Keyboard Immortal

Chapter 2007: Assassination

Meanwhile, over at the Devil Sect General Headquarters, Fang Long was in Fang Hu’s residence. He frowned slightly after scanning the surroundings, muttering, “Second bro still isn’t back?”

“We don’t know where second young master went. Does big brother want to come in for a drink? He might come back if we wait just a while longer,” a group of women said as they surrounded Fang Long enthusiastically.

That was how interactions in the Yin Yang Path went. Everyone within it just wanted to follow the strongest person.

Whether it was Fang Long’s cultivation or appearance, they were both far above Fang Hu’s. Thus, the women all wanted to climb the ladder.

As for their chastity... The Yin Yang Path didn’t care about anything like that. If both sides were to each other's liking, all they cared about was making passionate love.

At any other time, Fang Long probably would been tempted. There were quite a few women in second brother’s courtyard that he was fond of. However, he was getting married to the saintess the next day. Furthermore, the silver token envoy he had just seen was far above these powdered women in the courtyard. He really didn’t know just how he'd been able to stand sleeping with them before.

“I still have some affairs to take care of. Once second bro gets back, contact me immediately,” he said, then turned around to leave.

He thought about giving thebeauty with those wonderful legs at his third bro’s place another look, but after thinking about it, he decided to go in another direction. It was better for him to visit the new bride and try to get closer to each other. He thought about how cold and indifferent Qiu Honglei normally was toward him.

Look at you now! Don’t you have no choice but to obediently marry me?

I'll teach you who's more formidable on our wedding night.

All kinds of lovely scenes appeared in his mind. He was burning with desire, to the point that it even made his footsteps a bit faster.

Soon after, he arrived at the courtyard Qiu Honglei was locked up in. The guards recognized him and didn’t stop him.

He walked toward the pretty loft. Suddenly, he sniffed the air and muttered, “Hm? Why is there a faint fragrance?” contemporary romance

As the Yin Yang Path’s young master, he was very familiar with the smell of cosmetics. He quickly discerned that it wasn’t a fragrance, but rather the smell of a woman’s body. That kind of scent really penetrated deeply. Just a bit of leftover scent was enough for him to know that it was definitely an extremely beautiful woman. He had never smelled such a scent before in the Devil Sect. He became a bit puzzled.

Could it be that there are still beauties in the Devil Sect that I don’t know of?

However, after thinking about it, he realized that since it was in this courtyard, it was most likely the saintess’ smell. Perhaps she had changed fragrances recently. Qiu Honglei made sure to keep her distance from him and wouldn’t let him within three feet of her, which was why he wasn’t that familiar with her smell.

Even so, I’ll be able to smell every inch of her skin tomorrow.

When he thought of those scenes, he felt his blood boiling all throughout his body.

...

When he arrived in front of the loft, Fang Long stopped. He sorted out his clothes.

What an elegant and handsome man I am! I refuse to believe that the saintess never had any feelings for me!

They were already getting married tomorrow, so he didn’t want to be too hasty. He decided to leave Qiu Honglei with a good impression. As such, he cleared his throat and said with the most gentle and charming voice he could muster, “Saintess, Fang Long wishes to see you.”

A cry of alarm came from above, followed by the sounds of chairs and tables touching. Fang Long was stunned and quickly asked, “Saintess, is something wrong?”

“Don’t come in!” Qiu Honglei immediately cried out from upstairs.

Fang Long didn’t get angry; instead, he felt happy and said, “Okay, no problem. I won’t come in.”

The saintess normally didn’t show a sliver of emotion toward him. However, she almost seemed to be pouting playfully, and her tone was much gentler than usual.

It must be that since she's marrying me tomorrow, she's already started to change her opinion of me.

...

Qiu Honglei didn’t know what kind of thoughts were going through Fang Long's head. When she heard his voice, her soul almost left her body! Then, she couldn't help but tremble.

Zu An took a deep breath. He almost couldn't hold it in.

Qiu Honglei looked bashfully at Zu An.

Why is he acting as if nothing happened? I was almost scared to death!

Even though with their cultivation ranks, they didn’t need to fear Fang Long, if he found out what was happening inside, she would really need to find a hole to hide inside forever.

Fortunately, she was a Devil Sect woman to begin with. After the initial alarm, she calmed down slightly. She pursed her lips and called out, “Why are you here?”

Fang Long bowed slightly and said, “My humble self came to ask if the saintess was satisfied with the wedding clothes. This was something I had sewn by master craftsmen after searching for hundreds of miles. I wonder if it suits your tastes.”

