Chu nightning did not confirm the matter of stepping on the immortal emperor, and did not say much.
In fact, the uneasy look on the face of the ink is the best answer, and nothing else needs to be asked. What's more, he was extremely tired at the moment, and his mind was numb after being hit one after another.
After a long time, he broke away from the arms of the burning ink and slowly got up. He didn't go to see the ink burning, closed his eyes, and then opened his mouth, but his voice had a chilling calm. "I want to go to the cave," he said.
"… "
"Since the other me has bothered to set up this game, I want to go and see."
"...You know the truth, will you hate me?" It was almost a childish question, but Mo Ran still asked, and after asking, he murmured, "You will hate me."
Chu nightning's eyes moved slightly, and finally turned around and looked at him: "Treading Immortal Emperor... What did you do?"
He didn't ask "you", he used Immortal Stepping Emperor.
Mo Ran felt a lifeline because of this title, but this lifeline was too slim. On the one hand, he wanted to hold on to it, but on the other hand, he was frightened.
Chu nightning's lips moved slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"kill?"
The ink burns and does not answer.
"Slaughter the city?"
The ink burned and closed his eyes, still silent.
Chu nightning thought of the dreams he had done before, the spring dreams that he once thought absurd and ambiguous, and the words and behaviors of the man in the Dragon Soul Palace to himself. He couldn't ask, and finally said, "What about me? What am I by his side?"
My Adam's apple rolled, trying to answer, but couldn't.
The ink burned and ran away for so long. If the Internet does not leak today, he feels that he is a sinner standing on the torture platform to die. He knelt on the ground and could see the shadow of the executioner raising his knife.
When does the head fall? When does the head fall...
He suddenly didn't want to wait any longer, and he didn't want to run away. The process of waiting for the knife to fall was too long.
The ink burned and opened his eyes and said, "Go into the cave."
His fingertips moved, as if he wanted to hold Chu Wanning's hand, but in the end he hung down, only rubbed the corner of his clothes and walked in front.
Before stepping into the cave, he hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and grinned at Chu Wanning.
"Master."
Chu nightning looked at him, and the man suddenly smiled so brightly and so warmly. It seems that all hope and happiness are squandered at this moment.
No use for the rest of my life.
Chu nightning was suddenly awakened by the stinging pain of this smile. He walked over, but he didn't know what to say. He was confused, so he raised his cold hand and touched the other's equally cold face.
"..." The ink burned for a while, and slowly opened his eyes.
Chu night Ning closed his eyes and sighed, holding the ink and no longer dared to take his hand, like saying to the ink, and saying to himself: "I... I watched you grow into what you are today. Yes. So you, not him."
"You are not the same as Stepping Xianjun."
The ink burned still bent his eyes, and after a while, he smiled, and his throat choked: "Well."
The eyes were wet.
How could it be different.
He is the most evil person in the world, a ghost who escaped from a previous life.
But before everything is over, I can get such an approval, and I think that God really treats him well. No matter what happens to Chu nightning after recovering his memory, he has no complaints anymore.
He closed his eyes, held Chu Wanning's hand, took a deep breath, and walked to the Dragon Blood Mountain Cave.
Once you step in, you can't see everything outside.
The two looked around the cave and found that it was very small, about the same size as the disciple's bedroom at the top of the dead. In this empty cave with four walls, there is only a small case, and on it is a rusted smoker, which is the one that appeared in the picture of guilt. The incense burner swayed the smoke, and the ink burned did not like to smell the incense, but the smell in this stove was not pungent, only a faint smell of Xifu Begonia flowers.
"What spell is this?"
Chu nightning shook his head: "... I don't know. This 'me' is not me today. I may not know some spells that he will learn because of fate. Just like you, stepping on Xianjun may not be clear. Will use willow vines as weapons."
He turned his eyes to the smoke-filled furnace: "Perhaps you have to touch it to identify the person who came?" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and tapped the furnace body with his fingertips, but there was still no movement.
Since the ink burned into the cave, he has been watching Chu Wanning warmly and sadly. Although he does not want Chu Wanning to restore his memory, he still said: "Since it is the illusion left by the 'Master' to the two of us, Maybe it's no use touching it alone. It needs to be told that we're both here."
"… Hmm. Try it."
