All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me
Chapter 77 Save Her!_1

Chapter 77: Chapter 77 Save Her!_1

Mo Xiaoqiang’s eyes widened, and his mouth hung open in utter disbelief as he stared at Mo Li.

He couldn’t understand why his sister had changed so much today! Could it be she was too excited to meet Elder Su? Although she often mistreated me, she still paid attention to her image at significant events. Even if she was excited to see Elder Su, she shouldn’t be so clumsy and disheveled, right!? Honestly, anyone would think she was doing it on purpose!

Xiao Ruoching also stared blankly at this scene, her cool eyes filled with confusion.

In her memory, her Second Junior Sister was the most proud and aloof among Master’s disciples, and her nature was one of swift vengeance. Well, if you had to say, she was actually quite similar to her Ninth Uncle. It was an innate coldness that others simply couldn’t imitate! She never initiated trouble, but once someone provoked her or did something she couldn’t accept, she would engrave it deeply into her bones. She wouldn’t rest until she had achieved her goal! But now, she seemed like a little girl who had met her idol, somewhat at a loss, with clumsy movements?

Xiao Ruoching’s brows knitted as she watched Mo Li’s expression closely. When their eyes met, and Mo Li awkwardly smiled at her, showing a hint of a young girl’s shyness, Xiao Ruoching suddenly understood.

That’s right! After all, at this moment, her junior sister was only sixteen, still with the mindset of a child. To meet a Sword Sect Elder, such behavior should actually be considered normal... It’s just that her living habits are a bit strange. Who carries around a dagger smeared with aphrodisiacs?

Su Bei held up the finger that had been cut, glanced at Mo Li, who looked deeply regretful, furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and sighed, "No harm done! Take a seat first."

Mo Li nodded lightly, sat down gently, and lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth subtly curved into an unusual smile.

Seeing Mo Li in front of him, whose demeanor was as pure as snow, Su Bei’s mind was full of doubts.

Aphrodisiac? It was understandable to smear poison on a dagger. But who smears aphrodisiacs on a dagger? Are they worried they might actually be able to escape if they encounter a villain?

As Su Bei was pondering this, he suddenly felt a surge of heat rise in his lower abdomen, as if he was about to transform into the leader of the Autobots.

Su Bei drew a deep breath. He lightly touched his cut finger and watched as the wound naturally healed. However, he still felt an inexplicable heat flowing through his body with his blood. Suppressing his arousal, he exhaled and sat down.

"I’ve heard from your brother that you have a strong desire for the Sword Sect?"

Su Bei crossed his legs, propping one over the other to ease his discomfort, and forced a calm demeanor despite the burning sensation in his body.

Mo Li lifted her head and fixed her gaze on the man she had thought about day and night, wishing she could castrate him immediately.

Seeing him again, she felt her heart was calmer than ever, and an indescribable, twisted feeling towards this man rose within her—a feeling she had never experienced in her previous life.

She was very clear that the small actions she had just made could not cause him any harm. But she wanted to take revenge on him! No! Torturing him is a more apt description. Within her power, she would do her utmost to cause him as much trouble as she possibly could! This man was an unadulterated egoist! He had taken her as a disciple by any means necessary, right from the start, only for his own sake! He only cared about her body! Being reborn was not because she was particularly righteous or held grand aspirations to save the common people. She just wanted to purely and utterly make this devilish man feel the pain she had endured! Torture him! —Only she could torture him! With the cultivation experience of her previous life, she was certain that in the forthcoming Sect competition across the Twenty-One Provinces, she would represent the Sword Sect and take the top spot. Then she would obtain the Yin-Yang Fish treasure and conceal her cultivation level! When he was caught off guard, she would bind him completely, then use...

As she pondered, a blush rose on Mo Li’s cheeks. Her gaze towards the man before her grew softer and more infatuated, filled with strands of obsession as she gently licked her unpainted red lips.

Su Bei looked at the silver-haired woman in front of him and involuntarily shivered. Why does her gaze seem so chilling?

"Replying to Elder Su," Mo Li began, "I have had an indescribable affinity with sword cultivators since childhood. It seems I am destined to be born for the sword in this lifetime... For this recruitment in the Twenty-One Provinces, Mo Li’s first choice is the Sword Sect!"

Mo Li gently blinked her eyes, a lovely curve forming at the corners of her mouth.

But seeing Su Bei still maintaining his nonchalant demeanor, a shade of doubt couldn’t help but rise in her heart. Can Master really endure this much? Shouldn’t the aphrodisiac be taking effect by now?

Mo Xiaoqiang, who was standing by, witnessed the exchange of glances between the two and suddenly swallowed hard, his face turning pale with shock!

What is this situation? Wasn’t Elder Su supposed to be meeting here specifically for me? Am I really going to give up my opportunity so easily? Why did I have to show off?!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Suddenly, he slammed the table and rose abruptly. His voice was loud enough to draw the attention of the diners on the second floor of the tavern, "How dare you, Mo Li! I brought you to meet Elder Su out of pity, and also as a brother sharing some opportunities with his sister! I didn’t expect you to be so shameless! How dare you cozy up to Elder Su in public and snatch my opportunity? In this life, I am the one meant to be accompanied by the Qingfeng sword..." Mo Xiaoqiang trailed off, still ranting and spitting as he grew more agitated, almost as though he wanted to plant his feet on the table.

Immediately after, a sound rang out—BANG!

Mo Xiaoqiang, with tears in his eyes, held his head, which now sported a large bump. He curled up in his chair, stubbornly looking at Mo Li.

Mo Li withdrew her hand and turned to Su Bei with a gentle, tactful smile, softly saying, "Hmm! Elder Su, don’t worry about him. This child has been spoiled by me at home. But as it’s our first meeting, I still have something to offer Elder Su..."

As she spoke, Mo Li began to rummage through her bag again.

Seeing this, Su Bei’s right eyelid twitched wildly. He stood up hastily to stop her, cleared his throat, and said kindly, "Hmm! I appreciate your sentiment. Let’s forego this gift, cough, cough!"

This girl is up to something! Who knows what bizarre items could come next from that bag, flying straight towards his crotch with unerring accuracy?

Su Bei watched Mo Li’s slightly puzzled eyes and her lips, partly open with a hint of moist shine. He swallowed hard and forcibly pressed down on Mo Li’s small hand, which was grasping the bag.

He felt a smooth softness to the touch.

Mo Li’s long eyelashes fluttered. She felt the warmth from Su Bei’s large hand holding her small one. Her other hand gently propped up her rosy cheek as she gazed at the man before her, her eyes subconsciously drifting towards the ’tent’ not far away.

A flush spread across her cheeks. She delicately stuck out her fine, rosy tongue and asked, "Elder Su, are you... really alright?"