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But since they were just two children, while they weren't expected to stand up and dance like fairies, they couldn't actually kneel indefinitely either. So, under the spread-out skirts, there was a hole where the two little girls actually sat, secured with leather straps for added safety. The reason they appeared to be kneeling was simply because the two little girls were taller than they appeared from the outside, and the skirts were gathered just below their chests before spreading outwards.
This makes them look much younger than their actual age.
With clever design, others couldn't tell that they were sitting inside the arranged holes; they thought they were kneeling beside the lotus platform. At this moment, the two girls, carrying flower baskets, stared wide-eyed.
They saw the fairy sister's legs being spread apart by the demon, her skirt being flipped up, her two feet being forced up and placed on the demon's shoulders, her pointed and round buttocks sticking up and being pressed down by the demon.
The fairy blushed!
The Zheng brothers had initially assumed Cen Yao was stronger, but they were stunned to find her tackled in a single move. "Ah!" Cen Yao cried out in a mix of anger and panic, struggling to free herself from the demonic creature on the vehicle.
Master Cheng quickly shouted from below, "Stop hitting it! Stop hitting it!" The float was of good quality, so there wasn't much worry about it getting damaged.
His main concern was that someone might get hurt; at this point, it would be troublesome if either the "fairy" or the demon were injured. However...
I don't know how the two people on the lotus platform fought. Suddenly.
The demon continued to suppress the fairy.
The people below were obscured by the lotus petals and could no longer see the fairy.
All they could see were the demon and the fairy's two raised legs.
The key point is that the fairy's legs are spread apart and placed in front of the demon's shoulders, with her heels facing outwards. Wouldn't that mean the fairy's face is being pressed down?
The people in this world have not learned Arabic numerals, do not know the numbers 6 and 9, and naturally do not know the so-called 69-style.
But they could still understand the gesture. The two girls tilted their faces curiously.
They were still young and didn't understand the romance of the poses, yet they still felt the fairy was blushing. Cen Yao was both embarrassed and angry; she didn't even know how she had ended up fighting with him like this.
Her face was pressed against his waist by this scoundrel, and even through his trousers, her tightly closed cherry-like lips could feel something. Fu Hai actually felt a little sorry for her.
He didn't intentionally pose like that; it all happened naturally, and the skill in using it was entirely due to his own intention.
On the other hand, it felt kind of good. It wasn't that the position was good, but rather that I was finally getting my revenge for the time I fought this girl in public in a private room and lost.
Cen Yao, being a virgin, blushed deeply but dared not open her mouth. She felt that if she opened her mouth, something would be shoved into his pants, leaving her only able to struggle and try to push him away.
After a quick struggle, she lay face down in the flower cart, with Fu Hai straddling her buttocks and holding her hands behind her back.
Master Cheng sighed from below the carriage and gently advised, "Young man, stop hitting her! If you keep fighting, she'll have no choice but to marry you." Everyone burst into laughter.
Cen Yao cried out in embarrassment, "Let me go!"
Fu Hai had no intention of marrying the girl, so he released her and jumped back into the front car.
He had already reached the eighth realm. Although he hadn't practiced the Flying Star Steps for long, it was a relatively formidable lightness technique among eighth-grade martial arts. With this leap, he moved like a shooting star, and despite wearing a rather heavy "demon" skin, he was exceptionally agile.
Upon reaching the front carriage, it rolled on the spot, then suddenly leaped up, grabbing the monster's head with both hands and wildly waving it around, its tail flying and stomping, all vividly lifelike. Behind it, the fairy, embarrassed and ashamed, desperately pulled at her skirt, sitting up with disheveled hair, tears welling in her eyes, her skirt askew, looking utterly wronged.
Those in the know would say it's a fairy exorcising a demon, but those who don't would think it's a scene of a demon humiliating a fairy. "You bastard!" Cen Yao screamed, turned around and jumped off the car, clutching her skirt as she ran away quickly.
She really wanted to cover her mouth, even though it was through that bastard's pants, she still felt like her mouth was being sullied.
The young man, however, manipulated the demons, sometimes appearing as a crouching tiger or a coiled dragon, sometimes as a dragon wagging its tail, no longer hiding from her.
