Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 74: No clothes to cover the body, such a silly look, how can it be decent! [Please read and subscribe]

The moon is setting in the west, and the cups and plates are in a mess.

Di Junwan was sleeping soundly on the table. There were many wine jars on the ground. She had drunk so much wine that night that she finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

Half of her face was covered by her hair, and the half that was exposed had a jade-like luster. Her facial contours were outlined in ink and glowed red, and her neck lines were as delicate as fine porcelain.

Two long thighs are hanging out, white and fleshy.

There was a huge wine gourd hanging by her hand. When she walked in, she could be heard snoring softly. She was really unmannerly.

Ye Qian'an was speechless and started to clean up the wine jars in the room. If his master saw this, he would probably throw Uncle Di Junwan off the cliff at any time.

Dijun Wan smacked her lips and fell on the bamboo couch. She was naked but she did not forget to scratch her thighs.

The auspicious beast whispered: "Ye Qian'an, who is this woman?"

"Spirit Sword Peak Master Dijun Wan."

Ye Qian'an collected all the wine jars and said, "In the past, Lingjian Peak was considered the most energetic mountain in the sect. However, due to the appearance of Uncle Dijun Wan, it has been hailed as the mountain with the least spiritual energy in the sect..."

The auspicious beast blinked its lively eyes, jumped onto Di Junwan's belly, stepped on her chest with its little paws, and then lay on it.

I also plan to take a rest in this gentle place.

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Xiniu Hezhou, Shenxuanzong.

The warm yellow light shines on the intricately carved mahogany furniture, creating tiny golden glows.

The poems, calligraphy and paintings on the wall fully demonstrate the talent of the owner, while the green bamboos inserted in the antique ceramic vase add a touch of tranquility and elegance to the boudoir.

The room is cool and quiet, shaded by green bamboos.

The mahogany bed is covered with exquisite embroidery, giving off a faint fragrance. By the window, a pot of orchid sways slowly, which is poetic and picturesque, adding a touch of elegance.

Nalan Xue took a deep breath, walked out of the room, and was about to leave the courtyard, but at this moment, a pleasant voice came slowly from outside the garden: "Xue'er, where are you going?"

Hearing the voice, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Ice Fairy Nalan Xue, and she pushed her body forward, but a white shadow quickly blocked her way.

The man was dressed in a white robe and had long black hair. He was dignified and graceful, and seemed to have an otherworldly charm. This was the unique charm of a cultivator.

"Lu Liang, I've said it many times, there is absolutely no chance between us. If you insist on stopping me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Lu Liang smiled gently and said, "Xue'er, you are joking. This is Shenxuan Sect. How could I stop you? I wonder where Xue'er wants to go. I am happy to accompany you."

"No, Senior Brother Lu Liang should leave Shenxuan Sect."

Nalan Xue walked away without looking back, not giving Lu Liang any chance to react, and not even the desire to look at him.

Lu Liang frowned slightly, and as he looked at Nalan Xue's back as she left, he said with some displeasure, "I am a powerful combined master who comes to the Shenxuan Sect every year. I never thought you would treat me like this, you damn bitch!"

"If it weren't for your dynasty, do you think I would be interested in you?!"

Just then, the maid Cui Ling walked out of the room. Now she was missing an arm, but she was still the princess's personal maid.

"Brother Lu Liang."

Glancing at Cui Ling, whose arm was broken, Lu Liang asked in an indifferent voice, "Why, do you want to talk to me about something?" Cui Ling walked over and said softly, "Brother Lu Liang, do you know why the princess suddenly ignored you?"

"Why?"

Lu Liang, who was about to leave, stopped, turned around, and asked with a frown.

Cui Ling followed Wang Teng's instructions and told Lu Liang everything that had happened in the recent period. When he learned about the Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion, Lu Liang's face suddenly became gloomy.

Nalan Xue is his fiancée, and the engagement was personally arranged by the Divine Sword Sect and the Imperial Dynasty. He never expected that this bitch was secretly traveling around with the Qingxuan Sect's disciples.

Lu Liang's face was gloomy. He clenched the gift in his hand and said in an unhappy voice: "Nalan Xue, you really gave me a gift. I don't care what you think. You have to get married whether you want to or not!"

"If you anger my Divine Sword Sect, I won't mind destroying your entire dynasty!"

"As for the child of Qingxuan Sect, I will personally cut off his head and give it to you as a gift!"

Lu Liang gave the gift that he was going to give to Nalan Xue to the maid Cui Ling and said softly, "Thanks to you, otherwise I would have been kept in the dark. This magic weapon for the Fusion Stage is given to you."

Cui Ling's eyes lit up and she immediately thanked him, "Thank you, thank you, senior."

Lu Liang disappeared without a trace, but Cui Ling showed a strange smile and murmured, "I think Senior Brother Wang Teng and I can become a Taoist partner this time."

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Donglingnan Province, Qingxuan Sect.

Ye Qian'an slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a wisp of foul air from his mouth, and looked at Di Junwan who was still sleeping soundly there, with a bit of helplessness on his face.

Di Jun Wan was holding the auspicious beast, saliva flowing from the corners of her mouth. If this silly behavior were to get out, Di Jun Wan’s reputation would probably be ruined.

At this moment, the wooden door of the room was pushed open, and Leng Qianning, with a cold face and dressed in a veil, walked in.

Leng Qianning also saw Di Junwan lying on the bamboo couch, and also noticed that Di Junwan was naked, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Emperor Wan! Get up!"

Following Leng Qianning's scolding, Di Junwan suddenly opened her eyes.

Dijun Wan turned over and sat up, her clothes disheveled and her shoulders half exposed, the scene looked like a crime scene.

She didn't tidy up her clothes, but scratched her hair first, looking at Leng Qianning with hazy eyes, "Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"

She then pulled at her clothes twice and stood up. It wasn't too exaggerated when she was lying down, but when she stood up, her figure was even taller and her curves were amazing.

Leng Qianning was so angry at Di Junwan that she almost grabbed her collar and threw her out of Qingjing Peak.

Dijun Wan touched her nose and murmured, "I drank too much last night and my head hurts a bit. Please let me sleep a little longer."

"You are naked, so naive, and you are acting in front of my disciples. How disrespectful!"

Di Junwan sneered and said, "Senior sister, what are you thinking? Am I the kind of person who would attack my junior nephew? I would never do such a thing as an old cow eating young grass!"

"Then why did you come to my Qingjing Peak? Are you trying to get some treasures from me again?"

Leng Qianning frowned slightly and said, "Don't even think about it. There is nothing. Go back to your Lingjian Peak as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)