“It’s pretty... pretty goodm” Qiu Honglei said. She was actually completely red in the face, silently hitting her lover in the chest.

This guy really is daring! He actually hasn’t even let me go in this kind of situation!

“That’s good, that’s good,” Fang Long said. When he sensed the charming tone in Qiu Honglei’s voice, he was a bit surprised as well. The saintess was usually strict in her conduct, and her status was revered; thus, his thoughts never even approached the truth. He just assumed her attitude was getting gentler because she was about to become a bride.

His insides heated up as he said, “Saintess, my humble self is coming up to take a look. If there are any parts that need to be adjusted, I can immediately inform the dressmaker.” He pushed open the door to enter immediately after.

Qiu Honglei was horrified. She quickly opened a window and did her best to stick her head out, crying, “Do you not know the rules?! The bride and groom aren’t allowed to meet before marriage!”

Fortunately, Ah Zu had insisted on her keeping her clothes on. As a Devil Sect witch, she naturally knew what kinds of things men thought about. Even so, she was passionately in love and had felt a bit moved. She'd only wanted to give all of herself to her lover, so of course she hadn’t refused. She hadn’t expected that it would actually be helpful to the current situation, because she was still ‘dressed’ and could meet another person.

Fang Long looked at her, and his jaw dropped.

Just too beautiful!

Qiu Honglei was already extremely beautiful normally, but right now, her cheeks were red and her eyes misty. There was an alluring gloss on her lips.

Fang Long couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The women he had met all his life were all just cake and powder. As long as the saintess became his wife, even if he had to get rid of all of his concubines and had to stay with her alone for the rest of his days, he would still feel that it was worth it.

“Saintess, you really are beautiful!” he exclaimed. He was a master of flirting to begin with, but at that instant, he felt like an ignorant young man who had seen a beauty for the first time. None of his womanizing words came out.

“You’ve already seen me, so go back already!” Qiu Honglei cried, and prepared to close the window.

“Wait!” Fang Long called out as he stared at her with a hint of confusion. “Did those maids not comb the saintess’ hair? I need to properly discipline them.”

The hair of the beauty above was a bit messy. Even though it gave her a kind of enchanting allure, it still clashed a bit with the grand ceremonial clothes she wore.

“It’s nothing. I felt that they didn’t do my hair that well and wanted to do it myself, but then you suddenly arrived,” Qiu Honglei said; her fingers clamped down on the windowsill while her other hand gave her lover a fierce pinch.

This guy is going to be the end of me!

Fortunately, her window was only partly open, so the parts of her body that were exposed could hide the lower half.

Fang Long felt relieved and said, “Right, how could those maids’ perception of beauty compare to the saintess’ judgment?” When he saw that Qiu Honglei cared that much about her appearance, he couldn't help but be pleased.

It seemes she plans to show me her most beautiful side when she marries me tomorrow.

However, he didn’t know that Qiu Honglei was filled with coldness. If it weren’t because she had to catch Lu Sanyuan and all the others in one go tomorrow at the wedding, why would she ever even talk to this man in such a way and go through with such a situation?

“Then I won’t be disturbing the saintess anymore. See you tomorrow,” Fang Long said; he wanted to leave her with the impression of a gentleman. He bowed elegantly before leaving.

He couldn't help but turn around repeatedly as he left. He saw that the saintess was still leaning against the window, her expression sweet and charming. Her body seemed to be swaying a bit, which he took as her being in a pretty good mood. When he thought about how such a beautiful woman was going to become his bride tomorrow, Fang Long only felt his heart being swayed too.

When Fang Long finally left, Qiu Honglei finally couldn't take it anymore. Her entire body became weak. She bit down on her sweetheart out of embarrassment.

...

The next day, the Lake of Hatred was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. The bride’s escort quickly arrived at the side courtyard. Soon after, they escorted the marriage carriage to the Yin Yang Path’s location.

Along the way, gongs and drums rang out jubilantly. Several disciples came out to watch along the way. Many Devil Sect men wept bitter tears, because the goddess of their hearts was now going to become a married woman. In contrast, many female disciples actually felt a bit happy at her misfortune. The pressure they had felt from Qiu Honglei really was suffocating, but now that she was to be married, there was one less major rival.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from among the crowd like a bolt of lightning. A long and thin sword appeared, only leaving behind a cold glint as it stabbed straight into the marriage carriage. A woman’s bitter cry filled the air.

Those present were shocked. They had never expected the saintess to experience an assassination!

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