Chapter 142: Tripping Over Your Own Feet?

“Young Master Lin… is it… is it very strange for Wang Xing to wear this necklace?”

Finally, the young girl, whose cheeks were burning intensely, spoke up.

“Ah, no, it looks very good. That is, I mean it suits Miss Wangxing very well.”

Only then did Lin Xun realize his rudeness, and he quickly looked away.

Damn it. Faced with Nong Qin’s massive evil, he could quickly avert his gaze, but looking at someone’s neck, how did he lose himself?

Could this be the influence of the Qingtian Xuannü Technique?

No, no! He had to be careful! He must be careful!

If he got deeper and deeper into this, what would he do!

After Lin Xun turned his head, Sikong Wangxing also turned her small face away.

The silence between the two made them feel even more at a loss.

“The circle is about to shrink soon, let’s hurry up and leave.”

Lin Xun changed the subject and walked forward.

“Mm.”

Sikong Wangxing nodded, her small hands folded in front of her, head lowered, following Lin Xun with small, lotus-like steps, just like a gentle and refined young wife.

Finding an excuse, Lin Xun used a tree branch to be a bit mean to Zhu Ling, and his mood instantly calmed down a lot, though the Little White Rabbit was very unhappy.

What’s wrong with me kneading medicine with my hands? It’s not like I didn’t wash them. Do you want me to knead medicine with my feet?

Big Bad Guy! I’ll draw a circle and curse you.

The group of three became four, and the four continued forward. Lin Xun was still clearing the way in front, with the three girls of different styles following behind him.

In the following days, the poison circle shrank faster and faster. Lin Xun carried one under each arm and one on his back.

Originally, Nong Qin was holding Lin Xun’s neck, pressed against his back.

But every time he leaped onto a branch, that feeling was truly too bad (wonderful). Lin Xun’s mind wandered several times, and he almost crashed.

Later, it was changed to Sikong Wangxing. Aside from being carried by her grandfather and father when she was a child, this was the first time the girl was carried by a man since she grew up.

Feeling Lin Xun’s solid back against her chest, the girl’s small face turned red. She lightly bit her red lips, her fair, lotus-root-like arms tightly hugging Lin Xun’s neck, her cheek buried in his back, fearing he would turn around and see her flushed face.

However, after carrying her for a while, Lin Xun still felt it wouldn’t work!

There was no helping it. Although Miss Sikong wasn’t as exaggerated as Nong Qin, her figure was truly too good!

When she was unconscious before and Lin Xun was taking her to find the Medicine King Valley Disciples, the situation was urgent, so Lin Xun hadn’t felt much.

But now the girl was awake, and after the series of previous events, Lin Xun felt he could no longer keep his mind steady.

In the end, it was changed to Zhu Ling being carried by Lin Xun.

Zhu Ling got onto Lin Xun’s back very reluctantly, tightly hooking her arms around his neck. Her two long legs under her skirt were somewhat indelicately hooked tightly around Lin Xun’s waist, hanging behind him like a koala, as if she were afraid of falling off.

“Little White Rabbit.”

Lin Xun sprinted through the forest to outrun the poison, while calling out earnestly to Zhu Ling, who was tightly clutching his neck.

“What?” Zhu Ling, forced onto Lin Xun’s back, had misty eyes again.

Not only had her waist been held by this Big Bad Guy, but now she was even being carried by him.

Her chest was pressed against his back. What should she do? Grandfather, is it true that Zhu Ling won’t be able to get married?

At the thought that she might not be able to marry, the Little White Rabbit’s tone became harder, having a bit of a ‘nothing left to lose’ feeling.

“You should drink more milk; it’s even better with papaya,” Lin Xun suggested. “Don’t lose heart, you still have a chance!”

Zhu Ling was stunned for a moment, wondering what this Big Bad Guy was saying. What chance?

But soon, the girl understood, and her cheeks turned bright red.

“Big Bad Guy, you… I… I’ll fight you!”

Finally, Zhu Ling, who had been bullied and oppressed all day, mustered the greatest courage of her life. She opened her cherry lips and bit down on Lin Xun’s neck with her crystalline teeth.

Hearing Lin Xun constantly shouting “it hurts,” Zhu Ling’s eyes narrowed happily as she bit, and she suddenly felt much better in her heart.

It was as if her thoughts had suddenly become clear. If it weren’t for being in this Secret Realm, Zhu Ling felt like she might have even broken through her cultivation realm.

“Awoo, awoo, awoo…”

Having tasted the sweetness, Zhu Ling took a few more bites… but hearing him shout in such pain, she decided to bite a little lighter.

And then…

Naturally, during their break, Zhu Ling was chased around by Lin Xun with a small wooden stick. Zhu Ling held her head and kept diving behind or into the arms of Sikong Wangxing and Jiang Nongqin.

Two more days passed, and Lin Xun’s group of four encountered more and more people. This meant they were getting closer and closer to the final safe zone.

As usual, whether they were from the Demon Sect, mountain Loose Cultivators, or various sects and factions, they were all sent flying by Lin Xun.

As for those Demonic Beasts, they were basically killed in one hit by Lin Xun.

After spending these days together, although Nong Qin was a bit shy and reserved at first, the three girls gradually became familiar and their relationship grew closer.

Even during breaks, the three girls would gather to whisper, seemingly discussing something, their cheeks tinged with a slight blush.

“Sister Nongqin, do you usually eat any special food?” Zhu Ling was full of curiosity, especially after being provoked by Lin Xun; her thirst for knowledge was even stronger!

“This… I don’t really eat anything special.” Jiang Nongqin pressed her hands between her thighs, rubbing them awkwardly. “I just really like drinking milk.”

“Milk.” Zhu Ling fell into deep thought and then noted it down in her small notebook.

“And then, there’s fruit. Grapes, honey melons, and things like that—I like eating them all. Also…”

Jiang Nongqin answered seriously, and Zhu Ling took notes seriously, until eventually, Zhu Ling gave up.

She usually ate those things too, so why was she still so small?

To the side, Sikong Wangxing smiled and took Zhu Ling’s small hand. “Actually, Sister Zhu Ling looks very good like this. Natural is the most beautiful; there’s no need to force yourself.”

“But…” Zhu Ling sniffled her small nose and looked at Lin Xun, who was resting with his eyes closed not far away.

Noticing Zhu Ling’s gaze and guessing that Young Master Lin might have truly provoked her, Sikong Wangxing said gently, “Then… why don’t you learn the Lady’s Gait from me, Sister Zhu Ling?”

“Lady’s Gait?” Zhu Ling’s eyes lit up.

“Mm.” Sikong Wangxing’s eyes curved. “It might have a bit of an effect.”

…And so, from then on, every day during their breaks, Lin Xun would always see Miss Sikong teaching that Little White Rabbit how to walk, seemingly some kind of Lady’s Gait.

However…

Miss Sikong walked with dignity and elegance, calm and graceful; every step and movement was a feast for the eyes.

But what was this Little White Rabbit doing? Tripping over her own feet?