135: Phoenix and Moon

Leng Yaozhu staggered toward Shen Guyan, gently placed her hands on his shoulders, and slowly leaned in. Shen Guyan's eyes widened. He had never expected the usually aloof, dignified, and high-and-mighty Leng Yaozhu to make such a move.

Leng Yaozhu slightly lowered her head, gently closed her eyes, and pressed her burning lips onto Shen Guyan's. At the same time, she tightly wrapped her arms around him, as if trying to merge him into her own body.

"Ah, this!"

Shen Guyan instantly froze, his mind a complete blank.

Leng Yaozhu was passionate and frantic, filled with endless desire.

Was this still the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo he knew?

Vaguely, he could feel a slender willow leaf eagerly prying open the border fortifications, exploring deeper mysteries.

Before Shen Guyan could resist, a fair hand grabbed his chin and gently applied force—

Shen Guyan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Sweet nectar gathered, following the fluttering willow leaf... Her body pressed tightly against Shen Guyan, like two toppled jade pillars threatening to bury him. A soft hand began to wander over his body, its pace wild and urgent.

Shen Guyan tried to struggle, but Leng Yaozhu's powerful Soul Power bound him like invisible ropes, making him unable to move.

Qiangu Dongfeng, upon seeing this scene, would probably muster the courage to challenge the first Pagoda Master, Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao.

Leng Yaozhu continued kissing Shen Guyan while murmuring indistinctly, her slender fingers beginning to undo his clothes.

As the petal-like lips parted, they drew out a crystalline thread a hundred times finer than the control threads of a Tang Sect Puppet.

Shen Guyan's dislocated jaw didn't even have time to close before he swallowed that mouthful of morning dew.

"Yun Ming..."

In a daze, Leng Yaozhu slowly uttered the name of the man who had always haunted her dreams.

Yun Ming? Sky Pillar Douluo? Shen Guyan’s eyes regained clarity. Was her heart still occupied by the strongest man on the continent?

"I... I'm not Yun Ming."

Shen Guyan tried to speak to remind Leng Yaozhu, but in this state, she seemed to have lost the ability to think.

"You are..."

Soon, Shen Guyan's shirt was torn open, and Leng Yaozhu's burning cherry blossoms traced a path down Shen Guyan's extended neck, leaving a series of wet, hot marks.

Shen Guyan felt his whole body heating up. The azure dragon mask, the instigator of all this, turned into a streak of azure light and returned to his body.

You've killed me! Shen Guyan wailed internally. If Leng Yaozhu woke up and realized what happened, wouldn't she likely slaughter him?

At this moment, Leng Yaozhu's soft hand wantonly swept across Shen Guyan's firm chest, then slowly moved downward—

Shen Guyan was utterly stunned, his heart filled with panic and helplessness, yet he was powerless to resist Leng Yaozhu's current frenzy.

Leng Yaozhu pushed Shen Guyan onto the bed, then pressed down on him, her eyes filled with Chaos. She quickly stripped off her Spirit Pagoda uniform, exposing her graceful body completely to the air.

Her figure is so good... Wait, no, why am I thinking about this right now?

Next, the few remaining coverings on Shen Guyan's body vanished like birds flying into the void under Leng Yaozhu's hands. She then slowly sat down... "I'm done for." This was the last thought in Shen Guyan's mind.

A heavy sound of merging flesh immediately echoed in the room. In this strange atmosphere, everything seemed to be escalating toward Chaos... It was exactly at this moment that Shen Yue, dragging her tired body back to the hotel after a busy day, brought a simple meal specifically for her beloved younger brother.

Although it couldn't compare to the food she made herself in the Separate Courtyard, it was better than starving, right? Shen Yue thought this, looking forward to her brother's smiling face.

But when she approached the entrance of the suite, she noticed the room door hadn't been closed.

"How could this guy be so careless?" Shen Yue muttered to herself, then quickly walked over.

As Shrek City's most luxurious hotel, the security measures were naturally top-notch. Even all the room doors were forged from rare metals. As the hotel's signature feature, the door to the Speaker Suite was made of Spirit Forged Materials; an ordinary Spirit Master truly couldn't break through it.

But before Shen Yue could get close, a strange noise grew louder.

Shen Yue's beautiful eyes immediately widened. She couldn't imagine such a thing happening inside the suite. Although she was still an unmarried maiden, born into a noble family, hadn't she heard the pig squeal even if she hadn't eaten the pork?

Carrying a trace of fantasy, Shen Yue cautiously pried open a crack in the door, attempting to peer inside through the gap.

After just one glance, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her younger brother, her dearest younger brother... how could he... Shen Yue silently slid to the floor, desperately covering her mouth to suppress any sound.

Crystal tears continuously streamed down, and her heart shattered into pieces on the floor.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps as the mysterious power gradually dissipated, Leng Yaozhu's eyes finally regained clarity. When she saw the scene of herself entangled with Shen Guyan, her face instantly turned paper-white, filled with horror, shame, and disbelief.

By this point, Shen Guyan had completely passed out. How could his body withstand the crushing force of such an old woman?

"W-what have I done..." Leng Yaozhu's voice trembled, her eyes brimming with tears. She frantically got up, quickly gathered her clothes to cover her body, then cast an extremely complicated look at Shen Guyan before hurriedly fleeing the room.

Right before the door, Leng Yaozhu tripped over Shen Yue, who was slumped on the floor.

The two women exchanged a glance, then quickly turned their heads away.

Leng Yaozhu could clearly see in Shen Yue's eyes a resentment akin to the hatred of having one's father murdered and wife stolen. Even Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao, whose spiritual Realm was unmatched on the continent back then, would probably weakly retreat if he faced it.

Leng Yaozhu instantly understood something, but for some reason, a strange feeling of gratifying guilt arose in her heart at that moment.

She quickly got up and fled the hotel as if escaping, not even managing to greet Shen Yue.

At this time, Shen Guyan also struggled to wake up, staring blankly at the room's ceiling, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew well that all this calamity was caused by the azure dragon mask, and he and Leng Yaozhu could probably never return to the way things were... Bang!

The door slammed shut. Shen Guyan subconsciously turned his head, only to see his older sister, Shen Yue, quickly walking toward him with a lifeless expression, filled with Death Qi.

"Sis?"

Shen Guyan's heart sank. Leng Yaozhu had just left, and Shen Yue walked in with that expression. It seemed... Shen Yue looked down at him, her usually gentle beautiful eyes filled with resolute ruthlessness.

No way... You are my... You wouldn't do anything to me over this, right?

"Xiao Yu, from now on, I will never let anyone take you away from me again."

After saying this, Shen Yue swiftly kicked off her shoes, sat onto the big bed, and proceeded to imitate Leng Yaozhu's previous actions... Shen Guyan: "???"