Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chapter 8 Part 2

"Oh, Jun Shuying, Jun Shuying. You're still so stupid. So stupid that I don't even want to be enemies with you." Qing Lang took the three silver needles in his hands and gently glided them against his face. Looking at Jun Shuying's white and scared face, Qing Lang sneered. He threw down Jun Shuying and went to the man on the ground.

Jun Shuying fell to the ground. His hands hung limply, as he gasped for breath with a lowered head. Gao Fang ran over and carefully held his wrists up for a look. He was suddenly aware that Qing Lang looked over with a calculating gleam in his eye.

Gao Fang hid Jun Shuying behind him. "Qing Lang, take into account that we were once comrades who shared joys and sorrows together and that Sect Master had never really did harmful things to you. Let's each mind our own business from now on."

Qing Lang did not answer. He looked thoughtfully at the Jun Shuying who was hiding behind Gao Fang. It seemed that this wasn't enough. He walked over and pushed Gao Fang away. He lifted Jun Shuying's chin and carefully observed.

The face in his hand was unusually white due to excessive blood loss. Sweat dripped down the smooth face. Because a few mouthfuls of blood were spat out, the lips were stained red. He actually seemed like a fragile beauty. The eyes that looked at Qing Lang were very bright.

Jun Shuying was currently burdened with further internal injuries. Ordinarily, he and Qing Lang's fight would end in a draw. But he could only be crushed now. His heart was extremely miserable. He also didn't dare to make any sudden movements. If he startled Qing Lang, he would really die here today.

The finger on his chin increased its strength. Jun Shuying could not shake him off. He could only feign bravery as he looked at Qing Lang, but he was scared by Qing Lang's playful eyes.

"Looking carefully, Left Deputy Jun looks really......" Qing Lang frivolously clicked his tongue twice. "An outstanding beauty. Aside from your personality, you are worthy of praise."

Jun Shuying's hair rose. He was used to calling the wind and summoning the rain. He hated this vulnerable feeling. He really hated it.

Gao Fang's heart jumped into his throat. He was aware that some men had interest in the same gender. He was afraid that Qing Lang had some weird ideas about Jun Shuying.

Qing Lang sensed his nervousness and grinned at him. "Don't be scared. I have something good to give your Sect Master." He took out a pill from his bosom. He held Jun Shuying's chin and forced him to swallow it. Then he stood up and looked at Jun Shuying retching on the ground. He smiled as he said, "Do you remember the eternal life pill that sect master used to talked about? This is something I found with much difficulty. Consider it me giving it to you cheaply. So, life can continue. Haha."

Qing Lang lightly laughed and effortlessly picked up the big and tall man on the ground. He jumped up and disappeared.