Chapter 149 Even God Favors You 4
But no one knew that on that day, Lu Anlan climbed to the top of the snow-capped mountain with his bare hands and almost got lost in the heavy snow.
In his hazy consciousness, he vaguely heard the heavens questioning him, asking why he had come to this.
Lu Anlan's eyelashes were pressed down by the snow, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes. She murmured Xie Rong's name over and over again in a hoarse voice.
Then the snowstorm stopped.
The name Xie Rong that he spoke of protected him.
What opportunity, what luck, it all comes down to the name Xie Rong.
Even the gods on the snow-capped mountains have a special fondness for these two words.
He returned to Canglan Mountain with joy. The Crimson Immortal Grass on the snow mountain could cure Xie Rong's injury, but it contained an extremely cold poison. Once ingested, it would penetrate the lungs and internal organs, making life worse than death.
Xie Rong was so afraid of pain that he had no choice but to take it first. After forming a Daoist partnership, he could offer the Crimson Immortal Grass, which had absorbed all the cold poison and was planted in his dantian, to his beloved.
Only a Daoist partnership could allow Xie Rong to freely enjoy the Crimson Immortal Grass rooted within his body.
But little did anyone know that the Crimson Immortal Grass within his body, in order to absorb nutrients, altered his meridians, leading others to mistakenly believe that he had obtained a fortuitous opportunity.
Lu Anlan watched silently as Xie Rong grew to hate him more each day, but he never imagined that the man was so resolute that he would rather die than get married.
...
Xie Rong woke up at night.
He was in Lu Anlan's cave at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.
[Host! You're awake?] The white slime ball bounced on his lap, glowing with a milky white light under the cover of night.
"Lu Anlan!" Xie Rong roared.
The man pushed open the door and entered, a barely perceptible smile curving his thin lips. "I'm here."
“I’m hungry. Bring the person in,” Xie Rong licked his lips.
Lu Anlan turned and left the house, and a moment later Meng Yiran walked in.
The door closed, and Lu Anlan stood guard outside, leaning against the door, his pale lips slightly pursed, listening to the mingling breaths inside.
The process of being drained dry by evil magic is not painful; on the contrary, it is as ecstatic as spiritual intercourse.
Lu Anlan didn't know what spiritual intercourse felt like, but Xie Rong would always tell him with satisfaction after he finished with someone, saying it was as pleasurable as a fusion of souls.
"Lu Anlan!" came the boy's tearful cry from inside the house.
Lu Anlan suddenly pushed open the door and stepped into the room. When he saw the scene on the bed, his dark eyes widened in surprise.
On the bed, the man Xie Rong was sitting on had already fainted, while Xie Rong, who was sitting on the man, had an unusually swollen lower abdomen, as if he were five months pregnant. Large beads of sweat kept sliding down his temples, and he made soft whimpering sounds.
"What's wrong?" Lu Anlan supported his swaying body and placed her hand on his lower abdomen.
"I accidentally ate too much and my stomach is bloated."
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Xie Rong suddenly became angry.
The transformed spiritual energy surged wildly in his lower abdomen, making Xie Rong feel hot all over. His legs, beneath his wedding robes, unconsciously clamped together and rubbed against each other, as he continued to utter harsh words:
"It's all that bitch Meng Yiran's fault! She deliberately leaked her spiritual energy to seduce me!"
He would never admit that he was greedy, so he lifted the hem of his bright red skirt and said breathlessly, "Quick...quickly help me eat a little bit."
Lu Anlan remained indifferent and obediently complied.
After an incense stick has burned.
Xie Rong lay on the couch, soaked to the bone, his lower abdomen now completely flat.
Lu Anlan knelt by the bed, calmly licking away the water stains from her lips, straightening his skirt, then throwing the man off the bed, returning to the room and locking the door. She then cast a cleansing spell to remove the wet stains from Xie Rong's skirt.
"Come here," Xie Rong said, propping his head up with his hand, his voice tinged with the languor of someone who had just finished eating, glancing sideways at the man on the couch.
Lu Anlan climbed onto the bed, and he cupped her cheeks in his hands.
"What exactly is a system?" Xie Rong asked directly.
"Huh? Are you talking about me, host? Actually, I don't even know what I am." The white slime said awkwardly.
Lu Anlan glanced indifferently at the white slime on his shoulder and removed his waist belt.
Xie Rong raised an eyebrow, looking at the man's newly reassembled body.
The hideous scars crisscrossed the entire body, with only the front of the waist and abdomen remaining intact.
When Xie Rong reached out and his fingertips touched Lu Anlan's waist and abdomen, he was surprised to see a plant growing in Lu Anlan's dantian through the hard muscles.
The grass took deep root in the flesh and blood, becoming one with the man's veins.
“This is Crimson Immortal Grass, which grows on the summit of snow-capped mountains. It can revive the dead and heal the flesh and bones,” Lu Anlan said. “After picking it, it needs to be nourished with human blood and flesh to remove the cold poison. I will feed it to you.”
"On your wedding day, the Crimson Immortal Grass developed a spiritual consciousness and fused with your shattered soul, but your soul has always been unable to merge with your body."
“The Crimson Immortal Grass says that you harbor resentment and hatred for everything here, including the laws of heaven and earth. Only by venting your resentment and calming your soul can you return to your rightful place.”
Therefore, Lu Anlan tore his own soul apart and used the fragments to create an illusion, allowing Xie Rong to vent his hatred.
"Xie Rong, anything is fine, as long as you can live," Lu Anlan said, looking at him.
Xie Rong ignored him and pinched the system's cheek.
Lu Anlan also looked at the system, "The spirit of the Crimson Immortal Grass is a great tonic. It has been integrated into your body, and now it can only barely leave a foolish shadow."
"It did it willingly, and so did I."
"So, I misunderstood you?" Xie Rong said.
“I should have told you sooner,” Lu Anlan said. “It was my fault.”
Xie Rong gently inserted his five fingers into the gaps between Lu Anlan's fingers, their ten fingers interlocked, and the Daoist Contract shimmered with a red light in their palms.
"I took it upon myself to form a pact with you in order to save you," Lu Anlan said calmly, lowering his eyes. "If you do not wish to, you can undo it."
Xie Rong withdrew his hand and sneered, "Fine."
"..."
Lu Anlan's thin lips tightened, and spiritual power leaked from his fingertips. With just a little force, he could sever the red runes connecting his fingertips to Xie Rong's.
No……
No!
"Don't untie it..." He grabbed Xie Rong's hand, pressed it against his cheek, and murmured, "Don't untie it."
Xie Rong looked down at him and said, "Beg me."
Lu Anlan gently rubbed his palm, the hideous and rough scars tickling the delicate palm of Xie Rong, who couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"Please, don't untie me, don't abandon me," Lu Anlan said hoarsely. "I beg you."
Xie Rong suddenly burst into wild laughter, tearing open the red belt inlaid with gold and jade at her waist while maliciously grinding the scars on the man's face with her fingertips. "You lowly dog! Besides me, who else would pity you?"
The wedding dress slipped off the bed and fell to the ground, as if it were a spring night in the human world. The beautiful woman finally became husband and wife, and every moment was worth a thousand pieces of gold.
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