Chapter 2376: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 19

Deep in the Reclusive Cliff, a stone gate blocks out the sun and the moon.

Xie Qingmo sat cross-legged on the cold jade platform, with spiritual energy surging around him.

The barrier of the Jindan stage is like a red-hot iron that lies across the meridians, and every impact brings tearing pain.

Spiritual energy rushed wildly in the body, sometimes as hot as magma, burning the internal organs.

Sometimes it's like an ice current, freezing every limb.

The mind was tottering in the tide of extreme pain and power, and consciousness was like a lone boat in a storm, almost capsizing.

"Uh..." A suppressed groan escaped from between tightly clenched lips and teeth.

Xie Qingmo opened his eyes, and his usually cold eyes were now filled with chaotic bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat soaked his snow-white inner garment, sticking tightly to his hot skin.

An indescribable heat exploded from deep within his dantian, instantly sweeping across his entire body, as if every inch of his flesh and blood was burning.

Even someone as calm as Xie Qingmo found it unbearable at this moment.

He was unable to sit upright, and stumbled to his feet. With the last bit of clarity in his mind, he stumbled towards the icy spring in the corner of the cave that was drawn from the cold veins on the mountain top.

The icy spring water was bone-chillingly cold, but it was like a sweet rain that attracted him who was almost ripe.

Wow.

The biting cold instantly enveloped his whole body, causing Xie Qingmo to tremble all over.

However, the heat that penetrated deep into his bones did not subside. Ice and fire fought madly in his body, causing him to curl up in pain. His fair skin turned a startling red under the immersion in the spring water.

Consciousness became blurred in the extreme torment.

Jinchen, who was sleeping soundly in the sword, noticed it and appeared in an instant.

"Xie Qingmo?"

Xie Qingmo instinctively sank deeper into the water, leaving only his slightly open lips gasping for breath on the water surface, and his exhaled breath was scorching hot.

Just when his consciousness was about to be burned and devoured, a slightly cool embrace came up from behind him.

Jinchen appeared in the cold spring water without knowing when.

The dark clothes spread out and floated in the water like ink lotuses, layer upon layer, obscuring the underwater scene.

He wrapped his arms around Xie Qingmo's hot waist from behind and held her tightly in his cold chest.

"Xie Qingmo." Jinchen's voice rang beside Xie Qingmo's ears, which were dazed by fever. "What's wrong with you?"

“…It’s so hot, Jinchen, I’m so hot.”

The sudden chill that enveloped my body was like a clear spring in the desert, instantly calming my most violent restlessness.

Xie Qingmo was like a dying fish that found water. He let out a sigh of satisfaction and pain. His body completely lost the strength to resist. He subconsciously shrank deep into the cold embrace behind him, pressing his hot back tightly against Jinchen's slightly cool chest to absorb the coolness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."

Xie Qingmo tilted his head slightly, his wet hair stuck to his red neck, and his voice was broken and confused after being burned, like a dream talk.

"Why, you are... so cold."

Jinchen's breathing stagnated slightly.

He lowered his head, and gently pressed the corner of his lips on Xie Qingmo's hot earlobe, feeling the slight tremor.

The hand around the waist did not loosen, and the other hand had quietly reached into the water, slowly moving upwards along Xie Qingmo's taut waistline, and the fingertips brushed across the spine depression that was slightly undulating due to the heat.

"Xie Qingmo, hold me tight." Jinchen's voice became even lower, with a bewitching hoarseness, and his breath sprayed on the sensitive skin behind Xie Qingmo's ears.

The extreme cold brings a bit of clarity.

Struggle and panic flashed in Xie Qingmo's confused eyes. He subconsciously raised his soft and weak hands to push away the chest that was pressed against him.

"Jinchen... no... no..."

He realized that the situation was extremely dangerous.

"It's too late." Jinchen said.

He tightened his arms, holding the hot body in his arms even tighter, and his slender and flexible fingertips slowly hooked onto the plain belt around Xie Qingmo's waist, which had long been soaked by the spring water and had become loose.

"Be good..." Jinchen's lips touched the burning red earlobe again, "Let me help you."

The belt was gently pulled open, and the silky fabric spread out silently in the water.

The cold spring water instantly wrapped around more of the hot skin without any obstruction, causing Xie Qingmo to tremble violently again.

Confused and obsessed.

The ice-cold spring water, the scalding body, the cool embrace tightly pressed against my back, and the fingertips lighting fires all over my body.

All the senses are stretched to the limit.

Xie Qingmo's remaining clarity was crumbling. He raised his head unconsciously, revealing his fragile Adam's apple, and let out a broken moan with a tearful tone.

He seemed to be trying to grab onto something to lean on, his fingers groping around the edge of the cold stone wall.

However, the rebellious hand was faster than before and grabbed his wrist, which he was trying to climb on, and pulled his hand away from the stone wall.

In Xie Qingmo's blurred vision and confused consciousness, he felt his trembling fingertips being gently held.

……

The water splashed and sank under the icy spring. The gentleman lost his position and was completely swallowed up by the surging waves.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 37! 】

-

Drops of cold spring water dripped down the hem of the wet white shirt, leaving dark water marks on the bluestone on the shore.

Xie Qingmo sat with his back to the spring, his face pale from the violent impact of his spiritual power, making the faint red at the corners of his eyes even more conspicuous.

He lowered his eyes and let the person behind him move.

Jinchen half-knelt behind him and lowered his head to tie the plain belt around his waist.

As he tied it, he muttered softly, "Good Qingmo, don't be angry... I'm really helping you. Do you think you're feeling better now?"

The violent spiritual power in Xie Qingmo's body did indeed calm down under the guidance, and his late Jindan realm was also completely stabilized.

Xie Qingmo didn't say anything, his jawline was a little tense, and the red mark on his neck that was deliberately sucked and bitten by someone was faintly hot again.

He raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temple, suppressing the complex emotions surging in his heart.

I felt ashamed and helpless, but I couldn't bear to scold him.

Xie Qingmo said tiredly, "...you go back to the sword first."

"No." Jinchen refused immediately. He put his hands around Xie Qingmo's waist after tying his belt and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"I want to accompany you."

"Jinchen." Xie Qingmo's voice became deeper.

Jinchen raised his head and turned his head to look at Xie Qingmo's cold profile, "You are angry with me."

Xie Qingmo's Adam's apple rolled, he avoided his gaze, and his voice was a little dry.

"I didn't ask you to... help like that."

Xie Qingmo was really embarrassed and angry.

Jinchen: "..."

Very angry.

"If I don't help, you will get burned." Jin Chen was very serious. After a cold snort with deep dissatisfaction, a mysterious light flashed and his figure disappeared in an instant. Only the Chen sword was left lying quietly on the bluestone beside Xie Qingmo.

Xie Qingmo looked at the empty side of him, and his tense shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly, relaxing for a long time and silently.

He straightened his slightly open collar, and his fingertips accidentally touched the ambiguous red mark on the side of his neck, and his movements paused abruptly.

The chaotic scene in the spring water and the suffocating feeling of being forcibly plundered between lips and teeth flashed through my mind uncontrollably.

His ears instantly turned red.

Jinchen is really...too reckless.

He forced himself to calm his mind, sat cross-legged, and tried to enter a state of breathing regulation.