Fairy!

Qingyi stared at him blankly, her heart rippled. After all, she didn't understand what he regretted. She was silent for a long time, with a hint of blame in her tone, "I don't need anyone's pity, let alone comfort."

Ye Hong said seriously: "But I just want to hug you and smell the nice scent on you." Without waiting for her answer, he sniffed it lightly.

Qingyi frowned, she hated his shameless look, after a moment of silence, a layer of anger surged on her face, "Don't force me to do anything to you."

"Just leave me alive." Ye Hong said indifferently.

She snorted coldly, she really didn't know her own weight!

Immediately, he was slapped and sent flying with just the right amount of force, causing pain but no injury.

Ye Hong didn't think there was anything wrong. After a moment, he stood up again and suddenly smiled. His smile was very calm, but there was no smile in his eyes. "It's not enough."

The pain in the body can be relieved by taking a pill, but who can feel the pain in the heart?

"Go away, I don't need you to empathize with me!"

When it happened for the third time, Qingyi gave up the resistance helplessly. She felt inexplicably angry and her eyes flashed with resentment. Why did this little bastard keep haunting her? But she couldn't just knock him out.

So Qingyi pursed her red lips as if she had been wronged, turned her head away, and let him hug her, "...If you like to hug me, then hug me."

She felt uncomfortable with Ye Hong's sudden physical contact from the bottom of her heart, but she could no longer bring herself to drive him away.

In her heart, he is still a child after all. Although she knows that his mind is not pure, a hug from a child is much easier to accept psychologically than a hug from an adult.

She didn't know how long he would hold her before letting her go, but at least he didn't touch her body randomly, which made her feel a little relieved.

For some reason, my heart felt a little sour and it's hard to describe the feeling in words.

"If only it were as simple as you said." Ye Hong endured the pain, his face calm, and spoke softly.

At this moment, he silently made a decision in his heart that he would go to Lotus Mountain and seek an explanation from the Grand Master in his lifetime. This was the promise he made to her, but it had nothing to do with her.

Qingyi spat lightly, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Conquer you." There was nothing that could not be said, he answered frankly: "Impose my love on you."

Let you be entangled with me for the rest of your life, and I will do my best to protect you, so that everything goes well for you. Even if this protection is likely to be vulnerable to a strong external force, I will never retreat a single step. At least I will die in front of you, or accompany you to lick each other's wounds after a bloody battle.

Strategy, capture cities and territories?

This word reminded her of words like invasion and cession of land. What he meant was that one day she would be lost inch by inch, and the wheat ears and cattle and sheep growing on the fertile land would be slaughtered at will by the rebellious bandits.

“What is this…” She looked at you straight in the eyes and asked, “What do you think of me as?”

"The right girl."

He explained seriously, "Master, when I first met you, I didn't even know your name, but I was deeply attracted by the fragrance emanating from your body. It awakened my desire and made me fall in love at first sight."

Qingyi couldn't help but laugh in anger, glaring at him angrily, knowing that it was all due to the Water Spirit Pearl, which had a natural attraction to dragons, but she was unyielding and cursed, "Vile."

"you're right."

Ye Hong nodded and continued to confess his true feelings, "Because of possessiveness and the oppression of reality, men need to vent pressure and resolve conflicts through self-suggestion, so they will fantasize about having a one-night stand with a beautiful woman, imagining her moaning under him, so that she can be possessed by him in the illusion. This is sexual fantasy, which is indeed quite obscene, but so what?"

He looked at me steadily, with a resolute calmness in his eyes, and the words he spoke made her body freeze in place.

"Master, aren't you also a self-*?"

The sound was like a thousand thunders rolling, and she was shocked. She felt that the thunders of the 39th day exploding beside her ears when she was going through the Yuanying thunder tribulation were not so loud...

"shut up!"

She immediately fell into a kind of furious and panic mood. She was so angry that she felt she had been betrayed by him. I shared my past experiences with you, hoping that you could get inspiration and gain something from them, but you used them to embarrass me? Are you worthy of me?

With a "slap", Qingyi was slapped hard on the face. Feeling aggrieved, she found that her tears had dried up and she could no longer shed tears.

Ye Hong stood up slowly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He still had that calm and composed tone, or to put it bluntly, a tone that sounded half-dead.

He raised his hand and pointed out the window, "Didn't you say that you can answer any question? It's not even daybreak yet. You can either break your promise or answer my question. Master, are you willing to give up?"

Surprisingly, Qingyi was suppressed by him. Her beautiful eyes flashed, her face flushed, and she gritted her teeth: "Yes!"

He actually seemed a bit aggressive, "Was it just that one time? Or were there many times? You had a great time, and were discovered by the Grandmother, and after being punished by her, did you still masturbate?"

"……No!"

"Do you feel vile because of that?"

"Yes!"

For some reason, her answers became more and more fluent.

Ye Hong shook his head upon hearing this and shouted, "No!"

She pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes slightly red, and inexplicably felt that she was bullied, "What's wrong."

The two of them made eye contact, and the moment their eyes met, she actually understood his thoughts a little, and even felt a little shy.

"I'm saying you're wrong. You're not vulgar! You just say things that don't mean what you say, and do things that don't match your words. You keep saying that you don't need it, and you're ashamed to admit your normal desires. You're afraid of love because of fear, and you don't dare to accept the reality that you deserve to be loved!"

He said proudly, "Am I wrong?"

This is so shocking, how dare he?

Why do you think you know me so well?

Qingyi's teeth trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth to refute, but found that she couldn't even utter a word.

The night was still long, and for the first time she was so looking forward to the sun rising as usual.

