Chapter 46 Kissing in the Cave, Lonely Man and Woman, That Kind of Drug
“Leaving the sound, leaving the sound—”
Fu Yunshu quickly walked to Yin Lisheng's side, squatted down to check on his condition.
Yin Lisheng's face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Fu Yunshu reached out to check his pulse, her brows furrowed.
"Li Sheng?" Fu Yunshu gently nudged Yin Li Sheng, trying to wake him up.
Yin Lisheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had heard Fu Yunshu's voice, but his consciousness remained hazy. His body curled up slightly, as if he were enduring some indescribable pain.
Fu Yunshu's heart tightened. What was going on?
Yin Lisheng opened his eyes groggily, feeling unbearably hot all over, as if countless tiny flames were flickering inside him, making his mouth dry and his consciousness blurred.
He could barely make out the figure in front of him, and a low, hoarse cry escaped his throat: "Master..."
"I am here."
Fu Yunshu moved a little closer, and his finger accidentally brushed against a certain spot, causing him to stiffen.
One night six years ago, Yin Lisheng leaned against him and kept groaning uncontrollably. Fu Yunshu thought he was sick, but when a hard object pressed against his back, Fu Yunshu realized that the child had grown up.
So the next day he had the people of Qifeng build a house for Yin Lisheng.
Six years have passed, and Yin Lisheng is now an adult, even stronger than him, and his manhood is... completely different now.
Fu Yunshu closed his eyes. It seemed he had been drugged. What should he do?
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After Yu Jiangheng was seriously injured by Master Li, the other disciples of Qingyuan Sect carried him back to the City Lord's Mansion.
His injuries were severe; he had a deep, bone-revealing sword wound in his chest, and blood stained half of his robe. His eyes remained closed.
Yin Simiao stood outside the door, clutching a bottle of high-quality healing pills in her hand, hesitating whether to go in.
"Hmph, isn't this guy usually pretty good? How come he's in such a sorry state this time?" Yin Simiao muttered under her breath, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction, but her eyes kept glancing into the room.
He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and went inside. Yu Jiangheng was lying on the bed, his face pale, his eyes closed, seemingly already asleep.
Yin Simiao tiptoed to the bedside, looked down at Yu Jiangheng's injuries, and frowned even more.
"You've been beaten to a pulp, and you still have the nerve to call yourself the senior disciple of Qingyuan Sect?" Yin Simiao complained as she poured a pill from the bottle and carefully put it into Yu Jiangheng's mouth.
Yu Jiangheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he sensed something, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Yin Simiao immediately put on a stern face and pretended to be impatient: "Oh, you're awake."
Yu Jiangheng looked at Yin Simiao, a slight smile playing on his lips, his voice weak: "Why are you here?"
Yin Simiao snorted coldly and turned her head away: "Of course I'm here to laugh at you."
"Yes, this is probably the first time you've seen me in such a sorry state," Yu Jiangheng said, his expression somber.
Yin Simiao blurted out, "It's not the first time."
Yu Jiangheng was taken aback. "What?"
Yin Simiao remained silent.
Yu Jiangheng blinked, then suddenly thought of a possibility.
"The bottle of pills outside my door fifty-six years ago was left by you."
“No,” Yin Simiao said expressionlessly.
Yu Jiangheng chuckled softly.
Fifty-six years ago, he led several fellow apprentices on their first mission.
Since it was their first time, the task they received was relatively simple: to help the villagers drive away some monsters.
I thought there was only one ordinary Netherwolf, but the intelligence was wrong; it was a pack.
At that time, Yu Jiangheng was only at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. As the senior disciple and the one with the highest cultivation among their group, he naturally took on the responsibility of leading the team.
They successfully killed the pack of Nether Wolves, but Yu Jiangheng was seriously injured as a result. In order not to worry his junior brothers and sisters, he endured all the way to Qingyuan Sect before falling into a coma.
When I woke up, I was already in my own room, and my injuries had been treated.
Yu Jiangheng got out of bed and opened the door, only to find a bottle of pills lying quietly on the floor.
There was no one around. A gentle breeze blew by, and the locust blossoms fell all over the ground.
Yu Jiangheng chuckled, thinking that this guy was probably hiding behind the locust tree at the time.
