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"The bridal chamber...the wedding night???"

Shen Zhihan was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't laugh or cry.

But Mo Ning didn't give him any space to explain and think. He lowered his head and chased after Shen Zhihan's earlobe and kissed him.

The hot air that the young man exhaled quickly made Shen Zhihan's ears red, he unconsciously shrunk his neck, the pain and strange feeling that spread to the bone marrow were intertwined, which made him dizzy, and he had no time to think about other things, even the pressure on himself The boy pushed it away and forgot.

Mo Ning looked at Shen Zhihan carefully, his eyes moved from his tightly closed eyes to his slightly frowning brows, then slowly moved down, unscrupulously flowing across the bridge of the other's tall nose, and then fell on those pale lips superior.

"Master..." The young man murmured in a low voice, with an inexplicable hoarseness and trembling.

If Shen Zhihan was conscious, he would definitely be able to hear the strangeness in his voice, but now he has only accepted the shackles of the world, and his spiritual consciousness has only experienced the fusion with the world tree, and even his external senses are dim, let alone hear Mo Ning clearly. tone up.

Because of this, when he regained his senses a little, he could only feel a cool aura entering his mouth accompanied by something warm and soft. First, he lingered on the tip of his tongue for a while, and then there were more auras Flowing down the throat into the limbs and bones.

I don't know if it was caused by the subconscious mind, but Shen Zhihan actually felt that the sharp pain in his internal organs was slightly weakened at the moment when the spiritual energy entered.The whole person is like a leaf floating in the monstrous waves, every time the body sinks, the pain will be slightly reduced.

The tip of his tongue was finally released, and the cool aura disappeared at the same time. Shen Zhihan was confused, only to feel that the earth-shattering pain was lessened by the aura, and he started to recover again. Subconsciously, he wanted to get up in the direction where the aura disappeared, but was caught A gentle force pressed back on the couch again.

"pain……"

Shen Zhihan frowned more and more tightly, and began to murmur unconsciously.Mo Ning, who was about to stand up, was startled when he heard the sound, and immediately leaned over slightly, only then did he hear Shen Zhihan's cry of pain.

The youth's sharp eyebrows and eyes softened a little, but upon closer inspection, there was a soft and gentle outline.

He rubbed Shen Zhihan's side face affectionately, then leaned close to the other's ear, and whispered: "Master, don't be afraid...it won't hurt anymore."

As Mo Ning spoke, he raised his hand and gently pulled Shen Zhihan's belt away.

The bright red placket came off layer by layer as the belt fell off, making Shen Zhihan's slender body carved out of white jade like a bamboo shoot after peeling off his coat.

Mo Jing watched quietly, but suddenly a dark golden light shone in his eyes.

He helped the person on the couch, let him lean on his shoulders, and then began to take off his complicated and delicate red clothes.

Back then in Wuwei Sect, it was not that he had never served his master to change clothes and tie his hair, so the clothes on Shen Zhihan's body were stripped off layer by layer by Mo Ning and thrown on the ground in the blink of an eye, only the remaining one was loosely hung on the other side. Thin shoulders.

Looking down from his extremely beautiful collarbone line, Mo Ning's hands unconsciously tightened, and the hand that was around behind Shen Zhihan to support him slipped across his beautifully shaped butterfly bone.

Mo Ning's Adam's apple unconsciously moved.

To him, the master's body is like a poison mixed with honey. He knows that he can't touch it, but he still can't help but want to get close to it, even making him unable to control it at all.

Thinking this way, he took off the last layer of underwear for Shen Zhihan.

Shen Zhihan only knew that his body was a little cold, but this coolness was instantly swallowed up by the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.However, amidst this pain, a strange feeling began to emerge from the bottom of my heart.

Shen Zhihan opened his eyes in a daze, and was about to see what was going on, when he felt himself being lifted up and pushed down by Mo Ning, like a puppet that couldn't move freely.

What's even more frightening is that just after being overwhelmed by Mo Ning, he felt pain in some parts of his body, as if being pierced by something, but after a while, something strange began to rush out of the pain. Following this feeling, that A spiritual current that can alleviate the pain in the body began to flow in the body again.

Shen Zhihan was lying on the soft quilt, but his slender and white fingers unconsciously grasped the brocade under his palm.An unconscious hum escaped from his throat, and Man Ning leaned down to kiss the side of his neck delicately.

"Master... Master..."

Mo Ning whispered, his face became paler, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.

A steady stream of spiritual power flowed through the meridians, healed Shen Zhihan's many scars, and gradually recovered his consciousness dominated by pain, but when he woke up, he wished he could bury himself in the soft skin. Among the bedding.

Even though he was still merging the hearts of the world before, what went wrong that caused him to start having absurd dreams with his apprentice...? !

What's even more frightening is that this is clearly a dream, why is everything so real? !

He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but Mo Ning happened to reach out and hold down his shoulder at this moment. Shen Zhihan couldn't exert any strength at all, and the gleam of his eyes unconsciously raised up, and they met the former's black jade-like eyes. straight up.

