Chapter 120 It’s Okay Even If You Lie to Me
Jiang Qiu: "!!"
Feng Li must be crazy!!!
Jiang Qiu didn't dare to stop for a moment, he used his escape skill and ran away.
But this time, he flew several hundred meters at a speed that was like a walk in front of Feng Li. Jiang Qiu looked at Feng Li's figure in disbelief as he was about to catch up.
Is this the speed a human should have?
Why couldn't he outrun him even after using system skills?
Jiang Qiu gritted his teeth and sped up his escape, but just as he had gained some distance, Feng Li's massive body pressed down on him. He grabbed his hand and, with a force that nearly broke his shoulder, dropped him at an incredible speed, forcing him to retreat until he had nowhere to retreat and was crushed against the stone wall with a thud!
Jiang Qiu roared in his heart: System, are you selling fake goods?
At this time, no matter how hard he pressed the key, the system was silent as if it had been disconnected.
Jiang Qiu cried out in pain, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"Your Majesty...you, let me go."
Feng Li said coldly: "Are you still running?"
His eyes were an abnormal red, and his breathing was heavier than before. Jiang Qiu knew that this was the effect of the Hehuan Powder. Feng Li was truly a madman.
Jiang Qiu tried hard not to cry out in pain, but the thin sweat that continued to form on his face betrayed him. The fabric on his back had been rubbed by the rough wall, and the wound hurt, but it was nowhere near as painful as Feng Li's arm, which was about to break his shoulder. Feng Li held Jiang Qiu tightly, holding both of his wrists tightly against his chest with one hand, and pressing his knee against Jiang Qiu. Jiang Qiu could not move, and could only stare at Feng Li with a look of shock and fear.
Feng Li smiled coquettishly, but his eyes were as deep as a cold pond. He slowly leaned down, sniffing Jiang Qiu's neck greedily and crazily, and whispered coldly in his ear:
"I'm asking you a question, why are you still running?"
Jiang Qiu was silent: “............” Nonsense.
As he spoke, he increased the force in his hand, and Jiang Qiu's shoulder felt like it was breaking at the bone, and he screamed in pain.
If you want a chance, of course you have to run.
Jiang Qiu gritted his teeth and said nothing, as if he wanted to confront him.
The silent reaction and the look full of dissatisfaction obviously angered Feng Li. Feng Li's eyes darkened. He pinched Jiang Qiu's chin and directly blocked his mouth. He domineeringly and impatiently ravaged the pair of lips that always irritated him. Jiang Qiu struggled, but no matter how he tried to break free, it was in vain.
It wasn't until Jiang Qiu was dizzy from Kou Wu that Feng Li let him go. He licked the corner of his lips and coldly stroked his lips in the red moon. "Left Protector, I've been too good to you. That's why you have the courage to escape again and again. Do you really think I don't know about your little tricks? Originally, I just wanted to turn a blind eye, but people are always greedy. That woman is the most beautiful woman in Yaoyue Pavilion, right? Her name is? Zhang Chuchu? She encouraged you to escape? Left Protector, please think about how I should treat her well?"
Feng Li's words chilled Jiang Qiu's spines. They still brought up Zhang Chuchu. Jiang Qiu didn't know how to respond. If he remained silent, what if Feng Li got angry and started targeting Zhang Chuchu? But if he spoke, wouldn't it be clear that he was defending Zhang Chuchu, and wouldn't that have a worse effect?
In the end, Jiang Qiu was forced to speak, gritting his teeth and saying:
"Your Majesty, you cannot touch her."
Feng Li narrowed his eyes: "No? Are you threatening me? Or are you begging me?"
Feng Li gave a chilling smile.
Under the oppression of Feng Li's evil-filled demonic energy, Jiang Qiu trembled all over. The fear of Feng Li, which had finally subsided, grew again. He didn't dare to gamble on what would happen if Feng Li really attacked Zhang Chuchu. If that happened, all his hopes would be destroyed. He couldn't let Zhang Chuchu get involved. Jiang Qiu bit his lip, his eyes bloodshot with anger. Feng Li, Feng Li is really a lunatic.
