Chapter 391: 216, Mo Xianxian! The situation is critical!
Chapter 391: 216, Mo Xianxian! The situation is critical!
Silver-white moonlight draped across the mortal world, covering the bodies of the young man and woman.
Atop eyes that resembled ancient mirrors, a thin layer of mist appeared.
“Look, Mr. Xu, I know your concerns, you’re really worried about Tian Liuli, right? You want to tame her.”
Mo Xianxian smiled faintly, her plain hand gently caressing his cheek, her tone gentle, her eyes full of deep affection.
“That’s why you’re unwilling to join the Holy Sect, but, if…”
If what?
“If I help you remove this concern, won’t you no longer need to worry about this problem? What do you think?”
She bit his earlobe gently, a moist tingling sensation spreading down from his ear.
“Not so great?”
Xu Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, his gaze sparkling.
“Oh?”
Mo Xianxian looked up, slightly surprised.
Facing her gentle caress, he responded in kind yet with an underlying violence.
“What you call helping me to remove my concerns is really about provoking her, isn’t it?”
Xu Yuan raised his eyes, pupils swirling with unusual colors of spiritual power.
“Otherwise, for a so-called hidden danger, once you trigger it, there’s no longer a hidden danger, is there?”
Mo Xianxian smiled sweetly, “If Mr. Xu finds this idea unacceptable, there’s another notion I have, do you want to hear it?”
Facing his sudden outburst, she didn’t seem the least bit taken aback.
“I’m not interested.”
Xu Yuan said coldly.
“Instead of resolving the problem, why not resolve the person who poses the problem? Wouldn’t that work?”
Mo Xianxian lay on the ground, allowing his hand to clutch her neck, her gaze blurred, tenderly affectionate.
Just as she herself said, whether it be his indifference or his ruthlessness, she wouldn’t mind at all.
She would accept all of him, completely.
“!”
Xu Yuan, gripping her snowy and delicate neck, felt a considerable headache.
“Let her go.”
He spoke in a deep voice.
“You know very well that she should have nothing to do with our affairs.”
“Cough cough cough, is that so?”
Mo Xianxian’s exquisitely beautiful face turned slowly red, breathing with difficulty.
But she did not care, for cultivators no longer needed to breathe, and even if she were at death’s door, she could forcefully pull herself back.
She suddenly gripped his hand tightly, her own hands clenching with force.
Her face revealed a sickly, obsessed smile.
“!”
In an instant, an unusual blush spread across her face, her snow-white back arched like a cooked shrimp, her whole body shaking violently to an extreme degree.
“…”
A surging momentum suddenly stalled.
Xu Yuan reluctantly let go of the hand that held her.
Damn, facing such a death-obsessed woman, there really was no way out.
You couldn’t beat her or scold her; either would only be taken as a reward, and ignoring her would only lead her to make trouble until you were forced to acknowledge her presence.
What was he to do?
Unless he truly had the resolve and ability to kill her.
Though Mo Xianxian spoke plausibly, if she were to truly face his killing intent, she would certainly not submit without a fight.
“Cough cough cough!”
Mo Xianxian coughed forcefully a few times, taking deep breaths, yet the expression on her face was one of complete satisfaction.
“Hey, Mr. Xu, can we do it again? I accepted all of your loathing, you know. Just now, you filled me up so completely.”
Xu Yuan glanced at her coldly, “What exactly do you want?”
“Haven’t I already told you?”
As if she couldn’t see the disdain on his face, her snow-white arms looped around his neck, her smile blooming like flowers, “I want to give all of myself to Mr. Xu, and I want to possess all of you, as well.”
“I agreed to you, but…”
“But what?”
She didn’t seem surprised by his response. Perhaps it was more accurate to say that.
She didn’t mind his response at all.
Because regardless of the answer, it would satisfy her requirement.
Regardless of the answer, she would not be content.
Because regardless of the answer, it would not affect what she intended to do next.
“But, I need time.”
Xu Yuan’s eyelids drooped slightly, trying hard not to look at her.
For some reason, he always felt that the current Mo Xianxian emanated an unusual allure. Her every frown and smile magnified in his heart, and the faint fragrance at her nose became increasingly intense.
“Time, huh.”
Mo Xianxian smiled faintly, then let out a small sigh.
“What’s wrong?”
Xu Yuan asked.
He urgently needed a topic to shift his focus because he felt he was about to look up at her.
“Do you know how long I’ve had to wait?”
Her voice floated by his ear like smoke, tickling his heart as if it were catkins.
“How long?”
Xu Yuan asked subconsciously.
“A hundred thousand years? Two hundred thousand years? Well, certainly not that long.”
Her slender, fair hand, like an eel, slipped into his chest.
“But it’s been too long, so long that in my memory, it feels as ancient as a hundred thousand years, two hundred thousand years.”
“So, I don’t want to wait any longer, and I won’t wait any longer. Happiness should be seized with one’s own hands, shouldn’t it?”
She clasped her hands gently together.
After she finished speaking, Xu Yuan couldn’t help but sharply inhale a breath of cold air.
What she held was not her happiness, but his life.
“Miss Qianxian, there’s no need for drastic measures.”
Xu Yuan’s eyebrows twitched slightly, squeezing out a smile.
“No need for drastic measures?”
Mo Xianxian’s eyes curved, “Saying it now, I also feel it’s not out of the question.”
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