hot.
Lin Qingyang felt like her whole body was burning.
He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pull open the collar, but he heard a "squeak" and a cold pulling sensation on his wrist.
He opened his eyes suddenly and found that the surroundings were dim and he was lying on a stone bed, his wrists and ankles were locked with heavy iron chains, and they would rattle at the slightest movement.
"Are you awake?"
A low hoarse voice came from the shadows.
Lin Qingyang turned her head and saw Cang Mo slowly walking out of the darkness. The black robe on her body was loosely open, revealing a large piece of strong chest. Under the dim light, there was an indescribable lust and danger.
Cang Mo looked at him condescendingly, his amber wolf eyes filled with evil desires.
"You... what are you doing?" Lin Qingyang panicked.
"What do you think?" Cang Mo's tall body pressed down on him, his calloused fingers roughly pinched his chin, and his hot breath sprayed on the side of his newly bitten neck.
"Don't mess around!" Lin Qingyang said in a panic.
Cang Mo sneered, and the nails on his hands turned into sharp claws and scratched down Lin Qingyang's chest, directly cutting open his belt.
The skirt of the clothes was wide open, and Lin Qingyang realized that he was only wearing this robe, and his expression became more and more panicked.
"I said, don't expect me to let you go." The voice was close to his ear, so deep that it sounded harsh.
"You can't do this to me!" Lin Qingyang struggled desperately, and the chains made a harsh sound.
But that hand reached down along his waistline and encountered an unspeakable place.
Lin Qingyang's scalp was about to explode. In great panic and shame, he collapsed and yelled, "You bastard! If you dare, just kill me!"
Hearing this, the person on top of him moved.
Cang Mo slowly raised his head, with an extremely evil and perverted sneer on his lips, and said word by word:
"Kill? That would be too cheap for you."
Lin Qingyang was stunned. "... What?"
Cang Mo's eyes darkened, and he approached his face viciously. "I want to rape him first and then kill him!"
"Fuck!"
Lin Qingyang gasped and opened her eyes suddenly. What she saw was a crimson gauze bed curtain. She was lying on a ridiculously large soft bed. The sunlight shone in through the carved window lattice, making her dizzy.
It turned out to be a dream.
Lin Qingyang gasped for air, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart was still beating wildly in his chest. After being stagnant for two seconds, his brain slowly recalled that he was bitten on the carriage last night, and then he couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep. It seemed that he had arrived at Demon Emperor City.
I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and under my feet was a white soft animal skin covering the entire room. This was a luxurious and exaggerated bedroom, with black gold and sandalwood furniture, a screen inlaid with gold and jade, and the lighting on the walls were all fist-sized high-quality crystal stones.
What's going on? Are the conditions in the cells in Demon Emperor City so good?
Lin Qingyang walked out of the inner room full of doubts. The outer room was equally spacious. There were a few soft pillows scattered randomly on the soft couch by the window. There were many scrolls and documents piled on the black jade table. The incense burner next to it was spitting out soothing incense. There was even warm tea and exquisite snacks on the table.
He poured himself a cup of tea, looked at it while drinking, and walked to a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror. The person in the mirror had long hair disheveled, and the tooth marks on his neck were still conspicuous, but he seemed to have been drugged and had a faint coolness. On the tray next to the mirror, there was a blue-gray hair tie. Lin Qingyang tied his hair up casually and shook his head when he looked at the long-lost appearance in the mirror.
After walking around the room, he looked at the closed door, stepped forward and pushed it tentatively.
With a "squeak" sound, the door opened a crack and was unlocked.
Lin Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he opened the door gently. Outside was a huge courtyard, full of exotic flowers and plants, but there was not even a shadow of a guard. He looked back at the plaque on the door - "Cangfeng Palace".
He doesn't even have a guard, so you can trust him so much?
Lin Qingyang walked around the yard and sneakily touched the door. Just as he was about to reach out and touch the door bolt, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Where do you want to go?"
Lin Qingyang was frightened and turned around suddenly. Cang Mo stood in the corridor at some point, holding a food box in his hand and looking here expressionlessly. He changed into a lightweight black robe with sleeves, and looked neat and upright, vaguely looking like he had in Qingfeng Pavilion.
"I just want to take a look, your door... is pretty good." Lin Qingyang smiled dryly and pretended to touch the gold paint pattern on the door.
"This is the Demon King's Palace. There are layers of guards outside. Even if you leave this door, you can't escape." Cang Mo said in a cold tone.
"Whoever wants to run away, I'm just taking a walk." Lin Qingyang retracted her hand.
