C26 This Is How Villains Are Raised

The Nether Sect was still the same Nether Sect. Although the Demonic Cultivator had invaded and the devil race was wreaking havoc, the interior of the Nether Sect was still filled with smoke as usual.

There was a grove of peach blossoms behind the Black Tortoise Hall, and they were always in bloom. Pink petals drifted in the wind, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

It was most suitable to add wine and recite poetry in such an environment.

But Qiao Sheng did not like to drink much. Alcohol could numb one's nerves and make one relax one's guard. In the past, when he went out to social gatherings, he would only drink a few glasses unless it was necessary, even if he was not easily drunk.

The original owner of the body did not seem to have a high tolerance for alcohol. He had once drunk in the Mysterious Heaven Secret Realm. At that time, he had only taken a few sips and his face was already a little hot.

Under the peach blossom forest, the flower petals were naughtily lying on Qiao Sheng's hair, shoulders, and clothes.

Qiao Sheng frowned as he raised his head and drank a cup of fragrant peach blossom wine.

"I can't hold my liquor well."

The original owner of the body had a weak physique, so he was already a little drunk after drinking two cups.

Zhedan filled Qiao Sheng's glass with wine again and pushed the glass in front of Qiao Sheng. Coincidentally, a petal fell into the glass and spun slightly. I smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here when you're drunk."

Qiao Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhedan when he heard this. He then lowered his eyes and ignored Zhedan.

Seeing that Qiao Sheng was ignoring him, Zhedan was not angry. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, leaned half of his body on the stone table, and said lazily: "You are so boring, only I would want you."

Qiao Sheng listened to Zhedan's nonsense at the side, but his heart did not fluctuate at all. He asked the system, "System, what's Zhedan's strategy level?"

The system replied, "40%."

"Are you sure?" Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows. After so long, he had only managed to conquer 40%. He did not even pass the test.

However, when he thought about it, it made sense. People like them did not know what love was at all. In Qiao Sheng's opinion, wasn't love something that could only be done by making love? He really could not understand the oaths of eternal love on TV.

"Yes, Mr. Qiao, as long as you complete the main mission, the side mission will be randomly dropped, and it won't affect the completion of the main mission," the System explained kindly.

"Yes." Qiao Sheng reached out his slender white fingertips and knocked on the stone table that was full of flower petals.

Suddenly, a strange look flashed across his eyes. His gaze fell on Zhedan, who was smiling lazily at him. He said, "Why is your blood so strange?"

As soon as Qiao Sheng finished speaking, Zhedan straightened his body, his face revealing a look of understanding. He blinked at Qiao Sheng and said, "You want to drink blood?"

Qiao Sheng said frankly, "Yes."

"Come here." Zhedan patted his legs, full of interest. There was a dark light flowing in his eyes, which was evil and charming.

Qiao Sheng turned his head and said, "I've been here for too long."

If the first world was already so difficult to complete, then what about the future?

"Are you tired? Then how about I take you to another world that you have never seen before?" Zhedan said casually.

"No." He was now certain that Zhedan and Hill had transmigrated. Their world might also be a fantasy world.

"Not going? That's a pity..." Zhedan sighed helplessly. He tilted his neck, revealing a part of his neck. His tone carried a faint temptation, "Didn't you want to suck my blood? Come here."

Qiao Sheng frowned and stood up. The petals on his hair and shoulders fell.

Qiao Sheng walked in front of Zhedan. Zhedan looked at Qiao Sheng calmly and brazenly from top to bottom. Finally, his gaze stopped on Qiao Sheng's cold and aloof eyes. He smiled and said, "Sit down."

Qiao Sheng obeyed and sat on Zhedan's lap with his legs spread wide. His white robe and Zhedan's red robe overlapped each other, shining and intertwining. The air was filled with a restless aura.

Even so, Qiao Sheng still had a calm expression on his face. He even reached out his hands and wrapped them around Zhedan's neck. Then, he lowered his head and bit down hard on Zhedan's neck.

"Hiss..." Zhedan held Qiao Sheng's waist and laughed in a low voice, "Gently..."

This was the third time that Qiao Sheng had drunk Zhedan's blood. It was sweet and much better than wine. It was like a drug, addictive.

Zhedan had once said that if Qiao Sheng wanted to drink his blood, he would have to exchange his body for it.

Zhedan was a man of his word. He narrowed his eyes and felt the blood flowing out of his body, but his hand followed Qiao Sheng's collar and reached into the smooth and tender skin. His fingertips traced an indescribable place, causing Qiao Sheng's body to tremble reflexively.

Zhedan breathed into Qiao Sheng's ear: "Go on, I'm just asking for payment..."

With that, Zhedan extended the tip of his tongue and swept it across Qiao Sheng's earlobe.

Qiao Sheng suddenly straightened up. There was still Zhedan's blood on the corner of his mouth. He said coldly, "You slept with me the whole night after I woke up."

Qiao Sheng's words were straightforward and concise. If making love to Zhedan could make Zhedan fall in love with him completely, he didn't mind falling in love with him. After all, he wasn't the one who had to work so hard.

Zhedan blinked wickedly and drank the cup of Peach Blossom Wine in one gulp. Then, he grabbed the back of Qiao Sheng's head and kissed him fiercely. The Peach Blossom Wine passed from Zhedan's mouth to Qiao Sheng's mouth, and some of it flowed out from the corners of their mouths, mixed with the blood from Qiao Sheng's lips and flowed into their necks.

"Because I can't get enough of you..."

Zhedan let go of Qiao Sheng, and the white wings that symbolized purity and holiness spread out behind him once again, wrapping the two of them up. Within the wings, Zhedan and Qiao Sheng were entangled with each other to the death. Qiao Sheng held onto Zhedan's neck, and his body could not help but rise and fall on the ground. An abnormal blush surfaced on his overly white chest, extending to his collarbone, neck, earlobes, cheeks, and even into his misty eyes.

What Zhedan loved to see the most was Qiao Sheng's eyes at this moment. They were no longer as cold and aloof as they usually were. Instead, they were wrapped in a layer of water vapor, looking lost and helpless.

Zhedan deliberately increased his strength and pushed upwards. He was satisfied to see Qiao Sheng's slightly opened thin lips, and the tip of his scarlet tongue was faintly discernible.

Suddenly, Zhedan touched a protruding point, and the person who had his arms around his neck suddenly tensed up. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Qiao Sheng lowered his head and saw that Zhedan was laughing badly. He frowned and bit Zhedan's shoulder.

Zhedan could not help but laugh, "Why do you like to bite people more than me, hmm?"

Although he said this, his movements did not slow down at all. Instead, they became even more intense, as if he wanted to see Qiao Sheng's even more moving expression.

When Qiao Sheng heard this, he said in a low voice, "It's your fault."

If Zhedan did not feed him the blood, he might not be like a monster who liked to drink a person's blood.

"Alright, alright, alright. It's my fault." Zhedan laughed and spread Qiao Sheng's legs wider, "Someone is coming this way. If you don't want to be seen, hug me tightly."

Qiao Sheng raised his eyelids but did not react.

Zhedan raised his eyebrows when he saw this, "Serves you right, you disobedient guy..."

"Hmm..."