mtl008 Chapter 271 Dual Cultivation (Intuition Version)
Chapter 271 Dual Cultivation (Intuition Version)
"Li Chonglin! How dare you?!"
Lu Yuguan's voice trembled and his eyes were full of anger.
He grabbed Li Chonglin's wrist tightly, trying to prevent him from forcing the poison into his body.
However, Li Chonglin's eyes were extremely firm.
"Yuguan, I can't let your Dantian be damaged any further," Li Zhonglin said in a low voice, "Your cultivation...is only temporarily sealed by the demonic energy."
"If you give up now, there will be no chance to recover—"
"But you're also a swordsman!" Lu Yuguan's voice was almost a roar. "Your swordsmanship, your cultivation, aren't they important?"
"Why should you bear all this for me?"
Li Chonglin did not answer, but gently stroked Lu Yuguan's cheek, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance.
He stretched out his fingers and hooked Lu Yuguan's earlobe.
Li Zhonglin slowly said: "Yuguan, you are the most important person to me, even my father cannot compare to you."
"I can't watch you lose everything."
A trace of pain flashed in Lu Yuguan's eyes. He knew Li Chonglin's character. Once he made a decision, it could never be changed.
Why...
Everyone is controlling his fate?
After traveling through time and space and becoming a furnace, he was treated as an unnecessary item.
There is no news from his biological mother, and he has been practicing for so long that he doesn’t even know his own life experience.
Even his father Bai Zheng turned into a soul and resided in the body of the Ninth Prince.
Half of the chamber of commerce that he had worked so hard to build was taken away by Li Ping.
Not to mention, every time my physique got out of control, I was forced to sink under others...
He was not reconciled.
He was unwilling to let Li Chonglin sacrifice himself for him!
Li Chonglin said: "Yuguan..."
"shut up."
Lu Yuguan hardened his heart and pushed Li Chonglin to the ground.
"Yuguan, what are you doing?"
Li Chonglin said in surprise.
"You won't die, and I won't damage my Dantian." Lu Yuguan took a deep breath. "Isn't it just dual cultivation? It's not like we haven't done it before—"
stab...
The tattered black crane cloak was torn into rags by Lu Yuguan.
Li Chonglin looked at his naked chest, which was covered with scars from the Cold Marrow Cave.
"You're seriously injured, you should bandage it first—"
"Shut up... I told you to shut up!"
Lu Yuguan no longer hesitated and took the initiative to kiss Li Chonglin. He rolled his tongue lightly and gently put half of the pill into his mouth.
In an instant, the aroma of medicine and the smell of blood were intertwined with complex emotions.
Lu Yuguan closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress his inner panic, but his hands unconsciously hugged Li Chonglin tightly.
Li Chonglin's body stiffened, then he reacted and put his palms against Lu Yuguan's back.
The golden spiritual power circulated continuously along the skin of the two people touching each other, fiercely fighting against the two poisons.
"No, it's not enough..."
Lu Yuguan's cheeks flushed red.
He half-supported his body and gradually leaned back.
"Hiss... Yuguan..."
Li Chonglin couldn't help but scream.
Lu Yuguan's body temperature was cold, and the cold poison from the Han Sui Cave seemed to be more effective on him.
"There are only two of us on this peak," Lu Yuguan said with a dazed look in his eyes, "Don't be afraid... walls have ears..."
Li Chonglin could never have imagined that things would develop to this point.
"Yuguan, if you can't hold on any longer, you can take a rest..."
Lu Yuguan forced himself to raise his eyes, his hair soaked with sweat, hanging messily in front of his forehead, looking a little more sad and beautiful than usual.
"Li Chonglin..."
"I have formed a golden elixir after all, so don't underestimate me—"
"what!!!"
The toxicity of the cold poison and Sanling Powder really made Lu Yuguan nervous.
Even the slightest stimulation will be magnified infinitely.
Isn’t Li Chonglin the same?
Both of them were suffering.
As time passed, the moon rose over the mountain and the partridges outside the window began to chirp.
Lu Yuguan exhaled, and the breath turned into a cloud of white mist in the slightly cold air.
"The poison... is it almost cured?"
Lu Yuguan asked.
Li Chonglin raised his head slightly, and the moonlight shone through the window gap onto Lu Yuguan's shoulders, making him look like a jade statue.
"do not know."
Li Chonglin chuckled.
Lu Yuguan grabbed his waist and said dissatisfiedly: "If you circulate your spiritual power, you will know, right?"
"It was fine just now, but not now."
Li Chonglin said.
"What's going on? Is the detoxification pill ineffective?"
Lu Yuguan frowned.
Li Chonglin stood up and let her sit in his arms.
The two looked at each other face to face.
After a long moment, Lu Yuguan turned his head away and muttered, "You're teasing me."
"No," Li Zhonglin held his head, "Yuguan is so cute, how could I bear to tease her?"
Lu Yuguan suddenly panicked.
Ever since he met Li Chonglin, he has never won in a verbal battle.
Could it be that the prince was born with the ability to say sweet words?
"Tell the truth."
Lu Yuguan said with shame and anger.
"Don't worry, the detoxification pill is effective, I'm fine now."
Li Chonglin comforted him.
Lu Yuguan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but his body was still tense, like a string that could break at any time.
His fingers unconsciously grasped Li Chonglin's shoulders, his fingertips were red and very warm.
"Then...why did you say no?"
Lu Yuguan's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Li Chonglin sighed softly, put his palm on the back of Lu Yuguan's neck, and his fingertips shuttled through his hair.
"Because now, I just want to look at you carefully."
Li Chonglin's voice was gentle and firm, as if he was saying something that was very natural.
Lu Yuguan's body stiffened slightly, then he lowered his head, avoiding Li Chonglin's gaze.
The tips of his ears turned red and his breathing became rapid.
"You...don't talk nonsense."
Lu Yuguan's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, with a hint of panic.
Li Chonglin chuckled and gently lifted Lu Yuguan's chin with his fingers, forcing him to look at him.
“Yuguan, you know I never talk nonsense.”
Li Chonglin's gaze was deep, as if he could see into the depths of Lu Yuguan's soul.
Lu Yuguan's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat echoed in his chest like a drum.
He wanted to avoid Li Chonglin's sight, but found that his eyes seemed to be locked firmly and could not be moved away at all.
"I……"
Lu Yuguan opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say.
His mind was in chaos, as if countless voices were arguing, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.
Li Zhonglin said softly, "Before I detoxified myself, I was still wondering if Yuguan would still agree to marry me if I lost my cultivation."
"You...what do you want to do with this?"
Lu Yuguan's brain froze.
Li Chonglin did not give him a chance to think further, he lowered his head and gently kissed his lips.
The kiss was gentle and lingering, filled with endless pity and love.
Lu Yuguan's body trembled slightly, then slowly relaxed, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around Li Chonglin's neck.
The moonlight sprinkled on the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.
Everything around them became blurry, leaving only each other's heartbeats.