After Zhongli Wuyuan returned to the room, he sat on the bed and began to meditate.
As time passed bit by bit, Zhongli Wuyuan gradually realized that something was not right with his body. He opened his eyes and glanced around with a cold look.
He had no intention of meditating anymore and got up from the bed.
When he was about to move up to light the candle in the room, his body was so weak that he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
Zhongli Wuyuan's expression changed slightly. Someone had tampered with his room!
There seemed to be an unknown fire burning in his abdomen, which was very uncomfortable.
He immediately walked towards the door, then raised his hand to open the door. Just a few steps out of the door, a figure quickly came towards him, making Zhongli Wuyuan unable to react for a moment.
The visitor quickly tapped an acupuncture point on his neck, making him unable to speak.
Zhongli Wuyuan quickly retreated, but almost fell to the ground. The ends of his eyes were red, but his eyes were staring at Chen Danxue as cold as frost.
Chen Danxue showed a gentle smile.
She sent a message to him: "Wuyuan, you reject me so firmly, and I have nothing to do. When we become husband and wife, and then cultivate our relationship properly, we will have several lovely children in the future."
Zhong Li Wuyuan's face had turned red, and he stared at her with disgust and cold eyes, feeling angry inside!
He never thought she could be so disgusting!
Seeing Chen Danxue approaching quickly, she wanted to hug Zhongli Wuyuan and take him into the room, but she didn't expect that Zhongli Wuyuan had formed a formation at some point.
In an instant, he moved outside Nangong Junze's room.
At this moment, Chen Danxue's pupils shrank suddenly, and she sent a message to warn him: "Zhong Li Wuyuan, how dare you! You have been drugged, and if you don't get relief, you will die! Only I can relieve you now!"
After Zhongli Wuyuan heard her message, he felt more and more sick and felt a little queasy. He held on and knocked on Nangong Junze's door without hesitation.
Bang bang bang——
It was too late for Chen Danxue to stop him!
Chen Danxue keenly sensed Nangong Junze's footsteps in the room, and she stared at Zhongli Wuyuan with resentful eyes.
"Zhongli Wuyuan, if this is your choice, you will die!"
She whispered angrily, and then left as quickly as possible.
The moment she left, Nangong Junze's door opened.
Nangong Junze couldn't help being shocked when he saw Zhong Li Wuyuan's face flushed, and he raised his hand to help him.
"What's wrong with you?!"
Zhongli Wuyuan used his spiritual power to break the restraints from the mute point. His voice was hoarse and low, and he said: "I went crazy while practicing. Brother Emperor, do you have any healing elixir?"
Hearing this, Nangong Junze felt that the current Zhongli Wuyuan was very strange. He glanced around the outside with vigilant eyes, then silently took out a bottle of elixir from the storage space and handed it to his hand.
"Here, don't call me Imperial Brother."
Zhongli Wuyuan took it, his lips gradually turned white because he was using his own strength to suppress the onset of the unknown medicine.
Nangong Junze looked at his weak appearance, frowned, and kindly helped him back to the room.
He said: "You should rest for a while, you are so weak!"
After Nangong Junze finished his instructions, he closed the door.
Shortly after Nangong Junze left, Zhongli Wuyuan spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood dyed his white lips red, adding an indescribable charm. He tried his best to suppress his desire, and also wanted to He left this room filled with unknown gas, but before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground.
With a bang, he fell to the ground.
It was like he was trapped in a huge furnace, very hot.
Just at this time, the communication crystal in his storage space lit up.
"Qingqing..." Although Zhongli Wuyuan's consciousness was a little scattered, he could tell that this was a message from Nangong Qingqing. He penetrated his consciousness and listened to the content of her message.
"Zhong...Ayuan, are you practicing?"
After Zhongli Wuyuan heard her voice, the heat in his body was like a volcanic eruption. The impact was stronger and the pain and torture it caused was deeper.
He missed her so much.
Zhongli Wuyuan suppressed his desire, even though he communicated in a calmer tone: "...Hmm."
Nangong Qingqing, on the other side, received a reply from Zhongli Wuyuan.
After listening, she clenched the communication crystal tightly because his tone was very abnormal, as if he was suppressing something. Could it be that he was injured?
Nangong Qingqing was originally uneasy, but now she couldn't sit still.
…
After Zhongli Wuyuan finished sending the message, he did not receive any reply.
He gasped in agony.
He used his own strength to suppress the impulse, and finally crawled back to the bed, lying on the bed in embarrassment.
He could only use his own hands to relieve it.
A heavy, suppressed gasp echoed in the room.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the door was opened, and Zhongli Wuyuan, who was in pain at this time, was unaware of it.
In the dim light, what Nangong Qingqing saw was this scene. A stunning man was lying on the bed, his clothes were messy and half untied. His face was abnormally red, sweating, and his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot. , a little sloppy, and his hand...
Take hold of 'self'.
Nangong Qingqing was shocked, her face instantly turned red, and she subconsciously looked away.
After a second's pause, Nangong Qingqing noticed something was wrong.
Because she knocked on the door just now and he didn't respond, she tried to open the door.
Now she has walked not far away from him. With his alertness, it is impossible for him to not notice it!
Nangong Qingqing's eyes fell on his face, and his lips were still stained with blood...
"Ayuan, what's wrong with you?!"
She immediately came to his bed, then reached out to touch his forehead, wanting to explore his current situation, but she didn't expect that as soon as she touched him, he was suddenly pulled hard by him.
She lay defenseless on his hot chest.
Then, his vision flickered.
She was turned over and pinned down by him.
His hard, hot thing touched her belly.
Nangong Qingqing froze. She raised her hand in panic to push him away, but her palm accidentally touched his bare chest, which was very hot.
Zhongli Wuyuan's eyes were half-closed, and the ends of his eyes were extremely red. He stared at her closely, as if he was trying to identify something in his deep and somewhat distracted eyes.
"Qingqing..." The voice was suppressed and hoarse, as if he had been tortured.
Nangong looked at him worriedly, "It's me, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Hearing her voice, he seemed to be sure of something, and his hot and crazy kiss fell on her lips, blocking all her words.
Nangong Qingqing wanted to avoid his kiss, "Uh...Ayuan...uh uh...don't..."
Soon, his lips moved to her ears, licking and biting slowly, and his heavy breath hit her ears, making her body soften instantly.
"Qingqing...Qingqing..." Zhongli Wuyuan called out in confusion.
But Nangong Qingqing still maintained his clarity of consciousness.
"Ayuan, wake up!"
