Xing Yusheng stood up in shock, his reaction was extremely fast, he stretched out his hand and slapped the dancer in the air! But I didn't expect that faster than him was a long sword flying in from outside the hall. Just hearing the sound of "Ding", the sword body burst into dazzling light, and instantly knocked the long sword that was stabbing Mu Changting into the air. !
The dance girl was also hit hard by Xing Yusheng's palm and fell to the ground, spitting blood and dying.
The menacing long sword was stabbed obliquely on the ground, the white gold glazed beads on the fringe of the sword swayed slightly, and the bright sword body reflected the cold light, showing the posture of protecting the master.
Not only Mu Changting was stunned, but almost everyone was shocked by the sudden change at that moment, and kept silent by coincidence.
The scene was silent for a moment, Xiao Yunyang's face changed several times, and suddenly he drew his sword and stabbed at the dancer who was lying at his feet.
The dancer let out a short cry of pain, her eyes widened in disbelief, she stretched out her hand to grab the hem of Xiao Yunyang's shirt, and murmured: "You...why are you..."
Xiao Yunyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and reprimanded loudly: "Dare to assassinate, the crime is unforgivable!"
The blade of the sword stabbed her body hard, piercing deeper, and the dancer fell to the ground slowly, her face was ashamed.
Xing Yusheng stared at Mu Changting with burning eyes, as if he had completely forgotten everything around him.
Xiao Yunyang cupped his hands and said: "Mozun, this subordinate will go and investigate this matter to the bottom, please rest assured Mozun."
When the other two saw that he was about to run away, they quickly took the opportunity to bid farewell, presuming that there was an urgent matter in the domain, and left with their tails between their legs. Who dares to doubt Mu Changting's identity when the Longevity Sword recognizes its master
And looking at the way Mu Changting laughed at Yan Yan at the previous banquet, it was clear that he and Xing Yusheng had abandoned their past and made up. Now that the two of them are together, who would dare to act rashly
The banquet broke up unhappy, and at this time only the two of them stood in a deadlock in the hall.
Mu Changting closed his eyes, took two steps back, stood still for a moment, walked over and pulled out the Longevity Sword, turned around and wanted to go out.
Xing Yusheng's figure teleported in front of him, blocking him firmly, his eyes darkened, and he asked word by word: "I'll ask you again, who are you?"
Mu Changting sneered and said, "You have already made up your mind, why bother to ask again."
He bypassed Xing Yusheng and wanted to walk away, but the man grabbed his wrist when he passed by, and held him tightly like iron tongs. Mu Changting said coldly, "Let go!"
Without saying a word, Xing Yusheng suddenly grabbed him and walked quickly outside the door.
He took big steps and walked very fast. Gu Zilan was originally a young man with a small stature. At this moment, he was almost being dragged forward by Xing Yusheng.
Furious raged to his heart, Mu Changting said angrily, "Xing Yusheng! Let me go!"
Turning a deaf ear, Xing Yusheng dragged him all the way to the door of the main garden, grabbed Mu Changting's body, and dragged the two of them straight to the basement of the study.
Mu Changting didn't know what he wanted to do, but he was extremely resistant to going to the basement again, and he struggled harder.
Mu Changting said angrily: "What the hell are you going to do! I won't go! Get out of here!"
Xing Yusheng turned his head to look at him suddenly, the corners of his eyes were red, as if he could bear it to the limit, there seemed to be a huge storm brewing in his eyes, which would sweep and swallow people in an instant.
Mu Changting was startled, and Xing Yusheng dragged them to the basement abruptly.
With the index finger and middle finger joined together, Xing Yusheng's hand circled lightly in the air, and a black demonic energy struck, binding Mu Changting tightly like an invisible rope, so that he could no longer move an inch.
Xing Yusheng's fingertips slid lightly on his wrist, his air blade was like a knife, and blood gushed out instantly. He seemed to have done this many times, drawing blood arrays on the ground very skillfully.
He walked over, separated Mu Changting and the corpse on both sides of the blood formation, and sat in the center of the blood formation.
Mu Changting's face turned pale, and he roared anxiously and angrily: "Xing Yusheng! Are you crazy! If you waste your heart and blood, you will die!"
Xing Yusheng whispered: "Isn't that just right, one life is worth one life."
Mu Changting closed his eyes, turned his head away with a face full of pain, and pressed his bloodless lips tightly.
Xing Yusheng used blood as a medium to activate the magic circle, just like what Mu Changting saw in the illusion last time, gouging out blood in his heart to feed the gears. The formation was activated, and the wind blew everywhere, making Mu Changting unable to open his eyes.
The gears turned slowly, and Xing Yusheng's face gradually turned pale as if dying, and his whole body trembled violently with pain.
While Mu Changting couldn't understand his terrible attachment, his heart trembled, his consciousness gradually pulled away, a tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye, fell to the ground with a thud, and disappeared without a trace.
When he woke up again, the sun was shining through the window, slightly glaring.
Mu Changting couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. His whole body was so sore that he was about to fall apart, as if he had reorganized himself. He sat up with force, and his slack eyes gradually came into focus.
