The girl slept for several hours and gradually woke.
By then Mo Xingyun was about to finish his cultivation.
At this critical moment she had been held in his arms for several hours.
She felt warm and comfortable all over, and it seemed most of her wounds had healed.
A little fragrant sweat sat on her forehead.
When she woke she found herself still in his arms.
She shyly pushed his arm away a little.
She thought that she was, after all, a virgin who had barely spoken to a man.
Yet this time she was being held and hugged by this inexplicable “mountain king” with unusual closeness.
She wondered what kind of punishment her parents would give her if they found out when she got home.
Remembering that she was still buried deep underground and did not know how to get out, she walked to a low spot with loose rocks above, used her lightness skill to leap up, and pushed gently.
Seeing the rocks were a little loose, she put in a little force, trying to break through and get out.
Though Mo Xingyun had his eyes closed, he knew what had happened and was instantly horrified.
He saw the girl break through a slab of rock, and at once the surrounding rocks collapsed and fell, threatening to bury them alive.
She screamed.
He immediately withdrew his inner energy, leapt up, caught her slender waist, and unleashed a burst of inner energy, sending a shockwave upward.
In an instant sunlight shone down from outside.
Rocks were knocked to both sides.
The broken stones kept sliding down, but they formed a vertical passage leading upward above the two of them.
He shouted, “What nonsense are you doing!
Do you want to die?!”
She clung to his chest and waist as if grasping a lifeline and buried her face in his chest.
Seeing the stone knocked away, she thought to herself that this man’s martial arts were so high.
He was really amazing.
But she had been pampered since childhood and adored by everyone.
She resented being scolded like this.
She pouted in his arms and said, “How… how was I supposed to know it would turn out like this!”
He shook his head helplessly, thinking he had really met a young lady from a wealthy family, and secretly wondered which person in the Immortal Palace she was.
He said, “All right.
Step on my shoulders.
I will grab this rock and jump up.
While I am in mid-air, use the upward momentum to jump again.
That should get us to the top.”
“Then how will you get out?” she asked.
“I have my own way.
It is not difficult for one person to get out.”
Seeing he said this, she did not ask any more questions.
She jumped up and set her feet on his shoulders.
Her body was light.
He did not feel much burden.
He glanced to the side and saw that her high heels had fallen off somewhere.
Her two delicate, snow-white feet were bare, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and rested on his shoulders.
Her skin was smooth and delicate.
Her pink toes showed through the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, faintly revealing the translucent white skin of her insteps.
Her beautiful feet gave off a captivating fragrance.
He could not help looking up.
Her round, snow-white calves and dainty ankles were pressed tightly together in the thin stockings and showed a hazy, mouth-watering flesh color.
Her tender feet, long beautiful legs, and the thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings blended as one and ran up into her green skirt.
A faint fragrance drifted from under the skirt, and he could vaguely see that the flesh-colored stockings underneath were long and showed her fair, pink thighs.
Her legs were pressed tightly together and gave off a charming, alluring pull.
He was still a virgin, but he had already learned a lot of secrets about men and women from his junior brother.
Now, seeing this young girl, fragrant, delicate, and beautiful, he could not help a little flutter in his heart, and his face flushed.
The girl, unaware of his reaction, stepped on his shoulders and urged in a sweet voice, “Shan Kui, did I not say you should jump up first?
Why are you not moving?
Jump now!”
He retorted angrily, “Who is the mountain demon?
I am your savior!”
“Hehehe!”
She laughed so hard she trembled.
Her delicate pink-stockinged feet gently patted his shoulders a few times.
Her soft little feet and vermilion toes rubbed against his bare shoulders.
Her feet, wrapped in stockings, were warm and smooth like jade, clean and neat, with plump, smooth heels and slender, delicate toes.
Her toes, painted with red nail polish, shone brightly.
The smooth touch of the stockings made him feel a ticklish sensation, and he blushed.
She laughed and said, “Finally I have made you angry for once.
I thought my savior was a block of wood.
All right, well, I do not know what to call you anymore…”
Having been teased by her, he no longer wanted to pay attention to her.
He grabbed her fair, delicate ankle.
It felt soft and smooth.
The silk stockings made it delicate and elastic.
His heart fluttered, but he quickly calmed himself.
He activated his inner strength and leapt up, bouncing along the stone wall until he was halfway to the exit.
He shouted, “Go up!” and sent her beautiful leg upward.
With light, graceful movements she grabbed a nearby rock and, using his strength, leapt up.
Her green and pink skirt fluttered.
Her slender, delicate body resembled a snow-white bird.
Her figure was extremely graceful and alluring, with full curves.
Her two jade-like legs, in silk stockings, danced between the hem of her skirt.
Beneath the soft silk skirt her long jade-like legs showed the top of her thighs, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, as she leapt.
