An unconcealable anger appeared on that face that had always been calm and indifferent. When Luo Jianqing finished his last sentence, Xuan Lingzi looked down at him, and Luo Jianqing looked up at him as well. Their gazes met in mid-air, sparking a lightning-like spark.
Luo Jianqing said, "Wuyin, will you do what the book says?"
Xuan Lingzi's body stiffened slightly, and he immediately concealed his expression and said calmly, "No."
Luo Jianqing could no longer suppress his laughter. He raised his head and kissed Xuan Lingzi's thin lips.
Once the kiss started, it was hard to stop.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, with a strength that seemed to rub each other into their flesh and blood. Xuan Lingzi lowered his head and kissed Luo Jianqing on the lips. The latter closed his eyes and kissed back with all his heart. Luo Jianqing naturally didn't notice that as he recounted the plot of "Seeking Immortality", Xuan Lingzi's fingers hidden under his sleeves couldn't help but tremble. When Xuan Lingzi kissed him, a red light flashed in his eyes, and even his forehead was covered with sweat.
At this moment, Xuan Lingzi seemed to have returned to the most terrifying day.
He stood alone on the top of Yuxiao Peak, gazing into the distance again and again, waiting for his second disciple to bring back his most beloved eldest disciple.
Xuan Lingzi was brought to Yuxiao Peak by his master for training since he was a child. His master found Xuan Lingzi, who had super-grade bones, when he was more than 3,000 years old. So he taught Xuan Lingzi all kinds of skills and forgot to teach him some worldly rules.
On Yuxiao Peak now, there are only Xuan Lingzi and Luo Jianqing, but at that time there were only Xuan Lingzi and his master.
The former Grand Elder of Mount Taihua had only a thousand years left to live, and due to injuries sustained during the war between the two clans, he likely wouldn't survive for more than a few hundred years. Xuan Lingzi diligently cultivated, living up to his master's expectations. He reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage at just over two hundred years old, a truly miraculous achievement that left the Grand Elder contentedly closing his eyes and entering the cycle of reincarnation.
Xuan Lingzi didn't know how to treat his apprentice, so he had to learn from his master and teach Luo Jianqing carefully. He put all his thoughts on this child, caring about all his affairs, raising him up, and then... he started to have thoughts that he shouldn't have.
He never dared to reveal his feelings to Luo Jianqing again, and he never dared to get too close to Luo Jianqing again.
Everything changed so quickly. In just eighteen years, so much had happened. Before Xuan Lingzi realized it, his beloved had been expelled from Mount Taihua. That day, he left Yuxiao Peak and came to Cangshuang Peak, standing before Venerable Hao Xingzi.
"Brother, Jianqing must have his own difficulties!"
Venerable Hao Xingzi looked at him in disbelief and said angrily, "Junior brother, as the Grand Elder of Mount Taihua, you have irrefutable evidence. How could you, for your own selfish desires, easily let off Luo Jianqing, who voluntarily fell into demonism and slaughtered hundreds of righteous disciples?"
Xuan Lingzi's heart ached, but he still said, "I believe Jianqing! Brother, you watched Jianqing grow up, you know he is not that kind of person."
Hao Xingzi frowned, "Three thousand years ago, no one would have thought that Senior Lin Changyang, who had fallen into the devil's way, would be such a villain."
Xuan Lingzi was speechless.
Immediately, Hao Xingzi was about to issue a Taihua Order to recapture the unworthy traitor Luo Jianqing. Upon hearing this, Xuan Lingzi's eyes glared, and he dropped to his knees. Hao Xingzi stared at him, his finger trembling as he pointed at his usually selfless junior brother. After a long pause, he said in horror, "You... what on earth do you mean?"
Xuan Lingzi looked up at him, his face calm, but his words were powerful: "Brother, I believe in Jianqing!"
At that moment, Venerable Hao Xingzi seemed to suddenly realize something. He paled with fear from his own terrifying thoughts. He didn't let Xuan Lingzi get up, so Xuan Lingzi remained kneeling. Three days later, Venerable Hao Xingzi seemed to have aged a hundred years. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "When did you... develop these feelings for Jian Qing?"
Xuan Lingzi was speechless and lowered his head slightly.
This reaction made Hao Xingzi feel extremely sad.
After a long while, Hao Xingzi flung his robe and said, "Go to the Cliff of Repentance and atone for his sins!"
The past flashed before Xuan Lingzi's eyes like flowing water. He held the young man tightly in his arms, his tongue prying open his teeth and slurping down the sweet saliva. His nose was filled with the scent of a gradually clearing scent, and his fingers were also filled with a gradually clearing warmth, a scorching heat, unlike a corpse, cold and icy, even without breath...
Luo Jianqing's lips were red and swollen from Xuan Lingzi's kiss. When they let go, Luo Jianqing was breathing heavily, but Xuan Lingzi's eyes were slightly red, and he looked down at him seriously. When Luo Jianqing was caught off guard, his eyes were gently kissed by Xuan Lingzi.
The lingering kiss gently fell on his eyes, nose, and face. She kissed every inch of his skin closely, biting his small earlobe, moving down along his graceful facial lines, and finally covering his soft lips.
This time, the kiss was ambiguous and charming. The two of them kissed as they entered the house. Xuan Lingzi's movements had never been so rough before. A tingling sensation ran through the places he had been licked and into Luo Jianqing's brain, making him dizzy. He didn't realize that Xuan Lingzi in front of him seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness.
In the bloody world, on the cliff where the cold wind was howling, the man lay on the edge of the cliff without breathing, with a cold and ruthless sword piercing his chest.
When Xuan Lingzi saw this scene, his heart was torn apart, his spiritual energy surged, and he seemed to be on the verge of death. His eyes were wet with blood, and he could no longer see anything, nor hear anything. He just stared at this person, this person who seemed to have died long ago. The pain that surged in his heart was like a sea, swallowing him up.
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