Chosen Prophet [Unlimited]

Duan Yi pressed the person under him to ask this sentence, but immediately covered his mouth.

Because he still remembered that the maid from before returned to the painting after chanting a spell.

But soon he discovered that if he kept covering people's mouths, how could people answer his own words?

So Duan Yi carefully moved his palm away, but he didn't move it very far. His hand was placed on the man's chin. Once he recited a similar spell, he immediately blocked his mouth again.

The tomb was already dark, and the inside of the sarcophagus was even more so. Staring closely at the person in front of him, Duan Yi could only see a pair of star-like eyes.Immediately afterwards, Duan Yi heard his voice.

"I became one of them, and then found that you didn't leave, but chose to stay. I have been trying to find you. But they knew that I was a player, guarded against me, and blocked the player number retrieval function for me, So I can't find out which copy you are in based on the number. In order to avoid supervision, I dare not search your name at will. I can only find a very roundabout way.

"Fortunately, the system can monitor players in all aspects. The words and sentences you write and the content of your paintings will all be converted into data and monitored. I can participate in the design of the monitoring and early warning program. With this program, I can find a way Find you among thousands of players.

"The word 'tomorrow' appears in the mouths of all players or in their notebooks too frequently. I can't find you with the logic of 'whoever mentions my name is you', so I use my facial features data.

"I thought maybe you would draw my face on paper because you missed me, so I entered my facial features data into the system and secretly made an early warning program.

"I received an early warning just now, and the matching rate between the data and my facial features was as high as 70%, so I tried to bring my consciousness here...Brother Xiaoyi, why did you paint me on the face of a dead person? Are you uncommon? I made a mistake in my judgment, about customs clearance—"

"Fuck his customs clearance! This is the point you want to tell me now?!"

Duan Yi has endured to the extreme, and it is almost impossible to listen to him calmly.

Eye sockets turned red all of a sudden, Duan Yi grabbed tomorrow's skirt and lifted him up a bit.

Duan Yi's heartbeat was extraordinarily violent. Hearing what he said tomorrow, his first reaction was uncontrollable ecstasy, but the mood that followed was the pain and anger that he had resisted everything without telling himself. And then recalling the traumatic pain that he had disappeared before his eyes.

"The only thing that keeps me going is that you and my brother have said that everything here is 'data', and this is a world made up of data. So in my eyes, in such a world, the 'death' Words have infinite possibilities—"

Duan Yi gritted his teeth and said, "But even so, I know that you went back to save me with the mentality of dying. You know the pain when you saw me being tortured, and do you know...do you know How do you feel when I see you disappear when you know that you are in a different place?"

"A different place?" Tomorrow's voice paused for a moment, seemingly unbelievable, and then his voice became a little hoarse, "Brother Xiao Yi, so you...why didn't you leave?"

Hearing his question, Duan Yi was almost furious. "Why don't you go? Because I'm loyal. I don't want to leave my comrade-in-arms alone. I don't want to step on the corpse of your comrade-in-arms. Is this answer satisfactory?"

"I..." Hearing this answer, Tomorrow seemed startled.

Duan Yi still wanted to vent his anger and stimulate Tomorrow, but when he saw the loss in his eyes through a little light from outside, all the anger in his heart seemed to disappear in an instant.

The resentment and anger... were all dissipated after the longing was relieved, and turned into soft cotton wool on the tip of the heart, which made Duan Yi's heart soften when he scratched it.

Sighing almost inaudibly, Duan Yi said: "It's nothing to praise you for being smart, isn't it?"

"Xiao Yi—"

The reason why he didn't say "Brother" tomorrow is because he was kissed by Duan Yi.

Gently kissing tomorrow's lower lip, and biting a shallow tooth mark with his canine teeth, Duan Yi said in a hoarse voice: "Just now I actually thought I was a little crazy. After you left, I saw nothing. I think it's you. They say that Loulan's bride is beautiful, that she is the most beautiful in the world, but when I hear these words, the only person I can think of is you. I know that you have nothing to do with her, and I also know that in a Faceless Bride draws you, the probability of you being able to appear and open your eyes to look at me may be less than one in ten thousand——

"But I don't know why... Maybe it's because I miss you so much. After knowing that the two-dimensional body drawn by this copy may be able to become a person in a three-dimensional world, my first thought is, I want to draw you .

"Look, it really has its own echoes. Or, our tacit understanding is just right. You set up an early warning program, and I insisted on drawing you on her face, which really attracted you.

"So now...do you see why I'm not leaving?"

I laughed when I heard this sentence tomorrow.

Raising his hand, he lightly touched Duan Yi's cheek, his eyes looked unbelievable at first, and then all these emotions turned into endless tenderness.

Duan Yi's tense and oppressive body has slowly relaxed at this moment.

So tomorrow he turned to the guest, raised his hand to grab the back of Duan Yi's neck, turned over and pressed him under him.

"Why are you trying to find me in the bride?" Leaning over to Duan Yi's ear, tomorrow's voice became hoarse, "You want to marry me?"

Duan Yi's voice was also hoarse.Smiling angrily, he asked, "Yes, I want to marry you, will you marry me or not?"

Tomorrow just laughed and didn't answer this question.

Duan Yi pinched his waist. "Don't you want to marry?"

After asking this sentence, Duan Yi was inexplicably a little shy, as if he was really molesting the big girl.

Duan Yi's face turned red all of a sudden, and his heart beat extremely violently.

Then his chin was lifted by tomorrow, and his lips were kissed.

Different from the one-man show in the alley, and also different from the tentative confession in the resort hotel, this time they kissed in a real sense for the first time.

This kiss separates life and death, and separates strange bodies, but their souls have never been so close.

Push Duan Yi's lips, tomorrow...

