Chapter 117: A Short Separation Makes You Happy
Chapter 117: A Short Separation Makes You Happy (Subscribe)
After a long separation, just a hug is enough to make people intoxicated. With fine clothes and a beautiful woman in his arms, Lu Chengfeng felt unprecedented joy.
He walked around Sanxian Mountain as Jun Yanluo, surrounded by beauties while walking, sitting and lying, but he did not feel any enjoyment.
At the foot of Yulong Mountain, on the banks of Sanchuan River, as Zhao Tianyou, he single-handedly defeated an army of 8,000 and killed Li Xiaotian, becoming famous all over the world, but he did not feel happy.
But at this moment, holding his wife in his arms and riding the horse desperately, he felt the long-lost relaxation and joy.
Dominating the martial arts world, becoming famous, and achieving great achievements were not what he wanted. If possible, he would rather be surrounded by wives and concubines, have many children, and be a dissolute and pleasure-seeking rich man.
After the initial excitement and ecstasy, because the two of them were tightly pressed together, Lu Chengfeng could clearly feel and experience Luo Suyi's firm and soft buttocks.
He unknowingly...
"Su Yi!"
Luo Suyi is not a virgin anymore. When she is with her man, she has experienced all kinds of things. What's more, they are reunited after a long separation, so she can't help but think about it.
Her body softened, and she leaned completely into the man's arms, "Husband..."
Lu Chengfeng's eyes were slightly red, and he let the horse run freely, galloping quickly into the sparsely populated wilderness.
When they reached a desolate wilderness where no one could be seen, he removed the obstacles between them and turned them around, so that they hugged each other face to face...
I don't know when the two of them got off their horses and walked around in the wilderness, under the boulders and trees...
In the end, Luo Suyi no longer had any strength left in her body, and was held in Lu Chengfeng's arms like a puddle of mud.
Lu Chengfeng still felt a little unsatisfied, but he also knew that she could hardly bear it.
It was already midnight, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the evening breeze blew away the heat of the day.
Lu Chengfeng held Luo Suyi in his arms, rode on a horse, and slowly walked towards Yulong Mountain.
……
At this time, there was more than one person on Yulong Mountain scolding him.
Qiu Tong and Die'er had settled down and were resting in the room that Lu Chengfeng had prepared in advance.
Both of them were ordinary people without any martial arts skills. They were very tired after the long journey, but even though it was already late at night, neither of them went to bed.
Qiu Tong lay on the somewhat unfamiliar bed, unable to fall asleep.
She didn't make any sound, but in the room next to her, which was only separated by a screen, Die'er knew that her wife must not have fallen asleep yet.
In the dark and silent room, one could even hear breathing clearly. Die'er wanted to say something, but was afraid of saying the wrong thing and making her wife even more sad.
She thought to herself that the master really liked his mistress and doted on her very much, and she was really afraid that she would be wronged.
They hadn't seen each other for several months, but he came to greet her from afar from dozens of miles away. When he saw her crying, he didn't care about shocking her and just carried her away.
If it weren't for her wife, she would probably be envious too, right?
But what should the lady do?
She must be very sad!
We are both women, but the lady is so missed and pampered, while I have to stay alone in the empty room, feeling sad. No one would be happy about that.
She held it in for a long time, and suddenly said, "Madam, the master is very good to you." She didn't say the rest of the sentence.
But not as good as Madam...
Qiu Tong's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly clenched her right hand tightly. She has always been a tough and indifferent woman. She has been a widow in Houdefang for twenty years. She has met many men, but has never been moved.
But for some reason, she now felt an indescribable bitterness and a tingling feeling... of jealousy!
For the first time, she felt so clearly that she was jealous, and so intensely.
She is jealous of Luo Suyi!
It's not because of her looks, her figure, her talent, or her martial arts skills...
Just because, that man cared about her so much.
When I think about the man who rode his horse for more than thirty miles to pick up Luo Suyi from afar today.
When he thought about the meeting, he could hardly conceal the excitement and joy in his voice.
When I think of his words 'I'm here to pick you up'...
Qiu Tong couldn't help but feel a little pain in her heart. They were clearly both sitting in the carriage and they were clearly both his women, but at that time, he only had eyes for her.
This feeling is really uncomfortable!
Qiu Tong would even occasionally have some vicious thoughts and want to curse that woman.
But in the end, I only felt deeply powerless!
She kept comforting herself that Lu Chengfeng had been very good to her when they were in the mountains. He was gentle, considerate, and caring. He also understood her heart and was humorous when they talked. He made her fall in love with him on the bed.
Not to mention being a concubine, even if it was the main wife, how many could be as happy as she was...
However, when Dier heard what she said, she felt even more embarrassed and bitter.
Yes, she is really nice to me, but not as good as Luo Suyi!
