The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System-Chapter 110 - Don’t die...

Qingyi just watched from afar as Ruxue finished drying Xia Yunfei’s body, then dressed her in the white, pure, loose-fitting dress he had bought in the system.

The black-haired beauty’s tremors slowed dramatically, but didn’t cease completely.

She had suffered terrible internal injuries and even though the healing pill he had given her was one of the most potent in King Zhenwang’s collection, it still didn’t act quickly enough.

Qingyi was almost certain that the temperatures were already below freezing. If she didn’t wake up soon to control her own Qi and warm up her body, she wouldn’t survive.

After thinking for a few moments, he made a decision.

He took Xia Yunfei into his arms, wrapping her in a blanket he had bought from the system before sitting down by the fire.

Her voluptuous body melted against him as he settled her on his lap.

"Don’t die... Yueli, Elize, all the girls are still waiting for you. Let’s give them a big surprise when we get out of this hellhole..." Qingyi whispered, his Qi spreading across the blanket and forming a protective barrier against the cold. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"You..." Ruxue’s lips opened, but sensing Qingyi’s emotions, she kept quiet.

His touch was intimate, but the desire in Qingyi’s heart was suppressed, leaving only a deep anxiety and concern as he pulled her against him.

"Ah..." Ruxue sighed.

She thought about returning to the sword, but in the end, just sat down next to him.

"What?" Qingyi smiled at Ruxue, raising one of his arms and pulling her to him.

His body was soon enveloped by her huge, heavy breasts pressing against his ribs, while Yunfei’s pressed against his chest.

"Are you going to take her as a woman?" Ruxue asked after a moment’s hesitation.

"Probably... but it depends on her..."

"It depends on her..." Ruxue smiled sarcastically, her voice tinged with a hint of mockery. "As if your lineage wasn’t going to make her get all soaked down there, begging for your cock..."

"It’s not my fault I’m too attractive for my own good, hehehe." Qingyi laughed shamelessly.

His smile soon faded when he felt a pinch in his ribs, making him grunt in pain.

"You dirty bastard!" She cursed, but didn’t move away, snuggling even closer against him.

Even though she was an elemental spirit and not a human, she still felt cold when she was in her physical form.

They remained silent, the black-haired beauty’s sweet, panting breaths the only sound that caressed their ears.

"The monarch of corruption... what was he like?" Qingyi asked, feeling Yunfei’s breathing finally calm down.

"I don’t know... he’d been dead for almost five thousand years when I was born, but his followers still lived on."

"Were they like me?"

"No..." She shook her head. "They had no control whatsoever, like crazed demons throwing themselves at everything in front of them, with no attachment other than pleasure."

"You’re..." She paused, searching for words. "Different."

"Different... huh?" Qingyi sighed, thoughtful.

"Yeah... what?... Disappointed that this is all your wife thinks of you? Fufufu~~"

Ruxue’s sweet, harmonious and seductive laugh echoed around the room, sparking a big smile on Qingyi’s face.

"Your wife?" He gave a mischievous smile. "So you’ve finally fully accepted me as your man?"

"I-" Ruxue opened her lips, but Qingyi didn’t let her answer, sealing her plump, purple lips with a passionate kiss.

"Ugh... what choice do I have?..." She grunted when their lips parted, but couldn’t help cuddling a little closer into his arms, a warm smile playing on her lips.

***

On the surface, things weren’t so optimistic.

The royal family’s palace was gloomy. Heavy footsteps echoed as an aged woman in luxurious clothes paced back and forth in the throne room.

Her long red nails were already short from biting them.

"My queen!" A voice called out to her.

Her eyes sparkled with happiness as a cruel smile took over her thin lips.

"Have the northern lords answered?" She asked anxiously.

In front of her stood an expert of the seventh stage of the Foundation Realm, a tall man equipped with powerful silver armor.

"No, my lady, they...-" The expert hesitated, the smile on the queen’s face disappearing.

"They what?" she asked, her voice filled with murderous intent.

"The Duke of High Stone has declared himself king of the Heavenly Thunder Kingdom. He has gathered a force of fifty thousand soldiers and is marching towards us right now." The expert spoke, swallowing under the deadly gaze of his queen.

"What about the lords of the south?" She asked, but received no response from the soldier.

"What about the east? What about the west? IS THERE NO ONE ELSE LOYAL IN THIS DAMN COUNTRY?" She roared, her Foundation Realm aura exploding, forcing the soldier to his knees.

"We haven’t gotten answers from any of them, my queen, but there are still chances! We have ten thousand royal soldiers in the city and we should be able to gather another thirty thousand before next month!"

"We don’t fucking have until next month!" She cursed, her face contorted with fury as she waved her hands.

"Get out of my face! Make sure the walls are well defended."

"Yes, my queen." The expert prostrated himself before retreating, leaving her alone.

"Ah..." She sighed heavily, sitting down on the throne.

It was her husband’s throne, not hers, but she didn’t care.

She couldn’t shake the hatred she felt towards that bastard. All those problems were solely his fault.

How dare he disappear without saying a word to her and never come back?

She stood up suddenly, her eyes focusing on a figure kneeling in a shadowy corner.

"My queen?" The figure stood up, his voice thick and hoarse.

"Invade the harem! Make sure all those filthy concubines die, then go after their children. There must be no opposition to my sweetie’s ascension to the throne!"

"Yes, my queen." The figure bowed, but before it could leave, it was stopped by a bang.

"What the hell-" The queen ran over to the large glass windows that illuminated the throne room, her eyes widening at the sight of thousands of soldiers surrounding the royal palace.

"The Xiao family’s reign is over! Surrender yourselves and I promise a swift and painless execution!" An expert from the foundation realm roared, and the queen’s heart sank.

Was this truly the end of her family?