20demayo Chapter 170 The Cunning Ice
Chapter 170 The Cunning Ice
"It's really a bit crowded, damn it, Yue-ge, don't push me!" Baili Pangpang was in front of Ling Yue, so in order to ensure his own breathing space, Ling Yue had no choice but to push Baili Pangpang forward toward Zhuai-ge.
"You fatso, you need to lose weight!" A pair of chubby hands were placed on Shen Qingzhu's shoulders, and Baili Pangpang's head was pressed tightly against Shen Qingzhu, with almost no gap between the two.
Seeing the disheveled state of the guests in front of them, Li Deyang and Chen Han felt a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, let's get to the point quickly. I don't recommend you go into the primeval forest behind us. It's fraught with danger, and I've heard that people have died there. It's really eerie." Li Deyang went to great lengths to lure everyone away.
"What!? That's great! We're just missing some photos of bizarre corpses." An Qingyu's eyes lit up when she heard about corpses, and she looked at Li Deyang excitedly, wanting him to say something more.
......
Just as everyone was trying to get some information from Li Deyang, Ling Yue and Ning Bing were experiencing a completely different scene.
Ningbing's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her breathing was a little rapid. Her chest was only a few centimeters away from Ling Yue's back. She didn't know where to put her hands, so they just hung down on the ground, and her eyes were unfocused.
Ling Yue, who was standing in front of Ning Bing, suddenly stiffened. Just now, he seemed to feel two soft mounds of flesh pressed against his back, but they separated as soon as they touched him, giving Ling Yue no time to savor the sensation.
Suddenly, two hands reached out from behind Ling Yue and gently wrapped around his waist.
Ling Yue looked surprised, and then he symbolically tried to push away the hand on his waist with one hand, but as expected, he was captured by two hands behind him, their fingers intertwined.
However, that was nothing compared to what Ling Yue found unsettling. Ning Bing had somehow learned a trick: she slowly flicked Ling Yue's palm with her fingers. Her warm, delicate fingers teased Ling Yue's palm, making him somewhat distracted.
However, considering the surrounding environment, Ling Yue did not stop her and could only silently endure it all.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ningbing became even bolder when she saw that Ling Yue did not object to her actions. She took a step forward, wrapped her arms tightly around Ling Yue, her long red hair clung to Ling Yue's broad back, and pressed her ear against Ling Yue's back, listening to his heartbeat.
Thump thump!!
Two soft, warm mounds pressed against Ling Yue's back through their thin clothes, and his heart began to race instantly. Just as Ling Yue was about to stop Ning Bing's absurd behavior, the chaotic conversation in front of him suddenly stopped.
"Brother Yue, why is your face so red?" Baili Pangpang asked in confusion as he turned around.
Ling Yue: ?
In an instant, Ling Yue's brain raced, and he quickly blurted out, "I'm hot, it's too hot here..." As he spoke, Ling Yue even unbuttoned his shirt in front of him, trying to make his lie more believable.
"But... Ningbing's face is so red too." At this moment, Baili Pangpang looked suspicious, but soon, he seemed to realize something, his eyes widened, and he looked at the two of them incredulously:
"Brother Yue, Ningbing, you guys!?" Seeing that Baili Pangpang was about to say something, Ling Yue quickly reached out and covered his mouth.
At this moment, the people in front of Ling Yue also realized what was happening.
"Brother Yue, what's wrong with you guys?" Shen Qingzhu looked at Ling Yue with a calm expression, puzzled.
"It's nothing, this fatso ate something bad and feels like throwing up." As he spoke, Ling Yue forcefully grabbed Baili Pangpang's mouth as he tried to say something.
As expected, Shen Qingzhu's eyes flashed with disdain upon hearing this, but she said nothing more and calmly stared at Ling Yue.
"You..." Just as Ling Yue was about to ask Shen Qingzhu what else she wanted to say, Lin Qiye, who was at the front, spoke up:
"Brother Yue, we're done talking, you can go now."
"Oh, right, right. Let's go." Realizing what was happening, Ling Yue immediately turned around, gently patted Ning Bing's head, and then led her out the door.
"Remember, never risk going into the forest!" Li Deyang repeated to everyone as they were leaving.
"Okay, Uncle Li. Don't worry." Lin Qiye patted his chest and assured him.
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"Damn it, are you trying to ruin my reputation?!" From the shadows, Ling Yue patted Ning Bing's hand, which had caused all that trouble, and scolded her.
Upon hearing this, Ningbing looked at Ling Yue with a wronged expression, without saying a word, but she still tried to hold Ling Yue's hand, hoping to gain his forgiveness.
Ningbing easily and quickly grasped Ling Yue's hand.
"I really can't do anything with you..." Faced with such icy coldness, Ling Yue quickly softened, but still threatened, "Don't do this again next time, or I'll spank you!" As he spoke, Ling Yue raised his other hand and swung it in the air.
Seeing this, Ningbing blushed again and quickly nodded, muttering softly, "I know, you won't dare to do it again next time..."
"My plan is like this, like this, and then like this... Okay, does anyone have any opinions?"
Ling Yue and Ning Bing walked over and saw Lin Qiye saying something inexplicable with a serious expression.
"I understand, I understand. As expected of Qi Ye, you're really smart!" Baili Pangpang nodded in agreement.
"Alright, let's set off then." Lin Qiye nodded slightly, and then led everyone to the front.
Based on Ling Yue and Ning Bing's strength, they were positioned at the rear of the group, responsible for facing sudden dangers and ambushes, while the others were responsible for guarding the left, right, and front sides.
"By the way, have you ever heard any ghost stories about the Xingan Mountains?" Just like in the original story, An Qingyu told the story of the paper dolls.
"Legend has it that long ago, there was a forest farm, and next to the forest farm was a gloomy ghost forest..." After An Qingyu's terrifying tone, even Ling Yue felt that the surrounding environment seemed to have become much more sinister.
"Later, the appearance of the missing person was exactly the same as that of the paper figure in the Ghost Forest!" After An Qingyu finished speaking, something seemed to be running back and forth in the forest, and a rustling sound came from the forest.
"Ahhh!!" Upon seeing this, Ningbing screamed and suddenly threw herself into Ling Yue's arms, trembling.
"Alright, don't be afraid. What are you afraid of, you're just a Sea Realm cultivator?" Ling Yue smiled slightly. He hadn't expected Ning Bing to be so timid, but he still gently patted Ning Bing's back to comfort her.
“Master, Master. Ningbing is scared…” However, Ling Yue’s comforting words seemed to have no effect at all. Ningbing’s body was still trembling slightly, her face buried in Ling Yue’s arms. But where Ling Yue couldn’t see, there was no fear on Ningbing’s face. She even smiled slyly.
"What is that!" Unlike Ning Bing's feigned fear, Bai Li Pangpang's face turned deathly pale. He took out golden Buddhist beads from his pocket and kept chanting Amitabha. Hearing the noise in the forest, his body trembled violently, and his fat face turned even paler.
On the other side, Lin Qiye stared ahead with a solemn expression, glancing at An Qingyu out of the corner of his eye.
"Holy crap, are you serious or not?" Shen Qingzhu looked at the forest as well and cursed.
"It's a true story, but I don't know if it's true or not," An Qingyu said, somewhat bewildered. He didn't know why there was a sudden commotion in the forest.
"Something's coming!" Cao Yuan's face hardened, and he was ready to draw his Night Watchman's longsword at his waist at any moment.