The wooden box couldn't bear the weight and made a creaking sound.
Her ankles were entangled by the dragon's tail, stretched like lotus flowers in a rainstorm, and she was barely stepping on the edge of the wooden box. Her long hair swept across the glittering gold and silver jewels, which was even more eye-catching than the gold and silver jewels.
There was a greedy light flashing in the black dragon's eyes. It wantonly left purple marks on the body of the person under it. Although it was extremely careful, it was still as violent as a storm.
Pei Yunshu's brows were furrowed, beads of sweat had already appeared on his face, his fingers were tightly clasped on the wooden box, his joints were stiff and tense.
Half panting, "That's enough!"
The black dragon exerted so much force that he groaned, his neck raised, and his jaw formed a beautiful arc.
Black Dragon thought, it would be nice to have a pair of hands.
It cried out in great grievance.
Pei Yunshu felt even more aggrieved than it. Who would have thought that the black dragon would be so clever this time that instead of satisfying itself, it kept trying to please Pei Yunshu.
Pei Yunshu had never been treated like this before. For the first time, he knew that intimacy could bring such unexpected happiness. He clenched his teeth, but his legs were still weak. But this was too terrible. This feeling seemed to take him down with him. His rationality disappeared. He resisted this feeling.
Pei Yunshu looked at the top of his head, sweat dripping down to the roots of his hair. He gathered his strength and raised his foot to kick the black dragon.
A hand grasped the ankle.
The black dragon suddenly transformed into a human body. His bloodshot eyes showed excitement. He held Pei Yunshu's ankle, held the protruding bone in his mouth and swallowed greedily, rubbing it gently with his fingers.
Pei Yunshu looked at his human form and his heart suddenly tightened. Before he could kick him away, the Black Dragon bent down and hugged Pei Yunshu on the gold, silver and jewelry.
The golden color is covered with black hair. When comparing the colors, it is hard to tell whether it is the wooden box or the gold that sets off the person.
"Zhu You," Pei Yunshu called out the name subconsciously without checking, "Let's stop here."
When Heilong heard the name, his eyes deepened as he looked at Pei Yunshu.
Pei Yunshu then realized that something was wrong and he wanted to leave first. However, for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was extremely embarrassing to flee without doing what he promised.
He thought for a long time, then said dryly, "I'm sleepy."
No matter how critical the situation is in the future, he will never say such words again!
Who knows why Black Dragon looked like he didn't understand anything he said, but he heard everything he said clearly.
Black Dragon looked down at Pei Yunshu's face. His long hair fell on Pei Yunshu's face, making it itchy, but Pei Yunshu couldn't move. He knew that Black Dragon was looking at whether he was really sleepy. Pei Yunshu racked his brains and tried hard to pretend to be sleepy.
The black dragon roared and changed into a dragon form again, leaving the last red mark on Pei Yunshu's neck.
Pei Yunshu groaned, as tense as a fully drawn bow, not daring to move at all. After a while, the black dragon got under him, carried him up into the air.
As soon as he left the dazzling treasure house, Pei Yunshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He pretended to squint his eyes and let Zhu You lead him through the long corridor.
But when they were halfway there, a small ring suddenly flew out from the dark river and went straight into Pei Yunshu's finger, moving as fast as a gust of wind.
Pei Yunshu felt a chill on his hands, looked down and exclaimed "Huh" in his heart.
I don't know when a ring appeared on my hand. On the ring was a blood-red gemstone. There was a faint flow of black water in the gemstone, which looked extremely ominous.
He tried to pull the ring off, but it was firmly fixed on his finger and could not be removed.
Seeing that he was about to leave the cave, Pei Yunshu had no choice but to wait until he returned to his physical body. The black dragon was very easy to talk to and very obedient. It sent Pei Yunshu to his physical body and then coiled beside him to watch over him.
Pei Yunshu opened his eyes. He was concerned about the ring and could not pretend to sleep any longer. He raised his hand and saw that the ring had also appeared on his body.
"What is that!"
Young Master Qingfeng took a casual glance and saw the ring on Pei Yunshu's hand. His face changed drastically, and he strode forward, grabbed Pei Yunshu's hand, and stared at the ring. His face, which usually had no expression, was slightly distorted at this moment.
He seemed to recognize what it was, and judging by his expression, it didn't look like a good thing.
Pei Yunshu's heart sank. "I don't know what it is. It flew into my hand by itself."
Master Qingfeng's expression changed again. He gritted his teeth, his black eyes almost spitting fire. He grasped Pei Yunshu's wrist with one hand and tried to take off the ring with the other hand.
But he tried his best but failed to take the ring off.
Pei Yunshu endured the pain in silence. His hands were already red and swollen. His previously slender fingers were now in a horrible state, and the swollen parts were particularly painful from being squeezed by the ring.
After Master Qingfeng woke up, he saw the miserable condition of his fingers. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He silently let go of Pei Yunshu's hand, ran to the alchemy furnace, and took out a bottle of ointment from the storage bag.
He sat aside silently and tried to hold Pei Yunshu's hand. Pei Yunshu hid his hand behind his back and said politely, "Mr. Qingfeng, there is no need to do this. I can apply the medicine myself."
Pei Yunshu knew that Young Master Qingfeng didn't like him, and if he were to apply medicine to him now, both of them would feel extremely embarrassed.
A hint of displeasure flashed across Master Qingfeng's face. He said nothing, but just stretched out his hand and raised it in front of Pei Yunshu, vowing not to give up.
