Mu Anxiao said, "That's not fitting for me." She furrowed her brows slightly, then grabbed Feng Qishi's wrist. "Shen Fengzi, let go."
Feng Qishi replied, "Don't think about finding me a maiden for my immortal destiny. You are my maiden for my immortal destiny."
"..." Mu Anxiao believed Feng Qishi was speaking nonsense, so she snorted coldly and said, "If you keep talking like this, tomorrow I'll find you your own..."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, Feng Qishi suddenly frowned, closed his eyes, and with a surge of momentum, kissed her.
A few minutes later.
Mu Anxiao shook her hand and looked disdainfully at Feng Qishi, who had been hit awake by her, asking, "Shen Fengzi, are you awake?" After asking, she didn't forget to wipe her mouth.
Feng Qishi leaned against the tree, rubbing his face with one hand and pointing at Mu Anxiao with the other. "Why did you hit me?"
"You'd better not remember."
"I..." Feng Qishi uttered a syllable, his eyes rolled, and he started to laugh. "How did it feel?"
To Mu Anxiao, only two people in love could engage in such actions.
By calculation, Feng Qishi had already made such advances several times.
The first few times, she had always dismissed it with the magnanimity of an adult toward a child.
Who knew Feng Qishi would do it again under the influence of alcohol? She felt she had tolerated it long enough.
"Shen Fengzi, you deserve a beating." Saying this, she raised her fist and swung it directly at Feng Qishi.
The next second, Feng Qishi reached out and grabbed Mu Anxiao's fist. "Mu Shazi, you're angry."
"Yes," Mu Anxiao said, looking up at Feng Qishi in anger.
Feng Qishi smiled broadly and extended his other hand, gently cupping Mu Anxiao's head. "It seems to have had an effect," he said, staring at Mu Anxiao's flushed cheeks.
Of course, Mu Anxiao's face wasn't red from shyness or affection.
On the contrary, it was red with anger.
However, Feng Qishi didn't see it that way.
"Are you sick?" she asked.
"I know you like me too," Feng Qishi said, pinching Mu Anxiao's cheek.
Mu Anxiao was furious. "You're really asking for a beating." As she said this, she was about to withdraw her fist when a gust of wind suddenly arrived.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi quickly pulled Mu Anxiao towards him. Immediately, Mu Anxiao's face slammed heavily into Feng Qishi's chest. "..."
At the same time, Feng Qishi held Mu Anxiao tightly in his arms and said, "Don't speak." He looked around, his hand firmly pressing the back of her head.
Mu Anxiao's face was pressed so tightly against Feng Qishi's chest that it was difficult to breathe.
"..."
Minutes later.
After the wind passed, Feng Qishi gently pushed Mu Anxiao away, and Mu Anxiao lost consciousness.
"You suffocated me."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi's eyes widened. He looked towards Mu Anxiao standing by the tree, then back at Mu Anxiao's body, and exclaimed in shock, "How is that possible?"
Mu Anxiao stepped forward. "I covered your face with..." She looked down at her own chest, paused, then said, "Anyway, you suffocated me."
"How..." Feng Qishi started to speak, but his expression suddenly turned serious. "Mu Shazi, can you stop playing these boring pranks on me? Come back."
Hearing Feng Qishi's unexpectedly serious tone, Mu Anxiao twitched her lips and began to cast a spell.
The next moment, Mu Anxiao returned to her body and opened her eyes, asking, "Did you see the demon soul just now?"
"No, I didn't." Feng Qishi breathed a sigh of relief and released his hand.
Mu Anxiao took a step back and took a deep breath. "If you dare kiss me again, I'll turn you into a pig's head."
"You're so cruel."
"Yes, that's how cruel I am," Mu Anxiao said, turning and walking towards the dilapidated temple.
Feng Qishi calmly watched Mu Anxiao's retreating back and clicked his tongue. "As expected of a blockhead. I've been so obvious, and you still can't tell. You truly are an idiot. But, I will take responsibility for you." He then followed her.
Feng Qishi had actually woken up when Mu Anxiao carried him back here. However, he suddenly wanted to test whether Mu Anxiao had feelings for him, so he recklessly made that move.
Who knew she was still the same emotional fool.
Helpless, Feng Qishi had nothing more to say.
Back at the dilapidated temple.
Mu Anxiao gracefully walked to the bedside, looked down at the sleeping fake Lin Yan, and then thought of Hei Feng's words. She said, "He's sleeping quite soundly." Then she turned to look at Piao, who was sitting at the table staring at her, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"I thought you would be faster than me."
"..." Mu Anxiao glared at Piao, then looked down at Xiao Zeng, who was standing beside her. "What is it?"
Xiao Zeng replied, "Nothing, I just haven't seen you in a while and wanted to look at you more."
"Look away," Mu Anxiao said, meeting Xiao Zeng's eyes.
Immediately, Xiao Zeng smiled.
"What are you smiling about?"
"You look so silly."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's lips twitched. She turned to look at Feng Qishi, who had walked into the dilapidated temple and was laughing unreservedly, and asked dismissively, "Shen Fengzi, what business is it of yours?"
Feng Qishi, still laughing, walked to Xiao Zeng's side and said, "Silly boy, when will you ever look not silly?"
Listening to Feng Qishi's words, Mu Anxiao thought, If anyone's silly, it's you, you idiot.
Thinking this, she glanced sideways at the fake Lin Yan.
Feng Qishi asked, "Why are you looking at my disciple?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned back to Feng Qishi. "I want to look, what business is it of yours?"
"You're not thinking of snatching my disciple, are you? I'm telling you, you're not getting my disciple."
Mu Anxiao: "..." She narrowed her eyes.
Feng Qishi took a step back. "I'm just kidding."
"That kind of joke isn't funny," Mu Anxiao said, turning to Piao. "Why are you looking at me again?"
"You're truly suited to be my disciple."
"..." Mu Anxiao felt weary.
Chen stared at Piao. "..." His heart sank.
Piao continued, "I truly feel... you are very suitable to be my disciple. If possible, you can cultivate immortality and cultivate demonic arts simultaneously, without neglecting either."
"My master told me not to be greedy. If I cultivate both, what will I become?" Mu Anxiao did not want to tell any of them about reporting Wan Sha, because she feared implicating them.
Feng Qishi applauded. "Well said."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi's exaggerated expression, twitched her lips, and said, "If you haven't sobered up yet, then... I suggest you go back to sleep for a while."
"....." Feng Qishi continued to clap while laughing.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She was speechless.
Piao said, "What you said is right, but demonic cultivators must be greedy, otherwise..."
"Please, stop talking," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
"Alright," Piao replied, nodding. He then looked at Chen. "What's wrong with you?"
Chen asked, "Are you really unwilling to take me as a disciple?"
"..." Piao glanced at Mu Anxiao and said, "I'll consider it."
"Really?" Chen was excited.
"Mm."
"Don't consider me," Mu Anxiao added.