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes slightly to prevent her grievances and tears from flowing out. She was not like Luo Suyi, who had someone to hold her and comfort her when she cried!
……
At the same time, in a forest on Yulong Mountain, Du Mengyan was practicing sword skills frantically, and even she herself could not tell what she was thinking.
When she heard that Lu Chengfeng rode his horse for more than thirty miles to pick up his wives and concubines, she couldn't help feeling annoyed.
But she had no choice, and couldn't even show the slightest emotion, because many disciples from the sect would arrive next, bringing with them a large amount of supplies.
There are too many things for her to worry about and arrange.
When the person arranged by the master finally arrived, Du Mengyan wanted to meet Lu Chengfeng's wife for some unknown reason. She wanted to see what kind of woman she was that made him so obsessed.
But in the end, she only met Lu Chengfeng's concubine.
The woman was indeed very beautiful, with a good temperament and a slim figure. Du Mengyan even subconsciously judged that the woman was a beautiful woman who would fascinate men in bed.
When she thought of this, her face felt like it was on fire. She didn't know why she thought of such a thing, and she quickly got rid of the idea.
"Where is Lu Chengfeng?" Du Mengyan was very curious. She wanted to meet Lu Chengfeng's wife, who was said to be his master's wife.
"Senior Sister, after Junior Brother Lu picked up his wife, the two of them rode away together and did not come back with us."
Du Mengyan frowned, "There are so many things to do in the mountains, and you just wander around outside, and don't even mention coming back early."
She opened her mouth and said this, and it was unclear whether she was explaining or trying to cover up something.
After that, she became extremely busy and many things required her to coordinate.
There were already very few people on the mountain, and the disciples had just arrived and did not understand many things. Du Mengyan, Du Xiaoyue and Tan Xiong were so busy that they did not even have time to eat dinner.
After finally sorting out all the things, it is necessary to privately receive the supplies from the master, count them all, and seal them in a secret vault.
These matters are extremely complicated but extremely important and no mistakes can be made.
Du Mengyan was busy until midnight, but still hadn't taken inventory of all those things, and she still needed to communicate with Lu Chengfeng about many things.
It was not until this time that she asked and found out that Lu Chengfeng had not returned since he went down the mountain.
"Why haven't you come back yet?"
Du Mengyan was a little annoyed, so she simply sealed the things and went out with the sword.
She was busy here and exhausted, but that man was having fun with his beautiful wife under the moonlight somewhere.
Du Mengyan didn't know where the anger came from. She went to a remote forest where she usually practiced sword and started practicing.
She was not using the Xuan Yang Sword, but another famous sword called Qiong Hua, which was also the origin of her title of Fairy Qiong Hua.
The entire body of the Qionghua Sword is like frost and snow, flowing with a cold light. The sword body is thinner than other swords, and its color is as crystal clear as snow. I don't know what kind of rare gold or iron it is made of.
Today the moon is high in the sky, the stars are sparse, and the woods are filled with sword energy, causing many branches and leaves to fall down with a rustling sound.
The Yimu Tongtian Sword Scripture unfolded, and wind and thunder were growing on the crystal-like snow blade. The pure and sharp Tongtian sword intent made the green mark between her eyebrows flicker with a faint light.
The more Du Mengyan practiced sword skills, the more she felt the anger in her heart was hard to get rid of. The sword light became colder and colder, and before she knew it, a whole night had passed.
When the eastern sky was slightly white, she could even hear from afar the sound of disciples getting up early to practice swordplay, and then she returned the sword to its sheath with a clang.
"boring!"
I don't know who this sentence is directed at.
Her figure quickly disappeared into the woods.
On the top of Yulong Mountain, Zhu Yuxian was sitting cross-legged in meditation. This time she followed quietly, and no one knew about it except Taoist Xuanyang and Old Man Kuzhu. They just followed in secret to prevent any accidents.
The reason why she went down the mountain in person was because she was unsure of Lu Chengfeng's current condition. It was too unbelievable that this guy had cultivated the Zhao family's Fiery Prairie Spear to such a level after just one trip down the mountain.
She even secretly wondered if Lu Chengfeng was being used as a substitute by Zhao Tianyou.
She hid secretly in the convoy during the day, and after seeing Lu Chengfeng, she determined based on the aura on his body that this guy was indeed her cheap disciple.
Just when he was about to communicate with him secretly, Lu Chengfeng had already disappeared without a trace holding Luo Suyi.
Everyone else had been settled down, but Zhu Yuxian was on the top of Yulong Mountain, in the ice and snow, blown by the cold wind all night.
By the time daybreak came, her face had turned as cold as ice.
"My good disciple, when we meet, Master will definitely test your progress in martial arts..."
Zhu Yuxian's words seemed to be colder than the wind. The iron-hard ice and rocks in front of her cracked at some point and turned into powder, which was blown by the strong wind and scattered among the cliffs.
(End of this chapter)