Chapter 178
Wu Ye, who was originally smiling and wanting to challenge the Immortal Lord, was so confused by this sudden kiss that his brain almost crashed.
He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the Immortal Lord whose breathing was intertwined with his.
"you--"
He had countless words to say, but they were all suppressed by this kiss.
There is no technique to Qingheng's kiss.
Although he had been taught by Wu Ye countless times, he was always clumsy and unfamiliar with it when he put it into practice.
He himself also realized that he was not very good at kissing.
After realizing it, he bit Wu Ye's lips in annoyance.
Wu Ye let out a light “hiss”.
From being pressed against a tree to having my lip bitten...
Wu Ye felt like he was walking on cotton. He was dizzy and unable to react.
Although his brain didn't react, his big hands had already grabbed Qingheng's waist without him noticing.
He held the thin waist that seemed to be unable to be bent, with a dark look in his eyes.
"Immortal Lord Qingheng, you are not the same as the rumors say."
Wu Ye's handsome face retreated slightly.
He clasped Qingheng's waist with one hand and stroked Qingheng's face with the other.
Qingheng's cold and seemingly inviolable handsome face, at this moment, his eyes were filled with mist.
His aroused look made Wu Ye's heart burn with joy.
"Has anyone seen you like this?"
Wu Ye asked softly.
Qingheng frowned and didn't answer him.
The only person who could see him like this from beginning to end was Wu Ye.
But now, this bastard can't remember.
Wu Ye didn't wait for an answer, a hint of gloom flashed across his eyes.
Then, he took the initiative and gave Qingheng a fierce kiss.
I have to say, kissing is also a matter of talent.
Even though Wu Ye lost his memory, he did not lose his talent.
He kissed Qingheng so hard that he could hardly stand.
"Immortal Lord."
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Ye separated his lips from Qing Heng's with some satisfaction. He touched Qing Heng's swollen lips and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Do you want to continue?"
"certainly."
Qingheng glared at him coldly, wanting to take him back to do some serious business.
But time passed by and Qingheng didn't move.
He closed his eyes and adjusted his state.
Before he finished adjusting himself, Wu Ye hugged him and lifted him up.
"My Lord, show me the way and I will take you back."
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng frowned and showed him the way back to the inn.
The simple room of the inn came into Wu Ye's sight.
Wu Ye was dissatisfied and asked, "You live here?"
Qingheng: "What's wrong with me living here?"
At least this room can accommodate people.
Besides, he glanced at Wu Ye and thought, you, who often sleeps outside, actually look down on his room which at least can shelter him from the wind and rain.
"What do you think? How can you, a great immortal, live in such a simple room?"
Wu Yejun looked unhappy, and he looked at him carefully again.
Then he took the person away directly.
Less than half a quarter of an hour.
A new pair of guests settled down in the upper room of the most luxurious restaurant in Songyue City.
The new guest seemed to have something urgent to do. After paying the money, he went to the room and locked the door.
The door locked and the barrier rose.
The two people hugged each other and did not separate at all.
Wu Ye was looking at the Immortal King who was pinned down on the bed by him, and he was about to go crazy.
"Master Immortal, you kissed me and paid me..."
"What do you take me for?"
Wu Ye sat astride the bed, looking down at Qingheng, whose hair was disheveled and collar was torn.
He wanted to get a result.
Because everything that happened with Qingheng that night was too sudden.
He even suspected that he was dreaming.
"Why are you talking so much?"
Qingheng looked at Wu Ye in front of him with displeasure. He didn't want to explain anything now.
He only wanted to do one thing now.
Qing Heng lost his patience and suddenly pulled Wu Ye, who was still talking nonsense in front of him, towards him.
"Can you?"
Qing Heng turned over and stared at Wu Ye with a pair of cold eyes: "If you don't know how to do it, I'll do it."
Wu Ye: “…”
Wu Ye took a deep breath.
It's really terrible.
