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Ji Qingning saw Zhuang Qiu sitting in front of his door from a distance.

I don't know why, seeing Zhuang Qiu sticking to him with vigor again, he would feel a little grateful in his heart.

After being blown away in the white mist, he woke up once.

In the white fog that hadn't dissipated, seeing Zhuang Qiu who looked like a corpse, he wanted to save him.

But it was only when he moved closer to convey spiritual power to him that he noticed the wound on Zhuang Qiu's heart.

That is definitely his magic weapon.

From the very weak beating of the pierced heart, for a moment he even felt that Zhuang Qiu was dead.

In his impression, it seemed that Zhuang Qiu would not be injured, nor would he be so weak.

Later, the sect leader rescued the two of them, but Ji Qingning did not dare to face the fact that Zhuang Qiu might die and was killed by him.

So these days, he didn't take a step towards the end of the mountain, for fear of hearing the news of Zhuang Qiu's death.

But right now, Zhuang Qiu is sitting in front of his door.

Ji Qingning smiled subconsciously, and then suppressed the smile again.

When Zhuang Qiu looked up, he happened to see Ji Qingning walking towards him pushing a wheelchair.

Ji Qingning asked coldly, "What do you need from me?"

Zhuang Qiu held his face and looked at Ji Qingning with an innocent smile in his eyes.

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"If it's okay, I still have to practice."

"Junior brother, don't worry, have you forgotten the agreement between us, or do you want to be cursed—"

Ji Qingning suddenly raised the volume.

"Zhuang Qiu, don't talk nonsense!" Ji Qingning's voice overwhelmed Zhuang Qiu's, but his residence was a little closer to the master's residence, so he still looked back worriedly.

Zhuang Qiu stood up, walked behind Ji Qingning, and pushed his wheelchair forward slowly.

"If you don't want senior brother talking nonsense, you have to show some sincerity."

"What sincerity?"

"I told you what I want." Zhuang Qiu leaned closer, with a hot smile in his eyes, leaning against Ji Qingning's ear, his voice was a bit charming, making Ji Qingning blush .

"you this--"

"You want to scold me as an apprentice again? Junior brother, just repeat these words over and over again, can you scold me harder."

Ji Qingning felt that the previous guilt was completely unnecessary, why would he feel guilty for such a bad person?

The wheelchair rolled slowly on the ground, Zhuang Qiu paused halfway, kicked the small stones blocking the road with his feet, and continued to push the wheelchair forward.

All the way finally came to the end of the mountain, in front of Zhuang Qiu's residence.

Zhuang Qiu's residence is not as fancy as Lu Xuan's, but it's not as simple as Shenyin's. There are some decorations, a bed and a stone table in the house.

The wheelchair couldn't get through the threshold, so Zhuang Qiu bent down and hugged Ji Qingning horizontally.

Ji Qingning hated being hugged like this. He was inconvenient to walk. He was already very sensitive to the inability of his legs to walk. Being hugged like this would only make him feel humiliated.

He pinched Zhuang Qiu's shirt and thought, if he killed Zhuang Qiu in the white mist, would he not have to suffer such humiliation again.

Ji Qingning crumpled Zhuang Qiu's clothes, and when he woke up from his anger, he had already arrived at the place where he was last time.

Locked in the spirit bag.

Just seeing this place again, Ji Qingning was so angry that he wanted to kill Zhuang Qiu.

All the love saints and infatuation are all pretended, he is an out-and-out beast.

Ji Qingning was locked up by the chain that day again, the rattling chain dropped Ji Qingning in the air, and his legs were separated a bit.

"What are you doing!" Ji Qingning struggled angrily, but his legs couldn't move, he could only let the chain pull away.

Zhuang Qiu touched Ji Qingning's beautiful legs like mutton fat and white jade.

His legs are really beautiful, they haven't been blown by the wind, they are as fragile as a little flower under a cliff.

Zhuang Qiu caressed the petals, and the stamens trembled along with it.

"Zhuang Qiu, if you want to do the rest, I will die in front of you." Ji Qingning looked at Zhuang Qiu decisively, as if this was his last bottom line.

Zhuang Qiu had already touched the back of the thigh, and was about to touch Ji Qingning's buttocks.

Forced by this sentence, he stopped abruptly.

He coaxed: "How do you know, you don't like it, Qingning, maybe you will like it very much, and it won't hurt if you try."

"I will do what I say. Do you want to see my dead body after doing it once, or you can spend many times with me tenderly?"

It has to be said that Ji Qingning's proposal moved Zhuang Qiu's heart.

Anyway, it's still a long time, and it's okay to go to the last step before dying.

Ji Qingning used the word gentle, but Zhuang Qiu's actions were not so polite.

He leaned close to his relative Ji Qingning's forehead and face, and bit Ji Qingning's white and round shoulder as if declaring his sovereignty.

"Hiss—" Ji Qingning tilted his neck in pain, which facilitated Zhuang Qiu's next move. He licked Ji Qingning's Adam's apple.

Ji Qingning trembled slightly, Zhuang Qiu said with a smile: "It's the first time I've seen someone sensitive here, Qingning, you are easy to find, brother."

