she not eaten or drunk anything?

Xu Ping was immediately startled. Through the seams of her clothes, he saw her skin; she hadn't even washed away the sand and dust. It seemed she had truly endured without eating anything, staying by his side.

Sure enough, Leng Yue shook her head: "Master, there's nothing to eat here. Although there are many plants in the mountains, everything edible, from tree bark to wild grass, has long been devoured."

Perhaps misunderstanding Xu Ping's meaning, Leng Yue quickly added, "If you're hungry, let's find a place to rest later, and I'll go find some food."

"No need, let's continue on our way!"

Worried about the situation in the capital, Xu Ping, despite his severe injuries, dragged his heavy steps through the grass.

Leng Yue carefully supported him from the side. She wasn't good with words to begin with, and Xu Ping's current state was due to him shielding her from a fatal blow. Though she didn't say it, she had already remembered this kindness in her heart!

Indeed, as Leng Yue said, there was almost no living creature nearby. Even the mountains were deathly silent. Even the most terrifying venomous snakes had disappeared, and the occasional small bird that flew by was impossible to catch. Xu Ping could only endure the dizziness brought on by hunger and drag his weak legs forward, comforting himself: once we get to the capital, we can eat whatever we want, even human flesh.

Stumbling along, their bodies naturally brushed against each other almost imperceptibly. Leng Yue was oblivious and didn't think much of it, but Xu Ping, that lecherous devil, was different. Although he felt sorry for her untreated wounds, he was attracted by the long scratch on her chest. Glancing sideways, he couldn't help but marvel at how white Leng Yue's skin was, delicate and jade-like, unbelievably fair.

This was the first time I'd admired this ice beauty. Although her face was a bit dusty and she looked somewhat disheveled, her serious expression was quite captivating. Her beautiful face was expressionless, yet she exuded the aura of a goddess, inspiring a strong sense of conquest!

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Leng Yue noticed Xu Ping's somewhat dazed gaze and turned around with a puzzled expression.

"Nothing." Xu Ping shook his head, unable to resist teasing her, "I used to think you were just an ice block, but now that I look closely, you're quite a beautiful woman."

"Is that so?" Leng Yue said irritably, "You still have time to think about these things at a time like this? Once we get back to the capital, you'll still be indulging in pleasure and revelry every night. You won't even remember me then; you'll probably be drunk among beauties by now."

"That's possible!"

Xu Ping nodded in agreement. Perhaps because he had lived a life of high status for too long, mostly interacting with docile and obedient girls, he found it quite interesting to suddenly encounter someone like her.

Silence fell again. As the sun set, Xu Ping was nearly fainting when a shallow stream blocked his path. Though narrow, only seven or eight meters wide, the water looked deep, making it nearly impossible to cross on foot.

Xu Ping sat down on the ground, forcing a bitter smile. "What do I do?" he thought .

If he could muster his inner energy, he could jump across this distance, but now even swimming seemed difficult. Leng Yue, having been hungry for four days, was in no better shape.

Leng Yue understood Xu Ping's predicament. After a brief silence, she found a piece of driftwood. "Master," she said, "the current isn't strong. I can swim across. I'll hold onto this piece of wood, and you can hold me." Before

Xu Ping could refuse, she stepped into the water, quickly reaching waist-deep. Leng Yue looked back at Xu Ping, who was still lost in thought, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly. "Why aren't you coming?" she exclaimed

. "Oh, coming,"

Xu Ping replied immediately, thinking to himself: She's so open and honest, yet the thought of carrying her makes my brain turn to dust. I feel utterly ashamed of myself.

As agreed beforehand, Xu Ping wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind. Although the fatigue of the past few days had masked the subtle fragrance that should accompany her, he had to admit that Leng Yue had a very attractive figure—curvy, shapely, and graceful, especially her round and pert buttocks. The moment Xu Ping pressed against her, the friction caused him to become slightly aroused.

Leng Yue, her face stern, instructed Xu Ping to hold on tight before kicking her legs and starting to swim.

Her pert buttocks swayed back and forth, and in the water, her thin, soft, wet clothes made it easy for Xu Ping to feel her body heat. As Leng Yue swam, her legs moved, and her buttocks naturally swayed; this friction caused Xu Ping to immediately become erect, pressing against her buttocks.

Leng Yue blushed slightly, pretending not to notice, and continued swimming.

Xu Ping's hands, which were originally around her waist, were now tempted by her feminine body and could no longer remain still. His hands slowly moved upwards, grasping her round breasts through her clothes and habitually kneading them in the water. They were round and very elastic; although not large, they were just the right size to hold in one hand, and felt wonderful.

"W-what are you doing?" Leng Yue asked nervously, never expecting that Xu Ping would still be in the mood to take liberties with her.

Hearing no displeasure in her tone, Xu Ping became even more audacious. Women of this era wore only undergarments, making it easy for him to find her small nipples. He gently pinched one, and felt Leng Yue's breathing quicken. He leaned close to her ear, breathing heavily, and said, "Leng Yue, I never knew you had such a great figure. It's such a waste that you've always worn men's clothes. When we get back to the capital, show me in a dress; you'll be breathtakingly beautiful."

He then kneaded her soft yet incredibly elastic breasts more vigorously, his lower body pressing restlessly against her, particularly targeting the sensitive area between her buttocks, seemingly touching the warmest spot between her thighs, causing the cold beauty in his arms to tremble involuntarily.

Leng Yue blushed, biting her lower lip, saying nothing, enduring the unrestrained harassment of the large hand on her chest, and quickened her swimming pace, wanting only to reach the shore quickly.

The distance was too short; before Xu Ping could even slip his hand inside her clothes to properly experience the feel of her breasts, Leng Yue had already swum to the other side. Once ashore, Leng Yue sat on the ground, seemingly exhausted, panting heavily. Her high, firm breasts rose and fell with her breath, igniting another surge of desire in Xu Ping.

Leng Yue glanced at Xu Ping meaningfully, but said nothing, as if she hadn't been violated at all. She resumed her icy demeanor, looked around, and said softly, "Master, it seems we'll have to stay here tonight. It's so dark; it's best not to travel."

"Alright."

Xu Ping sat down beside her, sensing Leng Yue instinctively move away, avoiding his advances.

Perhaps fearing Xu Ping would violate her again, Leng Yue only rested briefly before standing up, saying hastily, "I'll go see if there's any food." She then quickly ran off.

Xu Ping chuckled, his heart itching at the sight of her shapely buttocks. He took advantage of her absence to sit cross-legged and tend to his injuries, which were neither minor nor major.

Song Yuanshan's well-prepared claw strike was extremely vicious. If it weren't for the fact that the true energy of the Battle Dragon Technique was stronger than ordinary martial arts, he would probably be crippled even if he wasn't dead. Because his meridians were damaged in different ways, forcibly raising his true energy would probably really make him a cripple. It seems that he needs to recuperate for a while.

Xu Ping sighed deeply. He forgot to ask Lü Zhenfeng about the moves of the Battle Dragon Technique. He just didn't understand why, even though they were practicing the same martial art, Lü Zhenfeng's true energy could change from gold to blood red, and it also carried a terrifying evil aura. What was the secret?

After closing his eyes and pondering for a while, Lü Zhenfeng's powerful skills intertwined in his mind. The ferocity of his every move was truly enviable. When he opened his eyes, Xu Ping saw Leng Yue squatting beside him, her eyes full of caring tenderness, which was somewhat unbelievable.

"Master, don't move!"

Leng Yue resumed her icy demeanor, gritting her teeth as she tore open her sleeve, revealing her jade-like arm, as white as a lotus root, and began wiping Xu Ping's back with it. "What happened?"

Xu Ping reached behind him in confusion, only to find his hand covered in blood. It turned out that the wound he had been struck by Song Yuanshan had reopened after being soaked in water. Although it didn't hurt much, judging from the amount of blood, the wound was definitely not small.

He was so hungry that he was somewhat numb and had even forgotten that he was injured. Xu Ping chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Leng Yue, if you really can't find any food, just find something to put my blood in, and we can eat it like pig's blood after it dries."

Leng Yue wasn't amused; instead, she rolled her eyes, "Don't talk nonsense. If the Empress knew you were so badly injured, how heartbroken would she be?"

"Ha, that's true."

Xu Ping shook the blood off his hand. He was dizzy with hunger and bleeding profusely. What a damn bad luck!

When Leng Yue saw that Xu Ping's clothes on his back were torn and the bleeding wouldn't stop no matter how she wiped them, she immediately said, "Master, please take off your clothes."

"Sure!"

Xu Ping didn't try to hide it. His lecherous nature meant he didn't care about having such a beautiful woman beside him. Besides, the wet clothes were very uncomfortable against his skin, so he immediately took off his clothes, even his trousers, to her astonishment.

"Master, you don't need this!"

