The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

But after a few laps outside the red lotus water pavilion, Mo Ran calmed down and did not do such crazy things.

Too dangerous.

This is the first time he has practiced Zhenlong chess, and he has never tried its effectiveness.If you act recklessly against the first grandmaster, I am afraid that your life will be too long.

So after hesitating again and again, Mo Ran still controlled his impulse, and he left the red lotus water pavilion.After some deliberation, he finally chose to hit the two Zhenlong sunspots on the two young juniors who were at the peak of life and death - he needed many experiments, and picking the young ones with unstable foundations was the safest choice.

It was a cool night, the night shrouded the top of the mountain, and Mo Ran shot very fast. Seeing the two young men who were still competing by the river just now, he was so nervous that his hands were shaking , the pupils shrink small.The moonlight shone on his pale face, he pursed his lips, moved his fingertips slightly, and walked out.

It was the first time he used this heinous forbidden technique, and he was excited and nervous.

"Wow—"

The two men suddenly knelt down, but Mo Ran was like a frightened bird, like a murderer who had just killed someone. A little trouble would kill him. He immediately hid in the bushes next to him, and his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

Bang bang bang.

After a long delay, he saw the two people kneeling on the spot so stiffly, motionless, his beating heart finally calmed down slowly.

His underwear was drenched with cold sweat, and his scalp was numb.

He goes out.

Standing under the moonlight again, beside the gravel on the river beach.

This time he was finally calmer than before, although he still didn't dare to breathe, cautiously like a slippery snake hissing and swimming out in the night.

Mo Ran looked down at the two juniors.

The two people who were still joking around just now had no color on their faces, they were as calm as stagnant water, kneeling motionless on the ground, Mo Ran stared at them, they didn't look up, they just knelt like this.

"..."

Mo Ran tried to move his fingertips again to activate the spell.

The two seniors knocked down, then got up, turned their eyes, and in those two pairs of dark eyes, Mo Ran saw his own reflection.

The reflection will not be too clear, but for some reason, the ink burns and feels that he can see it clearly, and the autumn will appear, and the water will not leak.

He saw a pale ghost with red eyes against the full moon.

Mo Ran heard his own voice, trembling, hoarsely tentative: "Report your name."

Those who answered him were the calm voices of the two Gujing Wubo: "I can't help myself."

Mo Ran's heart was beating violently, the blood was flowing freely in his body, his Adam's apple was throbbing, and he continued to ask in a low voice: "Where are you?"

"It's not up to me."

"What evening is this evening?"

"It's up to me how old I am."

For the low-level sunspots successfully controlled by Zhenlong Chess Game, there will be three things that I can't control: why I can't control my name, I can not control where I am, and I can not control what year it is.

——All determined by the owner.

This is exactly the same as what is recorded in the fragmented ancient books.

The ink burned, and it was strange to say that when facing the two chess pieces made by himself, what he felt the most was not ecstasy, but fear.

What is he afraid of?He didn't know, but his heart was very chaotic, very chaotic.

He knew that he was standing on the edge of the precipice—no, he had fallen off the precipice, and there was darkness below, an endless abyss, and he could not see the end, where death was, where was the end, where was fire, where is the end.

He felt as if there was a soul in his body screaming and screaming in pain, but it quickly shattered, shattered into powder, shattered into residue.

Trembling, he reached out and touched the cheek of one of the chess pieces.

He swallowed, but there was no saliva in his mouth, his lips were chapped, his handsome face was twisted, he stared at the little junior, and then asked the last question: "What do you want?"

"What I want is to be a king's pawn, to be smashed to pieces, and I will not hesitate."

"..."

The ink burns no longer.

Everything around suddenly became very quiet, cold and quiet, like ice.

He made two chess pieces, two pieces, which made the two little juniors whose names he didn't even know became his puppets on strings.If he wants them to go east, they won't go west; if he wants them to kill each other, they won't let it go.

He is their master.

Zhenlong Chess is the worst at controlling living creatures, and the strongest at controlling living people.

Mo Ran's spiritual power is naturally domineering and fierce, and he is very talented in this. For the first time, he made a chess piece that could control two living monks, although they were only two young and just-introduced monks.

