Chapter 65: Overturned (Second Update)

  Several lone wolves were suddenly turned into minced meat, and Qian Chuan's eyes dimly glanced at Ye Chen in the morning. He immediately dived down, jumped up, picked up Ye Chen's clothes, and landed lightly on the broken house. The bloody smell spread far and wide around, and the rustling sound also came from all directions.

  In Ye Chen's solemn gaze, hundreds of pairs of eyes glowing with green light flickered between the pitch-black houses.

  Neat footsteps and beast roars shook several dilapidated pavilions, causing them to collapse with a loud crash, stirring up dust everywhere. Qianchuan Snow's left hand slapped out several palms, and the powerful fist wind directly shattered the broken tree trunks in front of her. Her agile figure leapt into the dilapidated pavilion, and relying on the moonlight, everything inside was clearly visible.

  Qianchuan Xue's faint and delicate virgin fragrance was unusually thick in this small attic, but Ye Chen didn't mind taking a few more sniffs.

  The entire person fell to the ground powerlessly, leaning against the attic, his gaze slowly moving away from Qianchuan Snow's curvaceous body, and then staring at the lower part in horror. Hundreds of lone wolves were frantically scrambling around inside the dilapidated attic group, trying to find their own and Qianchuan Snow's figures.

  The entire attic was eerily quiet, Ye Chen's eyes slowly closed, and he struggled to circulate his true energy to resist the faint black mist inside his body.

  However, several heavy breathing sounds slowly echoed beside Ye Chen's ears.

  A faint moaning sound also echoed with it.

  Astonished to open his eyes, everything in sight made Ye Chen secretly curse, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Under the pale moonlight, Qian Chuan's beautiful face was unknowingly filled with enticing blushes. Her clear eyes were unknowingly replaced by a dazed expression. Her slender body continuously twisted on the ground, her delicate hands constantly grasping and rubbing her chest and lower abdomen.

  Feeling Ye Chen's gaze, Qian Chuanxue couldn't help but shudder violently, her true energy surging wildly out of her body. Her eyes became distant and gradually lost focus, before she regained some of her composure and coldly said: "That fruit just now wasn't a Broken Magic Fruit, what exactly was it?"

  Although Qian Chuanxue's tone was indifferent, a hint of charm still seeped through.

  The flush on her delicate face and the undulating waves in front of her chest were constantly impacting Ye Chen's eyeballs, his throat was dry, and Ye Chen couldn't help but smile wryly: "Devil Fruit, where is that Devil Fruit, it's not even a nun who has gone crazy, I told you not to eat it, but you insisted on eating it!"

  Now Qianchuan Xue's behavior is clearly under the influence of the medicine, at this moment, Ye Chen can confirm that the nun has also gone crazy.

  "Are nuns crazy too?" Upon hearing this, Qian Chuanxue's face momentarily froze, a large patch of red flushing up, before the clarity in her eyes was once again replaced by desire.

  "Hmm... " Qian Chuanxue's seductive body continued to twist and turn on the ground, her red lips letting out a extremely enticing moan.

  Dazed eyes stared at Ye Chen, Qian Chuanxue, who had already lost her sanity, began to twist frantically, muttering: "So hot, so hot!"

  At this moment, Ye Chen's body was numb, while Qian Chuanxue continued to twist and turn. The originally narrow attic made Qian Chuanxue's movements inadvertently touch Ye Chen, whose fiery body felt like a refreshing rain after a long drought, exceptionally comfortable, constantly rolling around Ye Chen.

  In Ye Chen's astonished gaze, Qian Chuanxue slowly descended from the outside of her martial robe, suddenly leaping up from the ground. Under the moonlight, her slender and curvaceous figure appeared extremely hazy, with a faint fragrance wafting towards him, and a flush spreading across her pale skin.

  Again, Qian Chuanxue's slender body entwined Ye Chen's like a snake, her delicate waist twisting and turning on his. Ye Chen stared blankly as she writhed on him, wave after wave of heat washing over him, her moans like an enchanting melody that stirred his desire. The beauty in his arms, Ye Chen too began to feel a growing lust.

  The true energy in his body was raging wildly at this moment, dispersing the small amount of black fog in the meridians. Looking at Qianchuan Xue's slender and round beautiful legs, Ye Chen didn't suppress his inner desires at all, let out a low growl, and pounced on her fiercely. The broken pavilion was filled with a riot of spring colors...

  The night air was cool, and the hazy moonlight slowly spilled onto the two naked bodies, filling the entire attic with a sense of ambiguity.

  Her chest rose and fell slowly, Qian Chuan Xue's clear eyes appeared extremely clear in this pavilion. She jumped up slowly from the ground, a wave of pain from her lower body made Qian Chuan Xue's eyebrows furrow tightly. With a swing of her left hand, the white dance skirt on the ground floated up slowly and gently wrapped around that enchanting figure.

  The entire attic was in disarray, with Ye Chen's tattered martial robes scattered all over the floor. With a swift motion of her right hand, a three-foot-long slender sword fell into her delicate hands. She slowly turned around, the sword extended to Ye Chen's throat, her expression complex as she gazed at him, lightly biting her lip, as if she was about to kill Ye Chen with one stroke of the sword. However, the sword remained suspended at Ye Chen's throat.

  The scene just now surged into Qianchuan Xue's mind like a tide, a crazy moment. Qianchuan Xue's face turned red, and she let out a melancholy sigh, slowly retracting her sword, biting her lip, her expression complex to the extreme. In those indifferent eyes, a hint of reluctance still flashed by, and she leapt out towards the outside of the pavilion.

  However, at that moment, Ye Chen suddenly slapped a palm on the eaves of the attic.

  A terrible gust of wind almost destroyed the dilapidated pavilion, and Ye Chen even rolled over several times inside the pavilion.

  An invisible surge of energy suddenly struck Ye Chen's chest, and a clear fist print appeared on the inside of his chest. His body violently collided with the entire pavilion, causing it to shake violently. Blood madly gushed out from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and a hint of bitter laughter quietly rose to the corner of his mouth.

  Her feet lightly touched the ground, her figure hastily retreating several steps before finally stopping. Her eyes slowly opened, and Qian Chuan Xue's figure gradually disappeared from Ye Chen's line of sight. At this moment, an abnormal turmoil was brewing inside Ye Chen's body, a violent energy rampaging wildly within him.

  In the middle of the night, Ye Chen also fell asleep unintentionally due to fatigue. However, Qian Chuan Xue's palm was enough to wake him up. Rubbing the fist print on his chest, Ye Chen sat up with a start, his whole body trembling as the violent energy inside him caused his entire body to shudder, even the true crystal in his dantian shook.

  That fierce energy, Ye Chen still clearly remembered that it was just now when she and Qian Chuanxue went crazy, the fierce energy suddenly began to slowly overflow from her body. The entire attic collapsed under the impact of this fierce energy, and the rumbling sound echoed far away.

  On the ruins, Ye Chen sat cross-legged, surrounded by the True Energy of Wind and Fire. The rumbling sound attracted the attention of the lone wolves nearby, but none of them dared to move forward amidst the countless pairs of eyes glowing with green light in the darkness.

  At this moment, a terrifying aura slowly spread out from Ye Chen's body, and several cracks slowly extended from the abandoned attic to all directions...