Volume 1: The Human World: Phoenix Rising in Fire Chapter 203: Violating Lust Caution (2)
She is not made of iron!
She had just taken advantage of the free time in the afternoon to find such a secluded place, entered the Pure Jade to communicate with the Jade God, and also asked Xiao Guizi to guard the surroundings and not let anyone get close.
Who knew that Xiao Guizi was unable to guard against this man, and she was caught off guard in Jingyu and was ambushed by him, which led to her falling down in such a miserable state.
Hua Xi was so angry that she was fuming. In all her years, she had never suffered such humiliation before.
Hearing this, Wujiang immediately floated down from mid-air and walked towards her, "Where are you hurt? I have medicine here."
Hua Xi puffed up his cheeks and said, "The cat weeps over the rat, pretending to be merciful! You just plotted against me, why are you pretending to be a good person now?"
"It was indeed unintentional what I did just now. Please forgive me, female donor." Wujiang saw her wide-eyed expression, which was full of childishness. It was a little funny, but he couldn't laugh.
Hua Xi was so smart that even though he tried his best to hide it, she still noticed the smile in his eyes. She was both angry and furious, but she had no choice because her feet were really hurting.
Forget it, let her get her foot healed first, then teach this monk a lesson!
"My leg is broken! Tell me what to do." Hua Xi sat down on the ground, took off his shoes, rolled up his pants, revealing a snow-white jade foot.
As soon as Wujiang's eyes touched her feet, he immediately turned around and whispered a Buddhist name.
Although there are differences between men and women in this era, they are all cultivators who are tempered every day. Why are there so many requirements?
But when he walked out of the family's house, he was not allowed to look at anything inappropriate, and of course he was not allowed to look at it for too long.
Hua Xi couldn't help but feel happy when he saw his actions. He smiled and said, "Little monk, why are you shy? Don't you have medicine to heal my wounds?"
You stinky monk, I'll let you break the vow of adultery, and now you're still saying Amitabha!
"This medicine can heal broken bones." Wujiang reached back and handed her a bottle of medicine.
Hua Xi didn't answer it. He raised his chin and said arrogantly, "I don't know how to do it. Please help me."
"Men and women should not touch each other," he said.
"It's okay, I just treat you as a woman." Hua Xi smiled gently.
Wujiang was a person of great strength and cultivation, and would not be offended by her words. He still said in a good temper: "I am just afraid of ruining the reputation of the female donor."
"A good reputation is nothing but an illusion. If it is in your heart, it is there. If it is not in your heart, it is gone."
"The female donor has a unique personality, she is not like an ordinary person, and she has a connection with me, Buddha."
Hua Xi thought to himself who would be destined to be with a stinky monk like you, but he didn't expect that monks are so good at teasing girls!
"Stop talking nonsense. Will you help me heal my wounds?"
Wujiang hesitated for a moment, said "I'm sorry", turned around, lowered his eyes, walked to her side and squatted, looking at her raised snow-white feet.
Perhaps he had never seen a woman's feet before, so he thought these feet were particularly beautiful.
He stretched out his hand from his wide sleeves and gently held her foot. Without any distractions in his mind, he pressed his thumb on her slightly swollen ankle.
"Hiss——" Hua Xi bared his mouth.
"Does it hurt?" he asked in a low voice, sounding a little gentle.
“It hurts!”
"It's not broken, it's just twisted, don't worry." He had a pure smile on his face, which was very reassuring.
Hua Xi looked at his bald head and said jokingly, " It's great to be a monk. You don't have hair and don't need to wash your hair. It saves you a lot of trouble!"
Wujiang was not angry, he just smiled and nodded.
Hua Xi was so bored by his stubbornness that he had no choice but to ask, "Why don't monks have hair?"
