NOVEL NEXT Chapter 47: You're Not Here, So I Had to Solve It Myself
Chapter 47: You’re Not Here, So I Had to Solve It Myself
Chen Qingyan had clearly underestimated the power of that strange mist, or perhaps the lust poison that had been building up in her body for so long was more terrifying than she had imagined.
Even though she was already unconscious on the ground, she continued to twist and tear at her clothes, making seductive sounds with her mouth.
And that wasn’t the worst of it. Her jade-like skin was reddening and white smoke was rising from her body. This was definitely not a good sign.
Lin Fengmian couldn’t afford to think anymore. He quickly helped her up, but her body was burning hot and her spiritual energy was running wild.
Damn it!
He cursed under his breath, and remembered that he could absorb the Joyful Mist before. He cautiously approached her, focused his mind, and opened his mouth to suck.
From Chen Qingyan’s slightly parted crimson lips, red smoke billowed out and was absorbed by Lin Fengmian. However, Lin Fengmian himself felt a bit distracted.
After a while, Chen Qingyan, in a hazy state, felt the unpleasant thing inside her being sucked out through her mouth, relieving her discomfort somewhat.
But the speed was too slow. She instinctively leaned forward, but bumped into two more soft things.
The Joyful Mist in her body flowed out of her mouth at once, as if it had found an outlet.
Her consciousness cleared a little and she opened her eyes in a daze, only to find Lin Fengmian staring at her in amazement.
Their lips met, their eyes locked, and the atmosphere between them became inexplicably ambiguous.
Lin Fengmian instinctively placed his hand where it belonged, then instinctively squeezed.
Damn it, I underestimated you!
Chen Qingyan’s empty eyes slowly regained their focus.
She fell into the ultimate philosophy of life and couldn’t help but ponder:
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
She wanted to slash him with her sword, but her whole body felt limp and weak. She had no power at all.
Besides, it seemed like she had taken the initiative to lean in?
Thinking about it, she felt so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. Her vision darkened and she fainted completely.
Whether it was good or bad, she couldn’t see it anyway.
Lin Fengmian spent an hour completely absorbing the strange mist from Chen Qingyan’s body, taking the opportunity to absorb a considerable amount of her cultivation.
Heaven and earth as my witness, he really didn’t mean to do it on purpose, but he couldn’t help it during the absorption process.
He pulled away from her lips, looked at Chen Qingyan sleeping peacefully, and couldn’t help but feel a little distracted.
He almost lost control and took advantage of her.
Damn it, this mist can even affect me.
He leaned down and kissed her lips again, his hand instinctively gripping the hilt of his sword before suddenly realising what he was about to do.
“Just think of it as interest.”
Lin Fengmian ultimately didn’t become a beast, but rather acted like a beastly coward.
He leaned her gently against the wall and focused all his energy on performing the Demon Emperor Technique to absorb the power within him.
When he opened his eyes, Chen Qingyan had already woken up and was looking at him with a complicated expression.
“‘Senior Sister, you’re awake? Are you alright?”
Chen Qingyan’s heart was filled with complex emotions. In the end, she just hummed in response, then asked, “Did you do anything strange to me?”
Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. He quickly shook his head and said, “No, no!”
Chen Qingyan glared at him angrily, but she could only pretend not to know that this guy was secretly taking advantage of her.
She quietly turned around and adjusted her wide collar, feeling secretly annoyed.
“Senior Sister, why don’t you use the dual cultivation method to detoxify?” Lin Fengmian still couldn’t contain himself and asked.
“In my eyes, you are no different from them!”
Chen Qingyan’s words pierced Lin Fengmian’s heart the moment she spoke. She coldly said, “Unless I volunteer, no one else can touch me!”
Lin Fengmian felt discouraged and said with a wry smile, “So in your eyes, I’m just like them?”
Chen Qingyan didn’t speak, which effectively confirmed it.
But for some reason, seeing Lin Fengmian’s dejected expression, she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.
Lin Fengmian shook off his distracting thoughts and asked, “So, Senior Sister, how is your recovery?”
Chen Qingyan frowned and said, “Not very well, I have no spiritual energy left in my body. I guess I’ll need a day to recover.”
Lin Fengmian nodded and said, “Then let’s rest here for a while before we leave. I hope everyone else is safe and sound.”
Thinking about Chen Qingyan’s condition, he couldn’t help but worry about the others. This Joyful Mist was so overbearing, how were they doing?
Lin Fengmian didn’t want to admit it, but he was most worried about Liu Mei.
Wouldn’t she fall into the hands of the demon monk, or like Mo Ruyu, be taken advantage of by that passerby on the street?
Damn it, the more Lin Fengmian thought about it, the more agitated he became.
Chen Qingyan nodded and stopped talking to him. She weakly sat cross-legged and began to regulate her breathing.
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In another cave, Liu Mei blocked all the openings before collapsing to the ground.
She had several deep wounds on her body, each one visible down to the bone, looking quite frightening.
But she laughed seductively and slowly extended her hand. In her hand was a small bird, the same scent tracking bird.
At the cost of serious injury, she finally killed that damn bird. Otherwise, no one would have escaped.
Liu Mei squeezed hard and crushed the bird into a bloody pulp. Blood dripped from her hand.
If Lin Fengmian had seen this scene, he would have felt a shiver run down his spine.
She disgustedly threw the scent tracking bird aside and felt the excruciating pain of a thousand ants crawling all over her body. She couldn’t help but feel a bit confused and drunk.
She had actually met some villagers in the mountains on the way, but she wasn’t Mo Ruyu. Why would she even look at them?
“Little darling, why aren’t you here? Otherwise, I could really get to know you better. It wouldn’t be bad to play with you either.”
“That guy is probably having fun with that girl right now? So annoying.”
She panted and pulled a spiky object out of her storage bag. Closing her eyes, she licked her red lips and murmured, “You’re not here, so I have to solve this myself.”
She thrust the spike into her body with a sudden jerk and let out a soft moan. Blood gushed out from the spike, staining the ground.
Liu Mei felt that as the blood flowed out, the Joyful Mist also dissipated, and she felt much better.
She pulled out the spike and brutally plunged it back into her abdomen, allowing her blood to flow freely.
Liu Mei’s face was horrible, but her expression was calm, with a hint of madness.
She laughed weakly, “This time, I’ve really suffered. I have so many scars on my body, I am no longer pretty.”
“Sigh, it seems I won’t be able to wear nice clothes until I reach the Core Formation stage.”
She decided to bleed from her lower abdomen and the root of her thigh, even though it would affect her mobility. At least it wouldn’t be visible when she wore clothes.
And when she wasn’t wearing clothes?
Who else would see it besides that sweetheart?
Blood continued to flow from her body, staining the ground red.
Coupled with Liu Mei’s crazy yet calm expression with a hint of pleasure, it would undoubtedly scare Lin Fengmian to death.
If Lin Fengmian saw this, he probably wouldn’t have the courage to ride on her face again.