Chapter 10: Inviting Guests

  Sang Kun and Zha Muhe only hoped that this trip would be a success, and almost all the main forces were mobilized to gather outside the camp. Except for the sentries searching for posts on the outer circle, only some scattered soldiers and women were left to guard the livestock and jewelry. Cheng Ling Su and others were in a remote place in the camp, so no one noticed the situation here.

  Before the words had fallen, Ou Yang Ke suddenly flashed and rushed forward. Cheng Ling Su hastily retreated two steps, raised her hand, and a silver needle flew out from between her fingers.

  Ou Yang Ke let out a loud "Ah yo" and didn't dodge or evade, instead he lightly flipped the folding fan in his hand, and the silver needle happened to land on the dark-colored fan surface with a "ding" sound. Immediately after deflecting the flying silver needle, the folding fan didn't stop at all, and flew towards Cheng Ling Su's head once again.

  Cheng Lingsu dodged to the side, and the strong gust of wind brought by the fan was already rushing towards her face, forcing her to almost hold her breath. In a hurry, she suddenly arched back, her slender waist folding backwards. The scattered hairs on her temples flew up, swept away by the whirlwind from the fan, and several strands of black hair fell down.

  But unexpectedly, Ou Yang Ke's arm seemed to have suddenly lost its bones, and in the blink of an eye, it had already wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her into his embrace. Cheng Ling Su felt a tightness around her waist and before she knew it, she was already being held by him, her body pressed against his chest.

  In this brief moment, it was like a spark of electricity, until the silver needle that had been bent and blocked by the fan finally fell to the ground, making a barely audible soft sound.

  "Let... go..." Cheng Ling Su struggled with all her might. Her clothes had originally been sprinkled with red scorpion powder for protection, and even if Ouyang Ke could force out the medicinal properties later, it would still be unable to withstand the scorching pain of the red scorpion powder. However, she had come prepared, worried that she might encounter Tuo Lei and accidentally injure him by touching her clothes, so she had put on a fox-fur short cloak on the outside to block the medicinal properties. But unexpectedly, she encountered Ouyang Ke again...

  Ouyang Ke only felt that the slender waist under his hands, although hidden beneath the thick fox fur, was still tender and soft to the touch, as if it could penetrate through the fur. His nose also caught a whiff of her faint, elusive fragrance, which made his heart feel carefree and light, and with a smile, he pressed down on her struggling form: "Don't worry, even if you don't show any mercy, I wouldn't dare hurt you."

  In fact, even if Cheng Ling Su's martial arts were far inferior to Ouyang Ke, she wouldn't have lost in just one move. It was actually Ouyang Ke's arm that suddenly and almost impossibly moved to an impossible position to make a move, catching her off guard.

  This move was originally the "Ling She Quan" (Spirit Snake Fist) created by Western Venom Ouyang Feng, inspired by the twisting and turning of snakes. When punching, his arm moved with a snake-like agility, seemingly boneless despite having bones, making it impossible to defend against. Little did Ouyang Feng know that this move, originally intended for use in battles between masters, had not yet been revealed on the Jianghu (martial arts world) stage, but today was first used by Ouyang Ke on a young woman, achieving great success and earning him fame.

  Suddenly, only the sound of some commotion in the distant large camp was heard, with people shouting and screaming, mixed with the sound of golden blades clashing and iron armor ringing, faintly and vaguely, all transmitted over.

  Those people were speaking Mongolian, Ouyang Ke didn't understand, but Cheng Lingshu understood, it turned out that the few people who were cut down by Tuo Lei when he rushed out of the camp were discovered by the patrolling sentries, and the sentries warned each other to go to the camp for investigation.

  Cheng Lingsu heard the sound of footsteps approaching, her heart skipped a beat, and she was about to shout loudly to lure them over, taking advantage of the crowd's chaos to make her escape.

  But Ou Yang Ke saw through her thoughts, his arm retracted, his thin lips opened, and the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth almost touched Cheng Ling Su's cheek: "Just with these people, they can't stop me."

  Before the words had fallen, his figure had already rushed forward. At this time, the warning horn in the camp had just sounded, and the soldiers who had barely gathered into a team saw that they were coming swiftly, and were about to shout loudly to stop them. But Ou Yang Ke's movements were so fast, the interceptors had just raised their knives, when a white shadow had already flashed past from their side. In the moment of passing by, Ou Yang Ke suddenly stretched out one hand, and with lightning speed, brushed across the wrists and necks of those people, either poking or pressing, and just as they were about to reach the camp gate, only to hear a burst of mournful cries behind them.

  Outside the camp, no one dared to follow. Ouyang Ke saw Cheng Ling Su staring at his hand and couldn't help but ask: "What?"

  Cheng Lingsu shifted her gaze from his jade-like slender fingers to his face: "Wanyan Honglie and Wang Han are at least allies, those were all soldiers under Wang Han's account, why did you have to kill so many people?"

  Ouyang Ke didn't expect her to ask that, and he burst out laughing: "As the young master of White Camel Mountain, if I don't teach you a lesson before leaving, wouldn't it be like being driven away with my tail between my legs?"

  Cheng Lingsu saw him slightly raise his chin, with a proud expression, and coldly snorted, no longer speaking.

