CH 120

As soon as he entered the Sword Casting Hall, he was hit by the oncoming heat wave.

The hundreds of swords on the right side of the hall hummed slightly the moment Lang Qianxing stepped into the hall, as if to warn the intruders.

Qin Lang said “Quiet”, and those swords stopped moving, some placed on a shelf or inserted into a boulder, they looked no different from ordinary swords.

The hall is actually not very spacious. Although it looks large from the outside, the stone wall that isolates the outside world is nearly two feet thick. Coupled with those swords in the hall, as well as the casting furnace, forging table, and some tools, the space is not big.

Two people are just right, one more will be a bit crowded.

Qin Lang took out a piece of the most basic stone from his storage ring and threw it into the furnace, then asked Lang Qianxing: “You’re in the library every day, have you read anything about casting?”

Lang Qianxing was in the library to peep at Qin Lang, he only read half of the book at most, but fortunately, he had read them in his previous life, so he is not afraid or have a guilty conscience when his homework is checked now.

“I’ve read it.” Lang Qianxing answered affirmatively, without looking away, as if he really studied seriously in the library before. As for his laziness before, it was because he was tired from studying and took a rest for a while, and he also deliberately said that it doesn’t matter if he studies or not just to stimulate Qin Lang for an answer.

Qin Lang nodded in relief, feeling that Lang Qianxing didn’t mean to misrepresent him maliciously. He was just in doubt then, he still studied seriously.

Teachers will always be patient with students who are stubborn but can learn.

“The stone just now is your lesson for today. You can control the time yourself.” Qin Lang left him alone after he finished speaking. He held the half-halved sword on the forging table in his hand and looked at it for a while, then threw it into the furnace.

The temperature in the furnace is extremely high, in just a few seconds, the rough stone has almost melted.

It was hot near the furnace, so both of them were already sweating.

“Master, then I’ll start.” After saying that, Lang Qianxing began to undress.

It looks like he wants to do something, especially when his eyes seem to have a smile, it seems to have a demonic charm to seduce in it.

Lang Qianxing’s temperament is like the protagonist of many fantasy novels. Before his blackening, he was a simple sunshine boy, but after the blackening, he became scheming and evil.

His appearance has also changed with his temperament. If one looks at him from a distance, he is still full of vigor like other disciples of Tianyun Sect. However, if one looks closely, one can see that his eyes are as deep as pools and there is always a charming smile on his thin lips.

However, a person like Yun Jue, who has never been in love, just hit a ball straight to the demon point, making him unable to resist.

Qin Lang looked at him, paid attention to his actions. His expression was calm, as if he was just observing whether Lang Qianxing’s steps were wrong, and how many flaws he could give advice toward his movements and strength. He’s a true, serious, master.

The truth is…

“Wow! My husband’s big chest muscles! His abdominal muscles look so hard. Sweating all over his body fell with hormones, so seductive, I feel like I’m going to have a nosebleed!! My god, my body is not a house, right? It’s a thousand years old body too? What should I do, my body won’t be corrupt while refining tools in a while, right? System, I ask to hang up!”

System: “Sorry, your system is blocked.”

“…” Is your AI management this strict? My husband didn’t even take off his pants.

Hehe, but I was blocked by the yellow waste in your mind, Twenty-five thought indifferently.

Lang Qianxing has been paying attention to Qin Lang from the corner of his eye. He saw that he just looked at him for a while like an inspection, and then set his eyes into the furnace, without the slightest interest in his exposed body, nor was he surprised.

His master, how should he put it, probably belongs to the dull type in this regard. Yun Hua has been in love with him for a thousand years, he must have always expressed it more or less indirectly, right? However, after so many years, Yun Hua still hasn’t made any progress at all, and he is still just a fellow disciple.

Either Yun Hua’s methods were not good, or Yun Jue didn’t understand what his senior brother meant at all. But what kind of person is Yun Hua, how could he fail? So, there is only one possibility.

Qin Lang grasped his expression and saw that the sword on the furnace was almost melted, he began to take off his robe.

His outer robe is the same as Lang Qianxing’s disciple uniform. Wearing a sword won’t be in the way, and dancing with the sword will look more elegant and like an immortal. However, when forging, it looks too bloated, especially the wide sleeves.

He took off his robe and upper garment as usual, but found a fiery gaze.

Of course it was Lang Qianxing.

Qin Lang frowned, but didn’t look at him. It’s just that the hand that was about to take off his upper garment stopped. Instead of taking it off, he rolled up the sleeve of his garment, revealing his tight forearm.

It stands to reason that he should not care about a junior, it will appear that he is too preoccupied and a bit pretentious, and taking off his cumbersome clothes is for forging, not…

This should have been a normal and straightforward thing. Lang Qianxing’s gaze, the frivolous words last night, and seeing him bathing in the spiritual spring before made him seem to have guard against him.

Lang Qianxing held back his laughter, his master was guarding against him. It turns out that a person who seems to be unaffected by anything in the world actually has such vivid moments, as if he is finally not a high-level immortal, but a person with flesh and blood just like them.

[Ding, Lang Qianxing – Favorability +10, current Favorability is 0.]

Qin Lang found that as the sweat soaked the white garment and the thin wet garment stuck to his skin, his husband’s gaze became more and more wrong.

Qin Lang secretly swallowed his saliva. In fact, husband, I really don’t want to play this wet body seduction that makes you uncomfortable and hard. I’m actually also very distressed too, however, the favorability hasn’t increased enough yet. You forcefully x me, then I must cut off yours.

Alas, for the sake of our future sexual life, you should bear with it.

