Did the little scumbag lose his horse today?

impossible.

Lu Xiuyuan clearly remembered that little red mole, not only because he had seen it, but also because he had kissed it over and over again in the craziest moment.

The little mole was as bright red as blood after being sucked, how could he remember it wrongly, how could it disappear?

The surprise and panic that overwhelmed him like a tsunami finally made him lose his calmness and self-restraint. For the first time, he ignored Yuanrun's wishes and pulled his collar. prevent his movement.

Lu Xiuyuan used only one hand to hold both of the young man's hands and pressed them on top of his head, and then with the other hand, he tore off his collar and even his inner shirt with a rude movement, and then loosened it. took off his belt.

The white porcelain that was peeled off by force is perfect.

The slender and tight waist is clean.

"Lu Xiuyuan!" The loose clothes made Yuan Run feel humiliated. He bent up and bit Lu Xiuyuan's hand, but he bit it so hard that the smell of blood and rust began to fill his mouth. Lu Xiuyuan didn't let go. open him.

But there was no further action.

Yuan Run was frightened by Lu Xiuyuan, who was like a madman, and the ending trembled a little: "You, what do you want to do..."

This was the first time he fully felt how huge the power disparity between the two was.

In the past, he just thought that Lu Xiuyuan's monster power was stronger than him, but for the first time he felt that even with just one hand, he could hold himself tightly and be unable to move at all.

The action of pushing away again and again was not because of how powerful he was, but because Lu Xiuyuan was always backing down.

Only this time, he didn't let him.

"Lu Xiuyuan...don't be like this..." He softened his voice, "Can you let me go first? Please..."

Lu Xiuyuan's head was knocked dizzy by the disappearing red moles and birthmarks.

No, all gone.

Every imprint he was familiar with disappeared without a trace, and this body was terribly clean.

The face that was exactly the same as that person was deeply immersed in the mist, and one after another entangled threads wrapped him up and dragged him into the abyss, but he seemed to be able to only see his face, and everyone caught in the mist didn't know .

what is the problem?

If it was when he first entered Wuyin Temple, just relying on this similar face, Lu Xiuyuan would not be so unstoppable and mistook him for his former lover.But later, getting along bit by bit, his smile, his calculations, what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat, when he speaks, he habitually raises his tone like a coquettish child, and even he uses the blood pressure of the Teng Snake clan. Containing the blood of the fox clan in his body—all these things told him that the young man in front of him was the one he was thinking of, and he did not admit his mistake.

Also, the sound of 'Arun'.

He didn't believe he had such good acting skills.

He didn't believe that there was another person living in his skin in the world.

That person is engraved in his bones and blood, and he will not give up his sincerity so easily.

Lu Xiuyuan's hand holding Yuan Run was shaking, and he was sweating.

"Arun, you must be Arun, I can't admit my mistake... Do you remember that we first met in Lin'an Mansion in the human world, you were wearing blue clothes with a high ponytail, you talked to me, I let you go..."

"I find you annoying. I know you want to plot against my Jun Lingyu. There are too many demons plotting against me, but you are different from other demons..."

"You said you liked me a little and didn't want to see me in danger."

"You helped me escape that day, but you were injured..."

"You once promised me that you would marry me. We secretly watched the marriage in the world, and thought about what kind of clothes we would wear and who we would invite..."

Lu Xiuyuan kept talking a lot, and those words seemed to come alive, turning into familiar and unfamiliar pictures one after another in front of Yuan Run's eyes.The people in that picture were him and Lu Cheng, and it was also Lu Xiuyuan's youthful face.

These memories that did not belong to him surged up, completely shattering his original memories. The memory was like a rising tide of sea water constantly flowing in and out along the broken place of the soul, and the memory about Lu Cheng flickered, and then one page after another. A page embedded in the memory that he once took as truth.

That ordinary, boring face was gradually replaced by Lu Xiuyuan's, and that memory, which took three years and was nothing unusual, was replaced by sour, sweet, and bitter memories one after another. replace.

"Ah!" Yuan Run hugged the swollen head and the sharp tearing soul with both hands, his face turned pale with pain.His hands were trembling violently, his whole body was trembling, his heart was beating faster and faster, but it was as if a large piece of his heart had been severed by someone, and his internal organs twitched in pain.

Lu Xiuyuan was terrified.He took the curled up young man back into his arms, and kept sliding his big palm over his forehead and heart: "Arun, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Does it hurt here?"

Tick.

A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, which flickered in the light of the candle.

Yuan Run cried out almost uncontrollably.

He was crying so sadly, so loudly, like the most uninhibited and indulgent child, crying so much that the wet tears covered his whole face.His fingers grabbed Lu Xiuyuan's semi-dry clothes tightly, almost tearing the fabric.

"A... Cheng..." He wanted to call out this name.

