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Chapter 49 Finale [[-]]

Hang Hehuan, who was pushed off the high platform by Xin Chun, fell straight into the darkness and passed out.

I don't know how long it took to wake up leisurely, but when I opened my eyes, there was still darkness around me.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, just as he was about to sit up, he was pushed back by something that fell from the sky.Hang Hehuan cried out in pain after being smashed, "Damn... throwing it around is not moral..."

Hang Hehuan raised his hand and touched the "thing" on his body, but the more he touched it, the more wrong it became. This "thing" seemed to be...

"Master?"

Hang Hehuan whispered, the person pressing on her was very similar to Leng Qingjue in terms of body shape and smell, the only difference was the strange fragrance.

Leng Qingjue was pushed by Hang Hehuan, and slowly woke up.

It's just that Hang Hehuan soon realized that it's better not to wake her up...

Being pushed awake, Leng Qingjue turned over and got off Hang Hehuan, and the two sat on the floor.Hang Hehuan gradually got used to the darkness, and could vaguely see the general idea.Just now she accidentally touched Leng Qingjue's skin, and felt that her body temperature was abnormally high.

He couldn't help getting closer to her, and raised his hand to try her forehead, it was really hot and scary.Hang Hehuan asked worriedly and anxiously: "Master? What's wrong with you? Why are you so hot? Is it uh..."

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed by Leng Qingjue in a surprise attack.

Hang Hehuan: "??!!" What's going on? !

But Leng Qingjue obviously didn't intend to just stick to her lips like this. He stuck out his tongue and licked her lips slowly, and then nimbly stuck it into Hang Hehuan's mouth. The breath was obviously unstable but still not Xu Buji brushed her white teeth one by one, as rigorous as completing some kind of ritual.After doing this, he entangled his tongue with Hang Hehuan's and moistened it in exchange.

Leng Qingjue's extremely deep kiss has muddied Hang Hehuan's mind. Not only can she not think at all now, but she also feels as if she is smoking.If you are a machine, it is very likely that you will be burned out soon.

I don't know how long this kiss lasted, anyway, when the two separated, they were already a little out of breath.

Hang Hehuan thought how wonderful it was to be dark here, while panting and trying to calm down the excitement surging in his heart.But Leng Qingjue won't let her calm down so easily, she accurately grabbed Hang Hehuan's hand, and a light but firm kiss fell on her wrist where her pulse was beating, as if she wanted to smooth this kiss With the beating of this pulse, it is transmitted to every inch of Hang Hehuan's body, leaving her brand in every place where the blood can reach.

Hang Hehuan felt that the place on his wrist that was kissed by Leng Qingjue was very hot, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but was stopped by Leng Qingjue.

Leng Qingjue pulled her closer to him, put his chin in the socket of her shoulder, suppressed the rising desire|desire, and said very restrainedly: "I, by that cat... no, It's the fox who gave the potion of happiness...so..."

Hearing Leng Qingjue's explanation, Hang Hehuan's rationality came back after he had been away for a long time, and his mind became much clearer, but the loss in his heart could not be concealed, "So, so Master just wants to cure the medicine, right? "

If it was just to understand the nature of the medicine, then would Leng Qingjue send the kiss just now even if it wasn't him here?

Thinking of this, Hang Hehuan's heart sank again.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Leng Qingjue has never explicitly said anything to himself about this.Even if she kissed her that night in Mengye, did she just regard it as a harmless joke between master and apprentice?Even if he saw what he did in the Pinghua Illusion, did he just feel that he was a master, that he had not fulfilled his duty of guidance, and acquiesced with guilt towards himself as an apprentice?

The more Hang Hehuan thought about it, the colder he felt, and he completely lost the previous emotion.

Leng Qingjue didn't know that she had thought so much in her heart without authorization, turned her head, and just wanted to kiss Hang Hehuan's cheek, but was pushed away by Hang Hehuan's resistance.

"What's wrong?……"

Hang Hehuan's voice was indifferent, and his attitude was alienated: "If the master wants to cure the medicine, why not wait a little longer, and I will find someone for the master."

Leng Qingjue frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Hang Hehuan pushed Leng Qingjue away, and stood up slowly, "What did I say, Master doesn't understand? I said I'll find someone for Master to give Master you..."

"Enough!" Leng Qingjue interrupted her in a rare and unfriendly tone.Hang Hehuan pursed her lips. She did say too much, but if Leng Qingjue had just done all the actions to her just to relieve the drug, then she would never bow her head.

Leng Qingjue forced himself to adjust his breathing, Lingtai was not clear, thinking that Hang Hehuan might have misunderstood her meaning...

