It was a sitting position; his buttocks were beneath the other man's thick arm, and his own hand was gripping the other man's collar.
Upon noticing the change, Fu Mingxu's expression completely cracked.
Someone, please save me!
"Don't move." Han Tao's deep voice came from above, and with a wave of his free hand, a golden light shot straight at Yue Qing.
Just as Le Chao was still reeling from the shock of the Phoenix Mirror's ineffectiveness, he saw his younger brother, who was only a few steps away from the courtyard, being struck by a golden light and sent flying.
Leqing landed right at his feet and coughed up blood with a "whoosh".
Fu Mingxu sniffed the air and, forgetting his surroundings, blurted out, "It smells a little bit nice."
This aroma is like the sudden scent of food that someone who has been starving for a long time smells. Even if the food is very ordinary on ordinary days, it tastes delicious at this moment.
Han Tao's face darkened upon hearing this. He didn't even give Le Chao a chance to react, and the person he was carrying on one arm didn't hinder his movements. He grabbed at the air with his five fingers, and the Phoenix Mirror appeared in his hand in the next instant.
"Phoenix Mirror!" Le Chao exclaimed in shock. Ignoring his younger brother who was vomiting blood at his feet, he tried to snatch it.
But he was still a step too slow. Han Tao gripped the Phoenix Mirror and tightened his grip slightly. With a "crack," the Phoenix Mirror shattered.
Le Chao was both shocked and furious, his face contorted in anger: "Stop!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. Fu Mingxu smelled an extremely strong fragrance, so intoxicating that before he could even see what it was, he heard Han Tao say softly, "Open your mouth."
Fu Mingxu subconsciously opened his mouth following the scent, only to have something the size of a bean stuffed into it. The thing melted in his mouth and slid down his throat in the blink of an eye.
It doesn't taste as sweet as the dragon blood he drank.
Fu Mingxu licked his back teeth, savoring the memory.
The chaotic energy within his dantian swam around happily, as if yearning for more.
Han Tao was too fast, and the Le Chao brothers, who were still in shock and fear at the theft of the Phoenix Mirror, did not notice.
Le Chao completely lost his temper. In his shock and anger, he didn't care that he had been discovered sneaking in, and he pounced on Han Tao.
Fu Mingxu, who had taken in all of his movements, narrowed his eyes. His vigilance against danger made his dark blue pupils appear, and he involuntarily exhaled a breath of chaotic air.
Le Chao's flying posture stopped in mid-air, his hair stood on end, and a sense of destiny, like that of a natural enemy, emerged.
Le Qing's situation wasn't much better. He was enveloped by a strange pressure, and for a moment he felt a fear of being at the mercy of others.
Han Tao's eyes darkened. He moved slightly, raised his hand and waved. A golden light flashed and a gust of wind rose up. The Le Chao brothers were swept up by the golden light and thrown mercilessly outside Yunhan City.
"I've noted this down, and I'll seek your advice from Prince Yu when the time comes." The cold, hard voice rang out and then disappeared.
Outside the city, the shadows of the trees were heavy, and the branches under the moonlight looked like ferocious beasts with bared fangs and claws, as if they wanted to tear the two of them apart.
Le Qing fell to the ground, his life hanging in the balance. Blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he was seriously injured.
After all, he was his own younger brother, and Le Chao couldn't just abandon him. He could only stuff a handful of pills into his mouth and wait until his breathing stabilized before he could breathe a sigh of relief.
Having lost Feng Jing, and with Le Qing in this state, he felt an unbearable headache.
He transformed into his true form, carried Yueqing on his back, and headed towards the direction of the Feather Clan.
After he flew away, a figure emerged from the dense shadows of the trees. The figure exuded a mottled aura, and his lips curled into a strange, ambiguous smile. He held a jet-black chain in his hand and slowly headed in the direction the man had flown away.
Silence returned to the folded space. Fu Mingxu had never felt so embarrassed in his life, especially since it was probably Han Tao's doing in an emergency. He couldn't very well turn his back on Han Tao after he was safe.
Moreover, his inherited memories told him that what he had just put in his mouth was undoubtedly phoenix blood.
The arms beneath his buttocks were thick and strong, supporting him steadily, while the chest in front of him was so broad that it could completely block him out.
"Put me down..." This strange and ambiguous posture made his face burn, and he wished he could dig three feet into the ground and disappear.
The moonlight poured down, and when Han Tao lowered his head slightly, he could see her delicate profile flushed with rosy cheeks.
Like a cup of red tea under the moon, it slowly unfurls as it sways, even outshining the moonlight.
The blood of the Ancestral Phoenix was slowly absorbed by the chaotic energy. Fu Mingxu felt his head throbbing, as if he had drunk a fine vintage wine, and even the voice that escaped his lips sounded hooked: "Hurry up..."
The hook slowly descended upon my heart and flesh, causing a continuous tingling sensation.
Han Tao took a deep breath and released his grip as instructed.
With less support for his body, Fu Mingxu felt a sudden dizziness, and his dazed head made him instinctively grab the other person's clothes.
The ancestral phoenix belongs to the fire element, and even a single drop of phoenix blood that has consumed a great deal of energy is something he cannot withstand in his current state.
Han Tao quickly understood the key point and cursed himself for being too careless before.
It was too late to take out the Phoenix Blood at this point.
At this moment, Fu Mingxu felt as if he were in a heatwave, and subconsciously clung to the cool places.
