en is a clothes rack that looks thin when wearing clothes and has flesh when taking them off. Especially his solid abdominal muscles, with faint water droplets disappearing in the ripples, create an i...The young man rolled up his sleeve, revealing a long and pale arm. Perhaps it was from years of sword practice, but the lines of his arm were incredibly smooth, far more powerful than Ning Shu's soft and flabby arms.

Cang Ming lowered his eyes, the two blood holes still oozing.

Ning Shu pursed her lips.

When he saw the wound turning a dark purplish-black, his heart sank: “This snake is poisonous.”

Cang Ming put down his clothes and said, "It's nothing, the poison isn't strong." His eyebrows were cold, his handsome face was celestial in appearance, and his thin lips were tinged with a frost-like chill.

Ning Shu didn't speak, but her heart was filled with anxiety.

He couldn't help but say, "But you're bleeding..." And the blood had a tinge of black to it. Even though the young man said he was fine, just looking at it made him feel terrified.

Cang Ming frowned, just about to say something.

Ning Shu stared at the wound, somewhat at a loss. "Are there any medicinal herbs nearby Do you recognize any I'll go pick some."

"Perhaps there is," Cang Ming stared at the youth's soft white face and said softly. He looked towards the entrance of the cave, and continued, "It's already dark. Even if you go out to look for him, it will be difficult to find him."

Ning Shu stopped talking.

A surge of guilt welled up within him. If he hadn't flung the snake at Cang Ming, the other wouldn't have been bitten. But he hadn't expected this—it wasn't an ordinary snake, but a venomous one.

He couldn't help but lower his head, lifting Cang Ming's arm and then pressing his mouth to the wound.

Ning Shu only thought that the poison wasn't strong, so he used his mouth to suck it out and didn't swallow it. It shouldn't be a big deal, but Cang Ming was different. If the poison spread inside his body, they were now in a secret realm, and who knew what dangers might arise.

It was just his soft lips that had touched her.

> Cang Ming's body paused slightly, his voice even more muffled than usual: "What are you doing"

Ning Shu, listening to his voice, drew the blood clot from her wound into her mouth and then spat it out. She slightly raised her eyes and pursed her lips: "I'm helping you suck out the poison."

Cang Ming lowered his gaze, looking at him, his throat bobbing as he spoke, "You don't have to do this."

The youth's lips were stained with a trace of blood, and his clear eyes stared at himself. He raised his hand and covered the person's eyes, saying softly, "Enough."

Ning Shu suddenly had her vision blocked, a little dazed.

"But he still explained, 'You saved my life before.' After a pause, he said with a touch of shame that was hard to articulate, 'Besides, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been bitten by the snake.'"

The one who gets bitten will be him instead.

Even if Ning Shu didn't have a conscience, he wouldn't do something as heartless as abandoning someone in need. So he gently took Cang Ming's hand aside and continued to lower his head, his soft lips pressing against the wound once more.

Cang Ming's face looked rather gloomy, perhaps the firelight in the cave made his complexion appear even more pale and cold.

His voice was also a touch lower than usual: "I'm afraid you'll regret this very soon."

Ning Shu listened to this.

Startled, how could he regret it Even if he had suffered some internal injuries, he wouldn't regret it. It would be regretful only if Cang Ming's whole body was covered in poison.

So he disregarded the danger, and sucked the venomous snake poison several times before spitting it out.

Chang Ming leaned against the side of the cave, dressed in a snowy white robe.

His peerless beauty was indescribable. He lowered his gaze to the youth who was administering him drugs, his eyes appearing cold and emotionless, yet as if something within yearned to break free.

Then his gaze fell downward, landing on the boy's pale and delicate neck.

Ning Shu was wearing the blue and white Taoist robes of Tianzongmen. He lowered his head. His hair was indescribably soft, and his pale ears looked quite docile.

Cang Ming raised his hand.

His disciple has always been well-behaved and focused on cultivation. Every time he came to visit, he always wanted some praise.

Ning Shu only felt a chill on her earlobe, and she looked over involuntarily. She found that Cang Ming's hand had reached out.

His clean eyes showed a touch of confusion.

Chang Ming's gaze fell, and he asked, "How are you feeling"

Ning Shu didn't know why he asked that, so she was taken aback for a moment and said, "There's nothing wrong with me." She thought about it for a moment, perhaps the toxicity of the poison wasn't very strong, so even if the poison was sucked out, nothing would happen to her.

I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Cang Ming remained silent, only staring at him. Leaning against the cave wall, Ning Shu couldn't understand the other's expression, only feeling that the firelight illuminated his fair and handsome face, a captivating beauty beyond description.

A feast for the eyes!

Ning Shu was taken aback by his own thoughts, his cheeks flushed with shame.

He quickly shifted his gaze away.