Ji Qingning ignored him, turned his head and remained silent.

"Senior brother pity you, I don't need you to look for it, senior brother will tell you where your sensitive spots are, Qingning, look."

Zhuang Qiu didn't dress neatly like last time this time, he took off his coat, revealing two spots of dogwood on his chest.

"Junior brother touch him."

Ji Qingning ignored Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu was not annoyed either, he held Ji Qingning's hand and forced him to touch a spot on his chest.

Then it leaned on Ji Qingning's ear and gasped, "Brother, love me so much, you see it is also welcoming you."

Being molested like this, Ji Qingning scolded: "You are... shameless!"

Zhuang Qiu licked Ji Qingning's earlobe, and said indifferently: "The journey of cultivating immortals is slow, and you may die at some point. Timely enjoyment is the right way."

Saying that, Zhuang Qiu touched down again, wanting to make Ji Qingning feel good too.

But when he touched Ji Qingning's thing, he was surprised to find that it was already unbelievably hard.

Zhuang Qiu said with a half smile but not a smile: "Look, Junior Brother, it's not like you don't feel it, why bother to be so stubborn."

"It's not all thanks to your elixir." Ji Qingning stared at Zhuang Qiu with reddish eyes.

Zhuang Qiu was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said: "Junior Brother, I didn't give you any pills this time."

This sentence also made Ji Qingning stunned.

I didn't eat it.

Then why did he react.

Zhuang Qiu leaned into Ji Qingning's ear, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, let me give you some sweetness."

As he said that, he suddenly bent down and licked the high-spirited little Ji Qingning.

Ji Qingning only felt that she was wrapped in a soft mass.

He put his hand into Zhuang Qiu's hair, tore off his tie, and messed up the ends of his hair.

After a while, Zhuang Qiu wiped the white cloud around his mouth.

When Ji Qingning watched it, he felt his heart tremble, and some scenes of abuse appeared in his head out of his control.

Zhuang Qiu wanted to go over to kiss Ji Qingning again, but Ji Qingning immediately dismissed him and said, "Dirty."

"This is your thing, don't you think it's dirty?"

"Zhuang Qiu!"

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The Holy Son was rescued about ten days after Zhuang Qiu was rescued.

After Shengzi came out of the killing formation, there was no major wound on his body, just some skin trauma and excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

But he kept silent about what happened in the killing formation, which made people really puzzled.

After three days of retreat, the Holy Son looked much better.

When he asked who rescued him, he thanked them one by one. The elders who had criticized the Huajian faction because of the head of the Huajian faction changed a lot because of the actions of the Holy Son.

The Holy Son was supposed to visit Zhuang Qiu first, but because Zhuang Qiu was still injured, he was the last one.

When the Holy Son came to the door, Zhuang Qiu was still practicing in the room. The Holy Son knocked on the door and handed the medicine pill and spirit stone to Zhuang Qiu who opened the door.

"Brother Zhuang has just recovered from his illness, but his complexion is even better than before." Shengzi looked at Zhuang Qiu's face strangely.

It was rosy and shiny, as if it had been moistened by something.

Zhuang Qiu took the Lingshi, smiled a little more sincerely and said: "When recuperating, I took a lot of good pills, so the deficiency is not replenished, and it shows on my face."

"That's how it was. I was relieved to see that Brother Zhuang was fine, but the other two disciples from the noble sect who rescued me became like that. Luckily, Brother Zhuang and Brother Qingning are fine, otherwise I would have to bear the blame."

"Brother Yu, don't take it to heart. You also had an accident with my Taixuan Sword Sect. My Sword Sect should be responsible for you. Has Brother Yu's body fully recovered now?"

"It's nothing serious at first, it's fully recovered, Brother Zhuang wants to ask Dabi about it."

"Exactly, between us, there is still an unfinished match."

"Then I will invite you to go up today, and I think I will be able to fulfill the contract and compete in a few days."

Seeing that the Son was fine, Zhuang Qiu couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. He was glad that the genius, the Son, hadn't fallen or fallen, but it was also a pity that he hadn't fallen. a totally different opinion.

"Actually, I didn't come here just for the purpose of a competition. I'm still here to deliver a message for Shenfeng Castle."

"what?"

"The head of Shenfeng Castle discovered the relics of the true immortals, but he couldn't open them with his own strength, so he invited all the sects to help. As a reward, Shenfeng Castle will share the relics with everyone."

Zhuang Qiu frowned.

Not to mention the authenticity of the True Immortal Relics, any sect that has obtained the True Immortal Relics has absolutely no reason to share it, it must be hiding it and letting its own family eat first.

Seeing Zhuang Qiu pondering, the Holy Son said again: "I don't know whether this news is true or not, but there is indeed a big event happening in the wasteland. After all, it is the relic of a real fairy. It is better to believe that it exists than that it does not exist. Why don't you go and see it?" Look, there's nothing to lose after all."

Zhuang Qiu wanted to go, after all, if it was true what the Son said, then the Shenfeng Fortress would come to court to search for the ruins.

Zhuang Qiu has already stood at the top of the young generation of Taixuan Sword Sect, he wants to see what kind of geniuses in other sects are like.