Chapter 110 Blood for Blood

I don't know when things started to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Perhaps Ye Hong took advantage of Qingyi's recollection of that tragic experience, when her mind was greatly shaken, and began to instill his own ideas into her. At this time, Qingyi had already sensed that something was wrong, and could not help but sneer twice - he hoped to change her mind with just a few words and shape her into the ideal image of her, which was simply impossible.

But it is undeniable that both of them are a little out of control at this moment. As the problem deepens, reason seems to be pulled out of the body, as if they had a dream that was not quite real, like a dream of a spring night, and the frenzied atmosphere seems to have just reached its climax.

Normally, the initiative in communication was basically in Qingyi's hands. She was cold and arrogant and always acted very strong in front of Ye Hong. She had never been as docile as she was now, letting him control her.

And the feeling that Ye Hong gave people was that his attitude towards her was unexpected... or should I say, uniquely gentle, like a rational **.

He would even take the initiative to pour her some water, just as if it were a special chat.

Faced with one humiliating question after another, Qingyi was not as annoyed as she had imagined. She wanted to do her best to maintain the dignity of her teacher, but was unexpectedly calm.

It was as if I had let it go. Something that I originally found annoying, I suddenly no longer wanted to bother with it.

But that was not because she was magnanimous, but because it had happened too many times and she had become less and less sensitive. Otherwise, she would have been angered to death by this traitor sooner or later.

The truth was naked, as if she had taken off her clothes piece by piece and stood naked in front of him, revealing everything to him without reservation, and his gaze was as hot as if he had dug up a top-grade spirit stone mine, and she felt dizzy from time to time.

This was a serious departure from the ideas she had been taught since childhood. At the same time, being heretical brought her an extraordinary pleasure, and her mind was washed over by pleasure and shame at the same time.

So Qingyi couldn't help but wonder, she had never talked back to her mother, could it be that her nature was to obey, while he was born to be rebellious?

That kind of unimaginable seriousness, fearless toughness, and contemptuous love really make it difficult for Qingyi to make an appropriate evaluation of him as good or bad.

But there is one thing that is absolutely certain, that is, she hates being obeyed - it reminds her of herself and brings back her unbearable past.

All along, Qingyi has treated Ye Hong the same way her mother treated her, almost a step-by-step replica, except for the night when the golden elixir should have been forged with blood, but at this moment, it turned into an indestructible one gained by extreme honesty.

The reason why people feel fear, nervousness and terror in their hearts is largely because they are unable to face the reality, whether it is the real world or the real self. As long as they accept the reality, they will have the courage to face everything.

Ye Hong had a very sharp intuition and had already noticed her abnormality. He took advantage of the situation and pressed on, as if to force her to tell him her secret.

"Master, what color are your underwear?"

Qingyi's tone was cold, even a little impatient, "White."

Although she could move freely, she seemed to be tied to a tiger bench with ropes around her chest and armpits, unable to escape.

He fiddled with his fingernails absentmindedly, "Master, have you ever wet your pants since you grew up?"

"Beast!" she said bitterly, "Yes."

Ye Hong was slightly startled, but he was already used to it. He kept it in mind and moved directly to the next topic, turning a good conversation between master and disciple into a verbal play where they were forced to tell the truth. It was a bit interesting but not difficult for people to accept.

Qingyi kept pouring out her thoughts to him, treating him as her own tree hole. She felt happy in her heart and relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

Ye Hong's rebellion against her was just like her rebellion against her mother when she was young. Qingyi used this method to resist her mother's control over her. At this moment, she put herself in her mother's shoes, and her inner rebellion was completely aroused.

It was a wonderful feeling, a feeling that she was finally no longer under her mother's control and had regained her freedom, and her state of mind was very different.

……

After a sleepless night, Ye Hong stopped asking questions until dawn. The playful smile on his face faded a little. He turned his head to look out the window and said softly, "Master, the time is almost up."

Qingyi glanced at him lightly, and returned to her original serious expression. After a moment of silence, she said, "Yeah."

"After tonight, everything will be like a passing cloud. Just pretend nothing happened?"

She uttered another soft "hmm".

Ye Hong shook his head. "What an old-fashioned and ridiculous way of doing things. Are we all going to be cowards together?"

Qingyi was a little surprised and glared at him fiercely, "What else do you want?"

"Actually, I have a very perverted idea in my mind now." Ye Hong chuckled.

She looked at him warily, with disgust and rejection clearly written on her face, "No."

Ye Hong said to himself: "Master, I know that you have always been imitating the way our great master taught us, so I have never blamed you for being so cold and harsh to me. History is a vicious cycle that repeats itself over and over again. Let us complete a cycle and then break it."

Qingyi was puzzled and said coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Then, Ye Hong made a request that left her feeling incomprehensible for a long time.

"Master, I have humiliated you all night, and you stabbed me with a sword, which is a perfect ending."

There is also the second half of the sentence that he did not say aloud. Then I will hand over this sword in the future and return it to Master Shenhe. Only in this way can justice be enforced and retribution be in place!

Although Qingyi didn't know what he was thinking, she still felt nervous and said angrily, "You... evil disciple, you are crazy, I won't go crazy with you."

Although she had a lot of resentment and anger towards him in her heart, to be honest, she had not yet reached the point of turning her sword against him because she felt that he did not deserve such a crime.

Just like the founder said, he didn't do anything unforgivable bad, at most he just made some trouble.

Ye Hong tilted his head and pointed to the side of his lower abdomen, "People always need a sense of ritual. Besides, Master, you can remove my appendix."

"I told you, you don't need to empathize with me!"

Qingyi did not express her feelings to him directly: Sometimes, when I tell you about things in the past, I don’t expect you to empathize with me or understand and sympathize with me to save me. I just want to tell you why I am who I am now.

It would be best if you could learn some life lessons from it.