C21 This Is How Villains Are Raised

The so-called illusion did not have any effect in front of Zhedan. The moment he flew out of the barrier, the scene behind him shattered like a mirror, scattering and turning to ashes.

Qiao Sheng's hair was loose, and his head of ink-black hair had already turned into white frost. His handsome face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Zhedan lowered his head and saw Qiao Sheng like this, he couldn't help but frown.

Knowing that Qiao Sheng could not hold on for much longer, Zhedan retracted his wings and landed on the ground. Beside him was a dark green lake. It was quiet all around. Occasionally, a few lone birds would fly out from the forest in the distance, letting out lonely cries as they gradually disappeared into the distance.

Zhedan stared at Qiao Sheng for a while, then stretched out his hand, revealing a wrist that was as white as a lotus root. He opened his mouth and revealed his terrifying fangs. As soon as the sharp fangs pierced into his skin, sweet blood immediately gushed out. Zhedan sucked it into his mouth, then grabbed the back of Qiao Sheng's head and lowered his head to transfer the blood to Qiao Sheng.

Until the blood stopped flowing out of Zhedan's wrist, his blood seemed to be more powerful than a panacea. After drinking Zhedan's blood, Qiao Sheng's hair color gradually recovered, and his skin no longer continued to age. Instead, it quickly returned to its original state.

Zhedan was lying beside Qiao Sheng, supporting his body with one hand, while the other hand was carefully drawing on Qiao Sheng's face. The tip of his finger slid across Qiao Sheng's eyebrows, eyelids, nose, and lips. He laughed suddenly, and said in a lazy tone: "It's still so pleasing to the eye..."

Qiao Sheng's consciousness gradually became clear, and his body was filled with energy. His fatigue was swept away, and he felt refreshed. He suddenly opened his eyes and was caught off guard by a pair of eyes that were as deep as the galaxy. He immediately looked away and said, "Why are you here?"

He remembered fainting in Hsiang Lanxuan's arms, but when he woke up, he saw Zhedan. If they hadn't left the secret realm, then Zhedan had come in.

"Of course, I knew that my husband was in trouble, so I risked my life to barge in." Zhedan said slowly, each word filled with affection and gentleness.

Qiao Sheng did not fall for his tricks. Instead, he asked, "Why didn't you bring Ye Qingming in with you?"

When Zhedan heard this, his eyes darkened and the corner of his mouth curled up. There was no trace of warmth as he said with an innocent expression, "Why did I bring him in? Besides, I spent a lot of effort to open the secret realm. In the end, the entrance to the secret realm only opened for a moment, and it was only enough for me to come in alone."

Zhedan said it seriously, but in fact, it was not what he said. At that time, he was dealing with some matters. Through the contract on the back of Qiao Sheng's neck, he sensed that Qiao Sheng was in danger and rushed over. A large group of people gathered at the foot of the west mountain. Their expressions were sad and helpless, especially Qiao Sheng's disciple. The hatred in his eyes was almost tangible.

He hid in the dark and quickly heard the whole story. He was puzzled as to why Qiao Sheng would risk his life to save someone. In order not to let his blood provider die in the secret realm, he had no choice but to open the secret realm again. Everyone was stunned by him, and they could only watch as the red-clad and enchanting Zhedan easily made the entrance of the secret realm appear in front of them again.

Ye Qingming revealed a happy expression. He wanted to follow them and enter the secret realm together, but he was blocked by Zhedan at the entrance. Zhedan swept his gaze across everyone present and lightly said that no one should think about following them in. He would kill anyone who entered.

Of course, since Ye Qingming was Qiao Sheng's only disciple, Zhedan did not harm him. Instead, he pushed Ye Qingming out of the secret realm. After Zhedan entered the secret realm alone, he did not hesitate to close it, leaving no way out.

"What, do you have only your apprentice in your heart? Do you want to see him, but not me?"

Qiao Sheng did not answer Zhedan because he really wanted to see Ye Qingming appear in front of him at this moment. In that case, Hsiang Lanxuan would probably not be able to leave the secret realm alive.

Zhedan saw a trace of regret in Qiao Sheng's eyes. He stretched out his hand, revealing his wrist. His wrist had not been bandaged, and there was still a ferocious wound.

Zhedan felt wronged and said, "In order to save you, I fed you my blood."

Qiao Sheng looked at the ferocious wound on Zhedan's wrist and was slightly startled. Then, he said, "Your blood is sweet."

He vaguely remembered that he had indeed been fed something. It was not excessively sweet and tasted very good. Even now, there seemed to be a faint sweetness between his lips and teeth.

"Yes, you are the first person to drink my blood..." Zhedan leaned close to Qiao Sheng, his nose almost touching Qiao Sheng's. He exhaled hot air and his eyes were burning.

Qiao Sheng pushed Zhedan away a little so that Zhedan would stay away from him. He tidied his clothes, stood up, and said with his back to Zhedan, "You are my first man."

That was true. Zhedan was indeed Qiao Sheng's first man, the first man to fuck him.

Zhedan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said happily, "I will also be your last man."

Qiao Sheng paused for a moment and said, "I will wait and see."

Zhedan got up from the ground and put his hands on Qiao Sheng's shoulders from behind. He hung on Qiao Sheng's body like an octopus.

Qiao Sheng still had to find Hsiang Lanxuan to make sure that Hsiang Lanxuan was fine and that he would be able to leave the secret realm alive.

Originally, he was walking in front of Zhedan, and Zhedan was slowly following behind him. However, after a while, Qiao Sheng's footsteps slowed down. He glanced at Zhedan, who was smiling back at him with a complicated expression, and let Zhedan walk in front. After all, Zhedan was the one who took him away, and he knew the general direction Hsiang Lanxuan was in.

Zhedan shrugged his shoulders, closed the folding fan he used to pretend, and returned the way he came. Qiao Sheng frowned when he saw this, but after a moment, he relaxed again. The two of them walked through the endless grassland one after another.

Qiao Sheng walked slower and slower. In the end, he stopped and stared at Zhedan's long back.

Zhedan sensed something and turned his head around. Seeing that Qiao Sheng had stopped and was staring at him, he asked, "What's wrong?" He smirked, "Are you stunned?"

Qiao Sheng shook his head and said with a serious expression, "I want to drink your blood."

Zhedan was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled. He walked in front of Qiao Sheng and said, "It's fine that I didn't suck your blood, but you're sucking my blood?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Qiao Sheng's eyes. He pursed his lips and said, "I will get addicted to your blood."

Moreover, he felt that his canine teeth were itchy and wanted to bite Zhedan's neck.

Qiao Sheng called the system over, "Is it caused by Zhedan's blood?"

The system replied, "I'm not sure."

... "" Qiao Sheng was getting more and more disappointed with this system that was bound to him. It was useless as he did not like useless things.

When Zhedan heard Qiao Sheng's answer, the smile on his face deepened. There was something unfathomable hidden in his long and narrow phoenix eyes. He leaned close to Qiao Sheng, and as expected, Qiao Sheng's breathing changed, and Qiao Sheng was trying his best to control himself.

Zhedan suddenly pushed Qiao Sheng to the ground and propped half of his body up. His charming eyes were like silk, and his lips emitted a delicate fragrance, "If you want my blood, then use yourself in exchange..."

Qiao Sheng's eyes darkened. He turned around and pressed down on Zhedan. With just a little force, Zhedan's clothes were torn apart by him, revealing a large amount of spring.

Qiao Sheng's breathing stopped as he bent down.