Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 370: Why Do You Smell Like Urine?

Chapter 370: Why Do You Smell Like Urine?

Back then, she had acted all confident and told him that she would definitely be able to cure him. If she told him now that the only method was to destroy his martial arts, he’d definitely kill her countless times. As the leader of the Demonic Sect, if he gave up his martial arts, it was tantamount to committing suicide. Gong Wumei would definitely choose to endure the pain of the internal injuries rather than destroy his martial arts.

So Ning Shu was waiting for the orthodox sects to attack Endless Palace, that way she could escape in the midst of the confusion.

“Beauty, come here.” Gong Wumei beckoned Ning Shu. She slowly walked to him. When she got close, she immediately noticed a strange smell. It smelled a little like he had peed himself.

Gong Wumei smiled in a darkly lazy way as he slowly twirled an emerald green hairpin in his hands. Then he reached out and inserted the hairpin into Ning Shu’s hair, saying mildly, “This hairpin fits you perfectly.”

Ning Shu’s hair rose up on end. Whatever was coming was definitely not good! She had to hold back the urge to pull off the hairpin and hurl it as far away as she could.

Gong Wumei sat back down elegantly, then gazed at Ning Shu without any expression until Ning Shu finally asked, “Is there something you need?”

“I just wanted to ask, what exactly did you add into the medicine?” said Gong Wumei indolently.

Ning Shu’s face twitched. Could it be that he noticed the tendons weakening powder? She forced herself to remain calm and said, “I didn’t add anything.”

“Beauty, you’re being dishonest. I had a doctor take a look and he said that large amounts of Chinese goldthread has been added.” Gong Wumei’s expression turned sinister. “You haven’t been honest.”

“Chinese goldthread is bitter by nature, but it aids in reducing heat and neutralizing toxins. I added Chinese goldthread on purpose. Did that doctor say that you can’t eat Chinese goldthread? Don’t worry, everything I do is for your sake.” Ning Shu reached out that pat his shoulder, but as soon as she got close, that strange smell became even stronger.

Ning Shu took a couple steps backwards. “Don’t you shower? Why do you smell like urine?”

Gong Wumei’s face immediately contorted and a murderous aura started emitting from him. “Beauty, thinking whatever you want is one thing, speaking it is another. I’ve already tolerated you saying that I stink, but now you’re saying that I smell like urine? Say, how should I punish you?”

Ning Shu said, “Sect Leader, I’m serious. If something’s wrong, you should just tell me. Only enunches that can’t control their urination gives off this smell, but your junk is perfectly intact, so why would you have this smell?”

When Ning Shu compared him to a eunuch, his face became even more sinister. “Would you like to see for yourself whether I’m a eunuch or not?”

“No need. I’m just worried about you, it’s good if you’re fine.” Ning Shu waved dismissively. “Shower more often, you really do smell. If anything unusual pops up later, just look for me.”

Then she hightailed it out of there. She could hear the sound of things shattering coming from behind her. Gong Wumei was probably smas.h.i.+ng things.

Following that, Gong Wumei started roaring, causing all the Demonic Sect disciples to run to his room in worry that something had happened to their esteemed sect leader-sama.

Ning Shu stopped walking. What exactly was going on with Gong Wumei? Could it be that his thing had gone bad from holding back too much?

That probably wasn’t possible. All male leads were strong in that regard. Even if they were missing an arm or a leg, there was no way that thing wouldn’t work.

Could it be that he had really been holding back too much during this past period?

Ning Shu had been using the excuse of saving essence energy to prevent Gong Wumei from having intercourse as much. Of course, she also enjoyed tormenting him.

Still, Ning Shu felt that it wasn’t possible for it to go bad. He had only stopped humping for a short while, how could holding it back break it? If this was true, what did that mean for all the male virgins out there?

However, since Gong Wumei seemed so irascible, it was best to prepare some more poison and keep it on her.