Master Xiao thinks about those years

There was silence in the air, and after a confrontation for a while, Yan Chen heard Fu Nian speak behind him: "It's already giving you face by asking you to do this in front of the two of them."

There was a bit of sarcasm in the words, Yan Chen didn't know what was going on in his mind, he stood stiffly on the spot, still not moving.

It seems that he is used to the banter about the runes.After getting along with each other for a long time, he has changed from the original Qing Hui Daoist to a prostitute humiliated by Fu Nian.

At the very beginning, he was angry and unbelievable, and even wanted to penetrate the flesh and blood of the talisman to awaken his sense of shame.

However, the resistance was ineffective.

Once, twice, three times...

He was in vain, and the talisman became more and more intense.

Those two words seemed to be engraved into his flesh and blood by the talisman, becoming his real brand.

In his past and present lives, he fell from the sky to the ground and fell into the dirty dust.

So justifying seems to have become a burden for him.

Inseparable, only life and death.

"Moqing, come here by yourself."

Thinking of the same tone again, his stiff body finally moved, but instead of stepping towards the talisman, he trembled.

Yan Chen was terrified.

Under the pressure of the situation, he agreed.But if he was really asked to do what Fu Nian said, he would be terrified.

As time passed slowly, Yan Chen tensed his body again, he lingered on the spot.Doing futile resistance.

In this silent air, Fu Nian really didn't say another word.

He turned and walked back, deliberately amplifying the sound of his footsteps as he walked.

As a warning.

Yan Chen suddenly thought of those two teenagers kneeling on the ground, and turned around in a "bass": "Don't go!"

"You said it yourself."

Fu Nian paused, under the faint moonlight, there was a faint smile on his face.

Yan Chen choked up: "Yes... I said it."

"Okay, then you know what to do."

Yan Chen looked at the person opposite, without saying a word, he lowered his head and walked away.

When walking, he tried not to raise his head as much as possible, as if the rune would disappear if he did so.

Step by step, the short distance is limited after all.

A pair of black and gold silk shoes appeared in front of Yan Chen.

When it was over, Yan Chen's chest stiffened, feeling in a trance that the end was approaching.

"look up"

The owner of the black gold silk shoes gave orders again.Yan Chen raised his head in response.

A pair of rambunctious eyes appeared, pouring out wanton cunning.

A man of wild complacency.

Or, a wolf.

Yan Chen thought so.

"kiss Me."

Another order was issued, Yan Chen looked at the wolf in front of him and shivered.

The neck is stiff, and leaning forward a little seems to be fatal.This is different from Fu Nian's active coercion in the past. Although he was unbearable, he was always the passive side at that time.

As the passive party, he always has reasons to excuse himself.

Rune Nian is crazy, but at least he is not crazy yet.

Yes, he's not crazy, it's the runes that are crazy.

Yan Chen told himself like this, as if silently excused.

In the dark gaze.Yan Chen's neck finally leaned forward.While leaning, my brain swelled.Countless words are tearing at him: "Master and apprentice", "Li Yi", "Qinghui real person"...

He is advancing against the stormy sea.

Like a warrior.

As the distance gets closer, Yan Chen can feel the even breathing of the person in front of him.

Fu Nian didn't panic at all, he watched Yan Chen's every move comfortably, and experienced a kind of pleasant pleasure in this extremely slow movement.

A thrill of conquering prey.

The less one succumbs to one's prey, the more one wants to conquer.

Moreover, what Fu Nian wants is not the absolute surrender brought about by his ability. He is a powerful lord of the blood clan, and there are very few opponents for his prey. What he really wants is for the prey to come to him and kneel before him. feet.

For example, now.

A little bit across the mountains and seas, the distance can't be any closer.

As long as Yan Chen raises his eyes, his eyelashes can knock down another person's skin.

The person in front of him didn't speak, and the instructions for rerouting had already been issued, and he needed to perform the next thing.

The scorching breath forced him, Yan Chen didn't know what kind of mood he was touching.

He thought his senses were numb, but the moment he touched the talisman, his limbs jerked violently.

Like dew falling on a leaf, it slid down in a hurry.

The moment he touched it, Yan Chen hurriedly moved away.

"You fool me?"

With a hot breath, Yan Chen raised his eyes to see the dissatisfaction in Fu Nian's eyes.

Fu Nian's eyes locked on the person in front of him: "Start again, you know, this is not what I want."

The order was issued again, and Yan Chen's nerves, which had been relaxed just now, tensed up again.

He knew what it should be like, when Fu Nian kissed him, he almost devoured him.But Yan Chen couldn't do that kind of kiss, he didn't even know how to do it.

In the quiet silence, Fu Nian revealed a trace of impatience.

The clothes fluttered, and the person in front of him vaguely had the intention of leaving.

"You... don't go." Yan Chen's throat was dry, and he finally kept the person in front of him: "I'll start again"

Fu Nian stood there, waiting for his next move.

But how?

When Yan Chen touched Fu Nian again, his mind was blank and blank.

Fumbled wildly, with random movements, only limited to the touch of the lips.

Clumsy and dull.

He was doing all this with a tense mind, and suddenly, his body was pulled violently.

A big hand pressed his head.

Puzzled, he raised his head and bumped into Fu Nian's impatient face: "What else can you do? Idiot"

Yan Chen felt a warmth covering his lips after the words of disgust came out.

Compared with his superficial touch, Fu Nian's skill is unbelievable.Easily invaded and occupied his territory.

Yan Chen's mind was in a daze, he was dazed for a while, he didn't know why, he forgot to resist.

"Moqing!"

In the oppressive silence, Qingming's shouts sounded, and in the dim light, a boy in blue could be seen running towards this side.

Yan Chen saw clearly that it was Meng Huan, and suddenly became flustered.

He didn't want Meng Huan to see his distressed appearance, Meng Huan's appearance at this moment was like lighting a candle in the darkness he deliberately created.Summon all his hidden dirt.

His body swayed, Yan Chen forcefully pushed the rune away, and hurriedly retreated to the side, as if avoiding some scourge again.

But Tian seemed to want him to make a fool of himself. Just as Yan Chen staggered to his feet, he stepped on a stone again, slipped, and fell to the ground.

Fu Nian stood aside with a dark smile on his lips.

He stared at the man who had fallen to the ground in the dark, saw Yan Chen's face turned white from the sudden change, saw his black hair was messy, his shoulders were spread out, and his skirt was wrinkled and untidy.

What a mess.However, there was a trace of delicate meaning for no reason.

Fu Nian suddenly had a thought.