Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 604: Outdoors, Blossoming by the Fireside

Yuexi closed her eyes and rested leisurely, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.

But her blushing face now clearly revealed her inner turmoil.

——It shouldn’t be like this.

Listening to the noise coming from the secret room, she clenched her teeth secretly, feeling it was unbelievable.

When he was possessed by Xiao Rui, he had witnessed with his own eyes the scenes of that boy getting entangled with women, and he was able to remain calm in spite of it.

Even when I was held naked in his arms, I had never felt so shaken.

But now my heart is beating so fast.

Could it be related to this physical body again?

Yuexi silently pressed her pounding heart, becoming more and more conflicted and almost want to get up and leave.

But thinking that it was a critical moment in the secret room, I couldn't leave without permission. If something unexpected happened, I would have to help.
Thinking of this, Yuexi could only sit still with a red face, pretending to be calm.

"woo"

However, the female voice in the secret room became increasingly gentle and high-pitched, and it lasted for a long time in the courtyard.

Tan Xiang pursed her lips, pressed her beautiful white silk legs under her skirt closer and closer, stroked her hair and sighed softly.

My husband's injuries had just improved today and he was completely exhausted, so how could Madam Qiu be tormented like this?

Could it be that Mrs. Qiu is helping her husband? But judging from the noise she makes, it doesn't seem like it.

Tan Xiang quickly shook her head, putting aside all the distracting thoughts in her mind, and stopped thinking about it. She was just thankful that there was no one around the sect master's courtyard, and she did not scare Mrs. Qiu's female disciples.

only.
She glanced at Yuexi's back again.

The petite girl didn't say a word, and leaned back with her eyes closed as if she was dozing off. But her slightly trembling body showed that she was clearly not at peace.

Tan Xiang raised her lips slightly, and a sense of curiosity suddenly emerged in her heart. I wonder how long Madam Yue can hold on.
At the same time, in the secret room.

A faint fragrance lingers around, and a warm feeling permeates the air.

The billowing fire in the furnace became more fierce under the stimulation of the mysterious skill, and the flames were surging.

In the bright firelight, two figures were reflected closely.

"Uh-huh. Huh."

Qiu Buhuan's clothes were half undressed now, his fair body was stained with sweat, his hair was loose, and his red lips were tightly pursed to hold a few strands of messy hair.

The young woman's eyes were dazed and her hands were resting on both sides of the forging platform. She seemed to be so tired that she could hardly stand.

"You should take a break."

She gently stroked her waist with her palm, turned her head and said softly: "You have just recovered from your injury, don't disturb the wound."

Yang Shifei hugged the young woman's waist tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Sister Buhuan, do you still remember the feeling just now?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Buhuan's body trembled, and her already rosy face turned even redder with shame, and even a trace of heat rose from her body.

“How could I forget?”

Thinking of the trance-like feeling in her mind as if all her consciousness had been swallowed up when the two of them were practicing just now, she felt her heart beating wildly.

That feeling was like being drowned in endless darkness and chaos. Only the familiar, warm and broad chest behind her could bring her a sense of security.

"Sister Buhuan, don't let your imagination run wild." Yang Shifei ruffled her wet hair and said with a helpless smile, "I'm still doing my work now."

Qiu Buhuan was immediately ashamed and said softly, "Of course I know."

She quickly calmed her mind, silently feeling the strange power flowing into her body, and tried to merge it into her Dantian soul.

Although she has not entered the realm of death like Xian'er and Shangniang, after many times of dual cultivation, the immortal pattern has been condensed. Now the power of the star core fills in the gaps.
After thinking for a while, Qiu Buhuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and strange patterns suddenly appeared on his palms.

She felt the power of the star core flowing in her palm, and she made up her mind, and quickly grasped the knife and sword on the forging table. During the double cultivation, they had already returned to their original form and waited for reforging, and now she could finally give it her best try!
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The secret room fell into silence, and the sounds of breathing and heartbeats could be clearly heard.

Qiu Buhuan's heart was as calm as still water, and the chaotic darkness in his mind suddenly blossomed like the sun after the clouds had been cleared, leaving lines on the sword in an instant.

As the profound skill was activated, invisible waves caused the magic knife and Shuili to tremble involuntarily, emitting bursts of light sounds.

Qiu Buhuan flipped his palms, and a jade bone forging hammer mixed with yin and yang energies and the power of star cores condensed in his palms.

The next moment, she suddenly brought down the hammer and struck twice. The billowing fire instantly turned into a chaotic black color and surged in the secret room.

While being in the heat wave, Yang Shifei endured the burning pain as the flames swept through his body and used his arms to block the flames.

"Sister Buhuan, you..."

He was about to ask, but he saw his face suddenly turn pale, and his heart trembled: "What's wrong?!"

Qiu Buhuan's arms trembled slightly, his breathing became a little rapid, and he said: "It's not enough."

"What's not enough?!"

"My cultivation is not enough, and my understanding of the power of the star core is too shallow. I have not been able to successfully forge them again."

Qiu Buhuan gritted his teeth, his hair flying in the hot wind, and said in a trembling voice: "I can only land one hammer, which is far from enough."

Yang Shifei's forehead was covered with sweat, and his mind raced. He suddenly grabbed her waist again. "Don't panic, I can still help you!"

"How can you help me?"

Qiu Buhuan staggered and tilted his body.

Along with the scorching heat all around, a wave of soul-stirring heat surged into her heart, causing her mind and consciousness to ripple.

But feeling the passive flow of energy in her body, she soon realized that Yang was helping her, but...
"How can we forge weapons like this?"

Qiu Buhuan spoke intermittently, with a tone that sounded like she was complaining, crying or laughing, and her delicate and plump figure swayed gracefully as if she was dancing.

But having said that, she still bit her lower lip and gradually regained her balance, finding the right moment to drop the hammer while swaying.

--clang!

Qiu Buhuan was held by his slender waist and his feet were off the ground, and the two hammers in his hands fell simultaneously on the forging platform, splashing a burst of hot sparks again.

The magic knife and Shuili seemed to have also obtained the fusion of these two forces, and then burst out with mysterious spiritual light, cries of joy, and a hint of shyness mixed in.

Although their consciousness is a little fuzzy now, they can still feel the heat from the hammer entering their bodies, which comes from their masters.

Dang, Dang, Dang——

The crisp sounds of forging weapons echoed endlessly in the secret room.

There were also some strange noises mixed in between the roaring flames, and vaguely one could see figures dancing and radiating light in the sea of ​​fire.

Until the door of the secret room was suddenly pushed open, Luo Xian'er rushed in with an anxious look on her face.

"This is."

She blocked the dark flames that were coming towards her, her eyes changing constantly. She heard Jasmine's message, saying that her husband and the others needed her to work together to reshape the magic knife and Shuili, but now.
With her mind racing, Luo Xian'er was about to rush into the sea of ​​fire to see what was going on, but a big hand suddenly broke through the wall of fire and grabbed her wrist.

"Eh?"

Luo Xian'er was stunned, and before she could react, she was dragged in.

"Husband?! What are you doing?"

Tan Xiang stood outside the secret room and silently closed the door again.

Even though she had a cold personality, she couldn't help but blush and sighed softly.

How can there be such a method of forging weapons? It's amazing that my husband and Mrs. Qiu could come up with it.
(End of this chapter)