Chapter 15
Xiao Boyang woke up.
He was startled awake by Qiao Wan.
With this scare, his drowsiness and drunkenness quickly cleared up.
When he woke up, the moon was in the sky, and the mountain wind blew on his hot cheeks. There were empty wine jars scattered on the ground.
The young man reached up to his head.
Why did he dream about Qiao Wan?!
Xiao Boyang thought in horror.
And he dreamed about her... her riding that... that snake!
"Xiao Boyang?"
A fellow disciple who had been drinking with him looked at his unhappy face and asked curiously, "What kind of expression is that? Did you dream about a ghost?"
Xiao Boyang's face looked unpleasant. "I dreamt of something scarier than a ghost."
"Something scarier than a ghost? What did you dream about?"
"Tell me. Was Ma Huaizhen involved?"
Xiao Boyang clenched his teeth and hit his head. "I dreamt of Qiao Wan."
"Pfft—"
A mouthful of wine suddenly sprayed out of the disciple's mouth.
"You dreamt about Qiao Wan?!!"
"That's what I said!" The disciple seemed to have finally confirmed some speculation and boldly slammed a wine jar onto the ground, shouting, "I knew you had feelings for Qiao Wan! Your true feelings are exposed now, aren't they?"
"How am I showing any special feelings towards her?" Xiao Boyang angrily asked.
"You chase after her all the time. Isn't that special enough? If you didn't have any feelings for her, why would you dream about her?!"
"Tell me, when you dreamt about her, were you really excited?"
The image of the girl's pale face with no expression came to mind.
He was pretty startled.
"Was your heart pounding uncontrollably?"
It was racing quite quickly.
"Did you dream about doing something to her?"
Pulling her away to escape, does that count?
"You think about her during the day, dream about her at night. Don't you admit that you have feelings for her?!"
He had feelings for Qiao Wan?
Thinking about the girl's dead face and her calling out "Martial Brother Xiao" in a monotone voice, Xiao Boyang couldn't help but shiver.
It would be truly bizarre if he had feelings for Qiao Wan!
Xiao Boyang gritted his teeth and thought, he would rather daydream about that snake than develop feelings for Qiao Wan, this terrible girl!
He already had someone he liked!
His crush...
Thinking about the soft smile on the girl's lips, Xiao Boyang blushed. He snatched the wine jar and took a swig.
Although the two of them had similar faces, they gave off completely different vibes...
Damn it.
Why was he thinking about Qiao Wan again?
Xiao Boyang panicked and took another sip of wine, quickly trying to calm himself down.
Why wouldn't Qiao Wan just leave him alone?!
The other male disciples knew he liked Mu Xiaoxiao. Seeing his expression as if he had swallowed a fly, they didn't bother him.
"Martial Sister Mu has been back for two or three days, right?" One of them reached out an arm and nudged him. "Do you want to go up to Yuqing Peak to see her?"
"Would you like to go and see Yuqing Peak?"
Xiao Boyang paused for a moment, holding the wine jar in his arms and didn't say anything, but he really started to consider the feasibility of this suggestion.
Just at the same time that Xiao Boyang woke up in fright, the ancient house, snake-woman, and young man in front of Qiao Wan disappeared completely.
Qiao Wan was startled for a moment, only then realizing that Xiao Boyang had woke up.
That was really scary.
Qiao Wan thought disappointingly that she hadn't had enough fun riding yet.
After stepping out of Xiao Boyang's dream, Qiao Wan took two steps forward.
This time, she saw a palace.
The floor was covered with snowy white carpets, and the pillars were carved with phoenixes. The golden animal-shaped incense burners in the palace released a curling fragrance that gently dispersed in the air.
What caught her attention the most was a large bed in the palace.
A gust of night wind blew and opened the layers of sheer curtains, revealing intertwined figures on the bed.
A young man in red lay on the bed with disheveled hair and half-dressed.
Underneath him, a young girl was sweating profusely, softly crying and resting her hand weakly on the man's chest.
Oh my goodness.
After seeing this scene clearly, Qiao Wan was instantly dumbfounded.