Leng Yue awkwardly stopped Xu Ping from taking off his only pair of underwear.

"Alright."

Xu Ping closed his eyes, enjoying the moment she gently wiped the wound on his back.

Leng Yue was a former constable who often lived a life of hardship. She wasn't surprised by men's bodies, or even corpses. Injuries were common for her, so her technique was very efficient. However, after gently wiping the wound, she didn't plug it with a cloth. Instead, she said worriedly, "This won't do. There's still some sand in your wound. If you don't wash it, you might get tetanus. Go into the water, I'll help you clean it." "

Okay!"

Xu Ping didn't say anything more and stepped into the waist-deep water.

Leng Yue gently stood behind him, cupping water in her small hands. She carefully opened Xu Ping's gaping wound, meticulously wiping away the sand and dust from his skin. Unlike most girls, she showed no fear or shyness, displaying a poised and serious demeanor. Though lacking some of her usual femininity, she possessed a resolute charm.

"All done!"

As Leng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Ping noticed her face was covered in sweat. It seemed she had been very careful in cleaning him; her sword-wielding hands were surprisingly gentle and delicate. He couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for this icy beauty.

After carefully bandaging the wound, Leng Yue gathered firewood and started a fire. While the daytime heat was intense, the night winds howling through the mountains were chilly. Both of them were damp, and the wind made them shiver.

They found a small cave beside a rocky cliff by the water, about two meters deep but only one meter high. Though small, it was just enough for two people. Leng Yue gathered some wild vegetables, washed them, and cooked dinner for the two of them.

Xu Ping ate while greedily eyeing the graceful curves of her wet clothes clinging to her body, chatting idly with her, trying to understand why she always had a stern face and never smiled.

Leng Yue's expression was slightly somber. She shook her head and said, "Master, please don't ask about my affairs, okay?"

"Hmm." Xu Ping nodded, comforting her, "Your wounds haven't been cleaned yet. Go wash them, otherwise you'll feel very uncomfortable."

Leng Yue hesitated. Being alone with a man and a woman, and sleeping outdoors, was very inappropriate. But she was truly uncomfortable; not only was her body wet and sticky, but her wounds hadn't been treated. After a moment's hesitation, she nodded slightly, a blush flashing across her face, and went out.

Xu Ping quickly took off his shorts and hung them on a tree branch to dry. He sat naked in the cave, waiting for the beautiful woman to emerge from her bath, his mind filled with fantasies of her graceful figure beneath her traditional attire.

Women have one thing in common: regardless of their personality, nine out of ten will spend most of the day bathing. Xu Ping, growing increasingly impatient, finally went outside, still naked.

The bright moon hung high in the darkness, bringing the only light to the hillside. Its round reflection shimmered on the water, and the gently flowing river rippling. Xu Ping turned his head slightly and saw Leng Yue bathing by the rocks, and he was momentarily stunned.

Her long, disheveled hair was loosened, glistening like pearls after being moistened by the water. Long, black, and incredibly smooth, her once cool and aloof expression now conveyed a sense of enjoyment, a carefree ease reminiscent of a girl playing in the water. Standing in waist-deep water, her tall, graceful upper body was exposed to the air, her shapely figure radiating unparalleled sexiness.

At this moment, her hands were washing her long hair, her upper body slightly leaning back, making her curves even more alluring. Her breasts, neither too large nor too small, were like two freshly made buns, white, firm, and perfectly round. Her nipples and areolas were tiny, even more delicate than those of a teenage girl in puberty.

Her skin was as smooth and translucent as jade, fair with a rosy glow, very beautiful. Perhaps due to her martial arts training, her abdomen was flat and firm, almost without an ounce of excess fat. But what made Xu Ping drool the most was her pert buttocks, high and firm, even more rounded than he had imagined. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the alluring triangle area from the water, but this picture of a beauty emerging from her bath under the moonlight still made all the blood in Xu Ping's body rush to his genitals.

Leng Yue noticed Xu Ping coming out, her face still expressionless, but a woman's instinctive modesty made her cover her full breasts with her small hands, saying with a hint of reproach, "Master, why did you come out?"

Xu Ping didn't speak, stepping into the water one step at a time towards her, his eyes filled with a man's possessive desire and sincere admiration for a beautiful woman. The closer he got, the more he felt that Leng Yue's tall figure was indeed alluring, and her ethereal gaze swept over his hard penis, making him visibly more nervous but not looking away.

The distance between them grew closer and closer, and Leng Yue trembled slightly.

"Let me wash your back for you."

Xu Ping didn't hug her directly, but gently walked behind her, admiring her fair, jade-like back, and the alluring sight of her wet, dark hair clinging to her snow-white skin. His gaze, however, was drawn to the numerous small but densely packed wounds, some new, some old, easily missed if one didn't look closely.

Leng Yue shook her head, but seemed to be too nervous to refuse. Xu Ping took this as consent, and only now did he see this gentle side of the beauty. He was naturally very pleased, and gently touched her cool skin with his large hand, slowly splashing water to wash her back.

Leng Yue was somewhat dazed until Xu Ping touched her wound, causing her to wince in pain. She then said with a hint of resentment, "Your Highness, you're helping a lowly commoner like me wash myself. If word gets out, aren't you afraid of tarnishing your reputation?"

This girl knew how to talk; a clever tactic of feigning weakness. Xu Ping chuckled, shook his head, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "I'm not afraid. As long as she's the woman I love, I don't care if the whole world despises me."

Leng Yue trembled, lowering her head in thought.

Xu Ping gently wiped her body, and after a while, softly asked, "Would you like me to wash you up?"

Leng Yue hurriedly shook her head, "No, no need!" As she spoke, her small hands, which she held tightly to her chest, tightened even more. "Wash yourself!"

Xu Ping said, noticing a crescent-shaped scar on her neck, very shallow, with newly grown skin as pink and delicate as a baby's. He couldn't resist kissing it.

Leng Yue trembled nervously, quickly splashing water to wash her front, but her movements became clumsy and unnatural.

"Ah!"

Leng Yue suddenly screamed, her voice echoing through the valley.

It turned out that Xu Ping could no longer restrain himself, grabbing her slender waist and kissing her already reddened little ears, teasingly saying, "Leng Yue, do you know what I want to do most right now?"

Leng Yue knew perfectly well, and tried to grab Xu Ping's hand in fear, but Xu Ping held her even tighter, saying with a hint of helplessness, "I was thinking, if I weren't injured, I would carry you ashore right now, but unfortunately I can't."

"I'll do it myself, please don't trouble yourself!"

Leng Yue said, blushing, hurriedly breaking free from Xu Ping's embrace, forgetting even to put on her clothes, swaying her high, sexy buttocks, and running back to the cave as if fleeing.

This careless girl had even left her clothes on the shore without taking them. Looking at her sexy back, Xu Ping chuckled, picked up her somewhat tattered clothes on the pebbles, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Leng Yue really had no sense of romance; her panties were black, and even her undergarment was black and plain—truly unprecedented seriousness. Leng Yue sat somewhat

flustered in the cave, only then regretting forgetting her clothes. She couldn't very well wear Xu Ping's clothes, could she? She pressed her legs together, one hand covering her chest and the other her private parts, her face slightly flushed. When she saw Xu Ping enter with a smile, holding her underwear, she lowered her head in fright. Her shy reaction startled Xu Ping. "

But her figure is so sexy!"

Xu Ping clicked his tongue in admiration a few times, then carefully placed her clothes on a branch by the fire to dry before walking towards her step by step. He noticed that Leng Yue's reaction seemed a bit intense; her face was somewhat pale.

Xu Ping pulled her hand and made her sit on his lap, hugging her small waist. Inhaling her fresh and alluring fragrance, he said with a lewd smile, "Leng Yue, what are you afraid of?"

Leng Yue paused slightly, then suddenly turned to look at Xu Ping with a hint of resentment: "Your Highness, you are second only to the Emperor, and you will ascend the throne in the future. There are countless beauties in the world, so why would you take a fancy to a servant like me?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Xu Ping frowned slightly; there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in her words.

Leng Yue sighed deeply, her body no longer stiff with tension. Her tone was somewhat pleading: "It is my honor that you have taken a liking to Leng Yue, but please forgive my boldness, I really dare not think about life in the deep palace. Please let me go, okay? You have so many beauties around you, each one a peerless beauty. I, Leng Yue, am not worthy of such a place."

Xu Ping felt a surge of anger upon hearing this and suddenly pounced on her, pinning her to the ground. Leng Yue seemed to have been prepared, her sexy body slumping softly on the ground, her eyes looking at Xu Ping with a hint of defiance: "Am I wrong?"

Xu Ping was somewhat taken aback by her composure.

