C44

"Tap, tap, tap …"

The sound of horse hooves hitting the mountain road echoed in the valley for a long time.

The sandstorm lazily leaned against the cushions, holding a wineskin as it looked at Yue Chan Juan. There was no bed or seat in the tent, only a few cushions spread out on the ground.

Sitting cross-legged on the mat, Yue Chanjuan lifted the veil from her chin and brought the bowl of water to her mouth.

Sheep fat white jade like chin exposed, pink mouth slightly open, teeth like a shell, but already a corner of the iceberg, so beautiful that it was suffocating.

The golden eyes of the sandstorm tea flickered as they stared at Yue Chan Juan in a daze. The wine slanted out of the water bag and landed on his clothes without them realizing it.

Yue Chanjuan's gaze turned to the expression of the sandstorm and she slowly put down her veil. She did not avoid the sandstorm's gaze and had already fallen into the hands of this renowned bandit. In front of the sandstorm, she had no way to resist.

"Have you seen enough?"

"I haven't seen enough. I haven't seen enough even in my lifetime. I'll never be able to see enough for a Celestial Immortal like him."

He couldn't help but be stunned. There was no need to be so frank, right?

She was not used to the straightforwardness of the sandstorm. Although the men of Great Kang looked at her in this way, if they were discovered, they would immediately lower their heads and avoid her gaze.

As for the bandit opposite her, not only did he confidently say it, he didn't even look away. He was still staring at her without blinking.

"Take off your veil and let me see your true appearance."

"Do you really want to see it? It's better for you. You also said that it is impossible for me to belong to you. Since it's like this, why look at my appearance?

"Haha …"

Sandstorm laughed out loud. "You are quite confident. However, to be honest, although I have only seen your eyes, they are the most beautiful and brightest I have ever seen. They are just like One-Pun's eyes in the desert. "However, I've heard that the princess of a very prosperous family is extremely beautiful and fairy-like. It is rare for me to personally invite a princess here today. If I do not personally see the princess' appearance, I will not give up."

When the sandstorm stood up and walked over, Yue Chanjuan's body slightly stiffened. Facing this bandit, she knew that his martial arts were powerful, and his moves were ruthless and swift. She was definitely not his opponent, and would not be able to fend off a few attacks from him.

He straightened his body and looked at the sandstorm with cold eyes. He hoped that the sandstorm wouldn't cause him to be rude and frivolous to her.

She was a princess of a great family, and had an innate pride that he was not allowed to offend her.

A faint, chilly fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and the sandstorm took a deep breath, inhaling the fragrance exuding from Yue Chan's body. "What a fragrance is that? What is that fragrance on your body?"

Yue Chanjuan reached her hand out and plucked out a scented sachet from her waist. "If you like it, then I'll give it to you. I'll keep it as a souvenir. It can be considered as something we've met before."

The sandstorm was overjoyed. It stretched out its hand and took a sniff, "It doesn't seem to be the smell of this scented sachet. The smell on your body is even more tempting than this scented sachet."

Yue Chanjuan's face reddened slightly. She was born with a faint body fragrance, a smell unique to a girl. However, she was unable to say these words aloud.

"Thank you for the scented sachet. I, Sandstorm, will definitely give you the best horse."

"Thank you very much."

The sandstorm extended its hand, reaching out towards the white veil covering Yue Chanjuan's face. However, it stopped mid-air.

Her body exuded a noble aura, and she sat on the mat like a fairy that had descended into the mortal world. Her charm was outstanding, and it made people feel a sense of inferiority.

His cold eyes were like a spring in a desert under the moonlight, flashing with a cold light. The slim figure stood up straight and stared at him without fear.

He couldn't help but slightly withdraw his hand. Facing this delicate woman, he actually felt a sense of respect from the bottom of his heart. Such a feeling was rare, and there were very few people who could make him feel this way.

He was as free as the wind, as violent and unstoppable as a sandstorm. He traversed the desert and the grassland like an ownerless horse, unwilling to be bound by anyone.

Except, other than that person, he was only restricted by that person, and that person rarely restricted him.

