met free Chapter 27 Take those hands off me, Princess!
Chapter 27 Take those hands off me, Princess!
Lu Changgeng was lying prone in the shadow of a stone pillar inside the cave, secretly observing the woman's every move.
She suddenly stopped cursing, turned her swan neck, twitched her nostrils slightly, and slowly narrowed her phoenix eyes.
"She found me?" Lu Changgeng felt a strong sense of alarm, but then he thought it was impossible. His ability to conceal his presence came from the Seven Fairies' "Celestial Immortal Technique," and his current form was just a small, inconspicuous puddle. In this dark and damp stone hall, there were plenty of such puddles.
"They must have discovered something, right?" Lu Changgeng muttered to himself.
"Interesting." The woman suddenly stopped sniffing and spoke softly, as if talking to herself.
Then she flipped her hand, and a small drop of water condensed on her fingertip.
With another flick of the finger, the tiny water droplet flew away silently.
Lu Changgeng was shocked, as the water droplets were heading straight for him.
Were we really discovered? How were we discovered? Lu Changgeng was very confused.
Without daring to think too much, he suddenly sprang out from the shadow of the stone pillar, transforming into a stream of water as thick as a finger, skimming the ground towards the entrance of the back hall.
The woman's phoenix eyes lit up.
"Who dares to spy on this princess?"
With a sharp cry, she swayed and her crimson figure became a blur, instantly catching up to the back of the stream.
She was a bit faster than Lu Changgeng, her water-red skirt trailing a long trail behind her, and her bare feet making a soft pattering sound on the stone floor.
"Why are you running?" Her voice was tinged with laughter, as if she had seen some interesting toy. "This princess won't eat you. Quickly reveal your true form and let this princess see what you look like."
She raised her right hand, her five slender fingers spread out, her nails became long and sharp, and five thin lines of water condensed from her fingertips.
Water jets shot from fingertips, silently reaching for the flowing water.
Those five water lines are a secret technique of her clan. Each one is as tough as silk. Once they are wrapped around the opponent's water-shaped body, they can lock the opponent's body in place, and no matter how the opponent changes, they cannot break free.
The water flow suddenly made a sharp turn, changing from a straight line to a ninety-degree angle, and slid past the edges of the five water lines.
The five water lines almost grazed his tail before embedding themselves in the ground, leaving five tiny holes the size of pinheads, from which wisps of cold air seeped.
The woman raised an eyebrow, undeterred.
She withdrew her right hand, and simultaneously extended her left hand, producing five more water lines. This time, she wasn't pursuing from behind, but flanking from the side.
Five water lines drew an arc, circled around to the front of the water flow, and blocked his path.
With nowhere to go, the water suddenly sprang upwards, rising vertically along the wall.
In the dim light from the cave ceiling, a flowing shadow was cast on the stone wall.
The woman followed closely behind, her feet treading on the shimmering water, her figure as light as a swallow, her water-red skirt unfurling in the air, revealing her graceful figure.
She pressed herself against the wall, her bare feet treading on the raised patterns on the stone as if walking on flat ground.
The two walked swiftly along the wall, one in front of the other, with the water flowing in front and the woman behind, no more than three feet apart.
The latter suddenly accelerated, leaping forward and stepping barefoot onto the tail of the water.
Her toes were fair and rounded, and her nails were pink, like they were painted with light pink nail polish, which, when placed on flowing water, created a small ripple.
"Got you?" she laughed.
But the moment her toes touched the water, the puddle suddenly changed shape.
What was originally a smooth stream of water suddenly bulged up on the surface, and the bulge quickly expanded into the shape of a hand.
Five fingers emerge from the water, long and transparent, formed entirely of clear water, with distinct knuckles, and even the outline of the fingernails is faintly visible.
That hand grabbed her bare foot.
"I've caught you!" Lu Changgeng thought to himself, "What a lovely little pink foot."
Five fingers wrapped around the instep of her foot, the pads of his fingers touching her delicate skin.
The woman's laughter stopped abruptly. She looked down at the watery hand that had grabbed her bare foot, her phoenix eyes widening for a moment before narrowing again.
A faint blush rose to her face, whether from embarrassment or instinct, it was hard to tell.
"You..." She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by the movement of that hand.
The hand moved swiftly up her ankle, its five fingers like five warm streams, incredibly nimble, sliding from her ankle to her calf, then from her calf to her knee, and then continuing upwards from her knee...
It seemed that every inch of her slender, moist legs had been touched by this hand...
The woman's knees buckled slightly, and she almost stumbled...
"How dare you!" she finally snapped out of her daze and shouted angrily.
However, to Lu Changgeng, the voice didn't sound angry; instead, it sounded more panicked.
"Hehe..." Lu Changgeng chuckled wickedly.
The woman swung her right leg sharply, trying to shake off the hand.
However, this hand, formed from the flow of water, clung to the woman's leg like a maggot clinging to a bone, and was not so easy to shake off.
The woman suddenly grabbed at the hand again, but the hand seemed to have eyes.
She grabs the left side, and her palm nimbly moves to the right; she grabs the right side, and her palm moves to the left.
Although the hand did not hurt her, this mockery enraged her.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Just as she was about to cast a spell, she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a delicate cry.
"Ah~"
She swayed and immediately pulled one foot back.
It turned out that another water-flowing hand had appeared under its other foot, and this hand was very mischievous, tickling the sole of its foot.
The tingling, itchy sensation immediately aroused her, and a blush instantly spread across her cheeks, making her already beautiful face even more alluring.
"Get your hands off me, Your Highness!"
Although Lu Changgeng had a great time, this incident finally angered the woman.
A soft whistle, unlike anything human, came from its mouth.
She took a deep breath, and her water-red skirt fluttered without wind, while the dragon head on her jade belt suddenly lit up.
Her body began to swell, her crimson silk skirt shattered into pieces, her jade dragon headband broke into several pieces, and her crimson gold hairpin jingled as it fell to the ground.
A dragon, its entire body a deep blue-green, burst forth from the tattered clothes.
The dragon's body was over ten zhang long, its green scales were like glass, and its golden horns were like molten jade.
A pair of golden vertical pupils flashed with a cold light, three-foot dragon whiskers fluttered gently, and his body was surrounded by rosy light, with a hidden aura of water dragon's malevolence.
"roar!"
An angry dragon roar erupted from the depths of her throat, deep and long, causing pebbles to fall from the stone wall.
Lu Changgeng's brain immediately went blank!
A dragon! It's actually a dragon!
Could this be Princess Wansheng of Bibo Pool?
Sneaking into someone's cave... Azure dragon... It seems only Princess Wansheng could match that description, right?
In other words, he had just touched Princess Wansheng's jade feet and calves, and, well, he even tickled her...
run!
After transforming into a dragon, the other party immediately shook him off. The aura emanating from that dragon made him somewhat afraid. If he didn't run now, would he be asking for death?
Lu Changgeng transformed into a water line and instantly shot several feet towards the entrance of the front hall, intending to run towards the cave entrance.
Princess Wansheng, transformed into a blue dragon, did not rush to give chase. With a flick of her tail, a crescent-shaped beam of cold light shot out from the tip of her tail and swept across the ground.
Where the cold light passed, the ground froze into a layer of ice, and a thin layer of frost covered the ice.