Chapter 128 Awkwardness This feeling is really too strange.



Chapter 128 Awkwardness This feeling is really too strange.

Thanks to the protection of the wolf pack and the good mood of the Nightmare Realm's master, Qi Tang enjoyed a leisurely and amusing life in the mountains for quite some time.

Wolf cubs are easy to raise. Whether it's carefully roasted fish and shrimp or vegetables and wild fruits that they don't like, they will obediently bury their heads and eat them clean as long as they are put in their mouths.

Every two days, he would drag the cleaned prey back to the cave and silently stuff it into Qi Tang's arms. He wouldn't say anything to ask for credit, but would just squat down, rub his head, which he had wiped clean somewhere, against Qi Tang's hand.

It's itchy and soft... gently sweeping across the soft flesh inside my chest, releasing a hot, sweet sensation.

At first, Qi Tang just thought it was cute, and her heart melted with sweetness.

but--

The changes happened too quickly.

She turned over, her gaze unconsciously drifting away again.

The campfire had gone out, and it was pitch black all around, with only a large, protruding dark shadow faintly visible.

Who could have imagined that in just a few days, the wolf cub would grow into a teenager, his figure and face becoming more and more like that cold-faced, ruthless constable.

The little wolf she had finally managed to raise disappeared in just a few nights. Qi Tang was furious and blamed Leng Lingqi for everything.

Fortunately, Ah Leng was still the same Ah Leng. Although she had grown taller, she was still clueless about human relationships and had not lost her wolfish nature. It was as if she had just spent a few nights in a very ordinary way, without noticing anything was wrong.

But... she couldn't help but feel a strange and awkward sensation in her heart.

Because the three words "Cold Abandoned" written on his face became more and more upright, yet he still circled around her like a puppy.

No matter what he did, he would lower his head silently, stand in front of her, stare at the back of her hand, and silently beg for what he wanted.

Even when a seven- or eight-year-old boy, or even just over ten years old, behaved like that, Qi Tang could still calmly regard him as a wolf cub belonging to her family, and was overjoyed.

But he was already almost as tall as he should be.

That's...strange.

Unfortunately, whether she pretended to be innocent and naive or tried to evade the issue, she failed in every attempt.

Ah Leng kept bumping into her elbow, her spine bulging out in a large chunk, lying there like the arched back of a wolf during a hunt.

She had no choice but to suppress her discomfort and force herself to rub his head.

but......

Qi Tang curled her legs up uncomfortably, and the wound on her calf throbbed with a faint, tingling pain, making her involuntarily think of the origin of this scar.

Ever since the wolf cub accepted her, she has been taking Ah Leng to play all over the mountains and fields every day.

After spending this time together, she could no longer remain detached and view this nightmare as an innocent accident she had been caught up in.

Compared to the fading spiritual energy and those childish, petulant thoughts, the wolf cub's good mood had already subtly taken the lead.

The Sword Spirit secretly praised himself countless times for his kind heart. Coupled with his playful and mischievous nature, he spent his days taking the wolf cubs to catch birds and butterflies, collecting stones by the stream to create art, and playing werewolf hunting games with Ah Leng...

Until today, she had never lost.

After all, Ah Leng was still a young child. Even as he grew up, Qi Tang's impression of him was still that of the scruffy little wolf who handed her a pile of bloody, mangled entrails.

So much so that when he first tackled her from behind before nightfall, his immense force gripping her shoulder tightly, she vaguely sensed something was amiss.

Of course, what's even more incongruous is that not only is he pressing his entire body against her, but he also makes a gesture as if he's about to lower his head and bite her neck.

She knew, of course, that Ah Leng wouldn't bite her; she would only gently rub the soft flesh on the side of her neck with her teeth, just like before.

But that would be even stranger!

Terrified, she frantically crawled backward, not even noticing her leg bumping into a dry branch in her panic... How embarrassing! Qi Tang closed her eyes tightly.

He pulled up his sleeves to cover his face, refusing to think about it anymore.

Trying her best to recall the adorable appearance of the wolf cubs, Qi Tang tossed and turned for what seemed like an eternity before finally drifting off to sleep in the latter half of the night.

But in the end, I didn't get a good night's sleep.

I hadn't been asleep for long when I heard a rustling sound that disturbed my sleep.

Wolves are nocturnal creatures, and the best time to hunt is from dusk to dawn. Qi Tang thought that the wolf cub had woken up and was sneaking out of the cave again, so she didn't pay any attention to it and turned her head to fall into a deep sleep.

However, even in dreams, there is no peace.

At first, there was a slightly damp, tingling sensation, like soft, water-soaked leaves gently brushing against the skin.

Then came the sticky, warm, enveloping sensation, gently licking over it again and again.

As the wound began to sting, the sucking sensation intensified, and sharp fangs smacked against it, as if a venomous snake were sucking at the flesh as it fed.

A strange sense of danger crept up my spine, and my calf, which was being licked, went numb instantly.

Feeling the cold breath on her skin, Qi Tang's sleepiness vanished instantly. Her scalp tingled, and she suddenly sat up and started kicking wildly.

However, before the kick even landed, goosebumps that had been half-hidden under the skin suddenly popped up all over.

Her mind went blank. She stared at the person in front of her, and the scream that was about to escape her throat stopped abruptly.

What kind of slippery venomous snake is there?

Her gaze slowly moved downwards.

The wolf boy was kneeling between her knees, his messy green hair swaying, his lips and tongue sucking on the wound, pale pink blood mixed with glistening saliva, pulling out small silver threads.

