Chapter 58 Love Poison Wants to Touch
There is something wrong with the animal blood.
This was Qi Qing’s first reaction.
He rubbed his cheeks hard, and the rubbed areas immediately turned pink, but it did not relieve the heat that was spreading from his body.
As his spiritual power circulated, the heat not only did not subside, but instead became more and more intense, like a wildfire burning wildly in his body, making him upset.
His heart was beating faster than when he was running for his life just now. The blood vessels under his thin face were also beating. He couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart. He couldn't say what he was worried about. He just felt an unbearable anxiety coming out from the cracks in his bones, climbing up his spine with an itch.
His Adam's apple rolled as he tried to suppress the strange feeling. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and tried to stand up again, but a chill suddenly wrapped around his wrist.
Qi Qing looked up and saw a dark shadow.
"...I'm fine." He spoke, but the obvious trembling in the last tone betrayed him.
The cool touch unexpectedly made him feel comfortable. Qi Qing suppressed the urge to stay close to her for a while longer and pulled his hand back, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"I said it's okay."
He put away his ice sword and stood up straight by leaning against the wall without leaving any trace. In order to relieve the abnormality in his body, he deliberately glanced around and said, "It's too stuffy in here. We have to find a way out quickly."
The shadow ignored his resistance and approached again.
The cool black mist enveloped the young man, but it was like adding fuel to a raging fire. Instead of alleviating the heat, it aroused an even stronger desire - wanting to touch, and also wanting...
This thought made Qi Qing's whole body stiffen. He stepped back suddenly as if he was burned, and said unnaturally: "Don't touch me!"
The shadow tilted his head, seemingly confused.
Qi Qing turned his face away and stumbled forward. His legs were still weak, but he walked faster and faster, as if he wanted to part ways with the black shadow.
After walking nearly a hundred steps, he suddenly remembered something, took out the detoxification pill from his arms with trembling hands, and took one with his head tilted back.
No matter if it's animal blood or something else, as long as I take the detoxification pill, it should... work, right?
However, he soon discovered that he was extremely wrong.
But after a moment, the coolness of the detoxification pills dissipated, and the heat came back even more violently.
The young man's breath was hot, as if there was a ball of fire in his throat, burning him dizzy and confused. He couldn't even walk steadily, and with a "thump", he fell in front of the black shadow.
Sure enough, the black shadow came up again. Qi Qing was drowsy and instinctively pressed against its cold body, but he was suddenly awakened the moment his skin touched.
Fever, craving for touch, detoxification pills failing...
——Isn’t this love poison? ?
He looked at the black shadow in disbelief, then looked down at himself, and instantly felt a wave of sadness.
Why does all the bad luck happen to me?
In the original novel, when Yue Ji was poisoned, at least he had his junior sister to take care of him; when it was his turn to be poisoned, there was no one around him, only a dark shadow who didn’t know if he was friend or foe... He wasn’t even a human!
Could it be that he got caught while floating down the river?
It’s all his fault. He was so busy reminding Yue Ji that he didn’t expect that this thing would randomly harm passers-by!
Thinking of this, Qi Qing collapsed in the arms of the black shadow in despair, muttering: "In this corner... where can I find Yue Ji..."
Even if I can find it, how can I explain it? How can I be sure that his blood can detoxify?
Qi Qing gritted his teeth and thought that it would be better to tear a piece of clothes and write a suicide note now.
The cause of death was written as "fighting hard with several celestial lion beasts, but was ultimately defeated and died together with them." Although it is still death, it looks heroic after all.
As for the shameful truth that he died from a love poison, he would never let anyone know even if he self-destructed his soul!
While he was daydreaming, the black shadow suddenly tightened his arms and picked him up sideways.
The moment the slightly cool body pressed against him, Qi Qing trembled all over, and a suppressed groan escaped from his throat. He couldn't stand this kind of touch at the moment, and suddenly grasped the black air scattered by the black shadow: "Don't, don't hug me..."
He was breathing rapidly and his whole body was shaking slightly as if he was sick.
The shadow seemed to notice something and lowered its head closer to his face.
Qi Qing turned her head away in embarrassment, but the other party turned her face back. Her face was flushed like a peach blossom, her eyes were moist, her lips were slightly open, and she was gasping for breath.
The black shadow was very good at observing people's expressions. He guessed what was going on just from his abnormal reaction and actually bent down to rub his neck.
This rub was simply adding fuel to the fire. Qi Qing had always coveted that little bit of coolness, and was teased by it. The tips of his ears quickly turned red, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said angrily: "I know you want to help, but you can't cure this poison."
The black shadow wrote two words on his palm: I can.
"You can do it if you know what the poison is!" Qi Qing simply gave up, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "--It's a love poison!"
It is unknown whether this black shadow was a man or a woman in his lifetime, but he dared to act so arrogantly. Now he has made everyone very embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, the black shadow still stubbornly wrote: Yes.
As if afraid that the level was not enough, the black shadow added: Yes, I can.
Qi Qing was dumbfounded. He wanted to let the black shadow retreat, but was left speechless by its firm "Yes I can".
He was about to argue a few more words, but he saw the black shadow gradually solidify, and its outline turned into a tall and slender male body.
Then, he clearly felt that something was missing.
Qi Qing: “…”
...There's no need to restore this place as well!
His ears felt hot and he stretched out his hands to block it in embarrassment, but his wrists were bound by the black energy and he could not move.
His waist suddenly loosened and the belt fell to the ground with a "click". The black shadow went straight to the point, and the progress was so fast that Qi Qing was caught off guard.
"etc!"
