"Seven Kills" Chapter 5 (1)
Shangguan Yi's mind raced, and the battles he had experienced before flashed back in his mind like slides. If I were the snake, striking the cave that lured the snake into the cave, where would the cave entrance be that demoness made? Had I missed some key point? What is it? ………………………………… The noise behind the boulder was truly shocking to Ye Banming and his group. Human power could actually shake the earth and mountains. Scenes usually found in chivalrous and wild monster novels were now in front of them, and the group felt as if they were dreaming. Huang Sanyue had grown worldly and worldly, having followed the master for many years and seen the world well. But today, he found himself unable to stay calm either. Fear, like a spark burning wild grass, gradually turned into a wildfire. The ground, mixed with stones and dirt, occasionally kicked up flying dust. Huang San had no choice but to take out a delicate cloth handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, while the young master was protected in his arms at midnight. In contrast, the other three, compared to danger, were now indifferent to each other's suspicions. After all, a fight of pride was not as important as a life. The purple-robed guard had disliked Chen Shayan, who led the way, not only because of his disdain for his vulgar attitude, but also out of professional vigilance! He simply couldn't understand how he couldn't see through the real and illusionary inside a young man. Martial cultivators' energy sinks into their dantian, and the density of true qi directly reflects their combat strength. The first time the purple-robed guard tested Chen Shayan, his intent only reached his chest before it could not penetrate even a little, as if protected by a spiritual artifact. This unpredictable factor lurked like a fish bone throughout the journey, keeping him constantly vigilant. ………………………………… Behind the giant rock, at a disadvantage, Han Mengyao's naked body swayed like a slender willow, her feet twitching as if playing in water. If you didn't know her identity, others would only say she was stunningly beautiful, a mortal beauty, and cultivators were mortals, with emotions and desires sometimes even more intense than ordinary people. Therefore, Shangguan Yi did not remain calm from beginning to end; it was only through the Qingshan Sect's calming technique "Spring Rain Mianming" that he managed to restrain the fire of desire in his chest. The women of the Hehuan Sect are naturally unruly, and this is well known in the martial world.
