Chapter 352 Brother Xiao Ling, Xun'er Can Help You

Chapter 352 Brother Xiao Ling... Xun'er can help you

Xun'er said as she held Xiao Ling's arm affectionately, and her other hand pinched Xiao Ling's waist skillfully, pretending to be vicious.

Although her action was a little threatening, her eyes were full of pampering and jokes.

For suitors like Gu Yao, Xun'er would not stop them even if she knew. First, it would be useless to stop them, which would be a waste of time. Second, she had firm confidence in Xiao Ling and believed that he would show enough strength sooner or later to defeat those suitors one by one.

And this is also the most basic requirement. If Xiao Ling is not as good as Xun'er's suitors, then even if Gu Yuan, the head of the Gu clan, nodded, the elders of the Gu clan would not agree to let Xiao Ling and Xun'er be together.

In the Gu clan, strength is the supreme creed. As long as you can show great strength, you can win respect. In Xun'er's view, Gu Yao and other suitors are just stepping stones to motivate Xiao Ling to practice hard. She believed that Xiao Ling had the ability to surpass them and eventually win the recognition of the elders of the ancient clan.

Xun'er's eyes flashed with trust and expectation for Xiao Ling. She knew that Xiao Ling had unlimited potential and could reach any height he wanted as long as he was willing.

And she was willing to be Xiao Ling's strongest backing, accompany him to grow together, and face future challenges together.

Xiao Ling felt a slight pain in his waist, but just smiled and did not dodge. He knew that although Xun'er's words were a joke, they were also sincere expectations.

He gently held Xun'er's hand, with a firm light in his eyes: "Don't worry, Xun'er, I won't let you down. I will prove to everyone that I have enough strength to be worthy of you and the title of the son-in-law of the ancient clan."

Xun'er snorted lightly, but the corners of her mouth could not help but rise, as if she was satisfied with Xiao Ling's answer: "Huh, that's about right."

The two joked with each other while holding hands, not paying any attention to Gu Qingyang standing next to them, and walked into the wooden attic without caring about their image.

Gu Qingyang stood aside, watching the intimate backs of the two people, feeling like an outsider, so embarrassed that he could dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room.

When the two figures disappeared in the depths of the attic, he did not intend to stay here any longer, so he left quietly.

…

Xun'er took Xiao Ling back to his room. As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Ling could not help but hug Xun'er in his arms, gently picked her up, and looked at Xun'er in his arms with ill intentions, just like a big bad wolf staring at a little sheep to be slaughtered.

Xun'er struggled slightly at first, but she didn't use any strength, and couldn't push Xiao Ling away at all. In Xiao Ling's view, such a small action was more like a half-push, which added a bit of ambiguous interest.

Immediately, Xiao Ling acted quickly. He waved his arm, and a golden light flashed from the ring on his finger, and the figure of Tian Yaokui appeared in the room immediately.

Then, Xiao Ling waved his hand gently, and under Xiao Ling's control, Tian Yaokui took steps, walked to the door, and blocked the door with its powerful body. With a slight click, the door was carefully closed by it, ensuring the privacy and safety of the room.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Xiao Ling's arrangement, Xun'er's voice was filled with a hint of shyness that was difficult to conceal. Her eyes dodged and she dared not look directly at Xiao Ling's fiery eyes.

At this time, Xun'er felt that her face was burning red and her heart was beating faster. It seemed as if it was about to fly out.

Xiao Ling looked at Xun'er like this, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He whispered: "We have been walking around for so long today, and so many things have happened. Of course, I will take you to relax."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling's figure had moved quickly and strode towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, soft lights sprinkled in every corner, creating a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

Xiao Ling carefully placed Xun'er on the edge of the large bathtub, then turned around and began to adjust the water temperature to make sure everything was just right.

The sound of water gurgling and the steam rising slowly added a hazy beauty to this small space.

Xun'er sat on the edge of the bathtub, following Xiao Ling's movements with her eyes, watching him carefully adjust the water temperature, and a warm current surged in her heart. But in this warm feeling, there was also a trace of unspeakable uneasiness.

She thought to herself: "If Brother Xiao Ling really can't help it, what should I do? Should I refuse him, or... If things go wrong, my father will definitely blame me, and it may even be bad for Brother Xiao Ling..."

Just then, Xiao Ling adjusted the water temperature, turned around and showed Xun'er a gentle smile: "The water temperature is just right, you can try it."

Xiao Ling's voice pulled Xun'er back to reality from her chaotic thoughts and brought her back to her senses.

Xun'er nodded gently, stood up, turned her back to Xiao Ling, and carefully unbuttoned her coat, taking off layer by layer until only the gauze-like underwear was left. Then she gently untied her hair, letting her long hair fall like a waterfall.

During this process, Xun'er secretly glanced at Xiao Ling from time to time, her heart full of shyness and an inexplicable expectation.

Xiao Ling seemed to notice that Xun'er was a little uncomfortable, and considerately turned away, giving Xun'er enough private space.

