Take a break! All the stars for the only guide

Chapter 52: Purification Teaching (II)
"I am cold"

Lu Zhizhi was not afraid even when being pressed by the wolf. She just spoke with a heavy nasal tone and looked a little aggrieved.

"Feng Heng's spiritual sea is too cold. I don't want to learn anymore."

The white wolf let it go, grabbed her clothes with its mouth and pulled her onto its back. Lu Zhizhi understood, so she used her hands and feet to climb onto the wolf's back and rode on it.

She was carried by the wolf to a cave that was difficult to find. The entrance was covered with vines like a door curtain. Lu Zhizhi struggled to get in and suddenly felt warm.

It was very dark in the cave, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

She called out cautiously, "Frank?"

No one responded.

Lu Zhizhi was scared and wanted to go out, but as soon as she turned around, a heat source stuck to her lower back.

She was hugged from behind by the tall man.

"Frank, is that you?"

Feng Heng said nothing. He leaned over and licked the back of her neck, his nose moving slightly as he sniffed like a dog.

"No wonder you have no reaction to my pheromones."

"what?"

Lu Zhizhi wanted to turn around, but Feng Heng turned her body back and didn't allow her to look back.

"Don't look at me." He said hoarsely.

"why?"

Could it be that he now has a wolf head and a human body with hair on his face? This thought made Lu Zhizhi even more curious.

The man kept his head buried in the back of her neck. Even though there was nothing there, he still persisted in letting his scent surround her again and again.

"What should we do next?" Lu Zhizhi asked.

"Engraving, have you ever done it with Li Chenjun?"

"I was going to do it, but was interrupted."

After she finished speaking, she clearly felt that Feng Heng's grip on her arm had become heavier.

"Now, imprint me."

"How to do it?"

Feng Heng let go of him, knelt down, and then led her hand to touch the back of his neck, where there was an area like sandpaper.

Because she couldn't see, her other senses were magnified. She curiously touched the area with her fingertips. Unlike Li Chenjun's, Feng Heng's glands were covered with a thin layer of sweat and were a little wet. This place was very soft, and she found it fun to make circles with her fingertips, which caused the man to groan between his teeth.

Lu Zhizhi smelled a strong and pungent smell of alcohol in the cave, like tequila mixed with lemon.

Because of the darkness, Lu Zhizhi couldn't see that Feng Heng, who was kneeling, was sweating all over. He lowered his head and bit his fist, his face as red as a freshly cooked shrimp, and his usually sharp eyes were now slightly dazed.

"Right here? Then what? Bite it?"

He heard Lu Zhizhi's voice and realized that she was still sober, but he had been messed up by her.

Feng Heng grasped her wrist tightly and pulled her in front of him. He stared at her hatefully in the darkness.

"Bite me and release your mental power into it."

Lu Zhizhi did not move.

Feng Heng was impatient and his voice became louder: "Bite me."

Lu Zhizhi asked calmly, "What good will it do me to carve you?"

Feng Heng stared at her panting and sneered, "It turns out that you are no different from other guides."

He gritted his teeth and turned his face away, saying, "A sentinel who is imprinted by a guide, whether it is a temporary imprint or a permanent imprint, can easily control the sentinel's mind and spiritual body, making the sentinel completely surrender."

No one had ever told her this. For a guide, wouldn't it be equivalent to having super combat power if he could engrave as many sentinels as possible?
Feng Heng seemed to be able to read her thoughts and sneered, his voice as hoarse as a ghost.

"Don't dream, little princess. I advise you not to have any evil thoughts. The last guide who tried to engrave two S-level sentinels at the same time died because he couldn't withstand the energy of the sentinels."

Lu Zhizhi was seen through by him, but she didn't feel guilty. She said with a little regret: "Is it impossible? Does it mean that once I engrave a sentinel, I have to be bound to him for life?"

Feng Heng was so angry that his teeth ached. He gritted his teeth and said, "No. You want him or me, choose one."

