The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 889

　Chu Shun leaned his head on his chest and heard the beating of his heart, which echoed in his ears. He coughed twice, and the blood he spit out stained the collar of his white clothes.

　　Inexplicably, it doesn’t look pleasing to the eye.

　　Chu Shun reached out to wipe him, and Ling Yugeng held his hand. He might have said something in his ear, but Chu Shun didn’t hear it clearly.

　　”Dirty…” he said hoarsely.

　　Ling Yugeng lowered his head and looked down. He didn’t know when Chu Shun had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He cast a cleaning spell and coaxed unconsciously: “Okay, it’s not dirty anymore.” ”

　　Master…”

　　”Yes.”

　　”It hurts so much.”

　　Ling Yugeng was sending spiritual power to him. When he heard the young man whispering “It hurts”, he couldn’t help but look at his face.

　　”Can you hug me?” Chu Shun asked in a low voice, and then said weakly, “If you can’t, forget it. I just have to endure it. Although it hurts, I am used to it.” Ling Yugeng sighed softly

　　and said He took her into his arms.

　　Once a teacher, always a father.

　　Chapter 226 The Secret Technique of Dual Cultivation

　　Chu and Shun did not sink, but the young man’s body was extremely thin.

　　He picked up Chu Shun’s sword and carried him away in the darkness. Not long after, the surrounding illusion slowly dissipated. It was already evening, and drizzle was falling on them. They were at the door of an ancestral hall, with the door behind them tightly closed and several coffins placed around them.

　　He and Chu Shun stood in the middle of the circle surrounded by coffins. Chu Shun coughed a few times, and his eyes trembled a few times. After all, the effort was too great, and he fainted and fell down.

　　There were no injuries on his body, and his face was as white as a ghost. When Ling Yugeng heard the movement, he stretched out his hand to support him, felt his breath, took out pills from the storage bag, and put it against his lips. Chu Shun closed his mouth tightly The lips were pale, so Ling Yugeng had no choice but to open his lips and watch his surroundings at the same time.

　　There was a loud “bang” sound.

　　Dust was flying and the coffin boards were overturned.

　　Ling Yugeng’s fingers trembled.

　　Chu Shun was also shaken by the movement and his eyelashes trembled a few times. His tightly closed lips relaxed. Ling Yugeng’s hand holding the elixir moved the medicine into his mouth, and his fingers touched the soft tongue of Chu Shun’s mouth. , the medicine was sent in and got stuck in Chu Shun’s throat.

　　Chu Shun frowned in discomfort. Seeing this, Ling Yugeng raised his chin and tried to let the medicine roll down, but Chu Shun blushed and did not swallow it. The wrinkles between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, looking like a vegetable patch. The little yellow flowers inside were wet by the rain, pitiful.

　　Perhaps because he was in the illusion, the data in his brain was somewhat affected. Ling Yugeng was almost suffocated when he saw Chu Shun. He didn’t care about the movement on the other side of the coffin next to him. Several scenes flashed through his mind, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. .

　　He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and lowered his head –

　　”Fuck me, who sent me to the coffin to see if I don’t kill you…” The cursing woman’s voice stopped abruptly, “Master? ”

　　Ling Yugeng’s mouth was only two fingers away from Chu Shun. Their breaths were intertwined, and Chu Shun made a sound underneath.

　　”Cough…cough…”

　　He coughed and took a breath, with a faint smell of blood on his lips and teeth. Chu Shun opened his eyes, and saw Ling Yugeng’s face enlarged in front of him in his hazy sight.

　　Reason has not yet returned, but he only knows that his current master will never be so close to others. The hands under him suddenly clenched and curled up, his nails dug into the palms, and his pupils shrank for a moment, thinking that he was still in an illusion. As soon as he saw this scene, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, and he suddenly stabbed Ling Yugeng’s body.

　　He was physically injured, but Ling Yugeng easily neutralized his strength.

　　With a soft sound, the knife fell to the ground, and Chu Shun’s unfocused eyes returned to reality.

　　Ling Yugeng clasped Chu Shun’s wrist and pressed it to the ground. Because he had just leaned over, this posture caused the two figures to overlap.

　　A strand of black hair slipped from his shoulder and swept across Chu Shun’s cheek. The corners of Ling Yugeng’s lips straightened and he pursed his lips without saying a word. His thoughts were unspeakably entangled into several knots.

　　Ling Yugeng was indeed not used to close contact with people. Because of the system, he never had to touch people’s skin, so such contact felt very strange to him.

　　The previous avoidance of sensitivity was not entirely due to some reason.

　　Just not used to it.

　　Chu Shun woke up, swallowed the medicine, and maintained his integrity, but not completely.

　　His back tensed, he turned his head and met Bian Miao’s gaze as he sat up in the coffin.

　　Their eyes met, the drizzle was drizzling, and there was silence.

　　The beautiful woman was dressed a lot plainer than last time. She looked at Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun in surprise. The expression on her face changed from surprise to realization to subtlety in just a few breaths.

　　”Master, you…” Bian Miao was about to say something but stopped, “Hehuan Sect has rules. Dual cultivation should be between you and me. It is absolutely impossible for an overlord to force his bow, and it will be useless for dual cultivation…”

　　Ling Yugeng almost glanced at him He could tell what she was thinking, her face was straight and expressionless, and he interrupted her calmly, saying: “It’s not what you think.” He lowered his head,

　　met Chu Shun’s clear black eyes, and saw He woke up, and he let go of his wrist, “I was just giving him medicine.”

　　”Use medicine…” Bian Miao glanced at Chu Shun, “He is so young, I’m afraid it’s inappropriate.”

　　Ling Yugeng: “What’s wrong?”

　　Bian Miao hesitated: “After all, the medicine of Hehuan Sect is very strong. If you start taking medicine at such a young age, I’m afraid your body will not be able to withstand it.”

　　Ling Yugeng then realized what medicine the other party was talking about, and for a moment he was confused. Angrily, he squeezed the sleeves in his hands tightly, pursed his lips tightly, and calmed down without leaving a trace.