This thought was very out of place. Clearly, Ruan Li was forcefully kissing her, but the first thought that popped into Luo Qingci's mind was that she was very sweet, rather than feeling anger or disgust.
Ruan Li was clearly out of her mind; the kiss was urgent and domineering, but she seemed not to know much about kissing, apart from nibbling and biting.
Luo Qingci even wanted to say that while it was sweet, Ruan Li's kissing skills were truly poor.
But soon, Ruan Li's actions became noticeably gentler, cautiously exploring and entangling.
Even though there was still no technique, this kiss, lacking any coherent skill, made Luo Qingci's heart race unevenly.
She seemed to have no reaction, but soon, in a moment, her disordered heart was gripped tightly, almost suffocatingly.
Luo Qingci's reaction suddenly became intense. Her expression changed, and with a strength she didn't know she had, she pushed Ruan Li away forcefully, her forehead veins bulging, her eyes turning red.
"Audacious!"
Ruan Li, who was just immersed in her breath, was suddenly pushed away without any defense and fell heavily to the ground. The sound of Luo Qingci's enraged voice made her completely wake up.
Seeing Luo Qingci's expression, Ruan Li was both frightened and surprised. The earlier momentum vanished instantly, and she stammered, "Master?"
Luo Qingci gritted her teeth, staring at her directly. Then she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The pain rising from her heart made her vision go dark, and she fell from the bed.
Ruan Li's eyes were about to burst with anger. She rushed over and held her, shouting, "Master!"
The last thing Luo Qingci heard was Ruan Li's terrified cry before she fell into complete darkness.
In her unconscious state, Luo Qingci felt she had entered a very strange state where everything around her was a vast, white emptiness.
She wandered in confusion when a gust of strong wind blew. Luo Qingci quickly raised her sleeve to shield her face, and when she lowered it again, the white mist had dispersed. She saw two figures in the distance that seemed inexplicably familiar.
A thought drove Luo Qingci to move closer. The closer she got, the faster her heart raced. Then, she suddenly stopped. One of the figures suddenly released a powerful burst of spiritual energy, sending the other figure crashing to the ground.
Luo Qingci felt a chill. She recognized the fallen woman; her appearance and demeanor were clearly her own. The other person, dressed in red with a chilling aura, held a long sword emitting a ghostly light, pointing straight at the person on the ground.
She couldn't help but step closer. At that moment, the sword-wielder turned her face coldly.
The eyes in those dark orbs were enchanting and cruel. As they looked at her, the corner of their lips curled into a cold smile. It was Ruan Li!
Luo Qingci quickly realized that the fallen person was not her but the original Luo Qingci.
Was this scene from the original story? Her heart raced even more. Ruan Li was clearly not right, so this must be a scene where the original Luo Qingci was killed by Ruan Li.
Just as Luo Qingci was puzzled, Ruan Li suddenly spoke, "Master, did you ever think of this outcome while you were wantonly slaughtering the dragon clan?"
Luo Qingci spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at Ruan Li with an extraordinarily calm expression. Yet, as she stared at Ruan Li, there was a hint of melancholy. She coughed a few times and said softly, "I've been waiting a long time, but I didn't expect you to become like this. It's all my fault; I deserve this fate."
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The Art of Subduing Dragons
FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5287959 Although Luo Qingci knew that her name sounded like that of a heroine in a historical novel, she never expected...