C1 Wrong kiss with the most devilish of men(1)

The surface of the stream was very wide. The water was not deep and the bottom could be seen clearly.

There were tall trees and short flowers on both sides of the river, which gave off a faint sense of vitality in the early morning mist.

Occasionally, a cool breeze would blow by, causing the dew on the branch to fall onto the girl's head.

The girl sat cross-legged on a big rock by the stream as she carried out her daily morning cultivation. Plain Text Update Extra Fast

"Phew!"

The girl's thick eyelashes fluttered a little, like a butterfly in the morning flowers, with translucent wings.

Taking a deep breath, the girl opened her eyes. Her eyes were as clear as the water in this stream; they were as black as the stars in the sky.

"Ai, useless again. How depressing."

The girl curled her lips and pouted her pink lips, bringing with it a myriad of magnificence.

This world was a martial arts world, and everyone cultivated combat abilities. The weak could strengthen their bodies and the strong could reach the heavens and the earth, and their palms could be filled with good fortune.

In the process of cultivating combat power, the first step was to feel combat power, the second step was to separate combat power, and the third step was to use combat power to temper the body.

He could barely make it to these three steps, but that was only the initial step of fighting strength cultivation. Only by completing body refining with fighting strength and using it to assist in battle, and reaching the third level, could one be qualified to be called a soldier!

He had a little bit of status in this world.

The girl's name was Feng Yi. She had been able to sense her fighting strength since she was two years old and was able to separate herself from others when she was three. To the bystanders, she would have been able to complete this enlightenment about six or seven years old.

But from then on, he could not absorb any battle power, let alone use it to refine his body.

Every time she separated a strand of combat power from the air and absorbed it into her body, the combat power would quickly slip away like a fish. It was like an unfathomable fate, and she could never catch it.

"Hua, Hua, Hua!"

The water in the stream flowed tirelessly as usual, and Feng Yi had already sat on the rock for twelve years.

Since she was three years old, she had not improved at all. However, she was like this river, tirelessly cultivating day after day.

Feng Yi stroked her long hair, falling down her back like a waterfall.

He rolled up the legs of his pants and put them into the water. There was a single stroke, like the tail of a mermaid.

Enjoying the feeling of the water flowing past her legs, she brushed it with a little force. It was extremely gentle, as if the water was playing with her.

Her slender calves, beautiful curves, and skin as white as jade exuded a trace of healthy pink. It made others wish they could take her back.

"Boom, gulp!"

Suddenly, a very different sound came from the water. It was as if something very big had been washed down by the water …

Feng Yi raised her head and looked at the water.

She narrowed her large, beautiful eyes slightly and saw that, as the strange sounds grew closer, a dark, elongated object was being pushed toward her feet by the water of the stream.

"Eh?"

Feng Yi was slightly shocked as her beautiful eyes widened. She instantly felt a strong pressure radiate out, and ordinary people would not dare to look her in the eye.

Feng Yi looked at the river, what was being washed away was actually a person, her entire body was immersed in the water, like a dead fish, without any signs of life.

This river had flowed out from the Magic Beast Forest not far ahead, so there were occasionally drowning demonic beasts in the river, but this was probably the first time for a drowning person.

However, in this world, the dead often existed. Feng Yi did not have much ability nor did she have such good intentions.

But when she looked again, she had other thoughts.

The people in the river were riddled with wounds, but there was no blood, probably washed away by the river.

What surprised Feng Yi the most was that this person did not look like someone who drowned at all.

He was wearing a slightly tattered, dark golden long robe, and looked as if he was shining in the water. A dragon was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws was embroidered on his sleeves and the front of his clothes with golden threads. It was extremely lifelike, as if it was about to fly out of his clothes and pounce on Feng Yi.

"Whoa!"

Feng Yi jumped into the water and raised her eyebrows. A dragon embroidered on the clothes of a dead person could actually have such an arrogant aura, it could be seen that this was not a good bird!

However, saving a person's life was better than building a seven-layered pagoda. Since it was a simple task, why not drag him up for a look?

Feng Yi did not think anymore, and used all her strength to drag the person who was about to die, to the shore.