Cang Mo didn't answer, turned around and went straight into the house.
It seems that her anger has not subsided. Lin Qingyang sighed helplessly and followed in slowly.
When he entered the room, Cang Mo was sitting at the table pouring tea. Lin Qingyang wanted to remind him that he had just used the cup, but looking at the other party's cold face, he wisely chose to shut up.
"Come and eat." Cang Mo put the food box on the table.
After struggling for a day and night, Lin Qingyang was indeed hungry. He slowly walked over and sat down, thinking that since he was given food, it meant that he was not in danger of his life for the time being.
Open the food box, there is a bowl of rice, two side dishes, and a bowl of soup.
Lin Qingyang glanced at: stir-fried celery, cold bitter melon, and carrot stew, and closed his eyes. They were very good. They were all things he didn't like to eat.
He glanced at Cang Mo speechlessly and said nothing, picking up the bowl and eating rice silently. It would be nice if the prisoners were willing to take care of the food.
Cang Mo sat opposite, holding a tea cup, but his eyes kept falling on Lin Qingyang.
After a while, Cang Mo suddenly said, "Your spiritual power... didn't exist back then?"
Last night when Lin Qingyang was asleep, he checked and found that his spiritual power was so weak that it was almost negligible. It was not a secret that Lin Qingyang was seriously injured five years ago, but he did not expect that it would be so serious that his cultivation would be completely destroyed.
Lin Qingyang picked up the rice and hummed softly.
"You abandoned me in order to survive, and this is what happened?" Cang Mo's voice was cold and hard, with a hint of mockery.
Lin Qingyang paused for a moment while picking up vegetables with her chopsticks, and smiled, "This is not retribution."
Cang Mo frowned and said nothing, but he looked as if he was sulking.
Lin Qingyang ate in silence for a few mouthfuls, then looked at the other side seriously. "Cang Mo, can we talk?"
"What are you talking about?" Cang Mo raised his eyes.
Lin Qingyang put down her chopsticks, took a deep breath and said, "I was sorry for what happened back then, and you should have hated me. But that is in the past after all. Even if you kill me now, it will not do you any good."
Cang Mo sneered coldly, "You don't think that you can let me let you go with these light words, do you?"
"Of course not." Lin Qingyang quickly answered, "I mean, I can make it up to you."
Cang Mo frowned slightly and said nothing, seemingly not rejecting what he said.
Lin Qingyang rummaged through the Qiankun bag that he carried for a moment, took out a thin black metal card, and handed it to Cang Mo.
"What is this?" Cang Mo looked at it.
"The key to my private treasury." Lin Qingyang looked at him and said, "Yinshi's business has been doing well in the past few years. Everything I earn is in it, and I will give it all to you."
Cang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his face slowly turned cold.
"Is this the compensation you're talking about?" Cang Mo said through gritted teeth.
"Don't get excited yet!" Lin Qingyang hurriedly explained, "Money is really useful! You are now in charge of the Demon Emperor City, improving people's livelihood, expanding the army, and appeasing all races. How can you go up and down without spending money?"
Seeing that his face was getting darker and darker, Lin Qingyang added, "If you feel it's not enough, I can also share it with you in Yinshi's future profits..."
"Lin Qingyang!" Cang Mo interrupted him with a low growl, staring at him with a pair of amber eyes, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes, "Are you talking to me about money?"
Lin Qingyang felt a little guilty when he stared at her, so she looked away and whispered, "I have nothing but money now."
Seeing that Cang Mo still looked ugly, he paused and persuaded, "Times have changed now. Instead of holding on to the past, why not let's talk about cooperation..."
There was a muffled "bang" sound.
Lin Qingyang was startled, and the rest of her words were stuck in her throat.
The white jade tea cup in Cang Mo's hand turned into powder, and the tea dripped down between his fingers. His red wolf eyes stared at Lin Qingyang, with anger and unwillingness in his eyes, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite his neck off.
Lin Qingyang swallowed, so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe.
The two were in a stalemate for a moment. Cang Mo stood up suddenly, turned over the wooden chair behind him, turned around without saying a word, and strode out the door.
Lin Qingyang looked at his angry back and sighed helplessly. Then his eyes fell on the empty table. When he realized something, he shouted out the door, "If you don't agree, you should keep the card!"
He stood up and followed him out, but as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, a pale golden barrier lit up out of thin air and bounced him back.
Lin Qingyang rubbed her sore nose and sighed helplessly, this wolf cub is really difficult to deal with.