Nine Swords Fusion

The scene between Qin Jishi and Xuanyuan Xiangrui looked exactly like a spoiled child in his father's arms.

The more Xuanyuan Xiangrui thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

No!

What the hell was Qin Jishi doing?

He tried to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter Qin Jishi held him.

Wuwuwu!

Wuwuwu!

Under Qin Jishi's tender comfort, Xuanyuan Xiangrui began rolling his eyes.

In the end!

His lips turned purple, and he showed signs of foaming at the mouth.

It was not until Xuanyuan Xiangrui desperately kicked his legs against the ground that Qin Jishi noticed something was wrong.

Damn!

Qin Jishi quickly pulled away, finally giving Xuanyuan Xiangrui a chance to breathe.

Huff, huff, huff!

Xuanyuan Xiangrui gulped down great breaths, greedily sucking in the fresh air.

Perhaps in Xuanyuan Xiangrui's world, he had never enjoyed such wonderful air before.

Seeing Xuanyuan Xiangrui's state, black lines appeared across Qin Jishi's forehead.

Fortunately, he had noticed in time. Had he been even a little later, Xuanyuan Xiangrui might have died in his arms—and he himself would have gone down in history.

After a while!

Xuanyuan Xiangrui finally recovered a trace of normalcy and shot Qin Jishi a fierce glare.

"Brother Qin, I now have reason to suspect that you have been plotting something behind my back. Otherwise... why would you try to kill me?"

Xuanyuan Xiangrui's question left Qin Jishi dumbfounded. Thinking it over carefully, there was nothing wrong with it!

His earlier departure had already made Xuanyuan Xiangrui suspicious, and then that incident had nearly suffocated him to death.

Understandable!

Completely understandable!

However!

Qin Jishi had long since prepared an explanation. His expression shifted.

"Young Master Xiangrui, the way you think of me truly breaks my heart."

"Alas!"

As he spoke, Qin Jishi gently shook his