Chapter 22 You're covered in my scent, inside and out.
His reaction was so intense that even Master Liu, who was not far away, cast a questioning glance at him.
Just as he was about to come over and ask something, Ye Zi and Xiao Chen kept him busy searching the haunted house. When Qiangzi saw that Xie Xunzhen hadn't found anything, he chuckled and turned his phone back on, then went over to Ye Zi and the others to continue his live stream.
Qiangzi was really too strange, and he didn't find Qiangzi's body or anything to prove his identity in this place.
Could it be... that Ye Zi and Xiao Chen died during the last live stream, and only Brother Qiang escaped alone?
Xie Xun frowned, but before he could think it through, a strong sense of dizziness suddenly struck him. The cluttered room in front of him began to twist and spin, and he heard a series of piercing and sharp sounds.
Xie Xun swayed, feeling dizzy.
This is a typical sign of severe exhaustion, compounded by the fact that he just experienced an endless death loop and damaged his heart meridian in order to force Fu Qinghuai out.
Although he was unconscious for a while, how could he recover so quickly?
Moreover, a pure Yin constitution is like the flesh of Tang Sanzang; when extremely weak, its attraction to surrounding Yin energy increases exponentially.
Xie Xun barely managed to steady himself by bracing himself against the rough, dusty wall beside him, no longer caring about whether it was clean or not.
The next second, he was suddenly slammed into a hard chest, and his waist was tightly wrapped around the other person from behind.
Smelling that faint, cool fragrance, he knew who it was even with his eyes closed.
"Xunxun, are you feeling unwell?"
Fu Qinghuai's voice rang close to his ear, still sweet and gentle, but the arms around his waist were very tight, and the close proximity made him stiffen.
"You, let go."
Xie Xun tried to break free from his grasp, but found that he couldn't even muster that much strength, so he could only lean against him for the time being.
Fu Qinghuai turned his head and pressed it against Xie Xun's weak and beautiful face. As his fingertips caressed Xie Xun's waist in an ambiguous way, his brows gradually furrowed.
Xie Xun appeared to be fine after falling into a deep sleep, but his energy was almost completely depleted. In addition, the chaotic pure yin energy clashed with the evil energy of this haunted house.
If this body he had his eye on were to be damaged, or if it were to be devoured by those ignorant descendants of the Liu family, he would be in serious trouble.
He will be very, very unhappy.
"Don't get so close."
"Xunxun seems to be lacking energy..."
Fu Qinghuai ignored his struggles, lowered his head, and his lips were almost touching the skin of Xie Xun's neck. "Perfect timing. You haven't absorbed any nourishment yet. Why don't I transfer some ghostly power to you to alleviate your immediate crisis? It's better than you collapsing right now and being slaughtered, isn't it?"
His tone was gentle, even conciliatory, but his actions were extremely domineering.
Before Xie Xun could respond, the hand around his waist tightened even more. Then, Xie Xun felt a sharp, stabbing pain on the side of his neck.
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, the demon unexpectedly pierced the skin of his neck with its sharp fangs.
"Ugh...!"
Xie Xun couldn't help but let out a short, labored breath, his voice trembling with pain, which carried a hint of eroticism in the cramped space.
He could clearly feel the two sharp teeth deeply embedded in his flesh.
It was more intense than last time, but after the stinging pain, a strange, indescribable tingling sensation gradually spread.
Xie Xun trembled instinctively, his legs going weak. Fu Qinghuai tightened his grip on his waist, pressing him even deeper into his body, the sounds of him swallowing becoming exceptionally clear and lewd.
After a while, Fu Qinghuai probably felt he had had enough. He slowly released his fangs and even licked the two small wounds with the tip of his tongue, bringing a wet, itchy sensation.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he turned the person over, half-embracing him face to face, looking down at Xie Xun's flushed cheeks and his fox-like eyes that were momentarily lost in thought, and smiled smugly.
Like a large dog that has finally been marked.
"Xunxun, now none of the evil things dare to covet you."
He gently wiped away the beads of blood seeping from Xie Xun's neck, then put his fingertips in his mouth, his movements light and flirtatious, his voice carrying the satisfaction of a full meal, "You're covered in my scent inside and out."