"Let me see your appearance. None of our northern boys or girls will hide their faces in front of their friends. I won't hurt you. I just want to see your true appearance."

When his hand landed, he actually couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't want to force her hand, so he personally lifted her veil.

It was partly out of awe for that person, partly because he was actually hesitating in front of her.

Yue Chan gently removed the veil covering her face, revealing a flawlessly beautiful face. A ray of moonlight shone through the gap in the tent door, enveloping her body.

Under the hazy moonlight, she was like a fairy within the moon, dazzling and unfathomable.

The sandstorm suddenly felt as if his eyes were pierced. It couldn't help but squint and avoid his eyes for a moment. Her face was noble and elegant, without the slightest hint of the beauty of a mortal. At this moment, she was like a fairy that had descended from the heavens, hazy and illusory.

"How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world!"

The sandstorm looked at Yue Chanjuan infatuatedly, softly uttering a sentence. Although she was beautiful, she was otherworldly, causing him to not dare to have the slightest intention of offending her. He just stared at her, not daring to approach her.

She was just like a goddess from the heavens. She carried a noble and majestic aura that caused people to respect her, as if she would disappear along with the moonlight at any moment.

"Truly beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful and noble woman. She is like a goddess."

Sha Blizzard self-deprecatingly smiled. He had seen a lot of girls but he had never lost his composure in front of a girl before. Suddenly, he understood why Sulu Lianshan wanted this woman.

"A person like you, even if you're not a princess, will make many men go crazy for you and stain them in yellow sand with their blood!"

Yue Chan once again covered her face with her veil. "Perhaps beauty is not happiness, but my sorrow."

Even now, the sandstorm was still in a trance. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch her cheek. However, his hand stopped a few inches in front of her.

She was too beautiful, her beauty did not belong to anyone in the mortal world. Such a woman did not belong to him.

Rebellious and unruly, daring to offend the glory of the lonely pear crabapple. However, he knew very well that if he were to leave the girl in front of him behind, he would fall into an irreparable trap. Even his brothers would not be able to find peace day and night. They would eventually become one of the countless bones buried under the yellow sand.

He retracted his hand slightly. It was enough for him to be able to ride together with her and once let her stay in his embrace and look at her at such a close distance.

"Big brother, he's here."

"Got it, invite him in."

A tall and sturdy figure walked in with large strides. When the tent door was opened, Yue Chanjuan saw a pair of sparkling, faintly flickering, amber eyes.

His body could not help but stiffen. It was indeed him, Solu Lianshan.

"Haha …"

Solu Lianshan burst into laughter as his gaze landed on Yue Chanjuan. "Chan Juan, we meet again. You belong to me in the end, and only I am worthy of you."

Yue Chanjuan did not say anything. Since Solu Lianshan dared to do such a thing, there was no point in saying anything.

He couldn't be bothered to say anything to the pig. A pig blinded and rational by his eyes would sooner or later become something to bake on a bonfire.

He turned his body slightly to the side and did not even look at Sulu Mountain. Instead, he turned his back to Sulu Mountain and gripped his dagger tightly in his sleeve.

He silently lowered his eyelids and squinted at the figure of Sulu Lianshan, keeping a vigilant watch on the outside.

The sandstorm was still sitting on the mat beside Yue Chan, not getting up. It raised its head and looked at Solu Lianshan with an unruly smile.

"Sandstorm, what are you doing here?"

Sulu Lianshan frowned as he saw the sandstorm sitting beside Yue Chan. When he entered, it seemed that the two of them were joking. After he entered, Yue Chanjuan turned around and gave him a back. She could not help but feel infuriated.

"This is my tent, I can do whatever I want."

His words were filled with a strong anger. However, the sandstorm did not show the slightest hint of respect towards Sulu Lianshan. It lazily looked at him.

Sulu Lianshan was infuriated. He placed his hand on his scabbard. How could a bandit dare to be so rude to him? He was the lonely fifth son of the Big Moon Brocade Pear, his status so noble.

The sandstorm didn't move. It looked at Sulu Lianshan with a playful look. Its golden eyes were filled with pride.