Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

As he spoke, Xu Xingchen's gaze fell even more passionately on the beauty in front of him. Hong Lingbo had red eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and her eyes seemed to have a lot to say; under her exquisite nose were cherry lips that were as red as red, and a slight purse was enough to make people fall in love with her.

Her skin is as crystal clear and tender as a newly ripe lychee in early summer; and her childish face is filled with a purity and charm that is untainted by the dust.

Xu Xingchen stared at her intently, with love and pity intertwined in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to hold her in his arms forever, so he hugged Hong Lingbo closer to him.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped. Xu Xingchen and Hong Lingbo's bodies were pressed tightly together. Their heartbeats and soft breathing were clearly audible in the quiet atmosphere.

Every pulse seems to be telling of the unspoken feelings in the heart. A warm and sweet atmosphere quietly permeates the surrounding air, just like the first blooming flowers in spring, exuding a faint fragrance that makes people involuntarily indulge in it.

Hong Lingbo, a girl who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, has been following her master Li Mochou, known as the "Red Snake Fairy" in the martial arts world since she was a child. She has been in the ups and downs of the martial arts world and is accustomed to the life of a chivalrous woman wearing Taoist robes and holding a long sword.

But time seemed to be particularly kind to her, without leaving too many traces of the underworld on her. Hong Lingbo's appearance still maintained the innocence and beauty of a little girl. In this sudden close contact, there was also a hint of shyness and helplessness, which added a different color to this unexpected warmth.

"No, I...I believe you!"

Hong Lingbo's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and two delicate red clouds quickly appeared on her cheeks, like peach blossoms just blooming in spring, tender and juicy. There was a slight tremor in her delicate words, which was an outward expression of her inner excitement.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen's sudden words "your husband" were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and stirring up Hong Lingbo's heart.

These three words echoed in her heart, making Hong Lingbo feel surprised and shy, as if countless deer were running rampant in her heart, making her uneasy and almost breathless.

Because she was too shy, Hong Lingbo had to lower her head shyly, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly, but she didn't dare to look directly into the passionate and affectionate gaze of Xu Xingchen beside her.

Her heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, and every beat seemed to tell of the panic and throbbing in her heart. Then, she clearly felt the strong arm around her waist, hugging her tightly.

It conveyed warm and solid strength, like a safe haven, protecting her from the wind, rain and disturbances of the outside world. This sudden close contact made Hong Lingbo's heart even more confused for a moment.

Various emotions are intertwined at this moment, which are difficult to describe. There is both the sweet feeling of being cared for, and the confusion and uneasiness about the future; there is both the desire and cherishment for this emotion, and the worry about whether one can bear this weight.

This made Hong Lingbo's thoughts like a dandelion blown by the wind, floating and unpredictable, not knowing where to go. However, in this complex and ever-changing whirlpool of emotions, one thing was certain: her trust and dependence on Xu Xingchen, just like the feeling of her snuggling tightly in his arms at this moment, was real and profound.

"Humph, you are not my husband!"

Hong Lingbo muttered softly, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it carried a barely perceptible hint of shyness and a hint of anger, and the words seemed like a breeze blowing across the lake.

Although gentle, it also stirred up delicate ripples on the calm lake surface. After saying this, Hong Lingbo's already delicate cheeks became even redder like a ripe apple, so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

As a result, when these slightly coquettish yet affectionate words rang softly in Xu Xingchen's ears, an expression of disbelief instantly blossomed on his already handsome face. His eyes opened wide and he stared at the other person in surprise.

"The intimate behavior just now seemed to belong only to the tacit understanding and sweetness between a deeply affectionate couple. My wife, you don't recognize it..."

Hong Lingbo interrupted Xu Xingchen eagerly before he could finish his words. This sudden utterance was accompanied by a subtle yet hard-to-conceal shyness, just like a flower blooming in spring, delicate and reserved.

"You...what are you talking about!"

Her cheeks quickly turned red, like the clouds in the sky at sunset, beautiful and moving.

Not only was there a hint of panic and embarrassment in her voice, but there was also a subtle hint of anger, as if she was a little girl whose secrets had been revealed. She wanted to deny it but couldn't find the words to do so, and could only use this slightly clumsy way to conceal the ups and downs in her heart.

"Just now...just now...that was just..."

Hong Lingbo's words seemed to be frozen by a sudden cold wind. Every word was squeezed out from her trembling lips with difficulty. Her usually eloquent speech now seemed to be tightly entangled by invisible silk threads.

No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to smoothly express the waves and confusion in her heart. Her eyes flickered, sometimes looking at the ground, sometimes secretly glancing at Xu Xingchen beside her. The look of panic and shyness she had never had before.

Seeing this, Xu Xingchen's heart couldn't help but ripple, and an indescribable warmth quietly surged into his heart. The beauty in front of him, although usually pretty and charming, but at this moment, her shyness was accompanied by a bit of helplessness.

The look of innocence in panic was undoubtedly a great temptation and heart-throb to him, so Xu Xingchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth into a playful and doting smile at this moment.

So, Xu Xingchen deliberately prolonged his tone, speaking slowly and carefully in a tone that was both teasing and gentle, as if every word contained special emotions and profound meanings.

"Wife, are you planning to take advantage of me and then deny your responsibility? This is really not fair."

As he spoke, Xu Xingchen's eyes flashed with a cunning and warm light. He was obviously enjoying the rare warmth and sweetness at this moment. At the same time, he was secretly looking forward to Hong Lingbo's reaction, his heart full of cherishment and care for this emotion.

"Who... who is going to take advantage of it and deny it?"

Hong Lingbo's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and it was trembling slightly. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with a hint of shyness and anger that was difficult to conceal.

Two gorgeous red clouds appeared involuntarily on her delicate cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, adding a strange color to the slightly tense atmosphere.

The pair of eyes that were usually as clear as water were now flashing with complex emotions, including the panic of having their hearts accidentally touched, as well as a bit of unwillingness and grievance. The pair of delicate and slender hands were unconsciously intertwined.

Her fingertips gently stroked the corners of her clothes, and she seemed a little at a loss, as if she was a little girl who was suddenly thrown into an unfamiliar situation and had completely lost her usual calmness and composure. Everything around her seemed to be still.

The only sound left was her slightly panicked yet stubborn breathing, which seemed particularly clear in the silence.

"Obviously...Obviously you were the first to attack!"

At this time, Hong Lingbo's voice was filled with a hint of panic and unwillingness. She hastily retorted, trying to salvage the situation in her favor. As soon as she finished speaking, a hint of shyness still remained on her delicate face.

It was like the early morning hours, when the crystal clear morning dew gently adorned the delicate petals that seemed to be able to squeeze out water, revealing a faint blush on Hong Lingbo's cheeks.

With the shyness and reserve that are unique to girls, she has a natural beauty that is unadorned, fresh and refined, especially in her eyes that are as bright as stars, which are shining with complex and delicate emotions, just like the light and shadow intertwined in the night sky, which is very inspiring.