Chapter 298 The Secret in My Heart
"senior?"
A moment later, the Demon Lord angrily said, "You don't care about your life? I do! What are you trying to achieve by taking such a risk!"
"I don't want anything..." Feng Yue said softly, "No, aren't you here?"
"You—!" The Demon Lord sighed, "Fine, go ahead, I'll make sure you get out unscathed."
"good!"
After hearing the Demon Lord's agreement, Feng Yue pulled Qing Yu aside, stuffed the Moon Concealing Veil into his hand, and instructed, "This is called Moon Concealing Veil. It can conceal the figures of two people and isolate their aura after use. Keep it safe!"
"Why are you giving this to me?" Qingyu asked, puzzled.
"I'll distract them in a bit, and you take the opportunity to turn back and find a way out."
"no!"
"Our target is too big; we can't just sit here and wait to die any longer."
Feng Yue was about to turn and leave after he finished speaking when Qing Yu grabbed his hand urgently, "Don't go! You're going to your death!"
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Feng Yue chuckled softly, a gentle light in her eyes, and reached out to touch his cheek. "Be good, I'm leaving!"
"Feng Yue!"
As Qingyu watched his receding figure, clutching the white moon-hidden gauze in her hand, she panicked and stammered, "Fool!"
Shi Li hurriedly asked, "Where is he going?!"
"He said... to lure away those evil things and let me leave first."
"Huh? This, this..."
At this moment, several talismans exploded, and the demonic beasts roared and charged towards Feng Yue, making everyone's hearts tremble.
Qingyu gritted her teeth and said, "Since things have come to this, let's listen to him and get out of here!"
...
The night was dark and windy, and there was no one around.
Feng Yue used his strange and mysterious movement technique to weave among the demons, unleashing streaks of black blade light that relentlessly slashed at the attacking creatures.
After several encounters, the demons realized Feng Yue's power and hid in the shadows, no longer daring to approach rashly.
The Demon Lord sighed, "Heh, kid, you've learned well. It seems I don't need to lift a finger."
Feng Yue felt a little embarrassed by the praise, "That's because of your excellent teaching, senior."
"With your talent, you are indeed a good candidate to cultivate demonic arts. If you return to the Demon Abyss with me sooner, you can receive the unique baptism of the demon race, and your strength will reach a new level."
Feng Yue's eyes flashed with difficulty, and he said, "As long as my strength is sufficient, that's fine. Anyway, with the senior here, he can definitely protect me."
"Alright, stop flattering me. I know what you're up to. If you don't want to, fine. Who cares about you anyway!"
"They must have escaped successfully. Let's hurry and chase after them, so your precious little one won't worry too much!"
"Oh..." Feng Yue used his movement technique to return along the original route. When he returned to the alley where the group had split up, he saw that they had indeed already left.
then.
Feng Yue followed the clues left behind, searching for traces of the group, but to no avail.
He originally wanted the Demon Lord to take action and use his divine sense to investigate, which might be faster. However, he had just displeased this ancestor, and no matter how he called out to him, the Demon Lord would not respond. So he had no choice but to give up.
Suddenly, as he passed a side hall, he caught a whiff of a strange fragrance, causing him to pause in his tracks.
A moment later, a faint, indistinct cry for help came from a side hall.
Feng Yue cautiously pressed himself against the wall and carefully peered inside, discovering that a towering tree was growing in the center of the huge side hall.
No one knows how many years it has been growing here. Its towering canopy has long since broken through the roof, and the bright moonlight outside pours down, making the interior of the hall as bright as day.
"Help……"
Suddenly a familiar voice rang out, making Feng Yue's heart tighten and look up. He saw Qing Yu with her hands bound, wearing an almost transparent red gauze dress, hanging from a tree branch.
His long, slender, fair legs struggled helplessly in the air, the night breeze ruffling his thin gauze robe, making the spring scenery within appear and disappear.
That place.
It appeared to have been subjected to inhuman cruelty, a truly horrific sight.
"Qingyu!"
Feng Yue's eyes turned bloodshot. He leaped up and cut the ropes, pulling him tightly into his arms. "Qing Yu, wake up!"
"Mmm..." Qingyu opened her eyes with a soft moan, and the moment she saw him, she couldn't help but sob.
"Don't cry... It's all my fault, I'm late." Feng Yue felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart. He immediately took off his black robe and wrapped it around his battered body.
Feng Yue's eyes were filled with terrifying killing intent as he roared, "Who did this?! I'll kill him!"
"That person... is you."
"What?"
He saw Qingyu in his arms give a seductive smile, then flip over and straddle him with her legs wide open. Her slender fingers removed the mask from his face, and she sneered, "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"
Feng Yue's face was full of guilt and panic. "Qing Yu... I didn't..."
Qingyu gently stroked his bobbing Adam's apple, her eyes slightly narrowed, and chuckled softly: "You're lying. This is what you wanted, isn't it?"
"Capture me and keep me by your side..."
"Then ravage and possess my body to satisfy your uncontrollable desires."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yue's face turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly as he said, "No... I... I didn't..."
Qingyu gently stroked his handsome face, a sly glint of joy in her eyes, and whispered seductively in his ear, "Heh, so this is what you really want, why won't you admit it?"
It seems he exposed the dark and dirty secret hidden deep in my heart.
Feng Yue blushed with shame, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I... I was just dreaming... Anyway, I would never do that to you."
"Oh? You often appear in my dreams?"
Qingyu's soft, boneless body slumped against him, and her fragrant lips kissed his chin. "Tell me, how many times did you dream about it?"
Feng Yue's already flushed face seemed to turn even redder, and his eyes became evasive as he said, "N-not many times..."
Qingyu chuckled softly, then gently pulled him up by his collar. The black robe draped over his shoulders fell to the ground as he lay down.
He held Feng Yue tightly around the neck, bent his knees to wrap his arms around him, and said with utmost seduction, "Come, let me see what your dream is like?"
"Qing, Qingyu..." Feng Yue's breathing became rapid. Those red lips so close to his seemed to have endless allure, causing his hot blood to surge up and down.
"I'm right here, what are you waiting for?"
"You want this?"
Come on.
...
"wrong!"
Feng Yue suddenly awoke with a start, his demonic energy condensing into a blade in his palm, which he pressed against the neck of the person beneath him, and shouted, "Who are you?!"
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