28. Marking Mo Xiao
Gentle spiritual power emitting golden light stroked Mo Xiao’s body lightly from top to bottom.
Again and again, tirelessly bringing some warmth to the man.
The man’s pale face finally took on some rosiness. Su Tang felt that the body under her palm wasn’t as tense as just now. Seeing it was effective, she lowered her head, her red lips imprinting on his lips again, pecking gently.
Her right hand circled lightly on the man’s chest.
She had to make Mo Xiao relax. Zhan Ye once said that deep purification required doing some shameful things. Although she didn’t quite understand at the time, looking at it now, there was indeed some truth to it.
Mo Xiao’s spiritual power was in a tense state, resisting the intrusion of her spiritual threads. At this moment, he was in a coma again. To make him relax, besides this primitive method, what other tricks did she have?
Su Tang kissed the man’s lips again and again. Only, this time the effect was far less rapid than the first time. The spiritual threads brushed over the man’s body again and again, but still hadn’t reached the ideal expectation.
If this continued, her spiritual power would be exhausted again, and she didn’t have much spiritual supplement potion left. She had to use a strong dose!
Su Tang gritted her teeth. Looking at Mo Xiao’s tall body lying on the ground, she closed her eyes. Forget it. He was in a coma now anyway. As long as she didn’t tell afterward, who would know what she did?
Su Tang stepped over and straddled the man’s waist.
As soon as she sat down, the Silver Wolf not far away let out a light huff. Su Tang felt her scalp go numb. How could she forget?
There was still that little guy connected to Mo Xiao’s body here.
“Silver Wolf, be good. Go outside and keep watch for us, okay?”
The little guy seemed to see through her thoughts. It looked at her with a weird expression, then cocked its little tail and walked out of the tent.
“Look, look, why did the Silver Wolf come out?”
“Looking at the Silver Wolf’s condition, it seems pretty good. Does this prove Guide Su succeeded?”
“Guide Su really has some skills. I knew it; Guide Su would definitely cure the Captain.”
Kelai carefully examined the Silver Wolf squatting at the tent entrance. Seeing that the mist around its body had indeed completely dissipated and its mental state was good, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
But what method exactly did Guide Su use to pull the Silver Wolf back? Captain Mo’s level was terrifyingly high. To be able to cure Captain Mo—was Guide Su really just a low-level Guide?
Having sent away that little guy, Su Tang bent her body halfway down, her fingers trembling as she pulled open the man’s tight combat uniform.
Kissing could no longer relax this man’s nerves. Then what exactly should she do next to make him relax? Heaven knows, she was a mother-solo who had never dated.
Her fingers were half-trembling as she pulled the man’s combat uniform down to his waist. Broad chest, beautiful abdominal muscles, and the two red points she dared not even look at. At the shoulder, the terrifying bloody hole still faintly revealed traces of red mist aura.
Su Tang closed her eyes, her entire body lying on the man’s chest, her cheek pressing gently against it. The slight rise and fall against her cheek was getting weaker and weaker, seemingly signaling that the man’s lifeline was also fading bit by bit.
Her fingers tremblingly placed onto that large expanse, kneading gently. Su Tang closed her eyes tight, waves of scorching heat coming from her face. Heavens, kill her. Why did she have to do this kind of thing?
“Ngh~”
Unknown what she touched, a light groan suddenly came from the body under her palm. The rise and fall against her cheek also became heavier. Sensing that the man seemed to still have consciousness, Su Tang’s eyes lit up, and she increased the intensity of her kneading.
At the same time, she sent out spiritual threads, carefully approaching the wound. This time, unlike the previous resistance, Su Tang entered easily.
The blood-red mist brought waves of burning sensation. Su Tang gritted her teeth, concentrating on fighting those mists bit by bit, thread by thread.
Unknown how much she cleared, nor how much time passed, Su Tang suddenly felt her spiritual threads seemingly wrapped by a strand of powerful yet warm spiritual thread.
This was Mo Xiao’s spiritual power.
She seemed to have touched the edge of Mo Xiao’s consciousness sea. Following that power, she continued inside, extending inward.
Then, she arrived at a pitch-black area.
With the experience of purifying Zhan Ye last time, Su Tang knew she had arrived at Mo Xiao’s consciousness sea area.
So dark, so oppressive…
Without time to think too much, Su Tang mobilized her spiritual power to rush all toward the central zone. A tremor suddenly came from the consciousness sea. Su Tang only felt as if all her spiritual power was about to be sucked away by that bottomless pit that couldn’t be filled.
Waves of emptiness in her consciousness sea filled her heart with unease. She instinctively wanted to withdraw her spiritual power.
But she knew that at this critical stage, she absolutely could not withdraw her spiritual power; otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted. She gritted her teeth, forcibly enduring the thought in her heart.
The man’s consciousness sea’s demand for her spiritual power became heavier and heavier. The spiritual power in her mind was hollowed out bit by bit until the last trace was squeezed dry, but the intensity of the man sucking her spiritual power never stopped.
Su Tang only felt a splitting headache.
No, she couldn’t continue anymore. If she continued, not only would Mo Xiao not be saved, but she herself would also lie here.
But unknown why, she wanted to withdraw, yet couldn’t withdraw no matter what. Waves of panic surged in Su Tang’s heart.
The pain transmitting from her body reached the collapse value she could accept. Su Tang couldn’t help crying out.
Then, she felt as if something in her consciousness sea had broken through. The empty consciousness sea was filled with spiritual power once again. This time, the spiritual power wasn’t like being filled by supplement potions; this time, the spiritual power was exceptionally majestic.
Su Tang gritted her teeth. Regardless of the reason, if this was a gift from heaven, then she really thanked the Heavens for finally blessing her lousy life that hadn’t won a prize in over 20 years.
She mobilized the spiritual power again to fill Mo Xiao’s consciousness sea. This time, that spiritual power was like an inexhaustible, endless supply, allowing the man’s consciousness sea to take whatever it wanted. Su Tang noted this anomaly in her heart, planning to ask Director Anse about the reason after returning to the White Tower.
Time passed bit by bit. Feeling the speed of the man sucking her spiritual power decreasing, Su Tang tried to slowly withdraw her spiritual threads. This time, it proceeded very smoothly; the spiritual power was withdrawn into her body bit by bit.
Su Tang focused her mind to check the situation in her consciousness sea. upon sensing that exceptionally majestic spiritual power, a wave of shock welled up in her heart.
What exactly was going on?
Could it be that she was also like the protagonists in novels who would get a “golden finger” after hitting rock bottom?
Did her own opportunity finally arrive?
She didn’t seem to have done anything, right? Could there really be such a good thing as a pie falling from the sky in this world?
“What are you thinking?”
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