Cheng Ruonan recalled the scene of her passionate entanglent with Yang Chen on the bed that day, and her lower abdon seed to ignite a fire, while a stream of honey-like liquid involuntarily flowed out from below.
"I haven’t even started, and you’re already so wet, why is there so much water?"
Yang Chen gave a mischievous smile, placing his fingers on the tender pink spot and began to massage it with the Yingyang Ghost Hand.
"Mmm ah~~ so comfortable, faster!"
Cheng Ruonan let out a soft moan, actively twisting her waist to match his movents.
Her already aroused body was especially sensitive, gradually getting lost in ecstasy under his nimble finger teasing, and her skin turned a pale pink.
"Hmm hmm hmm~~ Yang Chen, stop playing, I really want you now."
At this mont, she was already insatiable, and that Peach Blossom Cave opened and closed as if inviting Yang Chen in.
Watching that breathtaking sight, Yang Chen swallowed hard, his voice hoarse: "What do you call in bed?"
Hearing this, Cheng Ruonan gave an enchanting smile and softly said, "Husband, I want you to fuck hard, please give it to quickly, don’t let go tonight!"
"Damn!"
Yang Chen cursed softly, the vein on his forehead pulsing, and the dragon below trembled with excitent, swelling even more.
This woman is really deadly!
No wonder the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had her practice Dual Cultivation Technique; she was born to be a vixen, any man couldn’t resist her temptation and would eventually fall for her.
"If I let you sleep tonight, I’ll take your last na!"
Yang Chen was extrely excited, deciding to battle it out until dawn tonight and thoroughly subdue this little demoness.
Just as he was holding his weapon, ready to attack, a knock on the door suddenly resonated.
"Yang Chen, co out for a mont, Miss Ye isn’t feeling well."
Cheng Qiyue’s voice ca in, causing both of their bodies to stiffen.
Cheng Ruonan pouted unhappily, knowing without a doubt that it was Ye Ling’er getting jealous of her and Yang Chen’s togetherness and pretending to be sick on purpose.
"Ms. Qi Yue, what’s wrong with her? Is it serious?"
Yang Chen asked loudly.
When the arrow is on the string, he really didn’t want to leave.
He had just prepared Cheng Ruonan for so long, and now the tension below was almost painful.
"She doesn’t look well; she just says she’s not feeling well but can’t say exactly where."
Cheng Qiyue replied.
Yang Chen frowned, deciding he still needed to check on her in case anything happened to Ye Ling’er.
He was just about to get up when Cheng Ruonan grabbed him.
"Don’t go! Ye Ling’er is definitely faking it!"
Cheng Ruonan said assertively.
"How can you be sure that she’s faking?"
Yang Chen asked.
"Last night, the noise with Ms. Qi Yue was so loud, Ye Ling’er wanted to co find you, but I stopped her. She’s definitely holding a grudge, knowing what we’re doing now, so she pretends to be sick to take you away, it’s so annoying!"
Cheng Ruonan snorted coldly, grasping Yang Chen’s arm tightly, refusing to let him leave.
After a mont of silence, Cheng Qiyue’s alard voice suddenly ca from the door: "Yang Chen, co quickly, Ye Ling’er has fainted!"
"It probably isn’t fake, I must go check,"
Yang Chen said, flipping out of bed, putting on a robe, and rushing to the door.
Cheng Ruonan angrily punched the big bed, quickly got up, put on a robe, and walked out of the room.
In the next room, Ye Ling’er lay on the bed with a pale face, trembling uncontrollably, fragile as though she might shatter any mont.
Cheng Ruonan initially thought she was faking it, but seeing her like this, she realized she was truly ill and hurriedly asked: "What’s happened to her? She was fine during the day, why did she suddenly get sick?"
"I’m not sure, she just ntioned feeling dizzy and wanted to lie down for a while, then said her whole body ached, and she was especially cold. I covered her up, but she kept shivering."
Cheng Qiyue quickly said, reaching to feel Ye Ling’er’s forehead, finding an unusual coldness, and checking her breath, which made her eyes widen in shock.
"Yang Chen! She...she’s not breathing, and her body doesn’t have a temperature."
Hearing this, Yang Chen’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed Ye Ling’er’s wrist, injecting a wisp of True Qi into her body to investigate.
Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue were both extrely worried, not daring to make a sound, afraid to disturb Yang Chen’s diagnosis.
After a mont, he suddenly opened his eyes, finally understanding the cause of Ye Ling’er’s coma.
The Spiritual Essence Pill is about to condense!
However, using the human body as a Furnace for Alchemy, the Elixir Embryo continuously absorbs Essence Qi from the body, becoming more vigorous as the Spiritual Essence Pill is about to take form, frantically absorbing the body’s energy.
Ye Ling’er’s body was already sowhat weak, unable to endure such a frenzy of extraction, risking depletion of Essence Qi and death if it continued.
"Her condition is dire; I must transfer True Qi to her imdiately. We can’t be disturbed during this ti; you two guard ."
With that, Yang Chen pulled Ye Ling’er from the covers, removing her nightgown to reveal her slender, fair body.
He supported Ye Ling’er to lean half against the bedhead, then pulled down his own robe, revealing his muscular physique, clearly defined from years of cultivation.
But at this mont, Yang Chen’s dragon below hadn’t cald down, remaining erect.
The imposing size was truly eye-catching, causing Cheng Qiyue and Cheng Ruonan’s faces to flush upon witnessing it.
They exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.
Now that they both have experienced the pleasure of dual cultivation with Yang Chen, they finally had a shared topic to talk about.
Originally, Yang Chen was already almost burning with desire due to Cheng Ruonan’s seduction, and now seeing Ye Ling’er’s soft body made his breath even more erratic.
Quickly taking a deep breath, he operated the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture, suppressing his romantic thoughts.
Sitting face to face, he could even feel the chill on Ye Ling’er’s skin.
The situation was urgent, he couldn’t afford any distraction, or else Ye Ling’er’s life would be in danger.
Yang Chen urged his True Qi, a faint yellow glow twirling around his fingertips. He raised his hand slightly, and strands of True Qi entered Ye Ling’er’s body.
"Mmm..."
Ye Ling’er moaned softly, her chest heaving slightly, and her pale cheeks jiggled slightly.
"Ling’er, you should be able to hear now, don’t be nervous, I’ll help you."
"Relax your body, focus your mind, and leave the rest to ."
As Yang Chen finished, Ye Ling’er’s body indeed relaxed, but her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Just for a mont, she really thought she was going to die, powerless, shivering with cold, and her blood seed to have frozen.
At this mont, she clearly felt a warm current flow into her body, gathering in her lower abdon, like an ember slowly warming her cold body.
He was now using True Qi to maintain Ye Ling’er’s vital signs, while the Spiritual Essence Pill continued to absorb Spiritual Energy from her body.
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