Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

Cheng Ji's pupils suddenly shrank. Perhaps it was because the pain of having his heart pierced in the nightmare was too unforgettable. Cheng Ji, who had originally stabilized his body, unconsciously took a step back.

The man in black noticed someone approaching, turned around and saw the person coming, and sneered, "You really can't wait. You knew Zhang Qiling was coming and you kept approaching him. You have no shame."

Hearing this, Cheng Ji thought of the words the man had said in his nightmare, and couldn't help but sneer, "Let's put aside whether I will approach him or not, how dare a villain like you who only dares to bark in the gutter have the guts to covet him?"

The black man seemed to be unable to bear hearing any bad words, let alone when these words came from the mouth of the boy he hated the most.

Then he shouted angrily, "Shut up!" After he yelled, he seemed to think of something funny, and his eyes, which were only exposed to the air, were distorted in his laughter.

"Hahahaha, what are you provoking me with? With your foxy blood? Or with your empty charts and gossip?"

He sneered as he spoke, and continued, "You don't really hope that having these unpresentable things will give you a golden ticket to avoid death, do you?"

With every word the man in black spoke, Cheng Ji's expression became more solemn. This man knew him better than he expected.

What he still couldn't understand was that in Fenghou Qimen, everything was under his control, so how did the man in front of him manage to stay outside the Qimen without leaving any trace?

Seeing the young man's alert look, the man in black grinned and said, "Since you are beautiful, I will give you a chance to live. Come here, kneel down and kowtow to me, then crawl out of here. I will consider..."

The man in black laughed exaggeratedly, his eyes full of pleasure from insulting the young man: "I am considering sending you to the beds of those old men in Japan, so that your nature can be brought into full play. How about that? I will treat you well."

The boy was filled with foul language, and he finally turned cold: "Only people with dirty thoughts would say such disgusting words."

The young man raised the Xuanyuan Sword on his back with his backhand, made a sword flower, and held it in his hand again, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards.

The young man's hair, which had not been cut for many years, was draped over his shoulders. He was wearing white clothes and holding a sword in the deep valley. The sword was shining brightly under the weak moonlight. Anyone who saw him would be amazed by his heavenly figure.

The young man's brilliance was particularly dazzling in the eyes of the man in black.

Why doesn’t he have such a face? Why are all the good things only given to the person in front of him whom he hates the most!

The man in black lowered his head and sneered sinisterly. His laughter seemed particularly creepy and strange in this deserted underground place: "Haha...hahahaha...I changed my mind. I'm going to scratch your face and then take you to a brothel so that you can enjoy yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense here. I can beat you without all that." Cheng Ji jumped up, and the sword flashed slightly.

The young man's hand holding the hilt was slender in white, but his sword style was not to be underestimated. The sword shadows were like weaving, as fast as a swimming dragon, and went straight to the throat of the man in black.

But the result was beyond his expectations. The man in black was familiar with his every move and immediately used the long stick in his hand to block his attack.

The fight between the two seemed to be close, but in fact the man in black knew how to deal with each of his sword moves, and for a while they were evenly matched.

The young man's mood became increasingly heavy, and his face became paler as he consumed the energy of the man in black.

His body, damaged by the backlash, had not yet recovered, and he was now only 50% as strong as before.

The man in black, relying solely on his familiarity with him, perfectly avoided all his attacks with the intention of draining his strength!

The young man really couldn't imagine that someone could hate him so much that he would spend a lot of time studying all his cards. This really caught him off guard!

Seeing that the young man was becoming increasingly exhausted, the man in black sneered and asked, "Why, Young Master Cheng can't hold on so soon?"

Then he seized a flaw left by the young man's weak body and swung his long stick down heavily.

"Ugh..." The severe pain from the heavy blow to his back made the young man groan, and he fell to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

The young man's white clothes were instantly stained red by the bright red blood.

Seeing the young man in such a miserable state, the man in black's eyes were filled with sick madness: "You are so vulnerable."

As he said this, he kicked the boy hard in the back.

"Ah, uh..." The young man's painful and suppressed voice sounded particularly pleasant to the ears of the man in black.

Seeing that the boy had no ability to fight back, the man in black squatted down, took out a dagger, and gently gestured on the boy's bloodstained but stunning face: "Tell me, where should we start?"

"Here?" The dagger paused for a moment beside the boy's right cheek, then slowly moved down.

He paused on the boy's lips again: "Here? Or..."

The tip of the dagger then moved down, unbuttoning the already messy and tattered white shirt collar, and landed on the boy's delicate and beautiful collarbone: "Or here?"

The young man stared straight at the man in black who looked like Satan in front of him, without saying a word.

The man in black seemed to be annoyed by the boy's look. He pinched the boy's wound that was bleeding and shouted viciously, "I'm asking you a question, don't look at me with those disgusting eyes of yours!"

The severe pain in the wound made the young man unconsciously bend his body. The dagger in the black-clothed man's hand slashed straight into the young man's body, and hot blood oozed out from the cut.

The bright red picture in front of him aroused the black-clothed man's bloodthirsty excitement. Just as he was about to speak, a heart-wrenching pain in his chest interrupted his next plan.

The young man took out a dagger from somewhere, and when the man in black was feeling complacent, he stabbed the man in black in the chest.

"Damn it, you are playing dirty tricks on me." The man in black was sweating coldly from the pain.

The young man took advantage of the fact that the man in black had no time to pay attention to him and hurriedly dragged his injured body all the way to the depths of the abyss.

He didn't move until he was exhausted, then he slowly sat down against the wall and passed out.