He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

Zhou Yan, who was spying on all this outside the dreamland, seemed a little stunned: Wait a minute, isn't this right?

Zhou Yiguang's dream is not the same as what happened in reality.Obviously at this point in the matter, he hasn't given himself a name yet, so why did he just call himself Zhou Yan?So at this moment, how does he know that my name is Zhou Yan?

He said "he's been waiting too long for this day"...was he waiting for me?

Before he had time to think about it, Zhou Yan's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and the picture in the dream completely took his attention away:

In the dream, Zhou Yiguang's eyes were like lacquer, his cold white teeth moved slightly, and his thin lips slowly fell on Zhou Yan's neck.

This position is the same as when he was sucked blood by Zhou Yan that day.Zhou Yiguang sized it up, but he didn't really bite it down. He just dropped a kiss and breathed lightly. He held the skirt of Zhou Yan's chest tightly with one hand, and clenched his fist tightly with the other. His nails were almost embedded in his flesh. He raised his head and looked back. Zhou Yan's eyes.

In Zhou Yiguang's eyes, there seemed to be clear and light starlight flickering in the extremely dark night, but in the eyes of Zhou Yan in the dream, there were no waves.

But Zhou Yan outside the dream is no longer the same as him at that time.Zhou Yan outside the dream is sitting next to Zhou Yiguang who is sleeping, healing him.Seeing Zhou Yiguang looking at him like that in the dream, he suddenly couldn't help it, pulled Zhou Yiguang who was lightly asleep into his arms, and stared down, his eyes were equally hot.

Since that day when the wasteland left, this evil ghost who had been lonely for many years often thought of someone, and it was the boy in his arms.But he shoulders the peaceful years of the River of Vanity. Although the past days are not very happy in his memory, he was born and grew up in the River of Vanity after all.

I also thought about searching all over Yedu, finding this person in my arms, tying him back, and imprisoning him in his dojo, even in a dream?

When I wanted that person very much, I also thought about not paying attention to everything in the river of emptiness, but I calmed down, always sighed, and said to myself, "After all, I have lived for so many years, a lot of age, It's not appropriate to be so willful."

But at this time, the person he wanted was lying in his arms defenselessly like this, and the person he wanted was completely trapped in his dream like this, but this person happened to be his biggest bargaining chip, and he couldn't move or love him.The spiritual power of healing is still flowing silently between them, Zhou Yan has a fire in his heart, raging and restrained.

Zhou Yiguang's front parted, and Zhou Yan's hands fell on the scars, each of which was from his own hand.Why, even though he was covered in bruises and unconscious, this young man still felt so tenacious and tenacious to him. In his own hands, this boy still makes him feel sacred and inviolable.

Zhou Yan lowered his head and kissed the scars, the hair between his forehead fell on his slightly scabbed chest, stained with a little blood, but it didn't feel dirty at all.

After kissing all the scars, Zhou Yan raised his head. At this time, his expression was a little cautious, as if he was touching some fragile object. The movements of his hands were extremely gentle. With the operation of spiritual power, Those scars were healed by himself, not even a trace left.It seemed that he had taken all the scars on the young man's body into his eyes and hidden them in his heart.

On the other side, in the dream, Zhou Yiguang suddenly became ruthless, pressed Zhou Yan's chest, and covered his lips again, this time it was much more intense than the gentle kiss just now.While kissing him, Zhou Yiguang stared into his eyes and observed his expression.

As expected of two ghosts, kissing is like tearing apart, Zhou Yiguang wished he could tear him apart.But Zhou Yan in the dream showed no expression. After all, this dream was just a remnant of the memory at that time. At that time, Zhou Yan was not moved.Otherwise, when you think about it in the future, you won't be so scratchy.

In the dream, Zhou Yan pushed Zhou Yiguang away, but Zhou Yiguang refused to give in, and tried his best to play hooligans, using both hands and mouth, and the breathing that had become heavy due to the dispute and fighting between the two seemed to have changed.Under the dispute, Zhou Yiguang's strength was slightly weaker, and the two barely separated a little.

Zhou Yiguang entangled Zhou Yan's lips, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth. He couldn't tell whose blood it was. The warm breath was not restrained by the coldness of the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, and it fell directly on Zhou Yan's cheeks. All accompanied by the breath in the chest.

His lips were burning and hurt, Zhou Yiguang wiped the corner of his mouth with his index finger, and the bright red blood stained his white fingertips, Zhou Yiguang looked down at the blood on his index finger, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why? I haven't bitten enough yet ?”

Zhou Yiguang suddenly poked Zhou Yan's lips with his blood-stained fingertips, feeling cool, and he stretched out his hand so hard that it seemed that he touched his teeth.Zhou Yan squeezed Zhou Yiguang's shoulders tightly with both hands, and the strength was getting stronger and stronger. There seemed to be a "clack" sound coming from the bones. Zhou Yiguang ignored Zhou Yan's increasingly terrifying expression and the pain on his shoulders, and licked his lips with a smile. , "You can bite harder and rush here."