A hint of tenderness softened in Leng Yue's eyes as she reached out to touch Xu Ping's face. Her tone was slightly teasing as she said, "Everyone says the current Crown Prince is dissolute, a money-grubbing miser, and a classic example of greed and lust. Now I see, it's true. However, you're much better than those outwardly impressive but inwardly corrupt fellows. I initially thought you might be a spoiled brat, but after seeing you, I can confirm it—and a real street ruffian at that."

At this moment, Xu Ping braced himself against her, in such an intimate position. Leng Yue's sudden display of such sentimentality was not only out of character for her taciturn nature, but also barbed in every word. Xu Ping couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Leng Yue sighed deeply. Perhaps seeing the naked desire in Xu Ping's eyes, she knew she couldn't escape this time. Her tone changed, becoming somewhat mournful. "Master, I can give you my body, but I don't want any title. Please don't include me in your harem. I don't want to be a caged bird. I love freedom, okay?"

"Okay."

Xu Ping didn't speak again. Looking at her even more flushed face, he felt the air around him suddenly warm up. He lowered his head and began kissing her face, giving her a few light, fleeting kisses before starting to taste her delicate red lips. Although Leng Yue was cold, her lips were soft and warm.

Leng Yue tensed up for a moment, but still opened her mouth to accept Xu Ping's skillful advances. Her tongue responded somewhat awkwardly. Xu Ping didn't say much, savoring the delicious fragrance in her mouth. He even deliberately dripped saliva into her mouth. Leng Yue seemed somewhat repulsed, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, but she still swallowed the man's saliva.

"Leng Yue, you're beautiful."

A long, wet kiss confirmed Xu Ping's virginity. Though his response was passionate, it was clumsy.

Leng Yue remained expressionless, only a vibrant blush appeared on her exquisite face. Her small mouth was slightly parted, making her look exceptionally sexy. Her low breaths and somewhat embarrassed expression added another layer of allure.

"Master, Leng Yue is inexperienced,"

Leng Yue said bravely, then closed her half-shy, beautiful eyes and turned her head away, appearing ready to be taken. However, her trembling lips betrayed her nervousness. What a sexy, ice-cold beauty.

Xu Ping moved down a little, examining her figure. He couldn't help but swallow. Such a well-proportioned and beautiful body. No single feature was particularly prominent, but together they were so sexy and alluring. Her legs were long and fair, and the pubic hair on her pubic bone, typical of an adult woman, was not thick, but soft, dark, and shiny, making her look extremely seductive!

Her originally fair and jade-like skin was now slightly flushed with nervousness, making her even more beautiful with a rosy glow. Xu Ping admired her inwardly and immediately lowered his head, covering her beautiful, full, round breasts with his hands. They were incredibly elastic, and the small nipples were like adorable little pearls, delicate yet exquisite.

"Mmm..."

The comfortable sensation from her breasts made Leng Yue tremble slightly.

Xu Ping lowered his head, cupping and playing with her exquisite breasts. He opened his mouth and took the small, sexy nipple into his mouth. The warm, moist embrace immediately made Leng Yue moan softly. As his skillful oral techniques began to take effect, she began to squirm restlessly.

Xu Ping wantonly played with her two beautiful treasures, kissing them alternately until her breasts were covered with a layer of glistening saliva. Only then did he raise his head, still wanting more, to continue caressing her breasts. His large hands roamed over her skin, and he chuckled as he watched Leng Yue, who was already panting slightly.

After kissing her breasts, Xu Ping leaned down on his side again, one arm around her neck, kissing her while the other hand couldn't resist moving downwards, gently caressing her pubic hair.

Leng Yue was still a virgin, and even though she knew about matters between men and women, she was still nervous, her legs stiffly closed. Xu Ping wasn't in a hurry, gently caressing her plump legs, lightly scratching her skin with his nails, arousing her feminine desire.

Leng Yue's body trembled slightly, and after a while, she became even more aroused, her legs slowly softening. Xu Ping quickly parted her legs, his large hand covering her slightly damp vulva, wet and hot, incredibly tempting.

"Ah..."

The unusual pleasure made Leng Yue groan involuntarily, sounding even more arousing now, enough to ignite the most primal desire in any man who heard it.

Xu Ping looked down and saw that she was indeed a virgin. Her labia were swollen with blood, beautiful like flower petals, pink and tender, covered with a layer of love juice, exuding an indescribable allure. Her vulva was practically just a tightly closed slit, the entrance completely invisible, incredibly fresh and tender.

"Baby, does it feel good?"

Xu Ping slowly caressed the vulva that men most desired, kissing her burning ear while breathing hot air, saying, "Does it feel itchy, and a little tingly?" Leng Yue

opened her eyes and looked at Xu Ping, the coldness in her eyes covered by a layer of passionate mist, making her look extremely alluring. Although her breathing was rapid, clearly aroused, she remained expressionless, which only fueled the desire to conquer her. A hint of shyness flashed across Leng Yue's face, and she turned her head away, not answering Xu Ping's question.

Xu Ping chuckled lewdly, propping himself up and slowly kneeling between her legs. Looking at her moist vulva, moistened by his caresses, the tender little slit ready to be violated, her labia trembling slightly, making him even more aroused.

"I'm coming,"

Xu Ping smiled, looking at Leng Yue's sexy body. He never imagined he would possess her under these circumstances. She probably never imagined that if it weren't for Song Yuanshan, living a life of luxury, she would never have had any interaction with this icy female constable, nor would she have discovered her incredibly sexy and alluring side.

"Gently..."

Leng Yue's voice was ethereal and somewhat melancholic, tinged with a hint of nervousness. This was the only sentence she had uttered since Xu Ping began caressing her.

Having a haughty, aloof beauty, whom everyone keeps at a distance, lying beneath him would be an unparalleled pleasure for any man, and Xu Ping was no exception. So even though he was already throbbing with excitement, he didn't rush to take her virginity. Instead, he used one hand to rub his penis against her vulva, while the other teased her labia, determined to completely conquer her and transform her coldness into a raging fire of desire. Leng Yue

's breathing grew increasingly rapid. Although she didn't moan, her arousal was palpable. Her body began to writhe instinctively, her small hands somewhat at a loss.

Xu Ping grinned lewdly, suddenly grabbing her hands and placing them over her breasts. Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, but didn't resist, remaining still out of modesty. However, Xu Ping noticed her hands trembling, and his palms moved with satisfaction, rubbing her cute and sensitive nipples.

As he touched her private parts, he suddenly felt a small, bean-sized fleshy bud, somewhat harder than the soft flesh of her private parts. Xu Ping knew this was her clitoris and gently pinched it with his finger.

"Ah!"

Leng Yue's reaction was intense; she suddenly opened her eyes wide, her mouth slightly open, and her whole body convulsed violently.

Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, noticing that as she trembled, some hot love fluid spurted from her tight vulva. He thought: No way, I only pinched her clitoris, and she's already orgasmed so quickly. Is she that sensitive?

Leng Yue really did have an orgasm. Because it was the first time she had given her body to a man to play with, this intimate contact made the orgasm extremely intense!

After the orgasm, Leng Yue seemed exhausted, closing her eyes and panting heavily. She enjoyed the intense afterglow of the orgasm, but was also ashamed to let the man see her unsightly state.

Xu Ping chuckled, watching her mouth open and close, and immediately became lustful. He slowly moved forward, half-squatting on her breasts, his hand holding his penis and rubbing it against her lips.

When Leng Yue opened her eyes, she saw Xu Ping pressing his penis against her lips. She immediately closed her eyes and her mouth as well.

"Lick it for me,"

Xu Ping coaxed gently, deliberately shifting his hips to rub against her sensitive nipples, stimulating her, while the head of his penis rubbed against her lips.

"No, I can't..."

Leng Yue managed to speak, her voice trembling.

"Hehe, you can learn if you can't."

Xu Ping smiled slyly, and as she opened her mouth, his penis instantly thrust into her mouth. The head of his penis was surrounded by her warm mouth, and he couldn't help but gasp in pleasure.

Leng Yue was a little dumbfounded, but she could only accept her fate. However, she felt uncomfortable with a foreign object in her mouth and didn't know what to do. She looked at Xu Ping with a puzzled expression.

Such a stunningly beautiful woman, with your penis in her mouth, yet looking at you with childlike curiosity—this scene would be a fatal temptation for any man.

Xu Ping was instantly excited; his penis still throbbed in her mouth. While suppressing his surging desire, he softly coaxed, "Use your mouth, suck it a few times like you're sucking on candy."

Leng Yue didn't show any reaction, but she obediently sucked it a few times. The taste was a little strange, but not unpleasant, and his initial resistance lessened considerably.

"Yes, yes, this feels very good," Xu Ping praised, then tempted, "Stick out your tongue, like you're licking a popsicle or a candied hawthorn, use your tongue, not your teeth."

Leng Yue did as he was told. Perhaps martial arts training could train the tongue, but her delicate tongue was very flexible, circling around the head of his penis as Xu Ping instructed, making Xu Ping tremble with pleasure. He closed his eyes, enjoying this virgin's first oral service. He was surprised by her obedience.

