"Test which one?" Song Qingshu couldn't react in time.
"That one!" Zhong Ling's pretty face was alluring and she was stomping her feet anxiously.
"Oh …" Song Qingshu finally understood what the white cloth was. He looked at her strangely and said, "I can't do anything about it. You have to figure it out yourself."
"But, but I can't think of it." Zhong Ling was about to cry.
"Why don't I sacrifice myself to help you get through this?" Song Qingshu moved his face closer to observe Zhong Ling's face. He felt that her skin was soft and delicate. He couldn't help but exclaim that a young lady had many advantages that a woman couldn't have.
"Brother Song …" Zhong Ling looked at him and said, "Why are you still joking with me at a time like this?"
"What a cute girl." Song Qingshu thought to himself. Zhong Ling's voice was soft and sweet. His heart almost melted when he heard it.
Song Qingshu couldn't take it anymore when he saw Zhong Ling looking at him with her big eyes. "Alright, alright. I'm scared of you. Just make a cut on your hand and drip some blood on it. How would the Indigo Phoenix know what kind of blood it is?"
"Eh, why didn't I think of that?" Zhong Ling looked like she was enlightened. She put her finger to her lips and hesitated.
"What is it now?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
"I'm afraid of pain …" Zhong Ling was on the verge of tears, and she looked pitiful.
"Uh, I owe you in my previous life." In front of Zhong Ling, it was difficult for a man not to feel protective, and Song QingShu was no exception. Moreover, when he saw her delicate fingers, he could not bear to leave any scars on them. "Use my blood."
Song Qingshu put his finger to his lips and was about to bite it. Suddenly, he felt that he was at a disadvantage. He extended his hand to Zhong Ling and said, "Help me bite it!"
"Me?" Zhong Ling hesitated for a while, but when she thought of how the other party had helped her, it seemed reasonable for her to help him bite her.
Zhong Ling trembled as she held Song QingShu's finger. Her red lips parted slightly as she sucked his finger into her mouth. However, she couldn't bring herself to bite down on it. After hesitating for a while, she finally knocked her teeth on it. Feeling the roundness and fullness of his finger, she stuck out her tongue and licked it for some reason.
Although it was only a wet and slippery thing that slid across his fingertips, Song Qingshu felt as if his heart had also been licked. Layers of ripples appeared in his heart, and his tone became rough. "Hey, I told you to bite me, so why did you lick me?"
After doing that, Zhong Ling was already very annoyed. When she heard Song Qingshu's words, she was even more ashamed. She subconsciously bit her lips hard and immediately felt a bloody smell spread between her lips.
"Hiss …" Song Qingshu's eyes widened and he sucked in a breath of cold air. "You're really cruel."
"I'm sorry, Brother Song. Does it hurt?" Zhong Ling subconsciously took out a handkerchief from her pocket.
She hurriedly tried to bandage his wound.
"Don't, don't, don't!" Song Qingshu hurriedly placed his finger on the white handkerchief and let the blood drip on it. "Don't waste it. Otherwise, the blood will coagulate and you'll be bitten again."
Zhong Ling carefully put the blood-stained handkerchief into her pocket. Song Qingshu saw that there was still a trace of blood on the side of her lips. Her red lips were especially moist and bright. His Adam's apple moved up and down uncontrollably. He hurriedly walked out and said, "I'd better go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
"Brother Song …" Zhong Ling didn't manage to pull Song Qingshu back. In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu had turned a corner and disappeared. Hearing the faint howls in the dark, like the cries of ghosts, Zhong Ling shivered in fright. She hurriedly closed the doors and windows, ran to the bed, and wrapped herself in a blanket to hide.
Song Qingshu walked on the secluded road. Looking at his bloody finger, he gloomily muttered to himself, "Song Qingshu, you're really doing quite well. Not only did you not get Zhong Ling's first blood, but you also let her get your blood …"
As he walked, Song Qingshu unknowingly came to the vicinity of the Sacred Beast Pool that he had passed during the day. Suddenly, his ears twitched. The sound was so soul-devouring that Song Qingshu immediately felt his blood boil. Just as he was about to listen carefully, the sound disappeared again.
"It's so dark. Could it be a female ghost or a fox spirit?" Song Qingshu was stunned, but he wasn't afraid. He was different from Zhong Ling. In his heart, the image of a female ghost or a fox spirit was automatically changed to that of a gentle and kind Nie Xiaoqian from "A Chinese Ghost Story". Naturally, he wasn't afraid. Instead, he followed the sound with great interest.
Not long after, Song Qingshu stopped in his tracks. He finally found the source of the sound and stared blankly at the beautiful figure in the middle of the pool.
The beauty in the pool was completely submerged in the water, revealing only her snow-white shoulders. Her phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and under the moonlight, her face seemed to be suffused with a strange flush.
Not long after, the beauty's head sank into the water. After half an incense stick of time, the beauty surfaced. Her red lips were slightly opened, and the sound from before rang out again. Her face was suffused with a layer of pain.
"He Tieshou?" Seeing the beauty's appearance, Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim.
