259: Don’t you want sexual happiness in the future?

Rustle, rustle~!

Wang Feng looked down at Jiang Hanxi, who was meticulously removing the spiritual gauze from his body, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his pale lips.

It's really good to have her...

Under Wang Feng's neck hung a golden-green Jade Disc.

It was the Jade Creation Disc, slowly healing his injuries.

However, with only a fragment of the Jade Creation Disc, its healing speed was somewhat useless for Wang Feng, a Po Yuan Realm cultivator.

Jiang Hanxi looked at the bloody hole in Wang Feng's abdomen, her heart feeling heavy, and she changed his dressing with a constant knot in her stomach.

The wound wasn't on her, yet she felt an inexplicable heartache.

Jiang Hanxi first took out the Holy Source for healing and applied it, then took out some more spiritual gauze and began to re-wrap it around Wang Feng's wound.

"This is too ugly, isn't it?"

Wang Feng slightly raised his head and looked at the layers of spiritual gauze wrapped around his body, couldn't help but say.

He felt like a mummy, from head to toe, even his buttocks were wrapped in white spiritual gauze.

Jiang Hanxi's expression darkened slightly, and she looked up, carefully scrutinizing Wang Feng from head to toe.

In the end, she found that it really was a bit... ugly.

Jiang Hanxi was silent for a while, seemingly contemplating a solution.

Finally, Jiang Hanxi, to Wang Feng's horror, pulled out a white long dress, a one-piece at that.

"You, you, you, what are you doing! I don't want to wear this!"

Wang Feng moved his body slightly, and then... he was pressed firmly onto the bed by Jiang Hanxi's spiritual power.

Jiang Hanxi was afraid he would tear his wound, so she had no choice but to do this.

Wang Feng was now pressed down like a pig about to be slaughtered, firmly held on the bed.

And Jiang Hanxi was the butcher, ready to operate on Wang Feng, this subdued pig, from foot to neck.

"Don't move!"

Jiang Hanxi instructed with her naturally cool voice, and then the spiritual gauze on Wang Feng's legs was slowly removed by her.

Immediately after, Jiang Hanxi took out a small dagger and slowly extended it towards Wang Feng's lower body.

"Ah! Ya me..., no no no, Fairy Sister!"

"Don't you want your future happiness?!"

Wang Feng's body was pressed firmly onto the bed by Jiang Hanxi's spiritual power, unable to move an inch, only able to shout helplessly.

However, he knew in his heart that Jiang Hanxi probably wouldn't really strike a killing blow.

It's just... Jiang Hanxi, whose face turned red from Wang Feng's shouts, whether intentionally or not.

Her slender hand, holding the dagger, slowly approached Wang Feng's lower body.

Finally... it gently touched, and Wang Feng instantly stiffened, even his heart began to tremble.

She, she, she... she wouldn't really do it, would she?!

Although in the Cultivation World, if it's severed, it can be reattached, and one can even pay a price to regenerate it, but it's never as good as the original!

"I'm changing your clothes, no shouting!"

Jiang Hanxi slowly moved the dagger that was resting on him again, sliding it along Wang Feng's pants to his waistband.

Wang Feng could even feel the coldness of the dagger through his big floral pants.

Seeing the position was right, Jiang Hanxi gently cut, with a ripping sound.

Wang Feng watched her every move with his own eyes, and when he saw her cut, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Phew~, thank goodness, thank goodness...

Wang Feng secretly let out a breath in his heart, thankfully Jiang Hanxi wasn't some perverted bird-cutting maniac.

Jiang Hanxi slowly pulled down the torn pants, and the blooming red flowers on the big floral pants gradually became visible.

However, at this moment, Jiang Hanxi seemed to have recalled some unbearable past events, and her face couldn't help but flush.

Jiang Hanxi quickly suppressed the thoughts in her heart, concentrating on cutting Wang Feng's pants, pulling them down little by little.

Wang Feng's legs gradually became visible, as expected of a cultivator, they were quite fair.

"I have clothes here, I don't need to wear yours."

Wang Feng, seeing Jiang Hanxi about to put her own dress on him, anxiously shouted.

Immediately after, he quickly called the system to take out a pair of pants, which appeared on his chest.

"You've given me so many clothes, how can I take yours for free? This is my return gift to you."

Jiang Hanxi said, putting the white long pants from Wang Feng's chest into her Divine Sea Space.

"Or are you... despising me?"

Jiang Hanxi spoke very seriously, her beautiful face showing no change.

Her eyes, slightly reddened from heartache over Wang Feng's injuries, looked at Wang Feng, making her appear somewhat pitiful instead.

"Uh..."

"Alright, alright..., thank you, Fairy Sister..."

Wang Feng was silenced by Jiang Hanxi's [reciprocity] move, and in the end, he still had to thank her.

It's fine, it's fine, anyway, it's not too late to take it off after the injury heals, there are only the two of them here now, no one will see.

Wang Feng silently comforted himself in his heart, after all, self-comfort was all he could do now.

Jiang Hanxi, beside him, gently put the tail of the white dress over Wang Feng's head, putting it on from top to bottom.

The moment Wang Feng lost his vision, Jiang Hanxi's vermilion lips could no longer hold back, and she couldn't help but curl her lips into a slight smile.

A beauty's smile could topple cities and nations, but unfortunately, Wang Feng at this moment was like a monkey, with the clothes over his head, seeing nothing.

After a series of complicated operations, Jiang Hanxi looked at her masterpiece, and with a calm expression, took out a recording stone.

"What are you doing again!"

Wang Feng's face had recovered some color, and he was wearing a white dress meant for women.

Wang Feng, who already had long hair, looked quite like a beautiful woman after putting on the white dress; if his face were a bit more feminine, it would be even more perfect.

Wang Feng's blood flow accelerated throughout his body due to Jiang Hanxi's actions.

This also helped his injuries recover much better, and his attention to the pain was completely diverted to Jiang Hanxi.

Jiang Hanxi ignored Wang Feng's wails, injected spiritual power into the recording stone, and a floating image appeared in the air.

That image was like a mirror; whatever changes occurred in the surroundings, the objects in the image would also change accordingly.

A moment later, Jiang Hanxi put away the recording stone and placed it in her Divine Sea Space.

Then she released Wang Feng from his restraints, got up, and prepared to check on Hardi, who was on the ground with his tongue out and eyes rolled back.

"Are you... leaving?"

Wang Feng saw her actions, and his heart tightened; the companionship bought with injuries was indeed fleeting after all.

Jiang Hanxi, who had just stood up, froze, and couldn't help but look down at Wang Feng, their eyes meeting instantly.

"I, I admit, I am that... newly ascended Great Emperor from ten thousand years ago who severely injured you."

Wang Feng, lying on the bed, his gaze somewhat evasive as he met Jiang Hanxi's eyes, but he quickly moved it back, firmly.

"But I am absolutely sincere towards you now, and I did have thoughts of playing with you."

"But that little thought of playing with you vanished without a trace the moment you risked your life to save me."

Listening to Wang Feng's words, Jiang Hanxi completely forgot her intention to check on Hardi's injuries, and she became somewhat lost in thought.

Hardi: 6! Just let me die in front of you two lovebirds.