Taming of the Beast

Jueran walked up to him and slapped him hard.

Unprepared, Mo Chen leaned to one side and hit his head directly on the tree.With a muffled sound, a bruise was left on his forehead, slightly oozing blood.

Although I don't know the specific effect of the bead, judging from Jue Ran's anger, all the things he did were controlled by the bead, and he couldn't help himself.And the chief culprit of all this is himself, he was violated by him, and Jue Ran also had a relationship with him unwillingly, he couldn't hate Jue Ran, because of his own selfish desires, he was implicated, Mo Chen still harbored deep feelings deeply guilty.

Having sex with someone you don't like is disgusting.He can understand Juedan's mood, and he is also obliged to bear his rage.

"Are you satisfied?" The human's face was swollen, and his body was covered with bruises made by himself. It looked so funny when paired with the soil. He looked coldly at Mo Chen who was huddled by the tree like a frightened rabbit. Mo Chen hesitated for a moment, what Mo Chen did was wrong, but he was just looking for his lover...

However, the victim was himself.

Jueran snorted disdainfully, this human being is not worthy of sympathy, and anyone who can use that kind of spell is not a good thing.

"Believe it or not, I really didn't know that bead would have such power." Bu sucked the moisture out of his mouth, Mo Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't look directly into Jue Ran's eyes, hugging Clothes, he whispered.

"I don't know?" What tricks are you still playing at this time?Playing innocent to win his sympathy?He didn't even have the energy to sneer, Jueran raised his beaded hand in front of Mo Chen, "I don't know, I'll tell you."

"I can't untie it once I put it on, unless I chop off my hand..." Juedan pulled it vigorously a few times, and the bead didn't move at all, as if it was growing on the body, including the thin thread wearing the bead, no matter how hard it was, it couldn't stop pulling . "I cut off my hand, the bead is not there, but the curse remains. The bead is just a carrier. The real spell begins when it is worn on my hand, unless I die. Otherwise, the curse will follow me for the rest of my life."

When his heart was jumping, Mo Chen subconsciously pulled his string of beads, but the result was the same as Jue Ran, and he couldn't take it off.

For the rest of his life, is he going to be entangled with Jue Ran for the rest of his life?But if he doesn't chant the spell. , then will this curse lose its effect?

Mo Chen guessed, but the fantasy was shattered by Juedan at the next moment.

"This is a love curse. I will have sex with you every certain period. If I don't, I will die." He knows the horror of the love curse better than anyone else. Juede's face seems to be covered with hoarfrost, cold and gloomy. very. "If you recite the spell, I have to touch you, otherwise, you will die. You don't know, now I tell you, human, what are you going to do?"

Even if he believed that what Mo Dust said was true and cast a curse without knowing it, his reason was simply to want to protect him from the wolf clan.But what about after that?The spell cannot be undone. Facing the mighty white wolf, he can only end up dead. How could the white wolf let go of the person who moved his female?His death does no harm to humans, just because he is the caster.

He was just a pawn, a pawn caught up in innocent people.

Juedan's arms wrapped around Mo Chen's neck, with the urge to die together.He is a warrior in the clan, and the glory of a warrior is that he will sacrifice his life to defend the clan and dignity no matter what the situation is.

This is bloody stubbornness.

"Send me to the Wolf Clan, okay?" Knowing what Jueran was going to do, Mo Chen didn't hide, and straightened his chest with his arms down, "My life is yours. When I meet Cang Kui, you can do whatever you want." disposal."

Where does his persistence come from?Disregarding life and death, is the only thing he cares about is the white wolf?

They didn't give up, and they didn't resist. There was a stalemate for a long time, and no one was willing to take the next step.

It wasn't until Mo Chen coughed a few times due to difficulty breathing that Jueran let go of his hand.

The man got up and walked into the forest.

Seeing the black figure leaving him little by little, Mo Chen panicked.Made such a big mistake just to let him stay, would Jue Ran rather die than help him?He can't go, at least not right now.What method can be used to keep him?Looking around anxiously, what imprinted in his eyes was not only the land but also the trees, and his beads.

Do you want to use it again?Jueran will be pissed off by him...

"Where are you going?!" Mo Chen yelled, then raised his beaded arm tremblingly, "If you go, I, I will..."

Jueran turned her head back, with a contemptuous smile on her face, slowly walked back to Mo Chen's side, stood at his feet, looked down at him, "What? Not enough? Am I not enough for you? You don't need to chant the mantra and I will You can continue, come on, until you are satisfied."

Pulling off Mo Chen's clothes on his chest, Jue Ran pretended to press on them.

