Zhu Zhuqing shot a cold glance sideways, instantly glaring Ma Hongjun into silence, not daring to say another word.
"Hey, big sister, can you change your posture? You use a staff, not body techniques,"Wukong exerted a bit of strength, only to discover that he actually couldn't break free from Meng Yiran's restraint.
He had underestimated the flexibility of Meng Yiran's second soul skill, Snake Body.
Moreover, snake body meant exactly that—like a snake. A snake's body was naturally smooth, so Meng Yiran's body felt as if it had been coated with lubricant.
Being wrapped up like this was… actually rather comfortable.
Damn it, what was this lsp thinking?
"Hmph! If I don't crush every bone in your body today, I won't be called Meng! Yi! Ran!"Meng Yiran strained with all her might, her face flushed red, enunciating each word clearly—especially the three characters of her own name.
Wukong could feel the delicate girl behind him tightening her grip even more. Needless to say, she was venting all the grievances and frustration she had accumulated throughout the morning onto him.
What to do now?
If he activated burst mode, it would be extremely easy to seriously injure Meng Yiran. At zero distance, it would be strange if her internal organs weren't shattered.
If he forcibly broke free, it might damage Meng Yiran's meridians, possibly affecting her cultivation in the future.
Wukong instantly felt a headache coming on. No wonder those big shots disdained acting against small ants—most of the time, it was simply too troublesome.
"Use more strength! Break both his arms if you can!"Dai Mubai looked delighted, watching Wukong like it was a show.
Feeling the force Meng Yiran was manually applying, even Dai Mubai was somewhat surprised. If it were him, he might have already been unable to endure it.
Tang San's expression was extremely serious. He understood that Wukong's strength was far more than this—breaking free from Meng Yiran's restraint should be effortless for him.
But what Tang San couldn't understand was why Wukong still hadn't attacked.
Attack my ass!
Have you ever experienced the feeling where just a tiny bit more force could cripple the other person?
And it was such a cute girl, too. Not everyone was like you, Tang San—able to harbor killing intent the moment you met the Master and Dai Mubai.
Wukong quickly scanned his surroundings, but there was nothing he could use.
This move had been sealed away by Wukong for a long time—was it finally time for it to see the light of day again?
Turning his head to look at Meng Yiran, who was tightly restraining him from behind, their eyes met. Meng Yiran's pretty face flushed red, thinking Wukong was about to use some despicable, intimate move to force her off.
" Meng Yiran, I know I'm very handsome and usually quite popular with girls, but if you insist on using such despicable methods to lust after my body and take advantage of me,"
"Then I'll have to fight back, alright?"
"My girlfriend is still over there!"
The aura within Wukong surged, faint wisps of steam beginning to rise from his right hand.
"Get lost!"
"Who's lusting after your body?!"
"This is a soul duel! And you still have time to flirt with me—sure enough, you're just a lecherous uncle wrapped in a handsome shell!"
Meng Yiran was nearly driven mad by Wukong. What did he mean, lusting after his body?
Although this guy was indeed extremely handsome, and she did rather like him, his personality and that contemptuous gaze—
Instantly wiped out all her good feelings. She suddenly felt that the guy in front of her was nothing but a vulgar brute.
Wukong's face darkened, resentment toward Meng Yiran growing stronger and stronger in his heart. "..."
Among the Shrek group, Zhu Zhuqing covered her face and laughed softly.
Wukong had once told her that he became a god at eighteen, and after coming to this world, he returned to an infant state.
That meant Wukong's mental age was already around thirty—but so what?
When Zhu Zhuqing met Wukong, she was six years old, and now, in her eyes, Wukong was twelve!
That smile could truly topple cities—an iceberg beauty actually smiling.
Dai Mubai occasionally stole glances at Zhu Zhuqing, but he discovered that she was smiling!
How was that possible? In his memory, Zhu Zhuqing had almost never smiled.
The resentment in his heart grew stronger and stronger. This beauty was originally meant to be his—and that smile should have been directed at him.
"Sun Wukong, just you wait. Aren't you arrogant?"
"Don't you look down on the empire? When I inherit the throne of the Star Luo Emperor and take Zhu Zhuqing back, I'll make you suffer endless pain!"
Dai Mubai was extremely unwilling, swearing to defeat Dai Weisi and show Zhu Zhuqing that he was no worse than Wukong.
Seeing that Meng Yiran still refused to let go, Wukong shook his head. Flames boiled up around his body.
In an instant, Meng Yiran's clothes caught fire. Wukong even carefully controlled the flames with his aura, trying his best not to burn her skin.
These flames came from his right arm soul bone, a modified version of Orochi Nagi, covering his body in fire.
"Ah! Why is it on fire?!"Meng Yiran panicked, immediately canceling her soul skill and jumping off Wukong.
"I told you long ago not to lust after my body. I have a girlfriend," Wukong shrugged helplessly.
"Don't you know, girl? Lusting after my body comes at a price."
"A handsome rose always has thorns. See? You've been pricked now…"
Wukong flicked his banana-shaped hair and winked at Meng Yiran.
As if to say: It's not that you're not good enough—it's just that you really can't afford to love me.
Meng Yiran was on the verge of tears. Her clothes were slowly being burned away by the aura flames.
This caused her to run around in panic, completely losing the demeanor and dignity of a noble young lady.
The Shrek group behind her burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahahaha! I'm dying of laughter— is this still that imposing Meng Yiran from earlier?"Oscar laughed until tears nearly came out. He had never seen a girl so flustered.
"Brother Kong's move is way too ruthless—actually burning a girl's clothes. But Brother Kong and I really are of the same kind!"Ma Hongjun no longer felt the fear he had toward Wukong earlier—now it was pure admiration and reverence. A role model for our generation!
Flame power could actually be used like this.
"I didn't expect Sun Wukong to have such a fetish…"Tang San's mouth twitched. Such powerful flame control, used for this kind of thing.
"Get lost, get lost! I'm not as filthy as you think!"
"I only used the flames to break free. I didn't have any other thoughts!"
Wukong hurriedly explained to everyone.
These guys with especially yellow minds had definitely misunderstood his actions. He was a genuine upstanding youth of society.
How could he possibly do this on purpose?
He really didn't want it to turn out like this. If Meng Yiran hadn't kept clinging to him, he wouldn't have used flame power to burn her clothes at all.
But Meng Yiran didn't appreciate it.
After rolling on the ground to put out the flames on her body, she shot Wukong a gaze as if she wanted to devour him alive.
Then, noticing everyone's eyes, Meng Yiran slowly looked down at her own body.
Oh my god!
Both of Meng Yiran's sleeves had been burned all the way up to her shoulders. Even the covering over her chest was almost falling off—only barely held in place by her hands.
Her long stockings on her lower body were already in tatters, exposing her two pale, slender legs.
Then a piercing female scream rang out, slicing through everyone's eardrums.
"You're not human! You actually set me on fire…!"
"You filthy hooligan! I'll kill you!"
Meng Yiran cursed at Wukong, tears streaming from her eyes, trickling down her rounded, charming cheeks.
In front of so many people—first rolling on the ground without any regard for her image, and now dressed like this—
Meng Yiran was on the verge of going insane. If she didn't kill the man in front of her, it would be impossible to vent the hatred in her heart.
The men of the Shrek group were nearly staring straight ahead—even Tang San, who claimed to be pure and upright, couldn't help glancing at Meng Yiran's pale legs.
The shorts were still there… not completely exposed yet.
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