The medicine Sisheng gave her was very powerful, and after a while, the feeling came back again.It's just that the misunderstanding of Hang Hehuan seems more important than the desire that needs to be relieved.

Leng Qingjue clenched his fists hard, propped himself up on the ground, and barely stood up, barely maintaining his figure.

Chongxin's tone softened, and Leng Qingjue asked, "Huan'er, did you... misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstanding?" Hang Hehuan repeated it half-sarcastically and half-mockingly, and laughed without warmth, "What misunderstanding can the disciple have? It's just that the master has been poisoned. Do you need disciples to cure the master? Then it's not It’s okay to be a disciple, right? No, it’s better not to be a disciple, lest the master and apprentice will not be able to do it in the future!”

These words were extremely mean, so before Hang Hehuan finished speaking, she scolded herself in her heart. No matter how angry she was, how could she say such things to Leng Qingjue? !

What kind of heart is Leng Qingjue? She has been by her side for more than four years, isn't it clear?

Among the Taoist sects, the monks who are pure-minded and ascetic are the most self-sufficient monks, and others are nothing more than that. How could it be him who humiliated her by saying such stupid words?

Just thinking about Hang Hehuan, I feel that Leng Qingjue can slap her at this time.

"No."

Leng Qingjue struggled to keep his body standing, and said these two words with difficulty.

Hang Hehuan was stunned when he heard the words, don't you want it?don't want what?

"No one else." Leng Qingjue explained her confusion, and continued: "I don't want anyone else except you."

"Master..."

My mind, which was clear before, began to become chaotic again.

Leng Qingjue took a step closer to Hang Hehuan, put his hands on her shoulders, hugged her into his arms with all his strength, and hugged her tightly, as if he would never let go again.

"Huan'er... I don't want anyone else except you... Do you still remember Pinghua? In fact, that illusion was not fake. Except for you, I was indeed in it. Except for being affected by the illusion at that time, everything else was real. Yes, so..."

So, so what?

Hang Hehuan felt that he might have a heart attack, and he experienced the feeling of going from heaven to hell and back to heaven in such a short period of time.The cold and clear voice still rings intermittently in the ear, explaining in a rambling manner.

"At first, when I found that I couldn't play Wanji anymore, the brother in charge said that it was because of my state of mind. I didn't understand. But when I saw you joking with others, I felt unhappy in my heart... No, it's not just not I'm happy, I..." Leng Qingjue paused for a moment, and decided to tell the truth, "I'm jealous, I've never felt this way before...so Wan Ji, who has added two strings, also wants to tell you that from now on From now on, you will be all my emotions, Huaner..."

Hang Hehuan's ears were extremely red, but fortunately there was this layer of darkness around him as a cover.

These words moved her far more than straightforward liking or love. After all, Leng Qingjue didn't seem like the kind of person who would say these words easily.

Leng Qingjue persisted in finishing all these words, her sanity had already been eroded by the medicine, and there was not much left.But he was also worried that the knot in Hang Hehuan's heart had not been completely untied, so he had no choice but to bear it.

"Huan'er, you...how about you?"

Hang Hehuan thought, all the touching words have been said, what else can she say?Had to make some real action.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to kiss Leng Qingjue, and returned it back a lot like what Leng Qingjue did to her before.

The atmosphere slowly began to become ambiguous again, even the darkness could not restrain the rising pink.

The idea that was suppressed by Hang Hehuan before was turned out again, and it was more violent than before.At this time, the two people's minds are connected, and there is no obstacle in doing these things again.

Leng Qingjue took Hang Hehuan's earlobe in his mouth, licked it slowly, as if he was not in a hurry.

But in fact, she was almost driven crazy by being overwhelmed by mountains and seas, and the reason why she was able to progress step by step was just because she was concerned about the state of Hang Hehuan and wanted to keep her consistent with herself.

The kiss went down the neck and stayed on Hang Hehuan's collarbone, leaving a hickey mark.Then he probed into the depression between the two delicate collarbones, and licked it with the tip of his wet tongue, which immediately caused Hang Hehuan to snort softly.

Hang Hehuan felt embarrassed when he heard his own voice, and thought to himself: It's not that sensitive here, why is it so deserted that Jue licks himself...

Noticing the strangeness of Hang Hehuan, Leng Qingjue slightly lifted it away and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hang Hehuan shook his head slightly, and was worried that Leng Qingjue would not see him, so he added in a low voice: "It's okay, continue..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to bite her tongue off again, saying that it was hard to say what to do...

Leng Qingjue laughed, rubbed her fingers against her hot cheek, and said obediently and dotingly: "Okay, continue."