Chapter 93 Chapter 93 "I'm qualified to be a bed warmer. ...
"Oh?" Yao Ning glanced at him, "How do you want to serve me?"
She put down the wooden comb and sat looking up at Bai Su, but there was a kind of arrogance in her eyes that looked down on everything.
Bai Su finally realized that perhaps this kind of Yao Ning was the real her, a side that she tried hard to hide and never showed to others.
Yao Ning sneered, "Bai Su, am I being too generous to you?"
Bai Su felt Yao Ning's hostility, which was very similar to when Jiang Can put on the mask, the feeling of treating everyone as worthless.
Bai Su was not angry, but instead curled the corners of his mouth.
"Honestly, I just like the way you look down on me and consider killing me at any moment." Bai Su sighed, "It's so beautiful."
Yao Ning looked at Bai Su as if he was looking at a madman.
Bai Su walked over and leaned on the dressing table, his posture lazy and relaxed, as if he and Yao Ning were not a new king and his subordinate, but close friends.
He looked at Yao Ning tenderly and whispered, "Even a dog needs to be fed. If you don't agree, I will declare myself king. I wonder if you and that clueless young girl can control the entire demon world without a helping hand."
"So you are threatening me." Yao Ning narrowed his eyes slightly.
Bai Sumuqiang seems cold but is actually affectionate. Yao Ning thought he had demonstrated his strength and subdued this unruly man, but the situation seemed to be getting out of control.
"How could that be?" Bai Su said gently, "I can't bear to threaten you."
He said he was reluctant, but he did not give in at all. Yao Ning looked at Bai Su coldly, seriously considering whether to kill him now or to bribe him in the end which would be best for him.
She slowly leaned back in her chair: "Even if I agree, I still find it hard to trust you. If you betray me once, you might betray me a second time."
"That really makes me sad." Bai Su stood up and walked to Yao Ning. The close distance made Yao Ning feel uncomfortable instinctively, and he frowned involuntarily.
Bai Su slowly squatted down and looked at Yao Ning who was sitting at eye level.
"You don't have to believe me." He took Yao Ning's hand and put something in her hand.
Yao Ning felt a chill in his palm. He lowered his head and saw a small and exquisite lock with a green copper rust.
She seemed to have seen this thing somewhere before: "What is this?"
Bai Su raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise flashed across his face, then he thought of something and curled up the corners of his mouth: "This thing is called the Pure Heart Lock, it can lock a person's soul."
He held Yao Ning's hand and slowly brought it towards him. Yao Ning frowned and wanted to pull it back, but he restrained him with a little force.
Jiangcan looked at Yao Ning's face in front of him with an obsessed look, and touched his chest with Yao Ning's hand.
He didn't stop even when he touched the chest. His two hands pierced through the warm flesh. The pain made Bai Su's face pale a little, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. But he didn't even make a sound. His eyes were still glued to Yao Ning's face. The movements of his hands were gentle but did not allow for resistance.
Yao Ning wanted to withdraw his hand, but suddenly became curious about what Bai Su was going to do.
Cutting open the chest is just asking for trouble no matter how you look at it.
Yao Ning didn't feel bad at all and was happy to watch the fun.
She touched the beating heart.
At that moment, the playful look on Yao Ning's face disappeared. Although the scene before her was bloody, weird and crazy, she could not help but feel a strange ambiguity.
She was actually touching another person's vital point, and the other person was open to her without any defenses and even actively invited her to touch him.
If she wanted to, she could crush Bai Su's heart and turn him into a corpse.
This feeling of control over life and death, as if she were a god, was even more exciting than when she succeeded to the throne of the Demon Lord.
Bai Su saw Yao Ning's reaction exactly, and his pale thin lips curled up in a happy arc.
"Puff." A very light sound.
Yao Ning felt that Bai Su had hung the lock on his heart.
Yao Ning withdrew his hand.
Bai Su still held her hand tightly, casually lifted the hem of his clothes, and carefully wiped the blood off her hand.
"What are you doing?"
Bai Su wiped her hands carefully and then raised his head: "I entrust my life to you."
Yao Ning looked at the flesh on Bai Su's chest wriggling and slowly healing: "Is that all?"
"Well, this is a good thing. I discovered it by accident. Its previous owner was completely controlled and obeyed everything he said." Bai Su changed the subject. "It was originally broken into pieces. I was curious, so I picked it up and took a lot of effort to restore it. I also asked someone to improve it. Now it will be even more useful and more satisfying to you."
Yao Ning frowned, feeling the incongruity in Bai Su's words, but before she could think about it, Bai Su put another thing on her wrist.
It was a crystal clear bracelet, but upon closer inspection, it was actually ice crystals with small cherry blossom petals with pink and yellow stamens frozen inside. Each petal was not big, and the petals were complete and beautifully shaped.
A bronze key hangs under the bracelet.
"You can use it to open the lock on my heart, or you can destroy it. If you destroy the key, the Qingxin Lock will take my soul with it and turn into ashes. Isn't it fun?" Bai Su said with a smile.
Yao Ning looked at the key, then looked at Bai Su who was smiling.
The last trace of playfulness disappeared from her face, and no emotion could be seen.
