Righteousness and pure love, yet you ask me to spread demons throughout the world?

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Song Lingyue felt a powerful healing sensation spread instantly upon her senior brother's touch.

She clasped her hands together in front of her forehead and let out a beautiful, melodious moan. Was it really that comfortable?

Fu Hai looked at Ling Yue's arms, which were as smooth as jade.

Behind her slender neck, the red drawstring of her bodice was visible. Her delicate, fair hands stretched out.

It can be seen that she is only wearing a breast pocket on her upper body.

The summer satin carpet accentuated her slender and graceful figure, radiating youthful energy.

Her waist was cinched, and the area below it rose up against the satin carpet. Fu Hai slowly pressed down from her shoulders.

He didn't know the underlying principles of this "female sage's" technique.

Or perhaps there's no real principle behind it; it's just that once it's hung up, it provides a massage for women? Without realizing it, the massage reached Lingyue's lower back.

Her slender waist swayed beautifully beneath the blanket as he touched her. "Lingyue, are you feeling better?" he asked softly.

"Mmm!" The girl felt her entire being filled with a sense of healing. This wonderful feeling made her heart sing like a magpie. With her back to her senior brother, she noticed his hand slowly moving downwards again. No. This is bad!

If you touch it again...

Fu Hai stopped to see if his junior sister would refuse.

But she just lay there, motionless. So he continued downwards.

Little did they know that Song Lingyue was lying on the couch, completely embarrassed and at a loss for what to do.

She was changing her clothes when her senior brother arrived so suddenly.

She was so frightened that she quickly burrowed into the satin carpet. Although she had taken off her skirt, she still had her trousers on. If she had her jacket and trousers on, she wouldn't have to worry at all.

However, some parts of her jacket and trousers were still damp, and as her senior brother massaged her, the dampness that made her extremely ashamed kept touching her, reminding her of the bad things she had just done.

"Lingyue, are you uncomfortable like this?" Fu Hai noticed that his junior sister's delicate body was very tense under the blanket. She didn't seem to relax at all under his sacred massage.

He could never quite figure out what Lingyue, who didn't talk much, was thinking.

I don't know if she's angry, resisting, or simply enjoying it silently.

"No, no!" Lingyue buried her head in her bent arms, her voice barely audible. Could it be that she wasn't angry at all?

Fu Hai originally thought that Lingyue's sword intent would surge after seeing his ambiguous relationship with Yuelan.

It must have been burning with jealousy, fueling a murderous intent that caused his sword intent to surge. But judging from this, it doesn't quite seem like it.

So he went a step further, pulling the satin blanket off Lingyue's shoulders down to her waist. In his eyes, Lingyue's smooth, delicate shoulders and bare back were revealed.

She was indeed only wearing a bodice, which was tucked under her body, with only two thin red strings attached to the back of her neck and back. Then, he began to massage her from her shoulders down.

The girl let out an uncontrollable low moan; her senior brother's technique was so soothing.

She finally understood why Yue Lan had been so confused when her senior brother bullied her in the training ground. No, don't...don't stop.

Chapter 19 The Ghostly Girl Under the Moonlight

As the saying goes, it's easy to learn bad habits but hard to learn good ones!

Although Fu Hai was a righteous and pure love enthusiast who upheld the five virtues and four beauties, he couldn't help but take advantage of his junior sister's lack of rejection.

First, he placed his hands on his junior sister's back and slid them up and down, calling it a massage, but it was actually a caress.

This feeling was so much better than the massage through the satin earlier. He then quietly untied the knot in his junior sister's bodice from behind.

The sides of the bodice slid down with the knots, and although the junior sister's chest was slender and not much could be seen from the side, it still looked beautiful.

His junior sister's hands were already raised and folded under her forehead. As he pressed, his hands moved from her back down to her armpits.

I felt that although Junior Sister Lingyue didn't show it, she was still a young girl, so she actually had some.

Song Lingyue was completely dazed. This wonderful feeling, as if she were immersed in a beautiful dream, was so comfortable it was unbelievable. She knew that her senior brother had secretly touched her under her armpit, but she didn't feel disgusted at all.

They even hoped their senior brother would be bolder. And indeed, their senior brother did become bolder.

His hand moved downwards, pulling the satin blanket covering her waist down further, and he also reached out to loosen the colorful fabric of her coat and trousers.

The girl finally remembered something, and a tremendous sense of shame, like a thunderbolt from the sky, shattered the wave of healing she had felt. "Ah!" she screamed.

This startled Shi Dui, who was actually a little guilty, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Song Lingyue hurriedly turned around, grabbed the satin blanket, and wrapped herself tightly: "Senior brother, please go out."

Fu Hai initially thought she was getting angry, but seeing her face flushed red, as if she wanted to disappear into the ground, he thought back and realized something. "Junior sister, it's alright."

"Get out!" Shu Lingyue, clutching the satin blanket to her chest, pushed him away. "Get out of here." Fu Hai backed away, pleading, "Lingyue, Lingyue, don't worry, it's nothing..."

"Get out of here!" Song Lingyue forcefully pushed him out the door and then quickly closed it.

"Lingyue? Lingyue?" Fu Hai knocked on the door. "Get out!" Song Lingyue shouted.

After her master left in frustration, she quickly took off her trousers and, overcome with shame, threw herself onto the bed. Her senior brother had seen it; he must have seen it.

What will he think? Will he find out what I did? Will he think I'm a shameless, wicked woman? I'm doomed!

Fu Hai walked out of the octagonal pavilion and looked back.

The full moon hung high in the sky, its light as clear as water. He shook his head, finding it somewhat amusing.

