Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Chapter 44: Detoxification?

It was pitch dark in the cave. Fortunately, both of them were martial arts practitioners and had excellent eyesight. They could barely see a little. Song Qiao took out the fire seal and vaguely saw a person sitting deep in the cave. She was frightened. The hairs on my hair were about to stand on end, "Who!"

"A dead person." Linglong's tone was very calm.

It's really embarrassing for a martial artist who can't even tell whether the person opposite is alive or dead. Song Qiao coughed awkwardly, "Well, I'll pick up some branches and light a fire first."

When passing by the bird's nest, she saw that Zhao Ming seemed to be awake. Song Qiao knocked him out with a knife. If she wasn't worried about the plane detecting something, she even wanted to kill him directly.

After the bonfire was lit, Linglong closed his eyes to heal his wounds, while Song Qiao walked to the withered corpse deep in the cave and inspected it.

Basically, this is a worldly expert.

Are there any unique martial arts secrets?

The body was dry and the clothes on it were rotten. There was a long, tattered package in front of the body. Song Qiao carefully opened it with a dagger. There was only a roll of brown paper and a dirty sword inside.

Opening the brown paper, Song Qiao saw what seemed to be a map by the firelight.

Treasure map?

Also.

She rolled it up carefully. This was not the place to look carefully. She took the map and the sword to the other side and buried them with stones.

After moving the body to a further corner, Song Qiao felt the fatigue and pain on his body.

She was also seriously injured.

Returning to the bonfire, she looked at Linglong with her eyes closed, a little surprised, "Damn it, it hurts so much!"

I saw white mist rising from Linglong's head, almost covering her face.

At the same time, the cave was enveloped by a sweet fragrance, the same one Song Qiao had smelled on Linglong before.

and many more……

seem……

Something is not right.

Song Qiao felt that the temperature of this cave seemed to have risen a lot.

"Don't worry..."

Outside the cave, Zhao Ming walked in slowly and called Song Qiao weakly.

Song Qiao suddenly thought of something, "Damn it!! Help!! Could this be the critical time? Linglong has been poisoned? Isn't it still a long time away?"

[Maybe it's the butterfly effect...] The system said uncertainly.

"Maybe it's your sister!" Song Qiao wanted to kill someone.

Sure enough, Zhao Ming's breathing became heavier and heavier. Instead of looking for Linglong, he looked at Song Qiao and walked towards her.

"Mo Chou...I'm so hot..."

Hot you mom! ! Song Qiao clenched the dagger and attacked Zhao Ming the moment he came over.

Although Zhao Ming was affected by the poison excreted by Linglong, his martial arts skills were not lost. He subconsciously began to fight back and started fighting with Song Qiao.

It's just that both of them were injured and had been poisoned. Their attacks were no longer as sharp as before, and later it became Song Qiao's defense.

Feeling his consciousness gradually dimming, Song Qiao bit the tip of his tongue and slapped Zhao Ming away with force.

This time, Zhao Ming landed next to Linglong.

His resistance was weak due to the injury, and he had already lost his mind, unable to restrain himself and pounced towards Linglong.

Linglong opened his eyes and hit Zhao Ming on the chest with a palm, sending him flying out of the cave and never getting up again.

She is not Song Qiao, and the master's palm is not easy to bear.

After this interruption, Linglong's face suddenly turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Opposite her, Song Qiao huddled in the corner, pressing against the stone wall of the cave to cool down, silently chanting in his heart: "Keep your body like jade, guard your body like jade, guard your body like jade..."

"Form is emptiness... emptiness is form..."

"Namo Amitabha……"

"The skin is just the outside...my soul is still noble..."

system:……

This woman is almost useless.

Linglong looked at Song Qiao not far away with complex eyes, his expression changing constantly.

Finally, she walked slowly towards Song Qiao.

The girl in front of her was on the verge of losing consciousness, panting rapidly like a fish that was about to die of thirst.

She stretched out her hand and placed it on Song Qiao's face, feeling the temperature there.

The girl nuzzled her palm like a cat, murmuring unconsciously.

Linglong's face turned redder and redder, she bit her lip and frowned, suppressing it.

The next second, she was hugged, because she was squatting and Song Qiao was sitting, so Song Qiao's face was close to her neck.

There was a numbness, as if her body was no longer hers.

Before completely falling into madness, Song Qiao saw a pair of beautiful eyes that were slightly red with passion, and the other party's movement of holding a belt close to his eyes.

It was so dark that she couldn't see anything.

You can only smell the sweet and greasy smell mixed with a hint of cold fragrance, which makes people crazy and addictive.

She seemed to see a river of stars, and she was floating in it. The boat was carried by the waves, and she could only hold the oar in her arms tightly, which was the only thing she had.

Wrapped in warmth, she seemed to have returned to her previous life. She watched the train whizzing past, and the huge force penetrated her. She felt no pain, but a kind of liberation. She was constantly falling, rising, and falling again. And so on.

Song Qiao was awakened by the chirping of birds. She subconsciously turned over and tried to hug the quilt tightly, but she only got cold clothes.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately opened her eyes, and what she touched on the tip of her nose was a piece of white clothing.

Not hers.

Thanks to her powerful soul, she did not temporarily lose her memory, and everything that happened last night was still vivid in her mind.

Gan! !

Why! Why is this happening! This was different from what she had imagined! ! Even if she had accepted that she might be a bender and that she might sleep with a woman, why would it be Linglong? Why in this way? ?

Even Qi Xuan can accept it! But Linglong!

And most importantly, was she the one who was slept with? Why was she the one being slept with? Shouldn't she be the one who detoxifies Linglong? Wanshou Wujiang doesn’t do this, right?

As if he couldn't bear to see Song Qiao being in a daze all the time, Linglong, who had been sitting next to him, couldn't help but cough slightly.

Song Qiao came back to her senses and sat up directly. Holding back her physical discomfort, she frowned slightly and looked at Linglong with some confusion.

No matter what, it had happened, and she should think about what to do next.

"Um..." Before she could ask, Linglong spoke, "I will be responsible."

puff……

Song Qiao almost fainted, "Wait...we..."

"Last night was my fault, Miss Mo. If you want to kill or behead her, it's up to you." Linglong lowered his head.

……

Song Qiao had a dark face and killed her? Not to mention that this night like 419 was nothing at all. Just seeing the marks on Linglong's neck, she was too embarrassed to pursue it. Anyway, neither of them suffered.

"I won't kill you..." Song Qiao said softly, "Let's find a way to get out of here first..."

In Linglong's opinion, Song Qiao's calmness was more like a sign of despair, and she felt even more guilty.

After the two of them tidied up, Song Qiao remembered that Zhao Ming was still outside, and asked casually: "Where is Zhao Ming? How is he?"

"Oh, he's dead."

? ? ? ? ? Song Qiao's eyes widened and he looked dumbfounded when he looked at Linglong.

"What did you say? He's dead!!!"