C22 Two Stubborn Men

The moment Qu Lingjing hugged him, Sheng Xueyin felt as if he was in the middle of a gentle breeze that caressed his heart. It was safe and warm, and the pain in his body slowly subsided. His hazy consciousness floated freely, similar to the feeling he had when he broke through to the Soul Splitting Realm.

Qu Lingjing felt the trembling in his arms lessen, and he slowly gave up struggling. Finally, he heaved a sigh of relief and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I will help you. I won't harm you. Trust me."

Sheng Xueyin lowered his head and looked at the ground. He did not respond. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Qu Lingjing took advantage of the moment when Sheng Xueyin calmed down to let go of the knife and prepare to feed him blood.

As soon as he left her embrace, all of Sheng Xueyin's pain returned in an instant. His bones ached, his meridians ached, and his head ached. He almost couldn't breathe. He bit his hand so hard that he couldn't make any sound. Sweat dripped from his forehead.

Qu Lingjing took out a short knife from his bag and cut his wrist cleanly. He quickly returned to Sheng Xueyin's side and turned his body around to face him.

"Open your mouth, quick."

His misty eyes could not find any focus, but the stubborn person would not let go even if he bit his lips.

"Don't be like this, I, I don't want to use force on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Lingjing panicked when he saw the blood oozing out of Sheng Xueyin's lips. At that moment, he felt his heart tighten. Regardless of etiquette, he placed his palm on Sheng Xueyin's face and pinched his cheeks, hoping that Sheng Xueyin would let go.

However, no matter how much pain he felt, he did not let go. He was still using his weak strength to push Qu Lingjing away.

No matter what, the people of Profound Sect were all the same. Qin Yubing was like this, and so was Sheng Xueyin. Their unyielding and unyielding qualities were vividly displayed on their bodies, and they really wanted to kneel down to him.

Qu Lingjing suddenly thought of how she had dealt with Qin Yubing in the end. If she couldn't use force, then she might as well use force.

"Look at how much blood I've wasted! If you don't cooperate, my blood will dry up. Can you bear to see me save you?"

Sheng Xueyin was stunned. With his bloody fingertips, he took out a white handkerchief from his lapel. With his other hand, he weakly grabbed Qu Lingjing's bleeding wrist. His movements were very difficult and slow, making Qu Lingjing feel like he would give up in the next second, but this person did not. Instead, he insisted on using his powerless hands to cover his wrist and tie it tightly around his wrist.

Qu Lingjing did not know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. He was already in such a state, yet he still wanted to stop someone else's bleeding. How could there be such a person?

But Qu Lingjing knew that this was not the time to be softhearted. He tore off the handkerchief Sheng Xueyin had tied around his neck and showed him his bleeding wrist.

Qu Lingjing's attitude was firm. "If you don't drink, I won't stop the bleeding. How many times do you want me to tie it up? Do you believe that I'll pull it off?"

If you want to be stubborn, then come at me together and hurt each other.

This time, Sheng Xueyin's gaze finally shifted from the ground to Qu Lingjing's hand and then from his hand to his face. His gaze was no longer calm. At least, Qu Lingjing could see the ripples in his eyes, as if a stone had fallen into a deep pond.

When they looked at each other, even though he was so weak, if Qu Lingjing had not forced himself, he would have felt like retreating. Could this be the special pressure that people at their level had?

After a moment of stalemate, Sheng Xueyin's thin lips moved slightly.

"Why did you do this?"

'Why? This is my mission. If I don't complete the mission, everything will be over. Of course, these words can't be explained. '

Qu Lingjing quickly organized her words. "I heard from Qin Yubing that you're the pride of the Profound Sect, and he's proud of you. If anything happens to you, I'm afraid that the stone tablet in his heart will collapse. I don't want to see him disappointed. Besides, a man like you ought to be blessed by the heavens, one in a thousand years. You ought to be a legend, a legend, a legend."

"No." Sheng Xueyin denied it without giving him any face or rebuttal. It was simply overbearing.

However, since Sheng Xueyin was finally willing to speak, it meant that the path of communication between the two of them had been opened. There was no need for them to act like pantomime.

"Alright, let's not talk about anything else for now. Drink it obediently. I'll go and stop the bleeding. If you delay any longer, I'll really faint." As he spoke, he moved his hand to Sheng Xueyin's lips and nervously observed his reaction.

When Qu Lingjing saw him obediently let the blood flow into his mouth through the gap between his lips, his heart almost jumped in joy. After that, he immediately cast a spell to remove his own demonic Qi, helping him push his cultivation and accelerate the discharge of the demonic Qi.

This process went on until midnight. By the time all of Sheng Xueyin's symptoms disappeared, Qu Lingjing was so tired that he could barely lift his hands. He went from meditating to lying down and fell asleep within a second of saying his last sentence.

"Next time, I'll have to trouble the Immortal Sage to cooperate a little."

Sheng Xueyin's face turned slightly green. He took the gauze and medicine, and in the quiet night, he gently treated Qu Lingjing's wound, afraid to disturb his sleep.

The next morning, when he woke up, the sun was shining brightly. Beams of light struck Qu Lingjing's face and body, warming him up. Qu Lingjing tried to move his body and immediately felt sore all over. There was even a trace of laziness that had yet to recover.

However, Qu Lingjing had always been a self-disciplined person and did not have the habit of staying in bed. Furthermore, he was also hungry. If he did not eat something, he would not be able to use it as a health potion.

Just like yesterday, the surroundings were still quiet except for the sound of nature, as if that person did not exist.

He adjusted his clothes and was about to put on his makeup when it occurred to him that he had faced the man with his true face the day before, and that the man's unchanging reaction had made him forget it. [No reaction? Does it mean that he doesn't hate my real face?]

Qu Lingjing simply threw away the appearance fixing tool and went out to ask for food. When he went to Sheng Xueyin's room, he found that it was already empty. Qu Lingjing was so hungry that he began to search for Sheng Xueyin all over the mountain. After running a few steps, he was actually a little out of breath. Fortunately, Sheng Xueyin did not run far. He sat down by the lake behind the mountain and meditated.

Qu Lingjing walked closer and looked at the beauty's face. It seemed to be slightly better than last night, so he was in a good mood and had the mood to tease her: "Immortal Sage is really easy to find. You have been hiding far away since early in the morning. Could it be that you don't want to see me?"

Sheng Xueyin still ignored Qu Lingjing's question and asked his own, "Has the wound healed?"

Qu Lingjing thought to himself, Even if it closes, it will still open again. Does it matter whether it closes or not?

"It's closed, it's closed. Thank you, Immortal Sage, for bandaging my wound. However, what I'm most concerned about right now is food. Here... Is there anything to eat that I can wrap around my stomach? " It was embarrassing to beg for food, but when it came to physiological needs, dignity was not a problem.

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere between the two of them became awkward again. Sheng Xueyin was at a loss for words again, and this time, it seemed to be accompanied by embarrassment.

"I haven't eaten in a long time. I'll go borrow some from my senior brother later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear voice came from not far away.

"What does Martial Uncle want to borrow from my master?" Qin Yubing was the only one who had come with a smile on his face.