Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

It was Luo Nianqing's every weak and boneless struggle, every soft moan, that were like the gentlest silk threads in the night sky, silently weaving into an impenetrable net.

The invisible rope tightly bound Xu Xingchen's already restless heart, not only wrapped around his entire body, but also penetrated deeply into the depths of his soul, making him sink deeper and deeper into this whirlpool of emotions, as if he was being pulled by an irresistible force and couldn't extricate himself at all.

At this moment, the last bit of rational defense left in Xu Xingchen's heart collapsed. The restraint and patience that he once used to restrain himself seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this surging torrent of emotions.

In an instant, he turned into nothingness, as if he was stripped of all his restraints, leaving only the most primitive and purest impulse and desire, running wildly like a wild horse, driving Xu Xingchen to rush forward desperately.

In this fog of love and desire, Xu Xingchen has completely lost himself. He is no longer the calm, self-controlled and rational person he used to be, but has become a prisoner enslaved by his emotions.

At this moment, Luo Nianqing's little head suddenly buzzed, as if he was hit by an unexpected force, and all his thoughts froze at this moment.

Like a frozen lake in winter, calm and empty, Luo Nianqing felt as if she was in a silent world and everything around her had lost all color and sound.

Only her confused and helpless heart was left beating. In more than 30 years, she had never experienced such a scene, and no one had ever treated her in this way. This sudden shock made her completely unable to cope.

Luo Nianqing's breathing began to become rapid and irregular. Every breath she took seemed to be trying to fill the space in her lungs that seemed to have been emptied, and the air churned in her chest.

With an unprecedented feeling of heaviness, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly. At the same time, the original coldness also quietly retreated at this moment.

Instead, a warm current surged from the bottom of his heart, which quickly spread to his whole body, bringing an indescribable subtle feeling. Driven by this warm current, a primitive and strong desire gradually arose in Luo Nianqing's heart.

It was a curiosity and desire for the unknown, a yearning and pursuit for new experiences and new emotions. Luo Nianqing gradually discovered that she could not resist the temptation of this feeling, and let it take root in her heart and grow gradually.

"Don't……"

Luo Nianqing's voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it caused ripples in the quiet air. This sentence seemed to be the most sincere yet most contradictory call from the depths of her heart, and it was also a resistance to what was about to happen.

There was also a hint of indescribable expectation and desire, and her heartbeat was as rapid as a drum.

Every beat was accompanied by an unprecedented wonderful feeling that spread throughout her body. It was a soft and gentle feeling that made her breathing involuntarily become heavy and disordered.

Luo Nianqing's shiny black hair was like the darkest silk in the night, casually scattered on her back and chest, adding a touch of softness and charm to her. At this moment, her face was flushed.

She is as delicate and beautiful as peach blossoms blooming in spring; her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, like a distant mountain covered with mist, which makes her look even more charming; her beautiful eyes are tightly closed, and her long eyelashes are trembling slightly.

As if telling the ups and downs of Luo Nianqing's heart at the moment, she gently bit her red lips. The bright blush formed a sharp contrast with her fair skin, making her even more attractive.

"I...I will be responsible for you."

Xu Xingchen spoke lightly.

Although his words were light, they were full of unquestionable power. These words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into Luo Nianqing's heart. The air between the two seemed to solidify for a moment, and then flowed quietly again.

"........."

"I know you don't like this part, but I guess your data usage is not enough, right?"

After several hours, after a long and intense time, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and everything seemed to have returned to calm. After experiencing countless attacks and retreats, the two finally calmed down at this time and immersed themselves in this rare tranquility.

Luo Nianqing was a beautiful woman with a face as delicate and charming as a newly blossomed flower, with a blush gently smudged on her cheeks, adding a bit of shyness and charm to her.

At this moment, two lines of clear tears slid from her autumn-watery eyes and slowly flowed down her delicate face, like dewdrops in the morning light, crystal clear, with a bit of sadness and relief.

These tears not only washed away the dust on her rosy, mature face, but also made her stunning and pure beauty even more breathtaking at this moment, like a goddess from the clouds descending to the mortal world, exuding irresistible charm.

An indescribable regret surged in Xu Xingchen's heart. He looked at Luo Nianqing in front of him, who was sobbing with his head down and his shoulders trembling slightly. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, and he said embarrassedly.

"Miss Luo...I am really...sorry for you."

There was a hint of embarrassment and apology in his voice, and he spoke awkwardly to break the heavy atmosphere. When Xu Xingchen said this, his tone seemed extremely heavy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, revealing his deep self-blame and guilt.

However, just as he finished speaking.

"Snapped……"

A crisp sound suddenly exploded in the air, like a thunderclap in a summer afternoon, catching people off guard. Luo Nianqing's slender hand, which was as delicate as jade but now flushed with anger, was quickly raised and slapped Xu Xingchen in the face mercilessly.

The slap not only made a loud and crisp sound, like a thunder in a summer afternoon, instantly breaking the air that was already so tense that it was almost breaking, but it was more than just a physical impact.

It was more like a heavy hammer, hitting Xu Xingchen and Luo Nianqing's hearts hard, making them both feel unprecedented shock and pain. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Everything around them was still, leaving only the complex emotions between them flowing silently.

The moment he was hit, Xu Xingchen's body shook slightly involuntarily. He felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, which made him almost unable to stand. However, he did not choose to dodge, nor did he try to resist.

He just stood there quietly, allowing Luo Nianqing's power to leave marks on his body. He knew very well that behind this slap was not only anger or resentment, but also deep reproach and disappointment for his own behavior.

Therefore, Xu Xingchen chose to endure it silently and turn this pain into motivation for self-reflection.

After slapping Xu Xingchen, Luo Nianqing's tears burst out like a dam breaking, and she could no longer hold them back. She sobbed, and her cries were filled with complex emotions.

There was both grievance and unwillingness in that cry, as if it was telling all the sadness and disappointment in the heart. Every note seemed to be telling of the inner struggle and pain, which moved people.

At this time, Xu Xingchen witnessed Luo Nianqing crying so heartbreakingly, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable heartache and panic in his heart. He quickly and gently stretched out his arms and held Luo Nianqing's soft and boneless body tightly in his arms.

However, Luo Nianqing's tears continued to fall like pearls from a broken string. Her sobbing sounded particularly sad and moving in the quiet cave. Her slender hands, as delicate as jade, were now faintly flushed due to her excitement.

She unconsciously clenched her fists into small fists and gently hit Xu Xingchen's strong and reliable back again and again, as if she wanted to vent the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.

Xu Xingchen felt a weak force coming from his back, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He lowered his head and looked at the crying Luo Nianqing. His eyes were full of tenderness and unshakable determination, and he whispered softly in Luo Nianqing's ear.

"Ms. Luo, please don't cry. I know you are very sad now. I will take responsibility to the end."