Love Around the Corner

After wolfing down every last bit of food, Ling Qing left the tavern, activated the Unknowable Eye, and sprinted full speed toward the city gates.

Although the Unknowable Eye could conceal his aura, there was a saying that rang true.

If you walk by the river often enough, how can your shoes stay dry?

Just like last time—Ling Qing had been unbelievably unlucky.

He had only deactivated the Unknowable Eye for a brief moment, yet the man in red had located him through the Spirit Bone of a mutated thousand-year Blood Bat King.

The first time, Ling Qing had luckily escaped thanks to his miraculous sixth sense. But the second time, he had not even known how the man in red had discovered him.

Even now, he was still completely baffled.

In short, only the most cautious of the cautious could rise above others.

There was a high chance that this murderous madman, an accomplice of the man in red, was still inside Gengxin City.

So Ling Qing had only one thought in his mind now: leave Gengxin City and get as far away as possible.

He raced all the way there, reaching the city gates before long.

But as he rounded a corner, he suddenly crashed into something soft and fragrant.

"Ah~"

A delicate moan sounded beside his ear.

Ling Qing immediately shuddered, his brows knitting slightly.

That voice... why does it sound strangely familiar?

He looked up and saw a young woman with a lovely face and voluptuous figure sprawled on the ground after being knocked over by him. Her black skintight outfit perfectly accentuated her E-cup curves.

Moreover, the way she sat on the ground was especially suggestive, revealing a flash of alluring purple at the base of her thighs directly to Ling Qing's eyes.

That single fleeting glimpse made his blood surge.

"Miss, are you all right? I'm terribly sorry."

Ling Qing stepped forward and bent down, intending to help the woman up.

But just as his hand supported her arm, the black-clad woman suddenly smiled. She brought her face close to Ling Qing's and exhaled a breath carrying a peculiar scent.

"Phew~"

Caught off guard, Ling Qing inhaled some of it. By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late!

Thud~

Ling Qing's vision went black, and he fainted.

The black-clad woman held Ling Qing in her arms and took a deep sniff of his scent, an intoxicated expression appearing on her face.

"Ah~"

As her voice faded, a black shadow flashed past. Both of them vanished from the spot, leaving behind only a strange ripple of energy.

As for that bizarre scene, the people nearby seemed as though they had never seen the two of them at all...

When Ling Qing regained consciousness, he found himself in a dimly lit room. All his clothes, apart from the final scrap preserving his modesty, had been removed and placed on the floor before him.

"Oh my, little brother, you're finally awake."

At that moment, the woman whom Ling Qing had "knocked over" earlier suddenly appeared. Looking at him, she unconsciously licked her rosy lips.

"Big sister, who are you? I don't know you. Is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Ling Qing wore a "brilliant" smile, while inwardly cursing out eighteen generations of her ancestors and relatives.

Truly, he smiled on the outside while screaming obscenities on the inside.

"Hehehehe." The woman covered her mouth and laughed, then slowly walked toward Ling Qing step by step.

Rather than answering his question, she ran her fingers over his body, from his face to his neck, from his neck to his chest, from his chest to his waist, and from his waist...

"Wait! What exactly are you trying to do?!"

Ling Qing jolted and stared at the woman with eyes full of vigilance.

He had fallen for it just now!

For the second time, and despite being on guard, he had unknowingly been bewitched by this woman again!

If the flesh around his waist had not been so sensitive, then right now...

Well, who knew what he would have felt.

This woman was terrifying!

"Oh? Little brother, your willpower is quite strong."

After saying that, the woman turned and sat down in a chair, crossing her legs.

"Did you kill Ling Si?"

"Ling Si? Who's that?"

Ling Qing widened his "confused" eyes and replied.

The woman said nothing, merely gazing at him with a pair of seductive eyes.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

A full five minutes passed.

The woman's tone changed, turning incomparably sharp, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month—icy and bone-piercing.

"I advise you to answer obediently. Otherwise, if your body happens to lose something, don't blame me!"

"Ling Si really wasn't killed by me."

The Ling Si the woman mentioned was clearly the man in the red robe. Although Ling Qing had killed him, he could not admit it.

"He was killed by Lord Brand!"

"Brand?"

"A deacon of the Spirit Hall's Law Enforcement Hall, a Spirit Saint with exceptionally formidable combat strength. Even an ordinary Soul Douluo might not be his match."

"Then why is Ling Si's Spirit Bone with you?"

Spirit Bone—again, a Spirit Bone. Ling Si had come after Ling Qing because he was searching for a Spirit Bone, and now the woman before him had sought him out for the same reason.

What exactly was so strange about these Spirit Bones?

Ling Qing felt as though he had fallen into a massive swamp, sinking deeper and deeper. One enormous mystery after another surrounded him layer by layer. Where was the light?