His voice was low and hoarse: "Thank you, Simiao."
Yin Simiao's face flushed instantly. He turned his head sharply and glared at Yu Jiangheng: "Who wants your thanks! Hurry up and heal your injuries, don't be a burden to everyone!"
After saying that, he turned to leave, but Yu Jiangheng grabbed his wrist.
Yin Simiao paused for a moment, then looked down at Yu Jiangheng and found that his eyes were exceptionally gentle.
"Si Miao, you've always cared about me, haven't you?" Yu Jiangheng's voice carried a hint of teasing.
Yin Simiao's face turned even redder. He forcefully shook off Yu Jiangheng's hand and said angrily, "Stop flattering yourself! I don't care about you. Apply the medicine yourself!"
After saying that, he rushed out of the room without looking back, leaving Yu Jiangheng alone on the bed with a faint smile on his lips.
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Yin Lisheng's face grew increasingly flushed, and his breathing became rapid. Fu Yunshu's heart sank.
He reached out to feel Yin Lisheng's pulse, and the moment his fingertips touched his skin, he felt a burning heat.
Fu Yunshu frowned and asked in a low voice, "Li Sheng, how are you feeling?"
Yin Lisheng did not answer, but unconsciously leaned closer to Fu Yunshu, as if this could relieve the heat in his body.
His forehead rested on Fu Yunshu's shoulder, his breathing rapid and disordered, his hot breath spraying onto Fu Yunshu's neck.
Fu Yunshu's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that the effects of the medicine in Ban Lisheng's body had taken hold. He quickly took out a Qingxin Pill from his Qiankun Bag and tried to feed it to Yin Lisheng, but Yin Lisheng kept his lips tightly closed and refused to swallow.
"Li Sheng, listen to me, take your medicine," Fu Yunshu coaxed in a low voice, his tone tinged with anxiety.
Yin Lisheng seemed not to hear him, but only tightly gripped Fu Yunshu's sleeve, her voice hoarse and weak: "Master... I'm so hot..."
Fu Yunshu felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that Yin Lisheng was already under the influence of the drug. He tried to feed him several more times, but it was to no avail.
He gritted his teeth, put the Qingxin Pill in his mouth, lowered his head and covered Yin Lisheng's lips, trying to transfer the medicine to him in this way.
Yin Lisheng's lips were burning hot; Fu Yunshu's touch seemed to ignite the last shred of reason within him. He instinctively responded to Fu Yunshu's kiss, his hands gripping Fu Yunshu's clothes tightly, as if a drowning man were grasping at a last straw.
Fu Yunshu felt a jolt when he sensed Yin Lisheng's response, but he quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and focused on feeding the pill into Yin Lisheng's mouth.
After feeding him the medicine, Yin Lisheng refused to let go of him. Instead, she entwined her lips and tongue with his even more forcefully, as if she wanted to draw more coolness from him.
"Li Sheng..." Fu Yunshu called softly, trying to push him away, but Yin Li Sheng seemed to have lost his mind, clinging tightly to him and refusing to let go.
Fu Yunshu was extremely anxious. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to press on Yin Lisheng's acupoints, trying to make him fall into a temporary coma.
Yin Lisheng grabbed his hand; the guy was incredibly strong, and Fu Yunshu couldn't break free at all. Yin Lisheng leaned forward, one hand around Fu Yunshu's waist, the other hand gripping the back of his head, pinning him down.
Their lips met again, and Fu Yunshu was startled, her pupils dilated, and her lips involuntarily parted slightly.
Seizing the opportunity, Yin Lisheng skillfully pried open Fu Yunshu's teeth with his tongue, leaving Fu Yunshu only able to whimper and retreat step by step. Unfortunately, his retreat only emboldened Yin Lisheng to launch an even more domineering assault, deepening the kiss.
However, Yin Lisheng was not in his right mind at the moment, and he lost his strength after kissing for a while. Fu Yunshu prepared to escape from under him.
However, Yin Lisheng seemed to sense his intention, and suddenly grabbed his hand, her voice hoarse and pleading: "Master... don't go..."
Fu Yunshu's heart softened; he couldn't bear to hurt him. He sighed and whispered reassuringly, "Lisheng, Master is here and won't leave."
