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Chapter 88 of 100

Chapter 88

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"Lin."

Su Xing spoke calmly, as golden light spread, all the ghosts were annihilated.

"Su Xing!"

Du Mu Qing shouted, her woman's intuition telling her that Su Xing was not in a normal state.

Su Xing remained silent, taking one step at a time. With each step, the soul-chasing chain crumbled a bit more.

"What are you going to do?" Du Mu Qing curled her strong legs, her slender arms covering her full chest. In her weakened state, the once formidable Black-level soul-chaser revealed her vulnerable side.

"......"

Su Xing still did not speak, walking unhurriedly toward Du Mu Qing.

"Don't think I'll be your bed warmer!" Du Mu Qing declared resolutely, her eyes involuntarily falling on the eight silver spears and the blood-soaked mountain of hell.

"Pu"

Su Xing easily passed through the eight silver spears, the silver glow retreating like a tide under the golden light.

"Dong"

The demonic mountain, which continuously bled, was kicked over by Su Xing, reverting to a small mountain pendant.

"Don't come near me, I absolutely won't be your bed warmer!" Du Mu Qing said, her face flushed with shame, while being amazed by Su Xing's strength.

"Is this his true power? Even the eight silver spears and the mountain of hell were useless. Under the golden light, all the ghosts were instantly destroyed, and the soul-chasing chain crumbled at his feet. I actually doubted his strength, thinking he had insulted my hard-earned Black-level soul-chaser token."

Du Mu Qing thought, feeling a mix of emotions.

Su Xing finally came to Du Mu Qing, taking off his Tang suit, revealing his muscular body.

At the same time, he picked up the weak and powerless Du Mu Qing, tearing off her animal skin clothes, revealing her full and firm breasts.

"Shameless, I clearly won, I won't be your bed warmer..." Du Mu Qing bit her red lips, her almond eyes filled with tears, her face showing resentment and unwillingness.

Su Xing took a bite of the red spot on Du Mu Qing's chest, gently biting it.

"Ah, be gentle!" Du Mu Qing moaned in pain, tears finally rolling down her almond eyes.

"Damn Su Xing, can't you be a little gentler with your bed warmer!" Du Mu Qing gritted her teeth, a stubborn spirit rising from deep within her soul.

A drop of cool tear fell on Su Xing, and for some reason, Su Xing seemed to hear Du Mu Qing's voice, his expression showing a hint of reluctance and pain, his actions becoming gentler.

"Um..." Du Mu Qing raised her neck, involuntarily moaning, her body trembling as if electrocuted, the gentle sensation from her private area spreading through her.

Du Mu Qing's figure was truly alluring, even Su Xing, in his current state, couldn't resist playing with her.

First, he played with Du Mu Qing's full and proud breasts, like a greedy child, constantly sucking on a red cherry.

Du Mu Qing's breasts were too large for one of Su Xing's hands, so he used both, kneading them like clay, changing their shape from flat to round.

Du Mu Qing suddenly moaned, then blushed, pouting her lips, trying to suppress her moans.

Then Su Xing abandoned the two cute bunnies, shifting his focus.

Su Xing's hands roamed over Du Mu Qing's body, his tongue finding her round and smooth earlobe.

He kissed his way up from her chest, over her sexy collarbone, smooth neck, and round shoulders, until he reached her earlobe.

Su Xing's mouth constantly blew hot breath into Du Mu Qing's ear, his tongue lightly licking, touching and then leaving, teasing her.

"Hehe, it's ticklish..."

Du Mu Qing couldn't help but say, then immediately looked at Su Xing, finding his handsome face expressionless, secretly relieved.

For some reason, Su Xing had lost consciousness, only the obsession of making Du Mu Qing his bed warmer driving him, acting instinctively.

Now, he had another obsession, to gently make Du Mu Qing his bed warmer.

After teasing Du Mu Qing's round earlobe, Su Xing shifted his focus again, gently kissing her forehead, her tightly closed trembling eyelids, her cheeks, and finally, his thick lips covering Du Mu Qing's red lips.

"Um..."

Du Mu Qing moaned unconsciously, Su Xing's gentleness slowly melting the ice in her heart, a strange feeling spreading through her ghostly body, seeping into her soul.

It was a feeling of gentleness, tranquility, elegance, and peace, very subtle, but especially profound for Du Mu Qing, who had experienced bloodshed and hardship, and had fought against evil ghosts to become a Black-level soul-chaser.

At this moment, Su Xing's embrace felt like a quiet harbor, giving her a sense of... home.

Everything seemed so beautiful, like a fusion of souls, without any impurity, only sacred and beautiful.

Su Xing and Du Mu Qing kissed deeply, while his large hands were not idle, moving up her firm thighs, reaching the beautiful and mysterious garden.

Du Mu Qing's body suddenly stiffened, feeling her most private and mysterious place being invaded, the large hands constantly roaming.

Damn Su Xing, still bullying me, why hasn't he entered the "main topic" yet!

Du Mu Qing thought, both anxious and embarrassed, fearing someone might come in at any moment.

