Those years when I made five scumbags cry

Late at night, the barren mountain was cold and windy, but the abandoned house lit with a candle was extremely quiet.

Xiao Lu looked at the man he had been waiting for for 300 years. His eyes were covered by his own hands, his clothes were messy, and there was a wound on his neck that was bleeding.

The boy's skin is in stark contrast to the black cloth, and his slightly parted lips seem to be waiting for his next kiss. Everything about him is exactly the same as it was 300 years ago, and even more exciting.

Xiao Lu stretched out his hand to caress his face, thinking that if the world betrays him, so will he, but now the only thing he can grasp is the person in front of him.

It would be great if Hua Heng could justify a single word for what he did, but he didn't even have a single word of justification——

The corner of Xiao Lu's mouth curled up, and then he tore off the messy clothes and covered them up.

The lights flickered, and after losing vision, the five senses should have been sharper, but Chu Yunfei felt that everything around him seemed to be separated by a layer.

Whether it is Xiao Lu's lips or his body temperature, nothing can be transmitted to the body.

He shouldn't have been so silent, but facing Xiao Lu, he didn't know what he could say.

As Hua Heng, he lives and dies for him, everything is a well-written track, and he didn't even think about attacking Xiao Lu 300 years ago.

If it is said that among the five fragments, the person he cheated the most is Di Yan, then the one he has the most clear conscience is Xiao Lu.

Without his spiritual power, his five senses were deactivated. He couldn't taste the taste before, and he couldn't feel the pain now.

There was no pleasure in the body, just being hugged by Xiao Lu like this, rising and falling with his movements, even Xiao Lu's body temperature coming from the palm was weak.

He was conscious, but his body didn't react, like an independent soul imprisoned in this cage.

At the beginning, Xiao Lu was only immersed in the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish. After the enthusiasm subsided, he found that although the person under him was not struggling, his body did not respond from the beginning to the end.

He let go of the person in his arms, and stretched out his hand to cover the unresponsive part in front of him. It wasn't the first time that the two got so close, but Hua Heng didn't respond to him at all, but it was the first time.

Chu Yunfei heard him say in his ear: "You are really ruthless to me."

Xiao Lu looked at the black cloth covering the young man's eyes, and saw that his lips were slightly opened as if he wanted to say something, so he only tightened the arms that were imprisoned around his waist.

As if realizing that he didn't want to listen to him, the boy closed his mouth again and returned to a state of silence.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lu's eyes turned cold.

He was obviously leaning in his arms, with his back against his chest, doing the most intimate thing with him in the world, yet he seemed to be the person farthest from him in the world.

A smoldering look flashed in the eyes of the former emperor, and he pushed the man in his arms onto the bed.

The burning lights cast overlapping shadows of the two on the wall, entangled, but no matter what Xiao Lu did, he couldn't get a heart-warming reaction.

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With no spiritual power and dull senses, Chu Yunfei didn't know when Xiao Lu left and when he untied the cloth strips from his eyes.

By the time he sensed the light coming in from the window, the night was over and it was dawn.

He sat up from the bed, his clothes slipped off his shoulders, exposing his scarred chest.

Xiao Lu was not there, but his hands and feet were still locked by the chains transformed by blood evil spirit, and he couldn't condense any spiritual power.

Xiao Lv is a dragon, and besides the dragon aura, he only has the aura of blood evil in his body, no matter how much he contacts him, he will not be able to absorb spiritual power.Chu Yunfei closed his clothes, thinking that he couldn't take out the lotus seeds now, and how long the white lotus dharma body could last in the low battery mode.

Now it's just the deactivation of the five senses. In the end, I don't know if he can't even lock this trace of soul, making him completely out of his wits.

He sat by the bed, thinking that if he was kicked out of this world like this, and Xiao Lu came back to find him missing, how would he learn the truth from other people that he didn't care about.

The brighter the creature, the more thoroughly it will be soaked after falling into the darkness.

He wants to feel guilty, but Xiao Lv has nothing left, even Chu Yunfei is not too ruthless to take anything away from him.

There was a slight fluctuation in the air, Chu Yunfei raised his eyes to look forward, and saw Xiao Lu's figure appearing in the room.

He was still wearing the black robe, and the hair tie that Chu Yunfei tore off when he left the underground palace was still used to tie his hair.

Seeing that the person on the bed has woken up, and the unlined clothes on his body have been tied up, covering the marks he left on him last night, Xiao Lu showed a smile on his face: "Are you awake?"

The boss watched him put the things in his hand on the table, and guessed that he should have gone to a nearby market.

"Are you hungry?" He sat down by the bed and hugged him onto his lap, "My lord went outside to buy some food for you, I don't know if you like it or not."

As he kissed the young man's lips, he thought of his own imprint on him, and lifted his skirt with his fingertips, touching the warm skin underneath.

"Stay with me even if you're like this."

