Although the Southern Border Wasteland had towns, most were concentrated around its outskirts and sect headquarters. Fierce beasts roamed everywhere among the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and going a thousand miles without seeing a soul was commonplace.
Coal Ball swept through the sky, scouting ahead, with three figures close behind. They crossed the barren, coverless Gobi and plunged into the Southern Border's dense forests, which blotted out the sky and sun.
Nangong Ye had been taking Qi-Nourishing Pills to recover, but after such prolonged expenditure, she was already a spent crossbow bolt. Once she entered the forest, she slowed, weaving among towering ancient trees in search of shelter.
Xie Jinhuan had expended no energy while being carried along. Holding the soft, voluptuous body in his arms, he kept watching behind them. Only after confirming that their pursuers could not possibly catch up did he check on the woman he held.
He had already made a preliminary examination on the way. Senior Sister Hua's Divine Soul had suffered a heavy blow, knocking her unconscious outright. Fortunately, the Witch Cult primarily cultivated the Divine Soul while practicing martial arts on the side, making its practitioners particularly able to take a pounding. She should recover after resting for a while.
Only now, looking closely, did he realize that the serene beauty he held from behind had her full bosom resting above his encircling arms, soft and springy...
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Noticing something amiss, Xie Jinhuan lowered his hold a little and glanced up at Big Ice Lump.
Seeing that Big Ice Lump had not noticed this breach of propriety, he sighed in relief, though he also felt rather strange.
After all, what image had Fairy Nangong held in his heart?
A Peerless Beauty Swordswoman renowned throughout the land, the Mountain-Peak Ancestor ranked second in Dan Prefecture,