Perhaps because of Xu Ping's occasional trembling, Leng Yue, who was initially somewhat resistant, suddenly became playful. Besides watching Xu Ping's reaction while sucking on his penis, she was also curiously attracted to his testicles, slowly cupping them in her small hands and playfully playing with them.

"So good! Yes, like that!"

Xu Ping guided her to kiss his testicles again. Leng Yue remained silent throughout, but her gradual compliance showed that she too was filled with curiosity about the most wonderful thing in the world!

Xu Ping awkwardly reached his hand back, finding her sensitive spot between her legs, covering her vulva and rubbing it for a while before pressing her clitoris again. Leng Yue immediately let out a muffled moan.

Xu Ping continued to caress this sensitive little bud, making Leng Yue tremble. Her mouth movements were intermittent. After a glance, Xu Ping suddenly seemed to retaliate, sucking even harder. Xu Ping

trembled with excitement, unable to resist lifting her head with one hand and roughly thrusting in and out of her mouth. The enormous member rampaged through her cherry-like mouth, causing Leng Yue some discomfort. She pushed Xu Ping away in resistance, but he merely squeezed her clitoris a few times, weakening her resistance considerably.

After thrusting for a while, watching this cold and beautiful woman being fiercely penetrated by him, Xu Ping felt a surge of excitement, almost wanting to give her a blowjob. However, to properly enjoy this beauty, he took a deep breath, suppressed the desire, and pulled his saliva-filled member out of her mouth.

"Cough..."

As soon as it was pulled out, Leng Yue coughed violently, wiping the saliva from her mouth, her eyes slightly red.

Xu Ping patted her back and caressed her for a while. Under her resentful yet alluring glare, he could no longer restrain himself. He knelt between her legs, parted her long, slender legs, and, panting, looked at her private parts, saying, "Baby, your vulva is so beautiful!"

Leng Yue blushed, biting her lip without speaking. After all, it was the first time a man had seen her most intimate area. Even with her cold personality, she felt shy. But faced with such a direct, even somewhat vulgar, compliment, she felt a faint sense of pleasure.

Gently pressing her labia with his fingers, he parted them slightly, finally revealing the tiny, wet, pink, and alluring opening. The opening was so small that Xu Ping even doubted whether his penis could fit a finger.

"Baby, I'm coming."

Xu Ping rubbed his penis against hers a few times. With her saliva and the moist love juice, the resistance was minimal. With a slight insertion, the tip was immediately sucked into her tight little opening. Perhaps due to nervousness, she seemed very stiff.

"Relax."

Xu Ping lowered his head to kiss her small face, not daring to kiss her tender red lips that had just given him oral sex. He grabbed her trembling legs and continued to thrust forward. With each deeper penetration, Leng Yue's whole body trembled even more. The tender flesh inside her vagina was hot and wet, all tightly closed. After forcefully pushing it open, every inch of penetration felt incredibly pleasurable.

"Ah..."

When Xu Ping reached his deepest point, he even vaguely touched her cervix. Their lower bodies were tightly joined together, and Leng Yue couldn't help but groan. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Although there was some pain, her body was fully developed, unlike those delicate young girls, and she could endure this discomfort. Xu Ping was

somewhat stunned. He had penetrated so deeply but hadn't touched her hymen. Had her virginity already been removed? But then he thought it unlikely. Judging from her reaction and the tightness of her vagina, her shy arousal was definitely not feigned. Thinking about it carefully, he realized she was a martial artist; it might have been broken during intense training, or perhaps from frequent horseback riding. With this in mind, Xu Ping felt somewhat relieved.

Leng Yue frowned, biting her lower lip to endure the discomfort. Her vagina contracted and relaxed, gripping Xu Ping with great pleasure.

Women of this era cared a lot about their first menstrual blood and didn't understand that the hymen could break even without intercourse. Many young girls had suffered stigma and died with resentment because of this. Afraid she would overthink things, Xu Ping secretly picked up a sharp stone from the ground, pricked his finger, and placed it on their point of contact.

Leng Yue noticed Xu Ping's small action, suddenly grabbed his hand, and seeing the blood welling up from the wound, immediately understood his intention.

A wave of emotion washed over him, and Leng Yue's eyes softened considerably. She whispered, "Master, why bother comforting me? My virginity was destroyed during martial arts practice. I even had a palace maid check it for me. Since it's already broken, how can I have any virginity left? You don't need to comfort me like this."

The tenderness and emotion in her voice filled Xu Ping with satisfaction. He chuckled and wiped the blood from his hands onto her breasts, teasingly saying, "It's alright, as long as you're still a virgin. Since you can't bleed, then I'll give you one."

"Pfft."

Even Leng Yue chuckled at Xu Ping's lewd words, but the slightest movement caused her to wince again.

Xu Ping was mesmerized. This was the first time he'd seen her smile; she was captivating and incredibly feminine. Her smile was like a gentle spring breeze, and compared to losing her virginity, it gave Xu Ping a greater sense of accomplishment!

"Thank you for your kindness, Master." Leng Yue felt the happiness of being cared for and cherished, and looked at Xu Ping with a shy smile, her gratitude overflowing.

Xu Ping was taken aback for a moment, his mind already forgetting the sensory contact of their genitals. He excitedly pressed her shoulders and said, "You smiled just now, sweetie, smile again, hurry up."

Leng Yue paused slightly, then smiled softly, captivating Xu Ping. At this moment, Leng Yue also accepted the foreign object in her lower body, twisting her slender waist with a slight itch, looking at Xu Ping with eyes full of passion. The ice beauty revealed her tender side for the first time.

"Baby, I'm coming." Xu Ping shouted excitedly, placing her legs on his shoulders and beginning to thrust in and out.

Leng Yue's breathing quickened. Although there was a slight throbbing pain, accompanied by pleasure, her small hands trembled as she touched Xu Ping's legs. She closed her eyes, biting her lower lip, her delicate and sexy body swaying up and down with the man's thrusts, her expression becoming increasingly alluring. The best thing about the traditional position is that you can appreciate the woman's expression. Seeing her once icy face now contorted with pain or pleasure, her suppressed expression as she bit her lower lip to keep from making a sound, Xu Ping felt an extreme sense of excitement!

"Ah..."

Leng Yue let out a long sigh, another climax arriving, her hot love juice spraying so much that Xu Ping almost ejaculated along with her.

After the climax, Leng Yue was completely intoxicated, half-closing her eyes and licking her dry lips, her captivating charm making Xu Ping even more infatuated. Although he was injured and such vigorous activity would definitely hurt, he suddenly picked her up and carried her outside.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Leng Yue looked at Xu Ping in panic. The girl's mentality was strange. She felt safe in the cave because it was a small world, but outside it was the wilderness, and she would definitely feel embarrassed and awkward.

"Turn around."

Xu Ping placed her at the cave entrance and gestured for her to turn around with her back to him. Leng Yue looked around, gritted her teeth and glared at Xu Ping, but still obediently turned around. Xu Ping made her hold onto the rock wall at the cave entrance with both hands, lean down slightly, and stick out her full, round buttocks towards him.

Leng Yue's buttocks were perky and firm, round and snow-white, especially beautiful, which was what attracted Xu Ping the most. At this moment, she shyly lowered her head, and her most private area was completely exposed to him. Xu Ping squatted down, his fiery gaze wantonly staring at her overflowing private parts, feeling obscene yet particularly sexy. He reached out and touched it, which made Leng Yue tremble.

"Master, please don't humiliate Leng Yue."

Leng Yue held back for a long time and finally said a sentence with a tremor.

Xu Ping knew it was their first time making love, and given her cold personality, her compliance was already quite good. He feared she would resist if he continued. After offering a few words of comfort, he took a deep breath, placed his hands on her firm, beautiful buttocks, and slowly entered the ice-cold beauty's incredibly hot body from behind, continuing his thrusting.

This time, both were very excited. Leng Yue even made small movements to accommodate him, which made Xu Ping secretly feel pleased, especially looking at her fragrant, smooth back and buttocks, and holding those incredibly alluring buttocks. The vanity he felt was even more overwhelming than the physical pleasure.

Leng Yue felt her legs gradually weaken. This position was too shameful, but each time the man thrust so deeply, the pleasure in her lower body was too intense. She could even feel herself secreting more and more love fluid, almost flowing down to her knees.

Xu Ping, panting heavily, softly called out, "Leng Yue..."

Leng Yue, panting with each of Xu Ping's thrusts, mumbled a reply, "Hmm?"

"Say a few words, I want to hear your voice."

As Xu Ping spoke, he reached around and grasped her swaying breasts, one hand just enough to hold them, and began to roughly knead them

. Three sensitive spots on her body were simultaneously satisfied; the rough caresses brought a different kind of pleasure. Leng Yue blushed, each thrust sending shivers of pleasure through her body, but she still gritted her teeth, suppressing a cry, and hesitantly shook her head.