Lu Xiuyuan held his hand tightly, preventing him from digging his nails deep into his palm: "I'm here, Arun, I'm here! Arun, Arun, what's wrong with you?"

His whole body was surrounded by deep fear.

It was a fear of losing everything.

Under such fear, Lu Xiuyuan even felt that no matter how Yuan Run deceived him, no matter how much he approached him with other purposes, it would be fine.He didn't want him to suffer like this, as long as he could recover.

Lu Xiuyuan didn't want to wait any longer, quickly pushed open the window, and shot a faint blue light towards the enchantment that Jiang Youzhi automatically set up at night.Then he returned to Yuanrun's side and tidied up his messy clothes.

Jiang Youzhi came very quickly.

His enchantment was originally one of the ways to communicate with Lu Xiuyuan, and he rushed over immediately after receiving the message.

Seeing that the two were in such a mess, he put away his joking thoughts and asked, "What happened?"

This was the first time he saw a look of despair on his friend's face.

He seemed to be suppressing his emotions, and reluctantly said: "Just now... I felt the power of the ghost world. Maybe you will know what happened to him."

The boy fell into a coma after crying loudly.

He lay in Lu Xiuyuan's arms with tears all over his face, even though he was sleepy, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Ghost world?" Jiang Youzhi never expected that Yuanrun would have something to do with the ghost world. After all, he had never sensed an aura outside the ghost world in him before.He squatted down, pressed his two fingers together between Yuan Run's eyebrows, and slowly felt it.

The ghost clan is the best at detecting spirits, especially when it comes to Jiang Youzhi's cultivation level.He had never had a chance to investigate before, but this time he was surprised by the situation inside Yuanrun's sea of ​​consciousness.

"He... actually lost a piece of his soul."

Lu Xiuyuan suddenly raised his eyes: "What?"

"There are many ways to lose the soul, such as being severely traumatized... But he is not, he is the piece of soul that was lost due to the intervention of others."

Jiang Youzhi's investigation paused: "He is resisting, he doesn't want his memory to be washed out, so there is a piece of soul missing, which was forcibly taken out."

Because the soul is clamoring not to forget, it must be separated by very strong means.And those who have been stripped of their souls can't do anything, they can only watch and feel their own memories being drained piece by piece.That kind of pain and despair is simply unimaginable.

The Cangxi Hall was eerily quiet.

Jiang Youzhi saw that Lu Xiuyuan's face was as pale as paper.

After a long time, Lu Xiuyuan said in a hoarse voice: "Why... strip?"

He clearly suppressed the shock in his heart, but his voice was still trembling violently.

Jiang Youzhi thought that he had also seen ghosts with strong winds and waves.He lived a very long time, and had a glorious time in the ghost world.During those days, no one dared to refute what he said. He could go anywhere in the ghost world, so he had seen many dirty tricks that were not very popular in the ghost world.

But this is the first time he has seen such a cruel method of washing away the soul.

Just because the process is too complicated, if there is a little carelessness, the object of the soul washing will be wiped out.

"You know, the Yaozu's physical body is very strong, and it will protect the spirit of the gods and protect it from harm. He doesn't want to lose his memory, so his body rejects any power that enters. If he wants to be obedient, the only way is... "

Having said that, Jiang Youzhi couldn't help but pause for a while.

Just because the words to be said are so cruel.

He said: "Peel off the skin and bones, and peel off the flesh and blood that protects the soul one by one."

Lu Xiuyuan's knuckles on the back of Yuan Run's hand turned white.

Jiang Youzhi continued: "I've only heard of this technique, I've never actually seen it. There are very few ghosts in the ghost world who are capable of doing such a thing, at least their cultivation must be higher than mine. Even It's me, leaving only his naked soul, pulling away the original memories bit by bit, and forcing a section that doesn't belong to him...I don't guarantee [-]% success."

"His flesh and blood have grown back, leaving no traces of the original. The missing piece of soul, probably because the people behind the scenes took out too much and filled it up too little, so they had to forcefully gouged out a piece. Otherwise, as long as he wakes up, his soul will slowly collapse due to too much loss, and become a walking dead."

Lu Xiuyuan lowered his thick black eyes.

The half-wet hair fell down, covering most of his expression. Jiang Youzhi stood aside and couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see him carefully looking at the face of the person in his arms. After a long time, he stretched out his hand through the clothes , caressing Yuanrun's slender neck.

No wonder.

No wonder every inch of his memory has disappeared without a trace.

"He..." Lu Xiuyuan's voice sounded like a cup of bitter tea that had been brewed for a long time, "I wasn't afraid of the cold before. I should have suspected it then."

The boy's smile wrapped in a thick cloak in winter filled his head.

The way he sat by the brazier with his red nose warming the fire, the way he shrunk his neck slightly, the way he tightened his fur collar... Scenes emerged one after another.

Jiang Youzhi: "He was afraid of the cold when his fur was stripped off."