Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1522: Chapter 1519: Bastard, I’m a Married Woman!

”Bastard, I am a married woman!” Song Ziwei’s face turned pale with anger, her eyes revealing a resentful gaze. She never thought Xu Wendong would actually target her.

And he even slapped her butt in front of her husband.

That slap was really painful.

But for some reason.

It also sparked an inexplicable thrill in her heart.

”Honestly, sister-in-law, my favorite is married women. I yearn for the muddy places where Zhen Jing has visited!” Xu Wendong laughed aloud.

Upon hearing this.

Lu Shuling and Xue Yan both showed speechless expressions. This guy, although handsome, was fundamentally a repressed pervert.

So degrading!

In mid-air.

Zhen Jing was so angry that he spat blood, constantly cursing and lamenting Xu Wendong’s ancestors.

Yet.

Xu Wendong couldn’t hear his curses at all.

Instead, he could hear Xu Wendong’s lewd laughter.

”You two go rest, I’ll take sister-in-law to the backyard for a bath,” Xu Wendong said to Lu Shuling and Xue Yan, then helped Song Ziwei towards the backyard.

There’s a well there for daily drinking.

”Bastard, let go of me!” Song Ziwei panted, trying to break free from Xu Wendong’s embrace, but she was too weak to escape his strong arms.

Reaching the well in the backyard, Xu Wendong looked at Zhen Jing and others stepping on Flying Swords outside the Formation, showing a meaningful smile: ”Zhen Jing, what’s next is quite thrilling, are you sure you want to keep watching?”

He pinched the spell with one hand, clearly hearing Zhen Jing’s curses.

”Xu Wendong, you’ll be struck by lightning for this!” Zhen Jing’s eyes widened and turned red like an enraged lion, his inner fury unabashed.

”Is that so?” Xu Wendong chuckled: ”I’m just repaying you with your own methods!”

”After all, you started this against us.”

”If I was defeated by you today, would you spare me?”

”Would you treat the female disciples of Lingyan Pavilion kindly?”

”No!”

”You would make their lives worse than death.”

With that, Xu Wendong activated the Wood Element Path inside him. Green light entered Song Ziwei’s body, instantly healing her injuries completely.

This left Song Ziwei feeling absolutely amazed.

Her beautiful eyes revealed deep shock.

She felt a slight cooling sensation enter her body, and her wounds healed immediately.

She had never heard of such a technique, feeling shivers down her spine.

Though her injuries were healed, Song Ziwei remained extremely haggard.

The next moment.

Xu Wendong focused his mind, and his Soul Force, like a lively ribbon, surged out, precisely controlling the well water to float up lightly.

The clear well water sprinkled over Song Ziwei, like a gentle baptism.

Song Ziwei stood there full of humiliation, her white dress stuck tightly to her stunning figure under the water, every curve exuding deadly temptation.

Her full breasts stood high, outlining an enticing curve under the drenched dress.

Like two ripe peaches, round and elastic, seemingly on the edge of bursting with sweet juice.

Through the wet fabric, her delicate skin could be vaguely seen, glowing slightly like white jade.

The protrusion at the top faintly visible, like a tender flower bud, emitting a mysterious and alluring vibe.

With her breathing, the full breasts gently rose and fell, each tremble seemingly telling a tale of raw allure, drawing eyes and speeding hearts.

Her slender waist unable to fill a grip, swaying like a delicate willow branch.

The lines smooth and graceful, seemingly nature’s most perfect creation.

A slight twist, showcasing endless elegance and charm.

Her abdomen is flat and tight, the skin delicate and smooth, without an ounce of excess.

Wrapped in the white dress, her slender waist looked even more appealing, tempting touches to feel its soft warmth.

Her rounded butt lifted perfectly, its curve like ripe peaches.

The plump shape under the dress outlined a charming contour, releasing boundless allure.

Seen from the side, the butt slightly lifted, like a perfect arc, full of feminine charm and seduction, evoking heartthrobs.

Her long, straight legs faintly visible under the dress, straight and symmetrical, without a single bend, each line seemed meticulously measured and crafted.

The knees slightly pink like morning dew on flower petals, emitting a fresh and captivating vibe.

Her calves slender yet powerful, ankles delicate and petite, each small detail mesmerizing.

The whole person exuded a sensual allure from inside out, like a goddess stepped from a painting.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders, a few strands fluttered gently in the breeze, adding to her charm and beauty.

Her eyes like deep lakes, sky blue and clear, seemingly penetrating hearts, now revealing undeniable shame and anger.

Witnessing this scene.

The Guanghan Sect disciples in mid-air couldn’t help but feel parched. Usually, when would they have a chance to see the sister-in-law in such a seductive scene?

”Brother Zhen Jing truly is a fortunate man!” Xu Wendong couldn’t help but sigh, admitting the woman before him was indeed a captivating temptress, alluring.

Even he felt his heart stir.

After all.

Few can resist the allure of a married woman!

Moreover, the husband of this top-grade wife is outside watching every move here.

”Xu Wendong, you will surely be struck by lightning, die a bad death!” Zhen Jing clenched his fists, roaring in anger.

He regretted, should not have followed Zhen Gou’s suggestion, should not have let his wife use the Beauty Trap against Xu Wendong.

Though they believed the Beauty Trap and sacrifice combined could win over Xu Wendong, who could have predicted his depth of scheming.

And now.

Truly lost both the wife and the soldiers!

His wife clearly before him, yet feeling a thousand miles away.

Even with fury and unwillingness, he is helpless.

With their strength, they simply cannot break Xu Wendong’s Formation.

Let alone rescue his wife.

Xu Wendong pulled Song Ziwei’s willow waist close, gazing at the enraged and resentful top-grade wife before him with a playful smile: ”We cultivators, why fear the thunder strike?”

With those words, he kissed Song Ziwei’s sensual red lips with deep affection.