Xu Ping stopped teasing her, bringing her to another intense climax before carrying her back to the small cave. He made her kneel and continued to penetrate her, enjoying the most passionate side of this mature and sexy ice beauty. Every breath she took was filled with satisfaction, her body flushed, making her look even more alluring.

"Ah..."

Finally, drenched by the love juices of her fourth orgasm, Xu Ping could no longer suppress himself. His waist went numb, and he thrust hard a few more times, spraying all his thick semen into her uterus.

Leng Yue's uterus, still sensitive from her recent orgasm, spasmed from the heat, bringing another wave of even more intoxicating pleasure! Finally, for the first time tonight, she cried out, "Ah...it's so hot..."

Just a simple moan, yet it gave Xu Ping immense satisfaction. He trembled with excitement and ejaculated even more.

Both of them were intoxicated. Leng Yue's face was flushed with satisfaction, her small mouth slightly open as she breathed heavily. Xu Ping, too, went limp after ejaculating, pressing her down beneath him and breathing heavily. Both of them closed their eyes, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm together.

The ecstatic pleasure left them both weak, collapsing like mud. Perhaps due to exhaustion, Xu Ping felt his eyelids were heavy. He lay on top of Leng Yue, his penis still inside her, and unknowingly fell asleep.

Leng Yue finally came to her senses. Xu Ping's pressure made it difficult for her to breathe. She carefully pushed him away, and as she sat up, milky-white semen immediately flowed from her vagina. Remembering the ecstatic feeling she had just experienced, and looking at the sleeping Xu Ping, Leng Yue blushed and quickly grabbed a towel to clean their lower bodies.

Due to the strenuous activity, the wound on Xu Ping's back had reopened, and blood had already stained the bandage. Leng Yue felt a pang of guilt and quickly tore open her bodice to wipe away the sweat from Xu Ping's body before re-bandaging the wound.

Xu Ping vaguely felt someone moving him, but he was too exhausted. He mumbled something and went back to sleep. If he had opened his eyes then, he would have seen a gentle, alluring smile on Leng Yue's face, and the coldness in her eyes had softened.

After treating her wound, Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, then nestled naked into Xu Ping's arms, curling up against his chest like a frightened little girl, as if it were a safe haven.

Chapter Two: Extreme Rogue's Facial Shot on Leng Yue

When Xu Ping woke up the next day, only a pile of ashes remained in front of the cave. The two of them had been hiding inside, almost unaffected by sunlight. Xu Ping yawned widely, rubbed his eyes, and saw that Leng Yue was already dressed and standing outside.

Although her clothes were tattered, torn here and there, and both sleeves were torn off to bandage Xu Ping's wounds, making her even more disheveled, it didn't detract from her beauty. Standing in the morning light, Leng Yue's face was slightly melancholy, carrying a faint sadness, her thoughts filled with worry, making one feel a pang of pity.

A night of passion had left Xu Ping extremely gentle with this icy beauty, but the aftereffect was that he woke up the next day in pain all over. His wounds seemed to hurt even more. He forced himself to get up, grabbed his clothes, and went outside.

"Master, good morning!"

Leng Yue had reverted to her icy demeanor, but a fleeting tenderness flashed in her eyes as she spoke. Even though she tried to appear calm, her tone was somewhat flustered.

"Good morning, baby."

Xu Ping chuckled and pulled her into a hug from behind, kissing her slightly flushed cheeks. He asked with a lewd grin, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Leng Yue blushed, but nodded and whispered, "Yes, I slept very soundly."

After all, they were in the middle of nowhere. If it weren't for the burning firewood, they might have frozen to death long ago. The night wind was so cold, and they were sleeping in a cave. Even though they were both naked and trying to keep warm, Xu Ping woke up several times from the cold. But each time he saw Leng Yue curled up in his arms like a kitten, not moving an inch even though the position was uncomfortable, and looking at her sweet sleeping face, Xu Ping could hardly believe that this icy beauty would actually offer herself to him. Recalling those passionate moments, it all felt like a dream.

This wasn't the time for romance. Xu Ping immediately put his arm around her shoulder, feigning weakness, and said, "Let's go then. Let's get out of this wretched place before dawn. Once we get to the capital, we can have a good meal, and then get a good night's sleep—that would be even better."

Hearing Xu Ping's embrace, Leng Yue trembled. Even though she had already given herself to him, she was still somewhat unaccustomed to such intimacy, but she obediently let Xu Ping hold her.

Leng Yue cautiously asked, "Master, do you remember what you promised me last night?"

"I remember."

Xu Ping chuckled, "If you don't like that kind of rigid life, then buy a house in the capital. I'll visit you when I'm free."

"Okay."

Leng Yue nodded happily, her voice slightly timid as she said, "But please don't tell the Empress about us. If she finds out, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my own destiny."

"I understand."

Xu Ping kissed her cheek as he spoke, knowing full well what she was worried about.

Given her mother's eagerness for a grandchild, if she knew Leng Yue had been taken advantage of, she'd probably tie her up and drag her to the palace. Moreover, given her mother's traditional personality, she would never allow her daughter-in-law to do such a dangerous job as a constable. Thinking about it, her worries were understandable. However, considering that from the time they met until now, Leng Yue seemed to have always obeyed her mother. Did her mother have her own faction?

Xu Ping was completely baffled, but adhering to the noble tradition that it's a fool not to take advantage of a good deal, he pondered while breathing hot air into her ear, saying, "Hehe, but if you get pregnant, who knows, right? My baby's mother."

Leng Yue blushed slightly, continuing to endure Xu Ping's harassment. Their bodies were so close they were practically conjoined twins. Xu Ping would occasionally touch her shapely buttocks or kiss her, feeling a surge of pleasure at the sight of the icy beauty's shy expression.

If the Ministry of Justice knew that their aloof and unyielding top constable had been taken by him, and had even engaged in such a submissive act in the wild, those scoundrels would be utterly astonished. Leng Yue's shy demeanor alone was enough to scare them into getting pregnant.

The top constable in the world!

Xu Ping hummed a tune with delight, recalling the pleasure he had experienced on her mature body the previous night, and felt another surge of desire, wanting to take advantage of her again.

Leng Yue sensed Xu Ping's intentions and shyly dodged his large hand that slipped inside her clothes, looking incredibly cute, a far cry from the seriousness of the world's top constable.

"Master, look!"

As they walked, Leng Yue suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Following her finger, a troop of cavalry in black and red armor was roaming above the valley. Apart from the sound of their horses' hooves, almost no other sound could be heard; the atmosphere was chilling and intimidating, a testament to the army's discipline.

"It's the Imperial Guard!" Leng Yue immediately recognized them and excitedly grabbed Xu Ping's hand.

"Don't speak," Xu Ping said sternly, pulling her to a dark spot to hide.

Leng Yue looked at Xu Ping with some confusion. If they wanted to escape, why didn't they let the Imperial Guards see them? But she was clever enough to understand Xu Ping's concerns after a moment's thought.

These are extraordinary times. With only the two of them together, and Xu Ping injured, the Imperial Guards are a mixed bag. Xu Ping, wounded and unable to muster his inner energy, and having lost his sword, has little fighting ability. If they were to encounter a traitor, it would be suicide.

Only after they passed did Xu Ping breathe a sigh of relief. He turned back, intending to explain, but seeing the understanding in her bright eyes, he shut his mouth, shaking his head and saying, "Let's continue along this path. Don't greet either the Imperial Guards or the people from Shuntian Prefecture. Someone will meet us when we reach the main road."

"Yes."

Leng Yue looked at Xu Ping with newfound respect. Beneath his playful facade, his mind was surprisingly meticulous. Even in dire circumstances, he managed to avoid danger. No wonder he amassed so much wealth after becoming Crown Prince; it wasn't just through oppressing others with power.

The two continued walking along the mountain path. Xu Ping immediately reverted to his lewd ways, taking advantage of her while telling vulgar jokes, making Leng Yue suppress her laughter, her pretty face flushed and alluring.

"Ah!"

Leng Yue exclaimed in surprise!

It was too late to resist; Xu Ping had already pinned her against a tree, lifted her shirt, and chuckled as he grasped her round, beautiful breasts, kneading them a few times before opening his mouth to suckle her incredibly tender nipple.

Leng Yue pushed Xu Ping away forcefully, complaining irritably, "Master, what time is it? How can you still have the leisure to take advantage of me? We need to get going!"

"No rush!"

Xu Ping grinned lewdly, sticking out his tongue to press against her nipple, feeling the cold beauty's breath become hot, and couldn't help but tease, "Tell me first, is this comfortable for you?"

Leng Yue's face turned red, stubbornly turning her head away without speaking.

