Jing Yuan took Zhu Yuanqing away, and when they found a safe place, Zhu Yuanqing's health condition was already very poor.
Half of his meridians were broken, making it impossible for him to circulate spiritual energy. In addition, the spiritual energy in the air was gradually decreasing, so he could only rely on Jing Yuan to absorb the demonic energy and convert it to stay alive.
After two years of care, Zhu Yuanqing finally got better and was able to use some simple spells. At that time, Jing Yuan had already become a god. Wanting to find a safe environment for his master, he set his sights on the Demon Lord.
"Master, I'm not impulsive. This is the result of careful consideration." Jing Yuan half-knelt in front of Zhu Yuanqing, looking at the man's disapproving expression. He tried his best to persuade him but failed, and even his non-existent ears drooped.
"Master, please don't be silent. Can you please pay attention to your disciple?"
Zhu Yuanqing's hand was held and dangling in the air. He lowered his eyes and saw the pitiful eyes of the person, and almost agreed.
"No, this is non-negotiable." He pulled his hand away and grabbed Jing Yuan's ear. "Do you know what the situation is like in the Demonic Path? He is a Divine Transformation cultivator, and the leader of the Hehuan Sect is also a Divine Transformation cultivator. They have countless low-level cultivators under their command, and quite a few are in the Nascent Soul stage."
He used some strength and said, "You are alone, what can you use to fight them?"
"You want to take my life?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He had no idea where this usually well-behaved disciple got the courage to actually set his sights on the Demon Lord.
Coming to his senses, he saw that the man's ear was red. Thinking he had hurt him, he quickly relaxed his grip and said, "Look at yourself. You can't even bear this little pain. Who will heal you if you get seriously injured?"
Yun Xin is gone, his uncle was also killed, and now his only disciple is going to die. He is anxious and angry, and his head hurts!
In the past few years, he has always indulged Jing Yuan. Not only did he give her ordinary hugs and affection, but he also stuck to her all day long without saying anything. Now, he actually doesn't take his life seriously!
Rage surged through his heart, and his body, which hadn't recovered completely, couldn't bear it any longer. Zhu Yuan felt a lump in his throat as he cleared it: "Cough, cough!"
Jing Yuan immediately became anxious. He stood up and supported the person, patting his back while feeding him medicine. "Okay, okay, Master, don't be angry. I won't go. From now on, if Master tells me to go east, I will never go west. This is all my fault. Master, please don't be angry."
Zhu Yuanqing coughed and shook his head. The joints of his hand resting on Jing Yuan's arm were distinct, and his fingertips were white from exerting so much force. After a long pause, he raised his head with a hoarse voice and moist eyes, "No."
He held the person's hand tightly, took a breath, suppressed the itch in his throat, and touched Jing Yuan's frown: "Xiao Jing, wait for Master."
Jing Yuan was stunned. The hand moved down along his eyebrows, across the bridge of his nose, stopped at the tip of his upright nose, and then nodded.
Zhu Yuanqing tilted her head, her pretty face flushed from the coughing. The blush at the corners of her eyes was like a fluttering butterfly, and her watery pupils were clean as a wash. Her voice was exceptionally gentle: "Wait another year, until Master recovers, and I'll go with you."
"OK?"
Jing Yuan's mind suddenly exploded.
The frying time was a bit long.
Zhu Yuanqing was stunned as he was talking, and waved his hand in front of Jingyuan. Seeing that Jingyuan was still in a daze, he felt a little embarrassed and annoyed for some reason.
Just now I thought this person had matured, but now he's standing here stupidly, and wants to run away alone?
He withdrew his hand and wanted to get up and leave, but his waist suddenly felt heavy and a furry head buried in his abdomen.
"Master, hold me for a moment..."
Zhu Yuanqing gritted his teeth again and again, and finally his shoulders relaxed. He put his hands on his shoulders and said helplessly: "Hold me, I'll hold you. Really, you're still acting like a spoiled child even though you're so old..."