He Tieshou was, after all, a rare genius of the He family of the Five Poison Sect. After being restrained by Murong Jingyue, after the initial panic, he quickly calmed down. After realizing what kind of medicine Murong Jingyue had fed her, she quickly had an idea. She quickly pretended that the medicine was acting up and began to take the initiative to use words to seduce him.
Murong Jingyue was also overwhelmed by lust. He forgot that He Tieshou grew up in the Five Poison Sect and had a certain degree of resistance to all kinds of poisons. In his joy, he unsealed He Tieshou's acupoints. He Tieshou took the opportunity to shoot the Sand Shooting Poison Needle hidden in his chest into his body. Although Murong Jingyue's martial arts were high, at such a close distance, it was impossible for him to completely dodge. After being hit by He Tieshou's poison needle, he hurriedly sealed the relevant acupoints and took out all kinds of pills from his bosom to prepare an antidote. Chapter 177: Throwing Himself into Someone's Arms
When He Tieshou saw that even her Blood Sealing Throat poison needle could not kill him, she was shocked and afraid. She did not dare to go forward to finish him off and quickly escaped. In her panic, she subconsciously ran towards the Five Poison Sect that she was most familiar with.
Not long after, the medicine in He Tieshou's body acted up. She felt unbearably hot, so she ran to the Sacred Beast Pool in the middle of the night, hoping to use the ice-cold lake water to dispel the restlessness in her heart. Unfortunately, the effect was minimal. Feeling the water in her body overflowing, He Tieshou's teeth were about to shatter. She cursed in her heart, "That lowly person, just what kind of medicine did he use to be so powerful?" As the most outstanding Saintess of the Five Poison Sect in history, she was afraid that she would sink into sensual desires for the rest of her life, unable to extricate herself. However, she had tried it with the ice-cold lake water, and her hands … she had also tried it. The medicine's effects did not weaken at all. Instead, it became even stronger.
"He Tieshou?" At this moment, a man's surprised cry suddenly came from the shore. He Tieshou looked towards the shore with blurred eyes. She had never felt that a man's voice could be so pleasant to the ears. She recognized that the other party was Song Qingshu, who had been with Dongfang Bubai during the day. He Tieshou could not help but frown.
Song Qingshu did not know what was going on. He thought that He Tieshou was masturbating in the middle of the night. He secretly clicked his tongue at the Miao woman's boldness and openness as he retreated. "Miss He, please continue … continue. I did not see anything just now, so I will take my leave now. I hope I did not disturb your mood."
He Tieshou's face was as red as fire. She struggled intensely in her mind for a long time. In the end, she still did not want to become a slave in the future and become a promiscuous woman. She sighed and said, "Prince Song, please stay."
Song Qingshu heard her gentle and intimate voice and could not help but feel his heart skip a beat. "I wonder what Miss He has to say?"
"Your concubine has been poisoned and is on the verge of death. I hope that Young Master will be merciful and lend a helping hand." Although the Miao family's young lady was passionate, He Tieshou was still a virgin. When she thought that she had no choice but to take the initiative to seduce the other party, she immediately felt embarrassed and angry.
"Poison? I think you've either been poisoned by the [Ecstasy Acacia Powder] or you've eaten 'I love a piece of firewood'. " Song Qingshu saw He Tieshou's blushing face in the water. Her pair of watery eyes were filled with lust. He could not help but mumble.
The night was exceptionally quiet. Although Song Qingshu's voice was soft, He Tieshou still heard it clearly. Her worry turned to joy. "So Young Master's medical skills are so profound. Your concubine has indeed been poisoned. Your concubine has indeed been poisoned. I hope that Young Master will lend a helping hand."
"What?" Song Qingshu was instantly dumbfounded. "I'm not well educated. Don't lie to me."
"Your concubine may be from an evil sect, but I've always been clean and self-respecting. Why would I use a girl's reputation as a joke?" He Tieshou sighed faintly.
"There's no antidote for this kind of poison. I've heard that human breast milk can alleviate the effects of this kind of poison. Does Miss He want to try it?" Song Qingshu felt that the Heavens had played a big joke on him. In order not to lose his wolf nature in the middle of the night and do something to Zhong Ling, it would be hard for him to face Mu Wanqing in the future. That was why he had specially come out for a breather.
It was the other demoness.
"It's too late." He Tieshou's heart was bitter. It was the middle of the night in the wilderness. Where was she going to find human breast milk? "Actually, Prince Song can also detoxify your concubine."
"How?" Song Qingshu also felt that he was somewhat shameless. It was already like this yet he still asked a question that he already knew the answer to.
"Come down, I'll teach you … …" He Tieshou's voice was very flirtatious.
"We're obviously enemies … …" Although that was what Song Qingshu said, his feet involuntarily moved towards the pool.
"Your concubine only asks for one night of pleasure. Young Master, there's no need to be so conflicted … …" He Tieshou felt that she could not hold on much longer. She was afraid that she would lose her mind and do something even more shameful, so she hurriedly said this.
Song Qingshu had just stepped into the pool when he was splashed by the ice-cold water. He instantly shivered. What if this was He Tieshou's scheme? Now that I've lost all my martial arts, I'm completely no match for her … … Ugh … …
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