Before Feng Qingcheng could even get close, she was blasted away by a powerful force from Wuming!
Fortunately, she was prepared and used her spiritual power to defend herself.
Even so, she still felt as if her internal organs were about to be shattered.
Wuming clutched his body in anguish, his voice cold and clear, "I can't control myself, Ah Cheng, you have to go."
Feng Qingcheng knew that she would be safe once she got out.
But looking at Wuming like this, she felt a little reluctant.
She remembered that their two previous cultivation sessions were both on the night of the full moon. Could it be that the full moon affected Wuming's body? So, on nights like this, he had to engage in cultivation?
In the instant she hesitated, Wuming suddenly flew towards her and fiercely grabbed her throat.
The boy's eyes were terrifyingly red, and she could feel the scorching heat emanating from the silver mask.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head desperately, "Wuming, it's me, Qingcheng."
Unfortunately, the boy couldn't hear anything. Now, in his eyes, she was a complete stranger.
The boy's hands, with their distinct joints, complemented the delicate, porcelain-like skin of her neck perfectly.
Unfortunately, those hands were meant to kill her.
With each increase in his force, she felt as if she were about to suffocate from the pain.
She felt like she was about to die.
Those who have fallen into demonic possession are indeed terrifying.
Is she really going to die?
But she was unwilling to accept it!
"Illusion Grass!"
She suddenly gave a summons, and with the use of her spiritual power, the Illusionary Heart Grass quickly flew out from her space.
The Illusionary Heart Grass, which had been in her space for several hours, now had even more spiritual power. It emitted a faint blue aura, which slowly seeped into the nameless person's body.
At the same time, the wisps of black energy around Wuming were also being slowly absorbed by it, bit by bit.
The more black energy it absorbs, the more blue energy it releases.
As more and more blue energy entered Wuming's body, his consciousness gradually returned.
“Acheng”.
He held the barely breathing Feng Qingcheng in his arms, touching the neck where he had choked her, and a tear slid down his silver mask.
Feng Qingcheng looked at him weakly, and finally fainted in his arms.
Thankfully, he regained consciousness.
The nameless man immediately channeled his spiritual power into her.
After Feng Qingcheng fainted, she floated directly into the space.
The Illusionary Heart Grass had turned black and returned to its original position.
Feng Qingcheng wanted to infuse it with spiritual power, but found that she couldn't use it at all.
What's going on?
Feng Qingcheng was extremely puzzled.
"Master, you're just a soul drifting into this space right now." The little pig snuggled into her arms, stealing a kiss in the process.
"What's the meaning?"
"It means exactly what it says, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me. We're meeting soul to soul now; the real body is sleeping. Do you understand what I mean?"
Feng Qingcheng nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
“Master, you took a really big risk this time. If it weren’t for the Illusion Grass, you would have been dead.”
Why did Wuming suffer a qi deviation?
"I'm still sleeping and don't understand this guy, but now that he's awake, you should hurry up and cultivate with him."
This guy is making her go to dual cultivation again.
She only wants to cultivate diligently; she doesn't want to sell her body!
"Since you've already practiced dual cultivation twice, what difference would a few more times make?"
Well.
Forget it, the human world is beyond the understanding of Warcraft, just as the human world is beyond the understanding of Warcraft.
"Isn't there any other way? Like, can I give him acupuncture? Or feed him some pills?"
"He's a Xuanzun level cultivator. You, a newbie, think you can cure a guy who's gone mad with qi deviation? Wake up."
Okay, she said she was devastated!
"I can't get out like this, can I?"
"I have the ability to use a tiny bit of spiritual power. I'll borrow this little bit of spiritual power to send you out. You'll be very weak, but you must remember to cultivate with him. It will benefit both of you. Otherwise, if he falls into demonic possession again, even a great immortal will have difficulty saving him."
Is this really necessary?
Feng Qingcheng wondered if the little pig was lying to her.
"Don't hesitate any longer, go out and pounce on Nameless."
After the little pig finished speaking, it gathered all its spiritual power and pushed Feng Qingcheng away with all its might!
"This time, I'll have to sleep for a long time again, Master, you'd better pull yourself together."
As Feng Qingcheng left the space, the little pig said to her in a weak voice.
As soon as it finished speaking, the pig collapsed onto the ground, unable to move any further.
Feng Qingcheng opened her eyes and was met with Wuming's burning gaze.
Those eyes could burn a person to ashes.
She couldn't help but blush.
"Ah Cheng." The boy excitedly hugged her tightly.
She discovered that the two of them were actually in bed.
It's obvious without even thinking that it was created by Wuming.
A Xuanzun-level expert, that's amazing!
"How are you feeling?" Wuming reached out and touched her forehead.