At the same time, in the distance, Mount Yucheng.
Li Xianrui, lying on the couch, turned over and covered her not-so-full breasts. "It's...it's a little uncomfortable here."
After fiddling with it for a while, she wanted to throw the book away, but she was just too curious about what would happen next.
She placed the book beside her, tossed and turned for a while, but couldn't resist picking it up again and continuing to read.
I need to get through this part of the story, otherwise I'll keep thinking about it... and this part too... Wait, which one does this damn protagonist actually like? I need to watch a little longer...
Chapter 89 Li Xianrui's Dao Heart Loses
No...no, I can't look at it anymore.
If I keep looking, I won't be able to concentrate on my secluded cultivation.
Li Xianrui grabbed Ruo Ruo's copy of "The Young Hero's Adventures," covering the area slightly below Ruo Ruo's breasts. After a while, she couldn't resist lying down and continuing to read.
Xiaoyu came in and saw that she was still reading, so she asked, "Miss, would you like the servants to prepare some food for you?" "No, no need... I don't want to eat yet." Li Xianrui felt that even if she did eat, she wouldn't be able to eat anything.
Xiaoyu glanced at the girl with a puzzled look, but didn't think much of it and went back out. Li Xianrui took a deep breath and breathed steadily.
She decided to keep reading... I refuse to believe that a mere novel could really disturb my Dao heart.
At this moment, even if I don't watch it, I'll still be thinking about the unfinished story, so I might as well keep watching.
After all, it's just a popular novel, so I imagine the author will eventually give everyone a happy and fulfilling ending. Look, the recommendation on this page already says so.
"A truly exceptional book that I would definitely recommend to others after reading it!" If it weren't for the happy ending, who would recommend it to anyone else?
It seems likely that both Touma and Setsuna will eventually marry one of them, leaving the other with a beautiful woman on each side.
Li Xianrui, a self-proclaimed beauty and talented woman, actually looked down on men who had multiple wives and concubines and fell in love with every woman they met, but she has read this book so far.
She always felt that both female warriors were so wonderful, so resilient, so lifelike, that it wouldn't matter if the protagonist married them both.
Besides, the young hero in the book did many good deeds, always upholding justice without seeking recognition, and always managing to retire gracefully after achieving his goal. Such a good person deserves a perfect ending with two women on either side of him.
Although she couldn't stand men who were philanderers and fickle, she found it acceptable that the young hero in this book was with two heroines.
By this time, Li Xianrui had read most of the book.
Holding the rolled-up book, she imagined the beautiful ending of the story, where the young hero led two heroines on their adventures in the martial world, and a slight smile appeared on her face.
My stomach, which felt like it was rolled up like a book, has gotten much better. Let's continue reading.
The sky outside the window had darkened considerably. Xiaoyu entered the room and saw that the young lady had a peaceful expression and was simply turning the pages one by one, seemingly reluctant to put the book down.
So he lit the candle for the girl, placed a luminous pearl by the bedside, and then quietly withdrew. The beautiful woman on the bed slowly furrowed her brow again.
He turned over, facing away from the outside of the bed, and continued to watch by the light of the luminous pearl.
She turned over again, facing outwards from the tatami mat, so that the candlelight from the table above the tatami mat shone on her face.
A hand gradually covered her chest again; not only was her stomach churning, but her heart was pounding.
And so, she waited until she turned the last page. *Snap!*
The book "The Young Hero's Adventures" fell from the headboard and landed on the floor. She faced the ceiling, looking utterly dejected.
"Girl!" Xiaoyu came to the door and said softly, "It's time for your scheduled seclusion and cultivation."
Li Xianrui rose expressionlessly, and with the help of her maid, changed into the flowing fairy dress she usually wore when practicing martial arts. She left her bedroom and went to her private training room.
Yucheng Mountain is a prestigious sect with many outer disciples who also serve as servants and laborers.
As the senior disciple of the inner sect and a renowned talented woman, although she had just arrived, the surroundings were already properly arranged, with incense burners burning brightly, lights shining brightly, and colorful curtains fluttering in the breeze.
Pure and natural.
