Throw down Wannian Suzaku

"Are you crazy?!" These words almost gnashed their teeth and popped out one by one. In fact, before that, the sky really didn't have the idea of ​​killing Qingling.But if it is allowed now, he may tie up this person and give him a real torture that Qingling said.

Seeing Qingling still not giving up, the hand that penetrated the chest seemed to want to penetrate it.Cang Qiong was furious, stretched out his hand to touch the acupuncture point on the man's waist, and sneered: "Do you want to die? Don't worry, you will have plenty of time to regret your decision now."

"But I'm like this... isn't it just what you want..." Laughing at herself, Qingling opened her eyes slightly taking advantage of the last bit of consciousness left.Qingling sensed the scorching anger on the person in front of him, it was clearly extremely terrifying, but unexpectedly it didn't burn him much.

"Really? So you think so?" Cang Qiong suddenly smiled, it was a smile mixed with sullenness and embellishment.However, after a closer look, it seems that this person is right to think so, and his words are not groundless.

The eyelids are getting heavier, and the eyes are white, and Qingling's intuition and consciousness are suspended at this moment.

But judging by Cang Qiong's expression, he probably won't be able to die this time... Forget it...

In fact, when doing it, Qingling's mind flashed the shadow of the fire bird.Knowing that if you want to let him know about your behavior, let alone other things, even if it is a light one, you will hang yourself up and beat him hard.

But such suffering with no end in sight made Qingling really lose her mind at that time.At that moment, he felt that even if he died, it would be a different kind of relief.

In the middle of nowhere, a sudden warm current flowed through Qingling's internal organs.It was the warmth from the inside out, soft and delicate, which gave him a rare tenderness in his body.Being able to feel such a temperature, even in a dream, Qingling is convinced that she is indeed not dead.

Consciousness regresses, awareness returns.

"You've consumed so much mana, shouldn't you wake up?" Cang Qiong's voice fell coldly. Although Qing Ling hadn't opened his eyes yet, Cang Qiong seemed certain that the mana was enough to wake this person up at this moment.Looking at Qingling's sleeping face, he paused indifferently.

At this point, the pinching of the sky was very precise. Although Qingling had just regained consciousness not long ago, she heard his words clearly.The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the eyelids slowly opened, closing and opening repeatedly.What came into view was the face covered with frost in the sky, and Qingling was a little dull under half-consciousness.

"You..." Qing Ling felt that it would be safer for her to speak first, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only say this: "What else do you want... just say it..." After all, she just woke up and still With the injury, Qingling's breathing was much weaker than usual.He didn't even look directly at the sky, and looked at the surrounding things.

Qingling noticed that she seemed to be in a small guest room. Although the wound on her body was still hurting, it was already in the healing stage.These things, except for the sky, will not be done by anyone else.

Cang Qiong tapped his knee repeatedly with one hand, and looked at Qingling carefully from the beginning to the end.The frost on his face melted a little, and this time it was his turn to choose silence.

Qingling couldn't guess what he was thinking now, she held on to the edge of the bed, struggling to get up a little bit.As soon as he made a slight movement, he was pushed back with the quilt.

"Move what? Do you think the injury is not serious enough?" There was still coldness pouring into the words, the sky didn't use much force, but firmly pressed Qingling back to the bed, thought about it, and said: "I really don't want to hurt you." I should give you mana, but mana is your tool to kill yourself?"

Nothing can escape the eyes of the sky, and Qingling really used his mana at that time, otherwise he would not have pierced his chest so easily, nor would he have fainted immediately.

"I didn't think about it that much." Qingling replied, "If you go back on your word, I have no objection to taking back the mana, it's not mine in the first place."

"Really, it's not necessary to take it back, just seal it up, and it will save a little trouble." Cang Qiong said with a faint smile, "But since you're already awake, shouldn't we settle the score this time?"

Qingling lowered her eyelashes when she heard the words, and said without much reaction: "You are welcome." And she replied with these four words, in a flat tone.With Cang Qiong's temperament, this step is indeed indispensable.

"Okay." Cang Qiong didn't know if he was smiling angrily. His smile was not pure, but it made it difficult for people to detect other hidden emotions.

The next moment, the temperature was approaching, and the breath was enveloped.In an instant, Qingling was surrounded by that person.Cang Qiong propped his hands beside Qingling, looking down at him from a height.With a half-smile, Tian Qiong slowly bent down.

Qingling closed her eyes, and subconsciously wanted to turn her head to the side.

The lower jaw was held and forced to turn back.With a tug in her heart, Qing Ling's body also trembled.A few seconds later, what awaited him was the warmth on his lips.The soft lips are gently covered, full of gentleness.Different from before, Kung Qiong is afraid that he will break a rare treasure, so he cares carefully all the time.

