Chapter 441: Wicked Senior Sister (Second Update)

"Wait!!?"

"Oh my, don't be nervous~"

"You! You don't come over here!"

"Hehehehe! Go ahead and scream, I've already sealed this place off; even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will come to save you."

Jing Yueqin wore Ren Yidao's face, but her figure and voice were her own; the whole person was filled with a great sense of incongruity.

Very large.

Li Fengyao huddled in the corner, looking in terror at the "Ren Yidao" slowly approaching her, finally recalling the owner of this voice.

"You, you, you, are you that Senior Sister Jing from last time?"

Come to think of it, when they met last time, it seemed to be during a time when she was also in such a state of disarray...

Jing Yueqin gave a flirtatious wink and nodded with a grin.

"You guessed right~ Quickly turn into the appearance from last time and let Senior Sister dote on you properly. Don't make me do it myself! If I have to do it, then..."

"Stop! Don't come over! I'll change! I'll change, okay?"

Li Fengyao shouted to hold back Jing Yueqin, who had already leaned in and was preparing to grope her, and covered her chest, saying indignantly:

"And don't use his appearance anymore, you change back too!"

"I think it's quite good, don't get excited, alright, alright, I'll change, I'll change~"

Amidst Li Fengyao's shame and anger as she prepared to die to prove her resolve, after the two finally reached an agreement, the scene inside the carriage finally changed back from the previous eyesore to something pleasing to the eye.

Li Fengyao, having changed back into her womanly appearance, huddled in her wide robes, half of her snow-white, fragrant shoulder exposed, as she vigilantly stared at the woman before her.

Meanwhile, Jing Yueqin was wearing Ren Yidao's Daoist robe, gently shaking her head of red hair, and smilingly sizing up this Second Prince.

"Your Highness, you look truly pitiful in this state; no wonder that guy is so obsessed with you."

Jing Yueqin sat down close to Li Fengyao and raised her hand to affectionately drape it over her shoulder; her fingers lightly touched her shoulder, causing Li Fengyao to shiver subconsciously and try to dodge away.

Just as goosebumps rose on Li Fengyao, Jing Yueqin's fingers suddenly pressed against the wound pierced by the sword blade.

Hiss—

Fresh blood splashed out from the wound, turning into a blood sword that struck the roof of the carriage, nearly piercing through it.

"Hiss!"

Li Fengyao's previously uneasy expression immediately turned deathly pale; she bit her lip in pain and gripped her ankle tightly with her fingers.

Jing Yueqin's expression remained unchanged, and with her other hand, she gently rubbed the top of Li Fengyao's head, pressing her face against her own chest, and said softly:

"Good~ good~"

"Endure it, it will be fine in a little while."

The gentle voice seemed filled with magic, and her soft chest was filled with an intoxicating fragrance, causing Li Fengyao's tense body to relax involuntarily.

The two remained like this for a while before Jing Yueqin slowly released Li Fengyao from her embrace, successfully extracting a translucent Sword Intent from her shoulder.

Jing Yueqin toyed with the peerlessly sharp Sword Intent between her two fingers, her expression somewhat playful, and she tilted her head and smiled:

"Little Feng Yao, the person who attacked you actually held back; it didn't take much effort to take it out. Does he like you?"

Little Feng Yao?

"Cough cough... what?"

Li Fengyao raised her head, wanting to refute this name, but turned her head away, somewhat avoiding Jing Yueqin's gaze.

"... Don't talk nonsense, she is my younger sister."

Jing Yueqin said "oh"; she seemed to understand, but also seemed not to.

"Oh, a younger sister~ Younger sisters are good, younger sisters are great!"

Seeing her like this, Li Fengyao knew she had overthought it.

"It's not what you think, it's my biological younger sister."

Who knew, this woman's eyes became even brighter, and she became all excited.

"Ah? Oh! Biological is also not bad! Though, it has nothing to do with me anyway~"

"... Sigh."

Li Fengyao's lips moved, but in the end, she gave up on explaining.

Tired.

Let her think whatever she wants; just let her continue to misunderstand like this.

"Why are you disguised as him? Where is he?"

Wasn't it agreed that the one in the carriage was him?

How could it be you, this impostor!

Bad review!

Speaking of this, Jing Yueqin pouted her lips and hummed unhappily.

Hmph!

"Who knows? Probably went out to play with his younger sister."

"Said he was running off to the Eastern Wasteland and would be back in a while, but it's been so long and he hasn't even sent a message back."

"He must have found another younger sister outside and has already forgotten the Senior Sister waiting bitterly for him at home."

Sour.

Even listening from the side, Li Fengyao felt the whole person feeling sour.

"The Eastern Wasteland? So he really went to search for it..."

Li Fengyao recalled the information she had provided him earlier; she hadn't expected him to go so quickly, not wasting even a moment.

"Is Master really that important to him?"

"Heh."

"Other people's masters are worth their disciples risking danger to find, but what about my master?"

She did not know what she had thought of, and she silently sneered.

Li Fengyao thought she had hidden herself well, not knowing that her subtle movements had all fallen into the eyes of Jing Yueqin.

But this eccentric Senior Sister asked nothing; instead, she grinningly leaned her face over and blew a light breath into her ear.

"Hoo~"

"Eek!?"

Interrupted like this, Li Fengyao had no thoughts left in her mind and dodged to the side with a look of terror, only to suddenly discover that she had been firmly clamped by a pair of seemingly slender and weak arms.

"What are you doing?"

Jing Yueqin did not answer, smiling with a dangerous look in her eyes.

"Alright! Let's not talk about that heartless fellow anymore!"

"Since your injuries have already been healed, it is now time for me to collect my fee!"

Li Fengyao: Hm?

She hurriedly covered her chest, looking vigilantly at this temperamental red-haired demoness.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Hehehehe."

Slurp.

Jing Yueqin did not answer, only giggled bewitchingly.

"Let Senior Sister help you check how your body is developing!"

"Be good!"

"Let me see!"

And just as the great Demon Jing was ravaging Li Fengyao in her embrace, the aggrieved party, Daoist Ren, was still completely unaware of this.

However, even if he knew, he probably would not have any extreme reaction.

Anyway, he was familiar with both of them and knew them like the back of his hand; they had all fought together under the covers.

They are all my, Huhu's, wings!

As long as you don't truly get knotted up, some interactions that deepen your feelings won't cause him any psychological fluctuations at all.

Huhu still has this much confidence in himself.

He truly does not believe there is anything that can defeat his Fox Staff Technique......

Ren Yidao is more interested in one thing right now.

At this moment, he is pulling Shi Xue to hide in the distance, quietly peeking at the two young girls surrounded by a group of people over there.

This is not the point.

The point is, among the crowd surrounding Li Lingling and the others, there is an inconspicuous figure.

Ren Yidao stared smilingly at Li Yiyi, who was disguised as a Purple Shadow Sect disciple, and chuckled inwardly:

"What is this situation?"

"Young man, are you preparing to commit insubordination and defeat your evil sister?"