Take a break! All the stars for the only guide

Chapter 23 A Gang of
Lu Zhizhi's spiritual counseling is indeed a timely relief for Feng Heng now.

When his energy is stable, he can drive his clone without hibernating his main body, but his guide died, and he could only rely on excessive doses of drugs to alleviate his rampage index over the years.

But the last dose of medicine in his body had been used up a few days ago, otherwise he would not have put his real body into hibernation and only relied on his clone to move.

He did need Lu Zhizhi, and he needed her very much, but he had always been the one in control and would never be controlled by anyone.

"It's impossible to let you go." A low voice came from behind his skull mask.

Lu Zhizhi also knew that it was impossible to convince the other party so easily, so she changed her approach: “Why did you arrest me?”

The man in front of him just uttered three words indifferently: "I'm happy."

In other words, Feng Heng was happy to see any behavior that could break Li Chenjun's defense.

Lu Zhizhi didn’t know about their past grudges, but her intuition told her that the person in front of her might be Li Chenjun’s mortal enemy.

Then she couldn't act like she had a close relationship with Li Chenjun.

Lu Zhizhi blinked her big round eyes, with gratitude in them.

"Actually, I want to thank you. If you hadn't shown up, I might still be stuck there." She made up a lie very sincerely. "If you don't want to release me, then don't release me. If you can provide me with the necessary food and water, I can also purify your friend."

The other person was wearing a skull mask, so Lu Zhizhi couldn't see his expression and could only judge his subtle emotions through his gray eyes.

At this moment, she saw a hint of suspicion in the man's eyes.

She knew that if she wanted to find a chance to escape, she had to lower the other party's defense first.

But she couldn't be impatient, so after she finished speaking, she just looked at him eagerly, showing an uneasy look.

After a long while, the man finally spoke: "Purify it first, and we'll talk about the other things later."

Unfair treaty!

But she had no choice.

Lu Zhizhi got down from the chair very tactfully. She was short and the chair was the size of an adult. She didn't stand firmly when she landed and fell, scraping a layer of skin on her knee. Feng Heng stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, looking at her leisurely.

She got up by herself, walked to the side of the white-haired man, stood on tiptoe, gently held the man's cheek with her small hands, and then put her forehead close to his.

Lu Zhizhi didn't intend to enter the other party's spiritual sea, because it would expose herself. When she was purifying the team members before, she found that physical spiritual guidance was more effective than just using spiritual threads to comfort them, so she put her forehead against the man's at this moment, and the golden light between her eyebrows slowly flowed out and continuously entered the man's body.

Because purification requires concentration, Lu Zhizhi didn't notice that Feng Heng's posture beside her was a little stiff.

He was trying hard to resist the urge to kneel down as his legs became weak.

Not enough is not enough.
It's just intermediate emotional comfort, which is not enough at all.

The original body and the clone share consciousness at this moment.

Feng Heng made his clone still and transferred the energy back to his main body.

Lu Zhizhi didn't notice that the man who had been unconscious had opened his eyes at some point.

Her jaw was suddenly lifted up by the rough fingertips. Before she could see clearly, hot breath quickly approached, and a warm and flexible object probed into her mouth, sucking her saliva continuously.

Lu Zhizhi was stunned, staring at the enlarged face in front of her with wide eyes. She supported herself on the man's chest with her small hands and tried to push him, but the little strength she exerted was almost negligible.

The man's tongue kept stirring in her soft mouth, like a wild animal that broke into someone else's territory, leaving his breath in every inch. At the same time, Feng Heng, who had been standing aside, was shaking uncontrollably, his breathing became rapid, his eyes blurred, and he let out a comfortable sigh. A thin layer of red appeared on his bronze skin behind the mask.

Although he was stilled by the main body, he was not taken back, so he could feel everything that the main body could feel.

He saw Lu Zhizhi being held in his arms, and the man's lips and tongue were still invading her step by step.

Usually only the Sentinels and Guides who have been imprinted will be purified through the fusion of body fluids.

And it is usually led by the guide, and the sentinel is only qualified to passively bear it.

But Feng Heng has always been above the rules and he even failed the subject "One Hundred Etiquettes for Dealing with Guides" in school.

In other words, he had no time to care about anything else. On the one hand, his rampage index was close to 90%, and on the other hand, from the moment he lifted Lu Zhizhi from under the bed, he had been desperately enduring the desire for a guide in his genes.

So at this moment it is difficult to say whether it was instinct or intentional, but no matter which one it was, Feng Heng didn't want to stop.

Lu Zhizhi refused to accept it. She was still in the form of a cub and had never received any systematic training. She didn't know that the fusion of body fluids was a form of purification. She felt that the person in front of her was a purebred pervert.

The man had already rubbed her soft and tender mouth several times with his tongue, which made her mouth feel sore and numb. She couldn't push it away, so in a hurry, she did what a cub would do instinctively -

cry.

She cried and punched the man's chest hard, but his chest muscles were full and large, and even if she clenched her fists and punched with all her strength, she could only feel the softness of his chest muscles.

When Feng Heng was absorbing Lu Zhizhi's spiritual power, he suddenly tasted a hint of saltiness.

He let go in a daze and stepped back a little, with some silver threads still entangled in their mouths.

I saw that her delicate little face was already covered with tear marks, her eyes were red, and her little mouth was also red from being bullied by him.

Feng Heng was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she was crying, and frowned slightly.

But he had never had any experience in coaxing a woman in his life, not even with a child, let alone a girl.

So after a long silence, he chose to ignore it and asked directly, "Can you link it?"

After asking, he was surprised by his own voice which sounded as hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

But he did not adjust, because this way he could continue to act in front of Lu Zhizhi, letting her continue to misunderstand that his original body and clone were two people, perhaps he could get purified twice.

Feng Heng didn't expect that he would hate himself so much for making this cunning decision in the future.

Lu Zhizhi didn't want to pay attention to him, but she was afraid of being killed by his kidnapper friends, so she pretended to be stupid and asked in a crying voice: "What is a link?"

In fact, it was just a link into his spiritual sea, but she was not stupid. She revealed all her cards in one go, what was she going to do next?
Feng Heng was not too surprised. At such a young age, being able to provide intermediate-level emotional comfort made him a rare talented guide.

After Lu Zhizhi's purification, he felt his energy quickly stabilized, and he was even able to drive his clone with ease while his main body was awake.

Feng Heng calmly restored his clone, and he himself looked weak, and said to Lu Zhizhi: "Thank you, you saved my life. It's dangerous here, please leave quickly."

Lu Zhizhi looked at the white-haired pervert, then at the skull-faced kidnapper next to her, and this time she was really confused.

"Aren't you guys in the same group?"

(End of this chapter)