[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

If Jiao was just teasing maliciously just now, after the synaesthesia came from his body, he just wanted to kill this provocative prey.

A hard blow shattered the shield. Its scales were so hard that it could not be hurt by a top-level magical weapon. When the sword in Fengqing's hand stabbed straight at it, thousands of scales swept away like blades, before Fengqing could react. , the tail quickly threw Feng Qing out like lightning.

Fengqing received a heavy blow to his chest, and his body also flew against the stone wall, making a dull vibration, the smell of blood permeated between his lips and teeth, slipped to the ground, and let out a muffled snort.

Staring at the tail that continued to press down, the shadow fell, and he only had time to dodge in embarrassment, throwing a bunch of talismans, and the heavy force fell on him again.

Feng Qing slowly stood up, and was about to pick up the sword again, his pupils were smudged with an extreme red, gradually occupying the entire pupils, becoming evil and dangerous, and the cold eyes had no warmth at all.

A trace of dragon's breath filled the cave, surrounded by dragon chant.

The fingertips of "Fengqing" were imprinted, and a complex pattern shone with fiery red light, restraining the jiao layer by layer, and the exploding flames enveloped it, burning the soul fiercely.

The dragon clan originally ruled the monsters, and the coercion that was released made Jiao tremble. The natural suppression made it unable to resist. It didn't expect that it would actually provoke a dragon. The pain of the flames made him just Can flutter and struggle.

"Forgive, forgive me..."

Before the words were finished, Jiao let out an ear-splitting neigh, then turned into a small silver snake and landed quietly on the ground.

"Feng Qing" didn't move, he raised his fingertips slightly, and the beads from the red lotus fell into his hands. He didn't like this kind of soul-retaining beads, but they had a good color, and could be used as a pendant for the little master.

When he was about to leave, Fengqing thought of something and engraved a mysterious formation in the cave. Golden runes were connected together to form a seven-star killing formation, and the light quickly dimmed after flashing.

When he walked out of the cave, he felt a familiar aura passing by, a smile overflowed from his eyes, and soon his face turned pale, as pale as a piece of white paper, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, holding the sword with difficulty, his black hair was messy, Vulnerability is like a gust of wind can blow away.

Unable to hold on any longer, she fell to the ground, Luo Ning looked flustered, and hugged her apprentice in her arms distressedly, her eyes swept over the shocking wounds, her heart tightened all of a sudden.

Feng Qing rubbed tightly into Luo Ning's arms, buried his face in Luo Ning's neck, his eyes were possessive, and he sniffed the faint fragrance greedily. Now this person is his, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, I pain."

He looked extremely weak, and he was seriously injured at first glance.

Luo Ning's heart tightened all of a sudden, his disciple had never suffered from this kind of pain, and he hurriedly put his arms around someone to comfort him, "Feng Qing, be good, bear with it, and the pain will stop soon."

While coaxing, he fed a few pills.

The small wound on the outside recovered quickly, but the internal injury must still be serious, and the apprentice was moaning in pain.

Luo Ning frowned, carried Feng Qing back to Qianchongfeng, and uncovered Feng Qing's clothes, only to see that the chest and back were covered with large areas of bruises, and the dark purple was still bloodshot.

Luo Ning's fingertips trembled, and applied the ointment.

Feng Qing liked the pain in his eyes, and leaned closer to absorb the warmth of Luo Ning's body.

Seeing that Luo Ning finished applying the ointment and was about to take his hand away, he squeezed Luo Ning's fingers, his black eyes bright, and said softly: "Master, my back still hurts, can you press it for me?" good?"

Luo Ning's heart softened immediately, Fengqing was always full of energy, and he had never been so pitiful before, and he felt uncomfortable looking at it, so he put his hand on the back and pressed it lightly.

He always thought that the apprentice was still young, and when he put his hands on the broad back, he realized the strength and firmness of the muscles. It turned out that the apprentice was much taller than him.

Warm fingertips slid across the muscles, gently and softly, and the touch was very comfortable. Feng Qing squinted his eyes slightly in satisfaction, put his arms around Luo Ning's waist, and rubbed his face, feeling the tranquility of this moment.

Master's body is very fragrant, with a faint peach blossom fragrance, and his waist is also very thin and soft, which can be wrapped in his arms. This person really grows everywhere in his heart, and he really wants to be bullied in his arms.

Luo Ning didn't feel the tightness in his waist, he recovered, and then he remembered something and asked, "Didn't you go out to do a mission? What happened? Why did you separate from other disciples?"

He is very clear about Fengqing's strength, and there are still those magical weapons for self-defense. With such a serious injury, he must have encountered something difficult to deal with.

Fengqing said in a low voice: "I wanted to find some red phosphorus fruit for Master, so I walked away alone, but there was a very powerful monster in that cave, and I tried my best to escape."

Luo Ning's heart was full of worries, there were so many dangers outside, it seemed that he didn't give enough magic weapons for self-defense, he recalled his small treasury, and what other powerful treasures there were.

Fengqing's expression softened, he experienced these loves personally, and when he saw only himself reflected in this person's eyes, he knew how much he liked this feeling.