Xun'er felt warm in her heart, but also a little disappointed, and muttered softly: "This idiot."

She stopped thinking about it, carefully took off the last of her clothes, and slowly slid into the warm water. The water splashed gently, making a subtle but sweet sound, just like the sound of her heartbeat at this moment.

Xiao Ling heard the sound of Xun'er entering the water and knew that she was ready, so she gently took off her clothes, entered the bathtub with the same caution, and sat side by side with Xun'er.

As Xiao Ling joined in, the water in the bathtub rippled gently. Xun'er felt his body approaching, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Xiao Ling's arms gently wrapped around Xun'er's waist, his movements gentle and natural, as if this was the most ordinary move.

Feeling Xiao Ling's approach, Xun'er's body trembled slightly involuntarily. This was a tremor mixed with nervousness and curiosity about the unknown.

"Don't worry, Xun'er, I'm not the kind of impatient person. I know what's appropriate and what can be done now and what needs to wait."

Noticing Xun'er's subtle reaction, Xiao Ling gently rubbed her head with a hint of smile and relief in her tone.

When Xun'er heard Xiao Ling's words, the tension in her heart seemed to be melted by the warm sunshine. Although she still felt a little indescribable, she relaxed and leaned gently on Xiao Ling's chest.

She responded softly: "Yeah, Xun'er listens to brother Xiao Ling.

Xun'er had already made complete psychological preparations for herself in her heart. She thought that if Xiao Ling really couldn't control herself, she would let nature take its course and let him dominate everything. However, Xiao Ling did not cross that line, which made Xun'er feel both relieved and a little surprised.

However, Xun'er couldn't help but worry whether Xiao Ling would feel uncomfortable because of this. She remembered that the women in the tribe had said that if a man is depressed for a long time, it may have adverse effects on his body.

Amid the mist, their bodies touched each other gently in the warm water. Xun'er pressed her cheek against Xiao Ling's shoulder, feeling the warmth of his skin and the firmness of his muscles. This contact made her feel a sense of security that she had never felt before.

Xiao Ling's fingers gently massaged Xun'er's shoulders. His touch was both powerful and gentle. Every movement made Xun'er feel relaxed and happy from the inside out. Xun'er closed her eyes and immersed herself in the tranquility and Xiao Ling's care.

The two of them just sat quietly in the bathtub, with only the sound of water and each other's heartbeats intertwined, creating a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

In this small space, they chatted about interesting things from their childhood, and occasionally burst into light laughter.

At this moment, all the external disturbances seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them enjoying this rare intimacy and tranquility.

…

After taking a bath, Xun'er and Xiao Ling put on their thin pajamas and quietly returned to bed.

Xun'er's heartbeat was still a little fast, but her face no longer had the previous nervousness and anxiety.

The two sat hugging each other, Xun'er's head resting on Xiao Ling's shoulder, and their body temperature was transmitted to each other through the thin pajamas.

Xun'er asked softly: "Brother Xiao Ling, are you really not uncomfortable? I heard that if boys always hold it in, it is not good for their health."

When Xiao Ling heard this, he gave a strange look. He asked curiously: "Xun'er, what do you mean by this?" Xun'er's voice lowered, and she said with some embarrassment: "I mean "If Brother Xiao Ling feels uncomfortable holding it in, Xun'er can... help you."

When Xiao Ling heard Xun'er's words, he felt a rush of heat rush to his forehead.

He had been using his strong self-control to suppress his impulses. After all, he was worried that if he acted excessively, he might cause unnecessary harm to Xun'er.

So, he just hugged her gently, and despite the desire in his heart, he didn't do anything excessive.

However, now Xun'er actually made such a suggestion, which was undoubtedly a huge temptation for Xiao Ling.

His heartbeat was racing and his throat was a little dry, but he still tried to stay calm and tried to understand Xun'er's true intentions.

"Xun'er, are you kidding?" Xiao Ling's voice was a little hoarse. He tried to stay calm, but the excitement in his heart could no longer be concealed.

"Brother Xiao Ling, although I need to keep my body intact, I also want to help you in other ways." Xun'er's voice was so soft that it was almost like a whisper. If Xiao Ling hadn't had sharp hearing and the room was extremely quiet, This may have been missed.

Naturally, Xiao Ling would not miss such an opportunity. He slowly approached Xun'er's face and carefully felt the warmth and sweetness between their lips. At this moment, the atmosphere became ambiguous and intense.

For a long time, the two of them lay gently on their sides on the bed. Xiao Ling gently passed a hand under Xun'er's ribs, gently holding the thing that was in his heart.

Xun'er's body relaxed in Xiao Ling's arms. Her face lost the usual shyness and fear, and instead looked unusually calm.

But soon, when Xun'er felt the subtle touch between her waist and hips, she could no longer maintain her calmness. A shy blush appeared on her face, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity.

Xun'er didn't say much, she chose to express her feelings through actions. She moved her body gently and took the initiative to hug Xiao Ling. Her face looked even more charming under the soft light.

Feeling Xun'er's initiative, Xiao Ling felt strong emotions in his heart.

