Chapter 9 I am a pervert who covets Xunxun

Xie Xun keenly caught his fleeting pleasure, and felt an even greater chill in his heart.

However, Fu Qinghuai only felt good.

The kind of pleasure that makes your very top of your head tremble!

In his eyes, Xie Xun's desperate counterattack with his Daoist arts didn't seem like a threat, but rather like the fangs of a beautiful venomous snake he had been raising, driven to the brink of despair. Far from frightening him, he found the sight inexplicably adorable and endearing.

He knew that Xie Xun was a tough nut to crack, someone who would rather break than bend.

But the more difficult the situation, the more he wanted to lick this tough nut inch by inch, imbuing it with his own essence.

Forced melons are never sweet, but he just doesn't like sweet melons.

“Heh…” Fu Qinghuai chuckled softly.

The moment Xie Xun heard him chuckle, he warily grabbed the copper coin sword.

The next second, an even thicker black mist, like a giant black python that had come to life, suddenly shot out from the ground and into the air, and with lightning speed, tightly wrapped around Xie Xun's wrists and ankles where he had just cast the spell.

The copper coin sword clattered to the ground, instantly reducing the distance he had just created to zero.

Just moments before the black mist was about to completely lock him down!

Xie Xun raised his unbound hand, his fingertips burning hot, and slammed it into the demon's heart. This action was so unexpected that even Fu Qinghuai's black mist froze for a moment.

"Are you that desperate for love?"

Xie Xun's voice was still a little unsteady from his earlier panting, but his eyes were frighteningly calm, even carrying a hint of mockery. As he spoke, he pressed his fingertips down so hard they almost dug into the other person's soul, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "So desperate that you have to force others to prove that someone wants you?"

These words were incredibly hurtful, piercing the very void that Fu Qinghuai was most unwilling to acknowledge.

The smile on the demon's face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, violent glint in its eyes.

Lack of love?

Yes... how can one not lack love?

Seeing the evil spirit freeze and become enraged as if its lungs had been punctured, a cold glint flashed in Xie Xun's eyes.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was shaken, he suddenly pulled his hand back and changed his footwork at the same time. He managed to escape the evil spirit's restraint again before the black mist completely closed in.

Although still surrounded by black mist, they maintained a relatively safe distance for confrontation.

Xie Xun steadied himself, looked at Fu Qinghuai's gloomy face, and slowly wiped away the bloodstains remaining on his fingertips, as if he hadn't said those heart-wrenching words just now.

"Looks like I was right."

His tone was calm, yet more lethal than any roar.

Fu Qinghuai stared at him, his aura incredibly oppressive. A few seconds later, however, he suddenly broke into a ferocious smile.

He leaned close to Xie Xun's ear and chuckled in a hoarse, breathy voice.

“Xunxun is right…” The demon’s icy lips almost touched the reddened earlobe, his voice thick and ambiguous, “I’m starved for love, so starved that I’m going crazy.”

"That's precisely why,"

Fu Qinghuai's voice suddenly turned cold, with a chilling, sticky quality, "That's why I want to hold onto you even tighter. I want to imbue you with my scent inside and out, brand you with my mark, and make you completely mine."

"You're insane! You're a fucking freak!"

Xie Xun trembled with rage, provoked by such blatant blasphemy, and blurted out, "A shameless, despicable pervert who covets men! Get out!"

However, upon hearing this, Fu Qinghuai seemed to have heard some wonderful praise, and actually laughed, his laughter twisted and joyful.

He even deliberately rubbed his lips against Xie Xun's earlobe, which was so red it was practically bleeding, and readily admitted it.

"Yes, I am a pervert."

Fu Qinghuai's deep peach blossom eyes clearly reflected Xie Xun's face, which was filled with shame and indignation. This appearance was like an aphrodisiac to him, and his tone gradually became obsessive, "But you are wrong about one thing. I am a pervert who only gets horny towards Xun Xun and only covets Xun Xun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head.

Its nose brushed against Xie Xun's neck, and it took a deep breath as if confirming its territory, its sharp teeth hovering dangerously beside the throbbing carotid artery.

It seemed as if it was about to pierce in the next second, yet it lingered and hesitated.

Enraged by his actions, Xie Xun felt a surge of violent anger, as if he had been utterly offended. He suddenly tilted his head back and slammed his forehead into Fu Qinghuai's nose.

"Ha, so a thousand-year-old evil spirit is no different from a stray dog ​​on the roadside!"

Xie Xun's voice was venomous, laced with mocking laughter. Meeting the demon's pupils, which suddenly constricted in pain, he slowly added the last sentence, "Seeing a piece of meat, all you do is drool and pounce on it? How cheap."

Fu Qinghuai was knocked back slightly by his reckless counterattack, a stinging sensation running down his nose. But the excitement in his eyes suddenly exploded, like a fuse that had been ignited.

He laughed again, his fingers suddenly gripping Xie Xun's chin with such force that it almost crushed his bones, forcing the other to look directly into his eyes.

It was brimming with burning desire.

"Yes, that's it..."

Even being compared to a stray dog ​​didn't extinguish the lust in Fu Qinghuai's eyes; instead, it flared up as if oil had been poured on them. He chuckled hoarsely, a laugh tinged with the pleasure of being insulted.

“You’re right, I am a wild dog that has been starving for a thousand years.” He readily admitted Xie Xun’s humiliation. “Xun Xun, you’re right.”

"And you are the bone I've set my sights on."

At this point, the demon's fingertips lingered suggestively on Xie Xun's lower lip as he uttered lewd words, "The harder the bone, the more flavorful it is to gnaw on. Once I've dismantled this hard bone of yours from skin to marrow and devoured it, melting it into my body... let's see how sharp-tongued you still are."

Xie Xun was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with rage.

"you say,"

The demon almost kissed the other's lips in a whisper, its voice hoarse, "Could this be considered another kind of fusion of bones and blood?"

Xie Xun was so enraged by the devil's shameless words that he laughed instead. The smile was breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold.

This time, he didn't avoid the near-kissing distance. Instead, he moved closer, nose to nose, their breaths mingling as he stared intently into the demon's alluring eyes and sneered.

"Want to eat me?" His eyes gleamed with an almost manic excitement. "Sure."

"but……"

Xie Xun lowered his voice, leaned close to the demon's ear, and whispered like a devil, "You'd better think carefully first: are you going to tear my bones apart and swallow them, or am I going to dissect your soul and live inside it..."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Fu Qinghuai's throat, as if he was about to snap it in two the next second, his laughter mixed with madness.

"Day and night, I will gnaw at your resentment until I completely drain you from your insides."

Xie Xun tilted his head, revealing an innocent yet malicious smile.

"By then, I wonder if we will become one with blood and flesh, or if you will become the vessel that sustains me?"

He exhaled softly, with pure malice, "Let's see who eats whom in the end."