The once pure and focused ink eyes were stained with an extremely light and beautiful thin gold at some point, and the sudden undercurrent stirred up a painful obsession that Shen Zhihan couldn't understand.

He raised his hand to caress those brows and eyes, and smoothed the furrowed brows. At the same time, his thin lips were slightly parted, as if he was muttering to himself.

Mo Ning subconsciously leaned over to listen, Shen Zhihan's usually soft and smiling voice became a little hoarse and broken, but he still heard the content immediately.

He said, don't cry.

——A-Ning, don't cry.

The tip of Mo Ning's nose was slightly sour, and finally he couldn't help but bury his head in the neck of his mentor, the spiritual power in his body became more and more turbulent.

As expected of his master, the love of his life.

Only Shen Zhihan can see the scarred and fragile soul under his body; he can see the soft boy curled up behind the cover of a hard exterior and a heart of stone.

A drop of scalding liquid fell on the side of his neck, and Shen Zhihan was finally fully awake.

He felt a ray of warmth rolling down the skin of his neck, and finally submerged in the depths of his hairline. He also felt where the aura that helped him suppress the severe pain in his body came from. Junxiu's eyebrows frowned even deeper, and then He didn't care too much, so he had to suppress his broken and hoarse voice and asked intermittently: "A...Ning, this...aura, what is...what's going on? You...why..."

Mo Ning heard the words, but directly pushed back the remaining fragments of Shen Zhihan's words.

He didn't dare to raise his head, so he just leaned into Shen Zhihan's ear, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't be afraid... When you wake up, you will find the difference in yourself. Disciple is useless... I can only help you in this matter For you..."

The more Shen Zhihan listened, the more confused he became, but the former paused for a moment, and said again: "You were born and I was not born...Master, I met you too late in this life-I don't know if Aning will be the first to approach you in the next life." heart?"

Shen Zhihan bit his lower lip, silently enduring the chaos of severe pain and spiritual power in his body, but his heart became more and more strange.

This dream was too real, and what Mo Ning said was like last words, which made him tremble with fear.He wanted to ask a question, but Mo Ning seemed to have figured out what he was thinking, and poured spiritual power into Shen Zhihan's meridians as if he was dying. Breathing was intermittent, almost suffocating.

Mo Ning's voice also started to be a little hoarse, but he seemed to have suddenly opened up the conversation box, and said: "When my mother died, Ah Ning knew...the parting will come, so the farewell should be said early Said... Master, Ah Ning's life has not been very good, and even his birth was a conspiracy of others... Now that I can make decisions for myself and decide what kind of ending I face, it is the most satisfying thing in my life..."

As he spoke, the weight on Shen Zhihan's body became lighter and lighter.

Obviously, the whole person seemed to be out of strength, and he couldn't even lift his head, but Shen Zhihan felt that the other party was just a feather, as if it would float up when he moved.

"Boom—"

The low and muffled sound suddenly sounded at this moment, as if it had penetrated through the layers of darkness and the barriers of dreams, beating straight to his heart like a drum.

As if he had received a signal, the warmth and softness on his back disappeared immediately. Shen Zhihan tried his best to support his body and stood up, but found that the surrounding was empty, and everything that happened just now was like a hallucination.

He got up subconsciously, but when he got out of bed, he stumbled and fell to the cold and hard floor!

"hiss--"

This fall was quite heavy, Shen Zhihan sucked in the air-conditioning and opened his eyes, only to find that his vision was dim.

In the room, the candles were extinguished without knowing when, so he could only vaguely see the outline of things in the room.Shen Zhihan rubbed his waist and got up, only to find that he was still wearing the clothes he was wearing when he fell asleep. Apart from the soreness in almost every joint, there was hardly any sign of the ups and downs in the dream.

But that dream was too real, as Shen Zhihan experienced it personally.

Shen Zhihan was wondering in his heart, and there was another muffled thunder outside.The electric light immediately reflected the dim room like daylight, even though it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to see clearly that there was no one on the bed outside.

A bad premonition began to spread in his heart, Shen Zhihan immediately reached out and pulled the Taoist robe hanging on the shelf, put it on casually, pushed open the door and went out.

The moment the door was pushed open, Shen Zhihan seemed to have entered another world.

Noisy, exclamation, and the crisp sound of heavy rain hitting the ground, all kinds of voices came one after another, rushing to his ears, but the one Shen Zhihan heard most clearly came from a golden platform. The cry of the doorman.

"——Patriarch is dead!!!"

Shen Zhihan choked for breath, his chest twitched violently, and his anxiety spread all over his body immediately.

He rushed out of the room in a hurry, forgetting to put up the protective cover to keep out the rain, and ran straight to the place where the thunder light fell.

The place was already full of people, Shen Zhihan broke through the crowd regardless and rushed in, just in time to see a straight figure falling in the thunder.

"Aning!!!"

