107: Aunt Bai, hold me tight!

Aunt Bai was in his arms, fragrant and soft.

But Lu Ming felt no hint of romance.

Because Bai Qiuyue's condition was very abnormal.

Her pretty face was as pale as paper, and her limbs were icy cold.

The curse of the evil god had descended, and the already dwindling life force within her was rapidly draining away.

At this moment, she was like a porcelain doll, liable to shatter at any moment.

"Aunt Bai, are you alright?" Lu Ming held her in his arms and asked in a low voice.

"No... it's fine... just some damage to my origin..."

This was the first time Bai Qiuyue had leaned into a man's embrace, and her body was noticeably stiff.

She pressed her hands against Lu Ming's chest, trying to get up.

Lu Ming noticed her movement and quickly tightened his arms: "Don't move!"

Bai Qiuyue's origin was damaged, and her limbs were already weak. With Lu Ming's tightening grip, her entire small face pressed directly against his chest.

She looked exactly like a young girl clinging to her lover and acting spoiled.

This intimate distance was an experience she had never had in her decades of life.

Her stiff body instantly felt as if all strength had been drained from it, and she even forgot to retract the hands she had pressed against Lu Ming's chest.

Bai Qiuyue only felt her cheeks burning intensely, as if they were on fire.

"You..."

She opened her mouth, wanting Lu Ming to loosen his grip.

But she was surprised to find that the young man's body temperature was like a flame, like a fire in the dead of winter, dispelling much of the cold and stinging pain from her body.

She couldn't help but turn her head slightly, her cheek brushing against Lu Ming's clothes.

Sure enough, the curse within her eased a little.

So, she brushed against him again, murmuring, "So comfortable..."

Lu Ming looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms, and his breathing suddenly hitched.

Bai Qiuyue, who had just been stiff and resistant, now resembled a kitten trying to please its owner, her head slightly tilted, gently brushing her cheek against his clothes.

The movement was very light, carrying a hint of imperceptible reliance. Her soft hair brushed against his chest, and a ticklish sensation spread from his skin to his heart.

Wait, where was that elegant and dignified Director Bai?

How did she suddenly turn into a clingy little kitten?

The contrast was too great!

Lu Ming's body felt a bit stiff.

And Bai Qiuyue seemed to sense something; she slightly raised her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Bai Qiuyue's mind went "Buzz" with a thunderous roar, leaving only one thought—

Destroy me!

What have I done!

Not only did she cling to Lu Ming's arms, refusing to move, but she also rubbed against him like an unweaned kitten, and even involuntarily said, "So comfortable!"

What was even worse was that Lu Ming was Lier's husband!

She was an elder who had watched Lier grow up, and now she was making such clingy gestures in the arms of her junior's husband. If word got out, how could she face anyone?!

Bai Qiuyue's face flushed "Swish" red, spreading from her cheeks all the way to the base of her neck, even her earlobes were so red they looked like they might bleed.

She abruptly closed her eyes, not daring to look into Lu Ming's eyes again.

Her hands instinctively pushed against Lu Ming's chest, trying to push him away.

But her limbs were too weak, and that little push was like a tickle, making her seem even more delicate.

"I... I didn't mean..."

She was so flustered she became incoherent, her voice trembling, her mind a chaotic mess. She couldn't think of how to explain her actions just now.

She couldn't possibly say, "Because your body temperature can alleviate the curse, I couldn't help but rub against you twice," could she?

That would sound even more ambiguous and lead to even more misunderstanding!

Lu Ming was stunned by her sudden reaction.

The person in his arms, who had been as docile as a kitten just a second ago, was now so anxious she looked like she was about to cry, pushing wildly with her hands.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, and her eyes darted away, not daring to look at him, like a child caught doing something wrong.

"Aunt Bai, it's alright. If it's comfortable, just keep leaning..."

This was the first time Lu Ming had seen such a girlish side to her.

The image of Director Bai, who usually commanded respect and cut down evil spirits, completely crumbled.

He quickly softened his tone, his voice carrying a deliberate soothing quality: "Don't overthink it. I know you're uncomfortable because of the curse. Just lean back and relax. We'll talk more when we get back to Linyuan City."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the pushing force from the person in his arms lighten.

However, the hands resting on his chest still hadn't retracted, her fingertips slightly curled, as if she hadn't yet recovered from her earlier embarrassment.

After a few steps, Bai Qiuyue seemed to finally regain some strength, and her voice came muffled from his embrace, as faint as a mosquito's hum: "...Don't tell Lier."

Lu Ming's footsteps paused, then he softly responded: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Upon receiving Lu Ming's promise, Bai Qiuyue's tense body finally relaxed completely.

But her cheeks were still burning intensely, so she simply gave up. She buried her face deeper, her nose brushing against Lu Ming's warm clothes.

That familiar warmth once again dispelled the coldness within her, making her let out a soft sigh.

Lier, don't blame your Aunt Bai, but this kid's body is really warm... Just as this warmth was about to spread throughout her body, the surrounding black mist suddenly churned.

Bai Qiuyue, in Lu Ming's arms, shivered abruptly, her previously relaxed body instantly tensing up.

"Be careful!"

Lu Ming reacted even faster. Almost the instant the cold wind struck, he shielded Bai Qiuyue behind him.

At the same time, he unleashed a blade glow, striking towards his front-left.

The golden blade glow cut through the air, carrying a sharp whooshing sound as it struck the churning black mist.

But the moment it touched the black mist, it was like cutting into a pile of cotton, only emitting a soft "sizzle" before the blade glow vanished without a trace.

"Heh heh, quite perceptive indeed."

A cold laugh came from the depths of the Black Abyss.

A black figure floated out like a ghost, landing silently, with faint black mist swirling around him.

"It's a Shadow Guard from the Netherworld Royal Court!"

After Bai Qiuyue clearly saw the figure, her heart sank to the bottom.

In her prime, such small fries would naturally be crushed without a sound.

But now her origin was damaged, and even raising her hand to condense spiritual power was difficult. Let alone fighting a Shadow Guard, even self-preservation was an issue.

Shadow Thirteen stared intently at the two, the killing intent in his eyes unconcealed: "This is truly wonderful! Buy one, get one free!"

He suddenly raised his bone blade, pointed it at Lu Ming, licked his lips, and said:

"You are Lu Ming, aren't you? My master said that a remarkable young man has come to Linyuan City, and specifically instructed us to seize the opportunity to eliminate you."

"Who would have thought, who would have thought. Today is my lucky day, buy one get one free! One is a future prodigy, and the other is a pillar of Great Xia."

As he spoke, he slowly stepped forward, the black mist around him growing denser, and the aura emanating from him was roughly at the mid-Sixth Realm.

A look of determination flashed across Bai Qiuyue's face: "Lu Ming, you go first!"

She knew that Lu Ming's current strength was at most at the peak of the Fifth Realm, and a direct confrontation would be no match.

Adding to that, having to protect her, a burden, would only lead to a futile death.

Rather than both of them dying here, it would be better for Lu Ming to leave first, at least he could preserve his life.

"Aunt Bai, hold me tight!"

Lu Ming held her against his chest with one arm.

Losing her support, Bai Qiuyue instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her long legs coiled around his waist...