ents, are indifferent to his actions and blame me instead How good is Mu Yunliang I wouldn't stoop to seduce him Don't you know about his special kinks Why not summon his soul and ask him He's full of...Also

He was indeed skilled at manipulating people.

Never shuts me down, and knows how to tease my desires.

For him, nothing was more important than Huang Dao Village's sealing formation. He had been waiting for this for many years.

Shen Qingrui once said that decades ago, the high monk and the Shen family began to pay a price in blood for the sealed evil formation. The underworld was also worried about this matter. Over twenty years ago, Jiang Qiyun sent Shen Qingrui to reincarnate into the Shen family in order to control them.

He put so much effort into this, he couldn't possibly abandon it, and I'm just one of his tools.

The sudden kiss brought a soothing sense of comfort, interrupting my thoughts. He knew how to get me to listen.

No matter how much I resent it, I can't escape his prison in both the world of yin and yang.

A chill touched my neck, bringing me sharply back to the present.

This man in front of me…

He always manages to ignite the inferno within me with his icy indifference.

"No..." I backed away.

What place is this Although it's dark and quiet outside, several disciples of the Shen family are still standing nearby, and my brother will be back any minute.

Most importantly, once he gets carried away, he won't care about anything else. He might just cast a barrier over the car and only remove it when he's satisfied. How should I face those people's teasing gazes then

The little Taoists of the Shen family would always tease me: "Miss Mu, you still practice cultivating immortals at night, hahaha..." If I continued to be so unrestrained and intimate, where would I put my old face!

"What Have you forgotten your place When your husband wants you, what are you supposed to do" He chuckled lightly as he pulled my scarf away.

"Well, that won't do either! This place, this place is too narrow! There's no room to spread out!" I shook my head resolutely.

He buried his face in his chest, laughing with muffled chuckles. My excuse was too ridiculous to hold him back. Soon, some parts of his skin were exposed to the cool air.

"Don't move..." He frowned slightly, "How many times now Mu Xia Qiao, you still haven't learned... to relax!"

Just kidding, there's someone outside!

Relax I'm so nervous I could cry, okay

"Tsk... Mu Xiaoqiao, do you know why I gave you the Chi Long blood ring" He suddenly blurted out a sentence completely different from the current atmosphere.

"Huh A ring... I looked at the right hand gripping his shoulder, does this ring have any special meaning"

"Why" I stared at him.

He smirked, the meaning in his eyes was clear. If I didn't understand now, then all this time spent under the covers would have been for nothing.

I leaned in and gently kissed his lips, making him breathless.

"Hmm...exactly...why..." Isn't this enough

"The dragon motif signifies auspiciousness and good fortune…and more," he said, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

What else My attention was completely captivated by him, I forgot what state I was even in.

My body had forgotten the tension until that icy sensation inch by inch expanded its territory, and I remembered to be on high alert, Mu Xia Qiao! Did he make you forget your resolute stance just a minute ago with just a few words

Jiang Qiyun's arms wrapped tightly around me, making it hard for me to breathe.

The smile in his eyes held a heat that simmered like molten lava, completely at odds with his icy body.

I caught a glimpse of his eyes, just a fleeting glance, but that spark of hidden intensity threw me off balance.

It's messed up.

His body, unbidden, embraced his head, his ink-black hair tangling in my fingers, his words echoing in my chest —

And... romance between men and women...

He chuckled softly, murmuring to himself: "Little Qiao ah, my wife... you're so easy to please, I almost feel guilty..."

Can't bear it

What couldn't he bear I stared blankly at his eyes.

Is he being insincere, or is he truly putting so much effort into this Or perhaps, he's referring to something else entirely

》》》

I lay on him, covered by an air conditioner blanket, curled up in the back seat.

He sat leisurely beside me, his strong and slender fingers gently playing with my messy hair. His voice was laced with laziness: "Xiao Qiao, your hair needs to be styled."

What's up

He chuckled softly, glancing at me with indifference. His thin lips uttered words that astonished me beyond measure—

"......The new bride should have her hair done up."

The new bride...Didn't we already have a wedding That white wedding from that night... I still remember the strange looks on everyone's faces when they saw the bloodstains on my white robe.

"Jiang Qiyun, you..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold finger pressed against his lips. "Shhh...don't ask."

His black eyes were deep and bottomless, I could only sink into them, unable to escape.

》》》

"Lord Emperor, we tracked the trace with the Round Light Technique and have sent disciples to pursue it…" Shen Qingrui stood outside the carriage and reported. Let me know if you'd like anything else translated!

Jiang Qiyun lowered the window of his car a crack, and Shen Qingrui's eyes were fixed on me. The jealousy flickering within them was painfully obvious.

I don't want to pay attention. I'm worried about the children now. If we really have to take it out, then neither of the children will be saved.

Just as I was thinking about this, I saw two little children appear by our car. They looked to be seven or eight years old, with their hair in double buns and expressions that seemed very grown-up.

The two children followed Shen Qingrui, step by step.

"Whose child is this" I asked curiously.

"Shen Jia's little errand boy, used to look at the Yuan Guang Shu." Jiang Qiyun replied.

Revolving light divination is a secret, esoteric method of scrying. Different schools have their own unique approaches, making it a tool for seeking information.

Using mirrors, water surfaces, and even one's own palms, walls, or even the void can be used. Because it is a secret tradition, fewer people know how to do it.

Legend has it that a child's eyes are clear and can see clearer, more distant sights, so children are generally used to verify.

The Shen family is truly a powerful and wealthy clan. Each spell they cast has a specialized tool (including people), no wonder they are so arrogant.

My brother hopped into the car and whispered, “There’s an old hag in there acting crazy, ranting about karmic debts and soul-collecting.”

"She also told me that, but she perfectly avoided the keywords." I frowned and shook my head.

Jiang Qiyun suddenly spoke, "Who would most want the people of Huangdao Village to die out"

“….Enemies, what else could it be” my brother scratched his head.

"Who would have a grudge against someone from this village" Jiang Qiyun smiled. "… Legends aren't always legends."

Legend has it that during the year of the great famine, a Taoist priest with two disciples passed through Huangdao Village. It was dark and raining heavily, so they sought shelter for the night, and then never appeared again... The village households all started drinking soup with bits of meat in it.

Huangdao Village's obsession with cannibalism, it all started here.

That Taoist priest...

“I searched the Second Palace for a long time, from fifty years ago to now, and I never found the soul of that Taoist priest and his two disciples. They did not enter the underworld.” Jiang Qiyun sneered: “Instead...they are living in the human world using a different method!”he money to support his brother's immoral woman, and she made him feel so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head."Song Wei held the steering wheel and said to me seriously: "I think what my mom s...