There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Chapter 77 Lingxi
into the night.

Most of the martial artists who entered the Ascension Map have died. Now there are enough rooms in the Qingshan County Inn, so Li Lingge doesn't have to squeeze into the same room with Di Ying and Qing Huan anymore.

However, in his sleep, he felt as if he was possessed by a ghost.

It was as if something was pressing on him, making him unable to move.

I lifted my slightly heavy eyelids and found that I was suffering from sleep paralysis.

Lingxi had entered his room at some point and was pressing on him, staring at him without blinking, as if she was enjoying a delicious midnight snack.

"Who gave you permission to come to bed?"

Li Lingge's voice was serious, as if he was going to swing a stick and give the nymphomaniac sword spirit a good lesson in the next moment.

The scene of Lingxi's forceful kiss in the palace emerged in his mind. The nymphomaniac sword spirit was really getting bolder and bolder.

Lingxi leaned over and put her thin lips next to Li Lingge's ear.

"How will the master punish me?"

Li Lingge flipped his palm, and the soul rewarded by the system appeared in his hand.

The shape of the soul plate is very simple, a silver rectangular plate hanging under a collar.

This thing is naturally of no use to him.

One advantage of soul-type spiritual weapons is that they can enter the Lingxi Sword just like a spiritual body.

"Put this on before you accept your punishment."

Li Lingge put the collar around Lingxi's neck and fastened it.

She fiddled with the silver medal with her fingers. This is what a qualified maid should be like.

The moment the soul tablet was put on her neck, Lingxi felt a gentle force nourishing her spirit.

Lingxi's fingers rubbed across the soul tablet, which was very smooth.

"I think there should be something engraved on it."

"What word?"

"The master's maid."

"..." Li Lingge felt that something was wrong with the crazy sword spirit tonight, "Where is your determination to die rather than surrender?"

In the past, the Nympho Sword Spirit was extremely inconsistent in what she said and what she thought, which was a strong contrast.

Although you say no, your body is actually very honest.

What happened tonight?
Lingxi recalled the red silk threads wrapped around her body during the day, put her cheek against Li Lingge's chest, and spoke slowly.

"The puppet spirit control technique that Chu Feng practiced."

"Puppet Spirit Control Technique..."

Li Lingge kept repeating the name and quickly remembered the introduction of this technique.

"He wants to control you?"

He was a little surprised by this.

After all, this technique has appeared in the plot of the book.

But Chu Feng did not learn this thing. After all, Lingxi was sacred and inviolable to Chu Feng, so how could he possibly use this kind of technique?

Wait!
Speaking of puppet spirit-controlling technique, he suddenly recalled the scene during the day when Lingxi was entangled by red silk threads and pulled back to the Lingxi Sword.

"During the day... that's the Puppet Spirit Control Technique?"

"During the day, he only used magic to forcibly pull me back to Lingxi Sword, and he didn't control me, but..." Lingxi sniffed, "If I didn't listen to him, he would definitely turn me into a puppet."

It’s not that she hadn’t thought about leaving Chu Feng, but her natal sword, Lingxi Sword, had already recognized Chu Feng as its master.

Now if she wants to leave, it is no longer her sole decision.

Chu Feng used the Lingxi Sword as a guide to perform the puppet spirit control technique. Even if she was at the first level, she could not resist.

Therefore, she cherished the time she spent with Li Lingge even more.

Perhaps she had become a puppet without any emotions at some point, and could no longer feel this warm chest.

Now, Li Lingge was silent.

In fact, Lingxi being turned into a puppet has no impact on the completion of the plot.

Anyway, he would eventually die at the hands of Chu Feng, so whether Lingxi was conscious or unconscious would not affect his death.

Just the thought of the maid I trained becoming a puppet controlled by others.

Li Lingge stretched out his finger and lifted Lingxi's chin.

"The only one who can control you is me."

Looking at the pair of starry eyes in the dark night, Lingxi couldn't help but rub her legs together.

"Chu Feng hates the master to the core and wants to kill you all the time."

Li Lingge didn't care about this.

He was not worried about dying at Chu Feng's hands, but he did not want the Crazy Sword Spirit to become a puppet after he ascended.

The book mentions the art of controlling spirits through puppets, and also contains methods to restrain it.

"It's not that there is no way to crack the puppet spirit control technique."

"any solution?"

"Have you ever heard of the Soul-Fixing Pill?"

"Well, the Soul-Fixing Pill can not only enhance the power of the soul, but also stabilize the soul. It can indeed restrain the Puppet Soul Control Technique."