What should he do?
Feng Li's hand stroked his eyebrows, nose, and neck, sliding to his collar, and he said softly but with an unquestionable command:
"Left Protector, please, I beg you, I might consider letting her go."
As he said that, with a loud bang, the Y material was torn apart...
"You like to escape so much. It seems you really like the outside world. How about you stay here, in your favorite vast world, and enjoy the pleasure of this Lord?"
Jiang Qiu felt a chill all over his body. It was the night market time. Even though most of the tribesmen had already hidden back in their homes because of Feng Li's oppressive demonic aura, there were still many fearless gossipers who lifted the curtains and secretly looked at them. If... this angle had a clear view.
Feng Li's action is as good as his desire
Jiang Qiu was unable to move and was filled with shame and anger. Even his teeth were trembling. He took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, "Your Majesty, please..."
"Is this your attitude when asking for help?" Feng Li curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
Damn him, this idiot.
Jiang Qiu: "Your Majesty, what do you want?"
Feng Li buried his head in Jiang Qiu's neck, gently licked his earlobe, and said faintly: "Isn't the Left Guardian very good at Qu Yue's affairs? What are you pretending now? It's just that you take the initiative..."
Looking at Jiang Qiu's scarlet eyes, the look of shame, anger and embarrassment, and the humiliation that could not be hidden in his eyes, it made his heart tremble.
What was he feeling wronged about? Shouldn't he be the one feeling the most pain? He was only on a mission, hoping to gain control of the Northern Territory soon so he wouldn't be threatened, and yet, as soon as he left, he'd already escaped. This escape was clearly a long-planned one. Why had he provoked him before, and then fled after provoking him? Why were you so loyal to him before, only to betray him again and again? You said you wouldn't betray me, and you broke your promise, Left Protector.
Seeing Jiang Qiu's fearful expression, Feng Li felt an inexplicable discomfort for the first time. It turned out that human hearts were unchangeable. How was he any different from those people? What was he hoping for? Under the influence of the drugs, this uneasy sense of control made Feng Li even more anxious. He just wanted to possess this disobedient person completely. Feng Li's eyes grew cold. Since he was disobedient, he would be locked up. He sneered and dragged Jiang Qiu into the house.
Feng Li's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness. He hugged Jiang Qiu and rolled him, his hands secretly protecting the back of his head. Even when the back of his hand was pierced by the broken wood shavings and bled, his expression did not change. He smiled and turned Jiang Qiu over, almost lying on top of his demon, panting coldly and saying:
"Since you like pretending so much, then keep pretending for me. Whether it's real or fake, if you provoke me, it's your death."
"Besides that little bit of value, Guardian Zuo, do you think you have anything else that can be used to negotiate with me?"
He spoke so harshly, and it was like venting his anger, which made the two of them inseparable.
He looked into Jiang Qiu's misty eyes, into the reddened corners of his eyes, into the clenched teeth of his anger, the cautiousness of not daring to speak out for fear of angering him again, into the sweat dripping from his passion, and into his lips parted in his screams. Feng Li felt another inexplicable throbbing pain, a mixture of the anxiety from the drugs and the uneasiness of being out of control. He could only lean over and bury his head in the crook of Jiang Qiu's neck several times, sniffing the delicate fragrance to soothe the anxiety deep within him. It was a mad and ridiculous feeling.
Until a faint light came through the window, Jiang Qiu fell into a deep sleep, with red marks still lingering at the corners of his eyes. Feng Li looked at him like this, and a gentleness appeared on his face that he had not even noticed. He hugged Jiang Qiu from behind, kissed Jiang Qiu's lips, buried his head in the side of his neck, and whispered:
"It doesn't matter even if you lie to me, Jiang Qiu, you can only be mine."
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