Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

Finally, Zhou Heng thought of a way!

He suddenly reached out and tore off a few strands of Feng Ling's hair, and then pulled a few strands from his own head, braided their hair into a small ring, and put it on Hu Yue Shenghun's finger.

"In this way, he is surrounded by our breath and can act with us."

"Why is it our breath? Am I not an ordinary person like you?"

Feng Ling was puzzled.

Zhou Heng smiled lightly and said, "Among thousands of people, you are the only one who made me forget to be myself. Can you still be an ordinary person like this?"

"It turns out that you also talk about love..."

Feng Ling revealed an intoxicated expression.

Zhou Heng's warmth made him very useful.

And after Zhou Heng confirmed that Feng Ling would not continue to ask the bottom line, and that Hu Yue's living soul was indeed temporarily stabilized by the ring attached to the aura of the two of them, he took a deep breath, took Feng Ling and the crumbling Hu Yue's living soul, and walked away. Into the villa that seems to clarify that it has actually been reduced to a paradise for ghosts and monsters.

rub--

Almost at the moment of stepping on the ground, the air began to reverberate like a strange sound of string music, winding around the ears, endlessly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a long sigh, and a beautiful and cold woman in red walked down from the large oil painting at the end of the corridor.

The woman wore a European-style classical court tutu skirt, and a white wig decorated with ostrich feathers and jewels soared into the sky. As she strolled, the sound of high-heeled shoes echoed in the empty corridor, making one's heart palpitating.

At least, Hu Yuesheng's soul was trembling.

Zhou Heng was very calm.

He looked at the luxuriously dressed female ghost in red, and asked calmly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I... I am... I am..."

The woman froze.

Unable to remember who she is, she simply took off her head and raised it up, as if doing so would allow herself—

"...beauty, can you not be so hellish?"

Feng Ling couldn't help complaining.

The behavior of the woman in red is too beyond the cognition of normal people.

The woman was also taken aback when she heard the words, and blinked mischievously with her head in her hands: "Don't you know that I am a dead person?"

"I know, but..."

Feng Ling swallowed his saliva: "The dead can be as elegant as the living, can't they? There's really no need for such a hellish posture..."

"Oh."

The woman nodded thoughtfully, put her head back, bent down, performed a court salute, and said, "Please forgive me, I didn't intend to scare you, it's a habit of hundreds of years that cannot be changed immediately, unconsciously doing things that make you uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter, things that conform to common sense in such an environment are even more abnormal."

Zhou Heng accepted the woman's apology with a pleasant smile.

Feng Ling also showed that he could accept it.

Hu Yue's living soul was dying at this time, following behind the two without any expression.

The woman has obviously noticed Hu Yue's soul.

She raised her chin and said to Hu Yue's living soul: "Your body is dying, why don't you go back into your body?"

"me……"

"His body was trapped deep in the building, and he wanted to go back, but he couldn't go back."

"Oh?"

The woman touched her chin and said, "There are indeed some strange things in the depths of this building. Because of these strange things, I, who had been sleeping for a long time, was forcibly awakened."

After the words fell, the paintings in the entire corridor began to chatter:

"We were also forcibly awakened by that power!"

"It's terrible! It's terrible! That power is terrible!"

"Hurry up and get that power out! Let's not live with it!"

"Help! I hate that weird thing!"

……

"An annoying weird thing?"

The more Zhou Heng listened to it, the more interesting it became.

The woman raised her hand, pointed to a mirror in the corridor, and said, "Through this mirror, you can go directly to that thing's lair, but what is waiting for you in the lair, I don't know and dare not give you any advice."

"It's okay, I'll figure it out myself."

Zhou Heng bid farewell to the woman politely, and brought Feng Ling and Hu Yuesheng souls to the full-height mirror that was said to lead to the monster's lair: "Are you going into the mirror with me or going up the stairs to find me? "

"I--"

Looking at the magical mirror world that was almost broken by the ghosts and monsters in the corridor, Feng Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Aside from trusting you, do I have any other choice?"

"No."

While talking, Zhou Heng stepped into the mirror.

Feng Ling held his hand and followed him into the mirror.