He let out a cry of surprise, ignoring the fact that there was still thunder in the air, he rushed over and picked up Mo Ning's bruised body: "What's wrong with you?! What happened?! What's going on!!! "

"Cough...Master," Mo Ning managed to open his eyes, but there was a golden glow in his eyes that Shen Zhihan had never seen before, "This disciple is selfish and used the fragrance of dreaming, please don't blame..."

Dream fragrance? !

Shen Zhihan had a sore nose: "A-Ning, you are so confused!"

Mo Ning coughed, but smiled contentedly: "Master... all the disciples' wishes have been fulfilled, why are you so confused? But you - now you are one step away from going straight to the Mahayana, and you must be able to do whatever you want in the future... much good."

"What do you mean you can go straight to Mahayana just one step away?" Shen Zhihan shook his head repeatedly, and stretched out his hand to hug the former, "Stop talking, I will take you to see the ancestor for the teacher, let him protect you, and let me take the place of Lei Jie You suffer!!!"

"How can I do that?" Mo Ning held Shen Zhihan's wrist, and refused him without hesitation, "Through the Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation, it is extremely dangerous, and this disciple is punished by heaven, this encounter is definitely not going to happen..."

He smiled, but he didn't know where the strength came from. He pressed his hands on Shen Zhihan's chest and pushed hard, and he pushed Shen Zhihan backwards!

Unprepared, Shen Zhihan staggered a few steps backwards. Seeing that Mo Ning fell to the ground again, he immediately rushed to help him, but at this moment his arm was held by a gentle and irresistible force.

He looked back subconsciously, and saw Jun Wuxin came over at some time, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, standing behind him, his eyes were slightly cold.

Jun Wuxin pulled Shen Zhihan back under the umbrella, then shook his head at him: "Hanhan, don't go."

"Master!!!" Shen Zhihan couldn't believe it, "A-Ning is in danger, how can I just ignore it?!"

Jun Wuxin heard the words, but smiled wryly: "You can't stop him, just like you can't stop Fang Shanchang——First, he is punished by heaven for blocking the heavenly secrets for cultivating super speed, and he can't escape no matter what; It is an irreversible act to extradite your Tribulation Tribulation Thunder to yourself."

Jun Wuxin's voice was still soft and ethereal, but Shen Zhihan's voice became colder and colder.

He subconsciously looked at Mo Ning, who had been afflicted by lightning again, and heard that Jun Wuxin said again: "Originally, he could still keep his soul, but if you forcibly prevent him from being robbed at this moment, I'm afraid the punishment from heaven will be even more severe. I'm afraid that he'll be blown out of his wits."

Hearing the word "Tiandao", Shen Zhihan's eyes lit up.

"White tree," he immediately tapped the leaves of the world with his spiritual sense, and said anxiously, "I have integrated the heart of the world, can I use the power of heaven to save Aning???"

The young man's voice was a little fuzzy, intermittent as if blocked by something, Shen Zhihan could only understand the meaning of the other party from the words: "No...the world barrier is now...you can't do whatever you want...or it will easily break apart..."

"So..." The brilliance in Shen Zhihan's eyes finally went out, he suddenly felt powerless, and sniffed, "I can only watch like this?"

Jun Wuxin sighed, and then stroked his rain-soaked long hair: "Hanhan, don't look at it if you don't want to, as a teacher..."

"Do not."

Shen Zhihan shook his head, and said word by word: "Master, I want to see."

Only now did he know that the dream he thought was all real.

The effect of the fragrance of dreaming is similar to the secret method that Xie Changliu used on himself back then. Although the clouds and rain are like dreams, they are actually exchanges between souls and souls.

As soon as he felt it at this moment, Shen Zhihan realized that his body was full of aura. As Mo Ning said, it was already in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, and he was only a little bit close to being promoted to Mahayana.

But looking at Mo Ning's breath at the moment, it is obviously the period of depression after he sacrificed himself to others, the sacrifice is too loud, if he wants to keep himself from noticing it, he can only use a method that can attract Shen Zhihan's full attention .

When Shen Zhihan thought of that cloud and rain, he wished he could draw a sword and kill himself for his slowness!

However, it is too late now.

He could only watch this young man who used to be vigorous and vigorous under the thunder, and he couldn't do anything except clenched his hands to bleed.

The thunder calamity lasted for several hours, until the sky lightened slightly, and the thunderclouds in the sky began to dissipate slowly.

But Mo Ning below has already been struck beyond recognition by countless lightning strikes.

Jun Wuxin was afraid that Shen Zhihan would be impulsive, so he didn't dare to let go of his arm until now, but saw the latter take two steps forward, and then fell to the ground with a "plop".

"So what if there is no power..."

Shen Zhihan looked at Mo Ning's body whose face was no longer visible in front of him, but laughed at himself: "Don't you want to just watch?"

Jun Wuxin fixedly looked at Shen Zhihan's dejected back, his eyes filled with heartache.

He pursed his lips and was about to say something, but suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky where the night had not yet faded!

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly erupted from the crowd: "Look! The sky is cracking again!!!"