"Huh? Who?" Lu Zhizhi didn't follow his train of thought because she was still thinking that the guide couldn't imprint two sentinels at the same time, which was too inefficient.

Suddenly, Feng Heng pounced on her like a vicious dog and pressed her to the ground. He gnawed her earlobes and lips with his fangs, and not satisfied, he half-bite her collarbone, leaving marks.

Lu Zhizhi had her hands held down by him. She struggled a bit at first, but later, she couldn't fight him off anymore and just lay down.

Realizing that she was no longer resisting, the man's biting action, which was like venting anger, gradually turned into a gentle kiss. He unbuttoned her collar with his teeth and kissed every inch of her skin that he had just bitten red with his lips.

Feng Heng supported himself on her sides with his hands, not pressing all his strength on her, but the distance was very intimate.

Even though his eyes were complex and fierce, every movement of his hands on her body was extremely gentle and careful.

Lu Zhizhi's forehead was sweating and her eyes started to get wet because of him. Feng Heng wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head away. However, the man was still searching for her lips absentmindedly.

"Sentry Feng Heng, the time for today is almost up."

Hearing her businesslike tone, the man felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck. The veins on his neck bulged out in pain, and his whole body was steaming and flushed.

Lu Zhizhi didn't care whether he agreed or not and directly withdrew from his spiritual sea.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Feng Heng buried his head in her chest, his broad shoulders drooping and his back rising and falling due to his panting.

She tried to push him, and this time she pushed the man away easily. She saw that the corners of his eyes and neck were flushed, especially his already large chest muscles, which were now even more swollen due to the congestion, making him look very sexy.

Lu Zhizhi jumped off him and saw that he had woken up, with hatred in his eyes for her.

She shrugged. "I told you, I'm C-level. Don't expect me to give you a good experience."

Lu Zhizhi had no idea that if her behavior was posted on the Sentinel forum, she would undoubtedly be considered a scumbag guide.

Doing half of the purification is like taking off your pants and saying you don’t want to do it anymore.

But the key is that you can't do anything to her, because the sentinels have never had a say in front of the guide. If the organization knew that the purification just now was led by Feng Heng, he would undoubtedly be held accountable and put in solitary confinement.

Feng Heng sat on the chair and confronted her in silence, trying to suppress his anger and swallow his anger.

There's nothing to be done about it. Since he was the one who coaxed Lu Zhizhi into engraving the mark first, he is essentially not in the right.

But he didn't expect that this little girl looked innocent and gullible, but in fact she was very opinionated and knew exactly what she wanted. If her expectations were not met, she would be an ungrateful person who would "walk away" at any time.

Fortunately, Lu Zhizhi still had basic professional ethics. She casually tapped the spiritual thread into Feng Heng's brow, which gave his restless heart a little relief.

"Okay, let's call it a day. Sentinel Feng Heng, remember to give me a five-star rating when you go back."

The man stood up, approached her, stared at her red lips with his gray eyes, and whispered: "I'll give you a hammer."

Lu Zhizhi puffed up her cheeks and muttered, “It’s all about work, is it necessary to be so angry?”

Feng Heng picked up a strand of her hair, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then said viciously, "There is a long way to go, Guide Lu, one day you will know that I am the right choice for you."

Lu Zhizhi saw Feng Heng off, tidied up the table and prepared to go back, but she always felt a little cold on her back.

She looked around the room. It had four white walls and was very private. She was the only one there.

“It’s really weird”

She walked out muttering, and after locking the door, there was a tremor in the air near the wall. A tall man hidden in a cloak showed a pair of emotionless eyes, watching Lu Zhizhi's back as she walked away. Next to him stood Jiashi, and the two of them recovered from their invisibility.

"See how sweet she is. Hector, are you attracted to her?"

Hector said nothing.

Jiashi looked at the chair darkly, "Let's join forces and eat her."

(End of this chapter)