Chapter 132 - 18+ Mini-drama: Mischievous Xiao Hong 1 (extra: The Spirits Character set up))

The cabin door clicked shut right in their faces.

Lupine floated there, staring at the red wood.

Xiao Hong landed with a soft thud.

As soon as her ass hit the ground, she jumped up, flipping her long red hair and putting both hands on her soft hips.

"Aiya~! That big wolf kicked me out of my own bridal chamber! My soft bed! My show!!!"

Lupine grinned. "Hmm, hmm... You wanted to see something that should not be seen?"

"Hmph. Old hound, don’t expose me," Xiao Hong pouted, but soon her attention shifted.

Her eyes sparkled with pure mischief.

"Boring, right? Let’s do something good. I have been locked up for so long. Now that I can move, I should take care of others," she said righteously.

Lupine floated closer. "Taking care of Fiery Lust Orchid? Or Glistening Rose Elixir?"

Xiao Hong’s red lips curved into a lewd little smile. "The earthworm... Let’s dig him out?"

"Not bad! Not bad!" Lupine said proudly.

Xiao Hong’s eyes lit up.

In the next breath, she shrank into that same plump little red bug and shot into the connected space. A smile played on her face mischievously.

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Xirang Hall was quiet.

The soil was still upturned from the previous havoc. Ghost Master was buried again inside his coffin.

A tiny red bug crawled into the soft earth without a sound.

Above, Lupine was already ready with an artifact that could block the spirit from entering the ground.

The bug dug deeper... deeper... until it found the presence of the Ghost Master’s coffin.

She swiftly opened the lid with spiritual qi and poked hard.

Poke.

Poke,

poke.

Ghost Master’s body jerked inside the coffin.

"...Who?"

Poke, poke, poke, poke!

The Ghost Master’s brows knitted under his black cape as he felt the little bug.

He knew it!

Other than this troublesome phoenix, who else would have the nerve to disturb his sleep!

He hissed under his breath, "XIAO HONG! Get out of my hall!"

Poke, poke, poke!

The bug poked again, this time right inside his crotch.

Ghost Master’s spirit sprang up. "You little—! Come out, don’t poke that place!"

Poke, poke, poke!

This time the Ghost Master could not tolerate it.

Even his dead crotch was something that could not be invaded by this little ladybug!

That’s a no-no!

So his soul flew up and shook his entire cloak hard in his body.

A tiny bug was thrown into the air.

Just as he was about to pinch the bug, suddenly, the entire platform shook.

Ghost Master’s phantom form jumped up again in anger.

"Who dares disturb—"

As he and the bug came out from the ground, his gaze fell on Lupine, who was very seriously adjusting the newly settled artifact he had planted on the ground.

"How dare you put those spirit-locking tiles on my hall! Remove them!" Ghost master Hollow shouted at once.

How would he burrow inside if the ground was blocked with this artifact?

"No, no, no, no! This is not good, my dear! You can’t always burrow in the coffin!"

A sickeningly sweet voice spoke up.

Xiao Hong shifted into her female form right in front of him. Red silk. Soft and supple curves. Long red hair cascading down like fire.

She didn’t even give him time to finish.

She jumped with both arms wide, her voice sticky and spoiled.

"Caught you~! Feel these soft things!"

Her full, soft breasts were aimed straight against Ghost Master’s face.

Thud—!

"Ugh!"

"Huh?"

"Huh???????"

"..." Lupine looked at the sprawled beauty on the ground and pressed his lips tighter not to laugh out loud.

Xiao Hong lay there for a full second, face planted in the soil, ass up in the air, her red dress flipped over her back. One soft breast had already spilled half out of the thin silk.

She slowly sat up, looking miserable with her bruised nose.

And then she exploded.

"AIYA! ... How could you just vanish from my hug? You mean ghost!"

Ghost Master floated above her, looking down with the most bored expression.

"...Idiot."

Lupine couldn’t take it anymore.

He laughed out loud.

"Haha! Hahaha! She went right through! The ghost has no body! Hahahaha!"

Xiao Hong pushed herself up, soil stuck to her cheek and the soft curve of her chest.

She glared at Ghost Master, still half-exposed and completely shameless, her voice still sticky and lewd.

"Aiya~! You didn’t even feel it?! Not even a little squeeze?! What a waste of my best soft weapons! Do you know how boring it is to press against air?!"

Ghost Master’s hollow voice was dry as old bones. "I am a soul. What did you expect? A hard chest? Go, go... go to that snowman. Don’t disturb my sleep."

He looked at her still half-spilling breasts, then looked away like it was the most boring thing he had ever seen.

"Leave. Both of you. Before I bury you in the ground for centuries."

Lupine floated down, still laughing so hard his form shook.

He started to mimic Xiao Hong.

"Aiya, what a failure. Even the great Flame Phoenix’s famous soft weapons don’t work on a ghost. What a waste. Tsk tsk."

Xiao Hong stood up, dusting soil off her dress and pushing her breasts back into place with both hands.

Her face was red, but her eyes were already sparkling with her next idea.

"Old hound...?"

She didn’t need to finish. Lupine already knew what she wanted.

"Okay. Let’s go freeze the dragon instead. At least that one has a real body to press against."

Ghost Master’s empty eyes flickered once.

"You dare to do the same thing to the snow dragon?"

Xiao Hong’s voice turned pure lewd again.

"Why not~? Maybe his chest is harder. His muscles are softer. Who knows? Hehehe~ I still have my best aphrodisiac incense if needed."

Lupine grinned. "Good! Good!"

Ghost Master watched them both for a second longer, then slowly sank back into the soil.

The spirit-blocking artifact didn’t even react to stop him. He mumbled as he left,

"...Idiots."

Lupine and Xiao Hong did not wait there.

They shot toward the Snow Valley, still arguing at full volume.

"You pushed too early!"

"You told me to go straight!"

"I said press, not dive head-first!"

"Same thing, old hound! Next time you make something that will lock his soul to his body. I’ll sit on him properly~!"

Behind them, Ghost Master’s dry voice drifted up one last time from under the ground.

"Don’t become a frozen naked sculpture like last time, Xiao Hong!"