This was Feng Wangyan and Mu Xiaoxiao, right?
This... this was Feng Wangyan's dream?
Qiao Wan was speechless.
In "Immortal Ascending Road," there were actually a lot of plots that pushed the boundaries. Following the principle of a thrilling battlefield, the female lead, Mu Xiaoxiao, was often fought over by various male characters, and there were also plenty of forced love situations.
But the impact of the visuals was completely different from the words.
Even Qiao Wan couldn't help but blush instantly and exclaimed with a stutter in her heart.
This... this is too outrageous... she... she couldn't bear to watch.
On the bed not far away, it seemed like they were about to reach a critical point.
While kissing the girl beneath him, Feng Wangyan unfastened his own belt.
Qiao Wan's eyes were blank, her brain spinning rapidly.
Feng Wangyan, he's a phoenix, and phoenixes are considered birds...
Don't birds only have reproductive organs?
With this thought, her consciousness promptly twisted the changes in the dream.
The young man looked down at the girl beneath him, gently stroking her soft hair, his eyes tinged with the dark color of desire.
"Xiaoxiao..."
His Jiaojiao.
When the arrow is on the string, it has to be released.
Suddenly, there seemed to be some strange change happening beneath him.
Feng Wangyan froze, sensing something, and reached down with his hand to touch.
Nothing.
An empty vastness.
And beneath him, the girl blinked her wet eyelashes, her starry eyes glistening. With a soft, tender voice, she asked, "Feng Wangyan?"
It seemed like... another person just woke up.
Looking at the empty space in front of her.
Qiao Wan scratched her head and exited Feng Wangyan's dream.
"Sorry for interrupting."
She would never admit that she woke up this bald chicken. In fact, she was quite happy about it.
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Is there a dream scarier than this?
When the arrow is on the string and realizes it doesn't have an arrow.
Feng Wangyan's expression suddenly changed and he woke up in fright.
After coming back to his senses, he quickly subconsciously reached out to touch.
The young man let out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.
Fortunately, still here.
The soft voice of the girl in his dream seemed to echo in his ears, and he could still smell the sweet fragrance on the side of her neck.
How could he have this dream?!
Although he was a phoenix who had already taken human form, why... why did he still have this dream?
Thinking about the heart-pounding feeling in his recent dream, Feng Wangyan couldn't help but grit his teeth, and he remembered the fear he had when he was controlled by this thing in his childhood.
He got out of bed and poured himself a cup of tea, taking a few sips to calm down.
It had been over two hours since he was brought by a little disciple to the cave as instructed by Gao Lanzhi.
Thinking about Mu Xiaoxiao's beautiful face, Feng Wangyan became even more anxious. There was a visible impatience in her beautiful appearance. But because of his fire attribute, he couldn't personally visit her.
The reason why Mu Xiaoxiao's heat toxin was so heavy was ultimately because of their constant proximity.
In the past, when he was imprisoned in Broken Bone Deep Abyss by Mei Kangping, it was that soft girl Jiaojiao who saved him from the abyss.
He sneered, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
She just raised her eyes, gently stroked the scars on his wings, and asked carefully, "Did it hurt a lot?"
From that moment on, even if it meant giving her his life, he accepted it.
The Kunshan Sect was originally her sect, so they wouldn't treat her unfairly.
Feng Wangyan closed his eyes and tried to calm himself.
If they mistreated her, he would take Xiaoxiao and leave. He never cared about anyone in this world, only Mu Xiaoxiao was an exception.
Whoever dared to hurt her, he would kill them.
Thinking about the girl so similar to Mu Xiaoxiao, a mocking smile appeared on Feng Wangyan's lips.
But in the end, it was just an insignificant clump of grass.
How could the glow of glowing grass compare to the sun and moon?
What she stole from Xiaoxiao, he would make her return it one by one.
Xiaoxiao.
The memory of their life and death dependence in Broken Bone Deep Abyss, the image of the girl blinking her eyes and gently asking if he was in pain was still vivid in his mind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into her slender waist that he couldn't help but wrap his arms around and caress.
