Fostering apprentices

"Don't let go." On the contrary, the ghost-masked man imitated the appearance of a street ruffian in the market, holding Yan Nan tightly in his arms and not letting go, the familiar scent made him a little addicted.

With a chuckle, taking advantage of Yan Nan's surprise, he stretched out his hand to feed him a black pill, tapped the acupuncture points on his chest and forced him to swallow it.

"what is this?"

"The poison that killed you."

Yan Nan didn't have time to force out the swallowed pill, the ghost-masked man knocked him unconscious, his eyes went dark, before he fell down he saw only those eyes full of playfulness.

I don't know how long after waking up again, Yan Nan opened his eyes and saw the man sitting across from him with his eyes closed.

The man changed a mask, this time only covering the important facial features, exposing the eyes and lips, but the cold aura emanating from his body still makes people shudder.

He wanted to move, but now his whole body felt like it was on fire, as if he had just entered the stove and came out.

So hot, so hot.

But in the next second, his fiery body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, which was bitingly cold.

The burning sensation just now completely disappeared, leaving only the cold that can freeze people to death.

In the sky of ice and fire, Yan Nan bit his lip, not letting himself make a sound, knowing in his heart that this was his poisonous condition.

Every time the poison occurs, it is this kind of ice and fire that makes life worse than death. He doesn't even know that he will die in that situation.But this time the poison occurred a few days after the last time, Yan Nan curled up in pain, all the internal organs in his body seemed to have shifted positions, without suppressing medicine, he could only endure the poison forcefully hair pain.

The sweat on his body soaked his clothes, he still gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, his vision gradually blurred, he bit his lip to force his sanity into a hallucination, the fishy sweet taste entered his mouth, stained His lips looked extraordinarily weird at this moment.

The ghost-masked man sitting across from him finally opened his eyes. He stared at the man in front of him with a half-smile, leaned over and stretched out his hand to cover Yan Nan's bitten lips.His fingers were stained with traces of warm blood, and the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Second Master Yan, what's the matter, does the poisonous hair feel good?"

Yan Nan closed his eyes tightly, his rationality was struggling with the nightmare, his long hair was soaked with sweat on his forehead, his pale face was mixed with the only blood on his lips, it seemed to have a kind of coquettish beauty.

The corner of the ghost-masked man's mouth curled up into a nice curve, he hooked his waist and blew into his ear, and said in a low voice, "A'nan, look who I am?"

"Don't struggle, just face it, facing it is what you want in your heart."

The deep voice sounded like a curse, and all of it reached Yan Nan's ears. He opened his eyes in a strange way, his sanity was gone, and there was no light in his empty eyes. He looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly burst into a smile. smiled.

It seems far-fetched to smile with a pale face, but it can make people feel a sense of pity for Yan Nan.The ghost-masked man was a little startled, he rarely saw Yan Nan like this, just as he was about to say something, Yan Nan leaned over and licked his lips, as if he wanted to stain his body with the blood from his own mouth.

Yan Nan stayed in Goulan Courtyard for a few years. Although he was a noble person, he still read some of the things in it. Now he doesn't have any sanity, he only walks with the feeling in his heart, and the things in his mind are brought into play subconsciously. out.

"You..." The ghost-masked man didn't seem to have expected him to make such a move. Rather than tormenting Yan Nan, he was tormenting himself. He felt the slight hiss on his lips, and the blood all over his body seemed to be In boiling general.Yan Nan moved for a long time and saw that he didn't respond, so he became bolder, stretched out his long legs with his arms around the ghost-masked man's neck, and directly straddled his lap, and by coincidence, he bumped into that place behind him .

Their eyes met, they didn't know who deprived whose breath first, Yan Nan, who was in a nightmare, was half undressed at the moment, and his neck was stained red.

The ghost-masked man bit him hard on the shoulder, and Yan Nan exclaimed suddenly, with a hint of love in his dull eyes: "Brother Yun..."

With a sound of Brother Yun, the ghost-masked man's rationality was pulled back in an instant. He stretched out his hand and knocked Yan Nan unconscious on the soft ground. The hostility increased a bit.

"Brother Yun..." He sneered, stretched out his hand to caress the outline of Yan Nan: "I don't know which brother Yun is able to walk into your heart and hide it so deeply."

"Yan Nan, you just have to hurt as many people as you can to stop."

At nightfall, the pain from the back of the neck was impossible to ignore. Yan Nan woke up from the nightmare and was already sweating profusely. narrow escape.

