Chapter 113 The True Body Is Not Human
When Qi Qing was pinned down, he was completely stunned.
He didn't expect that this bastard was so bold that he actually dared to use force on him with his incarnation!
Yue Ji first tore open his clothes, as if he wanted to say something. Qi Qing struggled violently, but his hands were tied behind his back. One Yue Ji grabbed his waist from behind, and the other bit his lips directly.
“Hmm…!”
Qi Qing didn't want to attack him because he was injured, but his tongue was bitten and it hurt. He gathered spiritual power in his palm: "Hiss... Get out of here, don't force me to really beat you up!"
He pulled out a hand and pressed it on Yue Ji's chest, resisting with difficulty, but his fingers touched something burning hot.
The heat from the fire lotus burned up along the meridians, and Yue Ji's spiritual power took the opportunity to invade.
Ice spirit roots are most afraid of fire, how can they withstand the impact of true fire? The spirit power that has not yet condensed is immediately broken, and Qi Qing is like being in a furnace, about to be burned alive.
The young man trembled all over and instinctively crawled to the edge of the bed.
But how could he, alone, break two dogs working together? The more he struggled, the tighter he got tangled up. His clothes came loose, and the water transformed from icy spiritual power flowed down his cold white skin, soaking his soft lining.
Qi Qing was forced to raise her neck and curl up her legs, as if inviting someone to taste her.
The worst thing is that the sea of consciousness was suddenly broken.
Yue Ji's consciousness penetrated directly into Qi Qing, and he soon became limp all over, and his struggle weakened - he could never do anything about this move, as consciousness was a hundred times more sensitive than the body, and the young man would completely lose his mind at the slightest stimulation.
“Woo…”
Qi Qing groaned, anger leaking from his throat like a gasp, the corners of his eyes turned slightly red, and he bent his knees, as if he was trying to resist but also to welcome.
He took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm his mind, but Yue Ji was not as calm as he wanted. The more he tried to calm down, the more he couldn't stop trembling. Certain reactions appeared naturally and were completely out of his control.
The finger was gently sucked, and the person opposite first bit it tentatively, and then was entangled and played with by the warm tongue. At the same time, another Yue Ji covered his lips again, taking away all his breath.
This bastard knew too well where his sensitive spots were, and after teasing him several times, Qi Qing was furious, but at the same time he couldn't help being aroused, and his body reacted even more strongly than before.
He was going crazy. Not only was he forced to climb onto the bed, but he was also suppressed like this. He couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He could only let Yue Ji peel off his clothes layer by layer. He kicked his legs in vain: "Get out, get out... um..."
When Yue Ji was unreasonable, he was even more arrogant than him. Once that powerful spiritual consciousness entered his sea of consciousness, he would not give him the chance to drive it out. He kept pestering Qi Qing until his consciousness was completely scattered. He could only collapse in his arms, out of focus, with a blank expression.
Qi Qing took a long time to calm down, and when he managed to gather his fragmented consciousness, physiological tears slid down his cheeks and were licked away bit by bit by Yue Ji.
He closed his eyes in despair - after all, he had raised the person astray.
It was just a quarrel, but Yue Ji acted like a demon in his inner demon fantasy. Was he going to end up in a small dark room with tears behind bars?
Holding a steamed bun in my hand, there was not a drop of oil in the dish.
It’s miserable. Really miserable.
Thinking of the ending of "Qi Qing", Qi Qing felt that his future was bleak. He did not even want to struggle and decided to lie down and accept defeat.
Noticing his change, Yue Ji turned him over and covered him.
"Master, are you willing to listen to me now?"
Yue Ji's voice was hoarse, but he still held him tightly. Suddenly, he grabbed his hand and pressed it against his chest: "Touch here."
Qi Qing had made up his mind to ignore it, but was forced to touch a piece of warm and intact skin, which he had touched during the day - it was the place where Yue Ji's wound inexplicably disappeared.
"Did you touch it?" Yue Ji asked stubbornly.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Yue Ji leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Listen again."
The young man closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but Yue Ji refused to come down and insisted that he listen to what was going on.
Qi Qing couldn't help but listen for a few breaths, and suddenly opened his eyes.
——No, there is no heartbeat inside!
"you……?"
His breathing stagnated and he looked at Yue Ji with a dazed expression. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't ask.
What was this? Was Yue Ji trying to tell him that the person in front of him had long been dead, and the one in front of him now was a ghost cultivator?
But the skin under the palm was clearly warm and the shadow was clearly visible.
Qi Qing did not give up and moved closer to listen carefully, but still could not detect any sound of heartbeat.
He realized something: "Is this the secret you want to tell?"
Yue Ji nodded slightly and looked at him cautiously: "I... am not an ordinary person."
“…”
Qi Qing rubbed his forehead and said tiredly, "Nonsense."
Based on Long Aotian's talent and luck, if he were an ordinary person, there would be no geniuses in this world.
"What I mean is," Yue Ji said seriously, "this body is different from that of an ordinary person. Master cannot measure me by ordinary people's standards."
Qi Qing frowned: "For example?"
Yue Ji paused, then turned back into a thick black shadow.
A large black one trapped him in its arms and said sullenly, "This is my original appearance."
