It seems like a kiss!
It was cold, but because of the incident just now, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.
Cong Mo helped Leng Can to a secluded place, "Xiao Can, hold me tight."
Leng Can rubbed her neck, his emotions had calmed down, and he only sobbed softly, "Xiao Mo, I... wu... am I useless?"
As she spoke, a few more tears fell, rolled into her clothes and burned her skin.
Cong Mo shuddered and patted his back to comfort him, "No, you killed the monster. You are very powerful."
"You're lying. You never said I was great. You lied to me." Leng Can started to pester her. He grabbed her clothes at the waist and pulled out the wrinkles. He buried his whole body in her arms and rubbed against her. Cong Mo couldn't stand such a big man. He staggered backwards and hit the wall.
"Xiaocan, you..." Cong Mo felt uncomfortable because of his nudging, just like when she was a child and was nudged by the big yellow dog at the village entrance and was acting like a spoiled child. At that time, she was filled with childishness and could not resist the big yellow dog asking for food from her. Now, she was also unable to refuse Leng Can's pitiful request for comfort from her.
Cong Mo stammered, and after a long pause, he finally said, "Don't cry, I... don't like lying. No, I won't lie."
"Then you say..." Leng Can suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of tears. His originally clear and beautiful eyes were red and swollen from crying, his eyelashes were covered with tears, his eyebrows were twisted into a s-shaped shape, especially the red hanging at the end of his eyes, which was extremely piercing. He pulled out his arm and grabbed Cong Mo's shoulder, questioning, "Why did the monster only catch me?"
He forced Cong Mo to reveal the fact that he was weak.
Cong Mo blinked, lowered his eyes, then immediately raised them again and looked at him unnaturally.
"Is it because I'm weak?" Leng Can pursed his lips and said to himself without waiting for her answer, but big tears fell from his eyes, showing his sadness at the moment.
Cong Mo raised his hand to scratch his hair, the corner of his mouth twitching. It was rare to see so many rich expressions on her face. "Xiao Can, you..."
Leng Can wiped away his tears vigorously and said dissatisfiedly, "Tell the truth."
Cong Mo hesitated, then took a deep breath at Leng Can's urging. He then immediately raised his head, placed his hands on his shoulders and grasped them, his eyes embarrassed. "Xiao Can is indeed very weak. Monsters can sense the spiritual power in us. Senior Brother Li is a sword spirit, above him in level, and has magic weapons to accompany him. He will definitely not easily provoke us. I just killed half of his life, so he naturally won't see me as a target. And I have opened a realm. There are only three of us in the field. Xiao Can's spiritual power is weak, so it's natural for him to capture you."
She finished speaking, looked at Leng Can's dazed expression, and added, "It's not your fault."
Leng Can looked into her eyes, turned his head away and smiled bitterly, "Xiao Mo, I always drag others down like this, dragging you down."
Cong Mo was speechless. He grabbed his shoulders and pushed him against the wall.
Before Leng Can could react, a piece of talisman paper covered his eyes. He paused without resisting and asked in a low voice, "Will I be a burden to you?"
He knew Cong Mo hated him, but he wanted Cong Mo not to abandon him.
He didn't hear Cong Mo's answer. A light and elegant fragrance filled his nose. The warm body drove away the coldness around him. Cong Mo was approaching him little by little.
Leng Can curled up his fingers and felt nervous. He clutched his sleeves tightly and dared not move.
What exactly does Xiaomo want to do?
"If you want to hit me, can you please be gentler? I..."
He stopped talking, his eyes covered by the talisman paper suddenly opened wide, his fingers clenched and tore at his sleeves, and his body trembled.
The soft touch on his lips was filled with fragrance, as if sucking away his soul.
This, what is this?
What on earth is Cong Mo doing?
Time seems to pass slowly, yet also seems to slip away quickly.
When he opened his eyes again and saw the whole world, when he looked up, he saw the vast galaxy, and when he lowered his eyebrows, he saw Cong Mo's flashing pupils. He actually felt that Cong Mo's eyes were more vivid and bright.
"Xiaomo..."
"Yeah." Cong Mo's expression was normal. He grabbed the back of his neck and pulled it down, staring at him intently. "No, because Xiaocan said I need Xiaocan."
Leng Can once again saw the brilliant sea of stars in those eyes.
Cong Mo conjured up a talisman, drew spiritual power from between his brows, and clasped his fingers with Leng Can's. "Teleport, quick."
In the blink of an eye, they appeared in the inn.
"It's amazing."
"Yeah." Cong Mo shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that filled his brain. "Xiao Can, I'm going to find Master."
Leng Can grabbed her hand and said, "I'll go too."
"You're injured, rest first." Cong Mo handed him a talisman, "Whenever you encounter danger, tear this talisman apart, and I'll appear in three seconds."
"Yeah, but Xiaomo has to come back soon." Leng Can was eager to seek benefits for himself and explained haltingly, "I, I will be unhappy tonight and want to sleep with you."
"Okay." Cong Mo said and turned to leave.
Leng Can didn't expect Cong Mo to agree so readily. Touching the tiny wound on his neck that was about to heal, he was so excited that he felt dizzy. After thinking it over again, he went to the next room and brought back a quilt.
When Cong Mo pushed the door open, he reported the matter to his master.
"Master." Cong Mo saluted.
"Hmm." Master's expression was complicated. "You used your realm tonight."
