Dressed as a sick beauty

and many more.

Who was the one whose soul was changed?

Wen Qiushi suspected that Gu Moze had been taken away. In the original book, a person who was clearly more ascetic than him in the Taoist temple, actually tore off his belt and uttered such bullshit words!

No!

He can't, and he can't be handsome!

Wen Qiushi struggled, but his body was weak, he lost his strength after a few tosses, and turned into a fish lying flat and ready to be slaughtered.

He panted lightly, trying to use words to make the other person change his mind: "You think about it clearly, in order to get revenge on me, sacrifice yourself like this? Ruin yourself like this? Is it worth it?"

Wen Qiushi yelled with pain in his throat: "It's not worth it!!"

Gu Moze raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on his left shoulder, and he took off half of his clothes without responding, revealing his jade-like skin under the young man's messy black hair.

Wen Qiushi's voice was hoarse, he didn't make any more useless struggles, and looked at Gu Moze for two seconds without blinking.

So far, it's just a gamble.

He bet that Gu Moze, who was not quite right before him, was the one in the original book who had never even held anyone else's little hand.

Wen Qiushi, who was driven to a dead end, gritted his teeth, climbed up Gu Moze's shoulders with his refusing hands, hooked his slender neck, pulled it down, and at the same time raised his head, caught his thin lips unexpectedly, and kissed Gu Moze. The little bastard who was presumptuous of him.

Gu Moze paused and opened his eyes slightly.

The slight touch from his lips made him froze completely motionless.

Wen Qiushi stared at him closely, not missing the shrunken pupils and the dazed state.

clam?

It turned out to be a paper tiger!

When two paper tigers meet, they whine and test each other, and the one who sees through each other's identity first will gain great courage in an instant.

Wen Qiushi narrowed his eyes slightly, and while he was in a daze, his sinful lips moved closer to the other's ear in the blink of an eye, and exhaled inwardly with style.

"Why don't you continue, huh?"

Gu Moze's ears turned red, and he silently pulled down the hand that was around his neck, and pushed the person away from his arms in a slightly flustered movement, got up and shook his sleeve robe, and walked out without looking back.

Wen Qiushi looked at the back of him who was almost running away, and shook his head hating the iron, and lifted the clothes on his shoulders.

Almost fell for it.

Just take advantage of the prestige in front of him!

Hmph, ridiculous.

At the entrance of the stone cave, a curtain of ghost vines fluttered down. Gu Moze blew the cold wind in silence for a long time. After the burning sensation in his ears faded, he turned around and saw Wen Qiushi leaning against the stone wall behind him, with his arms folded and his eyebrows raised. Pick lightly.

The red lips parted slightly towards him.

"The taste is wonderful."

Gu Moze: "..."

I didn't expect a person who is famous all over the world to be so dishonest.

He pursed his thin lips coldly, not wanting to answer this question, his eyes moved to his shoulders which were covered by clothes again, he reached out to hold Wen Qiushi's arm, and dragged him in front of him involuntarily.

Wen Qiushi's eyes swayed, and when he stabilized his figure, his face was facing the wet and cold stone wall.

A cold shoulder.

Xu is familiar with the first time, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Moze peeled off the loose clothes from Wen Qiushi's shoulders, and hung them loosely on the bends of his arms.

The soft black hair hangs down, half covering the fair skin underneath.

again? !

Even increased experience, let him face away!

Wen Qiushi was so angry that he spit out blood, his eyes went dark, and he fell headlong towards the hard stone wall.

Snapped.

There was a very light collision sound in the cave.

The expected pain didn't come, Wen Qiushi's forehead hit a padded palm, and Gu Moze said coldly behind him, "Do you want to show your ambition with death?"

Wen Qiushi coughed lightly, feeling dizzy and almost unable to stand still.

The original owner has been in poor health since he was a child, suffering from ailments, and it was relieved only after stepping into the immortal sect to practice. A few years ago, due to a big mistake, his spiritual veins were damaged, and his cultivation was completely useless. Since then, his body has deteriorated day by day. The resentment is unwilling to dissipate, and it is estimated that the lamp has already run out.

After a lot of tossing, the body has reached its limit.

Wen Qiushi's lips were bloodstained red, he propped himself up against the wall, and said like a gossamer, "Gu Moze, can you deal with a dying person?"

Gu Moze hummed lightly, and lifted the black hair on the back of his neck.

Wen Qiushi: "..."

Master Patriarch, this disciple really wants to swear!

Gu Moze stood behind and couldn't see his face, and when he brushed his hair, he accidentally found his snow-white cheeks fluttering.

Realizing that the young man was gnashing his teeth in annoyance, a smile appeared in his eyes. It turned out to be so interesting when the silly soul who had been by his side for ten years could speak and have emotions.

Gu Moze lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Qiushi's slender neck again.

His eyes flicked inch by inch, and he paused slightly at the junction of the neck and shoulders on the left, finding what he wanted to see.

——Soul seal!

A light blue mark the size of a thumb gradually became clear under his gaze.

Wen Qiushi, between the snowy skin on the nape of his neck, appeared a lifelike green lotus, half bloomed and half closed, exuding indescribable cleanliness and dustlessness.

Gu Moze's expression was gloomy.

If you are guessing about the identity of the soul, this soul mark is ironclad proof that it is indeed him, the talisman owner of the Northern Territory who was martyred ten years ago and countless people sighed for - Wen Yu!