Yin Lisheng seemed to have taken his words to heart and relaxed slightly, but the burning heat within him still tormented him. He unconsciously rubbed against Fu Yunshu's body, trying to find some relief.
Fu Yunshu sensed his movement and gently patted Yin Lisheng's back to calm him down.
His heart was filled with mixed emotions. Although he knew it was because of the effects of the medicine, Fu Yunshu still felt a sense of shame.
This is his apprentice, a child he has watched grow up, yet here they are doing such... intimate things.
Fu Yunshu was somewhat disoriented.
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In another secret room of the city lord's mansion, Ji Yuanbai stood coldly in front of Luo Yun.
Luo Yun was tied to a stone pillar, her body covered in wounds, clearly having undergone a severe interrogation.
Chu Yu, Duan Xuan, and Ji Hanyu stood aside, quietly watching everything.
Ji Yuanbai held a sharp dagger in his hand, the blade still stained with blood. He slowly walked up to Luo Yun, his voice icy: "Speak, how many strongholds does your demon race still have in Central Continent? What exactly does Yan Nanqiu want?"
Luo Yun raised her head, a mocking smile on her lips: "Ji Yuanbai, I have no chance of survival now that I'm in your hands. Even if you kill me, I will not betray His Highness the Crown Prince."
Ji Yuanbai's eyes turned cold, and the dagger in his hand suddenly pierced Luo Yun's shoulder, corroding the flesh around the wound inch by inch.
Luo Yun groaned, blood flowing down her arm, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to speak.
The dagger in his hand spun slowly, the blade twisting in Luo Yun's wound, blood gushing out continuously. Luo Yun's face grew paler and paler, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
“There’s something I find strange,” Ji Yuanbai said, as the dagger in his hand plunged into Luo Yun’s other shoulder. “You’re Yan Ji’s subordinate, so why are you working for Yan Nanqiu this time?”
Luo Yun sneered, "The strong prey on the weak, and the victor is king. The Demon Lord has fallen, and Yan Nanqiu is now the ruler of the Demon Realm. Naturally, I will pledge my allegiance to him."
Ji Yuanbai scoffed, "Is this your 'loyalty'? You address Yan Nanqiu by his first name and address Yan Ji by his title."
"I can believe the other four of the five demon generals to some extent when they say this, but I don't believe you when you say it."
"You love Yan Ji so much that you took the fatal sword of Liu Shuang Zhenren for him with your own body, and you even risked your family to get rid of the Demon Queen."
"With the hatred of killing your mother, how could Yan Nanqiu possibly accept you?"
Luo Yun laughed heartily, "Ji Yuanbai, you are indeed very clever, but you will never know the truth!"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed. Ji Yuanbai frowned, stepped forward to check her breathing, and said coldly, "She's dead."
Chu Yu was stunned. Was Luo Yun really dead?
Duan Xuan stared at Luo Yun's corpse, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. She said in a low voice, "Patriarch Ji, what should we do next? We still don't know the cause of Zhou Dazhuang's death."
“What other special reason could there be for having his tongue cut off?” Ji Yuanbai sneered. “Words can be dangerous. Didn’t you just say that person loved to boast? I guess Luo Yun overheard him mocking Yan Ji.”
"Patriarch Ji, what should we do now? Should we go and help Immortal Venerable Huaiwei find someone first?" Chu Yu asked.
Ji Hanyu's expression stiffened, and she looked nervously at Ji Yuanbai.
Ji Yuanbai noticed his unusual behavior, but he was too lazy to investigate the answer.
"That's Immortal Venerable Huaiwei's business. We don't need to get involved. I don't even know his disciple."
Ji Hanyu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as her uncle didn't go looking for Yin Lisheng, she wouldn't see his face, and therefore...
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Fu Yunshu thought that feeding Yin Lisheng the Qingxin Pill would relieve the effects of the medicine, but gradually he noticed something was wrong. The child was getting hotter and hotter, and his temperature didn't drop at all.
What kind of drug did Yin Lisheng take?
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Author's note: Please, reviewers, have mercy on me. Thank you so much.
I was going to update more today, but I'm a bit too tired to write anymore, so I'll stop here for today. [heart emoji]
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