The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

In this life, Chu Jun was born into the royal family of the Sugar Dynasty. He had no royal father who favored him, and his doting mother died young. His brothers were divorced, and his sisters were not close. Those affections really belonged to her last life.If it wasn't for the memory of the previous life, if it wasn't for the warmth of family affection, the sweetness of love, and the sincerity of friendship, maybe the life of being alone in a family would not be so difficult... But after all, it has been experienced, how can we be content with mere mere Cold wealth and power?

Lord Reaper suddenly accepted the senses of this body, only felt the sharp pain behind him, which was unbearable for a while, and he groaned for a while, but he barely got used to it.

Chu Junxi hugged his upper body and supported him in his arms. Seeing his cold face full of pain and struggle, he felt the body temperature and weight of the person in his arms, and felt a long-lost feeling of wanting to be close to others. Feeling sorry for his suffering, there was unknowingly pity in his eyes.

The man didn't know what he was thinking, but his attitude seemed a bit stubborn. He was obviously hurting, but he sneered and said to Chu Junqi while gasping, "Did I tell you before I left last time? If you hurt yourself body of......"

Chu Junqi quickly realized, and gently opened his lips and said, "You were talking about when you were away, but when I took a bite for you, you came back."

"Hmm... um... ah, it seems to be."

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, and didn't talk well, Chu Junqi was not very satisfied, and wanted to catch him and see how embarrassed he was.

Rubbing his head, he didn't get reprimanded, and he got even worse. He gently rubbed the man's soft lips with his thumb, revealing the two white front teeth inside. Chu Junxi slipped out a sentence: "Be good, baby."

The Grim Reaper didn't knock off his hand, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth rather comically: "But I think you need a reason to go to hell?"

The smile on Chu Junqi's face froze, and he hurriedly called Eunuch Xi, and told him to pass on the best imperial physician.

Dead child, can you not always bully people with your strength?Do you know what it means to 'scare people is incompetent'?For some reason, Chu Junqi actually thought of the rebellious child who did not listen to his parents' discipline from the reaction of the god of death...

Or can it be calculated according to the time of being a 'human', this guy was born less than an hour ago?Thinking about it this way, there is no need to worry about adults talking to children.

Looking around, there was no one, Chu Junqi softened his tone and said, "Can I discuss something with you?"

Lord Reaper still had a weary expression and didn't like to talk much, but he hummed lightly to express his agreement.

"First, can you have a better attitude when talking to me? Second, can you save me some face when others are around? Third, tell me, what exactly do you want?"

The man blinked, maybe he felt his attitude of trying to soften, but at the moment he seemed a little obedient... He hummed and said: "The name of this body is Ouyang Fangyu, I'm here by your side I just happened to meet him dead at that time, so I got into his body... I don’t want to promise you anything, it’s too troublesome, but you have to make me happy. Ah, I’m not very happy now, it hurts.”

He may not be aware of his expression at the moment, as a high-cold god of death, it is simply a collapse...

"Then I'll call you Fang Yu first...Fang Yu, you don't have mana or something? Can't you heal this injury?"

Ouyang Fangyu shook his head, endured the pain and said: "I want to truly experience the feeling of a human being...heal me with your human way."

Just at this time the imperial physician also came in, and when he was about to feel Ouyang Fangyu's pulse, Chu Junqi grabbed his hand and insisted on covering Fangyu's wrist with a thin cloth before allowing him to touch it.

"I don't like people touching you... understand?"

When there are outsiders around, you still have to pay attention to claiming to be mine.

Fang Yu nodded his head half-understood, and then returned to his indifferent look, with an indescribable feeling in his heart, which is not disgusting at all.

The imperial physician didn't see anything, and only said that Fang Yu's pulse was weird, so Chu Junxi dismissed the imperial physician, brought Fang Yu some golden sore medicine, and ordered the palace servants to bring warm water and towels.

"I'll give you medicine. Need to take off your panties, okay?"

Fang Yu remained silent, and turned his face to the inside of the bed, refusing to answer.

"Ignore me again..." Chu Junxi looked at his bloody lower body, and didn't dare to leave it alone. He carefully lifted off the layers of clothing, and when he reached the last layer, he felt The fabric and the flesh were stuck together.

"Fang Yu, does it hurt? If it hurts, bite me."

As soon as the words fell, the left hand was passed to Ouyang Fangyu's lips.

Fang Yu bit Chu Junqi's little finger, but instead of biting hard, he stretched out his tongue and licked it several times.

At the same moment, Chu Junqi also cruelly tore off the last layer of cloth that was attached to the flesh and blood.

With two thuds, Fang Yu was so painful that he pulled a corner of the quilt, and he couldn't resist biting the little finger that Chu Junqi put in his mouth.

