Duan Yun started setting the mountain on fire.
Setting the at Mountain on fire.
As the at Mountain burned, it released a strange fragrance.
This fragrance was similar to the sll of roasted chestnuts, with an added mysterious and exquisite aroma, very pleasant indeed.
Duan Yun stood at the forefront, inhaling most of it.
At this mont, he suddenly realized sothing was wrong.
This fragrance was off!
Because sothing in him was reacting.
Green Jade approached and said, "This sll isn't right."
"Let's get out first," Duan Yun suggested.
This was a subterranean cave, and although it had a vast space, once it filled with smoke, they'd all turn into dried, smoked chicken.
When they ca here, they just ran forward chasing after sothing. It was only on the way back that they realized this path was quite long.
The further they walked out, the stronger the aroma beca.
By this point, suddenly, they heard heavy breathing from behind.
When they turned around, they saw Second Master Wang Xiaofeng and Third Sect Master Cao Wang entangled together.
They were continuously fondling each other, with Wang Xiaofeng, who had four eyebrows, wrapping herself around Cao Wang like a snake, twisting and turning, while uttering coquettish sounds like "Little Wang Wang" and "Little Wang Zai."
This scene was undoubtedly an eyesore, more so than the smoke.
The key was that while they were entangled, they would shout "I want to be a hero!" from ti to ti.
If it weren't for Duan Yun's own strong bodily reaction, he would have gone back to beat them up.
Who does such things while shouting such noble slogans?
It wasn't just Wang Xiaofeng and Cao Wang.
In fact, when Duan Yun started setting the mountain on fire, Little Mountain City erupted in ash once more, even more so than before.
Along with it ca this strange fragrance.
When this fragrance perated, no one could withstand it.
Even Second Master Wang Xiaofeng and Third Sect Master Cao Wang, who had deep powers, succumbed in less than the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn, and the ordinary people fell even faster.
Those who were pillars at the gathering above, who a mont ago were loudly proclaiming "I want to be a hero!" and enticing others to be heroes, found themselves entangled the next mont.
A scholar, who appeared to be quite fair, was covered by six or seven colleagues, virtually drenched in sweat.
In Little Mountain City, two bachelors who had grudges with each other were at this mont loving and affectionate.
The unluckily lonely ones found themselves with a mutual affection for either a chicken or a rabbit.
The entire Little Mountain City descended into an indescribable absurdity.
You could say that their colors surpassed the flas when setting the mountain on fire.
Duan Yun and Green Jade made their way back up.
Both of them were breathing heavily, neither saying a word.
They feared that once they spoke, they couldn't control themselves.
Green Jade couldn't find where to go, and leaving the ancestral hall, she just instinctively walked back blushing fiercely.
As they walked, they returned to the small courtyard where they had stayed before.
At this mont, Green Jade finally said, blushing, "The day is breaking."
Duan Yun, also panting heavily, replied, "Then what?"
"Ziyu should be waking up," Green Jade answered.
Duan Yun's face flushed red, as if drunk, and he said, "I like Sister."
Green Jade's expression instantly turned complex, angrily retorting, "I hate you!"
After speaking, her expression transford, no longer complex.
Ziyu returned.
Ziyu's eyes cleared for just a mont before becoming lost again.
With a creak, Duan Yun pushed the door open, saying, "Let's pack up and leave quickly."
Then, he pointed angrily at his lower half, saying, "Impulse is the devil. Impulse is both handcuffs and leg irons."
But in the next instant, he froze in place.
Because he saw that hole.
The hole in the wall.
The hole he had personally carved out.
Seeing this hole, he couldn't help but think of the story Ziyu wrote called "Foolish Cave," and the eighteen variations inspired by a hole.
He turned his head and caught sight of Ziyu, with her bewildered expression and flushed cheeks, and suddenly she seed incredibly dazzling.
Ziyu was indeed a beauty. In Yuzhu Manor, except for the panda, the donkey, and the Murong brothers, if you weren't a beauty, you couldn't survive.
And at this mont, Ziyu was breathtakingly beautiful.
This feeling was like in those dreams, where the woman you're with is always the most beautiful and tempting, so tempting that it doesn't make sense, and you simply can't resist.
At this mont, Duan Yun found himself unable to hold back.
"Ziyu, I want to with you..."
Ziyu said, "You want to sleep with . Tell , how do you want it?"
After saying this, Ziyu was surprised at her boldness and straightforwardness, feeling that she was too audacious.
This was indeed what she wanted in her heart, but in this situation, she couldn't help but blurt it out.
Duan Yun imdiately pointed at the hole in the wall, saying, "That hole."
Ziyu realized it imdiately, saying, "You're a pervert!"
Duan Yun said, "I just want to feel that sensation."
Ziyu called him a pervert, yet she went to the next room.
After that, through that hole, there was naturally the legendary eting of sweet dews and golden winds, surpassing countless worldly encounters.
In short, Duan Yun and Ziyu tried everything that was written and unwritten in Ziyu's book.
After all, as a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy, Duan Yun was adept at creating his own martial arts.
Yes, this kind of thing was also martial arts!
I, Young Hero Duan, declare it so.
After everything, Ziyu supported herself against the wall, drenched in fragrant sweat.
While Duan Yun stood with his hands on his hips, slightly panting.
Their intensity just now was no less than exterminating the entire Huangshan Sword Sect.
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