Xu Ping didn't care, wantonly playing with her tender breasts, and pretending to take off her belt. Leng Yue panicked at this moment, nervously grabbing Xu Ping's hand and pleading, "Master, please don't do this, Leng Yue feels comfortable, very comfortable, okay?"

"Good girl."

Xu Ping laughed heartily, helped her straighten her clothes, and kissed her on the cheek, thinking: This little girl is so cute. I definitely can't beat her right now, but she forgot she has the ability to escape while being teased. So adorable.

Leng Yue glared at Xu Ping with a charming look, and ran a few steps as if fleeing. Xu Ping immediately chased after her, continuing to stick to her like candy, touching her with his hands and saying lewd things. This harassment made this cold beauty really want to find a bad place to bury Xu Ping.

"Master, please don't do this."

Leng Yue had thought Xu Ping would behave a little better, but his behavior was just for show. Soon, because of his unbearable erection, he pulled her hand inside his pants, and Leng Yue naturally resisted fiercely.

"If you don't touch me, I'll touch you."

Xu Ping pretended to grab her breasts.

Leng Yue reluctantly gave in, placing her hand inside Xu Ping's crotch, and continued walking awkwardly.

"Don't do this."

Xu Ping put his arm around her shoulder and said with a grin, "It's no fun just sitting there. Help me touch it."

Leng Yue hadn't expected Xu Ping to be so wanton, asking her to do such an indecent thing while they were still walking. She felt a surge of dissatisfaction, but due to Xu Ping's lewd power, she obediently complied.

"Yes, yes, like this."

Xu Ping grinned lewdly, so shameless it made one want to punch him. He walked awkwardly while guiding the ice-cold beauty to grasp his penis and stroke it.

Leng Yue was extremely embarrassed, but also found it somewhat amusing. Her slender hands grasped his penis and began rapidly stroking it, praying he would ejaculate quickly. If anyone saw this, how could she ever face them again!

Thus, an extremely lewd scene unfolded on the mountain path: a seemingly refined young man with a lewd grin, a beautiful woman's small hand moving inside his crotch, her face full of reluctance, her watery eyes occasionally glaring at him, clearly extremely dissatisfied.

"My hand is so sore." Walking and moving along, Leng Yue finally couldn't help but give Xu Ping a playful but also slightly annoyed glare.

"Almost done." Xu Ping, with a lewd grin, suddenly felt the urge to ejaculate, his waist beginning to spasm.

"What?"

Leng Yue suddenly looked at Xu Ping in surprise. Xu Ping, too weak to explain, pulled down his pants, his penis immediately springing out, and pressed her shoulders down.

Leng Yue vaguely guessed what Xu Ping was going to do, but it was too late. She was suddenly forced to squat down. Xu Ping didn't even wait for the oral sex; after two soft "hmm" sounds, hot, viscous semen powerfully spurted out, spraying onto Leng Yue's astonished face.

Leng Yue's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Xu Ping manipulate his penis with his hand, drops of his life-giving semen realistically spraying onto her face. Her pretty face was covered in milky-white, sticky semen, some of which even went into her mouth. The scene looked both obscene and incredibly sexy.

"You…"

Leng Yue was so angry she didn't want to speak. She glared at Xu Ping, trembling all over, stomped her foot hard, and turned to run to find water to wash the filth off her face.

Xu Ping felt so good his legs went weak. He never expected that he would still have the mood to ejaculate on her face in such a serious situation. With such lustful courage, he felt he'd be wasting his life if he didn't act like a scoundrel. He chuckled, pulled up his pants, and casually wiped himself. Watching Leng Yue vigorously washing her face by the water, remembering her surprised expression and the sexy sight of his semen dripping onto her pretty face, he felt a surge of proud satisfaction.

When Leng Yue returned after washing her face, her eyes were resentful. If it weren't for the difference in social status, she would have already beaten Xu Ping up. However, having witnessed Xu Ping's shamelessness, she immediately walked ahead, creating some distance between them, no longer giving him any chance to take advantage of her.

Xu Ping, of course, was unconvinced and chuckled as he tried to take advantage of her again. Unfortunately, his martial arts were useless at this point, and Leng Yue, this ice beauty, excelled at light footwork. He couldn't get close to her no matter what

he did, not even with coaxing or cajoling. Frustrated, he could only follow behind, constantly teasing her. He felt genuinely wronged; he had intended to give her oral sex, but couldn't resist and ended up giving her a facial. It wasn't his fault, so why was he being treated like this? What kind of look was that? Was it necessary to be so resentful? They'd already slept together; why was he bothered by this little bit of teasing?

In this chase, Leng Yue was exceptionally alert. Whenever Xu Ping sneaked close, she would immediately run away warily, like a young couple bickering, which made the monotonous walk much more interesting.

As they approached the main road, Leng Yue cleverly spotted a large army, a dense mass of nearly a thousand men, all clad in black armor and riding tall horses, looking quite imposing. However, she remembered that the armies near the capital weren't dressed like this. Immediately, Leng Yue cautiously crouched down in the grass, gesturing with her lips, "Master, look."

Xu Ping, of course, also saw the army. But seeing her crouching down, her already firm buttocks sticking out high, he felt a surge of lust and pounced on her, pinning her down and tightly embracing her delicate body.

"No, don't do this!"

Leng Yue was stunned, not expecting Xu Ping to take liberties with her under these circumstances. She was genuinely angry and struggled fiercely.

"Don't move, it won't be good if they find out."

Xu Ping's face was unbelievably serious, but his hand had already slipped inside her torn sleeve, grasping her full breasts.

"You!"

Leng Yue was so angry she could barely speak, her pretty face flushed red, making her look even more alluring.

"Shh." Xu Ping chuckled, kneading her breasts while asking seriously, "What unit do they look like in their uniforms?"

When his large hand gently pinched her nipple, Leng Yue couldn't help but tremble, her face turning red as well. However, she still gritted her teeth and shook her head, saying, "I don't know. I roughly know the armies near the capital, but I've never seen them dressed like this. Could they be troops transferred from elsewhere? That's impossible at a time like this!"

Leng Yue was wary, but Xu Ping wasn't as serious as she was. While kneading her breasts, he also lewdly kissed her ear, even using the tip of his tongue to probe her ear canal, making Leng Yue's body increasingly hot. She couldn't help but instinctively twist, and a sound immediately came from the bushes.

"Who's there?"

The sound immediately startled the soldiers. A burly man, about seven feet tall, stepped forward, drew his broadsword, and shouted, "Martial law on the official road! Who's lurking in the bushes? Come out now, or you'll be killed!"

Leng Yue glared at Xu Ping. Seeing the sheer number of men, all well-equipped and muscular, and with someone who couldn't fight, escape seemed impossible. She immediately frowned.

Xu Ping reacted even more fiercely, suddenly jumping up and pointing at the burly man, yelling, "Damn it! Martial law? Haven't you ever seen a couple being intimate outside? Can't you be a little more sensible? Interrupting someone's intimacy is immoral and unethical!"

Never having seen such an arrogant and shameless person, they were all dumbfounded by Xu Ping's outburst.

The burly man snapped out of his daze, pointing angrily at Xu Ping and shouting, "You brat, get back home with your woman and have her baby! If it weren't for strict military discipline, I'd chop you up right now!"

"Wait!"

A man who looked like a strategist suddenly became alert, staring at Xu Ping's wounds and disheveled appearance, and said coldly, "Commander, this man is dressed in such a disheveled state, and he's injured. He looks very suspicious. It would be best to question him."

"Right!"

The burly man immediately waved his hand and shouted, "You brat, come here!"

"You damned bastard!" Xu Ping cursed, grabbing Leng Yue's hand and walking towards them, muttering and grumbling as if he were looking for trouble rather than going to be questioned.

The soldiers were collectively petrified, dumbfounded as Xu Ping led Leng Yue over. There's a saying that after three years in the army, even a sow would look like Diao Chan (a legendary beauty known for her beauty). Now that they'd completed their three-year service, they were willing to accept any

female animal, let alone a stunning beauty like Leng Yue. They were all mesmerized. Especially when Leng Yue glared at Xu Ping, her coquettish expression was incredibly alluring, almost making the soldiers want to abduct her. This wasn't like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung—at least cow dung has some nutritional value—this was like a flower stuck in dog excrement, and the kind that's diarrhea and infested with worms at that.

It seemed only the strategist remained unmoved by Leng Yue's beauty, approaching Xu Ping and questioning him: "Name, where are you from? What are you doing here?"

Xu Ping, not wanting to play games with them, immediately hardened his face and asked authoritatively, "Where is Zhao Meng? Where is he?"

The burly man was taken aback: "You know our general?"

"Nonsense!" Xu Ping said irritably, "Prepare the carriage and take me to see him."