And yet...
How could he have such a dream?!
Thinking about this dream, Feng Wangyan couldn't help but shudder and crushed the teacup in his hand.
But when he remembered the intimate entanglement in the dream, his heart that just calmed down seemed to be fueled again, burning fiercely.
He wanted to see his Jiaojiao, to cherish her with all his being.
The more he thought about it, the more unbearable it became. Feng Wangyan restlessly opened his eyes, his long hair falling down his shoulders, and walked out of the cave barefoot.
There was a little disciple named Xiao Song guarding in front of the cave. Originally given to him by Zhou Yan to take care of Feng Wangyan's daily life. After Feng Wangyan entered the cave, he ignored him completely. Xiao Song couldn't help but complain inwardly about this arrogant person, but he could only wait outside.
At this moment, seeing Feng Wangyan walking out of the cave with a calm expression, Xiao Song's heart skipped a beat and quickly followed, "Senior Feng..."
However, Feng Wangyan didn't even look at him.
The Kunshan Sect is very large. As they walked along, step by step under the moonlight, Xiao Song, who has a low level of cultivation, was afraid that something bad would happen, so he had no choice but to follow behind Feng Wangyan.
Unconsciously, they had already arrived at another mountain peak. But when they tried to move forward, they realized that something was blocking their path.
After seeing the scenery in front of them, Feng Wangyan was slightly surprised.
Is this a barrier?
In front of them were dark clouds, a silent mountain, and moonlight spilling over the mountaintop. It didn't seem strange at first glance. But when they reached out their fingertips, they discovered that it was a barrier covering the mountaintop.
Feng Wangyan became interested and lit a small flame with his fingertip.
Just as the flame ignited, a hoarse male voice suddenly came from afar.
"Go away."
The voice seemed to come from nowhere, filled with arrogance. Feng Wangyan's face changed suddenly. He was already angry, and hearing those words made him even more furious.
The flames on his fingertip turned into a blazing fire, instantly smashing through the barrier and creating a hole large enough for them to pass through.
Feng Wangyan brushed his sleeves and smirked, "Who do you think you're telling to go away?"
The male voice seemed to float in the night breeze, sometimes near and sometimes far, whispering, "I'm telling you to go away."
"Go away," he repeated.
On Yuqing Peak.
She couldn't fall asleep.
The girl rested her chin on one hand and played with an empty cup in the other, gazing sadly at the candles in front of her.
The candlelight illuminated the hall as brightly as daylight, casting a beautiful glow on the empty jade mat. In this enchanting ambiance, the solitude became even more apparent.
Thinking of the scene earlier, when Lu Pihan and Qiao Wan left, Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyelashes.
In the past, Elder Martial Brother would have inquired about her injuries, even if he didn't say much, he would have kept her company for a while. But now, there was someone else, Qiao Wan, who occupied Elder Martial Brother's attention.
Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and her eyes started to turn red.
Someone who replaced her after she fell into the Broken Bone Deep Abyss. She wasn't as beautiful as her, and she hadn't been learning for as long. Why should there be another person, taking away the affection that was supposed to be hers?
Why?
Thinking of Yuqing Spiritual Master's icy face, she remembered the moment just now when his normally abstinent and cold demeanor showed signs of urgency. He gently called out her name, "Jiaojiao."
Mu Xiaoxiao's heart stirred, and her face blushed uncontrollably.
Feeling a mix of distress and dependence, the girl stood up and left the side hall.
Once she stepped outside, a wave of coldness hit her. Mu Xiaoxiao wrapped her clothes tightly around her and her small face turned pale from the cold.
When Zhou Yan saw the shivering girl outside the cave, he was taken aback.
"Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"
In the dim moonlight, the girl looked like a little bird that had left its nest, a small and vulnerable figure that evoked feelings of tenderness.
The young girl's dark hair was slightly covered with snow. Her shiny black eyes glistened with moisture. She gently tugged at the man's sleeve, her soft pink lips quivered as she whispered, "Master... I mean... I can't fall asleep."