Scarlet flashed in the dark eyes.

Since the master is kind to him, he must keep it like this forever, otherwise he will draw out the soul of the master and trap him by his side forever.

The back of Luo Ning's neck was inexplicably cold, and she stroked Fengqing's soft hair. Seeing that it was getting late, she planned to go back to her room and told Fengqing to take a good rest.

Feng Qing coughed, and looked at Luo Ning dependently with his bright black eyes, reached out to grab Luo Ning's fingers, and continued to say pitifully, "Master, I'm a little scared, and I don't want to sleep alone."

"Can you stay with me?"

There was no way for Luo Ning to refuse this kind of soft-spoken request, he hesitated for a while before agreeing, thinking that the apprentice was so frightened today and felt insecure, so he stopped and sat back in Fengqing Beside the bed, eyelashes drooped slightly, patted Fengqing's back comfortingly, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

He didn't notice it, like a simple little white rabbit jumping into a trap step by step.

Feng Qing liked the obedient and soft appearance of the master, with a forceful arm, he pulled Luo Ning down and lay beside him, her black hair was tangled up, and her robes were folded intimately.

Luo Ning was caught off guard and fell on the bed, panicked for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Qing.

Feng Qing hugged him into his arms, rubbed his face against his neck and said softly, "I want Master to sleep with me."

"I can feel at ease with Master around."

As he spoke, he held Luo Ning's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

Luo Ning was not used to this kind of intimacy, he and Fengqing had never hugged so intimately before, twisted his body uncomfortably, but Fengqing hugged him so tightly that he couldn't move at all, so he could only pamper him like this, Be a pillow doll obediently.

Injured patients are always extremely clingy, Luo Ning didn't think much about it, she just thought that the apprentice was acting like a baby to him.

The embrace was very warm, and the room was quiet, only the sound of even breathing. For some reason, Luo Ning felt drowsy and gradually fell asleep.

And Feng Qing, who was lying next to him, opened his eyes, his eyes traced Luo Ning's face, his burning possessive desire was fully revealed, his fingertips rubbed against Luo Ning's lips, watching with satisfaction that those lips became more and more red.

His arms gradually tightened, and he completely hugged Luo Ning in his arms, sniffing the faint fragrance, his thin lips fell on the back of Luo Ning's neck, and bit the porcelain-white skin, stained with his own breath, leaving There are traces of purple, like a brand.

When Luo Ning woke up, his neck hurt and his arms hurt. Even though the bed was so spacious, he just slept very uncomfortable.

There was a slight movement nearby, Feng Qing turned over, pressed on him, and said in a low voice: "Master is so warm."

Luo Ning was not used to thin clothes touching skin, so he dodged, got out of bed in a hurry, and straightened his gown, "You're not in good health yet, I'll make some medicinal soup for you."

After finishing speaking, he went to the kitchen and saw that the room was quiet, Fengqing also stood up.

Leaning against the door, staring at the busy figure inside, his expression softened.

The faint morning light shone on the kitchen, and the side of Luo Ning's face was also dyed with a halo. Her face was as white as jade, her eyelashes were thick and slender, and the golden thread in her white robe was shining.

very beautiful……

Feng Qing couldn't help but stepped forward, smoothed out Luo Ning's messy hairband, wrapped his arms around Luo Ning's waist, and seemed to have accidentally brushed Luo Ning's cheek with his thin lips.

Luo Ning shuddered, her ears turned red, her heart beat twice, she turned around and asked, "Why did you get up, didn't you say that the wound hurts?"

Feng Qing said with a smile: "It's too boring to lie on the bed, I want to watch Master cook."

Feng Qing tasted a piece of pastry, it was fragrant and sweet, the things made by Master himself were really delicious, such a good Master should belong to him.

Luo Ning's heart was like a lake being disturbed. He had an intuition that something was wrong. He always felt that the apprentice seemed a little strange, and his eyes seemed to be different from before.

And she always touches him, wishing to become the little tail behind him.

The apprentice also relied on him before, but he didn't pester him to this extent.

Luo Ning was inexplicably flustered. He convinced himself that it might be because the apprentice was frightened and worried about gains and losses, so he became closer and closer to him. Maybe it will be fine after a while.

In order to appease the apprentice's emotions, Luo Ning also endured and coaxed him patiently.

Feng Qing's heart quickly softened into a puddle of water, why is Master so cute, it made him want to bully him even more.

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Because of the puppet's backlash, Chu Xiuran also cultivated for two days. He regarded Fengqing as a thorn in his side, and he clenched his fist unwillingly. One day he would get rid of this thorn.

Seeing Fengqing passing by, his eyes were gloomy.

Feng Qing chuckled, but he forgot about this person, a mouse in the gutter, it is annoying to look at, and wants to crush it to death with one finger.

He remembered that the day his seal was broken, it was this person who coveted his keel and tried to kill him beyond his control.

Including the two puppets a few days ago, they also had the disgusting aura of this person.

For a person who wants to kill himself, Fengqing will naturally not be polite.