After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling looked into his eyes and knew that Li Chen had a sign of being possessed by a demon.

He didn't know what Li Chen's inner demon was, and he didn't know what triggered his inner demon. The most important thing at the moment was to appease his emotions and calm him down.

Fu Ling didn't know who Li Chen took him for, but at this moment, all he wanted was for the man in front of him to quickly regain his clarity, and not to be influenced by the demons in his heart, so that he would become obsessed and out of control.

He raised his hand to caress Li Chen's cheek, with indelible friendship in his eyes, he affirmed: "Of course it's true, I'm standing in front of you, how could it be fake?"

Li Chen's eyes were already covered in blood, and the surging spiritual power traveled through every meridian in his body, and there was tearing pain everywhere he passed.

However, he could hardly notice any change in his complexion, and he stared at Fu Ling without blinking.

Afraid that Li Chen would not believe it, Fu Ling tightened the hand holding him, leaned close to him, and said softly: "Touch it, I'm right here, I'm real."

The warm body was pressed against each other tightly, and even the sonorous and powerful heartbeat was many times louder than usual.

Li Chen touched Fu Ling's cheek with trembling hands.

This face was stunning, completely different from his master's before him.

But at this moment, in his eyes, the person in front of him seemed to have traveled through 120 years and completely overlapped with that tall image.

Li Chen's face caressed his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, and finally landed on that lip.

Fu Ling's lips were thin and soft, with a pink color different from others'.

Li Chen felt that the person in front of him was talking to him, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly.

It's just the heat from the opening and closing of these lips, which warmed his hands and burned his heart.

All thoughts turned into an extremely strong and uncontrollable longing.

He wanted this person in front of him, wanted to devour him into his stomach, wanted to integrate him with himself, never to be separated again.

Fu Ling looked at the darker and darker eyes, feeling anxious, and began to call Li Chen's name.

It's just that he didn't say a few words, and all the scenes in front of him were covered by a face.

Li Chen kissed him.

Fu Ling's eyes widened for a moment.

But it's not over yet.

Li Chen's kiss was chaotic and rough, his soft lips were bitten wantonly, and the tip of his tongue brushed his teeth, making his whole body tremble in shock.

Fu Ling even noticed that the corner of his mouth had been bitten off by this man.

Damn, is this person a dog?

Fu Ling tried to push the person in front of him away so that he could catch his breath.

But now nothing works, Li Chen has completely lost his normal consciousness, and even became more insane because of Fu Ling's refusal.

He hugged the person in front of him tightly, as if grasping the only life-saving straw.

Fu Ling sighed inwardly, not knowing how it developed into what it is now.

Although his mind was messed up, his body was much more honest than he thought.

Although Li Chen's kiss hurt him, it also made him tremble, excited, and hot.

All over the body, everywhere is hot.

Little Fu Ling, who had been silent for an unknown period of time, and who had never even blasphemed himself, quietly raised his head at this moment.

The flying sword pierced the sky like a phantom, cut off the floating clouds, and landed in an inaccessible valley before reaching Mingshi Mountain.

The two figures hit the grass so hard.

Fu Ling only felt a pain in his back, and then the tall figure pressed his hands above his head, and with the other hand he tore off the belt around his waist without hesitation.

Li Chen leaned on him, panting, his eyes seemed to be bleeding.

He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words between his teeth: "I want you, I want you now."

Fu Ling simply didn't know how to answer, your belt was torn, and it feels a bit hypocritical to say this again.

However, Li Chen didn't move for a long time, just looking down at him, his hot breath hit his face, which made his pale face flushed red.

He was waiting for an answer, waiting for Fu Ling to say yes.

Fu Ling's hands were held high above his head, and the hand holding him was so strong that he couldn't move.

It doesn't feel good to be controlled by others. He has always been used to being above others, and he has never succumbed to others in such a controlled posture.

But the person in front of him is none other than Li Chen.

It's the person he likes, the person he desperately wants to save.

Fu Ling sighed almost imperceptibly, closed his eyes, and then opened them.

A smile rose from the corner of his lips, and he whispered: "Then remember to be gentle."

This sentence is like a key, a key to open a heart that has been blocked for thousands of years.

Li Chen's expression was piercing, but the corner of his mouth curled into an indescribable but contented smile.

He lowered his head again and kissed Fu Ling's lips.

However, this time, there was no roughness or biting, only indescribable tenderness and warmth.

The valley is empty, and the grass is everywhere.

The surroundings are so quiet, the only thing that can be heard is the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind.

Although Fu Ling told him to take it easy, he was sure in his heart that he would definitely get hurt.

Facing such a man whose spiritual energy was so violent that he was not even conscious, he only hoped that he would not be seriously injured later, otherwise he didn't know where to put the face of his century-old demon king.

However, the reason why accidents are called accidents is that when they come, they are always caught off guard.

Fu Ling thought about a lot of things, but his mood was not getting better, but the person on him suddenly fell headfirst on him and remained motionless.

He suddenly woke up from the confusion and fascination, feeling that he was also dazzled by this passion/desire.

