Chapter 99 doesn't hurt at all
In fact, Song Qing had seriously considered imprisoning Tang Ning in the Demon Domain. An old-fashioned and soft-hearted person like Tang Ning will definitely be responsible for him as long as the raw rice is cooked and cooked. At that time, he pretended to be pitiful again and forced Tang Ning to marry him. They'll be together forever.
He was defeated by Tang Ning, and he was reluctant to force Tang Ning. couldn't bear it, making Tang Ning angry because of what he had done.
What to do?
What can I do to make Tang Ning, like he likes Tang Ning, like him.
Song Qing lowered her head and kissed the back of Tang Ning's hand, her eyes full of melancholy.
Why didn't Tang Ning do anything, just let him like it so much, like it so much.
Tang Ning saw that Song Qing's mood was calm, his fingertips turned slightly, and the bed appeared on his side. She smiled gently: "I've been crying for so long, I should be tired." ”
"Master......" Song Qing was picked up by Tang Ning from the waist, subconsciously hugged Tang Ning's neck, and looked at Tang Ning.
Let Tang Ning put him on the couch and tuck the quilt for himself.
His gaze fell on the large blood stains on Tang Ning's back, his face sank, and his brows tightened: "When was the master injured?" ”
"Maybe at the bottom of the Netherblood River, I was accidentally injured by the Yan Python." was mentioned by Song Qing like this, Tang Ning then figured out why Yan Python always chased after her.
It turned out that the Yunmeng Demon Breath Bead was shattered, inadvertently scratching her back. The wound was contaminated with demonic energy, and it attracted the attention of the Yan Python.
Song Qing got up and took off Tang Ning's outer robe, frowned and took off his underwear as well. His eyes fell on the long and deep wound on Tang Ning's back, the flesh and blood were blurred, and his heart was violently lifted.
He was so distressed that he stretched out his hand to touch, but he didn't dare to get closer.
The slightly trembling fingertips only dared to caress the edge of the wound.
Song Qing really wanted to give Tang Ning a punch, so that Tang Ning always didn't take himself seriously.
In his reddened eyes, he couldn't bear it: "Does it hurt?" ”
"It's fine." Tang Ning originally planned to use the Kunlun Mirror to see if the Yan Python was still nearby. But being tossed by Song Qing like this, he could only put this idea aside for the time being.
Under Song Qing's repeated insistence, Tang Ning helplessly lay on the couch and let Song Qing deal with the wound.
If it weren't for the fact that Yan Python's body was too small, the Yunmeng Demon Breath Bead would be too close to him. So much so that there is no way to avoid it, and she will not be hurt.
Forget it, there is no need to dwell on the past.
Song Qing was depressed, but he still took out the treasured spirit ginseng dew and applied it to Tang Ning's wound gently. Hearing Tang Ning's "hiss", his movements couldn't help but be a little lighter. He was annoyed and resentful in his heart, frowning and said, "Isn't the master not in pain?" ”
"......" Tang Ning was originally not in pain, but Song Qing's medicine was really ruthless, and her back hurt.
A few hot tears suddenly fell on her back. Then, a few more drops fell.
She was slightly stunned, and turned her head to see Song Qing looking at her back with teary eyes.
The person who hurt was her, why did Song Qing cry so much.
Song Qing is not good at criticizing patients, but he is extremely hateful and angry in his heart. He swallowed his tears and was quite resentful: "What kind of Tao does the master cultivate on weekdays? ”
"Immortal cultivators, cultivating nature is the way to collect the pure spirit Qi in the void and cooperate the gods with this Qi." Tang Ning knew that Song Qing was complaining about her, but she still pretended to be serious and answered Song Qing's question seriously.
The angry Song Qing glared at Tang Ning a few times, and didn't want to say a word.
Tang Ning was reluctant to let Song Qing cry again. She shook Song Qing's hand lightly, and coaxed softly: "Okay Song Qing, don't cry." A thousand mistakes, it's all my fault. You can beat me or scold me. Just don't cry, if you keep crying, your eyes will be swollen. ”
"Does it still hurt?" Song Qing's fingertips stopped above the wound, not daring to approach for half a minute. The black eyes were full of pity, I really wished that he was the one who was hurt.
Tang Ning stretched out her hand and wiped the corners of Song Qing's eyes, and saw that Song Qing had cried her double eyelids into single eyelids, which was distressed and funny.
Admittedly, all beautiful. But she couldn't bear to have such beautiful eyes, covered with tears.
When she saw Song Qing looking over, she smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." ”
[Congratulations to the host for completing the task and obtaining the "One Hundred and Eight Techniques of Heaven and Earth.] 】
[Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden quest and obtaining the "Cave Xuanhua Technique.] Friendly reminder: When practicing the cheats provided by the system, Song Qing will automatically enter the realm of divine consciousness. 】
Hearing the system's reminder, Tang Ning remembered the reward.
Song Qing looked at the terrifying wound on Tang Ning's back, and the frowning between his eyebrows was even worse. Obviously, he drained the demonic qi from the wound and applied it with a good elixir, but it didn't get better.
The Yan Python is a demon beast, why is the wound full of demonic energy.
Is Tang Ning lying to him again?
"Take you to a good place." Tang Ning's eyes bent, and he thought of a way to divert Song Qing's attention. She drove the spiritual power and pulled Song Qing into the realm of divine consciousness.
Song Qing suddenly came to a sea of clouds and couldn't help but be stunned. He looked around in amazement, not knowing where he was.
But with Tang Ning here, it doesn't matter to him where he goes.
"I used to say that I would find a way for you, and I wasn't joking. This book "The Secret of Cave Xuanhua" is a secret book that I got from the bottom of the Netherworld Blood River. Tang Ning spread out his hand and handed the "Cave Xuanhua Jue" presented by the system to Song Qing's hand.
The system bribed her at the time, saying that it was a small exercise that could allow Song Qing to cultivate, which should not be a relatively trivial exercise.
In order to verify her guess, she secretly used the Kunlun mirror to look at it. It is indeed a superior exercise, and only the demon clan can practice.
In a way, "Cave Mystery Trick" is equivalent to the in-game career card. Cultivating this secret book, you can turn from a demon to an immortal.
Song Qing looked at Tang Ning in astonishment, and opened the cheats in his hand suspiciously. After reading a few pages, there are more doubts in my heart.
This is the secret book of cultivating immortals, and he is a demon. To be exact, it's a male demon.
Since ancient times, male demons have no other way to possess cultivation than to inherit a little mana from their mother.
He suppressed all the emotions in his heart and stated a fact: "I am a demon. ”
"Of course I know you're a demon. But in front of the Tao, it is not about identity, but about the heart and thoughts. At the time of a thought, the judgment of good and evil was made, and the devil said goodbye. After stopping thoughts, the desire is the Tao heart, and the demon mind is the Tao thought. Of course, Tang Ning didn't expect Song Qing, and immediately accepted this fact happily.
After all, from birth, they are indoctrinated with the idea that "you can't, you can't, you don't deserve it".
Naturally, I subtly think that I really can't, can't, and don't deserve it.
Song Qing looked at Tang Ning in confusion, hearing this for the first time. He bit his lip and said in a tangled way: "Master......"
"In fact, this cheatbook is a demon thing. I found it at the bottom of the Netherblood River, in a strange formation. Song Qing, God asked me to bring it to you, are you sure you don't want to give it a try?
I don't know what you're struggling with, fearing about. But it doesn't hurt you, and even if it fails, it's at best a return to square one. Tang Ning raised his hand to arrange the broken hair in Song Qing's ears, his voice was lighter than the clouds in front of him, but it gave Song Qing infinite strength.