Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 148: People are like rainbows, you only know they exist when you meet them

The rain hit the ground, splashing out strings of pearls.

Lightning exploded in the night sky, splitting the dark clouds in half, like a silver dragon swinging its tail and soaring into the sky.

The white light broke through the darkness like a flash of flower and illuminated the entire earth.

Mu Yao raised her eyes and instantly met the eyes of the man in black.

In his eyes there was the sea dotted with stars, as if the soul was entering the sea and the Milky Way was falling into the sky.

That extreme beauty forced Mu Yao to lower her head.

She stared at the tips of her shoes and suppressed the waves in her heart. She nodded slightly and turned her gaze back to the battlefield.

Wei Wushang's sword flashed fiercely, and he was not at all inferior to Cang Xiong's internal force that was more than a decade old.

Silver arcs flashed across the sky, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, moving forward unstoppably.

His sword moved in all directions, and the sword energy that crossed the sea and killed the whale seemed to dominate the world and was unstoppable.

He swung out three swords in succession, and the moment he took back "Qingshuang", he completely cut off Cang Xiong's life.

Countless blood flowers fell from the sky, like flowers of the other shore falling into the dust, merging into the rain, and sinking into the mud.

Mu Yao pressed the corners of her mouth, endured the discomfort in her throat, and turned her back.

The man in black stopped twisting the beads, and an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

He fiddled with the jade beads again, and when he slid over the third bead, he twisted it hard. A faint mint scent wrapped in the sweetness of peach blossom dew rose up.

He looked squarely at the "beautiful scenery" in the courtyard and moved his lips again, raising his clear voice and saying, "I am Shi Jingchan."

The fragrance relieved Mu Yao's discomfort. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her beautiful eyes and said, "Thank you."

Shi Jingchan was slightly surprised by the beauty's deliberate distance from him. He glanced at her back and sat back in his seat without making a sound.

Wei Wushang wiped the water droplets off his face and walked back into the house.

His sharp eyes darted towards the man in black. Don't think he didn't notice the man's little move!

Mu Yao saw that the hostility that had disappeared in Wei Wushang's eyes suddenly rose again, and she quickly pulled him over to sit aside.

Seeing that his clothes were soaked and water was dripping from the hem, Mu Yao ran to the straw pile, picked up a large bundle and placed it next to the campfire to increase the fire.

"Wushang, do you want to use your inner energy to dry your clothes?" Mu Yao asked worriedly.

The wet clothes stuck to Wei Wushang's skin, making him look extremely miserable. There were strangers here, so she couldn't take off her coat to wipe Wei Wushang's face.

"You can use your inner strength to dry clothes. Why... don't bother, just dry them by the fire." Wei Wushang glanced at the three people and softened his tone. How could it be so easy to accumulate inner strength!

Mu Yao was slightly startled, and the corners of her eyes gradually turned red. The two times she fell into the water before, Wei Wushang did not hesitate to use his inner strength to dry her clothes and hair.

Holding back the sourness in her nose, she stood up, closed all the dilapidated doors and windows, and lit several bonfires around Wei Wushang.

The flames leaped, giving the dim room a layer of gold.

Wei Wushang glanced at the three people, thought for a moment, and took off his wet coat.

Mu Yao took the clothes and asked, "Wushang, why don't you take off your shoes and warm yourself by the fire?"

This. . .

Wei Wushang hesitated, as it would be unfavorable to take off his shoes in front of outsiders.

Mu Yao didn't have the same idea as him. Seeing Wei Wushang standing there in a daze, she went forward to help him take off his shoes and socks, and put them one by one in front of the campfire to roast them.

Wei Wushang stared blankly at Mu Yao busying around drying his clothes, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. A tingling sensation he had never experienced before flowed through his limbs.

At this moment, he thanked the gods for the first time for sending this healing flower into his hands.

The three people sitting not far away also had shock and disbelief in their eyes.

Shi Jingchan stared quietly at the woman in front of the campfire. The defenses in his heart were unknowingly breaking down bit by bit, and the speed of twirling the Buddhist beads in his hands became slower and slower until it stopped completely.