96: Chapter 96 Romantic Sword Flight! A Cold and Passionate Love Above the Clouds

The Flying Sword darted like a shuttle, breaking through layers of golden auspicious clouds.

High above in the sky, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the vast, boundless sea of clouds into a magnificent orange-red.

In this quiet and magnificent world, a huge cyan Flying Sword moved forward steadily. A barrier of True Essence isolated all the biting gale outside, leaving only faint streamers of light wandering across the surface of the barrier.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue collapsed softly into Gu Yi's embrace, her cheek pressed tightly against his warm chest.

Only then did her heart, which had been pounding like a frightened deer, calm down slightly.

Her nose was filled with the domineering yet inexplicably comforting masculine scent from Gu Yi, making her feel a little dizzy.

Gu Yi looked at Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, an indescribable tenderness arising in his heart.

This Senior Sister appeared strong and cold, but in reality, her heart was as pure as a blank sheet of paper. Once she set her heart on someone, she would rely on them wholeheartedly.

He slowly raised his right hand, and under Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's slightly panicked gaze, he gently pinched her delicate chin.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's delicate body trembled slightly, but she did not dodge at all, allowing him to act.

As Gu Yi applied a slight pressure with his fingers, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue had to lift her head, and her eyes, like clear water, finally met Gu Yi's gaze.

Gu Yi's gaze was passionate and focused, as if she were the only person left in this world.

In those deep pupils, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue saw herself, face flushed red and eyes filled with shyness.

That sense of shame surged into her heart again, but this time, it was mixed with a trace of uncontrollable anticipation.

"Senior Sister, is the scenery above the clouds beautiful?" Gu Yi looked at the red lips close at hand, his voice low and hoarse.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue held her breath, her voice as soft as a mosquito's: "Beautiful... it's extremely beautiful."

"But, in my eyes," Gu Yi leaned down slightly, their breaths almost intertwining, "Senior Sister, you are thousands, ten thousand times more beautiful than this scenery."

The tip of Gu Yi's nose gently pressed against the tip of Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's nose. That intimate touch made Senior Sister Mu Qingxue feel numb all over, as if struck by electricity.

She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was held tightly by the arm around her waist, unable to move a single inch.

She looked at those eyes getting closer and closer, and the final line of defense in her heart finally collapsed completely.

The next moment, Gu Yi precisely kissed that softness he had been longing for.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's mind went blank instantly.

It was a wonderful feeling she had never experienced before.

Gu Yi's lips were warm and domineering, carrying an irresistible strength that instantly plundered all her breath and thoughts.

Her clumsy and inexperienced response, however, unknowingly ignited the long-suppressed fire in Gu Yi's heart.

Behind the Flying Sword, Liu Qingwan leaned against a huge wine gourd. Although her eyes were closed, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her.

She smacked her lips gently, as if savoring some fine wine, but tactfully did not open her eyes to disturb this tranquility.

High in the sky, above the sea of clouds, the two figures embraced tightly, as if they wanted to merge into each other's bodies.

That was a love that transcended status and cast aside modesty; witnessed by the setting sun and the sea of clouds, it was passionate and romantic.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue leaned softly on Gu Yi's shoulder, gasping for air. Her cool, aloof face was now so red it seemed almost ready to drip blood. Her eyes were blurred, and there was less of her usual heroic spirit between her brows, replaced by a soul-stirring allure.

Gu Yi held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, feeling the tenderness of the moment.

The journey to the Great Wilderness was unpredictable, but he knew that no matter how many hardships lay ahead, he must protect this silly woman who could abandon all modesty for his sake.

The Flying Sword continued to move steadily over the sea of clouds. Inside the barrier, the spring scenery was boundless, and the sunset across the sky seemed to become even more magnificent and dazzling because of their burning love.

Gu Yi looked at Senior Sister Mu Qingxue in his arms, who was like a pool of spring water. The fire in his heart not only failed to subside but showed a trend of becoming even more intense.

He glanced at Liu Qingwan, who seemed to be still fast asleep behind him, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc.

Although he couldn't really stage a spring spectacle in front of Liu Qingwan, collecting a little interest was still possible.

"Senior Sister, since the healing effect is quite good, shall we continue?" Gu Yi whispered in her ear, his voice like a demon's temptation.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's body stiffened. Before she could react, she felt that large hand which had originally been around her waist had somehow reached into her skirt.

She let out a suppressed, delicate cry and buried her face deeply into Gu Yi's chest once again.