The two of them touched the fine tangled branches of the incense furnace with their fingers, and the fragrance of the flowers in the cave was instantly fragrant, and the smoke gushed out like a wave, instantly flooding the entire cave, and the five fingers could not be seen. Mo Ran didn't expect the mutation to happen so quickly, and was about to hold the hand of Chu nightning, but the rolling clouds immediately engulfed him.
The ink burned: "Master!"
It was too late, there was a spiritual power in this cloud haze, which was not the same as the normal spiritual core power, but it was extremely pure and powerful. Be in control of yourself. Before he even lost his voice, he tried his best to call out, "Master, how are you?"
Only vague words came out, and then he couldn't move anymore.
The situation on Chu nightning's side is not much different from that of him. He called the name of the ink burning in the fog, and he heard some responses at first, but it soon became a dead silence.
"Ink burning?"
Chu nightning rubbed in the haze, trying to touch the edge, but there seemed to be some kind of magic spell set in the incense burner, which made the space here become infinite and could not touch the end.
"ink..."
Suddenly, the throat suffocated, and Chu nightning, like Mo Ran, was shocked that he could no longer make a sound, and soon he found that he was not only limited by the voice of speech, but also the movement - he could not even control himself. body of. This kind of feeling is like a dream before, in which he is still him, but his actions and speech are no longer free, and he can only watch everything in front of his eyes without making any changes.
His mind that was already messing around couldn't help but become more and more at a loss. If there was something to talk about, wouldn't it be enough to set up a memory scroll? Why to do this.
After a long time, the smoke gradually dissipated.
He opened his eyes and found that the original scene had disappeared, and what caught his eyes was the flickering red candles and the tears. He was sitting in front of a familiar rosewood table. The table was very clean, and there were not too many things on it, and there was a deep mark on the table-that was when he used to make Yeyou God, and he accidentally cut it with a saw blade.
… The cave actually turned into a red lotus water pavilion.
Chu nightning was sitting stiffly, and his body was still out of control. It seems that this is very similar to the fantasy realm of Taohuayuan, the only difference is that he can't control the development of things, he can only stay in it and repeat some past events that have happened.
Why set this spell? In the past life, what do you want him to see, and what do you want him to repeat
It was late outside, and two servants he had never seen were standing behind him, combing his hair.
He was controlled by the illusion, raised his hand, stopped their movements, and said, "Don't comb, I'll do it myself."
The voice fell, only to hear "Bang!", the door was suddenly pushed open, Chu nightning could feel that he seemed very unwilling to see the person who pushed the door, so he just sat in front of the table with his back straight, He didn't turn his head, even closed his eyes.
"Let's all go out."
A familiar voice came from behind.
The two servants immediately put down the combs in their hands and the water basin, with respectful expressions on their faces, and bowed their heads in blessing.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The two attendants went out, and Chu nightning still did not look back and did not open his eyes, but of course he knew who was coming, how could he hear the voice wrong.
Chu nightning has a beast-like alertness. He feels that the person is approaching him, one step or two... Suddenly the breath is on the ears, with a strong alcohol smell, hot and hot.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Mo Ran asked quietly behind him.
Chu nightning heard himself answer coldly: "I'm about to sleep."
"Well... I can see it." Mo Ran chuckled in his ear, "The robe has been taken off, and the hair crown has been removed, so I don't like this suit? This is the best gold used by the people of this seat. It is made of silk and embedded with top-quality jade stones. The things this seat gives you are even better than those given to the queen, so why don't you like it?"
"… "
"Forget it." Without waiting for Chu nightning to speak, Mo Ran said to himself, "Anyway, you don't like everything I give you, and you don't look down on me from the bottom of your heart." He said here, sneered. He laughed, "But so what? Look, you still want to be mine after all."
When the ink burned, he stretched out his hand and hugged Chu nightning into his arms from the back. Chu nightning's body probably couldn't bear such stimulation and anger, and finally opened his eyes, so he could finally continue to watch Clear everything in front of you—
In front of him is a bronze mirror, and the bronze mirror reflects Mo Ran and his figure. The ink-burning golden red dress, wearing a nine-beaded crown, is actually a wedding dress. The man hugged him behind him, leaned his face down, and started kissing his earrings, neck.
Chu nightning trembled slightly, because of anger and because of other things.
"Don't act rashly."
"Oh, don't act rashly, what does the master want me to do?"
The threat was useless, but was ridiculed, Chu nightning had to grit his teeth fiercely: "Nie animal!"