The young man was startled. He desperately grabbed his clothes with his free hand. His knuckles turned white from the effort. He almost uttered through his teeth, “No, move your hands. I can get through this by myself!”
But before he could finish his words, the black mist had already spread over his body like a tide, and the coolness of a stream flowed through every inch of his hot skin, like a gentle caress, making his body go limp, and he squinted his eyes, gasping for breath. Even he could not tell whether it was rejection or desire.
The shadow gradually increased its strength, and the originally tough resistance gradually turned into a weak tremor. Soon the young man couldn't even speak anymore. His legs curled up and a few tears seeped from the corners of his eyes.
Strands of black air penetrated into the collar, flowed across the young man's straight collarbone, and licked and nibbled on his jade-white skin.
The blood splattered on Qi Qing's neck had not yet been wiped clean, it was shockingly red, and his body was soft and warm, and covered with crimson like a tide, like a man-eating ghost in a storybook.
The shadow suddenly covered his eyes, and he subconsciously blinked his eyelashes, and his wet eyelashes swept across the other's palm. He struggled restlessly for a few times, but was suppressed more forcefully.
The collar of the shirt was torn open little by little.
Qi Qing was dazed and just reached out to the shadow's hand by feel, but he felt something other than his arm. That thing was flexible and slender, and it went around his hand and wrapped around the young man's thin waist, holding it tightly.
Like... a tail?
He was startled by this thought, and suddenly became a little more sober, struggling to stand up.
No, they were still studying in the Tianshi Beast Nest and were almost deranged by the love poison.
"Let go." Qi Qing's voice was hoarse, trying to maintain the last bit of rationality: "Exit, I need to find an exit...I have to get out."
But when he raised his eyes and saw the black shadow's appearance at this moment, he was suddenly stunned.
The black shadow still maintained the posture of hugging him, but behind it there was a tail tip sweeping back and forth... No, it wasn't a tail, it was more like some kind of curling...
This is not right!
Qi Qing was so shocked that he was speechless.
Should he call this Shadow Snake Brother or Tentacle Brother?
What on earth did I provoke? Could it be that this black shadow was not a human when he was alive?
Seeing that the black shadow was really going to use this thing to attack him, Qi Qing pushed it away violently and almost ran away.
He staggered, trying to ignore the strange feeling in his body, grabbed the ice sword, and stumbled into the darkness.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. The faint light of the Night Pearl and the corpse of the Heavenly Lion Beast had long disappeared behind them. The only sound left in their ears was a continuous rustling sound, as if it was raining.
Qi Qing stopped and realized that he had been running for a long time and had entered an unfamiliar room.
A swaying dark red light came in from under the eaves outside the window, like a hanging lantern. The shadows of the trees were swaying, and the banana leaves were swaying in the wind and rain, flapping against the window frames.
Qi Qing didn't know why he suddenly walked into such a room. Everything seemed familiar, as if he had been here before on a rainy night.
He took a step forward as if possessed by a ghost and pushed the door open.
However, what appeared outside was not the corridor as expected, but a stone staircase winding downwards, dark and unknown, as if leading to the abyss.
There was no one around, only a black shadow that followed him silently and appeared beside him.
Qi Qing froze, ignored it, and walked down the stairs.
He couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream, but he was inexplicably certain that there must be something hidden at the end of the stairs - something related to him, but he knew nothing about it.
When I walked to the bottom floor, there was a stone door where the lobby should have been.
The stone door was thick and cold, with a complete and complex pattern painted on its surface, which should be some kind of advanced formation.
Qi Qing tried pushing it, but the stone door remained motionless. He breathed heavily and tried to concentrate to identify the runes.
But the formation was too obscure, he couldn't understand it at all, and closed his eyes in pain: "If only Yue Ji was here..."
That guy has learned the formation, and although I don’t know how good he is, maybe he can solve it by accident.
Just as he was thinking about it, a hand suddenly passed over him, and the slender fingers tapped lightly on the formation a few times.
With a muffled sound, the stone door slowly opened.
Qi Qing looked back in shock, but the black shadow just stood there quietly, as if silently agreeing.
The candlelight suddenly lit up, and the warm yellow candlelight flowed through every inch of the space, just like the setting sun, filling the entire room with a soft and affectionate atmosphere.
Qi Qing stepped in, looked around, and the stone door suddenly slammed shut behind him.
This room had no windows, and the walls were covered with scrolls. There were so many of them that in the end they could not be hung any more, so they were piled up in a mess on the floor, leaving almost no room for visitors to stand.
When he saw the contents of the scroll clearly, Qi Qing's pupils shrank sharply, and his expression immediately turned into shock, shame and anger.
——The whole room was filled with his portraits.
Some are standing, some are leaning, some are smiling, some are glancing sideways, some are frowning and pursing their lips... Although their postures are different, they all reveal an indescribable charm.
The young man in the painting has moving eyes, his clothes are half-undone, and his large white skin is shining in the candlelight. One can tell at a glance that the painter has spent a long time smudged with great patience and interest, and every brushstroke is a blushing suggestion.
"…Who? Who drew this?!"
Qi Qing's eyes went dark as he watched, his chest heaving for a long time. He pulled off the nearest scroll and said in disbelief, "Who painted this?"
The dark shadow approached silently.
The originally cold mist suddenly became hot, as if someone was breathing hot air into his ear.
The black mist obscured Qi Qing's vision, and in a trance, he heard the voice of the black shadow for the first time.
It was calling his name: "Qi Qing."
Hoarse, muffled, yet strangely familiar.
The shadow smiled and asked, "Does my painting look good?"
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