Hu Yueshenghun's finger was wearing a ring made of two people's hair, so naturally he had no other choice.

only--

The physical logic of the mirror world is completely different from Feng Ling's imagination.

There is no expected eccentricity, nor the whirling that is common in fantasy movies. After entering the mirror, what greets them is the endless darkness and the drive of falling. All the way down, the painful screams from hell are constantly ringing in their ears.

In the darkness, Feng Ling chose to hold Zhou Heng's hand tightly.

He didn't dare to close his eyes. Countless revolving scenes appeared in his mind as if it was about to explode. Strange scenes and strange words crazily swirled and changed before his eyes. Zhou Heng!

In other words, it was someone who looked almost exactly like Zhou Heng.

As long as you are here, I will still be me...

Feng Ling silently swears in his heart.

He had realized that he might not be an ordinary person, and he knew that it was not accidental that Zhou Heng would notice him among thousands of people, but if the person who chose him was the person he wanted to choose, even if it all stemmed from a lie, he would—

Delicious!

Bang!

The body finally fell into place.

The dark vision suddenly became brightly lit.

Unable to bear the stimulation of such a bright light, Feng Ling quickly closed his eyes, then opened them a little bit, and gradually got used to the bright environment.

Zhou Heng still held his hand.

The beating heart gradually eased.

After vision and breathing returned to normal, Feng Ling and Zhou Heng looked at the room hidden in the mirror together.

Luxurious, extravagant.

The golden and red staggered layout almost covers the entire room. The five-meter bed is covered with a deep red velvet bedding, and translucent pajamas are neatly stacked on the head of the bed. The mirrors that illuminate clearly from every angle, and the marble classical statues used for decoration also depict the human body in the most delicate way...

Apparently, it's a great place to have fun.

Something was about to move in Feng Ling's heart.

He looked at Zhou Heng expectantly: "Since the room has been arranged for us, how about...hehehe..."

"What about him?"

Zhou Heng pointed to the weaker Hu Yue Shenghun.

Feng Ling: "..."

At this moment, Feng Ling was extremely regretful.

"If I had known that there was such a good thing waiting for us in the mirror world, I shouldn't have brought this guy in!"

"It's already brought in, it's useless to regret it, let's try to find the exit."

Zhou Heng turned around, his eyes were slightly closed, and tiny golden runes were scattered all over his body.

He was looking for holes in the room.

Feng Ling didn't dare to disturb him, and stood aside, waiting nervously.

Sudden--

The golden rune particles all over the room changed.

Zhou Heng opened his eyes and looked at the abnormal place.

Feng Ling also looked over, and found that all the abnormal movements were concentrated on a certain oil painting on the ceiling.

"Is there an exit behind the oil painting?"

Feng Ling, who was eager to try, stepped on the bed to lift the ceiling, but when he stepped on the bed——

Chill!

Countless creatures between vines and tentacles emerged, wrapped around his legs, trying to drag him down into the bottomless darkness under the bed.

"Hey!"

Feng Ling was furious. He grabbed the headpost of the bed with one hand and grabbed the strange creature wrapped around his ankle with the other.

However, the strength of these strange creatures was beyond expectation, even Feng Ling couldn't—

"Come and help me!"

Feng Ling called Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng didn't step forward immediately, and rested his jaw with one hand. After observing for a long time, he said, "It is impossible to untie them by normal methods."

"what?"

"They're rubbing against your skin, pouring a pink fluid into you."

"Fuck!"

Feng Ling was furious, and the action of tearing the vines became violent in an instant, trying to solve this group of unknown things in the shortest time.

"Damn! Damn! Labor and capital are fighting with you!"

"do not want!"

The dying soul of Hu Yue suddenly yelled, and he yelled at Feng Ling who was getting more and more tightly bound by the vines with all his strength: "Don't struggle! Don't use brute force! The juice they secrete has the simplest solution."

"What solution? No, how do you know these things..."

"They used to be homework assigned to me by the teacher."

Hu Yuesheng showed a painful expression: "From the day I became an adult, until I was taken away by you, I was entangled with these things every day, and then I used the method taught by the teacher to break free from them. The teacher said that this is a gift specially given to me. The homework assigned, because I am too weak, I must strengthen my training."

