Chapter 134: Ming, I Want That~
“This one doesn’t work, it looks a bit frivolous.”
“This one won’t do either, the color’s too gaudy.”
“This one isn’t great either, it makes me look a little old?”
“When did I even buy this piece? Isn’t it way too pink?”
“This outfit does show off my figure, but isn’t it too purposeful?”
In a room at an inn on Dong Street of Baiwa City, a young girl pulled down the curtains and took out set after set of clothes from her storage pouch, trying them on nonstop in front of a water mirror formed by magic.
Under normal circumstances, the girl would just pick a clean set of clothes without much fuss.
But today, she had already spent half the morning selecting and still hadn’t decided what to wear.
“Alright, no time left, I’ll go with this one.”
Finally, the girl chose a light pink misty long skirt, the color of Blood Rafflesia.
The long skirt was predominantly red, with a thin sash cinching her willowy waist, perfectly accentuating her proud figure.
A girl in her eighteenth year already possessed a figure surpassing that of women over twenty.
When the girl grew older, her figure would become even more exaggerated, extremely well-endowed.
Her glossy black hair was tied up with a red silk ribbon, looking fresh and elegant.
Most women would find it hard to pull off such an all-red outfit.
But this set of clothes on the girl gave off a sense of classical beauty.
Especially those enchanting peach eyes, the upward slanting corners like cat tails, were simply made for this red dress.
“I’m so beautiful~” The girl looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, narcissistically stating the truth.
The girl packed away the other clothes on the bed, pushed open the door, and walked out.
Just as she stepped out, Dugu Qiu saw Qingwan, his expression froze for quite a while.
Qingwan was already very beautiful, being the dream lover of countless disciples of the Heavenly Profound Gate. And today, Qingwan had dressed up even more beautifully, transcending the mundane.
Even Dugu Qiu, who harbored no romantic intentions towards Qingwan and only had swords in his heart, felt his heart beat wildly.
“Good morning, Senior Brother Dugu.” Qingwan greeted with a smile, looking cheerful.
And a cheerful girl generally looked even better.
“Good morning, younger sister. Did you wake up early?” Dugu Qiu quickly diverted his gaze from Qingwan’s face.
If he kept looking, Dugu Qiu felt that his sword heart would waver.
“Yes, I have some errands outside.” Qingwan nodded, “Senior Brother, I’ll take my leave first.”
Dugu Qiu: “Be careful outside, younger sister.”
Qingwan thanked him and then went down the stairs, leaving the inn.
“No wonder Master always says women affect the speed of a Sword Cultivator’s drawing of the sword.” Watching Qingwan’s graceful back disappear at the inn entrance, Dugu Qiu shook his head, quickly erasing the stunning image of the woman from his mind.
Downstairs, Dugu Qiu ordered a bowl of plain noodles, eating breakfast.
Like most cultivators, although Dugu Qiu had already achieved辟谷 (abstaining from food), he still maintained the habit of three meals a day; otherwise, it always felt like something was missing from the day.
Not long after, Xia Donghua descended and sat in front of Dugu Qiu.
“Hmm? Isn’t Qingwan coming down to eat?” Xia Donghua asked.
Qingwan always came down for breakfast every day. Not seeing her today, Xia Donghua was quite surprised.
Dugu Qiu shook his head: “Sister Qin has gone out.”
Xia Donghua: “Gone out? What is Qingwan doing?”
“Who knows?” Dugu Qiu shrugged.
Looking at Xia Donghua, Dugu Qiu said teasingly: “But Sister Qin looks really good today. You might not have the eye candy, Senior Brother Xia.”
Xia Donghua: “…”
Qingwan walked on the street, whether human cultivators or demon cultivators, the majority of people looked at Qingwan.
But these gazes, be they human or demon, meant nothing to Qingwan.
From childhood to adulthood, Qingwan had long been accustomed to such gazes.
Qingwan arrived at Tongfu Inn and asked the landlady which room Ming stayed in.
“The one at the end of the corridor on the third floor.” The wild boar landlady stared blankly at this beauty, “Young lady, may I ask who you are?”
“I am his Dao侣,”
Qingwan playfully stuck out her tongue, then pinched her skirt and happily ran upstairs.
When Qingwan was about to knock on Ming’s door, the door opened directly, leaving her delicate white hand suspended in the air.
Seeing the girl in the red dress in front of him, Ming’s eyes were immediately drawn to her. For a moment, Ming couldn’t tear his gaze away.
“If you keep staring at me like this, I’ll get shy, you know.”
Qingwan smiled, standing straight in front of Ming, chest rising and falling, proudly displaying herself, allowing Ming to look as much as he wanted.
“Of course I look good in this outfit, don’t I~”
The girl’s heart was happy and smug.
But soon, the girl’s heart became somewhat unhappy.
“How lecherous is this guy? Do you stare at every pretty woman like this!”
Hearing Qingwan’s words, Ming finally snapped out of it, bowing: “Apologies, apologies, Lady He looks exceptionally beautiful today, I’ve been rude.”
Qingwan stood with her hands behind her back, bending her willowy waist, looking up at Ming from below: “Am I just ‘a little beautiful’?”
Ming: “…”
“Hehehe…” Qingwan covered her mouth and giggled lightly, her laughter pleasant like silver bells, “Alright, stop teasing you. Let’s go, accompany me to buy materials~”
Qingwan turned around and cheerfully walked downstairs.
Ming smiled, shook his head, and followed behind Qingwan.
The Big White Goose “Goose”ed once and also followed.
The Big White Goose actually wanted to reveal its identity to Qingwan.
But seeing Ming pretending not to know, the goose endured.
“What kind of materials does Lady He need?” Ming asked the girl beside him.
“Let me think~” Qingwan shook her head, her serious thinking demeanor was very cute.
Ming looked at the girl beside him and helplessly shook his head.
This little miss, going to buy materials for setting up magic arrays, doesn’t even know what materials she needs. Is this how you trick people?
“Selling rock sugar hawthorn! Selling rock sugar hawthorn!”
Not far away, a crocodile carried a large skewer of rock sugar hawthorn, walking on the street and shouting.
Qingwan’s eyes instantly lit up, pointing at the crocodile: “Ming~ I want that~”
Ming hesitated for a moment but still nodded: “Alright~”