Chapter 59: Do you want to go to the dark room, or should I?
Qi Qing tried to touch the black fog covering his eyes, but his fingers were entangled by more cold fog.
The young man's hands were covered with thin calluses from sword practice, they were white and slender, and his nails were round and clean. Now stained with blood, they looked glaring as if they were stained.
The black shadow grabbed his wrist, put the bloody finger into his mouth, and licked the blood clean carefully with the hot and wet tongue over the knuckles inch by inch.
Qi Qing suddenly curled up his fingers, and the tail-like thing wrapped around his waist, tightening suddenly, pinning him tightly in the arms of the black shadow.
At this moment, Qi Qing particularly regretted changing the plot card but not the skills.
Who knew there would be such a disaster!
A low laugh sounded beside my ear: "Why don't you ask why?"
The black mist that covered his eyes was like a knot that could not be removed. The young man tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but he was so exhausted that he felt pain.
His internal injuries had not yet healed, and he had forced himself to walk here despite the poison of love. His body had clearly reached its limit.
Qi Qing could no longer stand and slid down uncontrollably, falling into the dark shadow's prepared arms.
The scroll on the ground was bent by the pressure, making a crisp sound. The black shadow pressed him in front of the painting, facing the lustful face of the person in the painting.
Qi Qing couldn't see anything, and could only try to grab the tail that was almost wrapped around his ankles, and shouted angrily: "Who the hell are you!"
"That's up to you."
The shadow sat on his waist, holding his struggling hands and pressing them on both sides, "Who are you thinking about at night, who are you calling in your dreams..."
He deliberately lowered his voice, and brushed his lips against Qi Qing's earlobe: "For example, your 'good disciple' who is going crazy outside the stone gate?"
Feeling the body below him stiffen instantly, the black shadow added contentedly: "Did you hear that? He is breaking the restriction and trying to rescue you."
Qi Qing faintly heard the noise and immediately dared not move. He said in a trembling voice: "You... don't do anything rash. I warn you, my disciple is very powerful and will kill you on the spot."
"Don't you want him to see it?" The shadow's fingertips brushed across his tense shoulder blades, and asked with interest: "If he saw Master in this state, do you think he would kill me first, or... kill you first?"
Qi Qing said angrily: "He does have problems, but not as vile as you!"
The shadow approached him suddenly, almost touching his nose, and asked in a deep voice: "Really? Can you guarantee that he has never had such thoughts in his mind? Or -"
He said maliciously, "Do you really think he is a gentleman? Do you think he can remain calm when he sees you like this?"
Qi Qing's breathing stagnated, but the shadow didn't allow him to breathe, and every word pierced his heart: "Of course you know, but you never care about what he wants, and whether he can really get it... In the end, he is not in your heart at all, right?"
These words were like a knife cutting into the most secret corner of Qi Qingqing's heart. Qi Qingqing was so poisoned that he was in a daze. He could only barely grasp the last sentence and trembled to retort: "Of course I... of course I have..."
But before he could finish his words, he lost his confidence.
——Is that really the case?
If we say that two years ago, he really liked Yue Ji, it was the pride of a master for his disciple, and the care of an elder brother for his younger generation. He was pleased with the young man's high spirits and bright future.
However, until now, Yue Ji relied on his soft-heartedness to press him step by step, but he still couldn't bear to draw that line.
He himself couldn't explain why.
The shadow sneered, suddenly ripped open his clothes, hugged him up, and walked towards the stone gate: "Since it doesn't matter, let him see with his own eyes how his good master begs in my arms, how about it?"
“You dare!” Qi Qing’s voice suddenly rose, but the shadow’s footsteps did not stop. He finally panicked and softened his tone, saying awkwardly: “…Don’t do this, I beg you.”
At this moment, his eyes were covered with black air, his hands were bound, and he was forced to wrap his arms around the waist of the black shadow. The black air penetrated deep into his clothes, and he was so sensitive that he could hardly withstand any touch. He was almost at the mercy of others and felt extremely embarrassed.
