elf, he did it on purpose. With so many people here today, he clearly meant to do it.He struggled violently.The general grabbed his wrist, lowered his head, and his icy thin lips sucked on it.Then he...Ning Shuting's head buzzed.

He felt his body tremble slightly, his lips moving as he asked, "What did you say"

Zhou Wu, an ordinary young man, looked at himself, seeming a bit stiff. Thinking he was startled, he repeated his words: "That demon beast has the same name as the golden core stage Daoist title of the God Venerable. At that time, the God Venerable's title was Cang Ming Zhenren. The demon beast's name is exactly the same as the God Venerable's."

Ning Shu fell silent, her heart in turmoil.

Zhou Wuchang saw the boy's absentmindedness and asked strangely, "What's wrong"

He shook his head and clasped his hands, saying: "I have something to attend to, I'll be going now."

...

This doesn't tell us anything, Ning Shu thought.

Perhaps the Master was very fond of Cang Ming back then, which is why he gave him such a name. But just thinking about it, my heart felt uneasy and apprehensive.

As soon as Ning Shu closed her eyes, memories of the secret realm flooded her mind... and that night when he sat on top of someone...

Being kissed against one's will.

Ning Shu opened her eyes, unwilling to think about it. Why would Shizun impersonate Cang Ming's identity... and treat him like that

It makes no sense.

He held his heart steady and muttered to himself, "How could my master be such a person"

What are you looking at

Ning Shu was utterly unwilling to believe it. He couldn't bring himself to believe that Si Kong Hengyu would do such a thing to him.

...That little voice inside me, it finally swayed. ...

The only reason the young man perseveres is because of Si Kong Heng Yu's kindness towards him.

However, some people were unwilling to let him live in peace. Cang Ming came again before dawn. He said, “I saw you returned today, why are you absentminded”

That tone was light, yet it seemed as if he had sensed something.

Ning Shu frowned slightly, pursed her lips and said: "It has nothing to do with you. Didn't I tell you not to come looking for me"

"Soon, I will be returning to my true form."

Ning Shu raised her eyes and couldn't help but look over.

The other person was also looking at him, their light-colored eyes fixed on him without blinking. Then they continued, "Do you know why my name is Cang Ming" He said calmly, adding afterwards, "Because this was his Dao name during the Golden Core period."

The boy's face showed no surprise, only a steady gaze fixed on him. Then he pursed his lips and said, "So what"

Cang Ming took one look and knew that the young man was indeed aware of the matter. He walked towards him under the cover of night, and then slowly approached him.

Ning Shu stared at the person with some vigilance.

Then he took a step back.

When Cang Ming saw this, his expression couldn't help but become a little downcast.

Ning Shu's heart, for some unknown reason, suddenly softened. He hesitated for a moment before finally stopping his retreat and saying, "What do you want to say"

"You've always said that Sikong Hengyu is a hypocrite, haven't you" he paused, then continued, "I have a plan to make him lose his cool, it just needs your cooperation."

Ning Shu heard this, her elliptical eyes looked over, seeming a little lost.

The next moment.

A cold breath came over, Cang Ming pressed the young man against the door, leaning down. He had somewhat soft lips and tongue, which immediately sucked on that delicate and soft neck.

Then left a soft, wet kiss.

Ning Shu's eyes widened slightly, and the next moment. She felt her face burn with embarrassment and, startled, pushed the person away.

But Cang Ming pressed down on his hand, his voice low and husky: "If he doesn't leave a mark, he won't..." The rest of the words didn't leave his mouth as he lowered his head once more, kissing the youth's neck.

Although they are the same person, Cang Ming has never done anything like this to the young man before.

That day, he saw ambiguous marks on the other person's neck. He said in his heart that there was no jealousy, which was impossible. Clearly, Si Kong Hengyu was aware later than him, yet why was it so

The other party won't budge, they're a hypocrite in disguise.

But the young man was still fooled by her facade.

The air around Cang Ming involuntarily grew heavy.

Ning Shu only felt the other person burying their head in his neck, doing the same thing they did that night.... He was so angry he almost trembled all over. It made him feel like he had been completely betrayed after he had actually started to waver.

But now.

He shoved the person aside and said coldly, " Cangming, is this what you call a solution"

Ning Shu only felt a wave of shame wash over him, his face paled slightly, and the sticky feeling still lingered on his neck. His heart trembled, and he felt as if he had been electrified, his whole body numb.

Cang Ming, seeing the young man so resistant to him, did not show any disappointment.

For he knew, once the truth came out.

When the faith of a youth collapses, what Si Kong Hengyu faces is probably even worse.

Then Cang Ming stopped pestering him, simply saying: "You'll know soon enough. Your heart's Master isn't as cold and unfeeling, aloof and distant as you imagine."

...

Ning Shu didn't take Cang Ming's words to heart at all, and he felt a pang of guilt.

