The author who was chased and killed by the male lead (female supporting character) is injured beyond recovery

  Before he could react, Xi Yue had already roughly wiped away the bright red stain with her thick fingers... However, her fingers did not leave the warm sensation...

  But his other hand, which he slowly raised, foreshadowed what he was going to do next...

  Along with the movement of her fingertips, Feng Lixi only felt the temperature on his lips constantly rising. The crystal fruit in his body's desire for yuan yang energy had reached its peak. The next moment, Feng Lixi's clear eyes were no longer visible...

  Watching his own little apprentice's struggle disappear without a trace, replaced by a charming and alluring appearance, Xi Yue frowned slightly, but before he could take any action, Feng Ri Xi ruthlessly knocked him to the ground, smoothly spreading her legs apart and sitting on his waist, the hem of her silk skirt drawing a perfect arc in the air. Then, like a poppy flower blooming with abandon, she fell onto his side, covering their elegant figures.

  Perhaps feeling that her clothes were too restrictive, she saw her mischievously tilting her head in thought, and then hastily tore open the closed collar of her clothes. In an instant, a large area of snow-white skin was exposed to the air, with delicate and exquisite collarbones, and a pair of jade-like breasts hidden under her white camisole constantly heaving up and down, all provoking men's desires. However, Xi Yue's expression remained calm and indifferent from start to finish, without revealing any hint of impropriety.

  Seeing Xi Yue Wu Yun's unflappable demeanor, Feng Li Xi soon became slightly annoyed and poked his chest with her fingertips. Her slender fingers brushed against Xi Yue Wu Yun's handsome face, grasping him firmly and forcing him to meet her wild and seductive gaze head-on.

  She didn't say a word or struggle, but just coldly stared at her as she slowly leaned in closer and closer to him. Unlike other women, she didn't have the annoying scent of perfume on her body, but instead had a unique fresh and clean smell that was all her own. At this moment, the woman sitting on his lap had a lazy and enchanting smile playing on her lips, her pink lip gloss lightly touching his chin. Her silky black hair slid down from behind her back, coincidentally covering half of her heaving beautiful breasts.

  Suddenly, Fengri Xiemei smiled and grasped the hand that Xueyang had raised high in his dance, then pulled it over to cover her own towering jade fruit.

  Feeling the unfamiliar yet soft touch under his hand, Xi Yue's icy face twitched, but before he could react subconsciously, Feng Li was already holding his face, getting closer and closer to him, their breaths intertwining, carrying her unique cold fragrance.

  He stood there, seemingly unconscious, watching her get closer and closer to him with a cold gaze. The woman in front of him had the most beautiful face in the world, the most delicate figure, and the sweetest voice, making him suddenly think of the pigeon pea flowers on the cliff.

  The so-called Jade Pheasant Flower, the flower is as its name suggests, with the most beautiful and charming appearance, resembling a poppy flower petal, but even more enchanting than it. Each Jade Pheasant Flower has exactly eighteen petals, as if foretelling the eighteen layers of hell, making people unable to help but be enchanted by its beauty. However, once one is stained by its pollen, poison enters the five viscera and six bowels, and in an instant, it can penetrate deep into the bone marrow, causing a person to take their last breath in unbearable pain.

  Once poisoned by the Peach Blossom, even gods cannot save you.

  As if sensing Xi Yue's distraction, Feng Li furrowed his brow and glared at him sideways, then pulled on the long hair by his temples, gently tugging and teasing.

  He gazed at his own little apprentice with a cold eye, her mischievous and playful movements didn't annoy him, he just stared at her, letting his long hair frolic and entwine at her fingertips...

  Seeing his own evil prank didn't provoke the person below him, Feng Li Chi was thoroughly uncomposed.

  As she guided herself with her fingertips, Fengli Xi leaned in and pressed her tender lips to the plump earlobe of Xue'er's full and rounded ears, occasionally taking the full pearls into her mouth to savor them wantonly. As if she had found pleasure, Fengli Xi smiled slyly and gently spat out the full earlobe from her mouth, then swallowed it whole again. From time to time, she used her small tongue to draw circles on the pearl, fully embodying the intention of teasing.

  However, in the face of Fengli Xi's provocation, Wei Wu Xian remained calm and composed, still gazing at the charming person beside him with his coldest gaze.

  Fengri Xi still didn't think so, and continued to smile as he stretched out his slender fingertips to wander carelessly between the five senses of Xie Yu's dancing body, sliding over his heroic eyebrows, high nose bridge, and even more intentionally teasing his thin lips.

  As time passed, Fengri Xi seemed increasingly dissatisfied with the status quo. Her lips finally moved away from that person's earlobe and wandered to his temple, brow, and nose tip, leaving behind a series of light pink marks wherever they went.

