In the past three days, Xue Wuwo has been in a very mysterious situation. He seems to be a bystander of his own memories, watching his little self practicing sword in the ice and snow, and his master is also his father. Kicked down, his eyes were more indifferent than ice and snow.
'If you can't become number one in the world, there is no need to live. '
'No desire, no emotion and no self, your name will be changed to Xuewuwo. '
'I will watch you from the ground', his master was still tugging on his sleeve before he died, 'If you can't become the best swordsman in the world, I won't die with peace! '
He is a sword without ego.
He has nothing but endless challenges and killings, and he must strive to be number one in the world if he is alive.
He was really tired, but he didn't want to die.
Probably because I don't want to meet that person in the underworld.
"The secret method of the living dead?" Mo Xiao asked, staring dumbfoundedly at Yukina who had found him, flipping through the booklet that Yukina gave him, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Lin Pian, who came in from the door, saw the tall swordsman so frightened that the golden needles in his hands dropped, and was driven out by Mo Xiaowen who yelled.
Xue Wuwo looked at Mo Xiao quietly and asked, "I can pay you."
Mo Xiaowen closed the booklet, frowned and said, "This secret method of the living dead is too vicious, so I'm sorry."
The secret method of the living dead can stop one's pulse and breathing, just like life stops, but the terrifying thing about this secret method is that although you look like a dead person, your five senses still remain, and you are living soberly in endless loneliness. Is this secret technique of the living dead intended to torture people
Xue Wuwo repeated: "I can pay you."
Mo Xiao asked: "No."
Yukinuma took out the scroll from his sleeve.
When the picture scroll unfolded, it was a portrait of Mo Xiaowen's wife, Meng Pu. It was so lifelike, his voice and appearance were so vivid, Mo Xiaowen was immediately infatuated.
The implementation of the secret method of the living dead is complicated. Mo Xiaowen asked Xue Wuwo many times during the preparation, do you really want to be a living dead? Xuewu I have never regretted it once.
That day, Mo Xiaowen finally made all the preparations. Xue Wuwo was standing under the tree with his sword in his arms. Suddenly, something fell from the sky. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, and a child carved in powder and jade fell into his arms. Still sleeping with thumb in mouth.
That child is Meng Letian.
Mo Xiaowen walked out of the bamboo house and saw Xue Wuwo hugging Meng Letian. He was startled. Meng Letian was just naughty. Sneaking a peek at what his father was doing, he never thought that the sun and shade in summer would make people feel sick, so he fell asleep unknowingly.
This answer made Mo Xiao ask for compassion.
There is another flaw in the secret of the living dead. Mo Xiaowen added his own blood as a primer, making Xue Wuwo truly an unconscious "living dead". Without me.
So Mo Xiaowen buried the living dead Xue Wuwo far away from Zhongming Mountain.
Somewhere, there may be fate, Meng Letian's blood accidentally awakened Xue Wuwo, and the improved secret method of the living dead also made Xue Wuwo a blank sheet of paper after waking up.
He was no longer a sword, and briefly became a human being during those days of amnesia, falling in love with the child he had caught fifteen years ago.
Xue Wuwo looked down at Meng Letian, the memories of many years ago collided violently with his touch and feelings during this time, his expression was a little melancholy, Le Tian had never seen Xue Wuwo's expression like this, compared to When he lost the memories of the past, he was even more perplexed, as desolate as the vicissitudes of life.
Han Yue's arm was injured, and she was mad with anger, "Xuewuwo! Stop hugging your men! Kill them quickly!"
Xue Wuwo raised his head, his eyes swept over him, Hanyue's figure jumping up and down immediately froze, the original Yukinuwo was really scary, when he looked at him, the blood in his whole body would freeze, that endless murderous aura People's minds will be shaken by it.
"Don't kill him," Letian grabbed Xue Wuwo by the collar, "leave him alive for interrogation."
Xue Wuwo set his eyes on Meng Letian's face again, with a little tenderness on his face, raised his hand slightly, and the sword stuck in the ground returned to his hand, although he held Meng Letian with one hand, the terrifying However, the suppressive sword energy did not decrease a bit because of this, the sword light flashed, and the few people who were showing off their power just now had all lost their palms, but no one dared to cry out in pain.
"roll."
Everyone endured the pain and ran away without looking back.
Hanyue was happy, and cursed in a low voice: "The sky is full of nets, clean it up quickly, it's dirty to death."
Tie Yueshuang helped Tie Wubu, went up to Duan Shaofeng who was lying on the wall, and beat him a dozen ears left and right, cursing at the same time: "I told you to make my uncle vomit blood!"
I ignored Xue Wu, carried Meng Letian into the intact room next door, and put him on the soft couch to feel his pulse. Seeing that there was no internal injury, I lowered my head and took off his outer shirt. The chest was slightly red, and a vague footprint could be seen vaguely.
Xue Wuwo put down his hand, held the sword silently and walked out again.
After a while, Le Tian heard Duan Shaofeng's scream and Tie Yueshuang's excited applause from outside.
Le Tian: ... Shuangshuang, don't do this.
Xue Wuwo pushed the door in, closed the door gently, still in white clothes and light sword spotless, walked to Meng Letian's bed with strides, and whispered: "Does it hurt?"
Letian said casually: "This little injury is nothing to worry about."
Xue Wuwo lowered his face, his eyes were moist and heavy like clouds soaked in water, he leaned over and kissed Meng Letian's lips, he stood up slightly, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly against Meng Letian's nose, and smiled in Meng Letian's bewildered eyes She smiled, but her expression was melancholy, "You saved me."
"Did you remember everything?" Le Tian raised his hand to gently cup his face.
Xue Wuwo said: "Yes."
Letian blinked, "How about the past memories?"