After waking up, he was no longer in the carriage, but the surroundings looked like an inn. He went downstairs and asked for a bucket of water from the store. Now he couldn't stand the smell of sweat all over his body.

After soaking in the bathtub, the soreness on my body became more and more obvious, as if I had been crushed by someone, especially the back of my neck, which still hurts badly.Yan Nan poured a little medicine into the water, it was Chu Heng who prepared the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis for him, and it seemed to relieve the soreness.

He was sitting in the tub, letting the warm water soak him, his fair skin was a little flushed, Yan Nan put down all his guard at this moment and didn't even notice that someone was approaching behind him.

"I said, Second Young Master took off his clothes and took a bath in front of me. How can I, a normal man, accept this?"

A playful male voice sounded from behind, Yan Nan was taken aback for a moment, his shoulders had already been held tightly by both hands, unable to move in the bathtub, he glared at the man behind him, and his hands were mercilessly directed at him A palm hit the past.

The corner of the ghost-masked man's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, and he just accepted his palm. A little water was stained on the mask. Instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Yesterday you called me Brother Qing, why did you do it today?" Well, Second Young Master Yan really got out of bed, and his relatives will not recognize him."

Yan Nan was startled suddenly, his whole body was a little stiff: "You, what are you talking about?"

"What else can I say?" Seeing his terrified expression, the ghost-masked man couldn't help teasing him, so he put on a wounded look: "Don't you remember, Mr. Yan, after your poison attack? So I didn’t recognize anything, and forced me to have sex with you, with you...”

After he finished speaking, he showed Yan Nan the marks on his lips symbolically. The lips were indeed bitten by Yan Nan in emotion yesterday, and the ghost-masked man did not lie. The corners of his mouth curved slightly and continued. : "Second Young Master was indeed extremely enthusiastic yesterday."

"Shut up." Yan Nan scolded coldly, I was a little blushed on the face, but more out of anger, he closed his eyes directly, ignoring this man's crazy words.

He can't remember the memory after the poisoning at all, not even broken pieces, now his heart is in a panic, what is the purpose of the ghost-masked man, is he wanting his life or causing Mobei to fail miserably?

"If you want to use me to control the war in Mobei, what I can tell you is don't waste your efforts, Mobei will win this battle."

"Did I say that Mo Bei would lose?" The ghost-masked man chuckled, and stretched out his hand to hook Yan Nan's wet hair behind him, his movements were very ambiguous.

Then he said: "It is said that if you get the second son of Yan, you can get the whole world. The resourcefulness of the second son is incomparable to Dongyue."

"But you are so poisonous now that you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect others."

Yan Nan sneered: "What does the poison on my body have to do with Your Excellency? The person I want to keep will never be taken away by others."

"Then what if your little apprentice meets you on the battlefield."

Dongyue has always been Mu Chu's hometown, and Yan Nan tried his best to get him back to his place, hoping that one day little Ah Chu could take back his things.

If they met in battle, he really never met this result.

"If Dongyue and Nanling go to war, I will naturally stand for Nanling."

He spoke slowly, without any personal emotion.

The ghost-masked man's hand holding his hair was stunned, and a few strange emotions flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "You killed his father, and Nanling ruined his family. This war will come sooner or later."

Yan Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and when he turned around, the people behind him had already left. He looked at the bead curtain that was blown in front of him, and his eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

Then he got out of the tub, put on his clothes and lay back on the bed again.

Her silent eyes kept staring at the bed curtain above her head, but her thoughts drifted far away.

He thought, if one day he really fought with Xiao Ah Chu on the battlefield, then he would definitely lose.

And it's the one that loses all the way.

In the next few days, it began to rain in the small town, with a pattering sound falling on the ground, and the weather gradually turned cooler.

Since the poisoning, his body has been getting worse day by day, and his fear of cold has become more and more serious. He even doubts that if he continues like this, he may not last for a few years.

He suddenly thought of something.This time he went out in a hurry and didn't bring extra clothes, so Yan Nan thought about going to the street to buy some clothes.He looked at the door of the ghost-faced man's tightly closed room. Although he was controlled now, he still had the most basic freedom. He thought it would not be too much to buy a few clothes.

The poison in the body was suppressed by what kind of prescription the ghost-masked man had used, but his internal energy was completely useless, and he found that the ghost-masked man had given him another poison, that is, the pill.

As soon as he walked downstairs, a cold voice came from above his head: "Where are you going?"

"Buying clothes." Yan Nan said truthfully.

He was indeed wearing thin clothes, the ghost-masked man frowned slightly, and followed him downstairs: "I'll go with you."

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