"The monster used it once, and I added to it, changing the realm to my own control, and injured most of the monster. When I used the realm again, he could no longer interfere."
"Cong Mo." The old man stroked his beard. "Those who follow the Way of Mercy are always the most calm and unmoved by emotion. This is one of the main reasons why the Way of Mercy is so difficult to cultivate. Today, you were impulsive because of Leng Can's capture, shaking the spiritual energy and shocking the entire realm. The Immortal Mountain has learned of this. I have explained it clearly to them. Considering your relationship with the First Aid School, I will not pursue the matter. However, you must never commit this act again. It is very easy to go astray. Do you know the punishment?"
Cong Mo knelt on one knee. "Disciple, I understand my punishment. I did act impulsively this time. But Xiaocan is seeing this kind of monster for the first time, and he will surely be frightened and confused. I... cannot sit idly by, nor will I be indifferent. Moreover, I have a talisman to control me, so I won't go crazy and lose my direction."
"You...where do you get so much confidence from?" The old man shook his head. Cong Mo's words didn't seem to admit his mistake, so his advice fell on deaf ears. "Forget it, forget it. Just remember, never use all your spiritual power in the future. Doing so will easily lead to sudden death."
"Thank you, Master, for your teachings."
"Alas... Congmo, the Immortal Mountain takes this matter very seriously. Demonic energy infecting the goblins often occurs in their own realms, and because the population of the demonic realm is sparse, the Immortal Mountain has tolerated this behavior. But this time, these demons have actually entered the human world. As puppets, they can hardly have their own thoughts. This matter is by no means simple."
"They want to rebel." Cong Mo said simply without any emotion.
The old man rolled his eyes and almost cursed out loud, saying that his whole life of wisdom had been ruined. "Don't be so blunt."
"What's the big deal?" Cong Mo said fearlessly. "Because of the great war a thousand years ago, the Demon Realm suffered heavy losses and could only return to its own territory in disgrace. The Demon Realm is full of hostility, which easily arouses the evil desires in its heart, making rebellion inevitable. I heard that a new Demon Lord took office recently, and this happened. If we hadn't encountered it, it's hard to imagine the chaos that would have occurred in the human world."
Cong Mo analyzed carefully, "We should charge into the Demon Realm and attack them while they are weak and haven't fully built up their defenses. We can seize the initiative. The Immortal Mountain has many magical weapons, so we won't be at a disadvantage."
An old man: "..."
He seemed to have just said not to let Cong Mo act impulsively.
He sighed and said, "This matter requires further consideration. We'll rest tonight and return tomorrow. Be sure to pay attention to safety, as there will definitely be an attack tonight."
He added, "Don't be impulsive. If you can capture him alive, do so and take him back for interrogation."
"yes."
On the other side, Leng Can wrapped himself in a quilt, unable to sleep soundly.
What exactly was that soft touch? Leng Can stroked his lips, his imagination running wild.
It's very cool, but very soft, like liangcaogao, but sweeter than liangcaogao...
He jumped up suddenly, and a terrible idea came into his mind.
Could that be Cong Mo’s lips?
Cong Mo kissed him
It's a kiss
A real kiss!
Once this thought came into being, it could never be dispelled. Leng Can swallowed his saliva, pursed his lips, and kept recalling the feeling just now in his mind.
Floating in my mind, sometimes far, sometimes near.
"Ah..." He screamed softly, immersed in his own world, and didn't notice Cong Mo pushing the door in.
"Xiaocan hasn't slept yet"
"Huh?" Leng Can was startled, snapping out of his reverie. Seeing the protagonist lingering in his mind, he seemed rather uneasy. He laughed awkwardly twice, "Haha... I'm not asleep yet. Waiting, waiting for you."
"Still scared"
Leng Can didn't know where he got the masculinity from, he held his head high and slapped his chest twice, then shrank back in pain, "I won't be afraid."
""
Cong Mo didn't understand his gorilla-like chest-beating behavior, so he threw back the quilt and got on the bed, "Lean closer."
"Oh." Leng Can became shy again, hugging the quilt tightly and leaning against the couch. As Cong Mo got closer, his face became redder and he curled up into a ball, becoming a turtle.
Cong Mo was too sleepy to think anymore. He quickly covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes. "Xiao Can, your heart is beating so fast. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No!" Leng Can suddenly turned over and sat up and yelled, "No!"
It was as if he wanted others to see through his secret at a glance.
He said randomly, "I, my heart wouldn't beat faster just because of a kiss. I don't have such thoughts at all. What are you talking about? If you covet me, I won't mind. But, but I want to cultivate the ruthless way. I, I don't engage in love affairs, and, and..."
When he finished saying all this and glanced down, Cong Mo was already snoring in his sleep.
Leng Can: "..."
The madman performed for the sleeping blind man.
He lay down again, wrapped himself in his own quilt, and turned around to tuck in the corner of Cong Mo's quilt. He turned his back and turned back again.
Forget it, Cong Mo just killed a monster today and must be exhausted. He will be magnanimous and forgive her for ignoring the beauty in front of him.
Leng Can propped up his head and described her face in the night.
How can it be so good-looking and beautiful?
He chuckled,
I think of that kiss again,
Staring at Cong Mo's slightly dry lips, he felt dizzy and quickly lay down.
and boast in your heart,
I just said, no one can resist such a cute and handsome me.
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