The early morning sunlight shines into the inner hall through the window lattice, which is a bit dazzling.
Lin Qingyang When I woke up faintly, I felt severe pain all over my body, but strangely, my mind was much clearer than the previous few days, as if the evil fire that was rushing through my meridians had finally been vented, and now I felt refreshed.
He rubbed his temples and subconsciously wanted to turn over, but he felt his waist was heavy. When he lowered his head, he saw a silver-white, furry big tail stretched across his waist.
Lin Qingyang blinked and moved his eyes to the side along the tail. Cang Mo was lying on his side, seemingly still asleep. The pair of white wolf ears lay softly between the messy hair, shaking occasionally and imperceptibly with his breathing.
Looking further down, Cang Mo's broad and strong chest was covered with suspicious red marks, and the black Demon-Locking Ring was fastened around his neck. The ruby gleamed in the morning light.
Lin Qingyang took a breath, and those ridiculous scenes from last night suddenly rushed into his mind.
He forced Cang Mo to kneel down, forced him to call his master, stepped on his tail, and finally...
Lin Qingyang's originally sleepy eyes gradually widened, from shock to sluggishness to despair, and finally he closed his eyes.
What a crime! What has he done! What the hell is that chalcedony? This wolf cub must think he is a pervert!
Lin Qingyang lay stiffly on the bed, breathing softly, then carefully stretched out two fingers, pinched the big tail around his waist, and tried to move it away.
He gently propped himself up to get up, but his hand suddenly touched something cold. When he turned around, he saw a bunch of golden shackles hanging loosely on the bedside.
Lin Qingyang paused for a moment, and an indescribable scene flashed through his mind again, and he raised his hands to cover his face speechlessly.
"Are you awake?"
A low, nasal voice sounded in my ears.
Lin Qingyang froze and turned his head hard. Cang Mo had opened his eyes at some point and was holding his head with one hand, looking at him with a half-smile.
Facing those Amber eyes that were full of satisfaction, Lin Qingyang felt a rare feeling of guilt, and an uncontrollable heat surged through his ears. He simply looked away and looked at the bed curtain pretending to be nonchalant.
Cang Mo didn't intend to let him go just like that. He stood up and moved closer, his warm breath hitting the side of Lin Qingyang's neck. He carefully observed his expression, as if he wasn't sure whether he was fully awake at this time, so he called out tentatively, "Lin Qingyang?"
Lin Qingyang Although he was extremely embarrassed, he still glared at him confidently. "What are you doing? Are you still looking for a fight?"
Seeing his familiar expression, Cang Mo felt relieved, then a smirk appeared on his lips, and he deliberately moved closer.
"Why, didn't you fight enough last night?" Cang Mo lowered his voice, his tone full of joking and over-the-top flattery, "Master?"
This "Master" was called out a thousand times. Lin Qingyang's face suddenly turned red. He coughed dryly and pushed his head away. "I... ate that fake chalcedony. Spiritual Power went berserk and lost consciousness. Don't take it to heart."
Cang Mo raised his eyebrows and looked around at the base of his red ears. "Oh? You've been tormenting me all night, and now you don't want to admit it?"
As he spoke, he deliberately straightened up. The quilt slid down, revealing a large area of his naked chest. The black collar around his neck, his silver hair, and the wolf ears on his head gave him an indescribable wild and lustful aura.
Lin Qingyang took a deep breath, looked away, gritted his teeth and said, "Take that thing off your neck."
Cang Mo lowered his head, gently hooked Demon-Locking Ring's belt with his slender fingers, and then looked at him innocently. "I don't dare. You said last night that if I dared to take it off by myself, you would hang me up and beat me."
Lin Qingyang:"..."
Lin Qingyang usually seems to be at ease, but Cang Mo rarely sees him so deflated, so he couldn't help but chuckle.
But Lin Qingyang couldn't bear the ridicule. In anger, he raised his hand and slapped Cang Mo on the shoulder. "You're laughing!"
Unexpectedly, with this light slap, Cang Mo was directly thrown away by the force, and rolled out of the bed with the quilt.
Lin Qingyang was stunned, Cang Mo was also stunned, got up from the ground wrapped in a quilt, lay on the edge of the bed, and looked at him in astonishment.
Lin Qingyang looked at the palm of his hand. At that moment, he felt a Spiritual Power rush out from his palm. He closed his eyes again and felt it. The originally dry Spiritual Root was now filled with a gentle force, flowing slowly along the meridians.
"You have Spiritual Power?" Cang Mo reacted and said in surprise.
Lin Qingyang felt happy. Could it be that by some mistake yesterday, the chalcedony Spiritual Power was absorbed instead? So he excitedly raised his hand, put his two fingers together, and pointed towards the tea cup on the table.
The air was quiet for a second, and the teacup didn't move at all.
Lin Qingyang frowned and pointed hard twice, but still no response. The full Spiritual Power feeling just now was like an illusion and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Maybe I just woke up and I'm not very stable yet." Cang Mo lay on the bedside to comfort him. Then he turned his eyes and reached out to touch his calf that was hanging on the edge of the bed. His eyes were filled with excitement again, "You were Spiritual Power after last night. Do you think if you come here a few more times, will you be completely recovered?"
"What a beautiful idea!" Lin Qingyang kicked him angrily.
Cang Mo grabbed his ankle and kissed his smooth calf affectionately, which made Lin Qingyang blush even more.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the hall, and Jin Buhuan's voice came through the door panel: "You two, come out as soon as you wake up. There is news from the Immortal Alliance, it's very important!"
Lin Qingyang frowned, glanced at Cang Mo who was still lying beside the bed with an unfinished expression, and kicked him. "Get dressed quickly!"
After a while, Demon Emperor City entered the main hall.
Lin Qingyang was sitting on a large chair, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache. Cang Mo was like a little daughter-in-law, sitting aside and pouring tea for Lin Qingyang thoughtfully, still with a rippling smile on his face.
Four people, Langya, Jin Buhuan, Hong Ling and Mo Yan, all looked at Cang Mo's neck.
Before going out, Lin Qingyang asked Cang Mo to pick off the Demon-Locking Ring, but the wolf cub didn't know what had happened and refused to live or die.
Langya crossed his arms and looked at Cang Mo with a puzzled expression. "Why did you put that dog leash on again?"
Cang Mo didn't even pause to pour the tea. He glanced at the expressionless Lin Qingyang sitting next to him and curled his lips. "I like it."
Langya:"..."
Jin Buhuan shook the folding fan and glanced back and forth between the two of them, the spirit of gossip burning. "What did you two play last night?"
Mo Yan and Hong Ling also looked at the two of them curiously. Lin Qingyang took a deep breath and closed his eyes speechlessly.
"Okay." Lin Qingyang glanced at everyone and brought the topic back, "Let's get down to business. What is the news?"
Jin Buhuan and Mo Yan looked at each other, their expressions became serious, and Jin Buhuan even put away her fan.
"Feng Shu just sent a message. Recently, a disciple of the Myriad Spirits Sect was killed near his mine." Mo Yan said seriously.
Langya next to him snorted coldly, "What do you Immortal Alliance people have to do with us?"
Mo Yan was silent for a moment, turned to look at Lin Qingyang, and said word by word, "The weapon that killed that disciple was the ice pick formed by Spiritual Power."
Lin Qingyang made a movement and involuntarily squeezed the teacup in his hand.
The hall fell into dead silence for an instant. Several people looked at each other. Obviously, the same name appeared in everyone's mind at the same time, Xue Lanyuan!