The ink burned and chuckled, but his expression was very obsessed. His handsome face was half-awake and half-drunk sexy, and his lips kept rubbing against Chu's side face, and he muttered in his mouth: "What about the beasts, you see. Now, haven't you been completely... it's all mine... "
I don't know where the murderous intention came from. Chu nightning felt that his body had picked up something from a few times before the case, and he turned towards the back of the burning hand.
The ink burned in pain and groaned.
He took this opportunity to break free and stared angrily at the man in the light.
"Get out."
Chu nightning under the body saw clearly, and what he just used to tie him turned out to be a golden hairpin, which was an ornament when a man got married.
"Tsk..." Mo Ran raised his hand and looked at his bleeding wound, first sneering, then sticking out his tongue, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, licking the vertical and horizontal blood, rolled into the lips and teeth.
There was a crazy light in his eyes, and that lustre was full of animal nature, and for a while, his face was no longer so handsome, but rather ferocious.
"I didn't expect your spiritual core to be abolished, and you can still hurt this seat." The ink burned his lips with blood, and he laughed out loud, "Chu nightning, your claws are sharp, this seat is really small for you."
"… roll."
"Rolling around, do you only say this sentence?" The ink burned down the back of his hand, but he was not in a hurry to bandage, he seemed to enjoy the pain, and his expression was a little perverted and comfortable, "You are so I like to spit at this seat, why don't you say anything in front of the whole hall today?"
"… "
"This seat has blocked your actions, but it has not blocked your voice. You can shout angrily and let this seat not touch you." Mo Ran walked towards him again and stood a short distance away. Ding, grabbed the wrist of Chu nightning holding the hairpin, and the force was so great that the twist was amazing.
He grinned, bloodshot between his teeth.
"But what you did was to use the shower water to wet half of the sleeves of the robe when the curse of both hands was released."
The ink burned for a while and laughed out loud: "Master, since you are so angry. At that time, why didn't you call?"
"You... shameless!"
"This seat is shameless, but who is the gentleman? Xue Meng? I sent him an invitation to the banquet today, but he himself does not want to come. If he comes, what do you want?" Mo Ran chuckled. , "Are you going to ask him to take you away when you are in the church?"
Although Chu nightning, who was caught in this recovery scene, still heard the fog in the clouds, but his body obviously understood the words of the ink burning, and he hated the silver teeth to bite and was unwilling to speak.
Mo Ran looked at him with anger, and suddenly stretched out the tip of his blood-stained tongue, turned his face sideways, and licked his auricle lightly.
"…!"
"Chu nightning, do you know when you are the most irritable? It's when you stare at me with this kind of resentment and anger." He grabbed his hand and went down, "I don't believe you touch it, yes Isn't it very hot? Shizun, Elder Yuheng, Master Chu—" One title was more respectful than the other, but in the end it was full of wetness.
"Look, it really wants you."
"Get out!"
"This sentence, you have almost said it for the third time." Mo Ran saw him like this, and the maliciousness in his eyes was deeper, "Today is a happy day for this seat, climb to the top, and marry a beautiful wife and concubine... This seat Even let the queen come to accompany you. Why are you still so fierce."
He paused, soaked in obvious malice, and finally came up with two words:
"Concubine Chu?"
"!!"
The night of Chu in the body is like being killed by thunder, and his body is not much better. He seems to be disgusted by these two words to the extreme, and the whole person is constantly shaking.
But the ink burned and laughed, and his eyes flashed: "What's the matter? This seat calls you like this, you can't speak happily? Anyway, I have slept with you for so long, if you are a woman, I am so ignorant. Playing endlessly every night, I am afraid that I have already conceived before marriage and gave birth to a child for me. If this seat does not give you a name, how can I be so embarrassed to let you serve you in bed in the future? This seat is not a problem. Reasonable people, hahahaha."
Under the anger of Chu Wanning, he couldn't say a word, and his eyes were black.
Could this anger and disgust belong to this body
The controlled body and the free soul are strongly disgusted. Chu nightning is almost disgusting, and it is also unbelievable.
Stepping on the Immortal Emperor…
The ink of the past life burns.
What have you done? !
madman! madman! ! !
The ink burned enough to laugh, and suddenly grabbed the chin of Chu nightning, kissed it ruthlessly, and his mouth was full of blood. Push down, then lean over—
Chu nightning closed his eyes and trembled.
The hot and strong male body was pressed down like a rock, pressing him tightly.
"Do your duty as a servant." Mo Ran said, "You and I are married now, you are my person, and you can't escape."