Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 277 Wen Xin's Current Situation

Chu Xinqiao took Haotian's little hand and wanted to take her back to the room and go to bed without saying a word.

If it were normal times, Haotian might not resist.

But now her disciple is experiencing the first war in his life, and she really doesn't have much time to think about love affairs.

So when Chu Xinqiao was about to pull her to the bed, Haotian shook his head.

"Mr. Chu, haven't you had enough these few days? You really are..."

Chu Xinqiao grinned evilly when he heard this.

How could it be possible? With such a beautiful woman in her arms, for a moment she felt as if the whole world belonged to her. The feeling of floating in the air made her unable to stop.

Chu Xinqiao was no fool either, she soon noticed that Haotian's expression was not right.

After the madness of the past few days, she and Haotian have already known each other well, and they are just one step away from taking the final step.

Whenever she wanted to continue, Haotian would always push her away, but Chu Xinqiao was not in a hurry. She was already very happy and contented to have done so many interesting things.

Chu Xinqiao rubbed Haotian’s head.

Haotian felt something strange. Usually he was the one who rubbed other people's heads, but now he was being rubbed by someone else.

Suddenly, Haotian seemed to be afraid to look at Chu Xinqiao, as if he was a little guilty: "Well, can I go and see them?"

Chu Xinqiao smiled and continued to rub her head, and Haotian became adorable.

Maybe, what she had done in the past few days was indeed too frequent and excessive, so it was normal for her to want to leave and calm down for a while.

Chu Xinqiao looked at Haotian, smiled and nodded in agreement.

"But...I want to follow you."

The smile seemed to be contagious, and Haotian couldn't help but smile.

Chu Xinqiao's heart beat faster. It was beautiful, too beautiful. His own wife smiled so beautifully that he loved to watch her and wanted to kiss her.

Unable to control herself, she pouted and moved closer to Haotian...

"Da-me, no squeak."

Haotian covered her mouth with his hand.

Chu Xinqiao: frustrated.jpg.

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Nothing happened that night, and Diefang and the others' conditions began to get worse.

The Emperor's tribe refused to evacuate and began to attack the forest where they were.

On Diefang's side... a war also broke out.

On Wen Xin's side, next to their team there were three extremely miserable corpses of female elves, as well as three female elves whose hands and feet were controlled and tied together, with pale faces.

The war broke out again in the early morning of the next day, and Shen's army launched a surprise attack just as the sun rose.

Xin'an's tribe began to fight back in a panic. Perhaps it was because they had been too greedy last night and had not had much rest that many elves had lost their will to fight.

They went out to meet the enemy.

Wen Xin slowly walked to the three miserable corpses and fell silent.

Is what she is doing right?

Do you need their help in this case?

Is her sword meant to be wielded for someone like this?

As she raised her hand, Taoist magic surged out, and in the blink of an eye she had buried the bodies in the ground.

She was confused, but only for a short while.

She has never liked to think. She only needs to know that the simplest things have gotten better. As for confusing things, she simply doesn't think about them.

War is accompanied by the collapse of order. No side is the most worthy of protection, and no side is the most unforgivable.

This time, she wielded the sword only for the training arranged by her master, and she did not take sides with any party.

She would not feel sorry for anyone, nor would she have mercy on anyone. In her eyes, this was just a trial that she had to complete with all her might.

Wen Xin slowly raised the sword again.

Not for Xin'an, but only for herself, this was what she was thinking at the moment.

However... facing the same scene, Xinyu also fell into silence.

But she began to avoid Xin'an's spirit.

Perhaps because she had spent a long time with Diefang and the others, she knew that there was a thin barrier between her and them, and that was the difference in status. They could call Haotian "Master" affectionately, but she could only call him "Fairy Sister".

Although she never brought up this feeling of estrangement, she has always been worried about it, precisely because of this feeling of estrangement.

She could clearly feel the sense of alienation between herself and the Xin'an people.

Several times, she was looked at with unfriendly eyes.

If he hadn't represented the Palace of the Human King, he would have probably suffered the same fate as those prisoners of war who had made the "choice".

Elves are not a peace-loving, beautiful, dignified and elegant race.

Instead, they are a race filled with greed, lust, and selfishness.

It is undeniable that the elves do have beautiful, dignified and elegant elves, like Linglong and Baichen.

But there are more elves with great lust and selfish desires, just like the Xin'an warriors around her.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

She had also learned about the human race's experiences. The upper echelons were plagued by cholera, and the lower echelons could not help but put aside their simplicity and welcome integration into the dirty mud.

The elves' upper floors are clean, but the lower floors are cholera-ridden.

The top management is doing nothing? That is not something they can control.

Wenxin and Xinyu started fighting again.

This time, Xin'an was no match for the enemy and couldn't hold on any longer.

It was obvious that their resistance yesterday was only tenacious, but they gave up their precious rest time because of lust, and while their bodies were tired, they had to start the attack again in a war that was even more fierce than before.

What is the outcome?

must lose.

The time, place and people are favorable.

There is no place that is not occupied.

Because they were alert too late, they were attacked and lost the right time. Because they did not recover from their selfish desires overnight, they lost the harmony of people. The only advantage of the terrain was also lost because of the sudden attack and the panic and lack of coordination.

They were all defeated, Wenxin's team and Xinyu's team, both retreated.

They were defeated very quickly, and many elves lay there.

The only thing we can do is retreat, retreat in a desperate manner.

The bitter taste of failure permeates everyone's heart.

Even Wenxin and Xinyu were left with scars.

The battle ended so quickly that they didn't even have time to react before they were defeated.

It probably lasted only half an hour.

At this time, the sword in Wen Xin's hand was trembling.

It was not her business. She had been holding her position, and no enemy could come up. However, the elves beside her kept retreating. If she did not follow them, she would be surrounded, and the outcome after being surrounded would be that she would be captured and face the "choice" to end her life.

Wen Xin also tasted the feeling of defeat.

Just like that, countless Xin'an elves died in front of her, but she did not waver in her will.

Cruel? She didn't think that war was cruel. She was originally an outsider. She only had to complete this experience. It didn't matter if many died. She couldn't save them. What's more, what would happen if she saved them? Seeing them forcing other elves to make a "choice" according to the customs of the elves?

At this moment, Wen Xin seemed to have grown up, but also seemed not to have grown up.

She refused to think too much. No matter how prosperous or desolate the world was, it had nothing to do with her body or this sword.

Walk in the world with your own will.

Her sword, at this moment, gradually became more ruthless.