"..."

Feng Ling was speechless.

Zhou Heng asked seriously: "What is the way to break free?"

"Yes Yes……"

Hu Yue Shenghun was a little ashamed to speak.

Zhou Heng: "Can't you say?"

"It's not that I can't say it, but...it's a little...that...Mi Qing...you know..."

Hu Yue spoke hesitantly.

Zhou Heng understood, and looked at Feng Ling: "Can you accept it?"

"If you help me, I have 100% no objection."

"Sorry, you have to figure it out yourself."

Zhou Heng calmly rejected Feng Ling's unreasonable request.

Hearing this, Feng Ling's heart was filled with jealousy, and he wanted to pretend to be calm, pretending to say: "You can solve it yourself, as long as you can hold it back, I won't be the one who is embarrassed."

"Why am I embarrassed, I will turn around and not look at you."

"Forehead……"

Feng Ling's expression turned ugly upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Hu Yue said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, if I didn't..."

"It's not your fault. It's human nature to ask us for help when you encounter something that can't be solved. As for him—"

Zhou Heng glanced at Feng Ling who was tightly wrapped up: "When do you plan to start?"

"...can you stop just watching?"

Feng Ling expressed serious dissatisfaction to Zhou Heng: "What I need now is encouragement, not reprimand. You are so cold-blooded and make me feel very uncomfortable."

"There is Hu Yue at the scene, even though he is in a living soul state." Zhou Heng said, "I must take his feelings into consideration."

"No, no, you don't have to worry about me."

Hu Yue Shenghun quickly expressed his attitude.

He is a descendant of a fox demon who is so weak that he is a good person.

Hearing this, Feng Ling took a step forward: "He even said that there is no need to worry, why don't you come over to help me? We are a model couple, and we were still doing intimate things before going out this time—ah!"

A vine rose suddenly, almost piercing Feng Ling's skin.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng had no choice but to step forward to help.

Feng Ling smiled triumphantly.

Although Hu Yuesheng's soul carried the past, but with the perception of the soul and rich experience, he knew that they were being intimate just by the sound of breathing, and there was a faint envy and infinite yearning in his heart.

if it is possible……

I also want such a beautiful and pure love...

……

After tossing about for about an hour, Feng Ling finally broke free from the shackles of the strange creature between the vines and the tentacles, stood up in embarrassment and limp legs, looked at the vivid classical oil paintings on the ceiling, and said to Zhou Heng: "What should I do now? ? Stepping on the bed is definitely not going to work, but you have to go out."

"It's very simple, you can get out by blasting the ceiling."

"what?"

Feng Ling was stunned.

Hu Yue Shenghun's eyes widened even more.

He has never seen a person who is not only confident but also capable of turning his self-confidence into reality like Zhou Heng.

No wonder—

"The teacher is right. I am indeed a defective product. Ah Heng, you are the true heir of my father's blood."

"You are wrong. My power does not come from the blood of the fox demon. I have power because I am unwilling to be determined by the heavens."

While speaking, Zhou Heng made a formula with one hand——

boom!

A hole was blasted in the ceiling by the sword energy, and a large amount of darkness poured into the room like a flood.

Feng Ling was anxious: "How could this happen! Is it a mistake in judgment?"

"Even if the judgment is wrong, since the darkness has poured in, we can only bite the bullet and continue walking."

"But……"

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng worriedly.

Zhou Heng's eyes fell on Hu Yue's soul.

The majestic darkness poured down, and Hu Yuesheng's soul, who was forced to accept the darkness bath, quickly transformed into a palm-sized...

White hairball?

Zhou Heng's hair-controlling genes were ready to move.

so cute!

so cute!

What's more terrible is that the white hair ball seems to be able to hear Zhou Heng's heart, and with the "so cute" constantly pouring out from the depths of his heart, it turns its head, tilts its head, shakes its big ears and big tail, and Zhou Heng is so cute. Heng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand: "Baby, quickly jump into Papa's arms."

"..."

Seeing this, Feng Ling was sour all over again, and reminded in a strange way: "Ananda, his soul suddenly turned into this thing, there must be something wrong with it, we'd better be careful."