Bai Su was not in a hurry and still squatted in front of her.
With both hands on the armrests of the chair, the posture seemed to be hugging Yao Ning, but also like a kind of subtle confinement.
Yao Ning tapped his index finger subconsciously: "Bai Su, what are you doing this for?"
"You know, I like you." Bai Su said frankly, moving closer, his warm breath spraying on Yao Ning's neck, "Since the first time we met, I've wanted to fuck you, Miss."
Yao Ning's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and a strong murderous intent surged out of her without any concealment. However, she did not move, and after her expression changed several times, her brows slowly relaxed.
He even raised the corner of his mouth: "So that's how it is?"
Bai Su also smiled: "That's it."
Yao Ning raised the bracelet to his eyes and looked at it.
"The one you gave to Chen Qian is not as good-looking as this one, right?" Bai Su said, "I can do anything better than him."
Yao Ning was too lazy to explain and just stared at the small key.
After a moment, she lowered her wrist, leaned closer, reached out and lifted Bai Su's chin, and looked at his face twice: "I didn't realize before that you are not bad looking. You are qualified to be a bed warmer."
Bai Su's breath suddenly became heavy, his voice was hoarse, his eyes caressed her cheek blatantly, and he said seductively: "I can be even more beautiful."
"So the appearance of a demon cultivator can be adjusted at will?"
"I can't adjust it." Bai Su stared at Yao Ning steadily, "But I can carve it into the shape you want."
Yao Ning felt that the carving that Bai Su mentioned meant exactly what it said - carving on the original flesh and blood.
She looked at Bai Su with interest for a moment. The obsession and fanaticism in his eyes did not seem fake.
She had never cared about this person before.
She wanted to kill him, to use him, to subjugate him.
Even though she knew Bai Su's thoughts, she never considered him as a romantic partner.
She began to look at Bai Su again.
For the first twenty years of her life, her life was filled with only meditation and cultivation. Looking back now, Yao Ning felt that she was trapped, trapped by the small Xuan Qing Sect, trapped by the glimpse she had of it in her childhood, and trapped by her own obsession that could not be fulfilled.
She had walked out of Xuanqing Sect and left Chen Qian. Should she also give it a try and let go of that ridiculous obsession?
Maybe if she really tried, she would find that she didn't have to be obsessed.
Yao Ning raised his hand like a gift, extended it to Bai Su, and said proudly: "I allow you to be my dog."
Bai Su grabbed her wrist, stared at Yao Ning, and kissed the bracelet with his head tilted.
His eyes were fierce and arrogant: "I only do that one."
*
Shen Qian entered the Demon Realm, his body transformed into lightning along the way, approaching the Demon Lord Palace at an extremely fast speed.
Although his cultivation was high, he was not completely sure that he could go deep into the demon world alone without being blocked. But today his journey was exceptionally smooth.
Even when he accidentally alarmed the demon cultivators, they seemed not to notice.
Who can make their journey smooth?
Shen Qian could only think of three people.
He hoped it was Yao Ning.
"Master, you are still seriously injured. How are you going to bring me back to my uncle?"
"It doesn't matter. Bringing back her cultivation is not important. I have already found my sword."
The conversation with Xianxian before leaving Xuanqing Sect echoed in his mind. Chen Qian did not lie, he really found the sword.
He knew clearly that even after passing the three levels of Tianji Pavilion, he still could not let go of Yao Ning.
He wanted Yao Ning and couldn't bear to see Yao Ning choose someone else.
But they seemed to have reached the end of the road, everything was irreversible, mistakes and misunderstandings were overlapping, Yao Ning would not believe a word he said again.
But so what, Chen Qian thought frantically, it doesn’t matter.
He found the sword.
Thinking of this, Chen Qian looked at his left hand. The new flesh and blood was clearly separated from the original arm. This was the opportunity for him to discover the sword.
He was heartbroken during those days, but as he lay in bed looking at his newly grown left hand, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind and soothed all his pain: even if Yao Ning wanted to hurt him, he would not be willing to cut off the hand holding the sword.
It won't take his life.
This was his sharp sword. No matter how Yao Ning attacked, he would strike at her before she did.
When his right hand was broken, an arm was gone, his body was destroyed, and even his soul was annihilated, he didn't believe that Yao Ning would remain unmoved.
As long as there is a crack in her indifference, Shen Qian's sword will be invincible.
He would first take Yao Ning back to their home, and if she ran away, he would imprison her.
If she disobeyed, he would force her.
Everyone thought that someone as strong as Yao Ning would not tolerate any slight.
But only Chen Qian knew that his Aning actually liked his toughness the most, but was also the most unable to resist his toughness.
Only the most passionate and crazy love can slightly comfort the anxiety in her heart that has lasted for years.
When they are the only ones left, he will tell them everything about his past. He doesn't want anything anymore, including his dignity, his emotional knot, his face, or his image. He only wants Yao Ning.
Even if he let her see his own weakness and meanness, he would not be afraid as long as she didn't leave.
"Aning, I'm here to find you." Chen Qian raised his eyes and looked towards the towering Demon Lord Palace. The lights fell on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, spreading a beautiful light and shadow.
"I know you don't want to hurt me in the slightest."
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