Phoenix Top and Dragon Bottom Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Hearing About the Demonic Moon Again

As Long Qinghan gazed at the empty stable, his astonishment caused his lips to slightly part. A gust of wind whistled by, rustling the leaves on the ground, creating a hushed shushing sound that emphasized the desolate stillness of the place.

“Where is my horse…” Long Qinghan murmured in bewilderment.

“Heh, right here.” A mischievous voice came from behind him. Long Qinghan turned around in surprise and saw Feng Xuanyang, wearing a light smile, leading a…

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“Indeed, not bad at all,” Long Qinghan trembled with anger. He took a deep breath and shouted, “But this darn thing is a donkey!”

“Ah!” Feng Xuanyang’s lips parted in surprise. He pointed to the donkey and said, “Qinghan, are you saying this is a donkey?” After observing it for a while, he shook his head and continued, “Doesn’t look like it. Look at its pointed face and round hindquarters. No matter how you look at it, it’s a horse. Even though it’s a bit shorter, its speed is quite impressive. I even tried it just now, and this horse runs really fast.” He patted the donkey’s head, nodding. “See, even the horse seems to agree with me.”

Even Long Qinghan, who was usually composed, was now infuriated. He closed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, “And where is Long Mo?”

“Long Mo?” Feng Xuanyang raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you send him back to Tianjian Sect?”

Long Qinghan clenched his fists, his voice trembling with frustration. “When did I ever ask Long Mo to return to Tianjian Sect ahead of me?”

Feng Xuanyang raised his index finger as if recollecting. “You mentioned it in your sleep last night.”

“…” The corners of Long Qinghan’s mouth twitched. He glared fiercely at Feng Xuanyang’s smiling face and turned to leave, brushing his sleeves.

“Qinghan, where are you going?” Feng Xuanyang asked in confusion.

Long Qinghan’s steps faltered, and he said coldly, “To find the innkeeper and buy a horse.”

“Huh?” Feng Xuanyang was puzzled. “Do you have money, Qinghan?”

“Why wouldn’t I…” Long Qinghan waved his hand dismissively, reaching into his pouch to take out some money. However, after searching for a while, he couldn’t find anything. His face turned pale in an instant.

Feng Xuanyang, wearing an evil grin, said, “Oh, did I forget to mention that I didn’t have enough money to buy this horse? So, I took some from you. Tsk tsk, I didn’t realize your pockets were so shallow. Just a few taels of silver, and it’s all gone.”

“…” Long Qinghan’s jaw dropped as if it was about to detach. He glared at Feng Xuanyang fiercely, then closed his eyes and roared loudly, “Feng… Xuan… Yang!”

Feng Xuanyang reached into his ear, then grinned, “Ah—my hearing is still good. There’s no need for you, my lady, to call so loudly. Otherwise, others might think I didn’t satisfy you last night.”

“…” Long Qinghan decided he wouldn’t waste any more words on Feng Xuanyang.

And so, with no money left, Young Master Long had no choice but to reluctantly ride the “Divine Steed” together with Sect Master Feng…

However, “Giddy up, giddy up,” Feng Xuanyang lightly flicked the reins and even shifted his body forward to urge the donkey to move faster. But the donkey just snorted a few times and continued to plod along slowly.

“Sect Master Feng, is this the so-called divine steed you were talking about?” Long Qinghan, who had been holding his frustration in for a while, finally couldn’t help himself and spoke up.

“Huh? How strange,” Feng Xuanyang scratched his head. “When I test-drove it, it was quite fast.”

Long Qinghan, seated in front of Feng Xuanyang, was grinding his teeth to dust. Every time Feng Xuanyang intentionally or unintentionally shifted his body, he would inevitably bump into Long Qinghan’s backside. It left him involuntarily imagining some unsavory scenes, making him feel both embarrassed and infuriated.

Feng Xuanyang tried several times, but the donkey remained slow. Suddenly, he realized, “Oh, I know why it’s slow!”

Long Qinghan blinked and blankly followed his words, asking, “Why?”

“Because you’re too heavy,” Feng Xuanyang reached out and pinched Long Qinghan’s waist. The sudden touch made Long Qinghan tense all over. Then, with a sudden move, Feng Xuanyang pointed to an acupoint on Long Qinghan’s body and said, “Let’s do some exercise.”

“Damn it, you scoundrel! Let go of me… Let… Mmm…” But no matter how many words Long Qinghan shouted, they were drowned out by an enthusiastic kiss.

Feng Xuanyang carried Long Qinghan and flew to a dense tree. After undressing quickly and engaging in foreplay, he proceeded directly, thrusting into…

“Damn it… you scoundrel… slow down… damn it!”

Yet, no amount of calling had any effect. The one to be devoured was devoured, and Young Master Long could only blame himself for trusting Sect Master Feng too much.

After their passionate encounter, as usual, Feng Xuanyang fed an unnamed medicine to the dazed Long Qinghan.

After swallowing, Long Qinghan suddenly woke up, “What did you give me to eat?”

Fondly touching Long Qinghan’s face, Feng Xuanyang cooed, “Tsk tsk, Qinghan, your temper is getting worse. It’s a medicine to replenish your vitality, of course.”