It is said that Immortal Qingheng, who is aloof and otherworldly and has nothing to do with worldly love, can actually be so deadly when it comes to teasing people.
Wu Ye steadied his breathing.
The corners of his lips curled up, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Okay, Immortal Lord, teach me, teach me what to do."
The door to the upper room was never opened for a whole day and night.
The barrier that rose up around them blocked out all sounds.
Inside the barrier, Qingheng almost forgot the passage of time.
He lay on the bed, his dark hair spread out beneath his scarred body.
This scene is broken but so beautiful that it is shocking.
Wu Ye was simply reluctant to let him go.
"I, I want to get up."
Qingheng, having regained some of his sanity, reached out and pushed Wu Ye's chest.
His eyes were still a little dazed, but at least he could find his voice.
He said, "There is a demon in the city, I want to get out..."
He promised the head master before he came.
He is here to exorcise demons.
"Be good, I'll go for you."
Wu Ye saw that he was trying hard to sit up, so he naturally would not agree.
"I promise to rid you of all the demons in this city."
Wu Ye kissed Qing Heng's jade-white shoulder and coaxed her gently, "Rest here and I'll be back after I've eliminated the demon. I'll make you something if you want to eat."
Qingheng was extremely tired at this moment.
He was half-forced to lean in Wu Ye's arms, his eyelids so heavy that he could hardly open them.
“Steamed fish.”
He said instinctively, "I want to eat fish."
"Okay, I'll do it for you."
Wu Ye agreed without hesitation.
He tucked the person into the quilt, and looking at the sleeping face, he couldn't help but kissed her again and again, and looked at her again and again.
His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to explode.
It's incredible.
He and Qingheng actually did such an intimate thing!
Thinking back to what happened last night, desire welled up in Wu Ye's eyes again. He suppressed his evil thoughts, raised his hand suddenly, and pinched his thigh hard.
"Fuck, this isn't a dream."
Wu Ye didn't know how many times he had pinched himself from last night till now.
The bruises on his legs were all caused by pinching himself.
The dense marks on Qingheng's body were all caused by him.
He was crazy last night.
He coaxed and forced the high and mighty Immortal Lord to accompany him in doing all kinds of absurd things.
There were a few moments when even he felt that he had gone too far.
But Qingheng indulged him in everything.
Wu Ye couldn't figure out the reason. He stared at Qing Heng who was sleeping soundly and reached out to touch his face.
"Could it be... Qingheng fell in love with me at first sight?"
It’s not that Wu Ye wants to flatter himself, but at this point, he can’t think of a second reason other than this one.
After touching his face, he went to the mirror to look at himself again.
very good.
After looking in the mirror, Wu Ye was full of confidence: "My face is indeed handsome!"
It is only natural that Immortal Lord Qingheng takes a liking to him!
Wu Ye unilaterally found an excuse for what happened last night, bent down, carefully tucked the quilt for Qingheng, and then walked out.
It was dark outside.
Wu Ye did not follow Qing Heng's example and inspect the area in person.
He looked up and glanced at the moon hanging high in the night sky.
Next second.
The bright and clear moon was gradually shrouded in blood.
The blood moon rises and the Demon Lord patrols the night.
Wu Ye stood there without moving. He put on a silver mask and wisps of black air spread out from his body.
Soon, the entire Songyue City was shrouded in black fog.
The demon that had been hiding in the night and wanted to harm people looked at the blood moon and the black fog that was giving off a warning aura...
No demon dared to attack again.
"Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, I am late. Please forgive me!"
All the demons in Songyue City gathered here.
They knelt in front of the Silver-faced Demon Lord one by one, lowered their heads and saluted him.
The Silver-faced Demon Lord glanced at them calmly, and said in a low voice that sounded casual: "Are you all here?"
He was asking whether all the demons nearby had arrived.
The demon kneeling in the front hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"Your Excellency, they are not all here yet."
Being a demon, he naturally has no good heart, so this demon who was talking back and forth had no guilt at all for selling out his own kind.
