silvysartfulness:Chapter VI - Sticks And Stones of Heaven Has A Road But No One Walks It is up! :D “

silvysartfulness:Chapter VI - Sticks And Stones of Heaven Has A Road But No One Walks It is up! :D “Are you fucking kidding me?”Xue Yang had gone from disinterestedly jabbing at the tongue of a dead snake with his pointy stick to dropping into battle stance the moment the ropes came back out, as though seriously intending to take on Fuxue armed with a twig. Please, Song Lan thought. Please do. Just give me a sliver of a reason.“Xiao Xingchen!” Xue Yang called out, dancing a few steps back as he stepped forward, keeping tauntingly out of reach. “Daozhang, we just fought side by side, and you’re going to let him tie me up again? What if there are more snakes! Do you really think this is fair?”Xingchen looked decidedly uncomfortable, sheathing Shuanghua with far more attention and elaborate care than he ever did, fooling absolutely no-one. But he kept silent, which was taking sides in itself.Xue Yang’s face went hard, lips pressed together.“Really.”He skipped another two steps back, staying just far enough out of reach, and Song Lan felt himself running out of patience fast. He sent Fuxue forth to slice at the nimble demon’s legs, and missed only because of a particularly acrobatic dodge that would have been a lot more impressive if the man hadn’t promptly misstepped and tripped over his own feet, going down like a tree.Xue Yang twisted into the fall, rolling with it, instantly half back up on his feet again, but the brief stumble had given Song Lan the time he needed to finally get close enough, clenching his fist tight on the first thing he could grab onto, a handful of clothes and hair, and tugged.Instantly going limp, Xue Yang fell away and the sudden dropping weight almost made him lose both balance and grip, but he caught himself and yanked hard, slamming the man down among the leaves.Snarling and spitting foul curses Xue Yang twisted in his grasp, every bit as slippery as the snakes, legs coming up to kick at his face. He wasn’t particularly strong, though, Song Lan distantly thought, giving him a rough shake. Down one arm and most of his blood, fighting the snakes seemed to have taken care of whatever sheer spite-fueled strength was left.——Longest chapter written for the story so far - it’s a feels-y ride!Go read, and please leave a comment or some tags to let me know what you think! ♥♥♥ -- source link

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