Long Qinghan weakly opened Feng Xuanyang’s hand, adjusted his own clothes tightly, and scolded, “Shameless… why don’t you take it yourself?” Originally intended as reproach, due to his weakened state, his tone carried a trace of tenderness, softening even Feng Xuanyang’s heart.

Feng Xuanyang held Long Qinghan in his arms, allowing him to lean against his chest for support. “I have abundant vitality, why would I need to take these?”

Irritated, Long Qinghan struggled, but Feng Xuanyang held him tightly, rendering him immobile. In frustration, Long Qinghan could only bite Feng Xuanyang’s neck.

“Ah—Qinghan, are you looking for trouble?” Feng Xuanyang snapped.

Turning his head away, Long Qinghan ignored him. He had originally thought he would be the dominant one, but surprisingly, he was being suppressed repeatedly. He had even accepted the idea of being in the submissive position in front of the one he loved. However, his thin skin couldn’t bear it. Even if he lost face, it didn’t matter. Yet… he couldn’t help but glare at Feng Xuanyang. The latter’s strength was extraordinary, and his stamina seemed endless. They could go multiple rounds each time, leaving Long Qinghan constantly exasperated. He vaguely remembered that during their first encounter, they had done it a total of seven times.

Though they hadn’t engaged frequently recently, Long Qinghan felt that something was off. Feng Xuanyang’s desires were too strong, and he didn’t seem to worry about depleting his vitality. Moreover, the medicine he fed Long Qinghan—why didn’t he take it himself?

Long Qinghan glanced at Feng Xuanyang with a hint of complexity in his eyes, shook his head, and gave it up. He held onto Feng Xuanyang’s arm, nestled against him, and said, “Your divine steed is down there.”

Feng Xuanyang gently smoothed Long Qinghan’s hair. Surprisingly, he was unusually docile today. “Don’t worry, it can’t escape.”

“Mmm.” Long Qinghan responded softly and let his body relax, his eyes growing hazy as drowsiness set in. “Why am I so tired? I’ll take a nap.”

Hearing this, a strange glint flashed in Feng Xuanyang’s eyes. He smiled tenderly, held Long Qinghan tighter, and gently patted his back, coaxing him to sleep.

After Long Qinghan had drifted into a deep slumber, the tenderness in Feng Xuanyang’s eyes gradually receded. He gently removed Long Qinghan’s clothes, exposing his left shoulder. Gazing at the red lotus mark, his eyes held an indescribable meaning.

After who knows how long, Long Qinghan was awakened by a commotion. He rubbed his forehead and blinked drowsily. “Xuan…”

However, Feng Xuanyang quickly covered his mouth, whispering in his ear, “Quiet, hold your breath.”

Long Qinghan’s eyes widened in alarm, and he woke up instantly, his entire body on high alert as he stared downward.

Feng Xuanyang also looked down, his embrace growing tighter.

Suddenly, several swishing sounds were heard from below, and a black figure rapidly dashed forward, landing silently like a falling leaf. Long Qinghan observed the person’s incredible lightness skill and exchanged a glance with Feng Xuanyang, both recognizing the astonishment and admiration in each other’s eyes. They quickly lowered their heads again to continue observing the situation below.

Following the black figure, footsteps echoed from all directions, converging toward the area. The black-clad person came to a stop just beneath the tree where Feng Xuanyang and Long Qinghan were, because he had to.

Soon, dozens of people emerged from all sides, surrounding the black-clad individual from every direction.

Feng Xuanyang and Long Qinghan exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming serious. The speed at which these people arrived was astonishing, and within moments, they had encircled the black-clad person. This indicated a formidable level of martial arts.

Now, Feng Xuanyang and Long Qinghan could fully observe the black-clad person. Though they couldn’t see his face clearly, they could sense the aura of a master swordsman emanating from his body.

Quietly sharing a look, Feng Xuanyang and Long Qinghan continued to observe. However, in that instant they locked eyes, the black-clad person moved. Without waiting for the attackers to assume their positions, he pointed his toe and swiftly evaded, slashing his sword effortlessly. In an instant, blood splattered as two assailants to his left suddenly had holes in their necks—a single sword thrust through their throats.

But danger was not yet averted. Witnessing the swift demise of their companions, the remaining assailants grew furious and rushed to encircle the black-clad individual. However, he wasn’t one to be cornered. Springing off a tree with remarkable agility, he leaped into the air, shouting loudly. A powerful sword aura swept through, and two more individuals fell to his blade, their throats pierced. Despite the formidable odds, the remaining assailants were skilled, their coordinated attacks precise and efficient, neither too aggressive nor too passive, aiming to take their opponents’ lives.

Amidst the chaos under the tree, Feng Xuanyang gently brushed Long Qinghan’s disheveled hair aside and held him close. Seeing Long Qinghan engrossed in observing the situation below, he smiled, leaning in to peck his face a few times before gently licking it.

Startled by the sudden attention, Long Qinghan’s annoyance surged, and he delivered a punch with all his strength to Feng Xuanyang, who winced in pain and let out a few yelps. Long Qinghan only glared at him but didn’t speak. However, just as they were having this playful exchange, a conversation began under the tree.

“Hmph, you’ve already sustained quite a few injuries. If you want to stay alive, hand over the ‘Demon Moon’!”

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