After the initial fear, Mo Ran suddenly felt extremely exciting and extremely excited.There seemed to be a grand picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of his eyes. On it, there were sensuality, beauty and flowers, everything was held in the palm of his hand, and everything was his.

He can hold tightly to what he loves.

Anything he hates can be ground into powder.

Mo Ran was very excited, his heartbeat was still fast, even faster, but not because of panic, but because of excitement, Zhenlong chess game!Three Forbidden Techniques!

Sneaky, failed thousands of times, but he finally did it...he finally succeeded...he did it wonderfully.

The whole world will be in his pocket!

With these sunspots, he can do many things that he couldn't do before. He can make his minions from Mobei to Jiangnan!

The eyes are colorful and extremely gorgeous.

It seems that everything can be done, everything can be done, he...

"Ink burning."

Suddenly a familiar deep and cold voice interrupted him.

Like a basin of cold water, those Zhulou towers collapsed in an instant, and he seemed to fall from the clouds to the cold ground, falling back into the oppressive reality.

Mo Ran slowly turned his head, his eyes were scarlet and ferocious, facing the moonlight, he saw the cold man in white standing on the gravel.

"..."

He has never had any time, and he does not want to see Chu Wanning more than at this moment.

"what are you doing here?"

Mo Ran's hands clenched into fists, pursed his lips, and did not answer immediately.

There are still two Zhenlong chess pieces standing behind him, and they are not perfect. If Chu Wanning takes a closer look, he will definitely find something strange, then everything will be exposed.

With Chu Wanning's character, I am afraid that his tendons will be cramped, his legs will be broken, his spiritual core will be abolished, and then the rare books of ancient books that he copied from the forbidden area of ​​the library will be burned.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Wanning frowned slightly, stepped on the sand and gravel with white silk shoes, and took a step forward.

But really, it's just one step away.Then he stopped and looked at the two strangely standing disciples behind Mo Ran.

No longer caring about anything, Mo Ran lightly hooked his little fingertips, but almost used all his will, shouting orders in his heart, and finally made the two disciples move as he wished.

A disciple laughed and said, "This one is too close. I must have thrown it farther than you just now."

"Just blow it up, anyway, you... ah, Elder Yuheng!"

They acted as usual, playing around as before, seeing Chu Wanning, and even stunned for a moment, and then the two saluted Chu Wanning one by one, Chu Wanning looked at them a few times, and felt that there was something wrong, But not so clear.

"Greetings to the Elder."

"Elder Yu Heng."

The two disciples withdrew their smiles, greeted Chu Wanning politely, and planned to leave here with interest.

Chu Wanning frowned, his brows did not loosen, and he kept watching the two chess pieces coming from the river beach, approaching him, passing by the wrong shoulder, and walking towards the bamboo forest... He stared at the two people for a long time, Then he turned his head and turned his eyes back to Mo Ran. Mo Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As a result, the breath was not half relieved, and Chu Wanning suddenly said:

"stop."

"..." Mo Ran's face changed slightly, and the nails had actually pinched red marks in the palm of his hand, but he didn't say anything, he didn't say anything, he quietly observed Chu Wanning's subtle expression, observing Chu Wanning every move.

Chu Wanning said to the two stiff figures: "Come back."

Mo Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet and let the two chess pieces obey the order, and slowly walked back from the end of the bamboo forest, standing in front of Chu Wanning.

The light clouds moved, and the full moon peeked out.

Under the bright moonlight, Chu Wanning stared at the faces of the two disciples, suddenly raised his hand, and covered the neck of one of them with his fingertips.

Mo Ran stared at Chu Wanning's expression closely, calmly, but his heart was beating wildly.

He knew that Chu Wanning must have noticed something was wrong, so he suddenly reached out to check the pulse.You must know that those who are new to Zhenlong Chess can generally only control dead bodies, not living people.Although these two people were made directly from living people, Mo Ran was not sure that he really did it so perfectly. He was not sure if he had killed them instantly when he punched the sunspot into the hearts of the two.

"..."

I don't know how long it took, Chu Wanning finally dropped his hands, then flicked his sleeves and said, "Let's go."

Mo Ran only felt that the knife hanging on his neck moved away - Chu Wanning didn't notice it.The sky has eyes, making him live under the nose of Chu Wanning.

