Trapped in the Shura field, the male protagonist held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 43 Who gave you the courage to touch me?

Nan Sheng felt sweet in her heart when she saw Xiao Chen helping her, and secretly continued to be angry: "Brother Xiao, please don't turn against Sister Zhi Yao because of me. It doesn't matter to me..."

"You are kind, but you are bullied by others. Today I must make Zhi Yao apologize to you!" Xiao Chen also got on Shen Zhiyao's side.

Shen Zhiyao almost laughed angrily. She was about to explode. At this moment, Shen Qinghe couldn't bear it anymore and rushed in front of Shen Zhiyao and said: "What sister said is the truth. Can't the truth be told? Apologize to this woman? Senior brother, are you afraid of your brain?" There’s nothing wrong, I’m seriously ill!”

After she finished speaking, she pulled Shen Zhiyao to stay away from these crazy people.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen suddenly grabbed her arm: "Zhi Yao can only leave after apologizing to Sheng'er!"

Shen Qinghe looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said word by word: "Sister, I didn't do anything wrong. There is no need to apologize to anyone. This bitch, Nan Sheng, doesn't deserve it!"

At this moment, she had already been blinded by anger and forgot the principle of not offending the protagonist.

Why does the protagonist have to ask her sister to apologize when she is unhappy? Is it because the sisters are cannon fodder and supporting actresses that they should be allowed to be trampled upon by the protagonists?

"Who taught you to talk like this?!" Xiao Chen laughed angrily. He had never seen Shen Qinghe so rebellious.

Only Shen Zhiyao could speak so vulgarly, but Shen Qinghe always spoke softly and had a gentle and gentle temperament.

"How I speak has anything to do with you Xiao Chen? Today I will leave my words here and ask my sister to apologize to Nan Sheng. It will not be possible in the next life!" As he spoke, Shen Qinghe protected Shen Zhiyao behind him.

Her clear eyes were filled with rage, as if just a spark could burn someone to death.

Xiao Chen felt his heart tremble, and there was a sudden tearing sensation in various parts of his body. The feeling of losing control at any time surged through his body again.

He suddenly drew his sword and aimed it at Shen Qinghe's heart, his eyes cold: "I said, let Zhiyao apologize to Sheng'er!"

Shen Zhiyao, the crazy sister-guarding demon, saw Xiao Chen wielding his sword against Shen Qinghe, and immediately became furious. She snatched a disciple's spiritual sword and stabbed Xiao Chen: "You dare to point the sword at Qinghe, I will kill you today!!"

Shen Zhiyao has just entered the golden elixir stage, and his cultivation is far behind Xiao Chen. Even in terms of swordsmanship alone, she was no match for Xiao Chen.

After just a few moves against Xiao Chen, she was already at a disadvantage.

Shen Qinghe also raised his sword and joined the battle at this time. As soon as she made a move, she used the "split flowers and willows" move just now.

Her sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and one sword transformed into several sword energies, attacking Xiao Chen from 360 degrees without blind spots.

But after all, Xiao Chen was already a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation level was several times higher than that of An Lu. No matter how powerful Shen Qinghe's sword was, he could still block Shen Qinghe's sword net with a backhand sword, using only five successes.

Encountering a strong backlash, Shen Qinghe's body was blown away like a kite with its string broken, and he was about to fall to the ground. At this time, a figure in red appeared quickly and was able to catch Shen Qinghe's body.

The person who came was none other than Dongfang Wuya. His usually sentimental peach blossom eyes were full of solemnity, and he glanced at Xiao Chen coldly: "It is unkind and unjust to harm a fellow sect member, and you should be punished!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he struck Xiao Chen with a palm.

This seemingly random palm could not be resisted by Xiao Chen even with ten stamina.

He was hit by the wind of the palm, flew several feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Nan Sheng's face was as pale as paper. She looked at the solemn Dongfang Wuya with fear. Her eyes were full of tears, and she cried slightly: "Wuya Jun, Brother Xiao didn't mean it..."

Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Wuya suddenly strangled her neck: "Who gave you the courage to touch my people?"

As soon as he said this, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone was sure that they heard correctly. Wu Yajun actually said that Shen Qinghe was his person?
That's right, when did Shen Qinghe become Wuyajun's person?

Not to mention that everyone thought he was hearing hallucinations, Shen Qinghe himself looked confused. She had few opportunities to interact with Dongfang Wuya, and she had not met him in person recently. She thought Dongfang Wuya had forgotten her.

If Nan Sheng's fear just now was suspected of being staged, now that she was so close to death, she was really scared, and Dongfang Wuya really had murderous intentions towards her.

At this time, Yan Changsheng finally came to his senses, and he hurriedly explained: "This matter has nothing to do with Sheng'er, Sheng'er is innocent!"

"She is innocent? Then Qinghe is not innocent?" Dongfang Wuya looked at Yan Changsheng coldly, "Your hearts are so biased that you don't even have the most basic courtesy and shame for such a low-life thing. How dare you say that this scumbag is innocent?!"

Yan Changsheng has been someone everyone looks up to since he became a disciple of Shen Zhuo. The disciples in the sect respected him, and the other elders of the sect loved him. This was the first time someone poked his spine in public.

Tianyan Sword Master saw his beloved disciple being humiliated by Dongfang Wuya in public, and was angry and resentful, but he did not dare to offend Dongfang Wuya easily.

He lowered his old face and advised Dongfang Wuya: "Sheng'er is still young and not sensible. If she does something wrong, just give her some advice. You are her uncle, why bother with a junior?"

"I have nothing to do with this bastard!" Dongfang Wuya finally let go of Nan Sheng.

He casually picked up Tianyan Sword Lord's sleeve and wiped his long finger that had just touched Nan Sheng in disgust.

Tianyan Sword Lord:...

The monks onlookers:...

Nan Sheng looked at Dongfang Wuya in fear, feeling fearful of a person for the first time in his life.

Just now she thought she would die in Dongfang Wuya's hands.

How could someone be as good-looking as Dongfang Wuya, but have such a vicious heart?
Dongfang Wuya made sure that Nan Sheng's stench was not on his hands, so he took out two top-quality elixirs and handed them to Shen Qinghe's lips.

Shen Qinghe's face turned slightly pale, and he said calmly: "Uncle, I will do it myself."

"Open your mouth!" Dongfang Wuya didn't feel there was anything wrong with his behavior at all.

Shen Qinghe quietly looked around and found that everyone was looking at her and Dongfang Wuya.

She was not used to being watched like this, but Dongfang Wuya still insisted on feeding her, seemingly unable to see her embarrassment.

"Don't eat?!" The next moment, Dongfang Wuya pinched her chin and forced her to open her mouth.

She passively opened her mouth, and the two elixirs entered her mouth and melted quickly.

After the elixir entered her abdomen, her shattered tendons were warmed by the elixir, and the pain was quickly relieved. Her whole body felt warm, like the feeling of being basked in the sun in winter.

"Is it better?" Dongfang Wuya asked in a low voice.

Shen Qinghe nodded truthfully: "Much better."

"Are you sure?" Dongfang Wuya frowned slightly, not quite believing Shen Qinghe.

He always felt that this girl was used to being patient and didn't know how to express her pain. If she didn't say it, who would know that she was in pain?
Shen Qinghe said quickly: "It's really much better."

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Dongfang·Tianliang Wangpo·Wuya: As soon as I appear, what will happen to you scumbags?

(End of this chapter)