There was no movement behind him for a long while, Wen Qiushi looked back, a cold hand suddenly covered his neck, as if stepping on a spot, his fingertips tapped lightly somewhere.

There was a constant cold wind at the entrance of the cave, and when I heard Qiushi I shrugged my nose and shivered from the cold.

Even if it was a fish that was slaughtered on the chopping board, he had to move the chopping board twice before dying. Taking advantage of the gap just now, he found a glimmer of life.

In the original novel, although Gu Moze looks like the protagonist of abusive novels, from the beginning to the end, it was not in terms of strength that he abused. When he was young, his cultivation had already reached the point where he could look down on the entire cultivation world. Now his cultivation is even deeper and unfathomable. To what extent no one knows.

But his powerful spiritual power has been fighting against the magic beads in his body, so once he uses his spiritual power, he is in danger of being backlashed and must be suppressed as soon as possible.

And during the suppression, no one should disturb, otherwise it is easy to go crazy.

Jumping off the cliff was safe and sound, and it took a lot of spiritual power. Wen Qiushi reckoned that Gu Moze would have to find a place to restrain the soul-hunting orb soon.

As long as he procrastinates...

"—?!"

There was a touch of warmth from the back of the neck, and Gu Moze's breath came up from behind him, enveloping him.

Wen Qiushi's expression froze, sensing a dangerous aura, and when there was no way forward, he glanced at the hand on the right side propped on the stone wall, and moved his steps to the right, trying to find a way to escape from the imprisonment.

I never thought about this movement, and my feet were suspended in the air.

Wen Qiushi froze for a moment, looking at the dark abyss below, scared out of his wits.

help...help...

He is afraid of heights.

Wen Qiushi wanted to retreat urgently, but his whole body froze up and down, unable to move at all, the ghost vines were blown back and forth in front of his eyes by the severe wind, and the will-o'-the-wisps were faint, making one want to faint immediately.

Gu Moze turned him around, his eyes fell on his paper-pale cheeks.

"what happened?"

Wen Qiushi's lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

No.

If exposed...

"So you're afraid of heights."

"?!"

Seeing the reaction of the person in front of him, Gu Moze chuckled.

No wonder he used to stand on the roof or the edge of a cliff, as long as he was in a high place away from the ground, the soul, which rarely moves, would squat down and then shrink into a ball silently.

Shivering.

The thin lines of the young man's neck and shoulders were tensed due to fear, and a little light blue was looming behind him. Gu Moze's eyes fell on it, and he was silent for a while.

There are too many people who know Qinglian Soul Seal.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished, but the soul is imprinted on it, and it cannot disappear unless the soul flies away.

He couldn't let this kind of ironclad evidence remain on Wen Qiushi's body, otherwise, if someone doubted his identity, he would be able to check the soul seal and it would be clear.

After that, there are too many people who will take away the people in front of him.

Gu Moze's brows were full of coldness, he lowered his head for a moment, and put one hand on the back of Wen Qiushi's head, his tall figure pressed the man against the stone wall, his warm breath passing over his neck.

He wants to destroy the soul seal!

Wen Qiushi's heart was beating like a drum. When Gu Moze leaned over to press him down, he thought that the other party was going to push him down. The height on the left side made him dare not move, so he was pushed on the stone wall and tremblingly said: "It's good to have something to say." Discuss, don't push me."

"Catch me if you're afraid." Gu Moze's voice passed by his ears.

Wen Qiushi reacted stiffly, clutching his robe with his white fingertips: "Is that so... woo!"

A moan of pain sounded from the entrance of the cave.

Wen Qiushi opened his light-colored eyes wide, the pain from his neck made his face turn pale, his long eyelashes trembled, and a pained moan came from between his lips.

Gu Moze bit the skin that bears the soul mark, and blood flowed from his eyes.

Erase the soul seal, so that even if someone doubts Wen Qiushi's identity, there will be no trace.

But it is almost impossible to erase a person's soul seal, even for him, he can only cover the Qinglian seal for a short time, so as to deceive the world.

This method is like breaking and reshaping a person's soul, pain is inevitable, but he doesn't care too much, the evil thoughts in his heart are bewitching him all the time, and if he is a little careless, he will be lost forever.

"There is only one way to keep someone, lock him in a place only you know! Let him not escape, cannot leave!"

"Instead of worrying about abandoning you all the time in the future, it's better to kill people and imprison the soul by your side, just like the past ten years, never leaving you!"

"You really let him go to the outside world so easily? Sooner or later, you will regret this decision!"

......

His mind was full of noise, Gu Moze's face showed a look of struggle, and the veins in his hand holding the stone wall were bulging. He overcame all the resistance of Wen Qiushi, and firmly locked the person between himself and the stone wall.

Warm blood bloomed between the lips.

--do not move.

——I don’t want to hurt you yet, just let me erase the soul imprint.

Wen Qiushi's struggling hands were clasped, and the pain spread from the bitten place on the back of his neck to his whole body, his lips moved, a strand of sweaty black hair stuck to his fair cheek, and his whole body gradually lost strength.

The soul in the body seemed to be bitten to pieces.

Remodeled again.

Wen Qiushi lost consciousness of the pain, bit his lips tightly, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, his pale face lost any color.

The cold wind howled at the entrance of the cave, and ghost vines danced wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, a weeping sound came from the young man's throat, and his slender legs under the thin shirt softened, and he was embraced by the person in front of him.