Chapter 517: Lin Yue, right in front of Yan Qingjue, together!

When she opened her eyes again, Lin Yue found herself in a place that was both unfamiliar and festive—to be precise, inside a bridal chamber.

The windows and doors of the bridal chamber were tightly sealed with red festive paper, plunging the room into dimness, with only a few flickering candles barely illuminating the surrounding environment.

Lin Yue had only stayed there for a short moment.

A strong fragrance of rouge frequently drifted through the air, though it did not smell pungent, filling the entire bridal chamber and lingering for a long time.

The most eye-catching thing here was the large circular bed in the middle, which was big enough for five or six people to sleep on.

Scattered on the bed were some strange things: a section of thick red leather rope, a pool of solidified red candle wax, and a few small porcelain bottles filled with unknown ointments.

Lin Yue was deeply puzzled by the ambiguous environment before her. Just moments ago, when Sect Master Ouyang activated the mountain-protecting array, she had been full of anticipation.

Who would have thought that this array would teleport her directly into this bridal chamber full of suggestive props.

Just at this moment, Ouyang Luoluo and Yan Qingjue were also teleported here right after.

As soon as the two landed, Ouyang Luoluo failed to stand steady wearing her heavy wedding robes, twisted her ankle, and fell to the ground.

She struggled to get up, raised her head to see the layout of the room, and then looked at Yan Qingjue standing aside. Her originally rosy cheeks instantly turned pale with anger.

"What the hell is that old fogey playing at!"

"It is rare for the Qingyun Sect to use the mountain-protecting array, yet it failed to get rid of Yan Qingjue and instead wasted this opportunity."

"And it even brought Yan Qingjue along into the bridal chamber night prepared for Lin Yue. What is the meaning of this?"

"This is a bridal chamber I meticulously decorated!"

Ouyang Luoluo stamped her feet in anger, pointed at the empty air, and continued her rant: "When I get out, I will pluck out every single one of his beard hairs and smash all of his precious teapots!"

Hiding in a corner and watching the furious Ouyang Luoluo, Lin Yue wisely kept her mouth shut, only wanting to minimize her presence as much as possible.

Beside them, Yan Qingjue unhurriedly patted her plain white dress, and then walked casually through this hidden bridal chamber.

Right now, she had no weapon on her, and her only shuangxue sword was currently holding back Liu Yiyi.

It did not let her easily escape from the trap set by her own sword spirit.

Ouyang Luoluo stopped her scolding, turned her head toward Yan Qingjue, and asked strangely, "What are you trying to do?"

But she was ignored by Yan Qingjue with a cold look. Yan Qingjue stopped in front of the bridal chamber door, looking at the sealed gate, and intended to reach out and touch it.

But before she could touch it, a faint layer of cyan spiritual energy suddenly emerged on the door, bouncing her entire body back.

She tried her best to steady her body from falling and slightly frowned, then wanted to mobilize her own spiritual energy to break the barrier here.

Yet she found that her spiritual energy had miraculously vanished inside this barrier? Or rather, it had become extremely thin, a world of difference compared to before.

"How is this possible?"

Yan Qingjue's tone revealed rare disbelief.

Watching Yan Qingjue making a fuss over nothing, Ouyang Luoluo raised her voice and said sarcastically.

"Yan Qingjue, it's useless, you can't get out. This is the bridal chamber night for Lin Yue and me. This barrier was set up specifically to prevent Lin Yue from running away."

Lin Yue: "…"

Never had she expected that this barrier was actually set up to guard against her? Just how wild and perverted would Ouyang Luoluo's games be later on to make her harbor thoughts of escaping?

Ouyang Luoluo added.

"Here, we are all ordinary people without the blessing of spiritual energy. If we want to fight here, we can only rely on our real skills. Besides, I disdain to fight with certain people; right now, I only want to 'fight' with Lin Yue."

Lin Yue: "Huh? Fight with me?"

After saying this, Ouyang Luoluo gathered her wedding robes and came before Lin Yue. Before leaving, she cast a resentful glance at Yan Qingjue, as if speaking deliberately.

"Lin Yue, the hour is late. Let's go, to the bed to get down to business, right in front of Yan Qingjue, together!"