"Yes, I'm here, but don't worry, the system will be extra careful to protect your privacy."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." This matter cannot be thought about in detail, "Let's talk about the mission." Indeed, the relationship with Bing Nandong has been handled, and it is time to think about how to complete this task.
To raise Bing Nandong's cultivation to its peak is equivalent to unleashing all of Bing Nandong's potential.
In the original book, in order to achieve this goal, Bing Nandong turned completely evil with resentment. As for the specific details, Fan Zhiyi couldn't remember clearly. Bing Nandong might have a way, but Fan Zhiyi always felt that this hasty method was dangerous.
Oh, it’s too difficult. If he doesn’t complete the task, he will die. If he completes it, it will not be good for Bing Nandong.
So, when he was having dinner with Bing Nandong that night, Fan Zhiyi pretended to ask casually, "Bing Nandong, if you need to reach the peak of your cultivation in a short period of time, is it possible?"
Bai Bai complained: "Host, can you use a more tactful way of asking questions to coax the male protagonist to cooperate with you to complete the task?"
"Isn't that subtle enough?"
Bing Nandong simply poured a bowl of soup for Fan Zhiyi and placed it in front of him. Then he reached out and interlocked his fingers with his. His eyes were fixed on Fan Zhiyi, and he thought to himself, "Is this the task you need to complete?"
Fan Zhiyi's pupils suddenly constricted, he was stunned for a second, then smiled: "Of course not, I'm just curious, and I suddenly thought of it, so I asked." This guy is too smart. If he really told Bing Nandong that this was his task, Bing Nandong would definitely put it into practice immediately. If he went crazy, who would he cry to?
Fan Zhiyi stirred the spoon in his hand and asked, "So, is it possible?"
"Yes." Bing Nandong answered him openly this time, "I have a special physique. If I use the ghost energy, I can achieve it."
Use ghost energy? No way!
Isn't ghost energy a bad thing? Does the system want him to bring warmth to the hero and make him a healthy and positive young man? Does it also want him to rely on ghost energy for cultivation? What exactly does the system want to do, and what is its ultimate goal?
What Fan Zhiyi can be sure of now is that it is definitely not just for Bing Nandong's good, they must have a bigger conspiracy.
Throughout the meal, Fan Zhiyi had tried his best to act normal so as not to let Bing Nandong notice any flaws. He asked Bing Nandong if there was any book about ghost energy and ghost gates. He wanted to know more about it, so he just perfunctorily answered.
The next morning when Fan Zhiyi woke up, Bing Nandong was not there, but there was a new book on the desk. Fan Zhiyi flipped through a few pages. The explanation about ghost energy and ghost gate was very short and mysterious. Fan Zhiyi didn't quite understand it, but it should be roughly the same as what Bai Bai said.
"Baibai, can you tell me in advance what the next task is?" Although he knew it was unlikely, Fan Zhiyi still wanted to mention it.
"I'm sorry host, I can't."
"Is it related to the Ghost Gate?" Fan Zhiyi thought about it very easily. After all, in the novel, the Ghost Gate was controlled by the male protagonist, and in the end the male protagonist wanted to destroy the world so he opened the Ghost Gate completely, right?
Baibai neither confirmed nor denied.
Normally, Bai Bai's attitude meant there was something fishy going on. Fan Zhiyi frowned, "Is it really related to the Ghost Gate?"
"Once the male protagonist's cultivation reaches its peak, the third mission will naturally be issued to the host. Please pay attention to the progress of the mission."
After that, Bai Bai didn't answer any of Fan Zhiyi's questions.
Fan Zhiyi thought about it for the whole day, until his brain was about to explode, but he still couldn't figure it out. Then he waited for Bing Nandong to come back.
The first thing Bing Nandong did when he came forward was to hold him down and nibble on him, then he threw him onto the bed: "You don't have to be so impatient."
"Who's in a hurry, anyway?"
Bing Nandong raised his head and looked into Fan Zhiyi's eyes with his dark eyes: "I'm anxious."
Then there was another blanket of kisses. Fan Zhiyi's hands unconsciously climbed onto Bing Nandong's neck. He heard Bing Nandong exhale in his ear: "After so many days of rest, is your waist feeling better?"
“No, no!”
Bing Nandong smiled and pulled the person into his arms, lowering his voice: "I want you, do you want it?"
Bing Nandong acted like she was trying to act like a spoiled brat. Fan Zhiyi couldn't stand it and hugged her tighter: "You...be more restrained."
Fan Zhiyi fainted once during the period. When he woke up, he was so unbearable that he subconsciously wanted to grab something. When he grasped it, he touched a cold stone.
What is this? Where is this?
Fan Zhiyi blinked. There was a round hole in the roof above him, and the moonlight poured down, falling right on him like a layer of translucent gauze.
He propped up his hands and looked around. Everywhere he looked, he saw the light of spirit stones, illuminating Fan Zhiyi's eyes.
This is a tall building, with a large space in the center where spirit stones are piled up like a mountain. Outside the center are layers of neatly arranged rooms. Each room is dark, with a lantern hanging outside.
Fan Zhiyi was lying on a soft bed that had been specially placed on the top of Lingshi Mountain. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the bed full of spiritual stones.
So many spirit stones, so much money! He must be dreaming! Fan Zhiyi turned around and picked up the spirit stones with both hands. He was completely attracted and didn't notice that he was light and Bing Nandong was still on him.
Bing Nandong's eyes darkened. He came over dissatisfiedly, pinched his face and made him look at him, then pecked the corner of his mouth.
Bing Nandong's hair fell down and flowed onto Fan Zhiyi's body, blocking his snow-white skin. He looked like a spirit, the kind that specialized in alluring and alluring people. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah!" He was so happy that he almost died!
Bing Nandong stood up, brushed Fan Zhiyi's hair back with one hand, and pinched his waist with the other hand: "Do it again." After saying that, he kissed him passionately.
When people are extremely excited and continuously stimulated, they will suffer from oxygen deprivation.
So when he felt Bing Nandong's spiritual power in his body gradually heating up and getting hotter and hotter, and he didn't know at which point it reached, but suddenly he couldn't help trembling, Fan Zhiyi fainted again as expected.
I don’t know when this lovemaking ended, but when Fan Zhiyi woke up, he felt refreshed and much more adapted than the first time.
Bing Nandong was not there again. Fan Zhiyi looked at the unfamiliar room, pushed open the door and went out. What caught his eye was the pile of spirit stones in the middle and the soft bed embedded on the top.
It was still night, and there was no moonlight, but the light from the spirit stone mixed with the gilded glow of the formation at the bottom, interweaving and flowing.
A pair of hands, like a ghost, stretched out from behind and grabbed Fan Zhiyi into his arms, "This is for you to repair and nourish your soul."
"Cultivate the soul?"
"Well, use the formation to assist, and then use the moonlight and the spiritual power in the spirit stone to stimulate it, you and I will practice together on it."
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