Meng Hill’s air was fresh, with beautiful mountains and waters. Xia Xianning breathed deeply, gradually sorting out the meridians that had become somewhat chaotic due to the gradual awakening of divine power, feeling refreshed when he opened his eyes.
He glanced not far away, where many Chiqiong tribe members were gathered, doing something unknown.
Xia Xianning suddenly felt a bit lonely by himself, and he sighed softly, about to close his eyes again.
Just then, a voice spoke softly and shyly next to his ear: “Big brother.”
Xia Xianning: “…”
He blocked a hand that was about to touch his face, and the hand took the opportunity to pinch the back of his hand. Xia Xianning was cold as ice, while the other party smiled radiantly.
The girl in front of him was very beautiful, probably the most attractive among the Chiqiong tribe members. However, she wore many flowers, and the fragrance rushed directly into his nose, and she was about to fall into his arms.
Xia Xianning felt his position was disadvantageous, so he stood up with his back against a big tree, using his sword hilt to block her shoulder and prevent her from throwing herself at him.
Xia Xianning’s face was expressionless, almost pressed against the tree: “What do you want?”
The girl replied cheerfully: “You saved us during the day. We’ve sent me to offer myself to you, to sleep with you.”
Xia Xianning: “I already have a lover.”
The girl said: “It’s okay, just sleep together, it won’t affect anything.”
Xia Xianning was speechless. He gently pushed the girl away with his sword hilt and walked away.
The girl chased after him for a while, suddenly realizing he had disappeared. She looked around but couldn’t find him, and reluctantly returned to her companions.
Everyone asked: “What happened? Didn’t he want to?”
The girl pouted unhappily: “He said he has someone he likes.”
“But he clearly came alone. Maybe he just doesn’t like you and is making excuses?”
The girl thought this might be true and hesitated: “Maybe he likes men? Or someone darker? Or someone heavier?”
…”Let’s try again. Maybe he hasn’t gone far.”
Their group was the last to return.
