Dawn Sword Qi Ushers in Spring: Fragrant Grass in the Demon Frontier, Ensnaring the Immortal Lover of Dreams

Xing Yan turned toward the voice. The first thing he saw in the sunset shadows by the window in the corner was a pair of soft, rounded forms facing him, shimmering faintly in the light as though sending ripples of milky radiance into the air. The Four Seas Hall Master had kept his guard up all along, sharpening his vision to its utmost. That glance over his shoulder could truly have been called a gaze like a blazing torch, discerning even the finest autumn down. At once, hot blood surged through him, leaving him dizzy and dazed!

While he stood rooted like a wooden rooster, the demon girl in the corner pleaded softly, a little shy:

"Little sister Qiong Rong, come help me fasten my dress!"

Ever since Xing Yan had bundled Yinghuo out of the bathing pool in the Fire Separation Palace, her clothes had never been properly secured. Over the past two days, he had swept her up and set her down so often that her flimsy dress had worked hopelessly loose. When he moved her indoors just now, the already loosened fastenings at her chest finally came undone altogether, leaving her with a distinctly cool sensation across her breasts. Now the demon girl, who ordinarily feared neither heaven nor earth, blushed crimson, feeling as though insects were crawling over her heart. Squirming in discomfort, she also grew suspicious, convinced that the boy kept sneaking glances at her. With such doubts nagging her, her willful temper flared. Unable to endure it any longer, she threw caution aside and called to little Qiong Rong for help.

Only then did the red-faced Four Seas Hall Master understand what had happened. He had just forced his eyes away when the kindhearted little girl beside him answered cheerfully and skipped over to