He was truly moved just now.

But he was quickly startled by Cang Ming's actions.

Ning Shu's wavering heart immediately stopped swaying. He no longer believed a single word Cang Ming had said. But... He raised his hand and saw the marks on his neck.

Her lips moved slightly, and she rubbed her neck hard while bathing.

Not until he'd rubbed the place red did Ning Shu stop.

...

Ning Shu hadn't forgotten what he had done to his master. The other party must have been very disappointed in him, and felt guilty.

He went to see his master early in the morning.

But Sikong Hengyu did not see him.

Ning Shu was a little dazed. He knew his words had disappointed his master, but he didn't give up. After finishing his daily sword practice, he went to his master's residence.

He saw the flowers placed for his master, as always beside the couch in the room, and then the window.

The boy gazed for a while, then turned his eyes away.

If Si Kong Heng Yu didn't show up, then he would just wait here forever.

After an hour or two.

Ning Shu was still standing straight there.

"Come in."

A faint and cool voice came from within Shizun's residence. Ning Shu, hearing this, felt a stir in his heart and immediately stood up, walking over. He raised his hand, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Si Kong Hengyu stood at a distance: "What do you want from me"

Ning Shu lowered her head and said, "Master, I'm here to apologize. I've disappointed your expectations, please don't be angry." She was a little nervous and whispered again, "... Master, are you angry"

Si Kong Hengyu remained silent.

Ning Shu didn't even dare to raise his head, but he could feel a chill approaching him. He was a little dazed, and then frowned slightly.

Why... does Cang Ming's aura resemble that of the Master

The young man's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shifted his focus. Concentrating his attention, he heard a voice from above asking, "What have you done wrong"

Ning Shu pursed her lips, thinking that Si Kong Hengyu was extremely angry. She was very disappointed in him now, and her voice became lower: "A disciple shouldn't... have doubts... towards their master..."

"What do you suspect"

Ning Shu was taken aback, she moved her lips. But she couldn't bring herself to speak. Was she going to tell Master about everything Cang Ming had done to her

It's a bit embarrassing...

Ning Shu couldn't help but blush. Just as he was about to say something...

Si Kong Hengyu's aura changed instantly, and the surrounding air grew frigid. The Godly Venerable's voice was also icy cold: "Raise your head."

The young man was taken aback, unsure of what had happened. Before he could look, the terrifying pressure of that cultivation, imbued with a layer of killing intent like a blast of air, descended upon him.

Let Ning Shu struggle to breathe.

With one hand, he lifted his face. Coming into view was Si Kong Hengyu's face - a beauty that defied comparison. Those light-colored eyes were fixed on his neck at this moment.

But there was no warmth within, only endless cold, and boundless killing intent.

"Who did it"

Just three words, and it seemed like Tianqifeng itself was affected. The air instantly became silent, Ning Shu's mind went blank for a moment. But he quickly regained his composure, terrified by Shen Wuzun's current appearance.

Ning Shu's heart tightened.

In his eyes, Si Kong Hengyu had never been so angry.

Si Kong Hengyu stared at the ambiguous mark on the boy's neck, the killing intent within him surging again. He suppressed those emotions, his voice light, yet it was as if he had shattered the void, forcefully pressing down the fury that came from all directions: "Master asks you, who did this"

Ning Shu only felt that her chin was being pinched by the other party, a little uncomfortable.

He panted slightly, but couldn't think of what to say. He just felt that this god, the Uncrowned God, was so incredibly unfamiliar. The young man opened his mouth, his handsome face clouded with a hint of bewilderment.

However, in Si Kong Heng Yu's eyes, it only intensified the storm brewing beneath his gaze.

If the true elders of Tianzong Sect were here, they would have been terrified out of their wits. Even hundreds of years ago, when the demon clan specifically slaughtered so many cultivators and provoked Si Kong Hengyu, he had never been this enraged.

Ning Shu only felt like she couldn't breathe. She was only at the middle stage of foundation building. How could she possibly resist Sifang Hengyu's current cultivation level

A face instantly turned pale: "Master... I'm in pain..."

Sirong Hengyu retracted most of his aura, but he kept staring at the mark on the young man's neck. His eyes fluctuated with emotion, and the next moment, he slightly bent down. He lifted the young man in his arms.

When Ning Shu came to his senses, he was embraced by Shen Wuzun in his arms.

The other person's long fingers moved towards his neck. There was a slightly tingling sensation, as if trying to erase every trace.

The youngster's mind was a bit muddled.

Sī Kōng Hé Yu, however, lowered his head, those eyes looking at him, softly: "Cāng Míng Did you let him touch you", but when she saw everyone else sitting down, she sat down too. 。She glanced at Ning Shu and found that she was just sitting in her place, staring at the dishes, wondering what she was thinking. 。Fem...