章節 224: Chapter 220: Capturing the Goddess! Ninth Heavens Execution Sword Fourth Spirit Ring_1
The moment Luo Yu's lips descended.
Beyond the soft, mushy, sweet sensation.
Er Long's delicate body in his arms visibly shuddered.
Her voluptuous and fiery body tensed up.
But soon she fell into his gentle rhythm, relaxing her stiff form.
Luo Yu rolled his eyes secretly.
Because he had been bitten, and what's more, it wasn't even intentional.
Liu Erlong clearly had no experience with kissing; her movements were awkward.
She might seem like a cold and arrogant beauty, the dignified head of the academy.
But in this regard, she was as blank as a sheet of paper, letting Luo Yu manipulate her at will.
In the middle of the field, the two shared a sweet kiss, while around them, the students' howls and wails could be heard.
They excitedly called out, the flames of gossip burning fiercely as they stared with wide eyes.
They may seem mischievous and playful, but in their hearts, they sent genuine blessings to the respected dean.
Yu Xiaogang, severely injured, couldn't handle the shock.
Seeing Liu Erlong cooperate with Luo Yu's movements, even going so far as to tip-toe and wrap her arms tightly around him, his eyes turned bloody red and, with his head drooping, he fainted.
Bi Bidong was already green with jealousy, her red lips almost pouted to the sky.
Her delicate jade fingers mercilessly twisted her clothes.
As if she was imagining those clothes were Luo Yu, she manipulated them harshly.
"Arrogant, too arrogant!"
"Disgusting man, acting like I don't exist, huh?!"
"Could you be any more excessive?"
Bi Bidong was on the verge of going crazy, emitting a cold aura from her body.
The students nearby felt a chill down their spines, goosebumps forming all over.
They glanced at Bi Bidong with fear and shrank to the side to make way.
Bi Bidong really wanted to rush over, pull the two apart, throw Erlong into the trash can, and kiss Luo Yu herself.
But her madness was held back by reason.
She knew too well that a woman has to save face for her man in public—it's not the time for jealous tantrums.
"You smelly man, there are a lot of people here now. I'll give you this much face, but just wait for the deep quiet of the night."
"Let's see how I deal with you then."
"Pop!"
The lips parted.
Erlong's face flushed like a ripe apple, her smooth cheeks almost dripping with water.
Her beautiful eyes were hazy, looking at Luo Yu with shyness.
In a soft, coy voice, she said, "No more kissing, no more kissing, alright? All of my students are here, leave some dignity for me as the head of the academy."
Seeing Luo Yu still intending to bend down, she pleaded like a whimpering kitten.
"Let's wait until we get back tonight, I'll listen to anything you say, okay?"
"Not here."
Luo Yu lowered his head and reached out to tidy up the messy hair on Erlong's forehead.
He rolled his eyes, "What are you fantasizing about? I was just fixing your hair."
"As if I'd believe that."
Erlong pursed her lips, clearly not buying his supposedly innocent intentions.
To believe Luo Yu wouldn't have any ulterior motives was like believing cats would eat grass every day.
In her heart, Luo Yu was flawless in every aspect.
It's just that he couldn't keep his hands to himself, always up to mischief.
But since she had already decided to be with Luo Yu, she didn't care about those things anymore.
However, it was still too embarrassing to do this in public.
In fact, Erlong was overthinking; Luo Yu had always been mindful.
How they deeply interacted in private was one thing, but he would not act inappropriately in public.
That was a matter of respect for a woman.
He took Erlong's soft hand and walked to where Brock lay unconscious.
Lifting his leg, he stepped firmly on Brock's chest.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed.
"Ah!"
Brock was awakened by the intense pain, his face contorted, all his features squished together.
Looking up in horror, he saw Luo Yu.
"What… what are you doing?"
A cold glint passed through Luo Yu's eyes.
"Didn't I say not to show up before me again?"
Brock wanted to plead for mercy, but Luo Yu kicked him in the mouth, silencing all his words.
"Sorry, not interested in listening to you."
Luo Yu's voice was cold, "Erlong is not someone you can covet because you're simply not worthy."
"Heh, I actually know why you're looking for Erlong."
"You saw from me that Immortal Herbs can evolve Martial Souls, so you want to do the same, right?"
"If you have the ability, go find it yourself. What kind of man relies on a woman?"
Brock's face turned deathly white because all of Luo Yu's words struck him to the core.
Erlong had already read the expression on Brock's face, her heart filled with contempt.
Her beautiful eyes glanced away, too lazy to give him another look.
With Luo Yu's foot still on Brock, he gazed steadily at Erlong, his eyes teeming with tenderness.
"Erlong, be with me."
"No matter what we encounter, I'll always have you by my side, and I won't run away."
"We'll face everything together."
Erlong's gaze wavered, her eyes gleaming.
She nodded gently, smiling gracefully, "Then from today on, I am your woman."
The two embraced anew.
Brock's face turned a shade of green, his heart bleeding. That was the woman he was supposed to marry.
Why, why should this guy take her away!
Bi Bidong clenched her silver teeth, the flames of jealousy raging within her.
Previously she thought it didn't matter if her man was outstanding enough to have multiple wives, as long as she could be the main wife.
But witnessing this scene, she still felt an acidic pain in her heart and uncontrollable jealousy.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully capturing Goddess Liu Erlong!]
[Task progress: 100%]
[Task reward: Nine Heavens Execution Sword's exclusive Fourth Spirit Ring]
[Hundred-thousand-year spirit ring: Shadow Following Wind, Enma Flying Blade!]
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