Chapter 570: Can you guys let me go?

Another night of searching, yet there was no sign of Qi Xiong and the two of them, and this had the entire Fomen, top to bottom, on the verge of collapse.

As for Qi Xiong, after a sweet night, he opened his eyes the next day to find the beauty beside him gone, but he wasn't in a hurry about it.

He stretched, chuckled lightly, and said.

「Still the same as before, very smooth. 」

「What are you saying? 」

Just as his words fell, the door was pushed open; Jiang Mumying walked in carrying a washbasin, and seeing this, Qi Xiong laughed.

「I was thinking, if we could always be like this, and I could see you the moment I open my eyes each day, how wonderful that would be. 」

「You smooth-talker, get up and wash up; I've already prepared breakfast. 」

「You wash me. 」

「No. 」

「Be good, just like before. 」

In the midst of their play, Jiang Mumying gently helped Qi Xiong finish washing up and got dressed, but neither of them noticed a lonely, forlorn figure outside the door, watching the whole scene from start to finish, eyes filled with anger.

That person was no one else but Su Luoxing.

He too had gotten up to wash up, but damn it, as soon as he stepped out the door he saw this, and instantly felt awful.

Even after Qi Xiong and Jiang Mumying walked out of the room hand in hand, Su Luoxing remained dazed there.

「Idiot, what are you staring at? Breakfast is ready. 」

Seeing this, Qi Xiong laughed and said; hearing it, Su Luoxing gritted his teeth and replied.

「I know. 」

He immediately turned and went back to his room without looking back; as for this, Qi Xiong was baffled—what the hell did that idiot do now? Getting so angry first thing in the morning?

Jiang Mumying beside him covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

「He's still the same as before. 」

「Hehe, you know his personality; let's not talk about that—let me taste your cooking, is it still the same as before? 」

「That might disappoint you. 」

「How could that be? Haven't you heard that saying? 」

「What saying? 」

「Beauty is a feast; being with you, even if I ate plain steamed buns, I'd think they were the finest delicacy in the world. 」

「You're lying. 」

It was a simple breakfast: plain congee with some side dishes; by the time Su Luoxing came out, Qi Xiong and the two of them had already set the breakfast on the table.

Actually, given their cultivation levels, they long ago had no need to eat such things, but Jiang Mumying does this naturally out of her own little thoughts, and Qi Xiong understands as well, without exposing it.

Only Su Luoxing felt quite miserable.

「Do you think you're on vacation? 」

Seeing the two actually make breakfast, Su Luoxing felt an urge to overturn the table.

Damn it, we're currently on the run, you know that? Do you still have the mood to eat breakfast? Can't you have a bit of crisis awareness?

However, Qi Xiong completely ignored him; seeing him come out, he hurriedly laughed and said.

「Idiot, hurry over and eat. 」

「You............... 」

Hearing that, Su Luoxing was so angry he didn't know what to say, and in a daze he ended up at the table.

Qi Xiong personally ladled him a bowl of congee; he thought that would be the end of it, but next, Su Luoxing looked at this pair of lovebirds before him and wished he could cut them down with a single blow.

At a table with three people, Su Luoxing could only keep company with the plain congee and side dishes, while Qi Xiong and Jiang Mumying—damn it, if you're going to eat congee, just eat it properly; what are you doing?

「Mumying, come, let me feed you. 」

「No, you eat first, or have you stopped liking my cooking? 」

「How could that be. 」

「Then you eat. 」

「All right, but you feed me. 」

「Annoying. 」

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly; watching this old man enjoy himself, Su Luoxing kept reminding himself to endure, for right now we're fleeing, we must not get angry, must not get angry.

But having thought that would be enough, the pair of lovebirds only became more excessive, completely treating him as less than human.

After Qi Xiong took a bite, speaking frankly, the taste was quite ordinary; anyway, for Qi Xiong, who was used to Ye Zhangqing's cooking, it was like chewing wax.

But this old fellow showed no sign of it; instead, he wore a sweet smile as he spoke.

「Mumying. 」

「Hmm? 」

「Delicious, just as delicious as back then. 」

「All you do is sweet-talk. 」

「Really, you try it too. 」

「Do I need to test my own cooking? 」

「That's different. 」

Saying that, Qi Xiong spooned a portion to Jiang Mumying's lips; seeing this, Jiang Mumying gave him a flirtatious glance, slightly opened her little mouth, but just as she was about to eat, Qi Xiong also leaned in.

Afterward.......... the two of them ate a spoonful of plain congee together?

Qi Xiong's action left Jiang Mumying stunned for a moment, unable to regain her composure, while Qi Xiong wore a smile.

「Isn't it different? 」

Looking at Qi Xiong's beaming eyes, Jiang Mumying's heart raced; this guy, after all these years, he's still just as good at it.

Jiang Mumying's face flushed red, her eyes brimming with spring water.

The atmosphere in the courtyard instantly became ambiguous, until Su Luoxing spoke up and interrupted the two.

"There's also someone sitting over there."

"You guys really don't treat me like a person, do you?"

However, hearing this, Qi Xiong turned his head and said, quite naturally:

"Then hurry up and eat."

"I............"

He felt no problem at all; at this moment, Su Luoxing seemed to have returned to his youth.

Qi Xiong was picking up girls, he stupidly sat to the side like a sun.

Every time it's like this, every time it's like this.

His eyes full of resentment, he glanced at the lovebirds; Su Luoxing finished the white porridge in a few mouthfuls and got up, huffing.

"I'm heading back to my room, you two take it easy, don't bring the Fomen people over."

Having said that, without waiting for Qi Xiong's reply, she shut the door with a bang.

As for Qi Xiong and Jiang Mumying,

"Come on, Yingying, I'll feed you."

"Nope."

"Then what do you want............"

"Let's eat together."

"Okay, let's eat together, ah, open your mouth."

"You're annoying, I meant eating porridge."

"Haha, it's all the same."

"You're bad."

Inside the room, hearing the constant flirtatious bickering from the courtyard, Su Luoxing's face turned dark.

At this moment, he damned well wanted to go out and battle the Fomen for eight hundred rounds, and didn't want to stay in this tiny courtyard even a second.

You're really bullying people, can't you show some consideration for others? I'm still injured, for heaven's sake! You two are feeding each other bite by bite, acting as if I don't even exist!

I don't know why, but Su Luoxing suddenly thought of his own senior sister; back then it seemed similar, the perpetually aloof senior sister, after meeting Qi Xiong, simply became a completely different person.

"Alas, senior sister, it's my fault you ended up like this."

At the same time Su Luoxing was lamenting, at a teleportation array far away in Zhongzhou, a woman dressed in white, with a cold and stunning beauty, was currently holding a sword across the neck of a middle-aged man.

Her eyes full of cold, she said.

"I'll say this one last time: set off for Dongzhou right now, or I'll kill you if you delay another second."

"You...... you're crazy? Why are you in such a rush to go to Dongzhou?"

"Are you going or not?"

Without answering the middle-aged man's question, she simply pushed the sword forward a bit more, pressing it directly against his throat; a slight further advance would pierce him through.