Martial Godly Emperor

"Yeah, I was meditating just now, and I almost lost control of myself!"    

"I came back from a mission outside. I was so sleepy that I woke up in my sleep! I couldn't sleep anymore! "    

The others also echoed.    

At this time, the cold-looking senior sister, Xia Ting, was also standing on the Peach Blossom Forest's side. She pursed her small lips and looked over.    

Meng Yu knew these people. The leading senior brother in white was called Zhu Dong, and he was a Second Level of Fetal Origin Stage Cultivation Level. Among the dozens of core disciples in the vicinity, he was the leader of the group, and he was usually very arrogant.    

After hearing their words, Meng Yu finally realized that it was his artifact forging that had affected everyone's cultivation.    

Immediately, he cupped his fists and said apologetically to everyone, "Junior brother was forging a weapon just now. Sorry for disturbing you all. If I were to forge a weapon in the future, I will leave it during the day!"    

"Hmph, you have to be careful in the future. You should know that you're not the only core disciple of the East Mountain. If there is a next time, I will not let you off lightly. "    

Zhu Dong said proudly and left with a flick of his sleeve.    

The other disciples also left while cursing.    

Before he left, he looked at the Peach Blossom Forest and saw Xia Ting walking towards Meng Yu. His expression immediately became surprised.    

He had a good impression of this junior sister, but he had no way to get close to her.    

He had also heard that although this junior sister surnamed Xia had a cold personality, she valued this junior brother surnamed Meng very much. Thinking of this, Zhu Dong felt very uncomfortable in his heart.    

The young girl came over leisurely and asked, "Are you forging artifacts?"    

Meng Yu was a little embarrassed and said, "Yes."    

"What kind of magic weapon did you refine?"    

Xia Ting seemed very curious.    

"It's nothing. It's just a sword."    

"Can you let me take a look?"    

"This..."    

Meng Yu felt troubled.    

He said it was a sword, but was it really a sword? How could there be such an ugly sword in this world?    

How could this thing be shown to Senior Sister?    

"I'm sleeping. It was you who woke me up, so, quickly take a look at me."    

Xia Ting stretched out her white and tender hand towards him to look at the sword.    

"I am really afraid that it would be difficult for senior sister to take notice of me."    

Meng Yu looked around and saw that there were only the two of them. He took out the sword from his Storage Bag and handed it to the young girl.    

Xia Ting took the strange-looking small black sword, and her expression immediately became extremely strange.    

First, she pursed her lips and then covered her stomach.    

"This... This is a sword? Are you sure this thing you refined is really a sword?"    

"Why do I look like a fire rod?"    

The cold-looking girl could no longer bear it and giggled.    

"Genius! Junior Brother is really a rare weapon refining genius from the Condensing Element Sect!"    

"This genius of refining has refined a flaming stick."    

"This fire stick looks extraordinary to me. It can definitely cut down the sun, moon, and stars, and kill all the Heavenly Gods and devils."    

The young lady raised that 'fire rod' high, looking at it, then putting it down, laughing until the flower branches trembled.    

"Damn it!"    

Meng Yu's face turned red to his neck.    

"Give me back my sword."    

Meng Yu stretched out his hand towards the girl and asked for her sword.    

"I won't give it back."    

The young girl was still smiling. "This sword, I want to show it to my fellow junior sisters."    

"Give it back to me"    

"[I refuse to give it back]"    

As the young girl spoke, she clenched the "fire rod" tightly and shouted in a tender voice, "I want this sword. In the future, if you offend me, I'll take it out and make fun of you."    

"That sword is mine! You are shameless and steal from me."    

Xia Ting retreated, and Meng Yu chased after her.    

"I said I won't give it to you."    

The young girl let out a silver bell-like laugh. She raised the fire stick high up in the air, and started to use Lotus Step by Step to escape to Peach Blossom Forest.    

"Senior sister, you can't do this, you're too despicable! Thief!"    

Meng Yu's eyes turned red! He hurriedly started the Floating Shadow Gait and chased after the beautiful figure.    