Lingxi drew circles on Li Lingge's lower abdomen with her index finger, and suddenly changed the subject and continued.

"However, refining the Soul-Fixing Pill requires the first-grade spiritual medicine, the Soul-Fixing Herb, as the main ingredient."

First-grade spiritual medicines are rare in themselves, let alone the Cynomorium Soul-Fixing Grass.

Moreover, even if the medicine could be found, it would be too late.

Li Lingge wiped his palm across the Qiankun bag, and a magical medicine appeared in his hand.

This magical medicine has no leaves, it is bare, about the size and thickness of a rolling pin, bright red in color, and a bit rough on the surface.

"What a coincidence! I just happened to get a first-grade Cynomorium Soul-Fixing Grass from the Ascension Map."

The Cynomorium Soul-Fixing Grass was placed in front of her, blocking Lingxi's sight.

However, she did not show any joy.

"Chu Feng lives next door. He knows I'm here."

Li Lingge suddenly stood up and looked at Lingxi in surprise and suspicion.

"The joke wasn't funny."

If Chu Feng really knew that Lingxi came to see him in the middle of the night, he would probably lose his mind and go completely crazy.

Ever since Chu Feng appeared, his storyline completion rating has almost never passed.

If anything goes wrong again, there will be nothing he can do to save the situation.

Lingxi knelt opposite Li Lingge, looking at this face with some greed, as if she was afraid of forgetting it.

"He sent someone to kill you."

The most infatuated eyes, speaking the coldest words.

Li Lingge: …

If you can't win, let the sword spirit take action. Is this what the protagonist does?
He had no doubts about this explanation.

Because this is the only explanation that makes sense. Otherwise, given the protagonist's personality, if he knew that Lingxi was coming to his room in the middle of the night, why would the next room be so quiet?
Then the Cynomorium Soul-Fixing Grass in his hand is of no use now, because he doesn't know how to make pills.

This seems to be an unsolvable problem.

If Lingxi didn't take action tonight, Chu Feng would most likely turn the crazy sword spirit into a puppet.

If Lingxi took action tonight, would he have to pretend to be dead in front of Chu Feng?
Li Lingge took down the purple gold soul-breaking gourd hanging on the head of the bed.

"Just say that I found you and came back empty-handed."

Anyway, he has the Purple Gold Soul-Severing Gourd in his hand, which can restrain spirits, so this reason is reasonable.

“Chu Feng won’t believe it.” Lingxi shook her head. “He has become suspicious of me. He will not give up until he sees the result.”

After a pause, she gave two options.

“Either the master can use this gourd to capture me now, and then let Di Ying kill Chu Feng.

Or the master should just run away, I don’t know what I will become after becoming a puppet.”

Li Lingge didn't want to choose either of these two options.

"Can you make elixirs?"

"Alchemy?"

Lingxi looked at the Cynomorium soul-fixing grass in Li Lingge's hand and quickly understood what he meant. At the same time, Li Lingge opened his Qiankun bag, and herbs appeared on the bed.

He had just calculated carefully and found that all the herbs needed to refine the Soul-Fixing Pill were in his Qiankun bag.

As the Holy Maiden of the Poison Sect, Yue Yinshan already had quite a few medicinal herbs in her Qiankun bag, and she also found quite a few medicinal herbs in the Ascension Map in the past few days.

Although these medicinal herbs are far less precious than first-grade elixirs, even a mosquito leg is still meat, and something is better than nothing.

Although he knew the recipe for the elixir and had all the herbs, he didn't know how to make the elixir himself, and he didn't have an elixir furnace.

As if she had thought of something, a strange light flashed in Lingxi's eyes.

Her breathing became rapid and a trace of mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"I don't know how to make pills, but the master can."

Li Lingge leaned back slightly, feeling a sense of foreboding.

“I really don’t know how to do this.”

Lingxi licked her tongue and spoke slowly.

"There is a technique that uses the body as a pill furnace. All you need to do is eat these spiritual medicines and the pills will form in your body. Do you want to learn it?"

"Is there such a good thing?" Li Lingge's eyes immediately lit up.

In this way, the current dilemma can be solved.

If there really is such a technique, then what use would Jingting have to have in the academy?

He can refine the Meridian Guiding Pill.

You just need to swallow all the elixirs needed for the Meridian Guiding Pill into your stomach and the pill will be made. This method is much more convenient than refining the alchemy furnace.

"How to refine it?"

Seeing that Li Lingge had taken the bait, Lingxi began to slowly explain the method of refining the elixir using his body as a furnace.

Li Lingge had memory recall, and he remembered everything after just one recitation.