He... has been lonely and lonely for a long time. He vaguely feels that there seems to be a vague past in his mind. Said that the memory of that past was that he suffered backlash when he took the life of a demon, and was accidentally affected by the memory of the demon, which was not what he had really experienced.

Controlling the life and death of the world, collecting the dead souls of cultivators, was originally the only meaning of his existence.

On that day, Yan Jun said to him: "Such eternal life is not what you want, you should go to find him... It's a pity that no one can recognize who is him except you."

"How do you recognize it?"

"You lack emotions in your life now, only he can bring you emotions... the one who can bring you emotions is him!"

"To take his life?"

"You should accept his life... But my lord, everything is up to you, as long as you find him, whether you should let him die, or let him live a life worse than death, isn't it all up to you?"

die?Or is life better than death?It seems that Yan Jun only gave him these two options.

Chu Junqi was feeling slightly hot and moved, so he got a wet towel with just the right temperature, and wiped the blood from Ouyang Fangyu's buttocks with his heart.

Suddenly Fang Yu asked him: "You were going to die that day, I didn't let you die, so should I make your life worse than death?"

Chu Junxi's movements were still gentle, and he asked him patiently: "How are you going to make my life worse than death? Send me to the No.19 hell?"

Fang Yu said: "The No. 19 layer of hell has not been built yet..."

Chu Junqi washed the blood-stained towel in water, then wrung it a little dry, began to wipe the blood on his thigh, and said while wiping: "Then how about you leave me? Maybe if you leave, I will be born." Better to die."

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "I don't want to leave you."

The corner of Chu Junxi's lips curled into a faint smile: "Then what are you going to do? Hit me? It hurt me very badly, it hurts, I am unhappy every day, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I want to die... ..."

Fang Yu grabbed his left arm and hugged him fiercely, interrupting him: "You are not allowed to die, you are not allowed to have a bad life!"

Chu Junqi's heart trembled again, and his fingers inadvertently brushed the gap between Fang Yu's buttocks, causing him to groan in a sweet voice.

For Fang Yu, the physical feeling of being lightly touched in that secret place was not very strong, but psychologically, thinking that it was Chu Junqi who touched him, he couldn't help but groan.

He doesn't know what he wants yet.However, the feeling of staying by Chu Junqi's side is indeed different from the past, like a duckweed that has always been wandering at will, suddenly finds a place to take root, and my heart is settled here.

"I do have the power to control life and death, so there is nothing wrong with calling me a god of death, but I don't control the lives of ordinary people. There are too many human beings, and I can't control them. It is Yan Jun who brings the little ghosts to deal with them. I used to You are only responsible for collecting the souls of practitioners with higher cultivation levels after death, you are the first ordinary human being I have come into contact with."

"So, you are much better than Hades?"

"do not know."

Chu Junxi saw that he had nothing to say and didn't want to delve into it, so he just asked one more question: "Can you take me back to the original world?"

"I can travel through the world line, but I can't bring people, otherwise you will be torn apart by the turbulence of time and space, and I can't protect you."

"Well, I see."

Chu Junxi felt melancholy for a while, and didn't say any more. He helped Ouyang Fangyu take the medicine as gently as possible, and then went back to the Sun Moon Palace where he usually deals with business. Instruct the palace people waiting outside the house to come to him at any time.

Just a few steps out of Xihe Hall, he suddenly remembered that he had just forgotten to ask about the string of beads in his hand... It’s okay to ask again at night, but he just felt that he couldn’t hold back the feeling of wanting to know ...and turned around and went back.

Ouyang Fangyu was lying on the dragon couch where he had slept for more than ten years, his sharp chin was pressing on a white lotus root arm, his head was slightly tilted towards the window, there was still a bit of coldness in his black pupils. The taste of red, under the bright light outside the window, has a somewhat uncoordinated softness.

He is beautiful.But his temperament is so attractive, his breath makes people dizzy, even if his appearance is not beautiful, he probably makes people want to get close.

Chu Junxi approached, and asked him in a low voice: "I want to ask you, this string of beads?"

There was a burst of red light in Fang Yu's eyes. At the same time, the beads in Chu Junxi's hand shook for a moment, and at the same time, Fang Yu was lying on the dragon couch. Since the beads were spherical, they rolled up. It seems that every bead contains an exact square corner, with no dead angle in 360 degrees.

Chu Junxi fiddled with the beads in his hand curiously, pinched one and looked at it carefully.

Fang Yu originally thought that he would ask a few more questions about what it is and what it is used for... But unexpectedly, it took him a long time to hear him say: "Beautiful is beautiful, but it is not as good as your own."