The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

That night, Fuso put aside all his things and waited for Liu Qiqi to pick him up at Yaoshi Peak.

Not long after, Liu Haoqi came flying in. He had specially changed into a set of blue and white clothes today, looking a bit like a scholar, with his hair combed meticulously, and he was dressed like a gentleman.

He landed in front of Fusang in a polite manner, holding a vermilion wine jar in his hand, but his true colors were revealed as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Great! You didn't stand me up today!"

Fuso couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Liu Haoqi really didn't care about people's expressions when he spoke!

Little did he know that Liu Haoqi had already set a trap for him, waiting for him to fall into it.

"Master Fusang, please take my Liuguang Sword. I will take you there."

Liu Haoqi took the initiative to invite Fuso to ride on the sword together.

Fuso didn't ask any more questions, nodded and stepped on Liu's curious sword.

I have heard that the Liuguang Sword was a treasure that Gu Qingyao gave to Liu Haoqi a few years ago, and it was named Liuguang Sword because Liu Haoqi was very talented and good at swordplay since he was a child, and this sword was very suitable for him.

It was indeed a good sword. After Liu Haoqi activated his spiritual power, the sword streaked across the sky like a stream of light, and its color kept changing, which was extremely beautiful.

Just as he was admiring him, Liu Haoqi suddenly slowed down, and Fuso was caught off guard and bumped into Liu Haoqi's back, so he had to hold Liu Haoqi's lower back.

Liu Haoqi paused and lowered his brows. Fusang couldn't tell what he was thinking. Considering the taboos between men and afraid of disturbing Liu Haoqi's drinking mood, he quickly loosened his hand that was holding his lower back and apologized to him humbly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Liu, I didn't stand firmly."

Liu curiously shook his head and said:

"It's ok."

After saying that, he continued to fly on his sword.

On the way, Liu Haoqi stopped five, six, seven, and eight times! It was not until Fusang suggested that he follow on his sword that he gave up.

Finally, we arrived at the mountain where we could see rainbows that Liu Haoqi mentioned. It turned out to be just an ordinary hill in the forest in the east. It was night and it wasn't raining, so we couldn't see a real rainbow. Instead, the full moon was hanging in the sky like a jade plate, bright and clear. It was worth inviting the moon to drink a cup with us.

Liu Haoqi spread a layer of cloth on the ground and placed a table and two cushions on it.

On the table was the jar of good wine he brought.

Liu Haoqi suddenly became silent. He sat beside the table, took out two wine bowls, and silently poured wine into them.

Fuso was enjoying the moon-viewing and sat side by side with Liu Haoqi.

Liu Haoqi suddenly smiled and said to Fusang:

"Master Fusang, let's play finger-guessing."

Fusang didn't care about worldly affairs, and was only focused on refining the elixir. He didn't know anything about folk affairs, so he asked:

"How do you play finger-guessing?"

Liu Haoqi said:

"While drinking, we both hold up our fingers and say a number. Whoever says the number that matches the total number of fingers held up by both parties wins, and the loser drinks."

Fusang has been tense recently due to constant alchemy. Looking at the bright moonlight, he is ready to relax.

"Okay, let's play it this way!"

Liu Haoqi quickly added:

"The loser must unconditionally do something for the winner."

Fuso nodded and agreed happily.

Liu Haoqi was visibly delighted.

He pulled Fuso to half-kneel and started playing finger-guessing games.

"A little bit, good bros, three stars, four fortunes, five first place, six six six, seven tricks, eight horses, nine linked rings, all here! Hey!"

Fuso was defeated and quickly lost the game. Liu Haoqi's eyes seemed to light up and he said something that made Fuso hesitate.

"Put all the pills and antidotes you have in a storage bag and give it to me for temporary safekeeping."

Fuso didn't understand.

"Why?"

Liu Haoqi suddenly got angry and said:

"Master Fusang, you can't afford to play around, right? I know you, you only know how to make pills! I won't hurt you! I just want to throw away all the shackles and relax!"

When Fuso heard this, he obediently handed the storage bag containing the pills to Liu Haoqi.

Liu Haoqi took the storage bag in a sly manner, hid it, and said with a sly look:

"You still have to drink a glass of wine as punishment!"

Fuso was a gentleman. He accepted the defeat and drank the good wine prepared by Liu Haoqi.

Liu Haoqi continued to play finger-guessing with him, but Fuso lost every time and had to drink a penalty drink. Gradually, Fuso's consciousness became less clear.

But he had a lot of fun.

Fuso, who lost again, drank a glass of wine. This time, Liu Huqi ordered him to take off his coat. He said that he was too hot after drinking!

He did as he was told, and Liu Haoqi urged him to continue playing finger-guessing games.

Fuso was soon defeated and was left with only his underwear. He looked at the moon and wanted to recite a poem, but his throat felt dry and thirsty and he wanted to drink water.

When he looked up, he felt something strange in his body. The hot feeling spread throughout his limbs, and the tingling feeling made him have an unexpected desire. Fusang bit his lips and tried to endure the discomfort. His half-conscious mind remembered that Liu Haoqi had been poisoned, and he was also weak all over, as if he was in heat.

If this symptom isn't caused by aphrodisiac powder, then what is it?

Why did I get poisoned?

Isn’t Manniang dead?

Fuso forced himself to look up at Liu Haoqi, only to see Liu Haoqi grinning with a look of triumph on his face.

"Liu Haoqi?! You?! I trusted you so much, and you actually poisoned me!"

"Why did you give me this medicine?"

Fuso didn't understand.

He forced himself to sit up and lean on the table, and asked in a not very clear voice:

"Liu Haoqi, give me the storage bag quickly. There is an antidote in it."

Liu looked at Fusang with burning eyes and said:

"I was the one who poisoned you, but I can't give you the storage bag for now."

Liu Haoqi now frankly admitted this fact.

"Why did you poison me? Uh ah... Uh huh..."

Fuso began to make noises that made him ashamed, and Liu became curious and excited.

He said something that shocked Fuso.

"Because I want to practice dual cultivation with you!"

Fuso was even so shocked by this sentence that he regained consciousness for a few seconds.

"???"

He thought he had heard it wrong, and asked again without giving up.

"What are you repairing?"

"you."

No matter how well-educated Fuso was, he couldn't help but scold Liu Haoqi in shame and anger.

"You got kicked in the head by a donkey? Do you know what that means?"

Liu tilted his head curiously, raised Fusang's white chin with his index finger, looked at him affectionately and said:

"Hmm? What does that mean?"

Fusang was irritated by his provocative action. He tried to sit up and open Liu Haoqi's hand, but he was too weak and crashed into Liu Haoqi's arms.

Liu Haoqi laughed and said:

"It turns out that the master of Fusang Peak likes me. He took the initiative to throw himself into my arms!"

Fusang was weak and had his head buried in Liu Haoqi's chest. He couldn't get up. He had no strength in his whole body. He couldn't vent his anger, so he simply bit Liu Haoqi hard.

I didn't expect that I had no strength in my mouth, and I couldn't bite the right place!

It was like adding fuel to the fire, biting the most sensitive spot on Liu Haoqi's chest under his clothes. Liu Haoqi hummed and suddenly sat up straight.

Fuso was so ashamed that he wished he could faint.