At midnight, Qing Tong woke up.
The burning pain in her mouth had disappeared, but what was torturing her now was the sudden illusion.
Qing Tong was at a loss as to why Dongfang Hao was showing an illusion of royalty and wealth when she was charging at him with the Sword Will of the King.
It was this illusion that made Qing Tong desperate to save him like a moth to a flame.
When she flew in front of Dongfang Hao and spat out a spider web to wrap around the killing intent of the Sword of the King, her heart suddenly warmed. Dongfang Hao's heartbeat warmed her heart.
When she looked at Wang Fugui's back as he left angrily, she was no longer disappointed or sad. Instead, she felt relieved.
Had she changed?
Did she fall in love with someone else?
Why was this happening?
After waiting for 600 years, experiencing so many painful cycles of life and death, experiencing so many times of disdain and indifference, her heart had always been burning like a fire, hoping that Wang Fugui could recover his memories.
But now, her heart was as still as water, unperturbed.
Qing Tong was shocked by her own transformation!
She finally understood. A rock that couldn't be warmed, even if you held it for a thousand years, you still wouldn't be able to get into its heart. Wang Fugui was a rock that she had held for 600 years.
Forget it! Abandon it!
Qing Tong suddenly burst into tears. She understood that all these years, she had only been obsessed with her own wishful thinking. It was just that she was unwilling and did not want to let go. In fact, some people would be missed forever if they missed it. Some things would only be brighter if they let go.
She remembered what Dongfang Hao had said,'Touched not love.'
The former royal power and wealth did not love her. It was only because he was touched and guilty that he touched his heart and wanted to repay her in this life.
Today, Wang Fugui did not love her even more. He only cared about his face, the pride and honor of the Wang family.
Qing Tong woke up, she was completely awake!
She decided to give up the past and live for herself again.
Now, someone had quietly moved into Qing Tong's heart. Dongfang Hao had quietly moved into her heart.
Qing Tong finally understood why she had flown forward to block the Royal Sword Will.
It was not because of the illusion of royalty and wealth that suddenly appeared on Dongfang Hao. It was because of the past few days of being together that she felt that there was such a happy way for men and women to get along. She had already secretly fallen in love with this man.
Dongfang Hao was humorous, intelligent, talented, and graceful…
All the good points appeared in front of Qing Tong. She felt sweet. Perhaps it was the heart-shaped candy Dongfang Hao stuffed into her palm under the tree of bitterness that made her understand that sweetness was the taste of love.
There was only room for one person in a woman's heart. Now, Qing Tong was like she had been reborn from the ashes. There was no longer Wang Fugui.
She sneaked into Dongfang Hao's room barefooted.
The night was dark and silent.
Dongfang Hao's tightly pursed lips, the bridge of his nose, and his thick eyelashes were engraved into Qing Tong's heart.
It turned out that admiring the man she loved at such a close distance could also make her feel unusually sweet.
Qing Tong lowered her head and gently imprinted her mark on Dongfang Hao's mouth. Her heart thumped wildly.
Dongfang Hao felt an electric current running through his heart.
He reached out and hugged Qing Tong.
Dongfang Hao entered a strange dream, like a nightmare.
The woman in the dream had a delicate and smooth body. Her long hair brushed past his face, and there was a fragrant fragrance. There was a small snake in her mouth that was as hot as fire, and it was teasing his butt.
Dongfang Hao's body temperature began to soar, and the small universe in his body began to burn.
After Qing Tong's cherry lips were imprinted on Dongfang Hao's lips, her heart pounded. It was a familiar heartbeat. This unique method of beating had been sealed for 600 years.
In that life, Wang Fugui had wounded Qingtong's heart until it was riddled with holes. When she was at her most desperate moment when she was captured by the Hundred Demons, Wang Fugui, who had escaped, comprehended the Royal Sword Intent and became the terror of the Hundred Demons. It was he who had used the Royal Sword Intent to defeat the Hundred Demons Lord and successfully rescued her.
At that moment, Qing Tong's heart was pounding just like tonight.
" Young Master…" Qing Tong held Dongfang Hao's cheek and murmured. The little snake in her mouth swam around Dongfang Hao's mouth, releasing the sharpness of the Sword Will of the King.
A piercing pain pierced Dongfang Hao's heart. He felt a fire burning inside his body.
Dongfang Ling Blood and Pure Yang Flames were burning together.
What Qing Tong sent into Dongfang Hao's heart was the sharpness of the King's Sword Will. This sword will, which contained the blood essence of the rich and powerful soldiers, had perfectly fused with Dongfang's spiritual blood. Under the refinement of pure Yang flames, it began to reform.
The Royal Sword Intent!
Dongfang Hao had comprehended the Royal Sword Intent in his nightmare!
He felt like a volcano was about to erupt in his body. His skin was burning hot and his arms were holding Qing Tong tightly in his arms.
He needed a clear pupil (or more accurately, a woman), so he did not hesitate to swing his bat and hit a home run. Dongfang Hao and Qing Tong had entered the most important stage of the sex, and the King's Sword had been successfully molded!）
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