While carefully observing the Demon Lord, he said, "There are two demon cultivators in the City Lord's Mansion."
"They bewitched the city lord's daughter..."
With the betrayal of the evil cultivator in front of him, the culprit of the murder in Songyue City was exposed.
Wu Ye was not in a hurry to catch the murderer.
He folded his arms and walked slowly in front of the group of demons, setting rules for them.
The rules he set were simple and crude. To sum it up, it was to avoid provoking humans.
If anyone dares to kill innocent people by being discovered by him, the consequence will be death.
After the rules were set, many demons changed their expressions.
After all, these days, there are very few demons who don't cause trouble.
The Demon Lord only cares about setting rules and does not consider whether his rules are reasonable.
Anyway, these demons can't defeat him, so they have to listen to him.
No matter whether he is right or not.
Wu Ye set the rules and turned to go to the City Lord's Mansion.
That night, the demon in the City Lord's Mansion was killed, and the City Lord's daughter was so frightened after witnessing this scene that she became insane.
After dealing with the chaos, the Silver-faced Demon Lord took off his mask, revealing a handsome face. He hummed a light tune, carried a basket, and went to the vegetable stall to buy vegetables.
The darkness of the night dissipated, and the rising sun replaced the blood moon.
Peace returned to the city and there was no longer any crisis.
Wu Ye bought a bunch of fresh vegetables.
He came back with a basket of vegetables, borrowed the kitchen from the inn, and started cooking.
Time passed little by little, Wu Ye prepared the meal and brought it back to the room.
When he returned, Qingheng was just groggy and trying to wake up.
He walked over, held the person in his arms, and as if he was addicted, he bent his head and kissed her again.
"Qing Heng Immortal Lord, get up and eat something. I made a lot of delicious food for you."
Qingheng wanted to hide because of the kiss he gave her.
Under the harassment of Wu Ye, the kissing freak, Qingheng, who was originally able to sleep, was forcibly woken up by him.
"bother."
Qingheng, who had just woken up, was still not fully conscious.
Just like every morning, after being annoyed by Wu Ye's kisses, he grunted, hid his face in Wu Ye's chest, and rubbed it gently.
The movements he was used to doing were completely unbearable for Wu Ye now.
"Qingheng."
Wu Ye couldn't resist the temptation and put his hand into Qing Heng's clothes. He whispered: "Why are you so clingy..."
After being called clingy, Qingheng finally came to his senses a little.
After he came to his senses, he frowned and was about to step away, but the hand that was holding his waist suddenly withdrew its strength.
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng: "Let go."
He needs to rest some more!
It took Wu Ye a long time to withdraw his hand.
"Forget it, I'll let you take your time."
Wu Ye was concerned about Qingheng's health, so he gave up the idea.
He carried Qingheng down and let him eat some food.
Everything Wu Ye made was Qingheng's favorite.
Qingheng was very satisfied with the meal.
After the meal, Qingheng digested the food a little and then lay back on the bed to rest.
After he finished resting, he looked at Wu Ye who was sleeping with him on the bed, and kicked him again.
"continue."
Wu Ye: “…”
Wu Ye: “Okay.”
If such a good thing can continue, Wu Ye will certainly not stop it.
There was nothing to do in the city, and Qingheng and Wuye stayed in the room for an unknown amount of time.
Qingheng had to take his own pulse from time to time.
He can take the pulse of a pregnant woman.
Unfortunately, the time she had spent with Wu Ye was probably too short, and Qingheng had not yet diagnosed her pregnancy.
"Why haven't you gotten pregnant yet?"
Qingheng, who couldn't find any sign of pregnancy, murmured to himself in the room.
He placed his fingers on his wrist, confusedly trying to find the cause: "Could it be that Wu Ye is no longer able to do it?"
Qingheng's confused murmurs fell into the ears of Wu Ye who was about to enter the room.
Wu Ye, who had been so excited to show his courtesy, was petrified when he heard the word "no".
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