This man was not very heavy, but Feng Yicai was fifteen years old and had cultivated for more than ten years with no results. She was just an ordinary girl and did not have the strength to easily carry a man out of the water or to put him in any other positions.

"Tsk, he's almost dead, what posture are you still in!"

After dragging the dead man onto the grass, Feng Yi wiped the sweat off her forehead and couldn't help but sigh. Although she was a young miss of a small clan, she still didn't have the strength to do things! There couldn't be any real status either.

Hateful battle prowess, do you have any enmity with me?

A piece of white pendant fell out of her chest and shook twice, hitting her round and delicate chin, looking very naughty.

Feng Yi casually grabbed the jade and stuffed it back into her neck, then fiercely exhaled and looked at the man again.

"Hmm."

He was very young, and looked to be about seventeen or eighteen; but the lines of his cold and stiff face, as well as the pressure emitted from between his thick eyebrows, would make people automatically ignore his age; and if it wasn't for Feng Yi, as a person, he would probably have knelt down and kowtowed.

His exquisite facial features were definitely the most proud work of the heavens.

Her skin was fair and exquisite, like the best porcelain; her nose was straight and straight; she had an innate aloofness; her lips were thin, the color of her cheeks was rosy; her chin was slightly long; she looked like an elegant prince; her forehead was high and shiny with wisdom.

All of these combinations could only lead to one word being spoken: monstrous genius!

Feng Yi snorted and muttered:

"No matter how handsome you are, you'll drown. No matter how cool you are, you're afraid of bricks. What's so amazing about that!"

Feng Yi decided to save the person first. She looked at the person's stomach, it did not bulge and probably did not drink much water.

He was about eight feet long and half a head taller than his eldest brother. His slightly lean body was covered in wet clothes and his muscles bulged with explosive power.

"It is indeed very handsome! "Very sexy!"

Feng Yi muttered again as her little head rested on his chest. Listening to her heartbeat, her long hair was let down, and she looked like she was going to sleep on his chest. molestation?

"Since I can't hear his heartbeat nor his breathing, I'll first perform a cardiac pacing exercise for him."

As Feng Yi continued to ponder about it, her two lily-white hands intersected around his chest as she tried to press them twice …

It didn't seem to be of any use at all.

Ever since she came to this world, other than walking and eating, she didn't seem to have any extra strength.

"Looks like I can only come up with a plan. However …"

Feng Yi pursed her pink lips, unwillingly shook her head, and sighed inwardly:

"Seems like I've made a huge loss this time.

But since he dragged him out, there's no reason for us to just let him die like that, right? "

Although this person did not breathe nor did his heart beat, his skin and limbs were extremely soft. He did not seem like a dead person at all.

Staring at his rosy lips for a long time, Feng Yi finally made up her mind.

First kiss, first kiss, first kiss!

As if she was going to be dragged onto the guillotine, Feng Yi ruthlessly dragged that person into position with her head slightly tilted downwards. Then, as she laid on the ground, she pinched his nose with one hand and her cheek with the other.

"Breathe!"

"Phew! Phew!"

After a long while, Feng Yi's face reddened, the hand that was holding onto his nose was a little sore, but this person didn't seem to have any reaction, as if she was really dead, and her body wasn't very hot either.

Feng Yi could not help but mutter: "Could it be that I kissed a dead body?"

"Ugh!"

Unable to hold back his retching, two words flashed through Feng Yi's mind:

"Scoundrel?"

"Plop!"

Just as Feng Yi was about to throw up, a great force suddenly flipped her over and threw her onto the ground.

"Such a bold little girl, how dare she secretly kiss me!"

An elegant voice, like the color of a string, sounded beside his ear, bringing with it a peculiar threat and magnetic allure.

Feng Yi had the urge to roll her eyes, when she looked up, she immediately realized that something was amiss.

This man was in the midst of toppling her to the ground. He opened his eyes and his gaze was like two sharp blades that pierced her heart!

Although this man has a nice appearance, he's not reasonable at all. I saved him, alas. He doesn't thank me and still dares to scold me!

Humph!

Feng Yi replied lightly:

"A kiss, what's there to steal?"