From his angle, her skirt revealed a glimpse of her round, white, alabaster-like buttocks, with a narrow, alluring white lace panty covering her pink and pert buttocks.
As she leapt upward he stopped his descent, stepped on the stones on the opposite wall, and jumped back and forth again.
With his jumping power increasing he channeled his inner strength and breathed deeply, quickly climbing up to the cave entrance.
The two escaped together.
It was already night outside.
She landed on the ground, panting.
Seeing him leap up quickly, she was inexplicably delighted.
She ran over, grabbed his hand, and laughed, “Big Mountain King, you are really amazing!
Come with me to my home later, and I will have my parents reward you handsomely!”
It was just dawn outside.
In the dim light of the morning sun he saw her innocent, carefree look, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her cheeks rosy with a smile — truly a stunningly beautiful young woman.
He could not help squeezing her delicate hand and said in a teasing way:
“I have already told you I am not a bandit leader.
Have you ever seen a bandit leader who would risk his life to save a beautiful young girl like you?
Are you trying to have me kidnap you and make you his wife?”
She was teased by him.
The light outside was not as dim as in the cave.
She looked up and saw his handsome face.
His messy hair made him look particularly rugged and heroic.
Her heart pounded.
Her face flushed.
She shyly drew back her small hand and said in a reproachful voice, “So you are a lewd mountain bandit!
Tell me!
Did you have ulterior motives toward me?”
He laughed loudly.
“So what if I have ulterior motives?
I will do it right now!”
He then made a gesture as if to assault her, but she knew he was only teasing and was not afraid.
She put her hands on her hips, thrust her ample breasts against his chest, pouted her moist lips, and said in a reproachful voice, “Come on then.
I am not afraid of you.
Speaking of which, I do not even know your name.
Do you mountain bandits not have names?”
His heart skipped.
After hesitating a moment, he looked at her innocent yet fiery personality, her delicate and beautiful face, her natural charm, and her alluring beauty.
He said, “My name is Duanxing.
What is yours?”
“Duanxing?
What a strange name.
Is your surname Duan?
Hehe.
I was too embarrassed to tell you my maiden name, but since you saved my life, I will allow you to call me Miaoshu.”
“Miss Miaoshu…”
He murmured the name.
Then he suddenly heard a sound from the mountain path beside them.
He immediately grabbed Miaoshu’s waist and lay down with her in the grass to hide.
When she felt him suddenly hug her, she thought he was really going to assault her.
Her heart was in turmoil.
But when she saw him lie down with her in the grass and make a shushing gesture, she knew at once that something was wrong.
Not far away, near the mountain path, a cacophony of voices could be heard.
Holding her slender waist, he crawled forward using the weeds and bushes as cover.
Soon he saw a clearing in the mountains where the group of black-clad figures who had attacked them were in a fierce battle with another group.
The other group was also dressed in black, but their style was very different.
The hems were wider, and they all wore tall black hats with a white cloud-shaped mark on them.
Two groups of men in black were locked in fierce combat.
Swords flashed.
Shouts echoed.
He looked closely and saw that his junior brother was also in the middle of the fight, matching one-on-one with a master who was clearly the leader of the other group.
On the grass next to the two groups, two disheveled girls lay on the ground, motionless.
Their fate was unknown.
“It is Ah Jiao and Ah Mei!”
Miaoshu cried out in agitation, broke free from his embrace, and ran toward the two girls.
He knew something was wrong.
Seeing that both groups had noticed them, he was worried about her safety and had no choice but to bite the bullet, come out of the bushes, and follow her.
The two rushed to Ah Jiao and Ah Mei.
The two girls on the ground were covered in injuries.
Their clothes were torn.
Their lower bodies were a mess.
Their faces were bruised.
It was a terrible sight.
Miaoshu cried out and rushed to their side.
“Ah Jiao, Ah Mei!
Wake up, wake up!”
Mo Xingyun leaned over and touched the two women’s noses.
His heart sank.
The two women had obviously been dead for some time.
Their snow-white bodies were covered in wounds.
Their private parts were a bloody mess.
They had clearly been cruelly violated before they died.
He knew his junior brothers were always ruthless, but the women who had been humiliated in the past had not been related to him at all.
Now that he sympathized with this girl, he could not help feeling angry.
“Waaaaah!
Ah Jiao, Ah Mei… how could this happen…”
Miaoshu hugged the two corpses tight.
Tears streamed down her face.
She sobbed without control.
Her whole body trembled.
She was new to the martial world and had never witnessed such a separation of life and death.
Her loved ones had been laughing and talking beside her only yesterday, and now they were separated by death forever.
Before they died they had suffered a terrible humiliation, which severely wounded Miaoshu’s still tender heart.