The young girl smiled very happily. Her bright smile was very beautiful under the morning sun.    

If someone saw it, they would definitely suspect that Xia Ting would also smile. Wasn't she always cold?    

The two of them chased after each other into Peach Blossom Forest.    

Xia Ting's footwork was not as fast as Meng Yu's. After a while, Meng Yu caught up with her.    

"Junior brother, you are really a genius. You can even refine a fire stick. I will definitely show it to Su Yuyan and Cai Jiaojiao today."    

"Hmph, senior sister is a thief. Return my sword!"    

As the two spoke, they chased after each other.    

Meng Yu grabbed the girl's hand and wanted to grab the fire stick in her hand. The girl giggled and tried to raise the thing as high as possible.    

Meng Yu could not reach it.    

He exerted his strength and Xia Ting was suddenly pulled into his arms.    

He subconsciously hugged the soft body and felt the girl's smooth skin. Meng Yu was stunned.    

Xia Ting was also stunned.    

Peach Blossom Forest was very beautiful. There were many pink red flower petals hanging on the trees and some flying in the wind. There was the fragrance of flowers in the air.    

This time, it was completely different from when Meng Yu hugged the young girl in the Demonic Beast Mountain Range.    

At that time, it was because of the situation. Meng Yu was trying to save her.    

This time around, there were some different things inside.    

Both of them could feel it.    

As for what was different, they weren't too sure.    

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes staring at each other. Space seemed to freeze at this moment.    

Their faces were as red as peach blossoms.    

After a while, Meng Yu let go of Xia Ting in his arms and stammered, "Sorry, I, I didn't do it on purpose."    

Xia Ting tidied up a few strands of her hair that had been blown by the wind. She looked at Meng Yu and pouted. Her smile immediately disappeared and her expression became cold again. After that, she turned her small waist and walked towards the cave.    

Meng Yu took a few steps forward and shouted, "Senior sister, I really didn't mean to take advantage of you."    

He knew that the girl was arrogant and hated vulgar men the most.    

But just now, he really didn't do it on purpose.    

His senior sister had helped him before, and he had also helped him. Meng Yu did not want to lose this friendship.    

Xia Ting, however, did not turn back.    

That graceful and graceful figure passed through the Peach Blossom Forest like a fairy descending to the mortal world. It was so beautiful that it could be described as a painting.    

Was she blaming herself for being a lecher?    

Meng Yu felt very wronged.    

He stood there, watching the falling flowers fall, watching the young girl finally disappear in front of his eyes.    

He suddenly felt that the distance between him and Xia Ting seemed to have become very close, but in a trance, he felt that the young girl was so far away that it was difficult to touch her.    

This pair of youth and young girl did not know that their casual intimacy just now was seen by a person in the distance.    

Zhu Dong's eyes were red. "In broad daylight, they actually cuddled like this. What kind of behavior is this!"    

"This Meng Yu just moved here and caused so many things. I have to think of a way to chase him away!"    

Xia Ting returned to her own cave and her breathing quickened.    

"I must have made a mistake."    

Xia Ting said softly.    

"Why do I always want to talk to my brother these days? Usually when I have nothing to do, I would suddenly think of him?"    

"Why did he hug me like that just now? Did he want to take advantage of me?"    

"What's on his mind? He, he, he...?"    

When she thought of that moment, the girl's heart began to beat wildly.    

When she was hugged by the young man just now, Xia Ting suddenly realized that the young man's shoulder was so broad and warm.    

She really wanted to lean there and lie there quietly. She smelled his breath and watched those flying flowers fall. She no longer thought about that nightmare and also no longer thought about the blood debt she had to bear.    

"I will not like him. He won't like me either." The girl muttered, as if she was emphasizing something.    

"The one he likes is junior sister Yaner. They are a pair. They can talk about anything. I am very envious."    

The young girl sitting on the chair supported her cheeks with her hands and her eyes were somewhat confused.    

After a long time.    

"The fire stick he made is so ugly."    

The girl took out the strange black stick and looked at it with a gentle gaze. She burst into laughter.    

She was always able to find little fun in the ordinary.