ATSWM Chapter 37.6

Chapter 37.6 A True Maniac

Teacher Ming was a strong cultivator with the element of wood. Jiang Yanji robbed him of his cultivation. Naturally, what she used is also the wood spiritual essence. Who left this palm print, the answer is obvious.

When it stayed here, the harm it caused towards You Wuming has been far more than what’s on the surface.

The ‘kelp’ rolled towards the green colored wood poison.

After some difficulties that made her have a headache, Sang Yuanyuan found out that the wood poison was connected into one whole piece, and it was impossible to wrap it up little by little and throw it out just like those scattered poisons.

After pondering for a moment, she threw a sunflower onto his chest, then drew out a strand of leaf needle and twisted it toward the palm print.

The tip of the leaf needle cuts into the edge of the palm-print shaped wood poison.

A sound that made one’s teeth aches resounded through her mind. Sang Yuanyuan only felt the sharp piercing pain coming from the skull of her head, and the needle from the sunflower instantly turned black and shattered.

Sang Yuanyuan was dizzy for a while and forced her consciousness to ‘look’ over. She saw that the edge of the palm print had been successfully cut off by a tiny piece of debris.

She gritted her teeth, rolled it up, and threw it out of You Wuming’s body.

Her head is a little swollen with pain.

Seeing that You Wuming did not make even the slightest movement, she gritted her teeth tightly and continued to send leaf needles to deal with the palm-print shaped wood poison.

She had the illusion that she was fighting a battle with Jiang Yanji that would only make them perish together.

This illusion made her a little blind and crazy.

In her mind, she seems to have become a brave female warrior, brandishing a sword and slashing it straight towards Jiang Yanji, while shouting ‘aaaahhh’ in her mouth.

After an unknown time, she had mercilessly cut off all the finger shapes on the palm print and hurled them all out, leaving only a bald palm.

Looking at this rather weak, pitiful and helpless palm, Sang Yuanyuan’s heart could not help but feel a burst of joy, as if she had really abused Jiang Yanji.

Just when she stopped to catch her breath, You Wuming suddenly moved.

He leaned forward and gave her a cold kiss on the lips.

Sang Yuanyuan was surprised and opened her eyes.

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She saw the man with a ghostly pale face, but his movement was strong and agile, not tolerating any resistance at all.

He pushed her backwards and pressed her against the bedding.

“Huh？”

The other party closed his eyes and did not respond to her question.

He kisses and plunders fiercely, as if he wants to tear her apart and eat her into his stomach.

Sang Yuanyuan’s head felt a little dizzy and she subconsciously raised her hand to push him.

His movements paused, freed up his big hand, mercilessly laid it heavily on the front of her body, and grinded.

Sang Yuanyuan took a cold breath and only felt that her whole strength seemed to have been snatched by him. Her body became soft and her leg was a little cramped.

You Wuming panted heavily and breathed ferociously. He kissed her violently with a grinning smile. The weakness on his body was swept away, and his whole person was like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.

Just when Sang Yuanyuan thought that she was doomed, You Wuming suddenly let her go, turned aside and panted harshly, then said, “Sang Bujin is here.”

Sang Yuanyuan quickly got up and straightened her clothes and hair with a red face and scarlet ears.

It turned out that a whole night had passed, and Sang Bujin came with three large carts on the street outside.

You Wuming led a group of You Shadow Guards out of the door, and looked eye to eye with Sang Bujin. Both looked at the other party as an eyesore.

Sang Bujin is still dressed as a woman. Today, he painted gold eyeliner, and his pair of eyes seemed as if it would level the land and fly up to heaven to become Phoenix at any time.

He stared at Sang Yuanyuan’s reddened face and slightly swollen lips, and his eyes gradually became fierce.

He strode forward to You Wuming, suppressed his voice and said fiercely: “From now on, you are not allowed to spend the night alone with Little Sister.”

You Wuming sneeringly smiled and the tip of his eyebrows is full of provocation: “Then, why don’t you accompany me?”

Sang Yuanyuan heaved a sigh and dragged the fully energetic injured man into the carriage.

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