The outer disciples who were serving her didn't dare disturb their senior sister and had already left. Only Xiaoyu remained, quietly waiting outside the pavilion.
The pavilion doors were tightly shut, all was quiet, a new moon hung in the sky, and the stars shone brightly.
Xiaoyu knew that the young lady would not come out until dawn the next day after she went into seclusion, so she was quite at ease staying here.
She was naturally very confident about her daughter's breakthrough in cultivation. Everyone in the entire Jade City Mountain knew that her daughter never boasted.
After tonight, her daughter will surely shock Jade City Mountain once again. So young, yet she has already advanced to the middle rank; her future is limitless. Before they knew it, it was already late at night.
Xiaoyu was dozing off outside when she heard a scream: "I'm so angry!" She flipped over and fell to the ground.
I scrambled to my feet in a flustered manner, and even thought I was dreaming.
Upon realizing it was indeed the girl who had made the sound, he hurriedly grabbed his lantern and rushed towards the training pavilion. But when he reached the pavilion's entrance, he heard a sound...
Xiaoyu held a lantern and shone it through the doorway, but she didn't see her young mistress. The door opened from the inside, but no one was there. Could it be haunted?
Just as she was wondering what was going on, a hand suddenly grabbed her foot, startling her so much that she screamed.
Then she realized that her young mistress had fallen to the ground, her hand reaching out from behind the threshold. "Miss!" Xiaoyu exclaimed in alarm, hurriedly helping her up. "What happened to you?"
Li Xianrui sat on the ground, clutching her chest, panting, "I...I...I have a stomachache." "I'll go get someone!" Xiaoyu picked up a lantern and ran outside.
"No, no need!" Li Xianrui's face was ashen. "I, I failed to break through. You, you don't need to call anyone."
Xiaoyu was filled with regret. She knew that the girl had always been very competitive. Now that the whole of Yucheng Mountain knew that she was about to break through, but she failed, she couldn't help but feel ashamed to face anyone.
"Girl, don't take it to heart, go and rest first." She helped her young lady walk outside.
After much difficulty, they helped the girl back to her room. She immediately spotted the book on the bed and let out another scream. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, she grabbed the sword on the table: "I'm going to Anjun to find a superior."
Xiaoyu, unaware of what was happening, hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Miss, what are you going to do with a sword in the middle of the night..."
"I'm going to ask Madam Langyue of Baoshuzhai," Li Xianrui said through gritted teeth. "Who wrote this book? Why won't Xuecai and Dongma accept it? Why... I'm so angry!"
Xiaoyu tilted her head: "Huh?"
"Damn it! Damn it!" Li Xianrui drew her sword and slashed wildly. "No matter who the author is, I will kill him. How dare he write such a thing and disturb my Dao heart! I... I will never let him go!"
With a thud, he plopped down on the ground again, looking a bit like he'd gone mad.
"Girl, calm down!" Xiaoyu was also flustered. "It's just a novel, girl, don't take it to heart."
Li Xianrui was so angry that her eyebrows stood on end, and an inexplicable fire rose in her heart that she simply couldn't suppress. No matter what she did, she couldn't let go of this thought.
Meanwhile, five hundred miles to the southeast, in the still of the night, a young man who had practiced all afternoon lay on his bed, singing softly.
Suddenly, a "ding" sounded in my ear. I clicked on the system icon...
Chapter 90 Hello, Junior Sister!
[The host has successfully prevented Li Xianrui, the senior disciple of the Painting Immortal Pavilion on Jade City Mountain, from breaking through her cultivation, disrupting her Dao heart, damaging her foundation, and causing the future decline of the Dao and the rise of demons in the martial arts world.]
Congratulations!
[You've been awarded 600 points! Please keep up the good work, eliminate the righteous path, and spread evil throughout the world.] Fu Hai scratched his head.
Who is Xianrui this season?
No, I was sleeping soundly here. What did I do? Fu Hai sat up, scratching his head, feeling completely bewildered.
Jade City Mountain? Jade City Mountain seems to be a well-known sect in the martial arts world. It would not be an exaggeration to say that its fame is a hundred times greater than that of Little Cangshan Mountain.