As if afraid that Qi Qing would back off, the black shadow immediately reverted to human form and explained, "The Mirage Clan is born this way, and those with the blood of the Demon Clan will be even darker. We must learn how to transform, and even imitate our internal organs vividly, so that we can cultivate spiritual energy."
"So," Qi Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "Your current appearance, including your inner self, is all fake?"
Yue Ji lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly.
Qi Qing thought about it for a moment and understood what he was trying to say.
The heart, which is fatal to humans, is not the vital point for Yue Ji at all. The bright red blood is just an illusion.
Today, Yue Ji dug out the blood poison with his bare hands. It seemed dangerous, but in fact it might not hurt the root.
He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
He really couldn't figure out what was there to hide - if it was for safety reasons, could it be that Yue Ji didn't trust him at all and so refused to let him know his true lifeline?
Upon hearing this, Yue Ji hesitated for a moment, then came closer like a kid who had done something wrong, looking at him pitifully with wet eyes: "I'm afraid Master will dislike me..."
"You!" Qi Qing laughed in anger and raised his hand to poke his forehead: "I know that your true form is a black shadow, but didn't I agree to be with you?"
It seems like interspecies love is against the law of nature. Is he the kind of person who will abandon you after having fun with you?
"Master has promised me." Yue Ji suddenly approached, trapped him under his body, and locked his gaze with scorching eyes: "So, Master can't abandon me."
"Have you also learned how to force buying and selling?" Qi Qing's face immediately turned sour.
He closed his eyes and turned over to lie back on the bed: "I told you before, crying is useless, there is no such thing as a third time. You asked for this."
"Oh." Yue Ji responded sullenly, "Then I really cried."
——Who needs a warning before someone cries?
Qi Qing simply pretended to be asleep and ignored it.
There was a rustling sound behind him, and the man came closer again, pressing against his naked back, and his voice softened: "Master, am I really going to cry?"
"Cry." Qi Qing didn't even raise his eyelids, "If you don't cry, I will look down on you."
Silence immediately fell behind him.
Qi Qing closed his eyes and waited for a long time. He heard no sobbing and was not provoked again. He couldn't help but become suspicious.
Are you really crying?
Yes, this child never makes any sound when crying, so it’s normal that we can’t hear any noise.
He forced himself to ignore it and wanted to go to sleep directly, but he was still worried.
I don’t know how long it took, but I finally opened my eyes reluctantly.
You deserve to be a worrying person.
He was about to turn around with a stern face to see how Yue Ji was crying, when he suddenly heard the calm voice of someone behind him.
"I've thought about it." Yue Ji said calmly, "It would be more appropriate to let Master cry."
"?"
Qi Qing looked back in disbelief, and the next second he was pressed down on the couch again.
…
The next morning, the alliance camp held an emergency meeting.
The sudden storm yesterday dealt a heavy blow to the demon clan. After a day of investigation by the monks, it was confirmed that the demon camp had indeed suffered heavy losses. Not only did they lose soldiers and generals, but the Demon Lord also seemed to be injured and was commanding the remnants to withdraw to the Soul Abyss.
How could a monk let go of such a God-given opportunity?
Although they initially gathered under the pretext of rescuing Qi Qing, Qi Qing has now escaped and the demons are currently weak. If they don't attack now, when will they attack?
However, the terrain in the Soul Abyss is treacherous, and we need the guidance of someone who is familiar with the situation.
The important task of guidance naturally fell on the shoulders of Qi Qing and Yue Ji.
However, the two protagonists were late. Qi Qing's eyes were dark and his face was expressionless. It seemed that he had not rested well and was not in a good mood.
However, Yue Ji, who was following behind him, had a satisfied look on his face and walked briskly, not at all like the weak and seriously injured appearance described in the intelligence.
Upon seeing this, several people who were secretly observing exchanged glances quietly and calmly restrained their thoughts.
In the meeting room, each faction sat at a separate table.
The elders of the Yunxiao Sect sat at the top, followed by the Yuqing Sect, Xuantian Pavilion, Dan Sect, and then the Tiandu Sect.
Qi Qing took a quick look and had a clear idea of the alliance structure in his mind.
"Disciple, come and sit down."
The old head of the sect flicked his whisk and gestured to the empty seat next to him.
Qi Qing walked straight to his senior brother standing at the back and said, "Disciple, just stand there."
"Just sit down when I tell you to." The senior brother pushed him down on the chair without saying anything, and at the same time glanced at Yue Ji meaningfully.
Yue Ji stood silently behind Qi Qing, when he suddenly heard the voice of his uncle-master.
The senior brother asked sinisterly, "Did you observe etiquette last night? Did you not sleep together?"
The young man in black said in a normal tone: "I will follow the instructions of my uncle-master."
"Then why does your master look so pale?" The senior brother looked at him with a sharp gaze, as if to say "Don't try to fool me".
Yue Ji remained calm and composed: "Master didn't sleep well in the second half of the night and had trouble settling down, so I gave him a massage to relieve his stress."
The senior brother couldn't believe that he could lie in front of him: "Poor sleep?"
He couldn't help but raise one eyebrow and said, "You mean he got up in the middle of the night, put on his clothes, opened his own door first, then knocked on your door, and told you that he couldn't sleep well?"
"Master didn't say that." Yue Ji said calmly, "I dreamt about it."
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