This sword strike is not considered fast.
Zhou Chen, with his strength, could easily evade it.
But since Zhou Chen ca here, he didn’t plan to leave empty-handed.
He didn’t dodge.
Slash!
The sword blade entered an inch into Zhou Chen’s chest.
"You..."
Sword Hero didn’t expect Zhou Chen not to dodge. She was always ruthless, had killed many people, but her hand, which never trembled before, was now slightly shaking.
She seed almost unable to hold the Frost Blood Sword.
Zhou Chen pressed against the sword and continued forward.
Sword Hero followed and retreated.
Slash!
Suddenly, Sword Hero withdrew the sword, bringing a streak of fresh blood.
Zhou Chen didn’t mind. To soone with his physique, this kind of wound was just a flesh wound, and would recover quickly.
Today, he had invested heavily in wooing a woman.
Tonight, he must earn it back.
Let Sword Hero bleed a little too!
Sword Hero sheathed her sword, looking at Zhou Chen with complex emotions, not knowing what to say or how to interact with him.
She had never thought about it before.
She used to be a lone wanderer.
Seeing the mont was ripe, Zhou Chen dashed forward, grabbed Sword Hero.
The divine sword in Sword Hero’s hand fell to the ground.
Zhou Chen’s lips fiercely captured hers, like a raging storm.
Sword Hero didn’t move, allowing Zhou Chen to do as he pleased.
The next mont.
Zhou Chen roughly pushed open the door and entered Sword Hero’s inner chamber.
Sword Hero frowned but still didn’t stop Zhou Chen, letting him ss around in her room.
She seed to adopt a laissez-faire attitude.
Do as you please.
"Ha, there’s even a sycophant!"
Zhou Chen suddenly raised his eyebrows, sensing sothing, and sneered inwardly.
He didn’t pay attention; for half a year, he had missed Sword Hero terribly. Today, he finally found an opportunity, he couldn’t waste it.
"Senior sister, are you awake?"
Yang Fan gently knocked on the door outside, asking softly.
He was the second True Inheritor of the Celestial Sword Sect, with Thirteenth Body Refining Transformation, not much weaker than Sword Hero. This ti, he gained significant fortune in the Celestial Cloud Secret Realm, his strength soared.
In the modern world, money is a man’s courage.
In the extraordinary world, strength is a man’s courage.
Especially after the Celestial Cloud Secret Realm ended, Yang Fan suddenly found Sword Hero exceptionally charming. Coupled with his soaring strength, his confidence swelled.
He wanted to conquer the most beautiful senior sister of the Celestial Sword Sect.
Tonight, he couldn’t sleep thinking about Sword Hero’s battle with Shi Qingxuan and her massive depletion, he thought of coming to comfort her.
But Sword Hero’s long-standing prestige made Yang Fan hesitate, pacing in the room, contemplating for a long ti on what to say when he t Sword Hero.
He rehearsed in his mind over and over.
When he felt ready, it was already late at night.
He didn’t dare disturb Sword Hero.
But he couldn’t sleep, so he lingered outside.
Just now, he seed to hear Sword Hero’s voice, and couldn’t help but co over to check.
Sword Hero clenched her teeth and glared fiercely at Zhou Chen, took a deep breath, and said coldly to Yang Fan outside:
"Scram!"
Yang Fan shivered, felt so fear, but sensed sothing odd in Sword Hero’s voice, bravely showed concern:
"Senior sister, are you okay?"
He produced a pill, warmly said, "Senior sister, I have a bottle of Top-grade Rejuvenating Pill here, very effective for recovery, why not try it!"
Sword Hero tightened her legs; the annoying fly outside had angered her, she shouted:
"Don’t make repeat myself!"
"Get lost!"
"Yes, senior sister, rest early, sorry for disturbing!"
Yang Fan dared not linger, quickly left.
Leaving the courtyard, Yang Fan’s smile disappeared, replaced by deep resentnt and unwillingness:
"Bitch!"
"Really doesn’t know to appreciate favors!"
Yang Fan felt deeply humiliated, clenched his fist, veins bulged, swore in his heart, "Wait till I have you in my grasp, see how I deal with you!"
Yang Fan raised his fist, he wanted Sword Hero to feel the cost of looking down on him.
High and mighty, huh?
Making her into Rong Baiqiu would surely be interesting!
"Really seeking death!"
Zhou Chen sensed Yang Fan’s hatred and malice in the courtyard, knew that given the chance, he would surely heavily retaliate against Sword Hero, and might even cuckold him.
Zhou Chen knew Sword Hero would never get involved with Yang Fan, but what if Yang Fan used drugs or other despicable ans?
In his heart, Zhou Chen sentenced Yang Fan to death.
He must die!
"He will retaliate against you!"
Zhou Chen whispered in Sword Hero’s ear.
"Doesn’t matter!"
Sword Hero didn’t care, she had never been afraid.
Except for Zhou Chen’s...
Zhou Chen didn’t mind; anyway, he planned to kill Yang Fan tomorrow.
Zhou Chen spoke no more.
Sword Hero wasn’t about to start talking.
Silence was louder than words.
No matter what Zhou Chen did, she didn’t utter a sound, gritted her teeth and endured.
The night quietly passed by.
Dawn broke.
"You should leave!"
Sword Hero coldly stated.
"I really wish I could stay here forever and not leave!"
Zhou Chen smiled, reluctantly replied.
Sword Hero only stared coldly at Zhou Chen, without a word.
Zhou Chen helplessly shook his head, got out of bed, gazed at Sword Hero’s beautiful figure, took out a bottle of dicine, and said:
"You’re injured, I have so dicine!"
"No need!"
Sword Hero directly refused.
"Regardless of big or small wounds, one must treat them seriously."
Zhou Chen insisted, pulling Sword Hero closer:
"To you, it might be just a surface wound, nothing compared to the injuries you’ve had during martial arts training, but I would still feel distressed!"
Sword Hero silently stared at Zhou Chen, really wanted to slap him.
Distressed?
What crap!
If you were distressed, why so mad?
Would she still be injured?
Zhou Chen seed oblivious to Sword Hero’s gaze, ticulously applying ointnt to her wounds.
Sword Hero just watched Zhou Chen applying dicine attentively, unsure if he was truly concerned or playing gas.
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