Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 129 Lin Xian'er vs. Huang Rong, an alliance?

Chapter 129 Lin Xian'er vs. Huang Rong, an alliance?

Sitting under the tree outside, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief after she could no longer hear the seductive sounds of Li Mochou being hung up and beaten. She carefully held Guo Fu in her arms and saw that Guo Fu's little face was full of energy and she was laughing carefree. Most of the gloom in her heart dissipated.

In any case, the child is well taken care of in this paradise and is very energetic.

Huang Rong put the child down, and before she could crawl around on the ground, she smelled a fragrant breeze. Two arms as white as lotus roots picked up Guo Fu, and a soft but not unpleasant voice rang out: "Although the child is old enough to learn to walk, we can't let her crawl around here. It's better to cross the Golden Water Bridge and play in the sea of ​​flowers."

Huang Rong was used to the sudden appearance of women in this idyllic paradise, but she was still not used to a stranger holding Guo Fu in front of her, even though the woman was so beautiful that she was surprised and subconsciously felt a little ashamed of herself.

Lin Xian'er is now in charge of the Heroines' Manor, and she does have a certain imposing presence. After all, if there is no leader to keep these heroines in check, it would be a disaster. They are as generous as men in front of men, but petty and argumentative in front of women.

Therefore, the woman with the most beautiful face no longer had the weakness and flattery of the past, but instead had a bit more toughness. Her willow eyebrows were relaxed, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. She looked Huang Rong up and down, and then said with a gentle smile, "You must be Fu'er's biological mother. You are indeed a remarkable person. No wonder the master took a liking to you. However, you still need to be more careful when taking care of the child."

Before Huang Rong could speak, Lin Xian'er had already handed Guo Fu to Lin Lingling, and, holding Huang Rong's hand, said, "Sister, do you know how Master is feeling right now?"

Although the woman appeared stern, her voice was gentle and melodious, her demeanor charming. Coupled with her bright eyes and white teeth, she was a beauty like a fairy. Huang Rong's anger dissipated before it could even fully arise. Even when the woman suddenly grabbed her hand, her palm was soft and warm, offering an indescribable comfort. Her expression softened, and she said in a gentle tone, "Perhaps it's not so good—"

Huang Rong briefly recounted what had happened in the room, expecting Lin Xianji to at least become more serious. However, the woman, who seemed like a fairy, simply chuckled.

Just as she was feeling completely confused, Lin Xian'er pulled her towards the room!

Huang Rong instinctively tried to let go, but before she could even use the Orchid Finger Technique, Lin Xian'er's palm had already pressed on her pulse point, interrupting her next move. Huang Rong's eyes narrowed instantly, and the Dog-Beating Stick at her waist had somehow ended up in her left hand, which she then swept across Lin Xian'er's waist.

With a whoosh, the wind swept past Lin Xian'er's waist—

This woman's martial arts skills were now far superior to what they used to be. She managed to loosen her grip on Huang Rong with one hand, and relying on her supple waist, she flipped over and leaned back to avoid the blow.

At the same time, he reached his hands between her legs and grabbed Huang Rong's legs!

Although Huang Rong learned from "Eastern Heretic", was a disciple of "Northern Beggar", and was a close friend of "Southern Emperor" despite their age difference, and could even fool "Old Urchin", she had learned a wide variety of skills. But where had she ever seen such a strange move before?

In an instant, Lin Xian'er grabbed his ankle, dragged him up by his crotch, and lifted him into the air!

Even though Huang Rong admired Lin Xian'er's appearance, she was furious. She swept her green jade staff towards Lin Xian'er's legs, while her free right hand grabbed at Lin Xian'er's belt.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xian'er reacted extremely quickly. She lifted her light blue embroidered shoe, and the sole almost touched Huang Rong's face. She stopped at the last moment, barely grazing Huang Rong's nose. Then, she lifted the embroidered shoe and touched Huang Rong's chest. She also released Huang Rong's ankles and casually peeled off her shoes and socks.

Huang Rong's feet were snow-white and delicate, extremely beautiful, with her toenails painted red, like blooming roses, and the rosy soles of her feet resembled soft rose cakes.

Lin Xian'er tossed the shoes and socks on the ground, her faint smile mirroring Wei Wu's—a smile tinged with disdain, untamed spirit, playfulness, and nonchalance. She chuckled and said, "Although this is our first meeting, sister, we feel an instant connection. Why did you attack me?"

Huang Rong never expected that after making the first move, she would fail to achieve anything and instead have her shoes and socks removed. If her opponent hadn't held back, she would probably have been kicked all over her face!

At this moment, he felt both ashamed and angry, and decided that he must practice his skills from now on, and no longer just talk about it like before. He would eat the snake gall no matter how bitter it was.

Regardless of her true feelings, her expression was never pleasant. She got up from the ground and said coldly, "He's angry right now, why are you pulling me?"

Lin Xian'er chuckled, her bright eyes curving upwards, as if the surroundings had darkened slightly. But when her smile blossomed, Huang Rong felt as if only Lin Xian'er remained around, and even she, a woman, was mesmerized by her gaze. Her anger inexplicably subsided by three points, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "You little devil!"

Lin Xian'er swayed her hips as she walked up to Huang Rong, took Huang Rong's hand again, and said earnestly, "If Master were truly angry, she would never make such a sound."

Huang Rong also heard Li Mochou's magical chanting from the room, and her face flushed red. She said irritably, "What if?"

"There won't be any 'what ifs'," Lin Xian'er said with dazzling confidence, chin held high. "No one understands Master better than me!"

"If he were really angry, he would never say another word to Li Mochou. He would just throw her out of the room and not let her have a chance to disturb him and his sister."

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"The current heated competition is clearly just a pretext for some fun."

Huang Rong was skeptical until Lin Xian'er led her to the window and she saw the scene inside. Her body went limp, and she began to believe Lin Xian'er's words. Her face turned bright red, and after spitting out "indecent," she gritted her teeth and looked at Lin Xian'er's intrigued profile, saying, "You don't seem to need to explain these things to me—"

Lin Xian'er reluctantly withdrew her gaze, her smile falling on Huang Rong's face. She then pulled Huang Rong into the courtyard and said with a smile, "Sister, you seem to be a smart person, so I want to form an alliance with you."

"An alliance?"

"Yes, this paradise is wonderful, but its foundation lies with the master. If we don't try to please him, he might get tired of us one day and leave us to fend for ourselves."

There's nothing to do here, and without the master's comfort, it would be incredibly boring. So I want to form an alliance with you to please the master.

Huang Rong blinked, a strange sense of shame rising in her heart. She angrily pulled her hand away from Lin Xian'er's and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Xian'er reached out and patted her pert buttocks, saying, "Sister, why lie to me? We've all been through this. Whether someone has used connections or not is obvious. If the master didn't care about you, why would he be so fond of you?"

Huang Rong's fair, egg-shaped face instantly turned orange-red, and she couldn't utter a single word!

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