The skirt, stained a purplish-black, had somehow been pushed up to her thighs, exposing large patches of pale, fleshy skin to the air. Layers of fabric were bunched up at her waist—it was simply...

The random, rambling stories she'd secretly read flashed before her eyes, and Qi Tang's eyes burned instantly. In the heat and suffocation, she kicked one of them.

It's absolutely disgusting!

A strong gust of wind swept by, and Ah Leng's lowered eyes suddenly lifted, her pupils contracted, and her fingers instinctively tightened around her ankles, which were already up to her chest.

The aggressive behavior immediately angered the wolf boy, whose previously relaxed jaw muscles suddenly bulged, and his jawline tightened.

The calluses on his palms pressed against his bones, but in an instant, he unconsciously relaxed his grip, maintaining only the position of being suspended in mid-air, suppressing his suddenly heavy breathing, his eyes fixed on Qi Tang without saying a word.

—Like a stray dog ​​whose rice bowl has been suddenly kicked over.

Qi Tang moved her tightly bound ankle, oblivious to the fact that beneath the wolf boy's defensive anger lay a hint of hurt.

The transparent water droplets evaporated quickly in the air, bringing a slight coolness, as if it were some kind of silent reminder.

At this moment, her legs, which were forced to be raised high, were wide open, and the soft fabric sagged down a third of the way along the curve.

Suddenly remembering that this person habitually used a sheathless sword, she froze for a moment, her face quickly turning bright red. Both angry and anxious, she abruptly pulled her leg back, clutching her skirt tightly to cover herself, and blurted out, "What are you doing!"

"You damn scoundrel!!"

She stepped back in shock and lingering fear, her chest heaving as if she had been burned.

Her reaction was really over the top.

The wolf boy stood still, clenching his hands in astonishment and confusion, not understanding what had happened.

Why did the little deer suddenly become angry, afraid, and hate him?

He pursed his lips, pulled his shoulders back, and everything went out of focus, leaving only the other person's fearful and resistant expression.

A long-lost burning sensation rose in her stomach. Ah Leng controlled her breathing and subconsciously crawled forward on her knees.

He had barely lowered his head when those hands, which he knew were incredibly soft, suddenly pushed him away, like a frightened bird.

During the scuffle, the object tightly clenched in their hands spilled onto the ground.

The astringent taste of the herbs permeated the cave.

He stopped moving, rooted to the spot like a rock.

Qi Tang stared blankly at the few green spots at her feet, and only then did she vaguely understand the cause and effect.

However, my mind was a jumbled mess, with only the lingering, sticky, and strange sensation on my calves amplifying—

It was so hot it was hard to breathe.

Embarrassment, strangeness, and an inexplicable sense of seeing a ghost filled her chest. Qi Tang's face turned red and white. She really couldn't figure out how to face the wolf cub, so she could only bury her head and run out without saying a word.

The biting morning wind rushed into her clothes, and she ran along a long detour towards the stream at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know how long I ran before the burning sensation on my face gradually subsided.

The sticky feeling on her leg grew stronger and stronger. She couldn't stand the strange sensation any longer, so she lifted her skirt, squatted down, scooped up the cool stream water, and desperately poured and wiped the cut.

It was as if they were trying to wash away some terrible thing stuck to it.

After several rounds, she finally slumped down.

This feeling is so strange.

The burning sensation in her mouth finally drifted away with the flowing water, but she buried her steaming head in her knees.

Just a few days ago, he was such a tiny little guy, and he treated her like a mother.

What I saw when I regained consciousness was absolutely terrifying!

Qi Tang quickly patted her face and defended A Leng, saying: He has just grown taller, but his temperament has not changed at all. He is still a little wolf cub.

They were simply naive and learning from the wolves how to heal their wounds.

As long as she teaches him these common-sense principles and tells him not to be overly clingy, that will be fine.

This was just an accident!

Once the logic was consistent, the public's enthusiasm subsided, and she couldn't help but curse herself inwardly: "I told you to read less storybooks, now look what happened, you've ruined your brain."

That's all!

Qi Tang slowly stood up, trying her best to forget the tingling sensation of being licked. Just as she was about to walk back, she suddenly caught a faint rustling or flapping sound in her ear.

Thinking of the trap she had set by the stream a few days ago, her eyes lit up and she ran over quickly.

The vines among the branches were taut.

Something is left behind!

Looks like we won't have to worry about meat today.

Silently reciting the prayer, Qi Tang parted the grass and saw a gray shadow lying in the pit.

It wasn't the chicken, duck, goose, or rabbit she thought it was, but a wolf.

A... lame, skinny wolf.

The wound on its left leg was festering and infested with maggots, oozing pus and blood. It curled up in the trap, not struggling, as if it had accepted that this was its destined grave.

Qi Tang used to think that wolves were cunning and ruthless, full of tricks, and that one should never let one's guard down.

But at some point, she found herself identifying with the wolf pack and even instinctively feeling safe.

Perhaps she knew perfectly well that this was Leng Lingqi's Nightmare Mirror.

Is the sudden appearance of the lame wolf some kind of metaphor in his mind?

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Author's Note: Qiqi: It must be a metaphor.

Ah Leng: It must be a love rival ( )

I'm back! I've been sick the whole time, constantly going to the hospital TT and then I quit my job. It's been so long since I updated!! I haven't logged in either! I hope you all stay healthy!! I'll finish this post as soon as possible!!

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