Xiao Lu saw that the wound he left on the side of his neck yesterday had scabbed over, he just felt that leaving the hickey on the boy's body was not enough, and leaving the cinnabar mole was not enough, he wanted to leave a more eternal mark on it.

His fingertips condensed bloody aura, and slowly pressed towards the boy's heart.

The golden eyes reflected the color of bloody evil, and when the bloody air was about to penetrate into this body, he suddenly woke up, and his eyes sank to remove the evil spirit.

They were trying to influence him again.

Looking at the chains on the person in his arms, Xiao Lu's eyes showed disgust, and he only pulled them hard to remove them. Watching the bloody aura dissipate in the air, he pushed the person back on the bed.

For a few days, Xiao Lu never chained him again, nor did he leave the barren mountain.

There were fewer and fewer fruits on the mountain. There was no animal pollination and there was a lack of fertilizer. The fruits Xiao Lu brought back were getting smaller and smaller. Chu Yunfei couldn't taste the taste, and he didn't raise any objections.

It was night, and the ambiguous sounds that had been ringing in the room for a long time finally subsided again. Xiao Lv pulled away, his eyes flicked over the chapped lips of the young man, so he got up and poured him a glass of water.

After feeding the water, he removed the black cloth from the boy's eyes, and found that he had fallen into a deep sleep, as if he was very tired, so he didn't continue to torment him.

Xiao Lu put on his clothes and saw the fruit on the table. He hadn't eaten food for 300 years.

Standing by the bed for a while, he walked slowly to the table, took one and put it to his lips, bit it down, and his eyes froze.

These fruits look ripe and sweet, but they taste extremely bitter. Hua Heng eats such fruits every day, and he can still swallow them without changing his expression in front of him.

Xiao Lu looked at the fruit he took a bite of in his hand, then turned to look at the person sleeping on the bed, the light in his eyes slowly sank.

When it was dawn, Chu Yunfei opened his eyes as soon as the sky shone in.

He was alone on the bed, Xiao Lu got up at some point, and was sitting in front of the table with a jug of wine in his hand: "Are you awake?"

Chu Yunfei sat up and saw him drinking, but could not smell the aroma of the wine.

After his sense of taste, he also lost his sense of smell. He sat by the bed for a while before going to wash up without any abnormality.

Xiao Li paused while pouring the wine, and when he came to the table, he pushed the other wine glass in his direction.Chu Yunfei looked down and saw that there was already wine in it, probably bought by Xiao Lu when he went out last time.

He picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips and drank it down, and heard Xiao Lu ask: "How is this wine?"

"It's okay." The boss put down his glass and said, "It's just not as far as I brew."

Xiao Lu looked at him, and slowly put the wine glass on the table: "Can't you even feel what you eat every day?"

The boy's fingers trembled, and the next moment he was pushed back from the table to the bed.

Xiao Lu's palm rested on his neck, and the golden eyes of the real dragon stared at him scorchingly, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with your body, why have you become so weak? Did you even fill the glass with water or wine?" I can’t even taste it, no matter how I touch you, your body doesn’t respond—”

As he spoke, his hands moved away from the boy's neck and placed on his chest.

If it wasn't for the sound of heartbeats in this chest, Xiao Lu would almost have thought that the person lying in front of him was already a dead person, which was not at all the same as the original Huaheng.

He didn't die on the battlefield, he was with someone else, and he didn't think of himself for a moment.

But why did he become like this?

What happened to him during these 300 years?

Xiao Lu moved his hand away slowly, Chu Yunfei looked at him, and heard him say: "Let's leave, there is nothing to eat here."

Chu Yunfei said, "I don't need to eat."

Xiao Lu met his gaze and felt a stinging feeling. He is not a human being and does not need to eat, but Hua Heng is.

Even if he has achieved success in practice, he should still eat.

What is he now if he doesn't need to eat anymore, taste nothing, feel nothing when touched?

Xiao Lu didn't want to think about the answer, and didn't care about his words. He just stood up from the bed: "You have no right to refuse, get up."

No matter what is wrong with his body, he wants the people in front of him to survive. 300 years is too long, and he must accompany himself in such a long and endless life after that.

He watched the boy sit up from the bed, and thought that no matter if he hated him or not, he would never leave again.

Xiao Lu stretched out a hand, watched him put his hand in his palm, and then pulled him up from the bed.

He thought that if Penglai could cure Hua Xiao well, he would definitely be able to cure him too.

He wants to take him to Penglai, let them cure him, and then take him to a place where no one can disturb them.

What the world, what common people, have nothing to do with him.

Xiao Lu grabbed his waist and said, "Let's go."

However, as soon as he walked to the door, he felt a strange cold atmosphere outside.

Xiao Lv paused, the golden eyes of the real dragon looked outside the door, and waved his hands around the person beside him, a gust of wind blew away, rolled the closed door open, and hit the wall with a bang .

The person standing outside was wearing a black python robe, with a handsome face he was familiar with, but what he was wearing was not the one he was familiar with.

It's Di Yan.