270: The sound of the phoenix flute (asking for monthly ticket)

The sound of the Phoenix flute echoed, the light of the jade pot rotated, and fish and dragons danced all night.

Immediately after, a suction force came from Chen Yuan's palm, and with a pull of his hand,

a crisp gasp, like the sound of wind chimes, rang out!

A purple figure spun in a beautiful arc and crashed into Chen Yuan's arms.

The door behind them, without any wind, closed with a "bang."

Chen Yuan sniffed lightly, his gaze dropping slightly, his eyes flickering as he spoke the identity of the person.

"Miss An, are you trying to kill This General?"

Looking down, the figure that had crashed into Chen Yuan's arms was an extremely beautiful woman.

The woman wore a purple strapless top adorned with gemstones and agates, her eyes were a deep blue like a lake, her nose was high and straight, her eyebrows curved, and on her forehead was a golden bird imprint. Her black curly hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist. Her figure was full and shapely, alluring yet not vulgar, exuding a strong Western Regions charm.

An Ge, the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion in Tianxiong Pass, and the former Loulan Princess, had traveled thousands of miles to Jin Guan City upon hearing the news of Chen Yuan's death on the Demon Battlefield!

This morning, the woman, disguised, had hidden in the shadows and finally saw Chen Yuan. Her emotions surged, and she had intended to flee, but Chen Yuan, along with other Heavenly Gate experts, had "captured" her and brought her back, where she was "confined" alone in the West Wing.

"Clang!"

The long sword fell to the ground. An Ge's deep blue eyes were filled with shock and anger, her willow-like eyebrows raised. At this moment, she was held in an embarrassing position, bound from behind by Chen Yuan, pressed tightly against him.

"Get off!"

An Ge's entire body glowed with Qi, her aura vibrated, but she found it like a mud ox entering the sea, unable to break free.

Immediately after, her expression changed drastically.

A large hand was touching her lower abdomen!

An Ge's beautiful eyes finally showed a hint of panic.

Immediately, an astonishing vitality surged from that large hand, emitting a brilliant emerald green light, rushing wildly into her lower abdomen.

"What are you doing?" An Ge struggled in shock and anger, letting out a sharp cry.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's palm carefully sensed, his eyes blazing. He forcefully held the woman in his arms, mobilizing the Dragon Qi Mother Tree, and a vast surge of vitality poured out.

An Ge began to struggle violently, but as the vast essence entered her lower abdomen, she could feel the vitality within her lower abdomen becoming increasingly rich. She gradually quieted down, and a sacred glow appeared on her beautiful face, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

After maintaining this posture for about half a cup of tea, the large hand left her lower abdomen, and then turned her full, tall body around.

An Ge's azure blue eyes flickered with a hint of panic, then she seemed to remember something, and resentment rose within them. But when she met those pale golden pupils, the emotions that had just risen in her eyes were instantly shattered, like a calm lake, her eyes shimmered, rippling, and she turned her face away.

"Haha!"

A loud laugh reverberated, shaking the entire room.

An Ge's blood and Qi churned from the shock, and she instinctively covered her lower abdomen with both hands, flushed with anger and shame,

"What are you laughing at?"

Those pale golden pupils shifted downwards, and the laughter in his mouth abruptly ceased.

"This General is happy!"

Chen Yuan's eyes revealed an excitement like that of a child, a feeling he had never experienced before.

An Ge's lake-blue eyes saw the Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, who was so formidable and revered by the world, displaying such an appearance. Her delicate and elegant face was somewhat dazed, and the anger in her heart unconsciously dissipated by more than half.

However, Chen Yuan's next sentence immediately made her temper flare.

"You shouldn't have come here!" Chen Yuan said.

"Do you think I wanted to come? Wasn't it you who dragged me here, just like before, regardless of whether I was willing or not, you just held me down." An Ge's eyes grew cold, her languid voice filled with anger, then she sneered,

"You, Chen Yuan, are now the revered Ninth Zhonglang outside, a master of the Martial Treasury Divine Ability, slaying demons, with all the strong submitting to you, how mighty! Who would know that you, Ninth Zhonglang, have great principles but no manners, acting without scruples."

The former Loulan Princess poured out her grievances to Chen Yuan, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, and her full chest rose and fell, expanding and contracting with an astonishing curve.

Her anger level surged.

Chen Yuan, however, listened patiently, a smile in his eyes, and then delivered a decisive blow.

"What you said is not wrong, but This General remembers that Miss An, you also made conditions at that time."

An Ge's cheeks immediately flushed with anger, "You..."

But this appearance added a touch of charming allure.

Chen Yuan's eyes widened, and his large hand wrapped around her slender waist, lifting her up.

"Since Miss An can't remember."

"Then This General can help!"

An Ge truly felt the man's domineering and rough nature, her heart tightened, "What are you doing? Let go."

Two fists wildly pounded Chen Yuan, even using True Qi, but they struck Chen Yuan's steel-like bones, making a dull thud, as if hitting a block of iron.

At this moment, Chen Yuan waved a sleeve, a gust of wind blew, the candlelight in the room flickered, then extinguished, and the entire room plunged into darkness.

Soon after, the bed board shook.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot's light turned, and fish and dragons danced all night!

The next day, the sky was bright.

Jin Guan City was bustling and noisy.

Even though there was a huge commotion yesterday, with portraits posted and heavily armed guards at the four city gates, it still couldn't stop the lively scene of this Heavenly Prefecture City, with people moving in throngs.

In the marketplace, merchants hawked their wares, and tea houses and taverns buzzed with talk about the aftermath of yesterday.

In the vast East City, there is an alley called Ping Kou Alley, named because the entrance to the alley is as narrow as a bottle's mouth, but then it suddenly opens up.

On this day, on the main street outside Ping Kou Alley, a delicate young girl in a blue-dyed floral ruqun, carrying a bamboo basket, paused in front of a butcher shop.

"Uncle Sangan, please wrap this piece of meat for me."

The girl's voice was clear, and then the bare hand holding the basket opened, revealing more than a dozen copper coins inside. With her other hand, she carefully counted the coins.

The butcher shop owner was a rough Hunter, rather fat, with an oily face and a scruffy beard, holding a bone chopper stained with blood, looking fierce. But upon seeing the girl, he chuckled playfully.

"Xiu'er, why are you buying meat? Looking at you, let Uncle guess, is it because your sweetheart came back?"

"Uncle Sangan, please don't tease me. Brother Zhi came back yesterday injured, and my mother told me to buy some meat to help him recover. How much is it?" The girl named Xiu'er seemed a bit anxious.

But the rough Hunter selling meat strung up a string of about two jin of lean meat with a straw rope and handed it to the girl.

"Here!"

The girl saw that she hadn't asked for so much meat, but the other party had given her so much, and the money she had brought was clearly not enough.

"Uncle, I... I didn't ask for so much!"

But the meat-selling Hunter said, "What money? You take this meat to that boy from the Zuo family. He's a soldier in the Ninth Mountain, a good one. A few pieces of meat are nothing."