The stinging pain on Xie Xun's neck had not yet subsided, and the wet touch and Fu Qinghuai's ambiguous words made his stomach churn, making him so nauseous that he almost laughed out loud.
He turned his head away to avoid the uncomfortable gaze, while rubbing the bitten spot on his neck hard with the back of his hand.
The movements were swift and decisive, revealing undisguised disgust.
However, he paused slightly when his fingertips touched his skin.
The body, which had felt as heavy as lead just moments before, now felt surprisingly much lighter. Although the dizziness and fatigue hadn't completely disappeared, they seemed to have been suddenly suppressed by a powerful force.
That's right, when this madman was sucking blood just now, it seems he also transferred ghostly power to him.
Being coveted by a male ghost is disgusting, but a little sweetness will bring a decent reward.
Xie Xun lowered his eyes, a deep sense of calculation surging within them.
Perhaps... he could occasionally offer some small favors.
This allowed the pervert who coveted men to mistakenly believe he had a chance, just like training a dog.
First, offer bait to guide behavior, then reinforce obedience.
If we can keep him working for us with minimal cost and get him to clear all obstacles in our path, that would be a brilliant plan.
As for what Fu Qinghuai wanted to get from him?
Xie Xun's lips curled into a mocking smile.
Aside from the small favor he willingly offered, this devil won't get a single hair on his head.
However, Xie Xun's downcast and silent demeanor was interpreted by Fu Qinghuai as shyness and tacit consent.
The beauty's long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and her tightly pursed thin lips were nothing short of a seductive touch to the demon's senses.
Xie Xun should be starting to fall for him, right?
Although he had been trapped in that broken jade for hundreds of years, he knew everything he should and shouldn't know.
He had just saved Xie Xun from dire straits, and now he had transferred a lot of his ghostly power to him, which could easily trigger the so-called suspension bridge effect.
What's that saying again? A life-saving grace should be repaid with one's own body.
Fu Qinghuai pressed his tongue against his palate, savoring the sweet pure yin energy between his teeth and the adorable look of the person in front of him with his eyes lowered. This brought him both psychological and physiological satisfaction, making him feel somewhat elated.
The smile in her peach blossom eyes grew even stronger, almost overflowing.
Humans are arguably the most vulnerable and the most easily moved by this kind of hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scenario.
This little guy must be feeling a mix of fear and gratitude right now. He's bound to develop some chick-like feelings towards his only support.
So pitifully naive, yet so alluring.
Fu Qinghuai could almost foresee how this calm and self-possessed little guy would gradually be drawn into the web he had woven, from being forced to endure to being half-willing and half-pushed.
Finally, she completely succumbed to him, willingly giving him everything.
Afterwards, he coldly absorbs Xie Xun's soul, at which point the broken contract will also be destroyed by him.
The descendants of the Xie family should have been completely devoured by him, body and soul, skin and bones, leaving not a trace, just to barely avenge this centuries-old feud.
However, the descendants of the Liu family have quite an appetite.
The smile in Fu Qinghuai's peach blossom eyes gradually turned into real killing intent.
Not only did it absorb his remnant soul, but Xie Xun, who even dared to covet him, is now even trying to devour him, Fu Qinghuai.
They're really asking for it!
Thinking of this, Fu Qinghuai let out a barely audible chuckle, carrying a condescending cruelty.
Xie Xun: "..."
Neuropathy.
I have no idea what kind of crazy things this pervert is imagining now. It's really baffling.
He frowned and tried to push away the heavy thing hanging on him, but at that moment, everything around him suddenly distorted!
The storage room seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hand, and the surrounding scenery collapsed. A familiar sense of weightlessness suddenly gripped him.
"Search—!"
Fu Qinghuai's angry roar seemed to come from the distant underwater depths, instantly becoming indistinct.
The next second, the world spun around him, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped him once again.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in front of address 1674, holding a selfie stick, with a dense bar of comments scrolling rapidly across his phone screen.
And what was reflected in the camera was Qiangzi's face, which was full of excitement and agitation!
At this moment, he uncontrollably shouted at the camera:
"Family members! Send gifts! Tonight we'll uncover the secrets of a real haunted house! One of Hong Kong's top ten unsolved mysteries: a murder case in a public housing estate three years ago, in which a family of four all died!"
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