Immortal Father
Chapter 346 - 346 127_3

346: 127_3 346: 127_3 Xiaoyue laughed and said,

“Now that the eastern alliance has issued orders to eradicate the Blood Fiend Hall, how could the various sects not obey the command?

“Instead, let us devise a plan, find a sect that has suffered from the Blood Fiend Hall, one only needs to be of the scale of the Yuan Sect.

Then issue a demon-hunting placard, inviting all sects to discuss how to exterminate the Blood Fiend Hall.”

“This matter will surely attract many respondents.”

Li Dazhi’s eyes lit up, his thoughts quickly becoming agile.

He grabbed Xiaoyue’s tender hand and rubbed it vigorously, laughing, “With Yue’er’s strategy, we can triumph over thousands of troops!

Hahaha!”

Xiaoyue lightly bit her lip and comfortably sat in Li Dazhi’s embrace.

“Uncle Master, then how will you reward Yue’er?”

Li Dazhi cleared his throat.

Although the inner hall was protected by several major formations, he still casually set up a layer of a barrier made of immortal power.

Nothing else, just a bit guilty, that’s all.

…

Let us not dwell on that passionate middle-aged immortal romance within the Wanyun Sect for now.

In Dong’an City, the fourth underground level of the Drunken Moon Tower.

Sun Yingying, lifting the hem of her tube dress, hurried to the innermost secret chamber, her steps causing light tremors, her beaded hairpin tingling, her face unable to conceal its joy.

As soon as she was about to reach the door of the secret chamber, Sun Yingying quickly halted.

She tidied up her coiffure, and with a sweep of her hand along her dress, a large portion of the hem disappeared into a fairy light, revealing her knees, slender legs, and jade feet beneath the now-short tube skirt.

Sun Yingying turned around, the waist of her short skirt tightened automatically, accentuating her slender figure.

After getting ready, she finally went to the wooden door, slowly pulled it open, and peered inside.

A figure clad in black, cloaked, and wearing a half-mask, ‘Mo Wenqing,’ was having tea and a chat with Granny Yin Lin.

Sun Yingying bowed and greeted, “Granny, Brother Wenqing, I am late.”

Granny Yin Lin couldn’t help but squint smilingly, cleared her throat, and said, “Yingying, you go keep Mo Second Brother company, I am a bit tired and will go rest.”

“Ai, Granny let me escort you.”

“No need, no need,” Granny Yin Lin waved her hand and left the room.

Sun Yingying pursed her lips and giggled, kneeling beside the low table, and whispered, “Mo Second Brother, you have been absent these few days, how has your health been?”

Li Ping’an: …

Wasn’t this sister previously quick-witted and eloquent?

What happened today?

Has she come down with a fever?

Maintaining his ‘Mo Wenqing’ persona and following the script he had previously designed, Li Ping’an narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed directly into Sun Yingying’s eyes, speaking coldly, “Do you find this amusing?”

Sun Yingying was taken aback and somewhat at a loss, “What’s wrong, Mo Second Brother?”

Li Ping’an snorted heavily and took out a brocade box from his sleeve, tossing it in front of Sun Yingying.

Sun Yingying, puzzled, opened the brocade box and upon seeing a handkerchief, couldn’t help but blink and picked it up to smell.

It belonged to her elder sister.

Smack!

Li Ping’an slapped the table, “A fine Elder Huangu!

To make a fool out of me, I may be young, but this kind of bullying is too much!”

After speaking, Li Ping’an turned his body away, his face filled with anger.

Sun Yingying’s eyes took on a more amused expression, and she hurriedly said, “This wasn’t intentional deception on my part, it’s the rules of Huangu.

I had to protect myself by this disguise…

Mo Second Brother, dear brother, don’t blame me, if Elder Mo has given you my sister’s handkerchief, I am aware of Elder Mo’s intentions.”

Li Ping’an turned his body away completely.

Sun Yingying got up and ran to sit in front of Li Ping’an, squatting with her legs together, and cheerfully looked at him.

“Don’t be angry anymore, will you accept my apology?”

Li Ping’an ‘angrily’ said, “Give me back my sword!

Do you lack Spiritual Treasures?”

“That won’t do,” Sun Yingying laughed, “Since when is it right to ask back something you’ve given away?

At most, you can ask me three questions today, and I won’t charge you any Spirit Stones.”

Li Ping’an thought to himself that this was a deal, just as he was about to descend the slope, Sun Yingying suddenly made her move.

Her delicate hand quickly reached for the edge of Li Ping’an’s mask as fast as lightning!

Li Ping’an’s spiritual sense perceived no warning, while ‘Master Mu Tuo’ within his sleeve, having opened his eyes, was ready to lash out at any moment!