When Lu Wuming asked such a direct question, Liu Buli was stunned.
His expression became very complicated, and after a long moment of awkwardness, he managed to force a smile and cleared his throat, saying, "Wuming, we're still in the secret realm. There are no houses around, and we're sleeping under the open sky. Others might pass by. Doing those things is really inappropriate, don't you think?"
Lu Wuming's eyes were as red as fresh blood as he stared at Liu Buli's cheeks. He said nothing, but the meaning in his eyes was clear enough not to require further questioning.
Liu Buli became even more nervous.
He took a small step back, and before he could even speak, he was pulled back into that warm embrace.
Lu Wuming lowered his head and gently kissed Liu Buli's forehead. Even with such a simple touch, Liu Buli could clearly feel how scorching hot Lu Wuming's breath was.
It was so hot that he felt scalded, and his cheeks instantly turned even redder.
Reaching out to push the man in front of him away, Liu Buli, with teary eyes, struggled to say, "Wuming, calm down a little. When we get back, I promise to reward you properly. You can have as much reward as you want, so please don't..."
"No," Lu Wuming interrupted Liu Buli firmly. His voice sounded a bit hoarse. He said, "Master, you were the one who told me to kill those monsters. You were also the one who told me to absorb so much resentment and malevolent energy. Wuming did as you said, and now Wuming is suffering like this. Are you just going to leave me like this, Master?"
Lu Wuming's voice became increasingly agitated. He seemed to be losing control, and his hands, which were around Liu Buli's waist, slowly moved downwards, finally resting on a familiar, round part.
His throat bobbed, and Lu Wuming swallowed audibly, without any pretense.
What the man was thinking was very clear, and he was expressing it very well.
Liu Buli leaned into his embrace. After struggling for a while, he finally clenched his fists, buried his head in the man's chest, and replied in a muffled voice, "Wuming, this is the first time you've absorbed so much resentment at once, so there might be some side effects. Master understands. But you can't do this again in the future, at least not when we're outside. This place is too dirty, I don't like it, so..."
"I can make Master not feel dirty. If anyone dares to pass by, I will kill them, gouge out their eyes, cut off their ears, so they can't see or hear anything. No one will know what we did, and no one will be able to sense it. Then Master won't mind, right?"
Lu Wuming's voice was deep and pleasant.
However, the content of his words was ultimately chilling to hear.
Liu Buli opened his mouth, feeling the need to correct his disciple's train of thought. But this action was mistaken for an invitation. Lu Wuming's eyes glinted with a deeper smile, and he lowered his head to kiss his lips.
Liu Buli had completely given up resisting, prepared for what was to come. He casually extended his arms and wrapped them around the man's neck.
Lu Wuming was indeed going mad.
But even in his madness, he was still clear about what his Master liked and disliked. For instance, now, Lu Wuming used his water-attribute cultivation technique to create a huge water bed, undressed Liu Buli, and let him lie comfortably on it.
Liu Buli glanced at the gathered clear water beside him, feeling a mixture of amusement and helplessness. He said, "Wuming, Master taught you these techniques, not for you to use them like this."
"Then how am I supposed to use them?" Lu Wuming murmured, his crimson eyes darkening slightly. He stared into Liu Buli's eyes. Liu Buli knew that no matter what he said now, his disciple would essentially not be listening.
Since that was the case, it was better not to say anything more.
He smiled gently at Lu Wuming and finally remembered to remind him. He said, "Wuming, although I'm agreeing to this this time, you must know that it's a choice made out of desperation. So, control yourself a little, otherwise, I can guarantee that I will absolutely not allow there to be a next time!"
He said it sternly.
However, to the current "mad dog," this was just a warning that went in one ear and out the other, completely disregarded.
Despite that, Lu Wuming nodded in response to Liu Buli's words and softly replied, "Okay."
For the next period of time, Liu Buli relaxed himself, and Lu Wuming kissed his lips again.
The corpses and blood of the monsters were still around, and they were only about ten meters away from that terrifying area.
Under these circumstances, with no proper cover, he was actually doing this with Lu Wuming. Liu Buli felt that he must have gone mad.
But so what if he had gone mad?
This was his most beloved foolish disciple.
The warmth in his heart grew stronger, and when Lu Wuming held him tightly, he surrendered himself completely. In his heart, he told himself that this was actually quite good.
Of course, this was his thought before his consciousness faded.
...
Liu Buli could no longer say how long this impulsive act lasted. In any case, the entire secret realm was in a dim and unclear state, like the time of dusk before sunset. They could vaguely see their surroundings, but that was all.
Without the sun rising and setting, there was naturally no strong alternation of light and shadow. Because of this, every time he asked Lu Wuming if a long time had passed, the other would quietly reply, "The sun hasn't set yet. Only a few hours have passed."
How could it only be a few hours?
Liu Buli would swear on his old back that it couldn't have been less than three to five days. Unfortunately, their "big dog" had gone mad and was not as docile and obedient as usual. It was as if he was possessed. Even when Liu Buli cried out and begged Lu Wuming to stop, the latter remained deaf to his pleas, ultimately causing Liu Buli to lose consciousness and fall into a deep slumber.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but after he lost consciousness, he felt that the other party still hadn't stopped.
The promise of a docile and cute big dog was all lies.
When he went mad, he was clearly more terrifying than anyone else.
Liu Buli regretted it in his heart. At least in this regard, he had misjudged him...