Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Yu stretched out his fingers, pressed on Yu Mu's lips, pushed his teeth away, and turned his wet tongue, making the sleeping man frown uncomfortably.

The little monk smiled viciously, and played for a while before letting go of Yu Mu.

He thought, it seems to be beneficial to be this shit emperor.

The person he couldn't find before delivered to the door himself, saving him a lot of effort.

As time passed, the outside of the dormitory gradually lit up, and the sun shone into the main hall. Feng Prison's face suddenly changed. He was surprised to see that his black nails were returning to normal color little by little, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Eternal prison...you..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned from red to black, his ghost teeth were also put away, and the color of the petal-shaped marks on his forehead became lighter, his eyes were clear, implying the light of Buddha.

If Yu Mu wakes up at this time, he will know that this is the return of Eternal Prison.

Yong Prison stared blankly at his hands, then at Yu Mu who was lying beside him covered in scars, all the memories of Feng Prison came flooding back.

Including the death of the twelve eminent monks of Nanluo Temple by him, and the destruction of tens of thousands of soldiers of the Feng Dynasty by the army of evil spirits.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.

These are all done by him.

He thought of all the people in the city kneeling in front of him, shivering and shouting long live the emperor, and thinking that this prosperous imperial capital had been completely turned into a ghost capital by him, so gloomy that it was like a dead city.

In the end, the memory stayed on last night, he raped Yu Mu.

Intemperance, insanity, hurt the person.

Yong Prison put his hands on his chest and felt it quietly for a while.

There is no heartbeat.

It seems that... it doesn't hurt anymore.

Even if he knew that Feng Prison had done so many evil things behind his back, even if he knew that he had broken the precept and hurt Donor Yu, even if he knew that these were all wrong, he would not blame himself.

Seeing Master Yu again, here, it won't hurt anymore.

He seemed to be a total monster.

Neither human nor ghost, neither good nor evil.

It's a bad feeling.

Because he doesn't know what is the meaning of his existence in this world.

The Buddha said: Life is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, everything in the world is transformed into appearance, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, and everything changes.

And now, he has no heart.

And why does it still exist?

So, it's time to end.

He... should go too.

【Host! !Host, wake up! !The status of the prison is wrong! !He seems to be disappearing! ! 】

Yu Mu was awakened by the system's screams, and then saw the body of the little monk beside him reflecting the morning light in the hall, it was gradually becoming transparent like Liang Xiaohan in the first world!

Seeing the other person's face clearly, Yu Mu recognized that this was the Eternal Prison. Without waiting to think about it, he tried his best to prop up his body, hugged the little monk and fell onto the bed.

"You are eternal prison, right?" Yu Mu's chaotic brain quickly sobered up, trying to think of words, hugging the person in his arms tightly, and said to him, "I have been waiting for you, little master, you are finally back, I want to answer what you said before, I want to tell you that I am not what you want, even if we are separated by mountains and seas, I can level them!"

He got up, grabbed Yong Prison's hand and put it on his chest, and said to him, "Now I am not a ghost, I have a heart, and this heart beats for you now, I like you, I have always liked you!"

After being tossed around for too long yesterday, Yu Mu's brain was buzzing when he yelled these words in a hoarse voice. He gasped for breath, and stared seriously at the little monk, making Yong Prison feel his sincerity.

The young monk who was being held down by him stared at him blankly, his figure became solidified little by little, and finally stabilized.

Those clear eyes seemed to be able to peer into the depths of a person's soul. Yong Prison pursed his lips, then reached out and touched Yu Mu's face lightly. The temperature that belongs to the living.

For a long time, Eternal Prison cried.

To be precise, he shed tears, but he didn't know why he shed tears, just kept falling like that, and the man in front of him wiped it for him in a panic, talking to him while wiping.

Ask him why he is crying.

But at this time, Yong Prison couldn't answer his question at all.

Buddha said: Everything has cause and effect.

But facing this sudden effect, he couldn't find the cause.

Yu Mu's heart ached when he saw him cry. In addition, this body was tender everywhere, and the lacrimal glands were particularly developed. Seeing Yong Prison crying, he couldn't hold back, so he cried along with him, and the tears fell faster than The Yong Prison was still fierce, and it hit the young monk's skirt with a thud. In the end, Yu Mu lay on the Yong Prison's chest, sobbing very badly.

He hiccupped while weeping, and even thought he would cry to death.

The system couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and tried to comfort him.

Yu Mu is also very helpless: Tongzi, it's not that I don't want to stop, it's that the physique of the fucking Lan people is too evil! !

It was made entirely of water, it sucked so much blood, and it was still screaming and crying from G last night. When I woke up this morning, I could still continue to cry. This is simply invincible!

"Benefactor Yu, don't cry." Originally he was coaxing Yong Prison, but Yong Prison saw that he was crying too much, so he stretched out his hand and stroked his back lightly, comforting him, "I understand what you mean. "

"I'm willing to believe what you say." Having said that, he paused and continued, "But, I don't know what kind of feelings I have for you, I..."

He smiled helplessly and said, "I have no heart."

"Then, uh, go find it." Yu Mu hiccupped, his eyes were blurred, he propped himself up to look at Eternal Prison, "Let's find, uh, get your heart back together, so that you can return to Yang!"

The little monk looked slightly startled, looked at the crying man, finally nodded and agreed.

He thought, benefactor Yu seemed to be different from before.

Are you trying to lie to him again?

He couldn't figure it out.

However, he still chose to trust Yu Mu.

Because, believing this man has become his habit.

When he was in Zhenyao Pagoda, Yu Mu was the first "person" who took him out of the stone platform, and also the first "person" he had been in contact with for such a long time.

Maybe that memory was just Yu Mu's deception to Feng Prison, but to Yong Prison, it was Yu Mu's kindness to him.

Yu Mu finally passed out.

After all, no matter how special his physique was, it was not made of iron. After such a chaotic night, he woke up crying and making noises in the morning, and finally lost his strength, and fell asleep until late at night, inevitably developing a fever.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Yu Mu only felt top-heavy and his fingers were soft.

The chaotic consciousness suddenly woke up when it met a pair of dark red eyes.

I saw that the black-eyed little monk with clear eyes during the day had changed. The blue-white man with pitch-black nails rested his cheeks on his hands and rested his elbows on the side of the bed. Feng Prison looked at the man who woke up, and slightly raised the corners of his lips. , revealing two shallow dimples on the cheeks.

"Yu Mu, you're finally awake." He put down his hands, folded his arms on the side of the bed, moved closer to the pale man, but his cheeks were stained with sickly flushed red, and asked him, "I heard you talking to Yong Yong in the daytime." Prison said he liked it, can you explain to me why you said that to him?"