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Turning faster and faster, gradually forming a huge vortex.Both Mo Yan and Bai Zihua closed their eyes, only relying on their immortal power to sense the formation.In the darkness, the two of them only felt that the surrounding area was like a landslide and the ground was cracked, and the sky was shaking, and then the surrounding area gradually became silent, and there was a blue haze in front of them, without seeing anything.

The Liangyi Meditation Formation gradually stabilized.

Qing Yu slowly stepped through the blue smoke, which was a barrier he had set up when mobilizing his primordial spirit. Although he didn't want to admit it, Qing Yu understood that Sheng Xiaomo's nightmare was most likely related to him. On the other hand, he didn't want the two people who formed the formation to see the situation in between.

In front of his eyes was a deep forest, and in the distance was hazy smoke. None of the trees had a single leaf, and their bare branches were white and blue, as if countless dead limbs were stretching and struggling. It looked very terrifying. .

Although there was some horror in his heart, Qing Yu still calmed down and approached the dense forest step by step.He lowered his head and passed through clumps of pale branches, and finally saw Sheng Xiaomo's figure deep in the dense forest.He was like a walking corpse, walking slowly in this paleness, aimlessly, as if he lost his way, and seemed to have no intention of finding his way at all.

"Amo." He called him softly.

Sheng Xiaomo looked at him upon hearing the sound, his eyes were blood red, his face was waxy white, but the corners of his eyes and mouth were filled with blackness, he was clearly insane.

"Uncle Master," Sheng Xiaomo responded to him as if unconsciously, with a vain smile on his face, which made his appearance look even sadder, "I know, you are not real, it's just my imagination , but I am still very happy to see you."

Qing Yu felt as if someone had rubbed his heart hard.

"Amo, I'm not your hallucination, I really entered your dream," Qing Yu approached him step by step, trying to make his tone appear calm and believable, "Now that your true energy has gone retrograde, you will fall into the dream. Nightmare. Can Master bring you out?"

Sheng Xiaomo shook his head, and retreated step by step: "Uncle, I know I shouldn't like you, and I can't like you, but I can't control my heart. I want to listen to you, practice hard, and stop thinking about it. I'll just stay here quietly, don't take me out, I'm not going anywhere..."

Qing Yu's heart felt like a knife was twisted, he was too deep in this nightmare, he was trying to escape and protect himself.He had to bring him out as soon as possible, otherwise the two of them would be trapped in this nightmare together after his internal strength was exhausted for a while.

"Follow me!" Qing Yu stepped forward and couldn't help but grab his hand, but Sheng Xiaomo resisted desperately, like a trapped animal.Seeing that he couldn't control him, Qing Yu simply hugged him tightly from behind and forced him to be quiet: "Amo! If you keep dragging on, you and I will be trapped here!"

Sheng Xiaomo was dying and struggling, when he looked down, he saw Qing Yu's exposed forearm, so he bit it hard.

Qing Yu grunted in pain, feeling that his teeth were embedded in his flesh, but he still endured the pain and did not let go.

Sheng Xiaomo only felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, he sucked it lightly, like a child biting a juicy apple and swallowing the blood into his stomach.

After a while, he finally let go of him and gave up struggling, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.Qing Yu hugged him tightly, being driven by him, she also fell to the ground together.

Sheng Xiaomo leaned against his arms hopelessly, looking up at the pale sky above her head, her eyes were as dark as a bottomless pit.This is the embrace he longed for day and night, but he got it under such painful circumstances.

What can he do?

Even the physical relationship is useless, even if they spend such a ridiculous night, he can still tell him lightly, as if nothing happened.He looks so gentle and humble, but his heart is harder than a rock.

I'm so tired...Uncle, I'm almost exhausted...

If he didn't like his uncle, but an ordinary woman, wouldn't he be so tired?

He turned around slowly, looked at Qing Yu's desolate face, with a dazed expression: "Uncle Shi...why are you my Uncle Shi? If you weren't Uncle Shi, how good would it be?"

Qing Yu suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness, being looked at by Sheng Xiaomo, he had never felt so disgusted with himself.

From the first time he confessed to him, to the fact that he had such an unethical truth at the end, he angered him and hurt him, and he collapsed, but he never thought of hurting him. He made up his mind to sever justice with him, and seeing him fall into a nightmare, he even took risks to save him!

He always said that Sheng Xiaomo was too persistent, but what did he do?I couldn't control my heart time and time again, and gave him so much hope, but in the face of his fiery love, I poured cold water on him again and again, saying those high-sounding words, when did he become so hypocritical and selfish? !

"No," Qing Yu looked away, struggling in his tone, "Amo, I...I am not as strong as you think, nor as selfless as I think..."

He is just a person, he is not a god.