How could I let my apprentice see me like this?
He took a deep breath, but let out a trembling sigh like a sob. He lowered his head, his shoulders and neck tensed, as if he was on the verge of collapse.
The shadow paused, loosened the bound tail a little, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you crying?"
Her fingertips touched the corner of his eye. The young man's eye was slightly red, his eyelashes were wet, and he was incredibly beautiful. He turned his head away and refused to let anyone see him. His bloodstained neck was exposed to everyone without any defense.
The black shadow couldn't help but touch his neck.
At this moment, something unexpected happened!
Several icy spikes suddenly shot out, and the cold air directly attacked the black shadow.
Qi Qingxin clenched his hands, and an ice blade appeared out of thin air, breaking through the black fog and accurately hitting the black shadow's throat.
He barely managed to muster up the strength he had just recovered, pulled out the ice sword with his other hand, and shouted sternly, "Get out of here!"
He was not sure whether this was really the shadow's Achilles' heel, but at this moment the only way to escape from the predicament was to fight quickly.
Qi Qingqiang gathered his inner strength, the tip of his sword was filled with murderous intent, and he was ready to fight for his life.
The black shadow was still at ease, without even taking up the sword, he just dodged lightly.
The frosty sword energy exploded in the dark room, affecting the painting scroll. The drawing paper fluttered down like butterfly wings and disappeared in mid-air. The charming portrait on it also slowly faded away.
The two played table tennis for dozens of moves. Qi Qing was exhausted, but he gritted his teeth and refused to give in.
The shadow suddenly stopped and said faintly, "I really want to lock you up."
"It's none of my business?" Qi Qing sneered, threw another pill into his mouth, and said, "Come on, let's see whether you live or die today!"
The black shadow did not move.
He sighed softly, and raised his hand to touch Qi Qing's face. The fingertips formed by the black mist moved gently: "I don't want you to die, and you'd better not die."
The sword light fell without any explanation, and the black shadow disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.
Qi Qing was startled, then looked around vigilantly, suspecting that the shadow was playing tricks on him, but after a few breaths, he no longer sensed any presence.
The paintings on the four walls suddenly became blurred, and the beautiful spring scenery spread out like ink, fading and smudged in the air.
Qi Qing thought he was dizzy from exhaustion, and tried to hold on to the wall, but his hand went into darkness.
The dark room began to collapse.
Fantasy?!
He was slightly horrified, realizing that he had gotten so deeply involved without knowing when.
The world was spinning before the young man's eyes, and his body swayed. Finally, he could not hold on and fell down.
Before he lost consciousness, he was embraced by a warm embrace.
…
The bonfire crackled, sparks flew, and the air was a little hot.
Qi Qing slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little dry in the mouth.
Although the love poison in his body was alleviated, it was still not eliminated. It made him feel hot all over and his consciousness was dizzy.
His vision hadn't yet focused, but he vaguely saw a familiar figure sitting beside him. The flickering orange-red firelight outlined his neat and clean profile.
"Master is awake?"
Yue Ji turned around and reached out to help him.
Qi Qing's mind was not clear, so she let him help her sit up, her throat was very dry: "Why are you here?"
The surroundings did not look like the terrain of the Heavenly Lion's Lair, but were still within an underground river cave. He had no idea where Yue Ji had taken him. There were some transparent, wet marks on his body, as if he had been crawled over by a clam shell.
There were only him and Yue Ji by the fire; his fellow brothers and sisters from the Wanshou Sect were nowhere to be found.
Qi Qing coughed lightly twice, raised his hand to the foreign object in his arms, fumbled to take it out, and took a look, then he was stunned.
——They were actually the five inner cores of the celestial lion beasts. Not a single one was missing, and all were left to him intact.
"Of course I'm here to save Master." Yue Ji's fingertips stroked his hot face, slid down along the line of his neck, pressed against his collar, and suddenly paused: "Who left it?"