Feng Qingcheng seized the opportunity to grab his hand.
His pulse was erratic, and within him burned an unnamed, malevolent fire. It was this fire that tormented him to the point of unbearable agony.
The girl stared at him intently. "Nameless, shouldn't you explain something to me?"
The boy's eyes flickered. "Acheng, the time is not right. I don't want to add to your burden."
hehe.
She's slept with you twice, yet she won't even show you her true colors. What do you expect her to tell you?
Feng Qingcheng suddenly got a little angry, "Tch, do you think I want to know? If it weren't for the fact that I can advance my cultivation level by cultivating with you, do you think I would care?"
The light in the boy's eyes suddenly dimmed. "Ah Cheng, I'm sorry, I..."
"Stop explaining. On the night of the full moon, you can't control the spiritual power in your body, can you? And I, this good-for-nothing, just happen to need spiritual power. We each get what we need, isn't that great? Come on."
It's fine as it is.
Dual cultivation with a stranger.
She healed him, and he helped her advance; neither of them owed the other anything.
"Ah Cheng, I..."
"Stop talking nonsense, come on, I'm in a hurry, I still need to go get medicine for my husband." Feng Qingcheng said, looking at him provocatively.
Wuming sighed again, "Acheng, when I recover, I will marry you."
"No need, I'm already married."
“Ah Cheng, you don’t need to provoke me.”
"So what?"
"I will slaughter everyone in this world."
How arrogant!
"If things continue like this, it's questionable whether you'll even live another two years."
“Ah Cheng.” Wuming hugged her tightly. “I will tell you when the time is right.”
What kind of person is he?
Feng Qingcheng was about to get angry, but when she saw that something was wrong with his eyes and that wisps of black energy were starting to emanate from his body, she offered her cherry lips.
The little pig went to great lengths to get her out, and she couldn't let it all go to waste.
Of course, there was another reason: she couldn't die.
When Wuming unleashes his power, it's terrifying.
It's truly a blessing that she survived the first two times.
This time, Wuming clearly resisted, but Feng Qingcheng didn't give him a chance. She held him tightly, making it impossible for him to escape her control.
The evil fire within Wuming seemed to have a strong liking for Feng Qingcheng. Whenever Feng Qingcheng engaged in intimate behavior with him, that evil fire would be immediately suppressed and made to behave itself.
At first, Wuming was able to control himself, but after a while, he was completely consumed by love.
As always, he became increasingly rude.
Feng Qingcheng's clothes were torn to shreds in an instant.
"Sizzle!"
Beast!
Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but curse him in her heart.
But soon, as Wuming moved forward, she forgot everything and, in sync with his rhythm, the two quickly became entangled.
Outside, the full moon hangs high in the sky.
Inside the cave, a series of embarrassing scenes were unfolding.
Feng Qingcheng felt like she was about to suffocate several times, and Wuming infused her with spiritual power, which allowed her to barely withstand his ferocity.
The spiritual energy within him was so abundant that it was overflowing; she couldn't absorb it all, so he had to infuse it into her as well.
Just how powerful is this person?
Just when Feng Qingcheng felt like she was about to fall apart and pass out, Wuming finally let her go.
Wuming kissed her lips, "Acheng, you are mine, you can only be mine."
Feng Qingcheng drifted off to sleep.
In her dream, she saw Long Moyuan, who looked at her with disappointment. Everyone in the Prince An's mansion pointed at her and cursed her as lowly. She had disgraced the royal family, and the royal family dispatched countless Xuanzun experts to capture her and use her as a negative example by drowning her in a pig cage! What was hateful was that the little lecherous pig actually watched the show. When she cried for help, it mocked her, saying, "Who told you not to cultivate with more handsome men? If you can't become a strong person, then you can only die!"
Feng Qingcheng was startled awake.
She was soaked to the bone.
The large bed beneath her was gone, replaced by soft grass, and her torn clothes were now perfectly intact on her body. The people beside her, as always, were nowhere to be seen.
It's always the same: he sleeps with her and then leaves.
Feng Qingcheng got up dejectedly and discovered that she had advanced from the seventh star of the Xuanzong realm to the ninth star.
The most exciting thing is the speed of this advancement!
It's absolutely amazing!
Haha, with just one more star, she'll be a Xuanhuang-level expert. Looking across the entire Longtai, no one of her age or gender can compare to her.
"Master, you're amazing! You've advanced another level!"
"Piggy, you're awake?" Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed.
"I can barely open my eyes, I still need to sleep. If you advance to the Xuanhuang level, I will be able to truly wake up."
He's going to trick her into practicing dual cultivation again.
This little perverted pig, doesn't it take any effort for it to engage in dual cultivation?