A note from the author:
Han Tao: That kind of inferior Phoenix blood doesn't taste good...
Chapter 20
His arms, which had just begun to loosen, tightened instantly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his golden eyes darkened.
Unfortunately, the person causing the trouble was completely unaware of his own actions. Fu Mingxu quickly pulled open the shirt by touch. Just as he reached out to stop him, the other person pressed against him, letting out a satisfied sigh.
"It's so cool and comfortable."
Han Tao quietly lowered his body temperature, but another fire that should have been buried under the ice suddenly burst forth, burning his internal organs.
"It's uncomfortable." The power of the Phoenix Blood exceeded his tolerance, and the feeling similar to being drunk made his mind unable to think clearly.
If there are other members of the same clan, they can teach him how to digest it.
Even though Han Tao only had a vague understanding, she almost lost her mind when her red lips parted slightly.
He hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the hands that were causing trouble, leaving himself some room to maneuver.
He raised his long, slender neck, his porcelain-white skin flushed red and incredibly striking, and looked at him with hazy, drunken eyes: "Hot..."
His voice carried a hint of grievance, making one want to give in to his wishes.
Han Tao stared at those red lips for only a moment before the other person continued to cling to him, using his hands that had been pulled apart.
The moon was setting in the west, quietly hiding behind the clouds. The two were almost pressed together, shrouded in darkness.
All around was silent, except for Fu Mingxu's rapid breathing under the influence of the phoenix blood, as he instinctively sought more coolness.
The image of red lingered in his mind. Following the strength of the arms around his neck, Han Tao lowered his head, and their lips brushed against each other.
He used immense willpower to suppress the urgent demonic thoughts surging in his heart, his arms bulging with veins, as he restrained himself from having any further thoughts of overstepping boundaries and held Fu Mingxu in his arms.
Fu Mingxu's waist was embraced, and he felt his body moving, but he couldn't think too much.
The chaotic energy had already begun to refine the drop of ancestral phoenix blood-stopping liquid, and with the body temperature continuing to rise, it had reached a critical moment.
With a thousand thoughts running through his mind, Han Tao carried Fu Mingxu toward the bamboo courtyard and kicked open the door.
"Clatter".
The door collapsed with a crash.
Stimulated by the sound, Fu Mingxu hugged her even tighter, his hot breath falling on her neck, arousing waves of instinctive shivers.
This can't go on any longer...
His usually strong self-control almost crumbled at this moment. Han Tao was reluctant to part with the person in his arms, but he knew that letting him go was the best solution.
This is not a time when he is sober.
He closed his eyes and kept reminding himself.
Han Tao no longer hesitated, trying to ignore the strange feeling in his body. He scanned his surroundings with his divine sense, then took a long stride and headed towards Fu Mingxu's bed.
He wanted to put the other person down first before making any further decisions.
Feeling Qingliang leaving him, Fu Mingxu hugged her even tighter, almost using both his hands and feet.
Han Tao, who was just putting it down, was bending over and momentarily lost his footing.
"You..." The coldness on his face shattered completely, his golden eyes blazing as he gritted his teeth and said firmly, "You little bastard!"
To endure it, Han Tao bit his lips until they bled.
The phoenix blood was almost completely consumed, and at this critical moment, the body temperature reached its peak.
Fu Mingxu had no idea about the other person's desires; he just didn't want to leave the quiet place, but he also felt that the other person was too noisy.
"Fragrance." In his drowsy state, he smelled a fragrance that seemed exactly like the sweet drink he had tasted before.
Han Tao tensed her back and abdomen, carefully urging him, "You go down first..."
Before she could finish speaking, warm lips pressed against hers.
The world seemed to stand still at that moment, and the raging fire almost burned away his reason because of this action.
The ability to remain still is comparable to the composure of gods and Buddhas.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his temples, and the air seemed to thin, making it hard to breathe.
A mixture of ice and fire, and a throbbing pain shot through my forehead.
Having tasted the sweetness, Fu Mingxu's movements became even more unrestrained. He was half-hanging on the other's waist, his neck slightly tilted back, his arms tightening as he impatiently licked the flavor that was even sweeter than honey.
The hand around her narrow waist tightened, unable to resist caressing her.
The moonlight arrived quietly, and the two were inseparable. Han Tao's shoulders were broad and flat, and from behind, he gave the illusion that he was leaning down on Fu Mingxu.
Just as he was about to lose control and cooperate with his movements, the other person suddenly went limp and fell into a deep sleep.
The phoenix blood was devoured and digested, and the chaotic energy stayed peacefully in his dantian. Fu Mingxu's breathing was steady, clearly indicating that he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Han Tao swiftly caught him, and after a few moments of stillness, his gaze lingered on the glistening surface. Finally, he sighed deeply, carefully placed him on the bed, and covered him with the blanket.
As soon as he got into bed, Fu Mingxu instinctively rolled half a circle, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep contentedly.
A faint blush lingered on his face, and a section of his porcelain-white collarbone disappeared into his clothes, more dazzling than the snow in winter.
"Heartless." Han Tao's lips curled into a smile. He stood there for a long time, and when he realized that the fire in his waist and abdomen showed no signs of abating, he stiffly walked out.
He thought, "It has to be something he does willingly."
Under the moonlight, a dragon's body rolled in the lake, and ripples spread across the lake once more.