How to make the white lotus surrender

The semicircular moon glowed with a thin layer of blood, and it was hung in the dark night sky, as if it was a signal before the perpetrators took action.

As soon as Yu Deng opened his eyes, he saw the misty mountains and forests. The surrounding forests were quiet, and he couldn't hear any chirping of insects and birds, only the gentle throbbing of the wind blowing through the forest.

He subconsciously glanced at his hands. The crimson sleeve robe was wrapped around one side of his wrist, and the pair of white hands that lined it became more and more slender. Orange bamboo lamp.

The small bamboo lamp faintly emits warm light in this empty and dark night, and the white and handsome face of Zhaodi Yu Deng becomes more and more dazzling. The young man's black hair is stained with a few magnolia flowers, which are in full bloom. A hidden vitality and warmth.

Yu Deng knew that he had come to that dream again.

His footsteps were a little uncontrollable, and the corner of Shi Lan's clothes curved slightly in the cold water vapor.

How familiar this road is, Yu Deng felt that he had walked into the jungle next to the empty forest depression. As far as he could see, countless torches gathered beside the Suolong Pit.

Countless people with white faceless masks on their faces quietly watched the young man in Suolong Pit. The voice of the leader was very old and compassionate, and his cloudy eyes were full of compassion: "God bestows divine power, bless my sect to cultivate forever .”

As he said, he knelt down beside the lock dragon pit, and those people with torches in their hands also knelt down with him. There was a creepy piety in their eyes. Drop into the lock dragon pit.

A huge formation on the ground was slowly activated.

The young man in Suolong Pit was trembling all over. His exquisite and beautiful face was as pale as a ghost, and his dark golden snake eyes revealed a cold and madness. His face was slowly covered with a layer of scales, and his lower body was slowly transformed into Serpentine.

There was a vortex in the air, with the young man as the center, huge spiritual power was pouring out from the young man's body, and then was greedily and desperately absorbed by the group of people kneeling on the ground.

This is like a weird sacrificial scene, and the sacrificial prey is the poor boy imprisoned in the pit.

Yu Deng's pupils shrank slightly, and his intuition told him that the scene in front of him was absurd and terrifying. He couldn't help but wanted to rush out to protect the young man, but his feet seemed to have taken root.

The boy floating in mid-air turned into a half-human half-snake appearance, the scales on his body shriveled and shriveled, like a fish about to die.

He seemed to see Yu Deng, he only moved his lips, and forced a smile.

He was saying, "Don't worry."

Yu Deng wanted to rush out like crazy, a huge pressure pressed on both sides of his shoulders, he couldn't help but groaned, unable to move, he could only watch the frail young man being bullied like this with red eyes.

Time seems to have been frozen, and I don't know how long it has passed, until the sky is a little pale, and the ceremony of extracting spiritual power is interrupted.

Yu Deng came back to his senses, and found that his face was cold, and the brackish tears mixed with water vapor flowed to his lips.

It's very salty, and it's not like a dream.

He wanted to go over and have a look at the boy, even if it was to comfort him lightly, but the restraint still made him unable to move.

Then, a more cruel scene appeared before his eyes.

The white-masked crowd stood up slowly, and each of them transformed into a sharp blade. The leader first walked to the pale young man who was about to shatter, and cast a spell to keep him in human form. Then, he Raising the knife in his hand, he slashed a blood-red gash on the side of the boy's neck.

Like butchering a chicken, he used the bowl in his hand to catch the boy's blood until not a single drop of blood flowed out, then he cut off the boy's flesh with a knife and mixed it with the blood. The mask, the old face is full of wrinkles, and greed covers his eyes, making him swallow from the bowl.

Yu Deng almost lost his voice, his eyes seemed to be congested with blood, and the countless red blood threads were about to burst into bleeding.

The group of people stepped forward one by one, cutting their flesh and bleeding, repeating the cycle, like a group of terrifying ogres.

And the controlled boy's eyes were expressionless, as if he couldn't even shed tears, as if he had completely lost his sense of pain.

It was completely bright, and the sun rose from the highest mountain in Qingshan Town.

But what the light brings is not hope, it completely exposes the filth to the light.

Yu Deng saw the boy's body from head to toe, shriveled like a puppet doll whose air has been squeezed clean, the broken body was bloody, he was like a dry bone, rolling his eyes with difficulty, as if the next moment would Completely vanished.

Those people were covered in blood, and they smiled contentedly, but the greed in their eyes hadn't dissipated, and the pairs of eyes staring at the young man seemed to be glowing green.

The leader cast a spell on the boy, causing the boy's flesh and blood to grow slowly, but the recovery speed was too slow, so he just randomly threw the boy into the Yansuolong Pit, and a group of people cleaned up the blood on his body, wearing The white mask regained its immortal posture and left slowly.

Yu Deng trembled all over, and then regained his body's freedom.

His feet trembled so badly that he almost fell.

Yu Deng walked up to the young man who looked like discarded garbage, his fingers trembled, his eyes were red, and he felt distressed and collapsed in his heart.

The emotion was so intense that the expression on his face was even a little ferocious.