Sheng Xiao frowned silently, as if he felt that there was something in his words, but he quickly denied himself.He had been lied to so many times by him, and he believed many things he said, except this one.Can't bear to refuse, but can't deliver, so, is he pitying him?

Ah.

"Are you sympathizing with me, or are you pitying me?" Sheng Xiaomo seemed like an enraged leopard, staring at the wandering prey in front of him. The veins on his white neck were bulging, looking warm and seductive.If the prey uttered another wrong word, he believed that he would bite his neck off without hesitation.

"No..." Qing Yu's throat moved, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"What's that?!" Sheng Xiaomo's eyes almost burst into flames.

What is it?

What is it!

What is it!

Qing Yu looked at Sheng Xiaomo calmly. In this young man's eyes, there was aggression and naked possessiveness that made him fearful. If such an arrogant gaze appeared on any other person, he would definitely kill him in an instant. .But facing him at this moment, Qing Yu could only feel his blood surging, his lips and teeth were burning and astringent, like the dry and chapped sand, longing for something.

For 500 years...he had had enough...

Whatever prestige, reputation, righteousness in the world, let him disregard human relations or commit serious crimes, go to hell!To hell!

He just wants to fall in love with him fiercely!

Qing Yu leaned over and kissed him.

The kiss lingered between the lips and teeth, and the wet rain drenched the dry sand.Qing Yu closed his eyes faintly, only feeling that the sky was dim and the earth was dark, unlike that time when he was imprisoned, this time he couldn't be more awake.Suddenly, Sheng Xiaomo quickly turned his back on the guest, his hands wrapped around his waist like vines, sucked his lips hard, and his tongue invaded his mouth like a conqueror.Reason collapsed across the board, lust gained the upper hand, tongues were churning each other, rolling up fire and thunder, as if magma surging in the depths of the ground for thousands of years burst out suddenly, even the most majestic and towering mountains in the world could not be suppressed !

The kiss quickly moved down, wandering along his chin to his neck, he involuntarily raised his head and panted lightly, the elegant neckline showed perfect lines like a jade wat.

Sheng Xiaomo was intoxicated in this half-truth dreamland, her vine-like hands climbed onto Qing Yu's body and began to pull at his belt.

"Amo!" Qing Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed his wrist, struggling to suppress the boiling passion in his chest: "Go out with me first... You can't stay in the nightmare for long..."

"No," Sheng Xiaomo was as stubborn as a child, with the other hand still hovering over his body: "When I go out, I wake up from a dream..."

"No," Qing Yu tremblingly caressed his flushed face, trying to calm down his breath: "Amo, I'm not your dream...Trust me, okay?"

Sheng Xiaomo looked at his affectionate gaze, and found that she could not refuse, nor could she not believe it.

Even if it's a dream, even if you wake up and return to the reality of losing him, that's enough.

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Sheng Xiaomo opened his eyes, saw the somewhat familiar surroundings, calmed down, and sat up suddenly.

Why would he sleep in the Palace of Ecstasy?Was it a dream before?

Waiting for the dizziness in his head to pass, he got up and walked out of the inner hall, but he didn't see Qing Yu.

Slowly recalling everything before, Sheng Xiaomo became more and more confused, and couldn't even tell whether she woke up from a dream or returned to it.He staggered out of the main hall with his feet floating, wandered around in a strange way, but saw a familiar figure in the kitchen.Qing Yu, dressed in crow-blue regular clothes and facing away from him, was decocting medicine in front of the stove, and the medicine smelled like a butterfly.Sheng Xiaomo's heart skipped a beat, recalling the bits and pieces in his dream, and his heart was surging for a moment, so he stepped forward and put his arms around him from behind.

If you can't tell the difference between dream and reality, let him confirm it again.

Qing Yu didn't seem to expect the sudden action of the person behind him, he was startled instinctively, but he didn't break away.He was still stirring the boiling medicinal juice in the sand pot carefully with one hand, while the other hand covered Sheng Xiaomo's hand around his abdomen in a comforting manner, and his tone was as calm as a white cloud on a sunny day: "Why did you get up?"

"I thought I was still dreaming..." Sheng Xiaomo tightened his arms around him.

Qing Yu didn't look back, but just put the lid back on the sand jar: "The medicine will be ready for a while, go lie down first, your heart veins are damaged, and your true energy will dissipate, don't walk around and blow the cold wind."

Sheng Xiaomo supported his shoulders, turned him to herself, and stared at the person in front of her with burning eyes: "You say you are not a dream, I believe you, prove it to me."

Before Qing Yu could react, he pressed Qing Yu close to him with his hand, and kissed him again.

Not as passionate as it used to be, this kiss was lingering and firm, as tender and affectionate as a long stream of water.Qing Yu obediently let him trace the shape of his lips and teeth carefully, like picking the morning dew on a green leaf.After a while, the two of them quietly