Qingling was a little confused by the kiss, her head was like mud.And it's just purely passing the temperature on the lips, no other intention,

Cang Qiong wanted to hug this man, but was afraid of touching his wound.After thinking about it, she finally just leaned her head on him lightly, and whispered: "I have sealed your mana, as long as you stay with me, from now on, nothing can hurt you. "Putting a few strands of hair across his forehead, it was as if he was talking to something very precious to him.

If it is said that the previous almost skin-to-skin kiss may be the sky's revenge, but this time the light kiss made Qing Ling lose her clue.Such words and actions really don't look like what the sky did.

"I have no problem with the rest of what you want." Qingling replied, "However, I don't like others getting too close to me."

The man obviously paused, which seemed to be an unexpected answer for him.Confirming that Qing Ling was not joking, Cang Qiong smiled deeply: "You really shouldn't say that." There were still bright fragments in his eyes, "It's been so long, do you think I will be the kind of person who listens to you?" people?"

"It's your right to listen or not." Qingling said without changing her expression, "I'm just expressing my thoughts, that's all."

Sky stared at the face that hadn't recovered its ruddy face for a long time.Just when Qingling thought that he would ignore his own words, the coolness gradually diffused, and the sky raised his head and stood up, which really opened the distance between the two of them.Sitting on the wooden chair next to her, Qingling couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I didn't kill you, why bother to have such hostility towards me?" Cang Qiong wanted to raise the corners of his mouth, but it seemed particularly reluctant.

"I... don't quite understand what you mean." His question seemed inexplicable to Qingling, and Qingling didn't know what the meaning of his question was.

If you don't understand, then you don't understand... After all this, he still doesn't understand, and it's useless to explain more by himself.Anyway, he also completely forgot about the past, that's all... Cang Qiong simply relaxed his body, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and said: "It's nothing, I'm tired, let me be quiet for a while."

He didn't get an answer, but Qingling didn't worry about it either.After all, if it is Cang Qiong's words, it is his normal state to listen to half of it and discard half of it.Qingling looked away, complied with the sky, and really did not speak again.

In this way, Cang Qiong closed his eyes and rested his mind for about a quarter of an hour. After his mind calmed down, Cang Qiong slowly opened his eyes.Noticing that the person on the bed hadn't fallen asleep, he naturally asked, "Does the injury still hurt? How far has it healed?"

Now it's just a small, painful injury, Qingling said casually: "I don't know, this injury is not a problem."

But Cang Qiong thought that this person was holding on to something, but the remaining injuries should not consume much mana, so he should heal completely, so that there would be no worries.Thinking of this, Cang Qiong dragged his body, which had just healed Qingling's injuries and hadn't recovered, moved a few steps and sat on the edge of the bed.

Qing Ling, who didn't know the purpose of the sky, didn't have any particularly big reaction to his sudden approach, and the silence of this quarter of an hour also made him feel much more at ease.

"Hand." Cang Qiong said lightly.

Qingling was taken aback, but she didn't understand what he meant, so she didn't move for a long time.

Cang Qiong didn't bother to explain further, he lifted a corner of the quilt, took Qing Ling's wrist and took him out of the quilt. "Just do it, I don't have that much patience." I don't know if it's an illusion, Qingling felt that the sky was abnormal just now, but now it seems to be back to normal.

Qing Ling, who had just recovered, felt the sudden scorching heat on her wrist, followed by the soothing mana rolling.This time the mana is still a little different from before, it is hotter than usual, and it is several times thicker.Like the hot and sticky syrup that has been boiled, it flows from the tendons in the wrist.

Qingling was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but was bound tightly by the sky, unable to fight back at all. "It's not necessary, I said it's okay." Qingling couldn't accept the mana that helped him heal his wounds. No matter what the purpose of the sky was, it was obviously impossible for him to accept these mana calmly.

"No matter what you want to say, just shut up now." Cang Qiong didn't care whether the person accepted his kindness or not, and didn't intend to explain in a nice voice, just dropped a cold sentence.

As the injuries in her body gradually healed, the doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper, and Qingling was a little bit late.Qingling was in a coma when he was seriously injured, so he didn't know how the sky sent mana to him.Now that he knew it, he was also surprised.There is absolutely no need for such a way of transmitting mana without stinging one's mana.

It wasn't until the mana sent over exceeded the need for wound healing that Sky stopped the delivery of mana.

Qing Ling, who was still in danger a few hours ago, is already a fine person now, and it is no problem to go out for a stroll.

"You... have no intention of killing me." In the end, it was not a question, but a statement of facts, Qingling was telling her own thoughts.

Cang Qiong's figure visibly froze, and his soul seemed to be scattered. After a while, he didn't respond.