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Chapter 66 About First Kiss
Lu Jing picked up Song Lingyi
The brutal force frightened Song Lingyi so much that she almost cried out.

The black cloth covered her eyes, and her vision fell into darkness again. Lu Jing's breath was getting farther and farther away. Song Lingyi was like a headless fly, taking two steps forward anxiously, "Where are you going?" Her embroidered shoes seemed to step on the ground silently, and her skirt swayed slightly.

In the darkness, with her hands bound and unable to maintain her balance, she stumbled and fell forward, "Ah——"

The imagined cold ground and pain did not come, and I only felt my head buried in a warm and hard place.

……

Song Lingyi suddenly bumped into Lu Jing's arms, and the half of her face that was pressed against her chest muscles was a little painful. She thought that it wouldn't be obvious from his clothes, and Lu Jing was a good exerciser.

This weird and awkward movement lasted only two seconds. Song Lingyi stood up straight abruptly, her cheeks burning.

Hot and humid dark room

Song Lingyi, with her eyes covered by a black cloth, looked like a fresh lychee waiting to be peeled. Lu Jing stared at her without blinking, and was silent for a moment.

The charcoal fire popped in the stove with a slight sound, and Lu Jing's gaze slowly slid to the rosy red lips. Suddenly he moved, took off the demon mask, lowered his head and moved closer.

The world seemed to be still, and Song Lingyi seemed to have lost her five senses. She could feel nothing except the touch of her lips.

The eyes under the black cloth suddenly widened, unbelievable, but unable to refuse

Lu Jing opened his eyes slightly and looked at the girl who was so close to him. He suddenly raised his hands to hold Song Lingyi's waist, took a step closer, and deepened the kiss.
Diamond-shaped lips, suitable thickness, just the right shade

The world seemed to come alive again, and all sorts of troubles swept through the dark room, disturbing her heart.

Song Lingyi had never touched the hand of a man in her past and present lives, from childhood to adulthood. She had never been kissed like this before. She was so embarrassed that her fingers curled up. Her body was shaking, her eyelashes were trembling, and her feet could hardly stand.

"Hmm..." She didn't know if it was because she was bitten or what, but she let out a moan, unable to bear it.

Lu Jing wanted to kiss her more deeply, but after seeing the tears in her eyes under the black cloth, he restrained himself and stopped.

He panted softly, lowered his eyes and looked at her, his tone ambiguous: "Miss Song, aren't you tough? Do you know that there are more ways to teach a girl a lesson than just torture?"

Song Lingyi's ears were already red, and she felt like she was burning with shame.

This damn duck actually kissed her? !
He shouted in shame and anger: "Don't touch me with your dirty mouth!"

boom--

The head slammed into his chin
"Hiss——" Lu Jing covered his chin and took two steps back. The originally ambiguous atmosphere disappeared.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the dark room, and the silent shadow outside the door shouted with full force: "Master, someone broke into the manor!"

Lu Jing glanced at Song Lingyi who was retreating further and further away, and shouted to the outside of the door: "Can't you even handle such a small matter?"

There was a sudden silence outside the door, no more sound

Lu Jing realized something was wrong, so he put on his mask again, grabbed Song Lingyi, and locked her to his side regardless of her struggles and resistance.

When the door of the dark room was opened, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, the courtyard was quiet and the whole village was silent. The figure who was talking just now was nowhere to be seen.

Who on earth could have eliminated the hidden blade in the village so quietly?

"I've heard that Dark Blade Moon Lord's martial arts are unparalleled in the world. I'd really like to see it for myself."

The sound is like the echo of an empty valley, ethereal and melodious

Lu Jing's eagle eyes immediately locked onto the eaves of the manor gate - the man was dressed in white, with fluttering sleeves, looking like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world.

"Ye Xu'an"

As the owner of the No. 1 brothel in Chang'an, Lu Jing had naturally heard of Master Ye's name. Song Lingyi listened attentively and heard him read the master's name. She called out in joy as if she had survived a disaster, "Master! Master! My disciple is here! Save me!"

Lu Jing grabbed her bound hands tightly, his eyes slightly curved, and a fierce anger filled his eyes, "I am really surprised that Master Ye has come to visit."

"You are welcome"

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, and used his internal strength to throw the folding fan in his hand towards Lu Jing's face.

Lu Jing pulled the person in his hand back, and the whole person rushed towards Ye Xuan'an like an arrow. The folding fan was shattered into pieces before it got any closer.

In an instant, Ye Xuan also moved!

He drew the soft sword from his waist and rushed out like lightning.

He flashed in front of Lu Jing and slashed the sword towards Lu Jing's waist and abdomen.

Lu Jing reacted very quickly and instantly distanced himself from him by several meters.
but
He retreated quickly, but Ye Xuan’s attack speed was even faster!
Just as he calmed himself down, a flash of white lightning flew towards him. When he looked up, the soft sword was already hanging above his head!

clang--!
The soft sword split a three-foot crack in the bluestone floor.

Lu Jing spun around to avoid it, then shot out an arrow from his sleeve. The hidden weapon collided with the sword, creating a dazzling spark!

He was breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his forehead. It was said that the power of Daliang's national master was unfathomable. Today, I saw that his reputation was well-deserved.

The empty courtyard was covered in dust. With just two moves, Ye Xuan not only forced Lu Jing back, but also untied the restraints on Song Lingyi's hands.

Song Lingyi couldn't wait to take off the black cloth covering her eyes. Seeing the master beside her, she was very excited: "Master!"

Ye Xu'an didn't have time to play the master-disciple relationship with Song Lingyi, and said to Lu Jing: "I should have won this round, does the Moon Lord want to make another move?"

There were hurried footsteps in the courtyard, and in a moment, Jiying and his men surrounded them. When Ye Xu'an came just now, he only pressed acupoints or knocked out the people in the manor, but he didn't expect that these people would wake up so quickly.

The situation is not good...

Song Lingyi hid behind her master, tightly grasping the corner of Ye Xu'an's clothes, "Master, are you sure you can beat ten of them alone?"

Ye Xu'an remained calm in the face of danger, glanced at her with an unclear smile on his face, "Master is old, it is better for one to die than for both to die, what do you think, good disciple?"

"...Master, I think you are still strong and capable, and you can still fight. Don't give up easily!"

Lu Jing smiled disdainfully, "Master Ye and Miss Song have a deep relationship as master and disciple. Now that you are here, don't be in a hurry to leave."

The other party is ready to make a move
At the critical moment, a whistle sounded outside the village.

Hearing the voice, Lu Jing raised his hand to signal An Blade to stop the action. He waited for a moment before saying, "Master Ye can go, just leave the people behind." He slowly raised his eyelids and swept his emotionless gaze over Song Lingyi.

Like a lamb to the slaughter

...Song Lingyi shuddered at his stare.

Dead duck, wishful thinking

She glared at Lu Jing and tugged at Ye Xuan's sleeve: "Master, please don't... I am your only disciple——"

Before I could finish my words, the sleeves I was holding in my hand slipped away like quicksand.
A breeze blew by

When he looked up again, Ye Xuan was already standing on the high wall, with an upright posture, as unrestrained as ever, and he said righteously: "Disciple, Zhen Zhimingyi, your master will go first."

(End of this chapter)