The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Seeing the billowing smoke and the pungent smell, Fang Qingyou was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that Luo Qianmo would carry some oil with him.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; such a useful fuel would be incredibly effective against Gu worms.

Look, the worms that were originally huddled together are now scattering in all directions in fear, and some unfortunate ones have been caught in the flames and are screaming in agony from the burning.

For a moment, everyone had a chance to catch their breath.

The red of the firelight contrasted sharply with the still crimson sky in the darkness.

Taking advantage of this respite, the group stood together again, only to find that several of their horses had died in the fierce battle.

This is a very heavy loss for them.

"Crackling and popping—" This place is in a forest in Jingzhi County. The dry trees burst into flames as soon as they are touched by fire, making a crackling and popping sound.

Soon, the flames formed a circle around the group.

The worms, which had been observing from outside the flames, now fled in panic, but many of them died in the raging fire because they couldn't escape in time.

For a moment, screams rose and fell incessantly, overlapping with the sound of burning dry wood, creating an eerie atmosphere.

However, to the group of people, this sound was undoubtedly heavenly music.

This is simply the sound of hope for survival!

For a moment, the smells of burning oil, burning dead wood, and burning worms mixed together, creating a particularly strange odor.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou's scented mask came in handy again.

Luo Qianmo appeared beside Fang Qingyou at some point, his eyes filled with worry and concern: "Miss Fang, are you alright?"

Actually, the situation just now wasn't the right time for Luo Qianmo to use oil to create a chance for survival. However, seeing Fang Qingyou in danger, he immediately moved up his plans.

The moment he saw the snake-shaped Gu worm pounce on her, he felt his heart clench.

Fortunately, she cleverly dealt with the Gu worm; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. He couldn't imagine what he would have become without her.

Luo Qianmo's voice wasn't loud, so Fang Qingyou deliberately pretended not to hear him and didn't respond at all.

In such a noisy environment, it's normal that she can't hear it, right?

However, Fang Qingyou still thought of Luo Qianmo as too much of a gentleman. When she didn't respond, he grabbed her hand and pulled her up, helping her onto his horse.

"Eighth Prince, what are you doing?" Fang Qingyou's eyes widened immediately.

Luo Qianmo did not respond to Fang Qingyou either. Instead, he leaped onto his horse, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and suddenly rode away.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter—" The horse galloped past the burning ring of fire and sped off into the darkness in the distance.

"Yuefei!" Fang Qingyou panicked. Who knew where Luo Qianmo was taking her?

She has her own horse, so she doesn't need to share a horse with him at all!

"Girl, I'm here. I'll always protect you!"

There was someone blocking her view from behind, so Fang Qingyou couldn't see Yuefei's figure, but she could hear her voice coming from not far away.

Judging from the sound, Yuefei is chasing after me on horseback?

Fang Qingyou wasn't so nervous when she thought of Yuefei.

In fact, after Luo Qianmo left with Fang Qingyou, Yue Fei and the others also rode off on horseback to follow.

Because of the loss of those horses, several people were riding two horses together.

After riding a considerable distance with Fang Qingyou, Luo Qianmo suddenly spoke: "Youyou, don't you know how to ride a horse? Why are you scared now?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Her lips twitched involuntarily. She admitted she was nervous, but it wasn't that she was afraid of riding a horse; it was that she was afraid of Luo Qianmo.

"I don't know where the Eighth Prince is taking me, how can I not be afraid?"

"Where could I possibly take you? Are you afraid I'll take you to some deserted place?" Luo Qianmo's voice suddenly lowered.

In fact, even if he spoke loudly at this moment, Yuefei and the others behind him would not be able to hear him.

But he spoke in such a low voice, close to Fang Qingyou's ear, his lips lingering with that ambiguous sound, his warm, moist breath brushing against her like a feather, making her body tremble suddenly, and she quickly turned her head to the side.

"Ah!" Just then, the horse's hooves stepped on something, and it jolted so hard that Fang Qingyou almost jumped off its back.

She had only jumped a little distance when her body was pulled back by those long, slender arms, and her back bumped into that strong embrace.

The danger was over, but Fang Qingyou was jolted quite a bit. Her buttocks ached from the saddle, and she shifted uncomfortably. In addition, her head was a little dizzy from the impact, so she hummed a few times in dissatisfaction.

The two were already very close, and Fang Qingyou's movement caused their bodies to go from being pressed tightly together to having some friction.

Because Fang Qingyou's body was rubbed against a rather special area, and feeling the softness of her skin, Luo Qianmo suddenly felt a surge of lust rising within him.

Her moaning and groaning only fueled the burning desire within him.

As the horse galloped away, the occasional slight jolts caused the distance between the two to suddenly become closer.

Fang Qingyou felt uncomfortable no matter how she sat, while Luo Qianmo felt increasingly tormented.

Because the tension spread from his lower abdomen.

At first, he was able to control himself, but as Fang Qingyou continued to find the right sitting position, his self-control was gradually worn away.

Fang Qingyou was searching for the most suitable sitting posture so that she could resist the urge to jump off the horse.

However, he suddenly felt something hard pressing against him from behind.

It was hard and uncomfortable for her.

Fang Qingyou's first thought was the saddle, so she reminded Luo Qianmo, "Eighth Prince, do you think the saddle is crooked?"

Before he could answer, she continued, "Eighth Prince, I think you should put me down. I can ride a horse with Yuefei. Your horse doesn't seem suitable for two people. Look how crooked the saddle is."

Luo Qianmo didn't immediately understand why Fang Qingyou would ask about his saddle, but after hearing her next words and seeing her trying to move forward, he immediately understood, and his eyes suddenly darkened.