The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?! Chapter 195 You Can't Hit Me

Yan Xiaoru's sudden outspokenness shattered the deathly silence in the tent.

Li Muyang lifted his head, staring at her in astonishnt.

But he saw the woman looking at him with a serene expression, saying, "You should leave the mountain."

She repeated the sentence once again.

On the face of this usually aloof and haughty woman, Li Muyang was seeing such serenity for the first ti.

For the expressionless Yan Xiaoru, such a calm and undisturbed deanor was already an incredibly gentle posture.

She quietly watched Li Muyang, her eyes no longer indifferent.

Her tone was also calm and detached.

"Everyone on Pingyang Ridge is dood to die, the Blood Lotus Sect will not spare anyone. But you are different, you still have a way to live."

"In the past ten days, you have already done enough, but there's no other way, the followers of the Blood Lotus Sect surrounding the mountain are becoming more nurous, it's better to descend the mountain and surrender rather than staying here to die."

Yan Xiaoru spoke, removing the Qiankun Ring from her hand and handing it to Li Muyang.

"This is my Qiankun Ring, rather than letting the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect benefit from my death, it's better given to you."

"Staying with the Blood Lotus Sect, you will have a better future than staying in the Refinent Demon Sect."

Yan Xiaoru's fair fingers held the light green ring, resembling a grass loop.

But against her fair fingers, the plain light green ring looked inexplicably beautiful.

Looking at the ring being offered in front of him and listening to Yan Xiaoru's words, Li Muyang scratched his head and then gave a bitter smile, "It's not that desperate yet..."

He still had his last trump card, the Startling Swan Immortal Sword obtained from the secret domain of the Demon Sword City.

Even though his cultivation was sealed and Li Muyang could not activate mana, the power of the Startling Swan Immortal Sword was greatly reduced.

But the Startling Swan Immortal Sword was an immortal artifact of divine level, and the eerie blood mist that sealed everyone's cultivation was rely at the sa level as the Immortal Sword.

Although the power of the Startling Swan Immortal Sword was limited in this region, it was still easy to sweep a group of Blood Lotus Sect demons who had their cultivations stripped away.

The consequences of exposing the immortal artifact were too severe, however.

With Li Muyang's current level of cultivation and reputation, once it beca known that he possessed an ancient immortal sword, the entire cultivation world would go insane.

An ancient immortal sword in the hands of a minor Core Formation realm?

The big shots of the cultivation world would fail their duty to heaven if they didn't co to snatch this sword!

Moreover, it hadn't reached the point of desperation where he needed to stake his life yet.

Li Muyang sighed, "Elder Yan, why be so disheartened? We've been trapped here for ten days, and the fact that the number of people surrounding the mountain is increasing is actually a good sign."

Li Muyang's words made Yan Xiaoru furrow her eyebrows slightly, "A good sign?"

Li Muyang nodded, "Yes, a good sign. The increasing number of people surrounding the mountain ans that the followers of the Blood Lotus Sect who went to hunt other Demon Sect elders are gradually turning back."

"I believe with the strength of our Demon Sect elders, they won't be easily caught by the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect."

"Ten days is enough for most elders to escape this region and return to the outside world."

"By now, the grand army of our Refinent Demon Sect must be fighting against the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect on the borders of this forbidden area."

"The Blood Lotus Sect is indeed strong, but after all, they only number in the tens of thousands. anwhile, under the dominion of the Refinent Demon Sect, the vast territory and nurous population make mobilizing a few hundred thousand mortal troops no problem."

In this world, cultivators are the dominant force, with those possessing great divine powers and flying boats, transporting hundreds of thousands of troops over a short period is not a problem.

The demon beasts cavalry of the Blood Lotus Sect is indeed formidable, and their martial warriors far surpass ordinary people in strength.

But facing the relentless attacks from the Refinent Demon Sect's endless troops, even the stronger soldiers of the Blood Lotus Sect can't fight against overwhelming numbers.

Li Muyang smiled, "Perhaps by holding on for a few more days, we could see the arrival of reinforcents."

Li Muyang's smile was gentle, his tone serene.

"...It's not yet the point of desperate straits."

In the light patter of rain, Li Muyang gently grasped Yan Xiaoru's hand in return, looking at her sincerely and calmly.

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"I will stand by Elder Yan until the last mont!"

Li Muyang's words were so natural, his actions so deft.

Yan Xiaoru held out her hand towards him, intending to pass the Qiankun Ring to him.

However, Li Muyang declined the Qiankun Ring and instead gently held Yan Xiaoru's hand.

Their eyes t, and the air seed to solidify.

Clearly, Yan Xiaoru was dumbfounded.

She was frightened by Li Muyang's audaciously bold move.

Outside the tent, the drizzling rain seed to vanish by her ears.

Her pupils contracted continuously, with only the gentle smiling face in her sight.

All seed to fade away from her in the entire world.

The warmth from his palm felt like a searing iron, causing Yan Xiaoru to abruptly step back several paces.

"Are you... are you crazy?!"

Yan Xiaoru's voice quivered angrily as she questioned Li Muyang, hiding her trembling hand behind her.

The forrly fearso Law Enforcent Elder now even lowered her voice in anger, fearing it might be overheard outside.

She stared fixedly at Li Muyang, her usually aloof face for the first ti showing anger.

As an elder of the Demon Sect, a commander of the Enforcent Hall, she should be angry at being so impudently disrespected by an Inner Sect Disciple… Yan Xiaoru felt she should be angry.

But that anger, paired with her subdued voice, appeared so lacking in confidence, so guilty.

Seeing Yan Xiaoru step back in anger, Li Muyang didn't persist.

He stood still, facing the ice-cold-eyed woman, helplessly spreading his hands.

"Ten days ago, on the night on the walls of Tianjiao City, Elder Yan, you asked a question."

"At that ti, I was slow to react and failed to speak my heart; I regretted it."

"Over the last ten days, I have been pondering that question—how to answer Elder Yan."

"Now I feel I have thought it through… Elder Yan, may I ask you to pose the question one more ti?"

"This ti, I will tell you my true feelings."

Li Muyang's eyes were sincere and serious.

Yan Xiaoru stared hard at him, examining Li Muyang's sincere and earnest expression as if trying to see through what lay beneath this young and handso face.

She stared at Li Muyang intently for a long while before finally speaking emotionlessly, word by word.

"I can pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

"You're just a disciple of the Demon Sect, regardless of whatever inappropriate thoughts you might have harbored, I hope you will completely extinguish them!"

After speaking, Yan Xiaoru turned and left with an icy gaze.

That icy profile was enough to terrify everyone in the Demon Sect—Elder Yan was truly angry.

However, the mont she turned, the man's warm, rough palm reached out and grasped hers again.

"Elder Yan..."

Slap—

A crisp slap echoed within the tent.

The interlocked pair fell silent in an instant.

Yan Xiaoru silently looked at Li Muyang, then at her own hand that had swung involuntarily, and at the man who, despite being slapped, still firmly grasped her wrist...

The previously furious Elder Yan suddenly appeared less imposing.

"...You're not allowed to hit !"