Chapter 62

"Kill him and hang his head on the city wall of Cloud Peak City." Ximen Ju pointed at the man with triangular eyes and said indifferently.

"Yes!" Immediately, two black-robed warriors stepped forward to drag the man with triangular eyes away to be executed.

"Spare me, Manager Ximen, spare me!" The man with triangular eyes was terrified, immediately kneeling down and banging his head on the ground desperately.

Ximen Ju cast a look of disgust, not even glancing at him, and flicked his sleeve lightly.

"Pfft..." From several meters away, the man with triangular eyes' head turned into a pile of mush instantly, and he died completely.

Everyone in the tavern held their breath, and some almost couldn't hold their urine, almost losing control. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ximen Ju, not even daring to take a deep breath.

Now they finally understood the might of Ximen Ju in Cloud Peak City.

Yang Dingtian didn't expect Ximen Ju to walk directly to his and Ximen Ningning's table. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyebrows twitched slightly. Ningning's small hand immediately gripped Yang Dingtian's hand and gently shook it.

"I am on official business at Iron Sword Fort, but unexpectedly saw Miss Qin here, so I came to greet you." Ximen Ju approached and bowed slightly to Ximen Ningning. "May I sit down?"

"No." Ximen Ningning said, "Manager Ximen, please do as you please, don't delay our meal."

"Two years ago, I had a brief meeting with Miss Qin in Northwest Qin City. I didn't expect to meet you here today. Miss Qin, what brings you to my Cloud Peak City territory?" Ximen Ju sat down opposite them and asked.

"Just passing through," Ximen Ningning said.

"Oh." Ximen Ju's gaze fell on Yang Dingtian's face, looking him up and down several times. His gaze seemed to want to peel off Yang Dingtian's skin. Then he asked indifferently, "What is this young man's surname?"

"Nie." Yang Dingtian said proudly.

"Forgive my poor eyesight, but I have no memory of Mr. Nie. This is quite surprising, as someone of Mr. Nie's caliber, I would not forget if I had met him." Ximen Ju said, "Where is Mr. Nie from?"

"South Sea, the Ning family," Yang Dingtian said.

"Several thousand miles away, that must have been quite a journey." Ximen Ju looked at Yang Dingtian, a faint smile on his lips, and then said, "You two must be careful on your journey."

Then, Ximen Ju got up and left. It wasn't until his figure was completely out of sight that everyone in the tavern dared to breathe deeply, but they still didn't dare to speak loudly.

Yang Dingtian was about to speak when Ningning's small hand pinched his thigh, and she wrote on his thigh, "He left two people."

"Hmph, what's so great about that?" Ximen Ningning said disdainfully, pretending not to care.

"What did he mean by his last words? Was he threatening us?" Yang Dingtian said.

Then, the two hurriedly finished their meal and went upstairs to their room, pretending to take a nap to avoid Ximen Ju and his people.

"Get us the best room, the best upper room," Ximen Ningning said, throwing out a few gold coins. She wanted one room, not two.

"Yes, Miss." The innkeeper immediately led them to the best room on the east side.

Indeed, it was the best room. The room was exquisitely decorated, with luxurious furnishings. Whether it was the potted plants in the corners, the carpet on the floor, or the incense burning, everything was of the highest quality.

"What is Ximen Ju doing here?" Yang Dingtian said. "Is he here to persuade Iron Sword Fort to support Qin Shaobai?"

"Logically, that should be the case," Ximen Ningning said. "Ximen Ju's decision to marry Tang Xin proves that he is on the Yang family's side, which means he also supports Qin Shaobai's ascension. However, I can't see through this person. He is very calculating. When my godfather was around, he could control him, but now, no one in Cloud Peak City can control him."

"Could he have his own ambitions? Does he want to become the Lord of Cloud Peak City?" Yang Dingtian said.

"I can't see through him," Ximen Ningning said. "In public, among the young elite of Cloud Peak City, the leader of the Black Blood Cavalry, Ximen Lie, is the undisputed first. But I always have a feeling that Ximen Ju is the most powerful of my godfather's adopted sons, he just hides it well. I can't guess how powerful he is. So, your opponent in a year and a half should not just be Ximen Yan, but also Ximen Ju and Qin Shaobai."

Yang Dingtian immediately recalled the scene earlier, where Ximen Ju just flicked his sleeve and, from several meters away, shattered the man with triangular eyes' head. It was indeed a terrifying force.

Thinking of Ximen Ju's strange gaze and his veiled words, Yang Dingtian said, "Has Ximen Ju discovered our flaw? His tone was very strange."

"He is very calculating, so it's hard to tell what he's thinking from his actions and words," Ximen Ningning said. "So, I don't know if he is suspicious of us or just putting on a show."

"Has he ever met Qin Hongmian?" Yang Dingtian said.

"He should have, he has represented my godfather several times in Northwest Qin City," Ximen Ningning said.

