The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils Chapter 6

Chapter 6—My State of Being, What Does That Have to Do With You

Feng Chenling shook off Mo Qingli’s hand, recoiling backwards, carelessly running into the screen behind him, collapsing along with the screen.

Closing his eyes, Feng Chenling suddenly felt some despair. If only there was a bottomless precipice behind him right now, how wonderful that would be, so that he wouldn’t have to live on this earth and suffer such humiliation.

For a long moment, Feng Chenling could not feel the coldness of the floor. Instead, he seemed to have landed into a warm embrace.

“You don’t love yourself to this extent?” Above his head suddenly sounded a voice filled with barely constrained fury. Reflexively, Feng Chenling raised his head towards the sound, but what appeared in front of the inky blackness of his vision was still only darkness, in front of his eyes an empty nothingness.

Feng Chenling dimly withdrew from attempting to use his eyes, rising, separating himself from Mo Qingli’s embrace. With a distant tone, he said dismissively: “My state of being, what does that have to do with you.”

Mo Qingli, seeing him act in this way, let out a deep sigh. Despite Feng Chenling’s struggles, she easily carried him in one smooth motion, throwing him onto the bed. In a fierce tone, she ordered: “Take off all your clothes!” These type of people really didn’t understand proper etiquette, ah; when she was clearly concerned about him, he always put on a “you and I are not familiar” personality, without the slightest amount of gratefulness. Towards those type of people, one cannot be too good to them!!!

Because of Mo Qingli’s toss, his backside began to ache. Feng Chenling bit his lip, wrinkling his brow. Ah, he had really believed that she had been moved to take pity on him. So it turned out, so it turned out that it was only his own wishful thinking.

Mo Qingli stood by the bed, coldly watching Feng Chenling remove every article of clothing off his body one by one, her eyes coldly acc.u.mulating more and more profound anger. On the male skin that was supposed to be exquisite and unblemished were instead several shocking lash marks, on some areas the wounds already beginning to rot.

“Who?” Mo Qingli resisted the urge to unleash her fury. So it turned out within the human race there were these kinds of deranged people. Seeing Feng Chenling’s appearance, he couldn’t be much older than his teens, and was practically still a child; but unexpectedly somebody had used such a heavy hand in afflicting him.

Feng Chenling laughed in a self-decrepitating manner. “Who? Hehe… Mo Qingli, do you really not know or are you just pretending? Could it be that without opening my scars you cannot be happy?”

Mo Qingli lowered herself onto the bed, brus.h.i.+ng against Feng Chenling’s ear, her hand touching against the man’s pale and unblemished neck. That area was currently emitting the odor of a delicious meal. Mo Qingli narrowed together her eyes, abnormally swallowing her saliva… but, right now there were still much more important things that needed to be done.

“You forget, I have no need to put on a show for you humans.”

The moist odor lingered beside Feng Chenling’s cheek. Feng Chenling had yet to show any reaction, only feeling that his neck had a sudden sharp pain, continuing to sink into the darkness.

With gentle movements, Mo Qingli slowly moved the now unconscious Feng Chenling onto the bed. Closing her eyes, within her palm condensing a ball of golden qi, she lightly stroked over these lash marks. After a while, the skin returned to its original unblemished state.

After a long time, Mo Qingli retracted her palm, her bright and clean forehead suffused with small beads of sweat. What had happened to herself? Why, after utilizing only a little bit of magic power, had she already felt slightly exhausted? Could it be that it was because she currently attached to this mortal body? Mo Qingli felt some confusion.

Lifting her head towards Feng Chenling’s two sunken eye sockets, she released a sigh. That’s all, just let me settle the debt on behalf of the previous Mo Qingli! Perhaps, this is a test given to me by the Jade Emperor.

Mo Qingli supported Feng Chenling with her hand, sitting in a cross-legged fas.h.i.+on. Golden colored vitality qi encompa.s.sed both people’s surroundings, causing both of their long, inky black hair softly flutter in the breeze.

Mo Qingli closed her eyes, both hands pressing onto Feng Chenling’s chest, a steady flow of golden vitality qi pouring into the man’s body.