He could no longer suppress his desire for Xun'er, and his eyes involuntarily slid down her slender white legs, and finally landed on those flawless jade feet.

Her skin was as smooth as silk, and every inch of it looked like a work of art carefully carved by God.

Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand, gently grasped the pair of jade feet, and took them into his palm...

At the same time, outside Xun'er's room.

An old man paced back and forth anxiously. This man was one of Xun'er's Dou Zun guards on this trip, Elder Lin.

However, Elder Lin, who was originally calm and easy-going, was now full of worries on his wrinkled face.

Elder Lin stopped from time to time and looked up at Xun'er's room, frowning, as if he was hesitating whether to take action.

But when his eyes fell on the majestic Heavenly Demon Puppet at the door, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He had tried to approach that room before, but was ruthlessly intercepted by the puppet every time.

This puppet seemed to be completely unable to communicate, and would attack anyone who approached without mercy.

It seemed that it would only execute orders according to established procedures and turn a deaf ear to any words from the outside world.

What made Old Lin even more worried was that the puppet's strength should not be underestimated, and it had reached the realm of Dou Zun Five Stars. In such a narrow space, the puppet's fighting method, which relied on its powerful physical strength, was more flexible and fierce than that of ordinary practitioners.

Old Lin had fought with it several times tentatively, and each time he suffered a lot.

He knew that it was almost impossible to break through the puppet's defense without making some big noise. He could only wander outside the door helplessly, feeling powerless.

Since Xun'er and Xiao Ling entered the room, Old Lin could no longer sense any movement inside. The intimate hugging and embracing before the two entered made Old Lin's heart beat fast. He was now very worried whether the two would do something beyond the line in the room.

"This is difficult. If Miss Xun'er really has something wrong, then I will become a sinner of the ancient clan and make an unforgivable mistake."

Old Lin was extremely anxious and couldn't help talking to himself.

He felt a little regretful. If he had known this would happen, he should have exchanged tasks with the man surnamed Yuan and followed the ancient monster back to the ancient clan, so as to avoid being in a dilemma here.

It was not right to shout or not to shout now. He had no idea what to do. His heart felt like it was scratched by a cat. Anxiety and worry were intertwined, making it difficult for him to calm down.

"No, I have to notify the clan immediately. Miss Xun'er must return to the ancient clan as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if nothing happened this time, there will be trouble in the future."

Elder Lin suddenly stopped, a serious look on his face, and muttered to himself.

Immediately, Elder Lin quickly stretched out his finger and gently scratched the palm of his left hand, leaving a small wound. He squeezed a few drops of blood from the wound and began to draw a complex formation in the air.

This formation was ancient and mysterious. As Elder Lin's fingertips moved, the blood traces outlined glowing lines in the air. His movements were quick and skillful, and he was obviously quite experienced in this.

After the formation was completed, Elder Lin whispered something to it, as if conveying some information. As he spoke, the formation emitted a faint light, and then gradually dissipated into the air.

After completing all this, Elder Lin took out a healing pill from his arms and quickly swallowed it. He sighed softly and said to himself: "Alas, I hope it's not too late..."

In the room, soft lights fell, covering the space with a warm halo, creating an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere. The light was not dazzling, but rather had a faint warmth, making the whole room seem particularly comfortable and private.

At this time, Xun'er's cheeks were already blushing, and her bare feet stepped on the soft carpet. Most of the light pink one-piece pajamas were soaked, leaving obvious marks. The skin between the skirt and the waist and hips fit together, warm and a little sticky.

There was even a special smell in the air.

After glaring at Xiao Ling shyly, Xun'er walked back into the bathroom.

Xiao Ling watched Xun'er walk into the bathroom and close the door, shook his head helplessly, and said to himself

"She said it so confidently, but when it comes to action, she is so slow. It seems that I need to teach her more in the future..."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Ling withdrew his gaze from the bathroom door, took out a blood-red ring, and gently stroked it. This was the trophy he had forcibly taken from Mo Ji. Mo Ji, as a leader of the younger generation of Tianming Sect, has a prominent status, and his ring must have a lot of treasures hidden in it.

And the important information about the ruins may also be hidden in this ring.

If there is nothing in the ring, Xiao Ling has already planned to use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to search the soul directly.

Xiao Ling made up his mind and began to act. He concentrated his mind, and a ray of soul power slowly seeped out from his brows, reaching for the blood-red ring. But just when his soul power was about to touch the ring, it was bounced back by an invisible force.

"Has a soul mark been set..."

Xiao Ling whispered to himself, raising his eyebrows slightly. He knew that Mo Ji's strength should not be underestimated, but in the competition of soul power, a hundred Mo Ji might not be his opponent. This kind of soul mark, in Xiao Ling's eyes, is just child's play.

Xiao Ling smiled contemptuously, and his fingers gently stroked the blood-red ring again. This time, he released a powerful soul power, surging out like a tide. With an almost inaudible "click", the soul mark in the ring was easily wiped out by Xiao Ling.