Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Different from the Lingyun Sword Sect's motto of helping those in danger and aiding those in trouble, Feiye Pavilion has always taught its disciples to follow the sect's rule of "helping the world when you are successful and taking care of yourself when you are poor". Ji Congyan was currently struggling with the love flower poison in his body and could not use his spiritual power, so although he had some sympathy for the person calling for help, he was still unwilling to step forward.

But just when Ji Congyan restrained her breath and was about to stand by and watch, the vague voice coming from far away gradually became clearer. Ji Congyan's eyes, which were originally slightly narrowed, suddenly widened and she stood up abruptly.

She panted and pushed aside the grass and trees that were blocking her figure, looking into the distance. Sure enough, she saw the familiar figure running towards her.

Seeing that the ice spewed out by the dragon was about to hit Song Qingguang's back, Ji Congyan no longer cared about not being able to use his spiritual power. He unsheathed his sword and swung it towards the dragon. Then, before Song Qingguang could react, he carried him on his shoulders and ran away with all his might.

But when the two of them finally escaped from danger, the backlash from her excessive use of spiritual power instantly swept through her entire body. Not only did her limbs feel sore and her head felt dizzy, but her dantian felt as if someone had set it on fire, almost burning her to ashes.

She could only tremble as she took out a bottle of Qingxin Pills from her storage bag and poured it all into her mouth, trying to get a moment of clarity from it. However, until the bitter taste of the medicine filled her entire mouth and slid straight into her belly, the heat in her body only increased, and instead seemed to be getting worse.

Over there, Song Qingguang finally adjusted his internal breath and turned around to check on Ji Congyan's condition. However, when he turned around, he saw the man with red eyes, pouring pills into his mouth desperately. This demon-like scene scared him half to death.

He quickly got up and ran to Ji Congyan in two steps. He grabbed her wrist and wanted to check on her. He said anxiously, "Ji Congyan, why are you..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly widened, and the hand on Ji Congyan's wrist seemed to be burned by her hot body temperature, and he immediately let go of it.

The moment Song Qingguang put his hand on her wrist, Ji Congyan's body trembled and she let out a muffled groan from her throat. She almost couldn't hold on. Fortunately, Song Qingguang let go of her in time, and she barely regained a bit of her rationality. She said angrily in a hoarse voice: "You, go away..." After that, she condensed a ball of spiritual power in one hand and slapped it towards her eyebrows with difficulty, as if he wanted to knock her out.

"Don't use your spiritual power if you're poisoned by the love flower, otherwise..." Song Qingguang reached out to stop him, but halfway through his words, the sword that Ji Congyan had just swung with full spiritual power suddenly flashed through his mind. His throat suddenly tightened and he could no longer speak.

Meanwhile, Ji Congyan's wrist was grabbed by him again, and the last bit of rationality that had remained just now finally disappeared completely. The last bit of clarity in her eyes was replaced by a red glow. She quickly exhaled a breath of burning air, and with her backhand, she grasped the hand that Song Qingguang was holding hers, and pulled him hard, while with her other hand she pressed her hand on the back of his head, pressed him towards her, and kissed him recklessly.

"Hmm!" Feeling the burning temperature on his lips, Song Qingguang's pair of round eyes suddenly widened like two full moons. He subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but Ji Congyan, who had been completely controlled by lust, was incredibly strong. No matter how he struggled, it was useless. In a panic, he even opened his lips and teeth, and Ji Congyan's tongue tip squeezed in and began to conquer the city.

The bitter taste of the Qingxin Pill passed through Ji Congyan's tongue tip to Song Qingguang's lips and teeth. He frowned because of crying. A sour and astringent feeling suddenly surged into his heart, and he felt so wronged that he almost cried.

He put one hand on Ji Congyan's shoulder, wanting to push her away, but he was concerned that she was doing this because she had just saved him, so he couldn't bear it. After hesitating for a while, he let Ji Congyan's random kiss make him dizzy and his limbs weak.

Finally, when Ji Congyan's hand on the back of his head moved gradually down and was about to touch his waist along his spine, Song Qingguang suddenly woke up, and bit the tip of the tongue that was playing tricks in his mouth with all his strength, and at the moment when Ji Congyan was in pain, he distanced the two of them.

"You!" As soon as he was free, Song Qingguang pushed the man away, stood up and jumped back a few steps, covering his aching mouth with a flushed face, and stared at Ji Congyan with his watery round eyes full of shame and anger.

But Ji Congyan, who was completely controlled by lust, was looking at the person she had been thinking about day and night standing in front of her alive. How could she be willing to just have a quick taste of him? Her pair of red eyes suddenly ignited with a cluster of flames after meeting Song Qingguang's shy and annoyed eyes.

Song Qingguang, who was standing opposite her, saw Ji Congyan turn around and stand up. Alarm bells immediately rang in his mind. He didn't bother to curse and tried to run away. However, he was no match for Ji Congyan, whose cultivation was much higher than his. He had only run two steps when Ji Congyan hugged his waist from behind and pulled him back into her arms.

Song Qingguang cried out and tried to pull her hand, but even though he was tall and had long legs, and was much taller than the slender Ji Congyan, no matter how hard he tried, he could not move the hand that was around his waist even a little bit.

Feeling the burning body pressing against him from behind, Song Qingguang shuddered, knowing that he was doomed today. He closed his eyes, pretended to be a hero and said, "Forget it, this is just to repay your life-saving grace."

Feeling his tense body suddenly relax, Ji Congyan behind her breath quickened. She reached out to tear his clothes, but her eyes were red and she couldn't see anything clearly. She could only pull randomly relying on her body's instinct and brute force.

Song Qingguang gritted his teeth and waited for a moment, but even when his body reacted to Ji Congyan's random touch, the person behind him still couldn't tear off his clothes.

He looked down and found that his belt had been tied into a knot by Ji Congyan and was hanging randomly around his waist. Seeing that Ji Congyan was losing patience and was about to tear it off, Song Qingguang's belated sense of shame finally overcame his desire to throw the jar into the air.

He quickly reached out his hand to hold Ji Congyan, and quickly looked around. After seeing a cave covered by grass and trees not far away, his eyes lit up, and he turned to Ji Congyan with a red face and said softly: "Ji Congyan, Congyan, Congyan, let's go there, let's go there, not here."

Hearing his rare soft voice, Ji Congyan shook her head, as if trying to figure out what he meant. Song Qingguang tentatively moved half a step toward that side. Seeing that Ji Congyan did not do anything particularly radical, he could not help but feel happy, thinking that she had finally come to her senses. However, the next second, Ji Congyan directly pulled his belt, half hugged and half dragged him into the cave.