"Jueran, let's discuss, I won't recite that spell in the future, you accompany me to the wolf tribe, don't you go?" The moment Juedan approached, his blood froze.Mo Chen was shaking like a sieve, carefully discussing with the man with his timid eyes open.

With a cold snort, Juedan patted the dust on his clothes and stood up.

"Jueran, did you promise me?" He didn't hear or see any rejection, and he finally let go of his concern. Facing the man who was walking towards the forest again, Mo Chen asked again as if he wanted to reassure himself.

Jueran stopped, turned her head slightly, "You have no right to call me by my name."

【..."Didn't I tell you my name? Call me by my name."

"Cang Kui..."

"Very well, just name."

"Qui."...]

That is, what Cang Kui said when he hugged him for the first time, the rights he gave, the rights only given to him.In front of Jueran, he is not worthy to call his name, because he is a despicable person, because he is different from Cangkui.

It's God's joke, just now he thought it was very similar to the day he rescued Cang Kui, what happened was almost the same, but...

They are two people.One loves him deeply, and the other hates him.

No one can replace Cang Kui, he is unique, and he is only a treasure in the eyes of Cang Kui.

Holding on to the tree, Mo Chen stood up slowly. His legs were sore, and so was his waist. He leaned against the tree and gritted his teeth, waiting for his body to get used to standing.

He remembered that there was a river marked on the map, and before Jue Ran came back, he should wash off the filth on his body.With his back arched and his tired body dragging, Mo Chen walked towards the river with difficulty.

……

The water was very cold, and Mo Chen squatted down after shivering several times.

With the reflection of moonlight and water, Mo Chen finally saw his distressed appearance clearly.

One side of the dirty, pale face was swollen, the blood oozing from the bruised forehead had solidified, and there were still clear finger prints on the neck where the man pinched, looking down, it was full of purple bruises, and Small wounds like spider webs were cut by grass during the day.He struggled to walk, and there were two eye-catching blue spots between his legs that were not closed together, which were caused by the man's violent impact.

He had never been so miserable.Looking at his dirty hands in the water, Mo Chen couldn't help laughing.

I still remember that time, when I accidentally cut my hand, the fussy man grabbed his hand and wrapped gauze around it, and seriously ordered him not to do any housework or touch the water until the wound healed, even his face He washed it for him.Dumbfounded, he could only succumb to the man's stubbornness, and God knew that the shallow wound meant some bleeding.

He is so precious to him, if he sees his current appearance, he will probably go crazy with anger.

What will he do?Should I scold him severely, or hug him and feel distressed?But no matter what he does, he cares.

Stuck into the buttocks, Mo Chen closed his eyes and exported what the man left in his body.He didn't dare to look, didn't dare to see how the clear river water was stained by the turbid liquid, and didn't want to feel the warmth that made him want to vomit when they were discharged from his body.

When he was at home, Cang Kui helped him do it. He was shy and wanted to secrete it by himself, but he refused to let it go. He said it was his responsibility, and he was so tired. Lover, take good care of him whether it is life or love.

If Cang Kui knew that he had been hugged, how would he look at him?Hurt or regret, or distressed?

His wolf, he doesn't know how to hide his thoughts in front of him.

I really want to touch his head, touch his long hair in the animal state.He messed up the short black hair that he changed for himself.

Smiling and laughing, his eyes were wet, and after wiping it, he never let go of his hand.

Covering his face, Mo Chen whimpered.

He is the little monk who doesn't understand anything, he is the wolf king who can't find his heart, who is destined to hold hands in the future after a glimpse.

On the green ground, among the fallen leaves, in the meditation room, in the monastery, when the breeze comes, there will always be unreasonable stares, do not want to do anything, just look at each other.

The sentence when leaving Fumo Temple, 'You still have me. ', still ringing in my ears.The little things in the city, the meticulousness of the man, the tolerance and patience of the man, and the emotion that melts into the blood.

Those are still like yesterday, but now...

Kui, I don't know if I can persist, I don't know if I can still see you.Maybe tomorrow I won't be able to bear it, maybe in the next moment, I will choose to apologize with death.

He didn't cry all the time, he wanted to wait to see him crying in his arms.Mo Chen found that he was actually not as strong as he imagined.

The crying became louder and more miserable.He can't do anything but cry to vent the indescribable pain in his heart, the guilt for Cang Kui, the apology for his own recklessness, and the apology for Juedan.

Cried?

Standing among the dense branches and leaves, looking at the desperate people crying in the river.

Why bother?Jueran asked Mo Chen in his heart.