Pei Yunshu said: "How about Master Qingfeng give me the medicine? It's just a minor injury, I can handle it myself. Master Qingfeng still needs to make pills, so he shouldn't be distracted."
"It's just a small pulse-replenishing pill," Young Master Qingfeng said, "Stretch out your hand."
Pei Yunshu looked at him for a long while, and when he didn't see any reluctance from him, he stretched out his hand and placed it in Young Master Qingfeng's hand.
The finger that had just swelled up had already turned blue. Master Qingfeng thought to himself that it was very delicate, and he became very careful with his hands. He rubbed the ointment on his fingertips and spread it with his softest fingertips.
Pei Yunshu was truly amazing. If he was really delicate, he was definitely not delicate. But his skin, which was easily bruised by exerting force, was as thin as a cicada's wing, so he needed to be extremely careful.
Pei Yunshu asked, "Master Qingfeng, do you know what this ring is?"
Master Qingfeng carefully applied the medicine on the edge of the ring and said slowly: "I once said that I, Hua Jinmen, went around looking for secret places."
Pei Yunshu nodded.
After Master Qingfeng applied the medicine, he put down his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the ointment off his fingertips, then looked up at Pei Yunshu and said, "Actually, I'm going to look for things scattered in various secret realms."
Pei Yunshu asked: "What is it?"
"I can't tell you," Young Master Qingfeng shook his head and said casually, "If I tell you again, I will explode and die. Or do you want to know this secret from me even if you want me to die?"
Pei Yunshu was confused. "Why do you say that, Master Qingfeng? Since I can't say it, then there's no need to say it. I'm not the kind of person who pursues people relentlessly and disregards their wishes."
He said this sincerely, and Master Qingfeng's lips curled up slightly. He nodded, but frowned again when he saw the ring on Pei Yunshu's hand.
"You just need to know that this thing is not a good thing," Master Qingfeng said word by word, "Don't believe anything it says."
Pei Yunshu glanced at his hand, frowned and nodded.
*
That night, Pei Yunshu knew why Master Qingfeng warned him not to listen to the ring.
In his dream, he once again came to the long dark corridor.
Pei Yunshu walked into the corridor step by step. As he walked, he suddenly stopped.
A pair of pale hands came up from the waist, the nails were black as if they were poisoned, and the backs of the hands were bluish, like a pair of ghost's hands.
Pei Yunshu glanced at the hand at his waist, and suddenly felt a Qingyue sword in the palm of his right hand.
He loosened one of his hands around his waist and held Pei Yunshu's hand along his arm, leading him to hold the Qingyue sword and point it at the person who suddenly appeared in front.
The eldest senior brother looked at Pei Yunshu calmly, but his eyes were filled with sorrow and a hint of demonic blood, "Junior Brother Yunshu."
A low laugh came to my ears, and a voice as if covered by a layer of fog sounded maliciously, "Shall we kill him?"
The bluish hand held Pei Yunshu's hand, raised the sword, and swung it in the air. The eldest senior brother was cut in half, and blood gushed out, flowing along the corridor into the underground undercurrent.
Someone behind him pushed Pei Yunshu forward a step.
The next person to appear in front of him was the second senior brother. He was smiling brightly, but his deep black eyes were dim and unclear. He walked forward, as if he was going to brush away Pei Yunshu's messy hair. "Junior brother left really cleanly. No matter what I did, I couldn't find any trace of him."
The voice in my ear said again: "He broke your leg, so how about we break his too?"
Pei Yunshu was stunned, only to see that the sword in his hand turned into a scabbard. The person holding his hand led him to swing his hand and hit the second senior brother hard on the knee.
Pei Yunshu's whole body seemed to be frozen. He couldn't move at all, like a piece of wood. He could only follow those hands and smash Second Brother's kneecap again and again.
The second senior brother fell down, and the hand around his waist held him as he walked past the second senior brother. The next step was the third senior brother waving a folding fan.
The third brother smiled elegantly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of suaveness and frivolity. He waved his folding fan lightly, and the hair on his temples was blown. "My love can be leveled even if it is separated by mountains and seas."
He smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows, and said frivolously: "Junior brother, how is your reading?"
"I don't like him," the voice in my ear said, "How about killing him too?"
The third senior brother fell to the ground, and blood splattered on Pei Yunshu's face.
Drops of blood slid down his cheek. He lowered his head to look. The Qingyue Sword was already soaked in blood and was glowing with a cold light.
What is going on and who is this person.
"Who's next?" The voice laughed softly, "There are so many people I want to kill. It seems too slow to kill them one by one."
Pei Yunshu curled his fingers and looked at the junior brother who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"But there's no hurry," the creature said, "You and I have one night to kill them all."
Pei Yunshu was finally able to speak, and said hoarsely: "Who are you?"
The voice in my ear laughed, "I am yours..."
The cold breath coiled around his ears like a sacrificial altar, making him feel charming and the voice in the darkness sounded like evil words from the abyss.
"—is your master."
The smiling junior fellow apprentice was also killed by the sword in an instant.
The sound of blood dripping into the underground river, and the feeling of swords piercing flesh and blood seemed real.
The ground was littered with corpses, and the next person to appear in front of him was Master Ling Qing.
Pei Yunshu's breathing became heavier.
"This person seems to still have a place in your heart," the man said, "which makes me very unhappy."
"If I'm unhappy, I'll torture you."
"How about we cut him a hundred times, seal his mouth and nose, and push him into the dark river to see if he will die?"