Perhaps it's because Cang Ming is too handsome that he has such strange ideas....

Ning Shu pursed her lips, but she was no longer willing to look at the other person. She flusteredly looked for an excuse and said, "I'll go fetch some more matches...."

Cang Ming remained silent.

Ning Shu inexplicably felt the cave getting hotter. He stared in bewilderment as the flames grew larger. He then withdrew his hand, which was still holding a match, feeling a strange sense of irritation.

He couldn't help but lift his eyes and glance in the direction of Cang Ming.

The other person leaned there, as if sensing something. Their pale eyes lifted, meeting his gaze.

But Ning Shu, as if burned, immediately looked away.

He felt a little strange, and the questions he had wanted to ask wouldn't come out. But there was a slight feeling of frustration, and the young man pursed his lips and moved away from the firelight.

"Feeling hot, he came over here."

That cold voice came over.

Ning Shu didn't ask Cang Ming how he had seen through it. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and leaned against the wall with him.

Chang Ming's body felt icy cold, like a refreshing coolness.

Ning Shu was a little dazed, her body unconsciously leaning closer.

By the time he came to his senses, his hand had already clutched onto the other person's snow-white garment.

Ning Shu felt a bit awkward and couldn't help but whisper, "Sorry..." He wanted to retract his hand, but he heard Cang Ming say, "It's fine, just hold on."

He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look, feeling that there was something indescribable about the Cangming within the secret realm.

But he couldn't say what was wrong. Ning Shu clutched at his clothes, never letting go. But the heat in his body remained, refusing to subside.

And a strange feeling came from her lower abdomen.

Ning Shu endured it.

He also had physiological needs, but rarely. You won't misunderstand what this means.

Is there something wrong with that snake

Ning Shu couldn't help but think, besides this explanation. He could no longer find any other reasons, but why did Cang Ming appear to have no problems at all

The other person was bitten by the snake too, and he couldn't help but look over.

Could he be the only one who was affected Is it related to the snake venom

Ning Shu didn't understand. He pursed his lips, feeling a rush of something overwhelming him. It took all his strength to keep from looking completely embarrassed.

He dazedly thought to himself, wondering if it would even matter if he made it through.

Ning Shu didn't know why, he only knew that the Cang Ming beside him seemed to be attracting him. The aura on the other party made him feel a little relieved. He held back and didn't stick himself to the other person.

He endured for a while, his throat emitting a barely suppressed groan.

As if awakened, Cang Ming beside him stirred.

The other party looked over and lowered their eyes to ask, "What's wrong"

Ning Shu looked into those pale eyes and felt a flush of shame. Even though that face bore little resemblance to her master, the eyes were strikingly similar to Si Kong Hengyu's, just as cold and aloof.

He bit his lip, loosening the snow-white garment. His voice grew lower and lower, opening his mouth to say: "I... I'll be out for a while..."

Ning Shu felt that he couldn't stay any longer. Cang Ming's body was icy cold and comfortable. For a moment, he even had the urge to rub against him.

This idea was too outrageous, even he was taken aback.

Understanding that it was because of the snake venom, Ning Shu also felt a bit speechless. He didn't know that this snake venom would have such an effect.

... while Cang Ming looked as if he was completely unaware of it all, ...

How could he possibly speak of his own embarrassment.

Before Ning Shu could even get to his feet, a hand reached out and pulled him closer.

Before the youth could react, he felt himself pinned against the icy cave wall. There was a moment of stunned silence, then a body radiating frost pressed down upon him.

Ning Shu only felt that the aura was a little familiar, but before he could think too much, he was shocked by Cang Ming's enlarged handsome face.

"...What are you doing"

He pushed against the man, but couldn't budge him. Cang Ming's strength was unbelievably powerful. His long, slender fingers, with distinct knuckles, had blocked the young man's path. He lowered his gaze and said in a calm voice: "There's something wrong with that snake venom."

Ning Shu stared into his eyes, her cheeks flushing. She felt that something was strange about his words and couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly: "You know"

Cang Ming hummed softly, his pale eyes seeming unusually deep.

"Because I was poisoned too."

He thought, since Cang Ming stopped him, there was probably an antidote.

Since there was an antidote, it also resolved the current awkward situation. Ning Shuxin thought to himself, his body became increasingly hot, making him lean against the cold wall and rub against it uncomfortably.

But Cang Ming had noticed his movement, raising his hand slightly. He actually lifted the young man's body away by a few inches, then a cold aura spread over him, lowering his head.

Ning Shu only felt a touch of frostbite on her earlobes.

Cang Ming's warm breath brushed against his skin: "Just let it out, and the poison will be dispelled." else......After seeing off the Regent King, Ning Shu noticed the other party's gaze just now and felt a little uneasy again.He held the ointment, forbidding anyone from entering.Ning Shu couldn't hel...