When he lowered his hand from his eyes, he froze for a moment, then raised his hand abruptly.
Both hands are fair and slender, with distinct joints, and even the thin calluses on his body are shockingly familiar. Mu Changting threw himself in front of the mirror, and the handsome and outstanding eyebrows and eyes of the man were reflected in the brass mirror. When the tempering made him expressionless, there was an aura of calm and prestige in him.
The headache was a bit severe, the spirit was fluctuating, and the spiritual power in the body was also intermittent, as if they were trying their best to reject this kind of resurgence that was against the sky.
Mu Changting took a few steps back, sat down on the bed, and pressed his head that was throbbing with headache, wishing he could grab something hard and smash it on the head! He tried to suppress it forcibly, but it was useless at all. After half an hour of pain like this, the nerve-like pain slowly disappeared.
Mu Changting lay limp on the bed, sweating from the pain.
When he got better, he wanted to go out for a walk, but just as he stepped out the door, he was knocked away by the barrier set up by the door for a few steps without any warning.
Mu Changting froze for a moment, stood there in silence for a moment, and then turned his head with an angry smile.
Naturally, with his current physical condition, it is impossible to break through the enchantment cast by Xing Yusheng.
Xu Shi heard the sound from Mu Changting's side, and Mo Li poked his head out anxiously, watching him afraid to speak.
Mu Changting calmed down and said, "Where's Xing Yusheng? I want to see him."
Mo Li's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "The Demon Lord can't see you now, you should rest here and recuperate. I will tell him when the Demon Lord wakes up."
Mu Changting grasped his key words at once, frowned and said, "His...how is his health?"
Li Li still shook his head, but choked with sobs and said: "I don't know, the Demon Venerable was covered in blood when he came out, and he has been in a coma for many days. Lord Snake Ying has been by the Demon Venerable's side all the time, but he was only sleeping, what? Neither. In short, the situation is not good. Gu Zilan is also unconscious, and I don't know what to do now... "
Since Snake Ying can stay with him all the time, it proves that Xing Yusheng can still be saved, otherwise Snake Ying would be more anxious than Li Li to go out to find a solution based on the blood contract relationship between them.
Mo Li stared at him with wide eyes, looking hopeful.
Mu Changting couldn't lose his temper with this kind-hearted little monster, so he could only comfort him: "It's okay, Snake Gall will save him, don't worry."
Weakly waving his hands, Mu Changting let him go down, while he lay back on the bed, and fell asleep again in a daze.
The boring days under house arrest lasted for another three days, and Mu Changting never saw Xing Yusheng. Fortunately, the feeling of headache is getting shorter and shorter as the days go by, and now I only feel the throbbing pain in my head occasionally. But the strange thing is that the spiritual power in his body has not stabilized, and it still disappears from time to time.
That night, Mu Changting rested early and had a dream.
The scene in the dream was mottled, and he seemed to have returned to the past in a trance.
At that time, the master was still there, so he stood in front of him and told him gently: "Chang Ting, your junior brother has deep obsessions, and your inner demons are rooted in you. You must take good care of him, and don't let him go astray."
When he was young, he smiled and answered quite readily.
When the scene changed, it was Xing Yusheng who mistakenly thought that he had entered the Realm of Void Heaven, and trespassed into the forbidden area to save him, and was imprisoned in a dungeon for three full months.
At that time, he would pick up books from Cangshu Pavilion every day and visit Xing Yusheng in the dungeon.
Thinking about it now, Xing Yusheng, who was still a teenager at the time, was indifferent and alienated, but there was something cute in it. Knowing that he was going, he always waited there early, and when he saw him, his usually indifferent eyes would light up slightly.
After hating him, the details that were deliberately forgotten were magnified infinitely in the dream at this time, almost making Mu Changting forget Jin Xi He Xi at once.
There was a seemingly nonexistent pressure on his lips, and Mu Changting woke up in a haze.
He opened his eyes, his expression was a little dull, Xing Yusheng backed away slightly, his lips parted, and as their breaths intersected, the two of them looked at each other quietly in the darkness.
Mu Changting called out in a low voice: "Junior Brother..."
This sound was like a prairie fire, Xing Yusheng's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head suddenly, and kissed her deeply.
The tip of her tongue nimbly pried open his lips, and Xing Yusheng kissed aggressively and eagerly, sucking vigorously on Mu Changting's soft tongue that kept shrinking back and forth. The heartbeat was as loud as a beating drum, and her breathing was fast and hot. Xing Yusheng held Mu Changting's hands that kept pushing and pressed them to the top of his head.
At this moment, Mu Changting was completely awake, and he let out a low groan from his nasal cavity. He tried to turn his head away, but Xing Yusheng chased him so closely that there was almost no room for him to refuse. As if wanting to pour all the yearning and deep affection into this kiss.
This is not the cold and stiff Mu Changting lying beside him, but a living Mu Changting with flesh and blood.
Xing Yusheng kissed so passionately that he wished he could eat people and imprison them in this world forever.