This set of exercises is not too difficult. The basic principle is to use true Qi to guide the various medicinal properties to blend together in the body.

Li Lingge swallowed all the elixirs with great difficulty. The other herbs were easy to swallow, but the Cynomorium songaricum Soul-fixing Grass had a very astringent taste and was almost impossible to swallow.

It was only then that he realized that using his body as a furnace to refine elixirs was a challenge to his taste buds.

As the true Qi circulated in his body, it guided the medicinal properties to continuously blend in his body.

After a cup of tea.

He slowly opened his eyes.

"It's done."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned.

It was not until this moment that he discovered the bug in this technique.

The pill is still in his body, how can he feed it to Lingxi?

Moreover, that pill was not in the solid form of ordinary pills, but was like a liquid, condensed and not dispersed.

It's impossible to break open his stomach and take out this "drop of medicine".

"How do I feed you this pill?"

Lingxi opened her red lips slightly, and her pupils turned into pink hearts.

"Master, please give me some medicine."

"..."

As expected, I was fooled by this crazy sword spirit!

Using his body as a furnace to refine the elixir was fake; the real purpose was to want him to feed the elixir himself.

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For the sake of the plot and the characters, I can only do it reluctantly.

As the night deepened, the moonlight shone upon them.

The two people's eyes intertwined under the soft moonlight, and the air was filled with an indescribable feeling, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

Their breaths were getting closer and closer until their foreheads were touching, their breathing blending together, and their heartbeats gradually quickened in sync in tacit understanding.

Li Lingge clamped Lingxi's chin and lifted it up.

Lingxi's cheeks flushed with a faint sickly blush, and her eyes were shining with anticipation and the cunningness of success.

After being punished again and again, she had long been unable to leave the person in front of her.

Recalling the past scenes, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she leaned forward slightly and moved closer.

Her red lips trembled slightly, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up circles of gentle ripples.

The moment their lips touched, it was as if a rainstorm fell on her heart.

Wet and full of passion like a storm.

The rapid breathing sounds intertwined together, like thunder in a storm, shaking Lingxi's soul.

She could feel the other person's desire, like a heat wave, spreading over her and completely enveloping her.

At this moment, she was overwhelmed by his kiss.

It was like being in a raging ocean, unable to extricate oneself.

She crossed her arms and hugged Li Lingge's neck, wanting to get closer and closer.

Li Lingge's hands unconsciously wrapped around Lingxi's slender waist, tightening again and again, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms forever.

His kiss rose and fell like the waves, gentle yet passionate, making Lingxi's heart flutter and fall into irresistible desire.

Time seemed to stand still, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

Everything around them seemed to disappear, leaving only their heartbeats.

Hoo, ho—

Until the feeling of suffocation became more and more severe, Lingxi's eyes gradually lost focus due to excessive lack of oxygen.

Her body became softer and hotter.

The sound of rapid breathing rang in Li Lingge's ears.

Because she was too excited, she suddenly lowered her head and pressed her red lips tightly against Li Lingge's carotid artery.

She pressed her lips slightly, as if she wanted to suck all the blood in his body into her mouth.

hiss--

Li Lingge took a deep breath. The pain in his neck and the dizziness caused by lack of oxygen seemed to dance a waltz on his brain nerves.

After stamping the seal, Lingxi slowly raised her head, and the two of them leaned chest to chest, looking into each other's eyes.

bang bang bang...

Lingxi could clearly feel Li Lingge's frantic heartbeat. At this moment, Chu Feng's voice transmission came to her mind.

"Sister Lingxi, haven't you killed the thief Li yet?"

She could even faintly hear Chu Feng pacing next door, as if he was eager to know the news of Li Lingge's death as soon as possible.

At this time, hearing Chu Feng's voice transmission, she didn't know why, but she felt even more excited.

'Just wait a moment, it will be ready soon.'

After perfunctorily answering Chu Feng, Lingxi leaned close to Li Lingge's ear.

"Actually, I lied to you."

At this moment, Li Lingge finally reacted.

The elixir in his body didn't move at all, and he was taken advantage of by the crazy sword spirit for nothing.

"How do you feed the medicine?"

Lingxi didn't say anything, but her body kept sinking, and sinking...

The quilt was squirming, and Li Lingge seemed to understand how to feed the medicine.

The elixir is condensed in the dantian, so——

Conspiracy, just thinking about it is a conspiracy!

From the very beginning, he was schemed by the crazy sword spirit.

hiss--

Soon, the pressure from his mouth made Li Lingge clench his fists.

At this moment, his mind was blank, with only Lingxi in it.

(End of this chapter)