Chapter 22 Chapter 22 I feel a little uncomfortable
The system's words were like a bolt from the blue, but it continued: [Host, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you.]
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[Um... this love thread has no limit on the number of people who can use it.]
Ling Fuying fainted on the spot.
Thinking that Yuchi Xianyue would be here soon, if he was also inhaled... I couldn’t imagine the scene.
She sent a message to Yuchi Xianyue: You don't have to come, my master and I have finished drinking and gone down the mountain.
But she was not sure whether Yuchi Xianyue would come again, so she immediately flew back to Shen Fuxue's cave on her sword.
[System, tell me honestly, does the effect of this love-binding thread differ depending on the amount of energy absorbed?]
[Naturally, the more love-binding threads you inhale, the more pronounced the effect will be, and the more difficult it will be to endure.]
Then Chen Fuxue kept inhaling it, didn't it mean... Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't inhale much.
At this moment, she didn't dare to get close, let alone think about what the scene was like in the house. She seemed to hear faint panting sounds, but she didn't know if it was her illusion.
What should she do now? If she went in to extinguish the incense, she would inevitably inhale the love thread. But if she didn't go in, once Yuchi Xianyue arrived and inhaled it, then the three of them... the thought of that scene made her feel uneasy.
[System, put out the incense, or I'll jump down from here.]
Ling Fuying walked directly to the cliff, as if she would jump off from there if it didn't obey.
The system remained silent. It wished that as many people as possible would be infected. If the host slept with all of them, wouldn't the luck value soar?
Seeing that it didn't answer, Ling Fuying jumped directly off the cliff. The sound of wind was in her ears. She fell rapidly without any intention of flying up on the sword.
As it was about to plummet to the ground, the system quickly said, "System, just destroy it. Host, don't be impulsive!"
Anyway, she has been trapped by the Love Binding Thread, so just destroy it. It can't be too greedy. It is indeed a bit difficult for her to deal with Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue at the same time. This incense is no joke.
[Is it destroyed?] This caused Fu Ying's trust in the system to drop significantly.
[It's gone, it's gone, it's already gone! Host, please don't die again!]
Ling Fuying then flew up on her sword, using her small system to control herself. As soon as she landed, she saw Yuchi Xianyue's back. Her heart skipped a beat. Yuchi Xianyue came really fast.
Yuchi Xianyue turned around and asked, "Madam, you're here just now?"
Hearing this, Fu Ying realized that he hadn't even read the message she sent later.
"I've already gone down the mountain. Master is drunk and resting."
Ling Fuying hoped that the incense in the hall had really gone out, and there might still be some residue in the room. Besides, she didn't know what Chen Fuxue had become, so she had to hold Yuchi Xianyue back for the time being.
"Master is drunk?"
Yuchi Xianyue looked towards the palace gate curiously. Chen Fuxue was drunk, but Ling Fuying, who had such a poor alcohol tolerance, was not drunk?
So he said, "Then let's go in and take a look together."
"Master doesn't like outsiders entering his room. Besides, he's resting and it's not good to disturb him. Let's go first."
"The scenery here is just perfect. Why don't you join me for a few drinks while we wait for Master to wake up?"
Fu Ying felt a surge of heat in her body. The feeling just now was very subtle, but now it was rising steadily. She really had no time to deal with Yuchi Xianyue.
[System, have the love strings in the room been completely untied?]
[It shouldn't be a big problem. Logically, the remaining water will be absorbed by the snow, so even if it does enter, it will be minimal.]
To reassure Fu Ying, she was too lazy to bother with Yuchi Xianyue.
"I want to go down first. If you want to stay, you can stay."
After saying that, she flew down the mountain on her sword. She was not sure about her physical condition and was worried that if she continued she would be exposed in front of Yuchi Xianyue. She had to hurry back to her room.
Yuchi Xianyue followed closely, "Then I'll go with the Madam."
After descending the mountain, he turned his head to look at Ling Fuying, who was walking a little unsteadily, and asked, "Madam, are you drunk too?"
"A little."
Ling Fuying's mouth was dry and her back was already soaked with sweat. Her mind was full of a mess of things, and the person she was having this mess with was Chen Fuxue.
She had such a reaction after inhaling a small amount, and she couldn't imagine what Chen Fuxue was like, but she didn't have the time to worry about his life or death.
For now, she can still endure it and won't pounce like a hungry wolf. She will only do so when she really can't bear it anymore.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her carefully. The girl's eyes were watery. She unconsciously licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue. Her cheeks were slightly red, revealing a bit of charm, which was somewhat different from her previous appearance when she was drunk.
But he didn't delve into it, "Then I'll take the lady back to her room."
"No, I can go back by myself."
She quickened her pace and rushed to her own courtyard. She entered the door, closed it tightly, and refused to let Yuchi Xianyue in.
There was a clear spring in the yard. She didn't care about anything else and jumped into the water. The cool spring water washed away the heat in her body, and she finally felt alive again.
Seeing that its plan had failed, the system earnestly advised: [Host, why bother with so much trouble? Wouldn't it be better to put Chen Fuxue to sleep? His body would be very beneficial to you. It would increase your luck, condense your soul, and improve your cultivation. It's a great tonic. And he must be very capable. He's a natural cauldron!]
[It's a wonderful thing that I can improve my cultivation just by sleeping! ]
Ling Fuying, who was extremely thirsty after soaking in the clear spring, was almost persuaded by the system. However, when she thought about the future of Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue, she felt she couldn't bring herself to do it.
[No, it's too dirty.]
The system was speechless.
[But, he is still clean now. If you really dislike his dirtiness, just ask him to clean himself.]
[System, are you a brothel owner? ]
The system got a little angry. Well, it was really irrefutable. If you don’t eat the food that is delivered to your door, it’s a waste!
As night fell, the dryness in Ling Fuying's body was gradually soothed by the spring water. She got up and went into the house to change her clothes. Exhausted, she fell asleep with her hands on the pillow.
In the middle of the night, Ling Fuying, who was sleeping uneasily, heard a low panting sound in her ear and woke her up with a start.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the man beside the bed.
Chen Fuxue sat beside her bed, her three thousand black hair scattered on her shoulders in a messy manner, her silver-gray eyes were a little out of focus, like an empty shell without a soul.
Ling Fuying turned over and sat up, "Why are you here?"
Chen Fuxue's palms were almost bleeding from being pinched by his nails, and he could only barely resist the surging tide in his body.
He looked as holy and noble as a banished immortal. His snow-white robe looked like a pouring Milky Way in the moonlight, but the corners of his eyes were stained red. His clear voice was filled with the hoarseness of desire. He pursed his lips and whispered, "I feel a little uncomfortable..."
Ling Fuying swallowed his saliva in a very cowardly manner. Chen Fuxue's seemingly clean and noble appearance, untainted by the world, made people want to dirty him, drag him into the quagmire, and let him degenerate and sink in the mud.
Her rationality, which was originally under her control, suddenly collapsed the moment she saw Chen Fuxue, as if there was some invisible thing pulling her and Shen Fuxue together.
Shen Fuxue wanted to touch her, but was afraid that she would be angry.
So he fought hard against his instinct to kiss her, touch her, and press her into the bed. He looked at her longingly and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me..."
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