"We just need two demon cores, I hope he doesn't cause us trouble..." Yang Dingtian's words were cut off as Ximen Ningning suddenly pounced on him, her arms wrapping around his neck like a snake, her face pressing against his, rubbing passionately.

The whole process was very sudden, and Yang Dingtian was instantly filled with a sweet fragrance and the softness of her body.

"There's someone outside..." Ximen Ningning said in a dazed voice, whispering in Yang Dingtian's ear, "They are people sent by Ximen Ju, he is suspicious of us, we need to act..."

Then, Ningning's body pressed tightly against Yang Dingtian, writhing and rubbing like a snake, the soft and slippery sensation instantly igniting the room.

"Ugh..." Ningning opened her small mouth and slowly pressed her lips to Yang Dingtian's, her arms wrapping around his head, her head moving from side to side, her tongue lightly touching and entwining, making smacking sounds.

Of course, she didn't really kiss him, but it looked like a real passionate kiss to those outside.

Ximen Ningning's pink tongue moved forcefully, accompanied by her voice and the writhing of her body. Yang Dingtian's body instantly became hot and his breathing heavy and rapid, his body reacting naturally.

Ningning felt his hardness and heat, her body stiffening slightly, her breathing pausing, then she glared at Yang Dingtian and continued to act out the passionate kiss, her body still hot and writhing.

Yang Dingtian didn't dare to look, as Ningning was too alluring at that moment. He quickly closed his eyes and repeated "form is emptiness" over and over. He wasn't a hypocrite or a beast, but his responsibilities in this world were already heavy.

Five minutes passed, and the people outside still hadn't left, still peeping and eavesdropping.

If they continued kissing, it would be suspicious. How could a man and woman kiss for so long without moving to the next step?

Ningning suddenly bit her lip, her legs clamping and pressing, rolling Yang Dingtian onto the bed. Then, she straddled his waist, panting heavily, reaching out to undress him. Her movements were wild, but her occasional glances were very shy.

Soon, Yang Dingtian was completely undressed except for his underwear.

The people outside still hadn't left, still watching.

"Darling..." Ningning bit her lip, leaned down, and extended her tongue to lick Yang Dingtian's chest.

Yang Dingtian shuddered, opened his eyes, and looked at Ningning in confusion.

"Qin Hongmian is a very lustful woman. If we don't act this way, Ximen Ju will become suspicious, and not only will our plan fail, but our lives will be in danger. This isn't in Cloud Peak City. Once he becomes suspicious, he will definitely kill us," Ningning said, leaning down to rub against Yang Dingtian's chest and whispering in his ear, "Xiao Tian, just treat this as a dream."

Then, Ningning started to undress herself, taking off her dress, her pants, leaving only her undergarments, revealing her white, smooth arms and legs, plump and smooth, irresistibly alluring.

Looking at Ningning's firm breasts, though not as large as Yan Yan's, they were very upright, like bamboo shoots, perfectly shaped like an inverted jade bowl.

The people outside still hadn't left, and Ningning almost bit her lip until it bled, her eyes flashing with determination, reaching behind to untie her undergarment.

Yang Dingtian quickly grabbed the blanket, covering her body to prevent others from seeing her.

"Darling, truly a darling..." Ningning cried out, pulling off her undergarment in the blanket and throwing it out, then taking off her underwear and throwing it out, and finally taking off Yang Dingtian's underwear and throwing it out.

Instantly, the two were completely naked in the blanket, their hot bodies entwined, skin-to-skin contact. The temperature in the blanket rose infinitely, the scene inside the blanket infinitely alluring.

Even though he couldn't see, Yang Dingtian could still clearly feel every inch of Ningning's body, every inch was perfect, like a beautiful snake entwining him.

Ningning's body was flushed, her breathing heavy, her eyes burning as she looked at Yang Dingtian and said softly, "Darling, just treat this as a spring dream, a dream with your sister!"

Then, Ningning held Yang Dingtian's face, opened her mouth, and kissed him deeply, her tongue entering his mouth.

Her legs spread, her hot lower body riding on Yang Dingtian's abdomen, her waist twisting slightly, her buttocks rolling.

A hot, slippery, wet, and soul-stirring sensation!

Yang Dingtian's body shuddered, and his soul seemed to float away.

"Just treat it as a dream, just treat it as a dream!" Ningning hugged Yang Dingtian, her breasts pressing hard against his chest, her hips moving faster and harder.

Yang Dingtian didn't actually enter Ningning's body, but their bodies were completely pressed together, and under Ningning's movements, they rubbed wildly.

She forgot that someone was peeping outside, she forgot that it was an act, she began to moan, tremble, go wild, and become wild!

Faster and faster, hotter and hotter, more and more wanton!

Louder and louder, more and more soul-stirring, more and more dreamy.

At first, Yang Dingtian's face showed a look of intense struggle, but then he closed his eyes, abandoning some thoughts, treating it as a dream.

From a gentle stream to a mighty river, to the surging waves of the ocean! An endless, soul-stirring sensation, crazily devouring the souls and reason of the two.