Zhou Yan in the dream seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and he planned to kill Zhou Yiguang directly.Just when he was about to have a fit, Zhou Yiguang pressed his lips again, and said vaguely: "Ha, I'll try it too, my blood isn't too bad to drink."

"Have you thought about it? You have bitten enough, it's my turn to bite back."

Zhou Yan didn't speak. In this case, what did they say, what can he say?The tongue used to speak is being disturbed at the moment...

Zhou Yiguang did what he said, what did he say just now?Yes, bite back...

Zhou Yan in the dream has never experienced this, let alone has this kind of thought, so he can't help but feel that he has been humiliated.He couldn't take it anymore, turned over and pressed Zhou Yiguang to death, he wanted to kill him.

Outside the dream, in reality Zhou Yan was holding the person in his arms, watching with relish, thinking: So in his subconscious, I am like this.Am I so... puzzled?But that's right, I was indeed like this at that time.It's a good thing he didn't do that at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have let him go.

No, he is doing this in a dream now... The me in the dream will definitely not let him go.If his consciousness died in a dream, then his body would never wake up...

Zhou Yan, who was outside the dream, seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, so he could only look at the follow-up reaction before making further plans.

Zhou Yiguang was restrained and couldn't move, and the two separated. The nails of Zhou Yan's five fingers were almost embedded in Zhou Yiguang's chest, blood flowed along the nails and across the white chest, and his voice was hoarse: "If you want to die, I will help you."

Zhou Yiguang smiled: "Death is also romantic."

In the dream, the strength in Zhou Yan's hand was enough to tear him apart.But the smile on Zhou Yiguang's face never faded, instead he felt the pain wholeheartedly, because the pain reminded him of Zhou Yan's existence, the pain reminded him, he found Zhou Yan, and they met in this world.

Zhou Yan's hand almost tore open his flesh, pierced his chest, broke his ribs, and took out one of his hearts to see if it was hot and bright red.

Whether it is dead or alive, regardless of its mission, after waiting for too long, I finally met it, where there is no reason, the whole person has long been addicted.

"Um......"

On the body, between the teeth, and in the air, the smell of blood that does not distinguish between you and me stimulates every restless nerve of Zhou Yiguang.

"Come on, push harder, you're going to take my heart out...it must be hot..."

As hot as the eyes I look at you.

Zhou Yan's hand was always on Zhou Yiguang's chest, Zhou Yiguang stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Yan's wrist, the wrist was cold, and the blood was warm.Zhou Yiguang didn't try to break free, but instead pressed Zhou Yan's hand heavily to his chest, and his fingers that pierced deeply into the flesh penetrated deeper into his heart.It seemed that Zhou Yan was using such a method to enter him.

"what......"

Whether it was due to pain or other reasons, Zhou Yiguang's neck and shoulder blades were thrown back heavily, and under the pale skin, the fragile Adam's apple was more prominent.

In the dream, Zhou Yan suddenly had the urge to bite off Zhou Yiguang's neck.Zhou Yan took his hand away from Zhou Yiguang's chest, and slowly covered Zhou Yiguang's Adam's apple, his fingertips were stained with blood, smearing it bit by bit on the pale and fragile Adam's apple.It seems that he has never been as patient as he is now in his life.

In the dream, Zhou Yan's strong fingers were stuck on Zhou Yiguang's neck, and slowly tightened, the fragile bone in his throat was twisted and deformed, and the air in his chest gradually disappeared...But Zhou Yiguang looked at Zhou Yan's With the same expression in his eyes, Zhou Yan looked down at the scene of his subordinates, with hesitation and confusion in his heart.

Outside the dream, I was a little anxious to embrace Zhou Yan.

If this trend continues, Zhou Yiguang in the dream may not be able to last long, and will be strangled to death by that "self" soon.This magic circle is both real and illusory, since it can trap people, it can also hurt people.

Zhou Yan looked at the scarred young man in his arms, squeezed his chin fiercely, and asked him softly:

"Do you still want to live?"

"Why don't you resist?"

"If you die in a dream, then your body will probably sleep forever."

"Your dreams are already controlled by your own consciousness... If you don't want to resist, then no one can save you."

Zhou Yan spoke to Zhou Yiguang outside the dream, but Zhou Yiguang couldn't hear anything at all, which Zhou Yan knew very well.But he still kept talking, kept talking, as if talking like this could cover up something.

What is Zhou Yan hiding?

He was hiding his fear, for the first time in all his life he was a little scared.He was afraid that Zhou Yiguang would never be able to think about it again. If Zhou Yiguang really couldn't wake up again, then how would he settle down his bone-destroying emotions?

"If you don't want to resist, no one can save you..."

Zhou Yan repeated this sentence again, as if speaking to Zhou Yiguang, or talking to himself.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

Not absolutely, no one can save you...

Maybe others can't, but I can.

Because in the dream, the phantom that was hurting Zhou Yiguang was none other than himself.So now there is another way...

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