Leng Yue then realized that Xu Ping had already seen through their identities and had been using them as an excuse to take advantage of her. Thinking about how she had been so vigilant yet still being teased, she became angry and revealed her cute, girlish side, pinching Xu Ping's waist a few times. But this intimate gesture pleased Xu Ping greatly, and he gave her a lewd smile.

The strategist glanced at the two. Although their clothes were disheveled, their speech and mannerisms suggested they weren't ordinary people.

He immediately nodded and said, "Alright, since you recognize our general, I'll prepare a carriage to take you there." The burly man hesitated for a moment, but seeing that the strategist didn't say anything more, he didn't press the matter. With a wave of his hand, a carriage immediately appeared.

Xu Ping nodded in satisfaction, then took Leng Yue's hand and got into the carriage. He was naturally met with her constant eye-rolls along the way, but he was pleased that her little hand kept pinching him. This intimate, coquettish behavior proved that the ice beauty, besides offering herself to him because of his status, had also developed feelings for him.

However, Xu Ping also carefully observed that Zhao Meng had done a good job this time. The entire defense along the route was composed of his men, which would increase the chances of finding him. He clearly didn't trust the mixed group of people searching for him, so he hadn't seen any other forces at the various intersections, and he even had some doubts about Liu Hong.

"Ah!"

Xu Ping suddenly felt a pain in his waist and turned to look at the still angry Leng Yue with a wronged expression.

Leng Yue huffed, "You knew who these people were all along, didn't you? Seeing how nervous I was, you thought it was fun to tease me, didn't you!"

Seeing the beauty's angry and embarrassed expression, Xu Ping quickly put his arm around her shoulder. Leng Yue struggled a little indignantly, but she calmed down after being held tightly, though her expression was still somewhat annoyed. Xu Ping quickly explained, "I'm innocent! I didn't see clearly before I fell down. Later, you know, I'm someone who can't resist temptation. I only realized they were our people when we were discovered, really."

Leng Yue remained silent, her face full of disbelief. Having witnessed Xu Ping's shamelessness, she understood what it meant to have a thick skin that could protect one's country. Three hundred thousand enemy soldiers slashed at him relentlessly, yet not a drop of blood was drawn. With such thick skin, what was the point of city walls?

Xu Ping smiled sheepishly, "I only recognized them later when I saw their weapons; they were just made by the Ministry of Works."

Leng Yue turned her face away, ignoring Xu Ping. A beautiful, icy woman, after losing her virtue, being teased like this—anyone would feel wronged.

Xu Ping quickly tried to appease her, while also taking the opportunity to gain more advantage.

On the fifth day, Zhao Meng remained steadfast at the foot of Tianfang Mountain. Ten thousand soldiers weren't enough, so the remaining ten thousand were also deployed to surround the area. The army's imposing presence made all the arriving troops feel ashamed. Superior equipment, tall horses, and incredibly sharp swords in their hands, yet usually silent—this kind of power was no less than that of the four former legions!

"General," one of Zhao Meng's soldiers couldn't help but ask curiously, "We've been waiting for so many days, what are we looking for? More and more troops from the capital are arriving, and the whole Tianfang Mountain is almost in chaos."

Zhao Meng knew about the Imperial Guards' harassment of the people; some were even ruthless enough to wipe out entire families of people who had sold rice and flour to the Qingyi Sect. Their methods were indeed cruel, but none of that mattered right now. The most important thing was his brother-in-law's safety.

After waiting for several days without any news, Zhao Meng was naturally getting impatient. He glared at them and said, "So what? Do you want to take men and fight them? Those are the Imperial Guards! Don't you know they can act first and report later?!" "

Understood, sir!"

Perhaps the soldier's hometown was here, and he couldn't bear to see this peaceful little place trampled by horses' hooves, which was why he spoke so boldly. However, seeing Zhao Meng's anger, he immediately ran away.

"Damn it, this is so bumpy!" Xu Ping muttered as he got off the carriage, glaring at the driver who had poor driving skills.

Leng Yue descended gracefully, but was immediately stunned upon stepping down. Ten thousand soldiers were amassed on the official road before him, their faces grim and their appearance terrifying.

"Zhao Meng, get out here!" Xu Ping shouted as soon as he stepped off the carriage.

Hearing this, Zhao Meng pushed through the crowd to see Xu Ping. He immediately dismounted, rushed forward, and excitedly embraced Xu Ping, letting out a huge sigh of relief. His voice trembled as

he said, "I'm so relieved you're alright! I was so worried!" Injured, Xu Ping felt a sharp pain in his bones from Zhao Meng's beastly embrace. He immediately snapped, "Get out of here! What are you doing, a grown man hugging like that? Your sister will be heartbroken if she sees this—her brother taking advantage of her man!"

"Haha." Zhao Meng laughed loudly, turned around and glared at the soldiers behind him, cursing, "Are you all fucking stupid? Why aren't you paying your respects to the Crown Prince?"

After saying that, he stepped back three paces away from Xu Ping, knelt down abruptly, and shouted, "Your subordinate, General Zhao Meng of the Evil Ghost Camp, leads 20,000 soldiers of the Evil Ghost Camp to welcome Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Some of the soldiers, originally from bandit backgrounds, naturally recognized Xu Ping, while those of refugee origin, upon hearing that the somewhat disheveled young man before them was actually the Crown Prince, excitedly dismounted and knelt down, shouting, "The Evil Ghost Camp welcomes Your Highness the Crown Prince! Long live the Crown Prince!"

Ten thousand men shouted in unison, their powerful voices startling all the birds in the forest into flight. Their resounding voices echoed through the valley, uniform and infectious, instantly captivating anyone who heard them.

Although Leng Yue was used to bloodshed, this was the first time she had witnessed such a magnificent scene. For a moment, she felt herself drawn in by them, a feeling of her blood boiling.

"Not bad, right!"

Xu Ping looked at his first Imperial Guard with satisfaction, waving his hand and saying, "This is my Demon Camp, strong and well-equipped, not inferior even to the steppe cavalry."

The man's every move exuded a majestic aura, which captivated Leng Yue. She seemed to see the kingly demeanor hidden beneath Xu Ping's nonchalant attitude, and her heart began to race.

"Rise." Xu Ping waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The soldiers of the Demon Camp responded, rose, mounted their horses, and instantly fell silent. Each of them looked at Xu Ping with excitement. If it weren't for Zhao Meng's shelter, most of them would have starved to death in the wilderness. Xu Ping's relief was a life-saving grace for them. Men value courage and loyalty, and there was no need to say anything more. Some were so moved that their eyes reddened.

Xu Ping, holding Leng Yue's hand, mounted the black-maned steed Zhao Meng had brought and shouted, "Send the order! Assemble the entire Demon Camp!"

"Yes, sir!"

Zhao Meng responded excitedly, waving his hand. The buglers immediately scattered to gather troops from other passes to pay their respects.

News of Xu Ping's return spread quickly, and the Imperial Guards began to assemble. People from all sides came to pay their respects. Xu Ping only greeted the officials and sent them back, quite pleased with their astonishment at the Demon Camp's formation. Just as Xu Ping was feeling smug, a loud roar suddenly rang out from the sky, a voice filled with surprise and excitement: "Junior brother, you're finally back, hahaha!"

Zhao Meng and his soldiers, surprised, immediately looked up warily and saw a man in black standing suspended in mid-air, a look of satisfaction on his face. This bizarre scene left everyone speechless with shock.

"Be on guard!"

Zhao Meng didn't care about anything else. After shouting, he pointed his sword at Lü Zhenfeng in mid-air. The soldiers immediately drew their bows and arrows, their faces serious as they prepared to shoot.

Seeing that some soldiers had already drawn their bows, Xu Ping immediately waved his hand and shouted, "All of you, retreat!" He then yelled at the sky, "Don't fucking play dead up there! I still have to settle accounts with you. Get down here!"

Lü Zhenfeng didn't say anything more, his body gracefully descending slowly. A guard next to him cleverly gave him his horse.

"Junior brother, how are you?" Lü Zhenfeng's cultivation was extremely high. He could tell at a glance that Xu Ping, who was pretending to be fine in front of others, was somewhat uncomfortable. The two of them resonated slightly with each other's true energy, and he knew that Xu Ping had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Don't say anything yet." Xu Ping waved his hand, signaling him not to ask. After all, this was the first time he had led the Evil Ghost Camp, and he couldn't show the slightest embarrassment.

"Master!"

A soft, sweet voice called out, and a convoy of carriages came chasing after them. The curtain opened, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that instantly captivated all men. She seemed to embody the most perfect charm of a woman; aside from her breathtaking beauty, the deep worry in her beautiful eyes alone was enough to drive any man mad.

"Thank you for your hard work,"

Xu Ping said without much expression, his gaze conveying a thousand words.

Liu Ziyi nodded happily. The two, understanding each other perfectly, didn't say anything more. After lowering the curtain, the convoy followed Xu Ping at a leisurely pace.

