Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

If Chu Muyun were here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that this sleeping man has almost exactly the same face as his previous life, and even his body is very similar.

The only difference is that in his previous life he had healthy wheat-colored skin kissed by the sun, but the man lying in this cold place has a skin that is almost transparent, even sickly bluish-white against the frost and snow.

But in fact, this is a dead person.

Not breathing anything.

The heart stops beating.

The blood was frozen, the body lost its temperature, and fell asleep endlessly in this underground cold room made of ice for thousands of years.

The lazy emperor——Jun Mo, is an excellent alchemist. He has many ways to perfectly seal up this body, but he will never be able to get that dazzling soul back to him.

Life is alive, and the law of heaven recurs.

If you do something wrong, you should take responsibility.

How greedy he is to enjoy his warmth, what kind of chill is touched at this moment.

How much I want to see his smile again, what kind of sarcasm and ridicule the coldness that greets my eyes at this moment.

But no regrets.

He would probably do something like this again if he did it all over again.

Even if he was doomed to be lonely for the rest of his life, he couldn't restrain the impulse and despair at that moment.

No matter what, I finally got you, even if it’s just a body.

The always expressionless and lazy Emperor Zun had a soft smile on his lips.

The arc spread from the pale lips, spread to the fair cheeks, and finally rose to the silver pupils that were as pale as the bright moon in the sky.

Then, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, the bright light ignited the silver moon, giving the empty moon palace a dazzling vitality and dazzling brilliance, making the already unparalleled appearance instantly beautiful to the extreme.

A person who never smiles, laughs once in a while...it's so amazing that people can't describe it.

The beauty under this contrast is like a meteor shower across the sky. You can only look up, because it is fleeting.

Jun Mo took off his boots and stepped onto the icy jade bed with bare feet.

After all, he is a living person, even if his cultivation level is very high, but in such an ice room that is rare in ten thousand years, his lips have already turned purple from the cold, his already pale complexion is like frost, and he is extremely cold. cold.

He knows medical skills, but never checks his own pulse.

But in fact, anyone with a little understanding of medical theory can clearly detect his pulse by taking his pulse. The cold poison has already soaked his bones, and the icy air has entered his lungs. If he is a mortal, he may have died hundreds of times already.

But even the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm, because of the cold poison, he would experience unimaginable pain day and night, never intermittently, and without end.

His pallor was not the appearance of a sickness, but a real illness.

From body to spirit, he has been trapped by the demonic barrier set by the man in front of him for life and life.

The temperature in the ice room dropped again and again, and it seemed that he could never imagine how cold it was.

But the lazy Emperor didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. He got on the ice bed and carefully leaned against the man's side. His silver hair spread out like a waterfall, and his soft clothes were covered with a layer of frost and became stiff. rigid.But he didn't care at all, and carefully hugged the man into his arms, as if he was holding the warmest thing in the world, with a shallow smile on his lips, he quietly closed his eyes.

The picture seemed to be frozen, and even the sound of breathing disappeared in the quiet space, and all that could be seen were the two sleeping in each other's arms.

They are so close that their hair is intertwined; yet they are far apart, how to cross the boundary between life and death.

Chu Muyun didn't know anything about the empty bamboo forest.

He is now seriously considering the follow-up plan.

Chu Muyun: "Honey, have you remembered everything I told you?"

Zero Baby: "...you won't lose your memory."

Chu Muyun: "Just in case."

Zero: "There will be no accidents."

Chu Muyun's thoughts moved slightly: "Lingling, what are you hiding from me?"

zero:"……"

This small system can't lie, so every time Chu Muyun asked him if he felt guilty, he would only throw out six points.

Chu Muyun's expression was solemn: "Don't do anything you're not sure about. It doesn't matter if you lose your memory, I know it well."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun: "Be obedient, even if you forget everything, I'm still me."

After a while, Zero threw out six points again.

Chu Muyun wanted to say something more, but Mo Jiushao outside had already taken out the Xinxin Pill.

Chu Muyun never fights uncertain battles, he is indeed bold, but he is also careful, can plan everything delicately, and dare to go all the way without fear.

Achieving the goal is the only thing to do, of course, the premise is that he has identified this goal.

Chu Muyun was not completely ignorant of the Heart Lost Pill.

On the contrary, when he was on Qianluan Peak, he had deliberately studied this pill, of course he didn't expect to use it now.Instead, when he read a lot of books and saw the introduction of these elixir, he felt faintly that he would be forced to take it one day.

There is no other reason, the blood feud between Mo Jiushao and Chu Muyun is a big taboo, there is no guarantee that Mo Jiushao will not twitch his forehead, give him a grain, and forget his past.

Although Chu Muyun escaped to death perfectly afterwards, but by chance, now he has another chance to try it.

The medicinal effect of Losing Heart Pill is: as long as you take it, you will almost forget everything.

Although according to Mo Jiushao's thinking, the ice spirit beast only has two years of memory, and if it is erased, it will be erased, and it will not have any effect.

But the fact is that Chu Muyun carries a lot of memories. Their so-called past and present lives are all present to him, so as long as he takes the Lost Heart Pill, all of them will disappear like a hard disk format.

It sounded terrible, that's why Ling was so nervous, but Chu Muyun knew a way to avoid the drug's effect.

The feasibility is unknown, after all, it has never been verified.

But... there is always a way.

Just as he was about to take the Heart Lost Pill, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on Qianluan Peak. As the ground shook and the mountains shook, two black figures landed steadily outside Qianluan Palace like meteors falling to the ground.

Mo Jiushao was unmoved, he still looked at the young man in his arms tenderly, and patiently catalyzed the Lost Heart Pill in his hand with energy to get rid of the impurities in it, trying to minimize the side effects so that the body would not be traumatized The little guy can take it.

Mo Jiushao didn't turn his head to look until Yan Chen and Ling Xuan appeared in the hall at the same time.

He saw the huge two-winged beast burning with black flames at a glance, and asked indifferently: "Junior Brother, what are you calling 'Dark Night' out for?"

Yan Chen stared at him firmly: "Give him back to me."

"Give it back to you?" Mo Jiushao looked back at him and asked coldly, "Who really belongs to him?"

Yan Chen narrowed his eyes: "Chu Muyun is dead, he is now my raised ice spirit beast, and he likes me!"

"Like you?" Mo Jiushao sneered, "Are you sure? After you gave him to others, after you trampled his sincerity on the ground, after you pushed him away again and again, Will he still like you?"