Lowering his head and looking at the soft white woman below him, a lewd smile appeared on He Meng's face. His hands heavily kneaded the two soft breasts while exerting a slight force. The woman below him briefly arched up her waist like a female cat, letting loose a moaning sound of debauchery.
Stimulated by this soft moan, He Meng used both arms to tightly hug the woman's waist. A brief moment later, both naked bodies stiffened.
Raising his head, the intense pleasure caused He Meng to take a deep breath. His previously stiffened body also quietly softened at this moment.
As He Meng's body was slightly shaking due to the pleasure, his sharp senses honed by long years of living at the knife's edge caused his whole body to tighten up again. A bolt of alarm shot across his heart; he grabbed the blanket beside him and threw it behind him.
"Chi la"
A touch of bitter light easily sliced apart the bedding and a shadow rapidly shot into the tent. A bitter cold blade heartlessly shot towards He Meng's neck.
This sudden assault caused He Meng's face to change drastically. His body awkwardly rolled on the bed and dangerously avoided the edge of the blade.
Failing to hit its target, the blade of the sword slashed out horizontally without hesitation. A glint of cold light swept past the clump of fire within the tent and immediately continued to pursue to evading He Meng and drew a shallow line of blood from his chest.
"Ah!" Looking at the black shadow that suddenly barged in, the woman on the bed screamed loudly in horror. With a flip of Xiao Yan's palm, a piece of charcoal was sucked into his hand. Without even looking back, Xiao Yan threw it behind him. Following this, a short sharp sound that made people feel despair, rang out and the irritating screaming stopped.
"Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me? Don't you know that I'm one of the three leaders of the Wolf Head Mercenary Company?" Panicking, He Meng raged.
"That's precisely the reason I am here to kill you." The black shadow raised his head, revealing the clear features of his youth.
"You... Xiao Yan?!" Looking at the young face, He Meng was stunned. His view quickly shifted away from the the youth to the massive ruler behind his back; narrowing his eyes, he coldly spoke out.
"What an honor, to be able to be remembered by the Third Company Leader."
Lightly smiling, Xiao Yan's palm slightly cupped before suddenly hitting the hilt of the long sword. It became a glint of cold steel, shooting forward like a lightning bolt towards He Meng.
The speed of the sword was quite fast and even though He Meng's reactions weren't slow, a wound was still left on his face.
Licking the blood that flowed from his face, a strong killing intent rose in He Meng's eyes. Coldly laughing, "You sure are truly courageous, to the point of daring to assassinate me alone. But this is fine as well since I will do away with you right here. You are simply saving me the trouble of searching for you in the future."
While speaking, He Meng lightly twisted his head and a light Dou Qi started to appear around his body. A clacking sound was emitted from between the bones of a pair of tightly clenched fists.
Looking at He Meng who entered his battle state, Xiao Yan helplessly shrugged. This guy's adaptability to danger far outstripped his expectations, causing his ambush plan to fail.
However, the ambush came into being because of the fact that the lazy Xiao Yan wanted to save some energy. As this notion was completely dispelled, Xiao Yan didn't care about spending a little more effort. After all, after his hard months of training, Xiao Yan definitely needed to experience some battles to measure his improvement.
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Battle Through The Heavens Book 1
Viễn tưởngNOT MY OWN In a land where no magic is present. A land where the strong make the rules and weak have to obey. A land filled with alluring treasures and beauty, yet also filled with unforeseen danger. Three years ago, Xiao Yan, who had shown talents...