The farce at Tianfang Mountain had come to an end. Leading 20,000 soldiers of the Evil Ghost Camp, they marched back towards the capital in a grand procession, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. Xu Ping looked carefree, still unaware of Uncle Liu's death. If he had known the tragic news of Uncle Liu's death, Xu Ping would probably be furious by now, and would definitely drag his injured body and lead the Evil Ghost Camp army to attack Tianjin.

Although Uncle Liu always referred to himself as an old servant, both Zhu Yunwen and Ji Xinyue treated him with great courtesy when they lived in the Prince's residence. Uncle Liu, in particular, doted on Xu Ping in every way possible, helping him not only as a servant but also as a grandson. Xu Ping understood this and respected Uncle Liu like an elder, even finding it annoying that Uncle Liu always knelt to greet him.

Of course, these protests were always stubbornly rejected by Uncle Liu with the words "there is a difference between master and servant." However, everyone knew Uncle Liu's status in the Crown Prince's residence and respected him greatly.

As night fell, the army continued its slow march. However, Xu Ping, his body riddled with injuries, could no longer withstand the jolting of riding. Using the excuse of needing to discuss business, he found the best carriage and entered. He didn't confide his longing and worries to Liu Ziyi, but instead sat facing Lü Zhenfeng with a serious expression.

As for Leng Yue, Xu Ping had already sent her to ride in the same carriage as Liu Ziyi, preparing her for future intimate encounters. He needed to let her develop feelings for his woman.

"Junior brother."

Lü Zhenfeng placed a hand on Xu Ping's pulse point. After circulating his true energy through Xu Ping's body, his expression softened considerably. "It's alright, you're fine. Fortunately, your true energy is strong enough to protect your internal organs in time, so no vital organs were damaged."

The two cultivated the Battle Dragon Technique together, and their true energy was almost interconnected. Not to mention discomfort, Xu Ping hadn't even felt Lü Zhenfeng channeling his true energy into his body. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly asked, "When will my injuries heal?"

Lü Zhenfeng smiled knowingly. "I'll heal you tonight, and you'll naturally recover by tomorrow. However, just to be on the safe side, it's best if you don't engage in any combat during this time."

"Damn it, then hurry up!" Xu Ping immediately urged impatiently.

Lü Zhenfeng immediately nodded, sat down behind Xu Ping, and extended his hands, glowing with golden light, to channel incredibly powerful true energy into Xu Ping's body, repairing his damaged meridians little by little. There was no rejection reaction, and Xu Ping, while receiving treatment, asked curiously, "By the way, Senior Brother, why does your Battle Dragon Technique have that red blood energy?"

Lü Zhenfeng didn't hide anything and frankly said, "Because I've practiced quite a few unorthodox martial arts, the true energy of the Battle Dragon Technique carries blood energy."

"Martial arts from other sects?" Xu Ping asked in surprise, "Is that possible? Won't it cause qi deviation? And you don't have any matching moves for the Battle Dragon Technique?"

Lü Zhenfeng nodded and said with a smile, "The Battle Dragon Technique is originally an all-encompassing internal energy cultivation method. Who told you it would have matching moves? This true energy doesn't reject other martial arts at all. You can learn whatever you want; it's all effortless."

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping cursed. He'd been so clever all along, not knowing any martial arts techniques at all. He'd been so afraid of going mad from learning other martial arts that he hadn't practiced a single move except for internal energy, which had led to him getting beaten up all the time.

"Haha," Lü Zhenfeng chuckled, comforting him, "When you reach a certain level, you can do whatever you want. At that point, the moves won't matter; what matters is your strength. Junior brother, don't be discouraged."

"That's true,"

Xu Ping muttered dejectedly, "I can't compare to you monsters who've lived for hundreds of years. That Lin Yuanye is a monster, he's been alive for so many years, what a waste of food!"

But being a monster wasn't the real issue; the most amazing thing was his senior sister, Miaoyin. At her age, she still looked so youthful and radiant—that was true childlike beauty! Where could you find a hundred-year-old woman with such an appearance? She was the most abnormal.

Speaking of this, Lü Zhenfeng seemed somewhat ashamed, muttering, "Actually, if I had hardened my heart back then, I could have fought Lin Yuan. It's my hesitation that led you into danger."

"Aren't you afraid of him?" Xu Ping looked at him with some disdain.

Lü Zhenfeng sighed deeply and explained, "Actually, among the three Heavenly Masters, we have no grudges whatsoever. We even have a bit of mutual respect. Yuanzhu and Shang enjoy traveling the world, and Lin Yuan is single-mindedly pursuing the Dao, detached from worldly affairs. In short, there's no affection, but no grudge either, so we have no reason to fight."

"Then you have no one you're afraid of?" Xu Ping asked somewhat gossipy.

Lü Zhenfeng, whose Saint-grade power was unparalleled, suddenly looked somewhat unpleasant, nodding with a hint of fear, admitting that he did have someone he feared.

"Who is it?"

Xu Ping asked with interest, but was also surprised. Even someone as powerful as the Blood Hand Demon Lord had someone he feared? Could it be a legendary Earth Immortal?

“Chen Daozi,” Lü Zhenfeng said with a grim expression, “I’m not afraid of any other top masters, but the only one I fear is him.”

Xu Ping was taken aback and asked in surprise, “Really? What’s so scary about that old rogue? Shameless, vulgar, and disrespectful to his elders, you’re not afraid he’ll take advantage of you, are you?”

Lü Zhenfeng chuckled, but then his face hardened, and he scolded, “Junior brother, that’s not right of you. Second junior brother is indeed a bit cynical, but he’s a man of deep feelings. Do you know how worried he was when you disappeared?”

“How worried could he be?”

Xu Ping was somewhat skeptical. Even if he was worried, what could that old man do?

Lü Zhenfeng sighed deeply, and the eerie scenes flashed through his mind: the Ghost Emperor’s mournful tears of blood, the hellish screams in the Ji Mansion, all of which sent chills down his spine. After a shiver ran down his spine, he recounted to Xu Ping, his voice trembling, how Chen Daozi had sacrificed himself to the Ghost Emperor and opened the prison gates to invite evil spirits.

Xu Ping was dumbfounded, his mouth agape. Was this a myth or a joke? Could there really be such a thing as the Six Paths of Reincarnation? It was too exaggerated! How could Chen Daozi, with his frail physique, possess such astonishing magical abilities? It was truly unbelievable.

Lü Zhenfeng slowly said, "I know you don't believe in these supernatural tales, but think about it. If these legends were all false, how would the lineage of Guigu have been established? Legend has it that when the founder, Master Guigu, had Sun Bin and the others train their troops, he scattered beans to create soldiers, which was actually using magic to summon ghost soldiers. Chen Daozi also learned his true teachings, the 'Seven Arts of Yin Talisman,' so these strange shield and armor techniques were naturally no problem for him!"

"Damn, he's too powerful!"

Xu Ping's blood boiled instantly. He thought that if such miraculous abilities really existed, as long as he prepared the necessary materials and knew how to set up formations, it would be more practical than learning any martial arts.

Seeing Xu Ping's eagerness, Lü Zhenfeng teased, "What, you're interested in learning too? I'm sure that old ghost would be happy to teach you, it's just a matter of which lot you'll draw."

Thinking of the extremely bizarre "Three Heavenly Seeking Cards," Xu Ping dismissed the idea, shaking his head, "Forget it, I'll just stick to learning martial arts. I don't have the life to learn such strange arts."

"That's more like it!" Lü Zhenfeng chuckled, then suddenly became serious, asking, "Junior brother, the location of Ghost Valley's Tomb is shrouded in strange formations and techniques, making it impossible for ordinary people to find. Back then, Pang Juan and his disciples left behind four maps in order to find a place to worship their master, divided among four disciples: Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Sun Bin, and Pang Juan, each holding one. Only by combining the four maps can the location of the tomb be known."

"Stop."

Xu Ping didn't want to hear so many mythical stories. He had already obtained one map when he activated the Ghost Valley Master's image, so he quickly interrupted, "You should already know I have one, but do you know the whereabouts of the other three?"

“They’re all in my hands.”

Lü Zhenfeng nodded, smiling broadly. “Adding your copy, the four maps combined will reveal the location of the tomb. Then, with the extraordinary weapons and books inside, we can glorify the Ghost Valley lineage.”

“That’s great!”

Xu Ping thought for a moment, then said somewhat embarrassedly, “However, I have many worldly affairs, so I might not be able to go with you to search.”

“No problem.”

Lü Zhenfeng waved his hand generously. “We only want to find what we need. You can have the rest. Anyway, those military books are useless.”

“Hehe, thanks then.” Xu Ping immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t expected Lü Zhenfeng to be so easy to talk to. He didn’t care if they wanted extraordinary books and evil techniques, but he couldn’t let those military books fall into the wrong hands, even if they were burned.

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