Qin Lang was very attentive in forging, and could not tolerate distraction. He was especially angry when he found that Lang Qianxing was staring at him so distractedly. It’s like a bad student who was caught fishing1Loafing off; slacking in class and promised to study hard, but blatantly fished again in the next class.

Itchy skin needs to be properly tidy up with ability so they would be obedient.

So Qin Lang took back the barrier that he had specially created to protect Lang Qianxing from being hurt by him, so that he could really feel how powerful the energy that burst out from a cultivator during forging is. That will make him no longer feel interested and follow him and shout out to learn from him for a while.

“Bang!” The heavy hammer slammed on the stone, a thick spiritual pressure was invisible in the air.

Lang Qianxing grunted, his hands almost couldn’t hold the stone hammer in his hand and let it hit his feet.

He looked at Qin Lang without the slightest surprise, obviously expecting that his behavior these days had annoyed his master.

This is what he must experience, the punishment from testing Qin Lang’s bottom line. But as long as he passed this stage, he could really trust Qin Lang.

The extremely proud Daozun of Tianyun Sect, if he was molested by his own disciples but did not directly kill him with one sword, there would be no other reason than what Yun Jue said before that he wanted to save him.

Can’t blame him for being so suspicious. He doesn’t want to be played other’s palm again because of his stupid gullibility, and suffer everything from his previous life once again.

“Bang bang bang!” With three hammers in a row, the sparks flew, and the hot light reflected Qin Lang’s face, outlining his cold outline.

“Pfft…” Lang Qianxing finally couldn’t hold his knees. He half-kneeled on the ground, clutched his chest and spurt out a mouthful of blood.

He watched the heavy hammer in Qin Lang’s hand rise and fall again, the spiritual pressure in the air once again attack him. He saw Qin Lang’s frown, but he could not see the emotion in his eyes as his vision became more and more blurred. He could only vaguely see that figure still beside the forging table, tempering the stones impatiently.

Qin Lang heard a soft sound and saw that Lang Qianxing finally fainted. He hurriedly dropped the things in his hand and moved to Lang Qianxing in one step.

“Husband…I’m sorry, it’s a bit too much, are you okay?” Qin Lang was a little anxious and wiped the blood from Lang Qianxing’s mouth with his sleeve, staining the snow-white fabric red, “So much blood…”

System: “Hey, hey, hey, OOC ah…”

“It’s not because of you! I told you to do it, but you won’t. What if my husband dies if I’m not careful?” Qin Lang hugged Lang Qianxing with a distressed face, and fed him a high-quality qi and blood pill, took his hand again and sent him a qi gently.

The system rolled his eyes: “How can the cultivator male protagonist die so easily. Spitting out blood or something is very common, right? If you care too much about it, you might mess it up. Look at your pale face, he just passed out. He just needs a night’s sleep.”

Hearing the system said that Lang Qianxing was really fine, Qin Lang’s tense body relaxed, but the hand holding Lang Qianxing did not loosen.

System: “Do you still want to do business? Get blood now.”

Qin Lang frowned, spread out his palm and took out a knife out of thin air, “It looks hurts, let’s just take a drop and you can copy it?”

The system convinced him: “He’s unconscious now, even if you rape him, he won’t feel it. Making him a divine artifact, you will definitely let him know in the future. If you take a drop from him, the amount required won’t match, this is a BUG!”

“Husband, don’t be afraid, it won’t be too much.” Qin Lang coaxed very gently in Lang Qianxing’s ear, “I’ll give you a kiss after taking it…”

The system heard that he felt constipated. Seeing that Qin Lang was holding a knife but didn’t seem to know where to start, his expression clearly showed that he didn’t want to start, so he simply do it for Qin Lang.

After two seconds, the system escaped directly. Who knows what his host will do next? Thinking about his husband, he doesn’t care about OOC and no one was here to see so he wasn’t worried…Hehe.

A bowl of blood was taken, it was actually quite a lot, but in order for a sword to birth a soul, the master’s blood must be used while forging.

After Qin Lang collected the blood, he put medicine on Lang Qianxing’s slashed palm, and then prepared to dress him up for Bo Yi and Zhong Yi to send him back to rest.

However, he has just fetched Lang Qianxing and took off the clothes that was on the square shaped fold on the shelf in the back, just as he was about to put them on, Qin Lang stopped. His eyes glued to his husband’s big pectoral muscles, which he could not tear from.

Hey, his husband would be unconscious for a while, and he also didn’t feel anyone peeping at him with a mysterious mirror technique, then…Wouldn’t it be a waste if we didn’t make out with his husband for a while?!

Qin Lang looked left and right, and with a wave of his hand, the small window on the side of the Sword Casting Hall was isolated.

Time for cultivators went by very quickly. He had brought Lang Qianxing to Qingyun Peak for almost two months, but he and Lang Qianxing didn’t even have a kiss. Carnivore Lang said he was starving.

This is something that didn’t exist in the previous worlds!

Qin Lang caressed Lang Qianxing’s strong upper body recklessly with one hand, and gently rubbed his lips with the other.

He swallowed again, looked left and right again, very guilty and nervous, just like a nervous youth, who just fell in love, stealing a kiss like a thief.

Qin Lang kissed Lang Qianxing. The scent of blood and herbs remained in Lang Qianxing’s mouth. The unconscious person couldn’t give him a response, so he felt a little bored when he kissed and kissed alone. The little excitement from stealing kiss just now faded away.

Forget it, let’s hurry up and brush up on the favorability, then they’ll do it with real guns and live ammunition.

However, when Qin Lang left Lang Qianxing’s lips and wanted to put Lang Qianxing’s clothes on, he lowered his head and found that Lang Qianxing’s crotch was standing up very straight touching him, showing its existence very arrogantly.

Qin Lang: “…”