When the two disciples left, Chu Wanning glanced at him and said, "It's so late, why are you here?"

Mo Ran said: "Passing by." His tone was very good, and he didn't suddenly have a better attitude towards Chu Wanning because of ghosts in his heart.Or maybe it was his cold and rebellious attitude that made Chu Wanning, who should have been suspicious, pursed his lips and was speechless for a while.

He didn't want to stay with Chu Wanning for a while, looked away, and walked forward.But when he was about to cross shoulders with him, Chu Wanning suddenly said a word, which made him tense up instantly.

"The forbidden area of ​​Zangshu Pavilion, someone has sneaked into it recently."

"..." Mo Ran didn't look back, but there was a thin light twisting in his pupils.

"You should know that there are remnants of forbidden techniques controlled by the ten sects."

Mo Ran stopped, and he said, "I know."

"One of the most important fragments has obvious signs of being flipped."

Mo Ran sneered: "What does that have to do with me?"

He is holding on, he knows that as long as the sky is revealed, and he is interrogated around him, then his sinful deeds and budding demons will be exposed under the eyes of Chu Wanning.

His big dreams, his ambitions, are all over.

Chu Wanning was silent for a moment: "Mo Ran, how long are you going to be stubborn?"

There was a hint of resentment in the voice.

"..." Mo Ran didn't answer, but he could almost predict what would happen next.

Anticipating the flashing golden light from the sky.

It is expected that Chu Wanning will use the face of a gentleman to ask himself why he did such a thing that is not as good as a beast. Anyway, in the eyes of Chu Wanning, he will always be so——

"Do you really know how dangerous it is right now?"

There is no cure.

He still thought about those four words dryly.

Then he turned his head almost in a daze.Looking at the face of Chu Wanning under the moonlight.

His complexion was pale, under his sword-shaped brows was suppressed a faint sense of restlessness, and a pair of penetrating eyes looked at him, but he couldn't see through anything, couldn't see through anything.

"If someone really practices that forbidden technique, it will kill people. You don't sleep at night and come to such a remote place, do you want to die for nothing?"

"..."

Chu Wanning's voice was low, almost biting the root: "So many people died in the battle of the sky crack, haven't you taught you how to cherish your life? Since you know that the fragments of the scroll have been stolen, how can you still sit back and relax!"

Mo Ran was silent, and his dark brown eyes stared at each other.

There was thin sweat on his forehead, and he calmed down slowly at this time, the wind was cold even when it blew.

His body relaxed one by one, and he didn't know what kind of weird feeling filled his heart. At the end, Mo Ran almost showed a smile: "Master..."

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes flickered slightly.

Since Shi Mo's death, Mo Ran never smiled at him again, and rarely called him Shizun.

Mo Ran smiled and asked: "Are you caring about me?"

"..."

The smile grew brighter.

It was as bright as a bayonet knife, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, and sank into the chest with a plop, the blade was covered with blood beads.He slowly opened a mouthful of dark white teeth like a ghost, like the poisonous claws of a scorpion.

"The battle of the sky crack..." He chuckled, "It's great that Master can bring up the battle of the sky crack. It doesn't matter what I learned in that battle. The key is that the master learned to love others." ah."

Seeing the light in Chu Wanning's eyes trembling, trying to stretch, but unable to dodge, there is no way to retreat.

The smile on Mo Ran's face became more and more exaggerated, wanton, and cruel.

He invaded him, bit him, he chewed Chu Wanning's throat, he suddenly felt so happy, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good, great, it's a good business, a book The unknown disciple changed the conscience of Grandmaster Chu, and Grandmaster Chu finally cared about the lives of those around him, Master, I finally feel today that Master Mo died well."

Rao is such a calm and stern person like Chu Wanning, and he trembled slightly in his crazy laughter that was coiled like a vulture.

"Ink burning..."

"Shi Mei died well, it is worth dying, and the righteousness of death is awe-inspiring, and he deserves to die!"

"Ink burning, you..."

stop laughing.

Say no more.

But he couldn't speak, Chu Wanning couldn't speak, he couldn't beg for mercy, he couldn't beg, and he couldn't reprimand this apprentice who was close to madness, saying - you are wrong, it's not that I don't want to save him , I really have no energy.

