FOD Chap 12.2

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Chapter 12.2

As a Dasheng Qi master, traveling over 10000 li in the blink of an eye was nothing but a trivial matter. Zong Yi's front foot left the abyss, and he entered the Shattered Heaven Palace on his hind foot. He laid the boy out on top of the ten thousand year jade bed, his fingertips pushing aside his blood soaked robe, examining his scarred body.

One set of Seven Star Bone Eating Nails could completely destroy the root bone of someone with Zhuji Qi cultivation, let alone five sets. The boy's five viscera and six bowels had failed, his meridian's had atrophied and faded away, his bone tissue had necrosed and shattered, his spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and even his dantian was mutilated with a huge bloody hole. The one who owned this personal handiwork was too wicked.

"Who did this?" Zong Yi's face was expressionless, but his deep voice was full of killing intent. His black sword's aura rushed out of its body and spread out, creating a few cracks in the 7th heavenly stem gold forged floor. Because he feared injuring the boy, he immediately recovered its momentum, and gently and lovingly stroked the boy's pale cheek.

Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes reddened as he opened, "It was Mo Yu, but I don't want you to avenge me, I want to do it myself." He didn't know who the fate of the world's son was, so he couldn't carelessly kill, but there were more painful things than death in the world, and one day, he would gift Mo Yu the pain he'd had to bear a thousand-fold.

"So be it, if that's what small disciple wants." Zong Yi nodded as his palm covered his wide open and festering wounds, he comforted, "Master will help you pull out the Seven Star Bone Eating Nails, there might be some pain, please bear with it. Please don't cry this time." Or your master will be very distressed.

Of course, Zong Yi absolutely wouldn't say these straightforward words.

"Who was crying? That was only a physical response to the pain. Pull it out, this pain is nothing to me." Zhou Yun Sheng clenched his teeth, remembering the shameful scene of him crying and breaking down in the man's arms. Although he'd laid on his knees and cried countless times, that was Brainless Sheng, it had nothing to do with him.
"Yes, small disciple didn't cry, master was mistaken. Small disciple is very brave and tough." Seeing the young man's flushed face and resisting shame expression, Zong Yi really wanted to laugh, but his face didn't reveal it.

His palm glowed a black light, instantly sucking out a Seven Star Bone Eating Nail, then he looked up to observe his small disciple's reaction.

"Does it hurt?" He still couldn't help but worry.

"It won't hurt if you kiss me." Probably because his soul was too weak, Zhou Yun Sheng felt very lethargic. He wanted to rely on this man, because he knew he would accept all of him without reservation.

Zong Yi's eyes flashed, but he didn't take action. Don't think that it's illogical, he practices the Shattered Heaven Sword Path, he even dares to attack heaven, how could he care about so-called ethics and morality? The real reason is because the feeling of kissing his small disciple was too wonderful, it was unexpectedly able to captivate him, making him unable to stop, he was worried that if he started kissing him again, he wouldn't be able to withdraw.

With a slight sigh, he restrained himself and lightly touched the boy's pale lips, then began removing the second Bone Eating Nail. In this way, he kissed his small disciple's pale cheeks, frowning brow, or trembling eyelashes every time he pulled one out. It took a full half an hour for completion, then he quickly fed him a vitality increasing medicinal pill.

"Why did she do this?" Zong Yi asked gravely while looking at the quickly closing opened and festering wounds.

"I don't know, I've never interacted with her." Zhou Yun Sheng reclined on the jade bed, unable to move, he could only shake his head, puzzled. Although his internal trauma had been cured, the Bone Eating Nails had completely corroded his root bone, unless he was given a rebirth and reconstruction of spiritual roots heavenly grade medicinal pill, he couldn't even hope to stand up for a long time.

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