  Using an incurable deadly poison was a taboo for her master, the Poison Hand Medicine King. Although the Poison Hand Medicine King was named "Poison Hand", using poison was like a god, but in reality, he had a kind and compassionate heart, especially after becoming a monk in his later years. He repeatedly warned his disciples: "Using poison to harm people is not comparable to using swords or fists, it won't immediately kill someone. If the opponent can repent and ask for mercy, swear an oath to reform, or if they accidentally hurt the wrong person, they can still be saved." Therefore, when Cheng Ling Su used poison, she focused on being clever and thoughtful, even when facing her several treacherous fellow disciples who betrayed their master, she was still lenient. Until the end, that one candle with seven heart sea lanterns was also lit by them due to their insatiable greed.

  While Western Venomous Ou Yang Feng is also a master of using poison, his goals and methods are diametrically opposed to the ultimate evil path. He only seeks to refine various extremely potent poisons, only seeking to quickly kill his enemies, not even leaving any room for them to catch their breath. Ou Yang Ke has been taught this way since childhood, so he naturally cannot understand Cheng Ling Su's thoughts and will not think that there are people in the world who use poison with such benevolent intentions.

  However, he now has a soft and warm jade in his hand, and he has no intention of delving deeper into these matters. The waist of the girl in his arms is flexible and not like those delicate women who are weak and fragile. Her body also has a fragrance that intoxicates people, as if it makes one feel like being surrounded by the fragrance of flowers. Coincidentally, there is also a hint of wine fragrance in the flower scent... Combined with the hidden coquetry in her eyebrows and eyes, it's truly a case of "the wine doesn't get you drunk, but everyone gets drunk on their own".

  Just as he was about to make another joke, he suddenly realized that the beautiful face in front of him seemed to flicker slightly.

  "Hmm?" Ouyang Ke narrowed his eyes, tilting half of his face, and his eyebrows involuntarily furrowed slightly, as if he sensed that something was a bit off about himself.

  Cheng Lingsu's eyes lit up, her waist suddenly twisted, one hand in front of the two people and the other hand drew towards Ouyang Ke's wrist that was tightly grasping her own waist.

  Ou Yang Ke's mind was in a daze, as if he had drunk too much wine. Cheng Ling Su's counterattack was timely and even countered with a backhand, but when it came to exerting his strength, his hands inexplicably slowed down by a beat. Not only that, but as soon as he moved his hand, his foot stumbled, and he was caught off guard by Cheng Ling Su's swift counterattack, which sent him stumbling backward.

  "What's going on?" Ouyang Ke was already standing unsteadily, and with a slap to the chest, he fell backwards even though Cheng Lingshu didn't use much force. The folding fan in his hand also fell to the ground with a "slap". The world spun around him as he felt dizzy, and the scene before his eyes gradually became blurry.

  Cheng Lingsu suddenly took off her clothes and reached into her bosom, pulling out the two blue flowers she had hidden there earlier, waving them in front of him.

  "Impossible!" The pale blue flower trembled violently in the wind, as if it were weak and fragile. Ou Yang Ke, who could barely open his eyes, immediately recognized that this was the same strange-shaped little flower he had seen in Cheng Ling Su's hand at the bottom of the cliff, and later saw planted on the edge of her tent. "I checked this flower beforehand, it's clearly non-toxic..."

  Cheng Lingsu smiled slightly: "Alright, I'll teach you a trick. Although my tent isn't crowded with people coming and going, there are usually some who need to enter and exit. If this flower is placed in my tent, it's not good if someone carelessly hurts themselves. Therefore, unless...

  Ouyang Ke suddenly came to his senses: "It was that wine..."

  "It's not too stupid." Cheng Ling Su smiled and brushed the scattered hair behind her ear, then pressed the back of her hand against her forehead, which had been reddened by the sun: "This flower is originally non-toxic. Once it's mixed with wine, that's when its fragrance becomes truly intoxicating."

  Ou Yang Ke had been playing with poisonous substances since he was a child and should have been extremely cautious of rare flowers and strange grasses. However, when he saw Cheng Ling Su take out this flower under the cliff, although he was slightly alerted at first, he soon discovered that there was nothing unusual about its fragrance. Later, after sneaking into Cheng Ling Su's tent to investigate personally, he confirmed that although the flower was fragrant, it was indeed non-toxic, and his mind had already been preoccupied with this idea, which made him lose his guard.

  This flower was planted by Cheng Lingshu according to the method of "Tianxia Xiang" in her previous life, and its fragrance is like strong wine, intoxicating people without a trace. When Ouyang Ke was in Cheng Lingshu's tent, he had actually smelled a bit of this fragrance, but relying on his deep internal strength, this little wine power couldn't knock him down for the time being. If it weren't for his careless mind just now, tightly holding onto Cheng Lingshu without letting go, taking the flower fragrance that Cheng Lingshu deliberately took out from her handkerchief as a feminine scent, smelling it again and again without any guard, this "Tianxia Xiang" grown in the desert would not be weaker than its power in the previous life, and it really couldn't defeat this young master from Bai Tu Mountain.

  Three times, twice, he had been defeated by this young woman, and Ou Yang Ke's heart was still unwilling to accept it. At this moment, he couldn't hold back the surging intoxication. His eyelids grew heavier, his spirit, which had been propped up with great effort, gradually dissipated, his inner vigilance grew stronger, but his consciousness became increasingly uncontrollable and drifted further away...

  His heart was burning like a fire, but he only felt someone lightly touching his chest, and a faint whisper in his ear: "This 'fragrant wine' is like drinking strong liquor, but it won't harm your life, just get drunk for a moment..."

  Immediately followed by a whistle, the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground went from far to near, paused for a moment, and then gradually went away...

  The author has something to say: One with spiritual snake fist, a series of moves ~ one with fragrant wine and poisonous gas everywhere ~ So, who won in the end, Keke, when fighting against Ling Su? Wow! 【Head tilted】