The tortured dying young man seemed to have sensed something, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the young man in red kneeling beside him.

There was a completely strange emotion on the young man's face, like sadness, resentment, and pity for him, mixed with a faint sense of collapse.

Zhu Zhi felt at a loss. The magnolia flower at the end of the young man's hair fell on his palm with only bones left. It was very beautiful and weak, as if it was about to bloom in his palm.

The boy curled up his fingertips with great effort, gently enveloping the many little flowers.

He comforted the young man in a low voice and tremblingly: "I... I'm fine, I'll get better soon, don't, don't be afraid."

Yu Deng didn't say a word, a strong spiritual power surged from his fingertips, and he poured all the spiritual power into the young man's body.

The flesh and blood revived, and the spiritual energy eased, as if the dug-up gullies were gradually filled up.

Both of them tacitly did not mention the reason for this matter.

The boy regained some strength, stared at Yu Deng with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Sir, can I call you Deng Deng?"

As he spoke, his cheeks were stained with a little bit of blush, and he pursed his lips and said, "I heard that's how the birds call each other, and it seems... that they have a good relationship with each other."

Yu Deng eased his emotions, and then whispered: "Of course."

The young man Zhu Zhi was very coaxing, he just agreed to such a trivial matter, and he couldn't help but smile with his lips bent.

Soon, with a restrained smile on his lips, he gently raised his fingers, and his fingertips gently caught the water drops on Yu Deng's cheeks.

A strange thought came to the young man's heart, these are the tears of Dengdeng, they are beautiful, as clear and beautiful as the people of Dengdeng, he really wants...to swallow them together with Dengdeng.

The males of the Candle Dragon Python are generally very possessive, while the females are generally smaller in size. After the males have a partner, they generally have the urge to swallow their partner into their mouths for protection.

Of course, swallowing does not mean that they want to eat the female, they just want to completely, permanently, or even pathologically want to completely possess their partner.

Their obsession with integration is very deep.

The young man Zhu Zhi was very shy about the thought he had. He pursed his lips and said after a while, "Deng Deng told me when he left last time that he would come back to see me as soon as possible."

Yu Deng's heart skipped a beat, and he even began to doubt the reality of this dream.

Modern science has studied the concept of time and space. Scientists basically proved the reality of parallel time and space, but what puzzled Yu Deng was his own dream.

Generally speaking, dreams are imaginary images that a person has come into contact with or seen, and the continuity of dreams is basically very low. In a sense, Yu Deng's dream is like another real time and space.

He can even feel it in his dreams.

Seeing that Yu Deng was in a daze, Zhu Zhi didn't pay attention to himself, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his voice was also very soft: "Or is it that Deng Deng actually forgot?"

Such a fragile appearance of the young man is the most prickly in Yudeng's heart. He couldn't help but said: "I haven't forgotten, but I may be busy with some things, so I can't confirm the time to see you."

Zhu Zhi looked at him with wet eyes, and whispered: "Then will you come to see me when you have time?"

Yu Deng nodded immediately to reassure him, and the young man broke through his tears and smiled.

Yu Deng breathed a sigh of relief, his spiritual power in this dream seemed to be very strong, and the boy's flesh and blood grew quickly under his unremitting transmission of spiritual power.

Zhu Zhi looked at him with brighter eyes, and Yu Deng was so soft that he couldn't bear it. He subconsciously took out the storage bag in his arms, took out a bunch of snacks and handed them to the little boy.

Yu Deng took out a sugar pill, handed it to the boy's lips, and said with a smile: "This is orange-flavored soda candy, very sour, but it will be very sweet at the back, you should like it."

The young man lowered his eyes, lightly opened his light-colored lips, and took the candy into his mouth. The soft tip of his tongue curled slightly, and gently swept Yu Deng's slender and white fingers, leaving a light water-colored trace.

Yu Deng was a little uncomfortable, and his ears were a little red. He turned his hands away, put his hands behind his back with no abnormality on his face, and wiped them gently.

Yu Deng coaxed the boy to eat a lot of candy, and Zhu Zhi's smiles became more and more beautiful.

The young man sat beside the red-clothed mountain ghost, his eyes were watery, with a little dependence that he didn't even notice, and he whispered: "Deng Deng, when will you leave?"

His eyes are clear, let's talk, can you not leave?

Yu Deng didn't know what to say, his throat seemed to be choked, and he said after a while: "I won't go now, you are very tired, take a rest first, and I will be by your side."

He said, let the boy rest on his thigh, and unconsciously stroked the boy's spine with his fingers to make him relax.

Zhu Zhi carefully hooked the corner of the young man's clothes, brushed his black hair to one side, and fell asleep obediently and well-behaved on the young man's legs.

Yu Deng sighed, and after a while, the young man's body became more and more transparent, and finally disappeared into the air.

The little boy was sleeping peacefully on the spot, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a warm and curly arc, and his fingers were slightly bent, as if he was hooking someone's clothes, trying to keep him from leaving.

The author has something to say: really sweet (whisper)

It's unbelievably cold today qwq

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: yes! 1;

My wife sticks it~