All the ellipsis parts of the full text @木极素.

The blood rolled and landed on the tip of his tongue, bringing a mouthful of sweet, bloody and rusty smell.

This smell seemed to ignite something, making his whole body boil.

Grab Duan Yi's hair, pull him a little closer, and lean down to kiss him again tomorrow.

If his kiss had been as gentle as possible before, this time it was uncontrollably tyrannical.

Like a traveler who meets the nectar after a long drought, at this moment he just wants to enjoy the hard-won water source heartily.

Even if he drank poison to quench his thirst, he would still enjoy it.

Teeth collided with teeth first, followed by…

It was as if in this way he was declaring his possessiveness over the body.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", the sound of buttons being ripped off and hitting the sarcophagus, torn apart tomorrow...

Unexpectedly, for some reason, a bizarre thought of "How can I lie still when the yellow girl is so proactive", Duan Yi grabbed the back of tomorrow's neck with one hand, and tore open the wedding dress on him with the other.

But the wedding dress was too complicated, Duan Yi tore it several times, but he couldn't get it open.

Annoyed in his heart, Duan Yi grasped tomorrow's waist, turned over and pressed him back under his body again.

Lifting his upper body tomorrow, he grabbed Duan Yi's head and wanted to kiss it.

Duan Yi pressed his lips like a prodigal son, and said in a provocative tone: "Xiao Tian, ​​what's the rush?"

"Brother Yi——"

"Don't worry about it." Duan Yi touched tomorrow's chin, and then slid his thumb over his lips. "Before this, I never thought that I would like a man, let alone kiss a man. But when it happened to you, it seemed to be smooth. It seemed that I was born to be like this. "

The Adam's apple slid up and down several times, and asked him tomorrow: "Brother Xiao Yi, then you, when did you fall in love with me?"

"I don't know either. But—" Duan Yi leaned closer, looked deeply into tomorrow's eyes through the sporadic light, and said with a sigh, "After you disappeared, I was sent to the 'future', I remembered everything.

"I clearly remember the scene where I was tortured. At that time, I wasn't actually afraid. I made a mistake and didn't guard against Xue Jing. I was to blame for falling to that point. I had nothing to blame myself for until... Until I saw you in prison. I saw you so sad... At that moment, I began to feel endless regret. I was not afraid that the knife would fall on me, but I regretted why I made you so sad. And now..."

With a wry smile, Duan Yi said again, "I really regret it. After you left, there was not a single day that I didn't regret. I regret that I should have become stronger a long time ago. If I wasn't easily calculated by others, how could you Suffering all this?"

Holding Duan Yi's face with a smile tomorrow, he said with emotion: "I'm not bitter. If you don't want me to miss me, I can't find you. You miss me, so I can show up."

"I missed you, and you just appeared... Can Xiaotian do magic tricks?" Duan Yi smiled and leaned closer to tomorrow, leaned over and kissed his lips actively, and then stretched out his hand again to try to untie his wedding dress.

During this process, Duan Yi felt something, and was taken aback for a moment, then quickly withdrew his hand, his ears burning a little. "You, are you completely conscious?"

"Yes. My data temporarily replaced Loulan's bride. The me you touch now represents the complete me." Tomorrow bit Duan Yi's lips as punishment, "Otherwise, do you think I will let you kiss someone else? "

"That's not—"

"I came to you in violation of the rules, and I have to go back later. After I leave, this bride will look exactly like me because of your painting. At that time, you are not allowed to look at her more, let alone touch her. hand."

Duan Yi smiled against his lips: "The requirements are so strict?"

Mingming narrowed his eyes: "Then do you give me the right to make demands?"

"Yes." Duan Yi answered very happily, and kissed tomorrow, his voice was full of joy and tenderness that was lost and found, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "Xiaotian, I will give you whatever you want this time."

What responded to Duan Yi was tomorrow's heavy kiss, and another movement of turning over and pressing him down.

Both of them are tall, but the coffin is relatively small and the space is extremely insufficient, but they are still doing violent movements inside, and the sarcophagus inevitably shakes back and forth. When it overwhelms Duan Yi again tomorrow, The sarcophagus was even half a minute off the ground, and then crashed down, making a loud noise.

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At the door of the tomb, most people fled far away, but after hearing the sound, the girl who could draw on the 2nd looked in horror at the tomb covered with coffins and yellow sand. "This, isn't this really a fake corpse? Can No. 7 beat her?"

The person standing in front of No. 2 is Yang Ye.

He yelled "Xiao Yi, be careful" just now, walked to the coffin and took a look, as if after hearing something, he quickly backed out.

Now it was obvious that he also heard the sound, Yang Ye looked back at the coffin with a very complicated expression.

Hearing No. 2's inquiry, his expression became more and more indescribable.

After a full ten seconds of silence, Yang Ye replied, "Don't worry, he's capable and should be able to win."

No. 2 glanced at the coffin hesitantly, and said, "But..."

Witch No. 3 and Dongfang Yu No. 4 followed closely behind. "Shall we go and help him?"

Yang Ye thought for a while: "It's almost 9 o'clock, otherwise let's discuss who will vote for tonight?"

After a while, there was another loud noise - it was Duan Yi who pushed open the lid of the sarcophagus, crawled out from inside, and closed the coffin again.

He looked overwhelmed with uncontrollable joy, but also seemed a little lost.

With a light cough, Yang Ye walked into the tomb, went to his side, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? It's over so quickly?"

Duan Yi was almost taken aback, then bit his back molars. "Don't talk nonsense. In order to avoid being discovered, he went back first. The Loulan bride...the bride was lying in it. I painted her face and put her in the coffin, but nothing happened. So this is not a customs clearance condition. Still Have to think about it."