Nangong Qi smiled slightly: "I have no such intention. Miss Lu, please be bold and try. If I am truly destined to die, I will not blame you."
"I'd like to take your pulse," Ayao said.
After speaking, she walked towards the stone table, and Nangong Qi followed suit. They both sat down at the table. Ayao looked at Nangong Qi, who extended a hand. He smiled gently, much like that old mudfish. She wondered if beneath that gentle smile lay the same cunning as Luo Bai, that old mudfish.
Gathering her thoughts, A Yao carefully placed her hand on his pulse. In truth, A Yao already knew how to treat him after scanning his body with her divine sense. Her main purpose now was to test whether this guy was indeed Luo Bai's clone. A Yao's spiritual energy flowed from her fingertips into Nangong Qi's body, slowly searching for him.
There was no sign of possession, no dragon blood, not a single drop, no dragon pearl, no dragon soul, not a single dragon scale.
He really does seem to be an ordinary mortal cultivator.
However, if Luo Bai's clone's cultivation level is higher than hers, then it wouldn't be surprising if she were fooled. If it really is Luo Bai's clone, why is he pretending to be a delicate and handsome man here?
Ayao never understood why Luo Bai needed to create so many clones. Why did he send them to different parts of the universe? What was he thinking?
She had known that guy for a total of 128,600 years in her past life, but she could never see through what he was really thinking.
Beneath the cherry blossom tree, a stunningly beautiful girl in purple and an exceptionally handsome man in white sat together, a breathtakingly beautiful scene. Lady Nangong watched this, thinking to herself: If she could truly heal Aqi, and the two of them became Daoist partners, that would be absolutely perfect.
"How is Miss Lu Qi?" Madam Nangong asked.
Ayao looked up at her and said, "I know how to cure it."
Madam Nangong became excited: "Can you really cure Aqi?"
Ayao said, "I'm about 90% sure!"
"That's wonderful!" Madam Nangong said happily. "If you can cure Aqi, you will be a great benefactor to my Nangong family."
“I need some things, and I need to make some preparations,” Ayao said.
“Just tell me what it is, and I’ll prepare everything for you,” said Madam Nangong.
Ayao said, "I don't need anything else, but is that celestial dog that ate the seven-colored begonia still around?"
Lady Nangong said, "It's still here."
“Kill him and take his blood,” Ayao said.
The Seven-Colored Begonia flower is most effective when it has seven colors. If it is picked before it has seven colors, its medicinal effect is halved. Lu Xuening's celestial dog bit and ate the Seven-Colored Begonia flower that only had six colors. Picking it before it had seven colors already halved its medicinal effect, and now that it was eaten, even if it was dug out of its stomach, it might not be able to save Nangong Qi.
The group considered taking the blood, but after the dog ate the Seven-Colored Begonia, it underwent a strange change. No one could guarantee that its blood would not cause any harm to Nangong Qi. However, the dog could not be killed or allowed to die casually, so it was sealed in a cage.
Madam Nangong had doubts about Ayao, after all, she was too young.
However, Ah Yao had always performed remarkably well. She even knew how to repair ancient magic arrays in the Burial Dragon Mountain Secret Realm. Seeing that Ah Yao was confident, they believed her.
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The room was draped with a pale blue curtain, as if after the rain. Everyone else had left, leaving only Ayao and Nangong Qi.
Outside the room, talismans were pasted on the walls, and the entire pavilion was shrouded in layers of barriers. Madam Nangong and the head of the Nangong family were waiting outside, both of them showing signs of anxiety.
Dressed in white, Nangong Qi stood tall and graceful. He looked at A Yao standing before him and smiled slightly, "Now, what should I do?"
Ayao looked at him and said, "Take it off."
Nangong Qi: "..."
“Take off your clothes,” Ayao said.
After a slight pause, the stunningly handsome man standing in front of A Yao took off his outer robe, then untied his belt and took off his upper garment.
His muscular physique has a perfectly balanced aesthetic, neither too exaggerated nor too thin. He has a scar on his right shoulder that extends to his well-defined pectoral muscles, and his abdominal muscles are clearly defined.
Ayao stared intently at his body, thinking to herself: Luo Bai is stronger than him.
Ayao stared straight at him, and he looked back at Ayao, his violet eyes slightly smiling: "Want to continue taking your clothes off?"
As Nangong Qi spoke, his hand was already reaching for his waistband, but Ayao quickly said, "No need."
Ayao took a few steps forward and gestured for Nangong Qi to sit down. Nangong Qi walked towards Ayao and sat cross-legged on a futon.
Ayao walked behind him and sat cross-legged on the futon. She looked at the man's broad shoulders and the undulating muscle lines of his arms, then stretched out her soft, slender hands and placed them on his shoulders. Then, she slowly moved her hands down his broad shoulders, from his arms to his elbows and wrists.
Ayao's hands moved slowly and gently, making the movements seem like a teasing gesture.
With her stunningly beautiful face, no man could remain unmoved by such provocation, and Nangong Qi's muscles tensed up instantly.
He forced himself not to overthink it.
But his senses became increasingly acute; the feeling of the girl's soft fingers touching his skin, the cool fragrance emanating from her, and the slight tickling of her hair brushing against his back...
Those soft, boneless hands caressed his wrists, then moved upwards to his shoulders. One hand released his wrist, while the other rested on his back, slowly moving down his spine to his tailbone...
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