Su Xing, without consciousness, only knew gentleness, gently caressing, resulting in Du Mu Qing being teased to the point of being neither up nor down.

Du Mu Qing's almond eyes widened, making a difficult and shameful decision, suddenly pushing Su Xing down, then "fiercely" riding him.

"Hmph, in the end, you still became my 'mount'!" Du Mu Qing said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Du Mu Qing then touched Su Xing's large and hot member, guiding it and slowly sitting down.

"Um..."

Du Mu Qing's almond eyes filled with tears, she gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, then, as if using all her strength, she lay on Su Xing's muscular chest, moving only after a while.

Drops of red blood fell, staining a white cloth, which Du Mu Qing carefully kept.

...

Du Mu Qing was a strong girl, she bit her teeth and pushed the dazed Su Xing down, the large purple violet filled with spring colors and enchanting scenes, full of vitality, water and milk blending.

...

"Why is there no sound at all?"

After waiting for a while, Zi Bu Yu decided to open the purple violet a little, entering to investigate.

"Whoosh"

The tightly closed petals of the purple violet opened a narrow gap, and Zi Bu Yu entered.

As soon as she entered, Zi Bu Yu was stunned, seeing a scene of spring.

"Du Mu Qing..."

Zi Bu Yu opened her lips, her face showing disbelief, seeing Du Mu Qing naked, riding on Su Xing.

"Zi, Zi Bu Yu!" Du Mu Qing was also stunned, she had just been moaning softly, and then Zi Bu Yu came in, seeing all the embarrassing scenes.

"No, it's not like that..." Du Mu Qing was both ashamed and anxious, wanting to explain but finding no way to do so.

"Black Panther!"

Du Mu Qing gritted her teeth, got off Su Xing, put on his Tang suit, and picked him up.

Soon, a black whirlwind arrived, the Black Panther growled, crouching down, allowing Du Mu Qing to get on.

Originally, after Du Mu Qing drove away the Black Panther, it didn't leave far, and now, upon her call, it immediately arrived.

"Move!"

Du Mu Qing shouted, holding Su Xing, riding the Black Panther, disappearing in a whirlwind.

Zi Bu Yu stepped aside, letting Du Mu Qing leave, and as they passed, she took a deep look at the closed-eyed Su Xing.

After Du Mu Qing left, Zi Bu Yu sat on the ground, silent, and after a while, she put away the large purple violet, walked away, a tear sliding down her face.

"Just a chance encounter, why do I feel a sense of sorrow?" Zi Bu Yu asked herself as she left.

The wind howled, the scenery rapidly receded, the Black Panther ran hard, leaving a faint black trail.

"Su Xing, Su Xing, you've really caused me a lot of trouble." Du Mu Qing looked at Su Xing on the Black Panther's back, her gaze complex, she raised the eight silver spears, pointing at Su Xing, standing there for a long time.

"Hmm?" Du Mu Qing frowned.

"Why is he only at the ninth level of Ghost Soldier, while I am now at the ninth level of Ghost Officer? Could it be because of what happened just now..."

Du Mu Qing's face suddenly changed, looking at Su Xing with a complex expression, feeling a faint sense of guilt, making it even harder for her to kill him.

"It's all my fault, making your cultivation drop to the ninth level of Ghost Soldier, while I have risen to the ninth level of Ghost Officer. I will make it up to you." Du Mu Qing said, suddenly lifting her head.

...

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xing slowly opened his eyes, holding his head, feeling a headache.

"Where am I?"

What he saw was a simple room, the air filled with a faint fragrance.

On a round table, an incense burner was burning, releasing a wisp of incense, but Su Xing knew that the fragrance was not from the incense, but... from a woman!

"I'm in a woman's boudoir!" Su Xing's face changed, and he sat up from the bed with a whoosh.

"I remember being trapped by Du Mu Qing's soul-chasing chain, how did I end up in a woman's boudoir? Was I captured by Du Mu Qing? Am I going to be trained as a mount?" Su Xing speculated, not remembering anything after that.

"You don't remember anything?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and Du Mu Qing, dressed in a long robe, her hair tied into two buns, appeared at the door, walking in gracefully.

Seeing Du Mu Qing, Su Xing was momentarily stunned. With her wheat-colored skin and athletic build, Du Mu Qing, dressed in palace attire, had a different charm.

Whether it was her clothes or small accessories, Du Mu Qing had clearly put a lot of thought into her appearance.

Noticing Su Xing's stunned look, Du Mu Qing couldn't help but smile, about to speak.

"You're not really going to train me as a mount, are you?" Su Xing asked.

"You!" Du Mu Qing's smile froze, her teeth almost grinding.

"Damn Su Xing!" Du Mu Qing lifted her skirt and pounced, ready to bite Su Xing.

Feeling weak all over, Su Xing let Du Mu Qing pounce, and asked, "Have you changed? Why are you dressed so conservatively?"

"Is being conservative bad? If I dress revealingly and others see, wouldn't you be angry?" Du Mu Qing asked.

"Angry!?" Su Xing's face was strange, confused, but he still answered honestly, as a man, he wanted to enjoy Du Mu Qing's alluring figure exclusively.