Jing Yuan crossed his legs, took a deep breath, and the veins on his hands around his waist bulged.
It’s terrible…
A long time later, Zhu Yuanqing thought more than once that maybe things would have developed as he said, and many things that happened later probably would not have happened.
But the fact is, less than half a month after that day, their hiding place was discovered.
Jing Yuan could only take Zhu Yuanqing to the Demonic Path. He risked his life to kill the leader of the Hehuan Sect and seriously injured Helian Jue. When the trapped Zhu Yuanqing found the person, he could hardly recognize that the bloody person in front of him was his own disciple.
Jing Yuan's face was covered with black lines, his eyes were pitch black, the wounds on his body healed and then opened again, there was no grass growing around him, and the demon cultivators who had not escaped in time were reduced to skeletons.
It doesn't look like a human, but more like some mutated monster.
The moment Zhu Yuanqing stepped into his perception range, the scene around him changed, and he moved from a thousand meters away to Jing Yuan's side.
Seeing the person, Zhu Yuanqing felt relieved. He didn't care that he was still in Jing Yuan's arms. The man's teeth pressed against the veins in his neck and held his face. "Xiao Jing? Xiao Jing, can you talk?"
Jing Yuan stared at him with his dark eyes. After a while, he lowered his head, grabbed the flesh around the blood vessels and took a bite.
Zhu Yuanqing frowned, feeling his neck wet. He lifted the man up, covered his mouth with his hand, and asked seriously, "Do you still recognize me?"
Jing Yuan blinked and licked Zhu Yuanqing's palm.
So fragrant, so sweet, I like it, I want to eat it...
The bloodthirsty desire surged in my heart, but was firmly suppressed by the remaining rationality.
I can’t eat it, it’ll be gone if I eat it, I can’t eat it…it smells so good…I want to eat it…
"Hiss." Zhu Yuanqing frowned and took his hand away. He turned it over and saw a shallow tooth mark on it with a shiny surface around it.
"Jingyuan!" Zhu Yuanqing said coldly.
Are you treating yourself like a bone?!
Grabbing the man's ears, Zhu Yuanqing frowned, not caring whether he could understand or not: "You've grown wings! You dared to lock me up, and even sneaked out to fight, getting yourself hurt..."
"Now you're biting me!"
Jing Yuan stared blankly at the fragrant person in front of him, her particularly beautiful eyelashes trembling, her rosy lips opening and closing, and her appetite growing stronger.
Eat him, eat him...
"Huh." After a while, Zhu Yuanqing finished speaking and raised his eyebrows. "Do you understand?"
Jing Yuan didn't understand, but he instinctively understood what the beauty meant. He nodded up and down twice, and seeing Zhu Yuanqing also nodded in satisfaction, he immediately hugged her.
He agreed!
Everything went dark before his eyes and his body suddenly felt cold. Zhu Yuanqing's smile froze on his lips.
Covered by a scorching body, his rapid breathing spread out, and the calluses formed by holding the sword for too long rubbed against his waist. Zhu Yuanqing's eyes widened and he forgot to react for a moment.
Wait, what is he doing?
Zhu Yuanqing felt a pain at the tip of his tongue, and he was still unable to come back to his senses. He was confused and shocked, and his thoughts flew out of his body.
The disciple he raised...is...doing what?
He was suffocated by the kiss, and a physiological tear fell from his eye, but was quickly swept away.
The soul that had left the body was forcibly pulled back into the body. Zhu Yuanqing arched his waist and flapped his arms like a fish out of water.
He held on to the last bit of his consciousness and said in the darkness: "Change, change place..."
He had not forgotten the skeletons he saw nearby.
The man in black, with his eyes narrowed and a satisfied look on his face, tilted his head, thinking that the person who smelled fragrant was acting coquettishly, and happily hugged her.
Woo…
Zhu Yuanqing took a bite with tears in his eyes.
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