He never expected that his junior sister, who was so old, would still wet her pants like a little child. This was quite different from the quiet, silent, and seemingly wise junior sister he remembered, who was like a sword in its sheath, always lost in thought.

Although he didn't quite understand girls' thoughts, he wasn't stupid either.

His junior sister's final reaction wasn't anger, but embarrassment, which put his mind at ease.

Under the full moon, he walked briskly across the silvery moonlight-strewn ground, humming a cheerful tune, towards the courtyard.

At the same time, on a peak of the Broken Cloud Mountains to the west, the same full moon shone with the same moonlight.

A slender figure, wrapped in a pink trench coat, with her head covered by a hood. From behind, she appeared to be a graceful girl.

She looked up, the night breeze ruffling her loose hood, which swayed in the wind. A sword was tucked into her waistband, its scabbard as white as snow.

The moonlight fell around her, eerily shattering into countless multicolored specks of light, which then seemed to be drawn towards her as if being absorbed.

The dense white stars surrounded the girl, swirling around her trench coat like a galaxy, floating in the river of light.

Her lithe figure seemed poised to take flight at any moment on the night breeze, soaring towards the moon palace, never to return. Then, all the light spots seeped into the trench coat, disappearing within the girl's body.

The girl leaped lightly, like a pink cloud, and flew towards Anjun under the moonlight.

However, where she had just stood, there were no footprints left by the girl.

Instead, they were ghostly, fine footprints.

The next morning, the group from Qiaogongfang left the inn. The Dragon Claw Inn was suddenly empty again.

In the morning, only Fu Hai and Qiu Ying were in the inn; neither of the two junior sisters had come down the mountain.

By noon, the sun outside was still as hot as usual. "This year's weather is really unusual!"

Fu Hai walked to the entrance of the inn and looked at the city wall in the distance, which seemed to be distorted in the air. "The Lantern Festival is coming soon, but the weather doesn't seem to be getting any cooler."

In the afternoon, having nothing to do, he left Qiu Ying alone to watch the inn. He went up the mountain, where many places were covered by trees, lush and green, making it cooler. Arriving at the pavilion where Yue Lan was staying, Fu Hai called out twice.

Xia Yuelan, wearing a crimson, high-waisted dress, walked out of the pavilion.

"You didn't sleep until this late, did you?" Fu Hai asked. "Didn't you even have lunch?"

"I've eaten!" Xia Yuelan said, bowing her head in front of him. "I went to the kitchen with my senior sister to get some food." There was naturally a dedicated kitchen on the mountain.

People can be quite lazy at times.

Someone always needs to be on duty at the inn, so whenever we go there at noon or in the evening, we always have to prepare food; it doesn't matter if there's one more person or one less.

But often, when I'm feeling lazy and don't want to go down the mountain, it's actually quite easy to make something to eat in the mountains. Of course, when things are really busy down below, I have to go over and help.

In such cases, the inn is usually crowded with guests, and many people need to eat there, so people need to come down the mountain to help prepare ingredients, cook rice, and prepare dishes. Sometimes, it is even necessary to hire people.

But now I really have more and more free time.

"How about we continue practicing?" Fu Hai looked down at Junior Sister Yue Lan. "No!" Xia Yue Lan turned away, not daring to look at him at all.

“Anyway, I don’t have anything to do!” Fu Hai followed her. “What, do you have something to do today?”

"No, no." Xia Yuelan took a few steps. But her senior brother caught up with her.

"Go do your thing!" Xia Yuelan pushed him away. "Don't worry about me." "I'm not busy."

"Well, you go ahead and do your thing."

"I'm not busy, so why do you want me to be busy?" Fu Hai asked curiously.

Although Xia Yuelan was dazed by her senior brother's touch last night, she realized afterward that he had touched her inappropriately.

She was originally very carefree and never thought about those things, but now that she suddenly realized she also liked her senior brother, she immediately became shy.

I used to touch and rub things with my senior brother without caring about anything.

Today, however, her senior brother felt his face burning just by being near her. He felt embarrassed even to look up at her.

"I...I'm going to sleep a little longer." Seeing her senior brother following her, she suddenly felt so embarrassed that she ran into the pavilion. As soon as she entered the pavilion, she immediately locked all the doors that she had never locked before from the inside.

She clasped her hands behind her back, leaning against the locked door, not even knowing what she was doing. Anyway, today, her face just burned whenever she saw her senior brother.

"Your Shattered Moon Sword?!" Fu Hai looked at the panel.

Seeing that her Shattered Moon Sword was still at its "perfect" level and had not fallen any further.

He was still a bit confused about his junior sister's "Shattered Moon Sword," feeling that there was something wrong with it, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

“That works too!” Fu Hai said. “Martial arts always require a lot of practice and real combat to improve. Anyway, I don’t have anything to do this afternoon.”

"Why don't you come out first, and we can practice together? You practice the Shattered Moon Sword, and I'll practice the Claw... the Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand?" Song Lingyue pursed her lips.

Normally, martial arts do require a lot of practice and real combat to advance. But she also knew that her Shattered Moon Sword was not a normal martial art at all.

Moreover, the thought of how her senior brother saw her last night made her feel ashamed to face him today.

She tried to keep her face tense, forcing herself to regain her usual quiet and reserved demeanor. As far as she could, she spoke softly in a deep, calm, and serene tone:

"No! I want to be alone in my room today." The implication was clear: Senior brother, please don't bother me.

Fu Hai whispered through the crack in the door, "Lingyue, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you wetting the bed last night." The girl completely broke down. It wasn't bedwetting!