Chapter 2128 - 2125: Want Me to Blow on It for You?

Hu Fang’s pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle’s tip, and cold sweat as large as soybeans instantly seeped from his forehead.

As an Inner Sect Disciple of the Liufeng Sacred Land, he understood better than anyone what that talisman paper glowing with a ghostly blue light represented— a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman that could make the entire Lieyin County tremble!

"Crazy, crazy, you’re simply a madman!"

Hu Fang’s voice changed tone, as if someone was squeezing his throat.

His legs began to tremble uncontrollably. This was a top-tier killing tool even revered by the Seven Great Forces, something that ordinary cultivators might never see in their lifetime!

Hu Fang despairingly found that his feet had already been firmly fixed to the ground by a layer of thin ice.

The Extreme Cold Power spread madly along his meridians, making it extremely difficult even to mobilize his soul power.

If it were a Fourth Grade Nether Talisman, he might still stand a fighting chance, but against a Fifth Grade...

"Boom!"

In a deafening explosion, terrifying Extreme Cold Power swept out like a tsunami.

The green brick walls on both sides of the alley were instantly covered with a thick layer of ice, making a tooth-gritting "kaka" sound.

The pooled water on the ground solidified into a mirror-like ice layer in the blink of an eye, reflecting an eerie blue light.

Xu Wendong’s breath caught.

He watched helplessly as the water vapor in the air condensed into countless ice crystals, falling like snowflakes.

Even more frightening, this chill was spreading outward at a terrifying speed, freezing even the air as it passed!

"Stop her quickly!" The voice of the Painting Saint exploded in Xu Wendong’s sea of consciousness, urgently as never before: "The power of this talisman is enough to freeze the entire Lieyin County! Everyone will become an ice sculpture!"

Xu Wendong’s back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Only now did he understand why a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master held such a high status in the Da Yin Dynasty— it was like a walking humanoid cataclysm!

What shocked him the most was that Jiang Manyu had actually used such a massive weapon to avenge him.

The burning, crazed love in her beautiful eyes made Xu Wendong feel both moved and terrified.

"I’ll teach you a method to restrain it!" The voice of the Painting Saint was as resounding as a bell, and a mysterious incantation imprinted directly into Xu Wendong’s mind.

Xu Wendong dared not delay and immediately closed his eyes to focus.

When he opened them again, dozens of Fourth-grade talisman papers were already suspended in front of him.

The Painting Saint Carving Knife turned into a stream of light in his hand, completing one [Ice Melting Talisman] after another in the blink of an eye.

"Go!"

With a light shout from Xu Wendong, dozens of talisman papers simultaneously lit up with golden light.

They formed a mysterious formation in the air, devouring the rampant Extreme Cold Power like a bottomless pit.

The two forces collided, forming brilliant blue bands of light in the alley, beautiful as auroras.

When the last trace of cold was completely absorbed, Hu Fang had already turned into a lifelike ice sculpture.

The terrified expression on his face was forever frozen, as if narrating his despair before death.

"Serves him right!" Jiang Manyu snorted coldly and then pounced beside Xu Wendong like a kitten.

She delicately took Xu Wendong’s injured hand, her pink tongue gently licking the wound, eyes full of heartache: "Does it hurt, husband? I feel like my heart is going to break..."

Xu Wendong looked at this crazy woman who, just a moment ago, wanted to destroy a city and the next moment became a clingy pest, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She seemed to feel no problem in using a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman and didn’t care if she almost killed everyone in the city.

"You..." Xu Wendong opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

Jiang Manyu’s possessiveness over him had reached a pathological level, and such obsessive love made him both touched and headache.

Jiang Manyu looked up, blinking her watery big eyes: "Husband, don’t you like me like this?"

That innocent look, as if just now it wasn’t her who tried to freeze the whole city.

Looking at Xu Wendong’s bloody hand, Jiang Manyu said with heartache: "Husband, let me blow on it for you." Saying so, she started pulling down Xu Wendong’s pants without hesitation.

"Where are you going to blow for me?" Xu Wendong was full of black lines, as if the thrilling event just now had nothing to do with her.

Jiang Manyu tilted her head with an innocent look: "I heard people say, as long as you divert attention, it won’t hurt, so let me make you happy."

"You just want to make yourself happy, right?" Xu Wendong teased, his face full of helplessness.

Jiang Manyu blushed but neither admitted nor denied it!

"This isn’t a good place, let’s change locations." Xu Wendong changed the subject; Hu Fang was dead, and it would definitely attract an investigation from the Liufeng Sacred Land!

"I’ll listen to husband." Jiang Manyu nodded obediently, like a docile kitten!

Xu Wendong reached out, collecting the storage bags from the disciples of the Liufeng Sacred Land, roughly counting up to sixty million Nether Crystals combined.

"Let’s go." Xu Wendong said lightly, glancing at Hu Ke frozen into an ice sculpture, then dropping a Yin Fire.

The Yin Fire melted the extreme ice in the alley and also burned the corpses on the ground into ashes, disappearing with the wind, making it very difficult for the people from the Liufeng Sacred Land to find clues.

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Not long after, Xu Wendong brought Jiang Manyu back to the inn.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Wu hadn’t returned yet, and Qi Lechun was also not in the inn.

Jiang Manyu clung to Xu Wendong like melted honey as they tangled all the way back to the room. Her slender fingers tightly grasped Xu Wendong’s lapel as if afraid the person in front might disappear once released.

"Let go of me." Xu Wendong sighed helplessly.

"Won’t~" Jiang Manyu dragged her tone, pressing her face against Xu Wendong’s strong chest and gently rubbing: "Husband is mine, I can’t let go, what if a fox spirit seduces you away?"

She raised her watery apricot eyes, lips pouting slightly, looking pitiful, while her fingers restlessly drew circles on his waist.

Seeing this situation, Xu Wendong ripped off the disguise on his face with one pull.

His sharp-featured, handsome face suddenly appeared, with a hint of unruliness between his sword brows and starry eyes.

Jiang Manyu’s beautiful eyes suddenly constricted, her breath catching, as love surged like a tidal wave.

Even with Xu Wendong’s ordinary looks after disguise, Jiang Manyu had already fallen deeply for him. Now seeing his outstanding true appearance, she was even more infatuated beyond control.

Her slender waist twisted unconsciously, closing the distance between them to the extreme, as if wanting to meld herself into his very being.

"You didn’t recognize me?" Xu Wendong was full of surprise.

"I recognized you~" Jiang Manyu giggled, rubbing her nose against his chin and exhaling like orchids: "After all, you’re my husband!"

Her soft bosom tightly pressed against him, so much so that even through the clothes, he could feel the two erect strawberries.

The contrast was simply astonishing!

At first meeting, Jiang Manyu was as cold as frost and even mocked Xu Wendong.

Now, after an intimate moment, this Iceberg Beauty had turned into a spring water that couldn’t be torn away.

"I’m Lin Mo, wanted by the Da Yin Dynasty, haven’t you seen my wanted notice?" Xu Wendong squinted his eyes, speaking playfully.

He wanted to know if, when this woman discovered she was clinging to an Imperial Court fugitive, she would still be so entangled!