The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 40

Chen Feng gradually felt a little confused and in his eyes was only one shadow, Murong Xiaorou. He was tearing with his hands, so violent and barbaric.

In the air echoed the noise of cotton being smashed. Smelling the breath of male hormones, Murong Xiaorou’s face flushed and the veil fell unconsciously down to reveal her pretty face. However, Chen Feng didn’t notice any of this. He just kept tearing and fondled his hands over her aimlessly.

They both had never had such a kind of experience. But it seemed to be the innate instinct of animals; Chen Feng suddenly kissed her soft pink lips. Murong Xiaorou felt a sudden electric shock, so she slapped her fists onto his body and kept struggling on the ground. But Chen Feng suddenly reached out his hands to hold her arms to make her restless body calm down.

Slowly closing her eyes, Murong Xiaorou's hands moved more gently on Chen Feng's chest. A gust of excitement was also spreading out of her body and her hands roamed slowly across his muscles.

Chen Feng’s hands seemed to contain powerful magic. Every time he groped her, her body in his arms tended to be softer. After a while, she looked like a lazy kitten lying in his arms. 

Chen Feng did not stop. On the contrary, he went faster and faster. He buried his head in her chest. In the indescribable confusion, he felt a unique fragrance constantly flow into his mouth. Like a greedy child, Chen Feng kept kissing.

Finally, he found a spring of water which seemed to contain infinite magic. Something in Chen Feng seemed to find its destination, so it broke through the soil with dominant force. Without any hesitation, Chen Feng violently forced it deep into the mysterious zone.

A sigh mixed with pain was heard and they were both tightly intertwined. Then, a groan of pleasant sensations echoed in the mountains.

The chirping birds and insects in the mountains seemed to disappear and everything looked so harmonious.

An hour pa.s.sed and Chen Feng’s b.l.o.o.d.y hue had finally dissipated although it was still visible. Chen Feng tirelessly continued his mechanical movements and Murong Xiaorou, who was in his arms, had already become fully flushed with heavy sweat.

Another hour pa.s.sed and Chen Feng seemed to have exhausted his last Ling power inside and roared loudly. At his moment, he finally knew what had happened and his face showed a smile of shyness or happiness.

They both were strong martial art pract.i.tioners. Although two hours had pa.s.sed, they didn’t feel even a little bit tired. Murong Xiaorou was also conscious at this time, but she still closed her eyes tightly and buried her head in the arms of Chen Feng.

He gazed at the girl in his arms. Although she was only a teenager, her body figure was very attractive. After the veil was removed, it was the first time Chen Feng had seen her pretty face. Her expression looked as pure as ice water and it was hard to describe her charming lips and nose with common words.

After hesitating for a long time, Chen Feng did not know what to say. He simply held her tightly in his arms. A gust of Ling power rushed out to blow the clothes in the distance near to cover both of them.

Suddenly thunder echoed in the air and it started to rain. Chen Feng whispered, "We’d better get into the cave to seek shelter from the rain.”

With these words, Chen Feng picked her up, walked into the cave, and sat inside. What should happen had already happened. Chen Feng hesitated for a while and said, "Thank you, I. . . "

"Not at all. You were poisoned just to save me. Since it has already happened, don't blame yourself," Murong Xiaorou whispered. Being different from the fourth princess, she was very gentle and had a good temper.

Chen Feng was deeply touched. Although they were both martial art pract.i.tioners, chast.i.ty was still very important to girls. Chen Feng knew he was not strong enough now, so he couldn’t make any commitment to her. If it was really necessary to make a promise, he should at least be more powerful than her.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng stood up and asked, "What poison in my body? Why did it make me lose my self-control?"

Murong Xiaorou hesitated for a while and said, "The Blood Sect is very powerful, with many forces attached. One of them was known as the Yinyang Cult, which specialized in mutual compensation between yin and yang, including some powerful aphrodisiacs. The one you got poisoned is just one of them."

"Aphrodisiacs? So that’s what it was. No wonder the more I operated my martial art, the more effective the toxicity was," Chen Feng whispered, seemingly lost in thought. Then he suddenly asked, "What’s your plan? It is very dangerous to advance in this ancient battlefield."

"I’d better go out to look for the members of the Murong family. All the disciples of the Blood Sect have been killed by you except for Xue Li. However, he had self-immolated by his own martial art, so it’ll be easy to kill him if you run into him in the future. But I’m sure he will never appear again," Murong Xiaorou said.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "If you don't mind, let's set out together. I don't know where the disciples of the Chen family are. If we find the Murong family members first, maybe it’s easier to make contact with the Chen family. Moreover, I’m alone in this ancient battlefield and I don’t trust anyone else."

"Okay, when shall we set out?" Murong asked softly.

A ray of light was s.h.i.+ning out of his eyes as he said firmly, "Now!"

They both sprang into the air. Murong Xiaorou looked back at the cave with indescribable emotions in her eyes and then they disappeared after a flash of white light.