The poison on Li Chen's body has not yet been cured, just after releasing such coercion, his spiritual power ran away wantonly because of the demons in his heart.

It's a strange thing if the poison doesn't spread.

Fu Ling closed his eyes, sobered up for a while, and sat up after the hot tide on his body subsided.

He put the unconscious Li Chen aside, quickly tidied up his messy clothes, then turned around and took off Li Chen's shirt.

On the fair and strong chest, the toxin spread to the chest again.

It's just that this time the situation seems to be a little better. I don't know if it's because of the wood-type vitality that Fu Ling injected into his wounds in the past. This time, the speed of the poison spreading is much slower than last time.

Fu Ling made a decisive decision, picked up Li Chen, and took him back to Mingshi Mountain with Yujian.

This time, no matter what, he wanted to pull out all the toxins from Li Chen's body.

On the way back, he sent a text message to Qi Rui, asking him to arrange the quiet room for retreat in Mingshi Mountain, and only said that Li Chen needed to practice in retreat, and absolutely no one should disturb him.

Fu Ling was naturally relieved of Qi Rui's efficiency.

Before arriving at Mingshi Mountain, Fu Ling took out Li Chen's mask and put it on his face, and wrapped Li Chen from head to tail with a cloak.

As soon as he got off the flying sword, someone stepped forward to salute.

Fu Ling returned to this place after so long, but he had no other thoughts.

He intentionally released his soul consciousness to disguise his appearance, and then strode towards the quiet room with Li Chen in his arms.

Although the people around were strange, they didn't dare to ask more questions.

Li Chen didn't talk much on weekdays, and with Qi Rui's arrangements, Fu Ling quickly took Li Chen all the way to the quiet room smoothly.

Before all the subordinates of Mingshi Mountain came to visit the Lord, they were blocked by a huge stone in front of the quiet room of Mingshi Mountain.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what this meant.

"My lord seems a little strange today."

"Honorable Master is still holding a person. Judging from his body shape, I think it looks like a man."

"Honorable Lord took in an apprentice some time ago. Although he is a man, he is more beautiful than a fairy."

"Could it be that the lord has finally thought about it, and is going to use the method of double cultivation to improve his strength?"

"They're all chattering here, get lost."

Qi Rui descended from the sky, with a chill all over his body.

As soon as they saw Guardian Zuo, everyone dispersed and hurriedly left the quiet room.

An Qi stood beside him, looking in the direction of the quiet room with some worry.

"What happened to the old lord and the lord, I feel something is wrong when I look at it."

Qi Rui stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and comforted him: "Don't worry, didn't you just hear the news from Xuantianzong, the lord has suppressed those immortals with his own strength, and they can't even raise their heads, at least for a short period of time." Inside, those people don’t dare to go to Mingshi Mountain to make another mistake, and the lord is already in the Mahayana stage, maybe if he comes out again this time, maybe he can directly ascend?”

Dark Seven sighed: "I hope so."

But at this moment, in the quiet room, Fu Ling had already stripped off all of Li Chen's clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts.

The trousers were also kept to keep himself from being distracted, otherwise he would have taken them all off.

The quiet room is much larger than the small secret realm in the Deep Valley, and everything in it is readily available.

There are also many high-quality spirit stones.

Fu Ling placed Li Chen on the stone bed, and then began to look at the quiet room.

This quiet room was the place where he retreated more than 120 years ago.

In order to facilitate cultivation, this quiet room is built at the highest point of Mingshi Mountain, which is also the center of Mingshi Mountain's spiritual veins.

It is full of spiritual power and located at the peak, which is an excellent place for retreat.

Now it seems that this place should also be the place where Li Chen often retreats.

The quiet room was cleaned very clean, and the surrounding stone walls were filled with various books.

Fu Ling couldn't help thinking that Xuantianzong's small room was also full of books.

Li Chen is still a person who loves reading very much.

After a quick glance, he made sure that he had everything he wanted, and then sat cross-legged on the bed again.

This time, no one disturbed him, and he was full of spiritual energy. No matter what, he wanted to pull out all the poison of these beasts in Li Chen's body.

Otherwise, every time he uses spiritual power, it will cause the spread of toxins, endlessly, and it will only gradually wear down his body.

Fu Ling thought about everything, but he didn't expect that when his spiritual power penetrated into Li Chen's body, an indescribable pain instantly invaded his meridians.

The violent spiritual power in Li Chen's body was actually eating back at Fu Ling.

In an instant, Fu Ling's face became extremely pale.

The explosive spiritual power continuously invaded Fu Ling's body along the place where the two people's bodies touched without warning. The fragile meridians were unprepared, and when they were washed by this spiritual power, all the meridians seemed to be torn apart. Usually, he felt dizzy for a moment due to the pain.

Fu Ling's heart froze, and he bit the tip of his tongue, making his dizzy head clear for a moment.

Has Li Chen been enduring such pain all this time?

Is this fucking human?

While Fu Ling was struggling to guide this spiritual power that belonged exclusively to Li Chen, he thought inappropriately that the meridians had already hurt so badly that Li Chen still wanted to ask for him.

how?

Really... in a coma and waiting for him to move by himself?

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