bookcurios Chapter 444 Qingyan, you want to kill me! If I die here, you won’t have a good ending either.
Chapter 444 Qingyan, you want to kill me! If I die here, you won’t have a good ending either.
"Don't come near me from now on, and don't say anything about us ever having..."
When Xuanqing said this, his eyes were full of sadness, and he recalled the scene a few days ago when Qingyan took his body by force.
Qingyan covered her mouth and chuckled:
"How can I teach you the Dragon Transformation Technique if I don't get close to you?"
Xuanqing was furious.
"I told you not to touch me! Don't think about those shameful things anymore!"
"If you mention what happened that night again, I will not let you off easily!
Qingyan stood in front of Xuanqing.
She just raised her jade hand and waved it lightly.
Whoosh!
A red silk magic weapon appeared out of thin air.
In the blink of an eye, Xuanqing was wrapped up like a tightly wrapped red dumpling.
Qingyan was pinching her fingers to perform a magic spell.
Xuanqing's brows were furrowed, veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and he struggled hard to break free from the restraints.
"Monster, what have you done?"
Xuanqing felt a surge of heat surging uncontrollably in his body, his face flushed, and his breathing became rapid.
He stared at Qingyan, his eyes filled with anger and panic.
"hehe!"
Qingyan just chuckled, and a willow branch appeared in her hand with a few tender leaves hanging on it.
She gently placed a willow branch against Xuanqing's neck and said proudly:
"When you and I merged a few days ago, I planted a love insect in your body."
"This poison doesn't kill you, but it makes you want to take it. Are you satisfied, Taoist Priest?"
Xuan Qing didn't believe it and snorted coldly:
"Hmph! Don't even think about fooling me!"
He closed his eyes and began to recite the meditation technique, trying to calm the restless energy and blood in his body.
However, the meditation technique that always worked was of no use at this moment, and the heat flow became even more violent.
He wanted to use the Thousand Miles Voice to notify, but he was hesitant!
He didn't know who to notify to save him? !
If Qingyan tells that story, his Dao heart will be destroyed, and what will become of his dignity?
Xuanqing's forehead was covered in sweat, his body felt like it was on fire, and every breath was accompanied by burning pain.
He thought to himself:
It’s no use trying to resist like this, it’s better to calm her down first!
He took a deep breath and scolded:
"Qing Yan, you want to kill me! If I die here, you won't have a good ending either!"
Qingyan heard this and her smile became even wider:
"hehe!"
"Master, you are like a chameleon, changing your expression so quickly!"
"You just called me a monster, why are you calling me Qingyan now?!"
Xuan Qing turned his head away, no longer looking at Qing Yan, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low:
"This poor Taoist priest... This poor Taoist priest doesn't want to take you with him, but your identity is really... different from that of a demon!"
"I can't face myself, nor can I face you!"
"I will eventually let you down!"
The willow branch in Qingyan's hand gently slid across Xuanqing's lips, with a hint of teasing:
"What? Taoist priest doesn't dare to look at me! Afraid that I'll bewitch you?"
Xuanqing slowly turned his head and looked at Qingyan with complicated eyes.
Under the moonlight, his eyes were slightly red, and tears were shining:
"Qingyan, untie this red silk magic weapon. There is a gift for you on the lapel of my chest!"
Qingyan's eyes lit up and she blurted out:
"Gift!"
Xuan Qing lowered his head and said softly:
"Yes, you will like it!"
"The last time I treated you like that... it was just to test your cultivation..."
Qingyan smiled brightly upon hearing this, while Xuanqing lowered his head with tears in his eyes.
Qingyan lifted Xuanqing's chin with a willow branch, and seeing his pitiful appearance, she felt a little bit of pity in her heart.
She said softly:
"Little Taoist priest, why are you crying?"
"Did I bully you too harshly, or is this red silk too tight and makes you too uncomfortable?"
