Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Chapter 119: Furnace Ding

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Ye Yunlan was pinched on the neck and forced to raise his head from the pool of blood, a deep and dark color reflected in his bright golden eyes.

His pupils contracted slightly.

The man who was pinching his neck looked familiar yet unfamiliar. His facial features were as handsome as when he was young, but much deeper, but his eyes were full of viciousness, and his eyes were blood red like lights, like the most vicious evil at the bottom of hell. Ghosts come to the world for their lives.

Crow's long black hair hangs down, and the shadow behind him floats like flying flakes, completely covering the light cast by the night pearl on the dome.

This is the appearance of a complete, monster

"Shen... Shu?" Ye Yunlan struggled to squeeze the words out of his throat.

The strength of the other party's pinching his neck was originally gentle, but at this moment, the slender and pale fingers seemed to tighten uncontrollably.

"Why, Master seems surprised to see me?" he said hoarsely.

Ye Yunlan felt a little hard to breathe, and a little redness appeared on his face.

His black clothes were soaked with blood, and his white, meandering hair stuck to his cheeks, looking awkward and fragile.

The newly born body is extremely weak, and even speaking is a little difficult.

"How did you become... the way you are now?"

The man seemed to have heard something funny, and leaned down, his blood-red eyes pressed very close to his face.

"What do you think, Master?"

The man's hot breath gushed on his cheeks, and his long, dark eyelashes seemed to pierce into his eyes.

"You have left me for more than 30 years. What have I become, is it still worthy of your concern?"

Ye Yunlan was a little dazed.

Thirty years.

He turned out to have been in a coma in Time City for more than a month... What

Shen Shu celebrated his birthday before, and then said goodbye and went down the mountain, as if it was still yesterday.

In a blink of an eye, everything has changed.

Perhaps Ye Yunlan was silent for too long, which made the man a little impatient.

He put his thumb on Ye Yunlan's lips, pressed it down, rolled it around, stared at the pale lips that were bloodshot, and said slowly.

"Master is still the same. If you don't want to say anything, you can say it, if you don't want to answer the question, you can't answer it. After you make a decision, no one can stop it. When you want to leave, you can No? Will tell anyone."

Ye Yunlan frowned at his frivolous toying movements, and wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but his jaw was firmly clamped.

"I have been looking for Master for more than 30 years." He said calmly.

"You said in your letter that you wanted me to travel all over the five continents and four seas, and I have already traveled all over. But I still haven't found your trace."

Ye Yunlan was slightly stunned.

"In the first few years, I tried desperately to find Master alive. Later, as the years passed, I thought, even if I could find Master's body, it would be enough. "

Having said this, Shen Shu smiled.

"I have learned a lot of secret techniques. After the operation, I can make the dead return to the appearance of a living person, can have a living person's heartbeat and body temperature, and even use silk threads to manipulate food, drink, and walk, living in the world like a stranger. The magic of resurrecting the dead has never been found. I have always regretted this."

He crushed Ye Yunlan's thin lips for a while, and said in a low voice.

"But now, I don't regret it."

Ye Yunlan suddenly felt a terrifying danger hit his back.

In the next instant, he was already kissed on the lips by Shen Shu.

A man's kiss is not like his voice is flat, his strength is extremely fierce, and he is also extremely cruel. The back of his head was supported by the man's big palm, the other man's five fingers were inserted into his white hair soaked in blood, and the lip flesh was bitten repeatedly by the other man's mouth, feeling rusty in the sting. Bloody smell.

The saliva flowed down the corners of his lips, Ye Yunlan was almost unable to breathe, and even tears welled up at the end of his eyes.

When he was finally released, Ye Yunlan couldn't say anything. He came out and could only gasp for breath. His lips were as red as crushed peach blossoms, showing moist water.

You Qingying's teardrops slipped down the mole at the end of her eyes, and were slowly wiped away by Shen Shu with her thumb.

Shen Shu looked down at him.

"I'm very happy that Shizun didn't die." He said, "After this time, I won't let you leave again."

He was picked up from the pool of blood by the other party.

The weak body was still unable to move, and the meandering white hair was scattered in the other's arms. The man lowered his head and kissed his cheek, then walked towards the crack.

Ye Yunlan stretched out his hand and grasped Shen Shu's shirt with difficulty.

"Shen Shu."

Shen Shu lowered his eyes and said, "Huh?"

"I said goodbye to my teacher without telling me, it wasn't..." I wanted to leave you on purpose.

However? His words were not finished.

The divine fire, which had lost its seal and suppression, collided in the body. The lack of strength in the still unstable body of the new born was not enough to tame and suppress it. The blood of the divine phoenix prevented him from dying due to the divine fire, but it did not. ? Feel good. Qi and blood were rushing, and the meridians were sore everywhere.

He coughed in a low voice, and blood dripped from the corners of his lips with a golden red sheen. It fell to the ground with a burning sound.

From the palms covering his back, the gurgling spiritual energy poured into his weak limbs.

"Does it still hurt?" Shen Shu said softly.

The temperature of his palm is very warm, and the arms holding him are strong, but there is no expression on his face, and his bloody eyes even look a little empty and indifferent.

Ye Yunlan slowly slowed down.

He raised his eyelashes, and the other person's face was reflected in his bright golden eyes, and suddenly he didn't know how to deal with this man whose temperament had become very unfamiliar in front of him.

After a long silence, he whispered hoarsely, "Thank you."

"What's wrong with Shizun? I'm being polite." Shen Shu smiled.

His hair is like thick ink, his eyebrows are sullen and his thin lips are slightly hooked, which does not make people feel that he is happy, only an unspeakable chill and fear grow from the bottom of his heart.

"My life was saved by Master, and Master's kindness to me has never been clear in my whole life."

Ye Yunlan was silent.

"Master is too weak, isn't it good to go on like this?" He stared at Ye Yunlan for a while, and then said softly.

A dark shadow poked out from behind him, gently pushing away the white hair that was scattered on Ye Yunlan's cheeks.

There was a little bit of brilliance in his blood-colored eyes.

Like tenderness, like pampering.

With a little cruel anticipation.

he said.

"So, when we go back, I will be the cauldron of the master, and make up for the body of the master, okay?"