The overly gentle movement made Qi Qing tremble. The absurd behavior of the black shadow suddenly emerged in his mind. His ears were burning and he avoided talking about it: "Don't ask."
It was really hard to talk about the fact that he was poisoned by love. He didn't want to say it, but Yue Ji refused to give up: "Why can't I ask? Master's breath is disordered, and it's very hot, but it doesn't seem like a cold has entered his body... Is there any poison in the Tianshi beast?"
"I know my limits as a teacher." Qi Qingqiang remained calm, but his voice was very hoarse: "Don't ask so many questions."
Yue Ji stopped talking and handed the hot water next to him to him.
Qi Qing thought he was willing to compromise, so he took the water and took a sip to moisten his throat.
Unexpectedly, just as he put down the kettle, his collar was suddenly torn open, and a warm palm touched his skin directly, stroking heavily along the water marks that had not yet dried.
Yue Ji narrowed his eyes and ran his knuckles dangerously over his collarbone: "Who left these marks?"
"Don't touch me!" Qi Qing's breathing suddenly became disordered, and she almost lost her balance. She grabbed his hand, her arms trembling: "...I rubbed it myself."
His abnormality was too obvious, so Yue Ji naturally became suspicious.
Qi Qing also knew that his disciple was not a well-behaved and obedient person.
Therefore, when Yue Ji broke free from his hand and forcefully hugged him in his arms, although Qi Qing was not surprised, he still felt embarrassed.
It would have been fine if the black shadow had just deceived him with the illusion, but now Yue Ji wanted to check. If he really found out that he was love poisoned... he might as well just reincarnate again.
After all, I am a master. Now my clothes are disheveled and I am touched by my apprentice whenever he wants. How can I still have the dignity of a teacher?
Yue Ji did not allow him to escape. He checked carefully from top to bottom. When he saw a certain place, he suddenly stopped and looked at Qi Qing meaningfully.
He slowly straightened Qi Qing's clothes, pretending to be embarrassed, and raised the corners of his lips: "It turns out... I misunderstood Master."
Qi Qing was extremely embarrassed, his voice was stiff, and he said stubbornly: "What? You dare to laugh at me? It's just a love poison, I will be fine after a while."
“Do you need my help?” Yue Ji supported his side with one hand, his eyes surprisingly dark.
As if he knew Qi Qing would refuse, he said quietly: "I have agreed with those two from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect to act separately. When the time comes, they will come to find me. If Master does not need my help..."
The meaning behind this is self-evident.
Qi Qing could tolerate losing his composure in front of Yue Ji - he knew what this bastard had in mind for him, and the worst that could happen was he would just give up and follow the original novel's route.
But it’s different in front of others. Qi Qing thinks he is not thick-skinned enough to do that.
Yue Ji added: "There may be lone celestial lion beasts wandering around here. No matter what, Master, you'd better not stay too far away from me."
Qi Qing gritted his teeth and squeezed out an almost inaudible sentence: "...I can do it myself."
Yue Ji looked at him straight.
Qi Qing couldn't stand this kind of real gaze and immediately turned his back.
The thought of relieving himself under the gaze of his apprentice made him feel extremely embarrassed and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
The young man closed his eyes, his belt loosened under his trembling fingertips, and his inner clothes were already slightly wet.
But when it really touched her, a sweet moan still came out uncontrollably, sensitive and unfamiliar. Qi Qing froze and curled her toes in shame.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since this happened. Yue Ji was always pestering him, from when he was a child to when he was older. They slept next to each other, and it was not easy to carry him on his back at first, and it became even more inappropriate later. Over time, he never thought about it again.
The gazes behind him were like thorns on his back. Qi Qing barely held back his voice, hoping to get it over with quickly.
But he trembled at the slightest touch, his hands were too weak to exert any strength, and the more anxious he was, the more he didn't know how to do it. Touching it was more painful than not touching it, like an unbearable torture.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached up from behind and took over the leadership without any room for rejection.
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