  Satisfied, she gazed at the mark left on her face by his fingers, and a smile spread across her face as she savored the scent of his lips. Without giving him time to react, she took the initiative to press her lips against his, indulging in the cold fragrance that lingered on them.

  His lips were as cold and transparent as his person, without a hint of warmth.

  This kiss, in the strictest sense, can't even be called a kiss. Because from start to finish, she was quietly lying there, neither stopping nor welcoming, he didn't dodge or evade, he just didn't want to open his mouth, two thin lips tightly pursed, unmoved.

  However, Fengri Xi didn't mind at all, still with a slightly malicious smile on his thin lips, he carefully savored the full and plump lips of Xue Wujiu...

  When the two lips touched, especially under the evil teasing of Feng Ri Xi, they couldn't help but make some ambiguous sounds that sparked imagination, and even Feng Ri Xi himself couldn't help but blush when he heard them, but Xue Wu Yan remained unmoved.

  He was like an unrelated spectator, quietly withdrawing to one side, using the most indifferent gaze to scrutinize the current chaotic scene.

  Fengri Xi was not willing to give up, and continued to bite his lips even harder, even unknowingly biting through his lower lip, causing a large amount of yuan yang energy to flow into Fengri Xi's lips along with the blood...

  Perhaps having obtained temporary satisfaction, the speed of the Luliu fruit rotating in the Windy Ridge Field is slowly becoming stable...

  But at this time----

  "Hah......hah......hah......" Suddenly, a strange and eerie laughter echoed through the empty space...

  Until this moment, a hint of unusual color finally appeared on the icy face of Xi Yue. He looked around and didn't find any suspicious signs or shadows, but the originally confused people and extremely dark objects all disappeared, replaced by an increasingly dense fog that permeated the empty space...

  "Hah......hah......hah......" The arrogant and overbearing laughter once again clearly entered the ears of Xi Yue Wu Yu.

  Perhaps it was the eerie laughter that was too loud, or perhaps the Luliu fruit in his body had temporarily calmed down, and Feng Ri Xi, who had just been controlled by emotions and desires, suddenly came back to his senses...

  What...what...what on earth is going on here?!

  When Feng Li Xi regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was a handsome face magnified in front of him, and that face belonged to his own master. He was immediately struck by lightning, with external numbness and internal tenderness, accompanied by leg cramps...

  She blinked and still saw herself in a very ungraceful posture, with her clothes half undone, straddling the waist of Xi Yue's half-naked body. Moreover, from her master's clear and calm eyes, she also saw that her own cheeks were flushed pink, and there was a thick, alluring color in her eyebrows and eyes...

  At this moment, Feng Li Xi even had the heart to die...

  Before he could finish speaking, a loud crash was heard from the wind and snow outside, and with a thud, something fell to the ground from the eaves of the house, kneeling on one side with its head hung low...

  She just knew that she suddenly lost consciousness and was in a daze. What on earth did she do during the time when she lost her senses?!

  How could she possibly force herself on her own master?!

  He knocked his head hard, trying to recall the scene just now, but it was always in vain...

  Sneaking a glance at his own master, he saw that he had already stood up, standing quietly, without saying a word. If one ignored the faint pink marks on his brow, nose, cheeks and lips, Fengri Xi thought to himself that nothing had happened just now...

  Unfortunately, as the saying goes, fantasy is plump and reality is bony.

  He opened his mouth, and Feng Li very much wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

  Offending a respected master is a serious crime! I'm afraid Xie Yu will slap her to death with just one palm...

  Alas, first I offended my own father, and now I've invaded the revered Master who's as noble as a celestial being... this is really too much of a test for me!

  At this moment, Feng Li Xi truly felt depressed...

  Just as they were in disarray due to the strong winds, that sharp and clear laughter was transmitted again, "Master and apprentice, Wu Yun Zhen Ren is indeed a good friend!"

  Upon hearing this, Fengli Xi was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards Xie Wu Xuan, only to see him brush off his sleeve, using a cleansing technique, and the previous reckless and infatuated expression had already disappeared from his face...

  He gazed coldly into the void, suddenly drawing out his life-bound sword and hurling it at the void's center. Instantly, a strong and righteous sword intent burst forth, pointing to and sweeping away all in its path. In an instant, the originally empty void began to slowly take shape, forming a grotesque male figure over six feet tall with a sturdy build.

  Generally, things produced in extremely yin or yang places are extremely evil and have no sense of good or evil. They should be unintentional and unknowing, but after tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of gathering polluted air and filthy objects in the midst of all things, once these polluted air and filthy objects condense into shape, their cultivation will never be lower than that of a Yuan Ying Da Man Guan. The more solid they condense into shape, the higher their cultivation will be.

  The misty demon in front of him was gradually revealing its true face, and it was likely that its cultivation had already reached the late stage of Nirvana.

  Benefits for the Party of the Master! Chapter 61, finally kissed, although not exciting, but better than nothing!