Xuan Qing shook his head, his voice hoarse:
"No...nothing!"
The two were silent for a moment.
Qingyan took back the red silk and willow branches, and Xuanqing fell weakly to the ground, gasping for breath.
Seeing this, Qingyan covered her mouth and smiled:
"Haha, why did the Taoist priest fall to the ground? Did he do it on purpose?"
She squatted down and reached into Xuanqing's chest to feel around.
Xuanqing could only close his eyes helplessly, feeling aggrieved, and let Qingyan explore him.
Qingyan first touched a book, took it out and saw that it was the "Dragon Transformation Art" that was taken from her.
She put the book aside and continued to grope, touching a hard object wrapped in cloth.
She took out the package out of curiosity and found that it was carefully wrapped in blue cloth and tied tightly with a red string.
Qingyan gently placed it on the ground and untied the red rope. The item inside made her stunned for a moment!
They turned out to be pieces of dragon scales, glowing golden in the moonlight.
Her fingers trembled as she counted the dragon scales one by one. Her hands became weak from counting so many scales.
After a while.
She finally finished counting and there were a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces.
She also found a few words written in blood on the blue cloth:
I give dragon scales to the beautiful woman, you know my heart.
"This...this is the gift you prepared for me!"
Qingyan's beautiful eyes widened in surprise!
"I...I like you so much. I said, how could you forget me!"
She thought to herself:
I wonder how this young Taoist priest got these dragon scales?
He is so awesome!
I like him so much, I can't let him go!
These dragon scales are simply treasures to me, and they can help me break through the bottleneck of thousands of years of cultivation.
Qingyan put the dragon scales into the space with satisfaction and turned to look at Xuanqing.
I saw him still lying on the ground with his eyes closed, sweat constantly coming out of his forehead, and his face was very rosy, as if he had secretly applied rouge from a girl!
Qingyan felt a surge of heartache!
She lay beside Xuanqing and whispered:
"You know what? I've been waiting for someone!"
"Someone who can make me give myself to him... and you are that destined person!"
Xuan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his voice a little weak:
"As long as you like it!"
"But I am too weak now. If you force me to love you, I will die!"
Qingyan turned over and put her face against Xuanqing's hot face, feeling his rapid breathing:
"I know. Practice well, and next time we'll..."
She gently stroked Xuanqing's face, her eyes full of tenderness:
"You are such a charming little Taoist priest. You say one thing and mean another. You clearly have feelings for me, yet you're still shouting at me to kill me!"
Xuanqing was filled with hatred in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face.
So he had no choice but to put his arm around Qingyan's shoulders and said affectionately:
"Since something has happened, you have to make a choice. Either I kill you, or if I lose, I will be responsible!"
Qingyan was even happier, secretly delighted:
Why does the man I like have such a unique personality!
It’s getting more and more fun!
"Husband!"
Qingyan kissed Xuanqing on the face, her voice as gentle as the wind.
"Ah Yan loves you!"
Xuan Qing didn't dodge, but let her kiss him from his face to his forehead, and then to his lips...
When Qingyan wanted to untie his Taoist robe, Xuanqing's eyes were panicked and he quickly refused:
"Qingyan, don't mess around! I'll die!"
Qingyan reluctantly let go of his hand, feeling somewhat worried.
Thinking secretly:
The young Taoist priest is weak and really can't stand the hardship!
"from now on……"
Xuanqing suddenly held Qingyan's hand tightly.
"No matter the difference between humans and demons, I... no, I will definitely protect you."
The moonlight is bright in the spiritual plant garden.
The tender leaves of the tea tree fluttered in the night wind.
Qingyan flipped over.
In the moonlight, her smile blossomed like a flower, and her eyes sparkled with a cunning light.
"hehe!"
Xuanqing looked up at Qingyan who was so close to him, his eyes full of worry, and said hurriedly:
"Qingyan, if you force me to love you, I will die!"