Chapter 267: Ice Prison Sect (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

To reward Lu Xingzhou with a chance to cuddle with "Yuan Muyu," the journey to the Ice Prison Sect was taken in a wheelchair.

Previously, when traveling from Hanlan City to Shadow Moon City, Lu Xingzhou claimed his old master's wheelchair flew too slowly and asked Mr. to carry him while flying... Actually, after being reforged and modified by returning to Tianxing Sword Sect, the current wheelchair flies quite fast. It was just that back then, the relationship didn't allow him to hold Mr. while sitting in the wheelchair, so it was more worthwhile for Mr. to hold him and fly.

Now it's different; the relationship has progressed to cuddling and nibbling, so naturally, they can hold each other while sitting in the wheelchair, giving the wheelchair another chance to make an appearance.

Ye Tinglan sat on the man's lap, leisurely leaning against his chest, calmly admiring the rivers and mountains. The scene of flying in a wheelchair seemed funny to imagine, but actually sitting in it was quite alright; at least it was a mode of transport, better than some people sitting on a handkerchief.

Ye Tinglan didn't need the wheelchair's windproof shield, so she cancelled it directly; the oncoming wind seeped through the mask's gaps onto her face, cool and refreshing. With a great view and a comfortable human seat, Ye Tinglan leisurely enjoyed the scenery, not noticing when the little man's hand had quietly started climbing upwards.

By the time she noticed, Lu Xingzhou had been steering for a long time...

Ye Tinglan slapped that dirty hand with a bad temper: "In broad daylight, what kind of propriety is this?"

Lu Xingzhou's hand hurt, but he refused to let go; instead, he rested his chin on her shoulder and laughed: "The Yan Lord wouldn't speak like that. If you really want to impersonate the Yan Lord, you need to tone down this 'Mr.' vibe."

Ye Tinglan's eyes shifted: "What, does the Yan Lord even allow you to treat her like this?"

Lu Xingzhou laughed: "Isn't this Lady rewarding me with a chance to be frivolous with the Yan Lord..."

To be honest, the Holy Lord can actually play more than a demoness; Lu Xingzhou has experienced this multiple times recently. This blatant desecration of the Yan Lord is definitely malicious revenge against that little sister who ran away from home, maliciously letting her be played by a "former subordinate."

I wonder if Yuan Muyu would die of anger if she found out.

But as for whether the Yan Lord would allow such treatment... She wouldn't allow the steering, but having someone sit in her lap has happened before.

Ye Tinglan said leisurely: "I can imitate her early 'dead demoness' tone very well, but so many years have passed; you have to tell me about her current character."

"Now... cold and ruthless, with more majesty. That old style... I haven't seen it in a long time."

"Your tone sounds very nostalgic?"

"Compared to the boss who wore a frown all day, acting like 'strangers keep out,' who isn't nostalgic about the boss who used to smile?"

Ye Tinglan nodded, roughly getting into character, and her tone turned ruthless: "Touch me again, and I'll chop off your hand."

The tone was ruthless, but the content was too hard to maintain, so Lu Xingzhou actually laughed out loud.

Ye Tinglan hummed twice, still not swatting away the dirty hand; instead, she leaned comfortably against him. For a moment, neither spoke, enjoying the propriety of embracing while flying in broad daylight.

Anyway, even if someone bumped into them, it would be the Yan Lord being held in someone's arms while steering the big light; what does that have to do with the Tianyao Holy Lord?

Ye Tinglan remained very calm.

As for Lu Xingzhou, he originally thought that holding "Yuan Muyu," with his hand on the place he had longed for so many years, would make him feel very excited or overwhelmed with emotion. But in reality, he found there was hardly any feeling...

Perhaps because he knew it was fake? A real fish couldn't be this big, which further reminded him this was fake?

Maybe so; anyway, he really wasn't thinking much about Yuan Muyu; his mind clearly recognized this was Mr.

The fact that the Tianyao Holy Lord was willing to let a man play with her like this was inherently a T0-level excitement. If there was any sentiment to be felt, it should be for Ye Tinglan's love; what does that have to do with Yuan Muyu?

Amidst their different thoughts, the Ice Prison Sect was already below.

The Ice Prison Sect is located in the northwest of Tianshuang Kingdom, near the Frozen Moon Cold River; however, with such a long border, it is very far from Hanlan City, where many stories happened, being on opposite east and west sides.

It is even farther from the small southern-central city where the two lived in seclusion.

The demonic path in Tianshuang Kingdom is far more arrogant than in Daqian; the Ice Prison Sect directly established its mountain gate and widely accepted disciples, regardless of this or that.

Anyway, without the organizational strength of Daqian, it is not easy for various famous orthodox sects to suppress demons; they cannot attack independently, and allied armies each have their own calculations, with no one willing to be the one contributing the most, fearing being stabbed in the back. For resources, the so-called famous orthodox sects in Tianshuang Kingdom are not very orthodox in many matters, let alone other demonic paths watching hungrily from behind.

King Si Han wanting to unite the forces of all Gezong Sects to jointly resist the demon race is one thing, but internal demon suppression would spawn a host of problems. Si Han simply did not suppress demons; instead, he secretly colluded, acting as an external butcher's blade; the two sides have been colluding for many years.

As the king with the greatest strength and influence in Tianshuang Kingdom, even if the Ice Prison Sect didn't view Si Han as a king, they still carried a bit of a 'big brother' vibe, showing some respect. The demonic path ultimately recognizes the strong.

While the dog man and woman were sightseeing in the air, Dugu Qingli, carrying Si Han's recommendation, stepped into the Ice Prison Sect's mountain gate.

"King Si sent a message via talisman saying Miss Dugu would visit; I didn't expect her to arrive so quickly." The Ice Prison Sect Sect Master Ling Qixuan personally welcomed her outside the mountain gate; upon seeing Dugu Qingli's appearance, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes and vanished instantly. He politely invited Dugu Qingli to enter the mountain gate as a guest: "Miss, please."

Dugu Qingli's heart was as clear and cold as ice; she truly did not detect any malice or sense of crisis from the other party, so she followed him up the mountain.

She felt a bit strange in her heart.

The education of Tianyao disciples since childhood, including that of her own originally cold and upright senior sister master, was absolutely opposed to the demonic path. Dugu Qingli felt that making friends with "the former demonic cultivator" Lu Xingzhou was already rebellious enough; she never imagined she would step into a demonic mountain gate alone as a guest, and yet feel not a shred of hostility.

Never mind making friends with a former demonic cultivator; now even the cold and upright master is already getting all sticky with a demonic cultivator...