Whoosh, whoosh~
Xie Jinhuan held Senior Sister Milk Melons in his arms. Since she felt alternately hot and cold, he had no mind to dwell on the soft warmth nestled against him and simply sped toward the exit of the Dragon Emperor Cave at full speed.
Passing the site of their initial clash, he realized he could spare a hand after all, so he used his qi to draw over half a serpent fang and picked it up along the way. An instant later, he was back on the surface.
Thunder and rain raged high in the heavens, casting the entire landscape into alternating light and darkness, but there was not a soul in sight.
To avoid running into fellow cultivators coming to investigate, Xie Jinhuan lowered himself and flew close to the ground. Halfway along, however, he suddenly noticed something amiss beside him.
Turning his head, he saw that Senior Sister Milk Melons had lifted the gauze of her weimao, revealing her distinctly scholarly face. Her large eyes blinked, carrying a peculiar sense of "meeting you for the first time feels like an old friend returning"-
"Uh..." Acting on instinct, Xie Jinhuan involuntarily tightened his hold on those big milk melons, adopting the air of an aloof, ascetic heartthrob. Even his voice grew deeper and steadier:
"Milk-Senior Ye, are you feeling unwell?"
Ye Yunchi was not actually feeling unwell. Rather, with her Dao heart clear and enlightened, she had suddenly realized she had met a man with rather good prospects.
Although she had been born before he even existed, and their ages were more than a little far apart.
Still, she had not yet grown old when he was born. It just felt a little like an old cow nibbling tender grass-
"Mm, this pill is very potent. I'm