Central Luozhou,
White Lotus Sect Headquarters.
Yan Bingyue looked at the people in front of her with a solemn expression.
"So, a group of extraordinary killers have appeared on your Green Lotus Sect's territory?"
Several people nodded slightly, their expressions solemn.
The leader was a cold-faced young man with a gloomy expression. He glanced at Yan Bingyue, a flash of admiration flashing in his eyes. He immediately said:
"This is indeed the case, and this is why I waited for you, the White Lotus Sect."
"I would like to ask you to join hands with me, the Green Lotus Sect, to kill these killers of civilians!"
Yan Bingyue frowned slightly, she had no objection to cooperation. But there has been a long-standing feud between the Green Lotus Sect and the White Lotus Sect, and there is no guarantee that they will be stabbed in the back by the other side.
Thinking about this, she slowly said:
“It’s not impossible to cooperate if you want.”
"It's just that we need to coordinate the attack, and when facing the killer, we need half of the troops from each side."
The cold-faced boy immediately nodded in agreement without even thinking about it.
"If we encounter a killer, our Qinglian Sect should attack first."
"So, does the White Lotus Saint have any other questions?"
Yan Bingyue thought for a moment and shook her head slightly.
"In that case, see you in seven days!"
The cold-faced boy cupped his hands, turned and left the White Lotus Sect's station.
…
Jiaocheng,
In a remote and quiet courtyard.
Three strokes above the moon,
There was silence all around, except for the chirping of insects.
Suddenly a melodious cry broke the silence of the night.
Then, there was an increasingly rapid sound of shaking the bed.
"Bingbing, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me?"
Yang Dong's tone was urgent and impatient, and he rushed into the enemy's formation.
Yan Bingyue wanted to refuse but returned the favor, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she bit Yang Dong's shoulder hard.
Yang Dong was in pain, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
What a female thief, she still dares to resist!
I will tell you today that my water properties are so wonderful!
What if a rising tide lifts all boats?
So what if the wind is high and the waves are rough?
As long as I hold my breath long enough, as long as I speak quickly enough.
No matter how hard you try, I can still subdue you, the clam spirit, from the stormy waves!
Suddenly, the war between humans and monsters entered a fierce stage.
What a clam spirit, he actually figured out how to spray water to lure the enemy!
Look at me turning over rivers and seas, heading straight for Huanglong.
Not long after, the battlefield changed from a wooden bed to a table. Then there is the window, the high platform...
A fierce battle ended with both sides calling it quits and agreeing to fight again next time.
It’s just that whether it’s Yang Dong or Yan Bingyue.
None of them noticed that, next door to the bedroom, a pair of pure and lovely eyes were secretly observing everything.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the next few days."
After the battle, Yan Bingyue regained her former aloofness.
Yang Dong had long been accustomed to her personality switching. He raised his hand to squeeze it with enjoyment and said in a relaxed tone:
"Why is this? Does the White Lotus Sect have any tasks assigned to you?"
Yan Bingyue frowned slightly, and her delicate body dodged Yang Dong's attack.
"There are still remnants of those killers, and I need to take action to eliminate them."
"Why don't you let Lao Liu...I mean Senior Hong go over and help you?"
A hint of heartbeat flashed in Yan Bingyue's eyes. But after a moment, he shook his head again.
"This matter involves the Qinglian Sect, and it is not appropriate for Senior Hong to take action."
"Besides, my White Lotus Sect protector is accompanying me this time, so I don't think I have to worry."
"The Qinglian Sect will also take action together?"
When Yang Dong heard this, his expression froze.
Speaking of which, it seems that the task assigned to him by the crazy demon girl was to secretly gather the Qinglian cult members.
However, after not seeing her for decades, do those Qinglian sect members still care about this holy girl like Mad Criticizing Demon Girl?
He pondered for a moment and his eyes lit up slightly.
Whether you care or not, maybe you can send the High and Low Protectors there.
In this way, he has completed his task. And with these two brothers here, Yan Bingyue can also have an extra layer of protection.
"That's all, just wait a moment."
Yang Dong suddenly stood up and found his coat on the desk.
He reached in and groped around, took out two bud tubes, and handed them to Yan Bingyue.
As long as you ignite this place at the right time, you can trigger thunder.
I don't have much left of this, so use it with care.
Yan Bingyue looked slightly startled, and a touch of tenderness appeared on her cold cheeks.
She took the detonator and carefully hid it in her dress by the window. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt that there were enemy troops attacking behind him.
The coldness on his cheeks flashed past, and his eyebrows furrowed to support himself.
"Brother, don't do this..."
"It's getting brighter...hmm~"
…
Next door to the bedroom,
Yao Jia stretched out her soft jade hands and covered her cherry mouth with force.
Her eyes widened, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her red cheeks.
Mr. Yang...how could he do this!
It's already dawn, but he still bullies Miss Yan like this.
But Miss Yan's expression seems to be a little painful, but also a little enjoyable?
Is that there?
Yao Jia lightly pursed her red lips and reached down with her soft jade hands.
The moment she touched it, her delicate body trembled violently.
The trembling lasted for half a cup of tea!
Yao Jia's eyes were watery, but also had a bit of a girlish youthfulness.
Accompanied by unskilled techniques, he hummed softly, seeming to maintain a similar frequency to Yang Dong...
…
Jiaocheng,
The residence Han Zheng arranged for Yang Dong,
Yang Dong searched all over the house, but could not find Yao Jia.
Strange, where has this little girl gone?
Why can't I see her anywhere?
Could it be that he was caught by a trafficker?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.
This little girl is really relying on her pampering to become more and more lawless!
Where is Luozhou?
Nowadays, the war is chaotic, and there are victims and bandits running around like this. Isn't this nonsense?
Yang Dong complained, turned around and walked quickly outside the house.
But the next second, a soft ball of flesh crashed into his arms.
"Huh? Yao Jia?"
Yang Dong lowered his head slightly and happened to see Yao Jia's eyes filled with autumn water.
Yao Jia's heart skipped a beat, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.
"Mr. Yang~"
"Uh... do you have a fever?"
Yang Dong looked at Yao Jia with blushing cheeks and immediately let go of his arms.
Then he raised his palm and touched the other person's forehead worriedly.
It does seem a little hot. Could it be that I have a fever?
A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he was about to take Yao Jia to see the doctor, when he suddenly saw a ball of beige cloth in her hand.
When Yang Dong saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You feel your forehead is hot. Are you going to get some water and apply it on your forehead?"
"Just wait a moment and I'll get you some water."
Yang Dong gave an order, and with a flick of his wrist, he took the beige cloth ball from Yao Jia's hand.
Wait, why is this cloth wet?
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Subconsciously he lowered his head and looked at his palm.
At this moment, Yao Jia's cheeks were as red as blood, and her chest was heaving violently.
She didn't wait for Yang Dong to lower his head, snatched the ball of cloth and flew in the other direction.
"Mr. Yang, I'm fine, don't worry about me!"
"Weird girl."
Yang Dong smiled faintly and shook his head slightly. He took out his handkerchief and was about to wipe his palms. Suddenly, a familiar smell of seafood entered my nose.
He looked startled, and then his expression changed wildly.
