The Azure Kite Pavilion is in Danger

Bear with it a bit.

An Yi said seriously, looking at Long Aoxue.

Long Aoxue stared back at him with a cold expression.

Then, An Yi, holding his self-made healing ointment, hesitated for a long while as he looked at those long, straight, beautiful legs.

Forget it, you'd better turn back into a dragon.

An Yi sighed and said.

Faced with a completely naked silver-haired girl with peerless looks and figure, An Yi always felt he couldn't quite control himself.

The problem was, this dragon girl Long Aoxue was still very naive about matters between men and women.

As the saying goes, a gentleman appreciates beauty, but does so with propriety.

Matters between men and women require mutual consent.

Long Aoxue didn't understand anything. Taking advantage of her would make An Yi feel guilty.

Upon hearing this, Long Aoxue directly transformed into a silver dragon, her silvery-white body covered in wounds.

So big!

Looking at the dragon body over ten meters long, An Yi's mouth twitched. Applying medicine to this would take forever!

Maybe... you should change back. An Yi thought for a moment and said.

Long Aoxue: "..."

Looking at Long Aoxue's slender, fair, and tender body, An Yi took a deep breath, trying hard to clear his mind, and slowly reached out his hand.

On the ground.

Chairs, quilts, a barbecue grill, pots, pans, bowls, and utensils...

All sorts of messy things were cleared out by An Yi.

The remaining space in the storage dimension was limited, and he didn't have enough Sin Points to upgrade it.

The problem was, Long Aoxue currently had burns all over her body, couldn't wear clothes, and couldn't show herself, so she had to continue staying in the storage dimension.

Left with no choice, An Yi could only tearfully clear out his belongings to make room for that Flood Dragon's head.

Time to go back.

After clearing out the mountain of his belongings, An Yi looked at the gradually setting sun and said leisurely.

He had been out for a while, and he wondered how the Azure Luan Pavilion was doing.

Touching the scalding dragon pearl, a smile curled on An Yi's lips.

With the Fire Flood Dragon's pearl and the supplementary materials he had gathered these past few days, he had at least a seventy percent chance of curing Shen Muxuan's Heavenly Yin Spirit Veins.

Aoxue, are you asleep?

An Yi asked softly, looking at Long Aoxue.

No.

Long Aoxue raised her head, her purple eyes looking softly at An Yi.

After these days of being together, she had grown much closer to An Yi.

This guy seemed like a scoundrel, but he also possessed a unique tenderness and thoughtfulness.

An Yi said: That's good. I just wanted to remind you, don't eat the Fire Flood Dragon's fifth-grade spirit core, that thing is very expensive.

Long Aoxue: "..."

Azure Luan Pavilion.

Shen Muxuan sat at the dressing table by the window, resting her chin on her hand, her unfocused eyes gazing out the window, waiting dreamily.

It's getting cold, put on more clothes.

Mu Qingyi brought a garment and draped it over Shen Muxuan's shoulders.

Master, when will he come back? Shen Muxuan asked, her eyes red.

Mu Qingyi stroked her hair and said softly: He should be back soon.

But the Tianluo Forest is so dangerous...

As she spoke, Shen Muxuan's eyes filled with tears.

You know An Yi's temperament too. He seems careless and heartless, but once he decides on something, no one can stop him.

Mu Qingyi said with a sigh.

It was a difficult decision for her too, but she knew that perhaps only An Yi could save Shen Muxuan now.

Mu Qingyi gently hugged Shen Muxuan and said softly: Don't worry, An Yi should be back soon. In terms of strength, few in the entire Immortal Sect are his match.

Shen Muxuan bit her lower lip and nodded, her face still etched with worry.

Just then, Shen Muxuan's face suddenly turned pale.

What's wrong?

Mu Qingyi quickly supported Shen Muxuan.

Shen Muxuan clutched her chest, tears welling up: An... An Yi is in trouble. The life thread... it's gone.

How could that be!

Mu Qingyi's pupils contracted.

She knew her foolish disciple had already linked her life thread to An Yi's, allowing her to sense the state of his life force at all times.

Back then, she had traveled thousands of miles from the Immortal Sect to the mortal world precisely because Shen Muxuan sensed An Yi's life thread weakening and went to heal him.

Hearing the news of An Yi's accident.

Mu Qingyi was distraught, her beautiful face pale with shock.

It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let him go.

Indescribable regret surged in Mu Qingyi's heart, two lines of tears tracing down her cheeks.

Shen Muxuan stopped crying and said weakly: It seems... he's fine again.

Mu Qingyi: "..."

Master, I... I didn't mean to.

Shen Muxuan lowered her head, fiddling with her little finger: I don't know why, but An Yi's life force has been fluctuating between strong and weak lately. It happened once two months ago too.

It's fine, why are you apologizing to me.

Mu Qingyi said somewhat flustered, wiping her tears.

Master, do you also like An Yi? Shen Muxuan asked quietly.

She might be simple, but she wasn't stupid.

She was well aware of her master's unusual concern for An Yi.

I... how could I... possibly like him!

Mu Qingyi stammered, quickly trying to explain.

This only made Shen Muxuan more certain.

Don't think nonsense.

Mu Qingyi's face felt burning hot, but she pretended to be calm.

To be honest, before An Yi arrived in the Immortal Sect world, Mu Qingyi only had some favorable feelings towards him, not quite to the point of liking him.

But then, the scene of An Yi single-handedly confronting the entire Heavenly Profound Sect to stop a forced marriage was just too explosive.

No woman could resist that moment.

Especially when she already had some favorable feelings for An Yi beforehand.

Mu Qingyi's tender heart was instantly and deeply stirred.

Shen Muxuan said: Actually, back in the mortal world, I could tell that An Yi really liked you too.

Nonsense! What are you talking about!

Mu Qingyi suddenly felt a bit shy, but couldn't help asking curiously: How could you tell?

Shen Muxuan said seriously: His eyes were always scanning your chest.

Mu Qingyi: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched. That lustful bastard really needed to be disciplined.

Just then, a clear bird cry came from the Azure Luan Pavilion.

A bird with cyan feathers flapped its wings, circling and crying among the mountain peaks.

The expressions of both Mu Qingyi and Shen Muxuan changed.

The Azure Luan's cry!

There's imminent danger!

Mu Qingyi said gravely: Muxuan, don't come out. I'll go see what's happening.

With that, Mu Qingyi grabbed her sword and hurried out the door.

This was the Azure Luan Pavilion's signal for imminent danger.

In her twenty years since entering the sect, she had only heard the Azure Luan's cry once when she was six or seven years old.

It was also during that time that her master perished...

At the foot of Azure Luan Pavilion's mountain gate.

A group of women had been captured.

Protector Yang and Senior Sister Liu Yue'e were among them.

They were surrounded by men in gray robes from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Tsk tsk, such smooth, tender skin. So nice.

A burly man pinched Protector Yang's face, a look of greed in his eyes.

Spit, don't touch me!

Protector Yang spat, hitting the burly man in the face.

Not only was he not disgusted, he stuck out an abnormally long gray tongue, licked the saliva off his face, and savored it: Hmm, not bad.

The surrounding Heavenly Demon Sect members also felt a wave of nausea.

So damn tacky.

The burly man leaned closer to Protector Yang, sniffed lightly, licked the corner of his mouth, growing more excited: Oh, body fragrance, so damn fragrant. This woman is still a virgin!

Hahaha, Big Ghost Brother is in for some luck!

The crowd around them jeered.

Protector Yang gritted her teeth, her heart sinking.

She never expected the Heavenly Demon Sect to send so many people!

The Azure Luan Pavilion was in grave danger!

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