Chapter 67: Desire
Theo raised an eyebrow and easily took her punch.
"What? Is this the witch's new method of sealing her mouth?"
Qianzhi shook his hand away and twisted her fingertips together vigorously.
Theo's mischievous expression froze as she moved.
He vaguely heard something breaking between her fingers.
At the same time, the violent pain in his chest subsided a little.
"Let's make a deal, Your Majesty," Qianzhi clapped his hands together, brushing off the remaining smoke from the dissipated mist. "I will stay here and heal all of your people. After that, you must let me leave."
Of course, she would take them away from here when the time came.
Theo's expression changed strangely because of her words.
From frowning at the beginning, to later, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a few sharp fangs, and his narrow eyes flashed with a deep light, as if staring at the prey that he was determined to get.
She said she would cure them and stay here.
The word "stay" seemed like a strange stimulant, and he felt his chest trembling with excitement.
It was as if he had longed for such a promise for a long, long time, and finally heard a similar echo.
"Your Majesty?" Qianzhi frowned, and the expression of the man in front of him looked even weirder.
She felt that Theo inside the "door" was much more difficult to understand than Theo outside.
He seemed to have shed some of the appearance he had tried to conceal from her outside the "door", and showed her a more cold and decisive side of a judge.
Also, I no longer conceal my desires, which intensifies my longing for things.
Theo himself has a sense of contrast with being a bit tsundere, occasionally childish and spoiled, and a bit boyish.
It was also dissipated by this violent black fog.
"Okay." Theo agreed to her promise.
The tone was so forceful and solemn that it seemed as if it was more than just an agreement.
"I can understand that as long as there's one person who hasn't been cured, you'll have to stay here forever."
".right."
Although Qianzhi felt a little confused about his attitude, there were more important things at the moment.
"I've always wanted to know, where is Alan Bolan?"
"Bo Lan?" Theo frowned, seemed to have thought of something, and sighed deeply.
"I'll take you to him, if you can heal him."
Walking down the castle stairs, next to the giant statue on the first floor, there is an extremely delicately carved iron gate made of thorns.
It is wrapped in layers of chains.
Open the door and go down, there are protective iron walls. Walk to the end of the underground illuminated by dim torches, and you will reach the dungeon.
"I don't want to lock my guards up in a place like this," Theo signaled the guards to light the torches and shine them towards the deepest part of the dungeon.
"But his condition is worse than anyone else's. If I don't tie him up securely, he'll even eat himself."
The firelight shone upon a nearly naked man.
Beneath the messy black hair, a pair of fierce brown eyes like an animal were revealed.
There was no warmth and gentleness that Qianzhi was familiar with in his eyes, only naked anger and a desire to kill.
His limbs were tied to the stone wall with extremely thick iron chains, his honey-colored muscles bulged with force, and protruding blue veins appeared.
His chest and abdomen were covered in scratches, some of which were still oozing blood, flowing down the grooves of his muscles into the black bricks and stones.
"Alan." Qianzhi closed his eyes.
Sure enough, his symptoms were much more serious than anyone else's. The black mist surrounded him and almost swallowed him whole.
He must be in a lot of pain now.
"Open the door and let me in." Qianzhi walked to the iron gate.
It was too far away, she couldn't reach the mist.
"No," Theo rejected immediately. "He's definitely going to hurt you in his current state."
"He won't," Qianzhi walked up to Theo, reached out and pulled his collar, making the man lower his head and look directly into her eyes.
There was a shimmering green lake, still shining brightly in the dim light.
"I told you I'd heal everyone, and he wouldn't hurt me, Theo. Open the door."
Theo stared at her beautiful eyes for a while, then signaled the guard to open the door.
The door that was locked by layers of locks slowly opened. Qianzhi walked in and slowly approached the beast in front of him.
The pair of brown eyes suddenly lit up for a moment, then quickly dimmed due to the black fog.
"Alan," Qianzhi's voice pierced through the thick fog, guiding those lost inside to follow the melodious sound to find the exit of light. "Hold on a little longer, and you won't be in pain for long."
Qianzhi spread out her palms, and the mist rushed towards her new host like a hyena smelling new blood, but was instantly crushed into dust by her slender fingers.
The shrill whistling sound disappeared in an instant, and a hole appeared in the thick fog.
Bo Lan's eyes turned as the fog briefly dissipated, and with a little light in them, he looked towards Qianzhi.
There was a thick iron ring around his cervical vertebrae and a bite stopper strapped tightly to his face.
His consciousness was hazy, but the man standing before him.
It was someone he really wanted to eat.
He didn't know when it started, but the desires he had been suppressing for so long suddenly burst out, turning him into a puppet of desire.
He wanted to yell, to vent, to eat everything he could.
The appearance of the person in front of him completely reversed his originally unleashed desire.
It is no longer, and does not exist simply as appetite.
Instead, it is a mixture of unbridled love and intense desire for possession.
It tightened his greedy stomach.
Saliva was continuously secreted in large quantities as his desire grew, wetting the corners of his lips which he could not completely close.
His Adam's apple swallowed and he leaned forward again, trying to take in all the scent around her into his body.
The chain made a sound of being overwhelmed as he pulled it hard, the bricks and stones cracked, and his open sharp teeth almost reached Qianzhi's neck.
"Qianzhi!" Theo rushed forward and blocked it with his broad back.
"I've already told you he's in danger, witch," he angrily tried to justify his subconscious actions. "If you die here, how can you fulfill our agreement?"
"Eat!" the man behind them hissed. "Eat it."
If you cut open Bo Lan's brain.
There were just countless identical words rolling over and over.
Smell her smell her smell her eat her eat her eat her.
The black mist came out again, and Qianzhi pulled out a long strip and crushed it with his feet.
It seems that curing Bo Lan is not as easy as she imagined.
Qianzhi stayed in the basement for a long time and finally removed some of the black fog around Bo Lan.
The man's eyes at least became a little clearer, and he could start to utter more words word by word.
Qianzhi took off Bo Lan's bite device and asked him about her own identity.
The man's eyes gleamed with a gentle emotion, though fleeting, but it was almost exactly the same as the expression he gave Qianzhi when he looked at her from outside the "door", giving Qianzhi some hope.
"You are." Bo Lan said slowly.
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