C24 Heart's Blood

Qing Bai did not know what Ting Ao wanted to do. He did not know if he had any other purpose in staying in the White Cloud Abbey, but no matter how much he thought about it, Qing Bai still brought Ting Ao back to heal his injuries.

Ting Ao was the main character, and Qing Bai couldn't afford to offend him.

Ting Ao was covered in blood and in extreme pain, but he forced himself to open his eyes and blatantly looked at Qing Bai in his arms. He could only see the lines of his beautiful collarbone and chin. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only stick his head in again.

Blood stained Qing Bai's robe, and the two seemed to be connected. Ting Ao rubbed again.

That's great. You and I have become the same color. It's so easy for me to dirty you.

Qing Bai held him down, "Since you're injured, behave yourself. What are you moving about for?"

"Master, are you angry? Master, don't be angry with me. I will definitely cultivate well in the future and not embarrass you. Whatever you want me to do, I will definitely do it..."

Qing Bai put him on the bed and ignored Ting Ao's words. One after another, he fed him pills like candy. Soon, he had eaten more than twenty of them.

Some healing pills, even if refined by delicate and pretty people, would take several cycles to refine. After the pill entered his stomach, Ting Ao immediately felt much better.

Qing Bai saw that his wound was gradually recovering and asked him, "Are you feeling any discomfort now?"

Ting Ao covered his chest, his face twisted together, "Master, I feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Qing Bai: Why did the plot change from a cultivation drama to a youthful idol drama? Did the target get it wrong too?

Qing Bai ignored him, but Ting Ao continued, "Master, why aren't you looking at me? Why don't you ask me why I feel uncomfortable? Master has been so cold to me recently. I'm so sad."

Qing Bai: You really don't think of me as Ling Lang?

"Take off your clothes," Qing Bai ordered him with a straight face.

"What?" Before Ting Ao could realize what Qing Bai was talking about, Qing Bai started to unbutton his robe. The clothes were not complicated, and Qing Bai easily stripped Ting Ao naked.

"Master..." Although Ting Ao felt that it was a good thing to be honest with his master, he felt inexplicably embarrassed.

"Turn around." Qing Bai still had a straight face.

Ting Ao turned around. Sure enough, Qing Bai found a wound on his back that had yet to heal. In Proud of the Firmament, it was said that Heipa was vicious and ruthless. He was best at killing people inadvertently.

Why did Ting Ao treat him like this? What did he want?

Qing Bai's finger lightly rubbed onto Ting Ao's wound, causing him to tremble slightly. When he thought that it was Qing Bai who touched him, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Ling Lang, this girl, did not expect her to be so vicious. That day, Heipa actually did not completely possess her body. She only touched Qing Bai because she wanted to. She was afraid that only Qing Bai did not understand her thoughts about Qing Bai.

With Qing Bai's personality, he would be easily bewitched by Ling Lang. He could not let her succeed, and even more so, he could not let her ruin his relationship with his master. He had to find a better way to stay by Qing Bai's side in a just and irreplaceable manner.

That was why he had the scene with Heipa.

If he could have a place in the White Cloud Abbey, or even in the Celestial Realm, he would not be able to stay by Qing Bai's side as a person of the Devil Realm, but as an immortal cultivator, Ting Ao.

"The wound is too deep. If I don't treat it, my cultivation will be easily damaged in the future." Qing Bai sighed.

He could only transfuse some Genuine Qi into his body first. If he really wanted to heal it, he would have to think of other ways. However, Ting Ao was a devil to begin with. Logically speaking, such a wound shouldn't have any effect on him.

Ting Ao was about to float up because of Qing Bai's concern, so he hurriedly comforted him, "Master, don't worry about me. I will be careful."

Qing Bai's tone was still cold: "Don't think that you can pretend that nothing happened just because you're injured. Let me ask you, are you related to Heipa? Did you collude with him to steal Ling Lang's body that day? Otherwise, how could he have come to the White Cloud Abbey without anyone discovering his true identity?"

Ting Ao and Ling Lang also welcomed their first cold war. Heipa could be considered to have turned the White Cloud Abbey upside down. He reckoned that Yueya had also fallen in love with him. At least all the plots matched up. It was time for Ting Ao to leave.

His devil Qi was already uncontrollable. Staying in the White Cloud Abbey, a holy land for cultivation, was really risky. Furthermore, the Devil Realm was in a mess, waiting for him to go back and deal with it. Ting Ao of the White Cloud Abbey was heavily injured and unable to recover, which meant that Ting Ao of the Devil Realm was about to come online.

With the woman he loved, one good and one evil, the Devil Realm was in chaos. The male lead had no choice but to leave the White Cloud Abbey, and when he looked back, a hundred years had passed.

Yeah, the day of hegemony in White Cloud Abbey that Qing Bai had been looking forward to for a long time was finally coming.

Ting Ao, on the other hand, was not so happy. His body still had the warmth of Qing Bai's fingertips on it. How could he say such heartless words in the next second? "Master, don't chase me away. Where can I go?"

"Don't really think I don't know anything. I really don't understand why you're doing this, but do you really think I don't know what you're doing with that monster?"

Why? I just want you to like me more, I just want you to look at me more, I just want Taoist Priest Qing's heart in the cultivation world.

"Master, don't chase me away. I can give you anything. Believe me, I didn't do anything bad. Don't leave me."

Qing Bai frowned. His few lines were not wrong. Why was Ting Ao's answer all wrong? Shouldn't he turn into a demon and leave the White Cloud Abbey? Wasn't it precisely because Qing Bai knew his identity as the Demon God that he would stop Ling Lang from being with him in the future?

What was wrong?

What was wrong again?

Qing Bai really did not understand. He thought that he should leave first. The male lead thought it through and perhaps left.

Ting Ao wanted to hug Qing Bai, hold his hand, and kiss him, but when he sat up, he touched the wound on his back and accidentally rolled off the bed.

A chaotic scene kept appearing in his mind. One moment, there was a man in green clothes leaning in his arms, and the next moment, there was a man in green putting his hand into his chest.

"Give it to me. Since you like me, give me the blood in your heart."

Here, here. I will give you anything you want. As long as you like me, and if you want my heart blood, you can have it.

Ting Ao felt a splitting headache from the messy images in his mind, but he still reached for Qing Bai's clothes: "Master, I will give you the blood from my heart, okay?"

The man on the ground, his hair in disarray, plunged his hand into his chest and pulled out the brightest blood from his heart.

He kept crawling forward until he touched Qing Bai's ankle and held the drop of blood high.

"Master, drink it."