Xue Wuwo said: "Not very good."
Le Tian said: "Then forget it."
Xue Wuwo whispered: "This is difficult."
Le Tian held his face, raised his head and kissed his lips, and said softly, "I'll accompany you."
Xue Wuwo rolled his eyes, his expression was cold, "You pity me?"
"What? Don't let me be pitiful?" Le Tian caressed his handsome face, "You are so handsome, and you have good kung fu. You are a perfect person, but there are still some unhappy things. I am not handsome enough, but I have kung fu. People who are also sparse, naturally want to take this opportunity to pity you."
More than 20 years of cold memories of killing can't match the smile of this person in front of him. Xue Wu, I don't want to be my former self again. He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against Meng Letian's, and said in a low voice: "I killed many people."
Le Tian's lips curled up, "Oh, I have stolen many things."
Xue Wuwo said: "Some of them are not evil."
Le Tian said: "People are in the rivers and lakes, regardless of life or death, the strong are God's will, their skills are not as good as others, and they have no reason to blame if they die at your hands. Why should you blame yourself for this?"
Xue Wuwo raised his head, with an indelible gloomy look in his eyes, "Because I don't like killing people at all."
"Then don't kill," Le Tian's fingers gently stroked Xue Wuwo's face, with an expression on his face that was so soft that Xue Wuwo was fascinated, "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, the Buddha said so, why can't you Start from scratch?"
Xue Wuwo blinked slowly, "Why do you keep persuading me?"
Le Tian was startled for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he said softly, "Who told me that I am your Meng Lang."
Xue Wu I already leaned over and kissed her.
The taste of this kiss kept pulling him when he was out of his body for three days, and called him back to this world. He once thought that there was no home in the world of Huangquan, but he didn't know that as early as fifteen years ago, under that shaded tree, It is destined that his soul will depend on him.
Le Tian's heart was injured, and the wound was affected in the entanglement, and he let out a soft cry, Xue Wuwo immediately looked up, seeing him frowning and covering his heart, Xue Wuwo said coldly: "I will kill him after asking."
"Didn't you just say that you don't like killing people?" Le Tian put his hands on his ears, his eyebrows curved.
Xue Wuwo said with a sullen face, "If I hurt you, I deserve to die."
The Xue Wuwo who recovered his memory is still a little different, Letian likes him no matter what, he leans up and lightens his brow, "Brother Xue, are you coming?" He has quietly touched Xue Wuwo's belt with one hand.
Yukinuwo whispered: "You were injured."
Le Tian said: "It's okay, as long as you don't suppress it, the sons and daughters of the Jianghu don't care about trifles."
Xuewu, I heard the last eight words, recalled some pictures, smiled slightly on my face, and let Meng Letian's hand slide into his plain white trousers.
As the two kissed, the clothes on their bodies gradually fell off. The outside had experienced a great battle, but at the moment the inside of the house is charming.
The four old men of the 'Tianluodiwang' who were cleaning up outside hurriedly shook their heads and walked away. They really couldn't stand it, what kind of unparalleled swordsmen, they hang out endlessly, how decent is it.
For fear of hurting Meng Letian, Xue Wuwo kept sitting, Meng Letian put his arms around his shoulders and slowly swayed, occasionally raised his head, glanced with blurred eyes, Xue Wuwo lowered his head and gave him a lingering deep kiss.
This is their second time making out, compared to the first time, Meng Letian, who experienced Xuewuwo's "die again", seemed to let go a lot, and acted happily on his own, causing Xuewuwo's eyes to grow. With the hook, he cut Meng Letian's flesh layer by layer, holding Meng Letian tightly so that he would not fall down because of the softness.
Le Tian really ran out of strength, and with his little strength, he couldn't accomplish anything, so he put his arms around Xue Wuwo's neck, and gasped softly: "Brother Xue, come..."
Xuewu I heard him called 'Brother Xue' for the first time, and I felt my heart go numb. I lowered my head and kissed him heavily before saying in a hoarse voice, "Get down, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Le Tian obediently got up slowly, knelt down on the soft couch, looked back at Yukino with watery eyes, and softly called: "Brother Xue..."
With this sound, Xuewu and I will obey him.
The two had been entangled until midnight, Le Tian didn't care about the skin trauma, and had a good time with Xue Wuwo until he had a good time, still hugging Xue Wuwo's strong arm and cheek, "Brother Xue, you Will it die again?"
Xue Wuwo hugged him, looked at him intently, "No more."
"Do you want to take a breath?" Le Tian suddenly thought, leaning on his neck that had been gnawed red and stained.
Xue Wuwo leaned over and kissed his neck lightly, "No need."
He didn't know what Mo Xiaowen did. In short, he didn't desire Meng Letian's blood so much now, what he longed for now was replaced by something else.
Xue Wuwo turned his face to the side, kissed Meng Letian's slightly swollen lips, stretched out his hand to interlock his fingers, and fixed his eyes on Meng Letian's blushing face.
Letian whispered: "Am I handsome?"
Xue Wuwo pursed her lips and said, "Yes."
In fact, everyone in the world has blurred faces in his heart, it doesn't matter what kind of appearance, he can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, he just hates his own face.
The smile on Yukino's face faded a little.
Le Tian tilted his face and looked at his eyebrows, "Brother Xue, do you know where you look the best?"
Xue Wuwo said: "I don't know."
Le Tian smiled and said, "Eyes."
Yuki no I just smiled quietly.
Le Tian continued: "You have good eyes, so you fell in love with me at a glance."
Xuewu I suddenly remembered that thick shade fifteen years ago, at that time he would never have thought that the child who fell into his arms would fall into his arms in the same way now, Xuewu stretched his arms The man held him in his arms empty-handedly, "Yes."