I also suffered the same injury as him, and if I consume an extra inch of spiritual power, I will become a bone in the grave, a person under the spring.

He couldn't speak.

Perhaps it is because such a confession is too weak.

Or maybe I feel that, probably in Mo Ran's heart, even if my master dies, it is not worth mentioning, and it is not as clear as the most gentle teacher who treats him.

So in the end, Chu Wanning just tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice, squeezed out every word in a low voice, and said, "Mo Weiyu, how long are you going crazy?"

"..."

"Go back to me."

Rage cooks grief, bitter salt in the throat.

"Shi Mingjing's death was not in exchange for a lunatic like you."

"Master's words are wrong." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Master Mo's death, how can I be the one who gets back?"

He is like a snake and a scorpion, like a bee or an ant, gnawing at people's hearts.

"He's dead, and he got it back in exchange, it's clearly you, Master."

The bee stings into the flesh.

Looking at Chu Wanning's pale face, he felt a painful pleasure in his heart.He stimulated him desperately, sarcasm him, and broke his heart, making Chu Wanning feel worse than death.

great.

They go to hell together.

"I also want to go back." Mo Ran smiled calmly, the dimple was deep, and he brewed poisonous wine, "I don't want to wander around in the middle of the night. But my house is opposite his house."

Mo Ran didn't say who it was, he used the word "he".

Among them, the intimacy made Chu Wanning even more tormented.

"The lights in his house will never come on again."

Chu Wanning closed his eyes.

Mo Ran smiled, and after a long time, his expression gradually calmed down: "I want to ask for a bowl of Chaoshou, but I can't ask for it again."

For a moment, Chu Wanning's eyelashes trembled, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But Mo Ran didn't give him a chance to speak out, nor did he have the courage to speak out. Mo Ran ridiculed: "Master, copying hands is something that people in Sichuan are best at doing. Red oil, spicy pepper, and pepper are indispensable." It's all what you hate the most. At the beginning you wanted to cook another bowl for me, and I accepted it. But, I know what you cook without having to taste it. There is only one word to describe it. "

Chu Wanning still didn't open his eyes, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

It seems that in this way, he can avoid the sharp sword of lips and tongue.

"I don't read much. Fortunately, I just heard Xue Meng say it a few days ago. I think it is really suitable to use it in Master's handwriting."

What is it?

In vain?

Vain?

Chu Wanning was chaotically searching in his consciousness, as if he was busy finding a suit of armor, and found the most unpleasant words to pick up first, so as not to be bullied too embarrassingly.

Worthless?

Mo Ran still didn't speak, the word was soaked playfully between his lips and teeth.

Yes, worthless.

Chu Wanning firmly believes that there is no more chilling word than this.

He calms down.

Until he heard Mo Ran calmly say: "Dong Shi imitates."

He opened his eyes almost in a daze.

He never thought that the other party would be so vicious. Under the sleeves of his robe, his hands were trembling slightly.

Kneading dough, seasoning, kneading stuffing...

Facing "Bashu Foodstuffs", I read it word by word seriously, with flour crumbs on my face, and the chao hands that were wrapped from crooked to round and cute.

He has been studying hard and pondering hard.

Just changed those four words.

Dong Shi imitated.

The river beach at night was glowing with silver light, Mo Ran looked at him, Chu Wanning stood there for a while, and suddenly turned and left without saying a word.

For some reason, Mo Ran always felt that on that day, his pace of leaving was a little fast, and he was no longer as calm and steady as before-like defeat, like fleeing.

He didn't know why there was a trace of uncertainty in his heart. He frowned, looked at Chu Wanning's back, and when the back was about to disappear, he finally called out: "Wait!"

The author has something to say: You need to be cautious when fighting dogs, and the attack power is high. It is recommended to form a team.

Stuck in the manuscript, some replies later today are really too late, I wrote 6000 and deleted 4000 for the manuscript after writing today... I am not satisfied with the writing, my brain hurts, I have no energy, I have no energy, I slipped away

[-]: Why do I feel that Zhenlong chess game is a very modern behavior?

[-]:[-]: Let's talk.

[-]: ...Collect all kinds of human and animal figures, and then play house.

3:[-]: Hahahahahaha, so are you an idiot and dead otaku?No wonder you are [-]cm shorter than me! !