She almost fainted several times, okay?
It's all Wuming's fault, he's too cruel.
Don't give her a rank higher than his, otherwise, hmph, she'll definitely kidnap Wuming to be her little male slave, and bully him however she wants!
Feng Qingcheng entered the space and was surprised to find that a small river had appeared because of her advancement.
This is fantastic! It's like someone brings you bathwater just when you're about to take a shower.
Although Wuming had used magic to clean her body, a bath without soaking in water is soulless.
Feng Qingcheng jumped into the river for a nice bath, only to be scolded by the little pig.
The little pig said, "I never take a bath; it's a waste of time."
Feng Qingcheng scoffed at it, "You stinky pig, if you ever crawl into my arms again, I'll slap you to death."
The little pig pouted and went back to sleep.
Feng Qingcheng plans to manufacture some shower gels and similar products herself in the future. The market demand for shower gels is huge, and she's sure she'll become a rich woman very soon.
After all, not everyone can use the Cleansing Technique like Wuming. As far as she knew, none of the royal family's Xuanzun-level guys could use it.
Feng Qingcheng changed into a light green dress, fed some spiritual energy to her herb garden, and finally fed a little blood to the blackened Illusion Heart Grass before leaving the space.
This portable space is really great. If I can bring a bed in later, it will be perfect.
As soon as Feng Qingcheng stepped out of the cave, she encountered Long Moyuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Acheng," Long Moyuan called to her with a smile.
Long Moyuan, he actually found his way here?
Feng Qingcheng froze on the spot!
What does it feel like to be caught cheating?
"Your Highness," Wu Fu greeted her with a curtsy.
Feng Qingcheng realized what was happening and jogged over to Long Moyuan.
Perhaps because she had done something wrong, she was unusually enthusiastic towards Long Moyuan, "A-Yuan, what brings you here?"
Long Moyuan looked at her with a smile, "Because you're here."
Feng Qingcheng felt embarrassed by his gaze. "This is the Twilight Forest, so dangerous. With your legs injured, how did you manage to come here?"
“Acheng.” Long Moyuan hugged her.
Feng Qingcheng's entire body stiffened.
Long Moyuan, if you knew that I was having a passionate dual cultivation session with Wuming in the cave ahead last night, would you still treat me so well?
A wave of guilt washed over her, and Feng Qingcheng bent down, "A Yuan, you..."
Long Moyuan cupped her face, silencing her before she could say anything more.
Wu Fu quickly turned around.
Feng Qingcheng was completely dumbfounded on the spot.
How did Long Moyuan become so domineering?
He was so careful to keep his distance from her in the Prince's mansion, afraid of overstepping his bounds, but now he's burning with passion.
Long Moyuan seemed to be punishing her for her inattentiveness, gently biting her lip before proceeding to conquer her.
Upon hearing that trembling sound, Wu Fu immediately ran away.
He wasn't married yet, and he didn't want to hear such stimulating sounds.
Feng Qingcheng's heart raced until Long Moyuan's lips were swollen from kissing her, at which point he finally released her.
Her cheeks were so red they seemed to dye the entire forest crimson.
"Ah Cheng, a day apart feels like three autumns," Long Moyuan whispered in her ear. "Forgive me for my uncontrollable feelings."
Feng Qingcheng didn't know what to do.
She felt so sorry for Long Moyuan.
what to do?
This is really worrying me.
"A-Yuan, let me do acupuncture for you."
Feng Qingcheng finished speaking with a blush, then took his pulse and found that it was much more stable. It seems that Wu Fu's acupuncture skills are quite good.
Long Moyuan looked at her with a smile, "Okay."
Feng Qingcheng didn't dare to look at him, but took out silver needles and focused on performing acupuncture on him.
“Acheng”.
"Um?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you. You haven't been by my side these past few days, you have no idea how much I've missed you."
I understand, otherwise they wouldn't be so enthusiastic.
If things continue like this, she's really afraid that Long Moyuan will ask her to fulfill her marital obligations.
"Ah Cheng, where are they?"
"For some reason, I got separated from them."
"This Twilight Forest is too dangerous. Let's go back to the palace."
Feng Qingcheng shook her head. "No, I want to find a medicinal herb for you here."
This was probably the only way she could make amends to him.
Is it absolutely necessary?
Feng Qingcheng nodded. "It's indispensable. Once you find it, you'll not only be able to walk, but you can also run. Isn't that great?"
"But all I want is for you to be safe and sound."
Feng Qingcheng knew that he must have found out something after entering the Twilight Forest, so she stopped hiding it from him. "I have a plan. I'll wait until those guys fight to the death, and then I'll reap the benefits."
Long Moyuan gently pinched her little nose. "You're so naughty."
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