Chapter 77
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Xiao Chen had experienced the assassin’s assassination and made a scene in front of Ji Clan. After coming back, he had “intimate contact” with Dongfang Qingwu twice. Even with his indifferent character, he couldn’t keep calm.
He didn’t care about the assassin and Ji Clan, but he couldn’t ignore Dongfang Qingwu. After all, he had to find a way to deal with the trouble of Dongfang Qingwu. So, he lay on the bed in the next room and began to think of a way.
After thinking for a long time, he couldn’t think of a way to satisfy both sides. In addition to forcefully sending Dongfang Qingwu home, it seemed that he could only keep her by his side.
Xiao Chen sighed in his heart and temporarily put this matter aside. He sat cross-legged on the bed and planned to consolidate the cultivation that he had just broken through.
But after a while, even though he could have entered the state of cultivation, he couldn’t. His mind was filled with the feeling he got from Dongfang Qing Wu’s beautiful figure. He couldn’t get rid of it, so how could he enter the state of meditation?
“Alas!”
Xiao Chen tried several times, but he still couldn’t enter the state of cultivation. Finally, he gave up and simply lay on the bed. He folded his hands on his chest and stared at the ceiling.
In his mind, he began to recall the beautiful picture of his life with his grandfather in the Wasteland. Gradually, his eyes began to blur … Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Xiao Chen’s mood was complicated. Dongfang Qingwu, who slept next door, also had the same feeling.
Dongfang Qingwu had never had such intimate contact with a man. Moreover, her body was almost seen by Xiao Chen.
She regretted that she slept with so little clothes, but she was used to sleeping with so little clothes because it felt very comfortable. If she slept in her home, she might wear even less clothes …
But it had already happened, and it was useless to regret it. Moreover, she had already been given to Xiao Chen by her family. It could be said that she was already Xiao Chen’s woman. Not to mention looking at her, even if Xiao Chen wanted her body, she had nothing to say.
After all, Dongfang Qingwu was an inexperienced girl. In the face of such a bright and exciting thing, she inevitably felt shy. But at the same time, she felt excited and excited. She felt very sexy, infatuated and comfortable …
The next day, early in the morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
Xiao Chen woke up on time from his sleep and began his daily cultivation of the Power of Desolates.
There were very few shortcuts in cultivation. Even if there were shortcuts, one’s cultivation might not be consolidated. For example, taking cultivation pills still required time to refine the pills and consolidate the results.
Xiao Chen had reached the third stage of the White Tiger realm at the age of seventeen. It was rare in the Death God Tribe. Even Sha Imperial City’s number one young master, Sha Buhui, had only reached the third stage of the White Tiger realm in his early twenties.
For Xiao Chen to be able to achieve such achievements, not only did he have talent, but he also had to persevere and diligent cultivation for ten years.
Of course, it also required countless life and death experiences. For example, Xiao Chen had lived in the desolate lands since he was young. There were countless desolate beasts in the desolate lands, and many ferocious desolate beasts had become Xiao Chen’s actual combat opponents.
Over the years, countless desolate beasts had died under his sword. It was because of this that he had unparalleled combat strength, combat instincts, and combat awareness, as well as a tyrannical murderous aura.
“Ha!”
After cultivating the Power of Desolates for two hours, Xiao Chen picked up the wooden sword and went out to the courtyard to practice.
Other than familiarizing himself with the sword moves, he could also train his body, strengthen his muscles and bones, and create a perfect physique. Don’t forget that Xiao Chen’s wooden sword was extraordinarily heavy.
“En …”
On the second floor, the room that Xiao Chen had been sleeping in previously echoed with the lazy sound of a young girl waking up. Dongfang Qingwu extended her hands out of the warm blanket and curled her legs up. She was like a lazy cat that had woken up and was stretching her cute waist.
Afterward, her long and thick eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her pair of watery and beautiful eyes. In addition to her pure and beautiful face, a beautiful fairy had been ‘revived’.
Dongfang Qingwu had actually been woken up by Xiao Chen’s sword practice outside the window. After waking up, she was slightly surprised and immediately wore a new snow-white dress.
She seemed to have a special liking for white clothes as all her jackets, pants, and skirts were white.
However, the white clothes matched her temperament and appearance very well. The white color accentuated her pure temperament, making her look even more otherworldly and perfect.
A pair of jade-like hands gently pushed open the window. Dongfang Qingwu leaned against the window and looked at Xiao Chen, who was bare-chested, practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard. Moments later, she was attracted by Xiao Chen’s strong body. She did not expect that Xiao Chen, who looked a little thin with his clothes on, would reveal such a perfect figure after taking off his clothes.
“Ah?
Scar!
What a terrifying scar!
So beautiful … ”
Dongfang Qingwu’s eyes that were wandering around Xiao Chen’s body suddenly stopped. She became extremely surprised and could not help but exclaim.
Moments later, her eyes became misty and her face flushed. Her breathing became rapid and her heart was beating wildly. At this moment, Dongfang Qingwu was intoxicated by Xiao Chen’s charming body.
“En?”
Xiao Chen, who was sweating profusely while practicing his swordsmanship, heard the exclamation of the girl on the second floor. He could not help but frown. He put away his wooden sword and inserted it into the wooden stake beside him. He then ran into the bathroom at the side of the courtyard. Moments later, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.
“Aiya?
What am I doing?
Peeking at other people’s men’s bodies. Tsk! ”
The absent-minded Dongfang Qingwu was awakened by the sound of running water. She secretly scolded herself for being shameless and hurried out of the room to go downstairs.
Her current identity was Xiao Chen’s maidservant, but she did not do anything. Instead, she seemed to be a little like a young miss. This was not a good sign. Xiao Chen would definitely chase her away. She saw that Xiao Chen was sweating a lot and must be thirsty. Thus, she hurried to the first floor and found a cup of water. She nervously waited for Xiao Chen to finish his bath.
After a while, Xiao Chen, whose hair was a little wet, neatly dressed, walked into the guest hall on the first floor. His indifferent eyes immediately met with Dongfang Qingwu’s beautiful eyes that were a little flustered. Then, he immediately looked away. There was a trace of unnaturalness in his indifference.
Dongfang Qingwu was lost in the sight of Xiao Chen’s wet black hair that was tied behind her head. After a moment, she came to her senses. She hurriedly picked up the water on the table and walked in front of Xiao Chen. She timidly said, “Young Master, please drink some water.”
“Eh …”
Xiao Chen did not expect that Dongfang Qingwu would pour water for him and was momentarily stunned. Moments later, he recovered his cool expression and spoke indifferently, “There is no need. I have something to do and will be going out.”
Xiao Chen did not take the teacup that Dongfang Qingwu handed over. He immediately turned around and walked to the guest hall’s entrance. When he was about to walk out, he suddenly stopped. He didn’t turn back and spoke indifferently, “Young Lady Dongfang, get ready. I will arrange for someone to send you home later. The Sha Clan is not a place for you to stay. Also … I do not need maidservants.”
“Pa!”
Dongfang Qingwu looked at the indifferent back view of Xiao Chen who left without turning back. The beautiful smile on her face gradually froze and turned into a bitter smile. She felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. Sparkling and translucent tears were swirling in her eyes. Suddenly, the hand that was holding the teacup started to tremble for no reason. The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. At the same time, Dongfang Qingwu’s heart was shattered as well.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings were only left with regrets. Sentimental feelings were always hurt by heartless feelings!
It did not matter if Xiao Chen was intentional or not. No matter what kind of good intentions he had, he had deeply hurt Dongfang Qingwu’s sincere feelings.