"What bad thoughts can the little fox have?"

Zhou Heng picked up the palm-sized furball little fox, rubbed his face against the soft and warm fur, his pampering was beyond words.

Feng Ling was so sour that his whole body felt strange.

He reminded Zhou Heng again: "Hu Yue, who maintains human rationality, may be our friend, but now he has suddenly turned into a furry fox, and his way of thinking may also be affected by the change, so he cannot continue to communicate with us normally. This place is strange and dangerous. , Be careful to ensure safety."

"It's okay, I have the ability to keep myself safe and keep it safe."

While speaking, the furball little fox's whole body was already wrapped in a barrier that was as transparent as soap bubbles.

Feeling safe and warm, the little fox fell asleep curled up in the enchantment, with three big furry tails almost completely submerging her petite body.

"So cute……"

Zhou Heng looked intoxicated at the little fox sleeping in the soap bubble barrier, and found that the meat pads were pink, and his uncle's smile burst out from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ling: ...When the matter is over, the first thing to do is to deal with Hu Yue, a vixen!

"What are you thinking?"

"No! Nothing!"

Feng Ling who was interrupted pretended to poke the soap bubble barrier, and said insincerely: "It's so cute."

"You're cute even when you're a little mentally retarded."

Zhou Heng smiled and gave Feng Ling Shunmao.

Hearing this, Feng Ling became even more jealous.

At this moment, darkness had almost engulfed the entire room.

Aware of the crisis, Zhou Heng wrapped Feng Ling with his backhand, and together with Feng Ling hid in the barrier, following the waves of dark mist, he started wandering almost endlessly.

The current situation of wandering makes Feng Ling start to worry about losing his way, but at the same time, a mysterious excitement arises deep in his heart.

in case……

In this enchantment where only us are alone, stay forever...

"Are you distracted again?"

"It's not mind-wandering."

"That is--"

"I think my liking for you should be innate."

"What do you mean?"

"No! Nothing interesting!"

Feng Ling said vaguely, the broken and incoherent images seen at the moment of entering the mirror world are gradually linked and constructed into real images after this period of silence, and finally evolved into——

Feng Ling can't accept the truth!

Do not!

I don't want the truth!

I want it now!

Now is the truth, even if the truth...

"Anada..."

"what's up?"

"If one day, I mean if," Feng Ling said, "if I am actually a fictional existence, will you still love me?"

"The whole world is a book. Almost everyone, including you, is a fiction of the world in the book. Where is there any fiction or real existence?"

"No! I didn't mean that! I meant..."

Feng Ling took a deep breath and said: "I'm not me, it's another false me that I created to find something, and the other me is a very bad existence, even so, you will continue to love me ?"

"What I like is you, not the other you you say without any contact and understanding," Zhou Heng said, "Love is a very complicated thing. Appearance is only a small part of love. Common experiences are the essence of love." core."

"but……"

"What are you hiding from me?"

"No no!"

Feng Ling hurriedly denied it.

Zhou Heng saw that Feng Ling wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't want to expose it. He waited for Feng Ling to figure out the pros and cons and took the initiative to speak out. Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't tell the truth for the rest of his life.

For a moment, the darkness was extremely quiet, and the soap bubble enchantment that wrapped the little fox was floating and sinking between the two of them.

The dark river still flows quietly.

Zhou Heng turned his head, looked at the seemingly endless darkness, and said, "Do you regret meeting me?"

"how is this possible."

Feng Ling blurted out: "The thing I don't regret the most in my life is meeting you! It's you who made my life complete."

"Your life has just begun, don't say it as if most of your life is over."

"It's true to say so, but in my eyes, you are indeed my all, my only, my uniqueness, my life has become two completely different stages because of you, before meeting you and after meeting you ..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore."

Zhou Heng interrupted Feng Ling's sweet talk.

His frankness made Zhou Heng extremely terrified.

Feng Ling also felt that Zhou Heng seemed to be avoiding something, and asked cautiously: "My existence bothers you?"

"No."

"Then why did you—"

"I just suddenly feel that I am very happy to meet you, know and love you, and share weal and woe with you."

"But……"

"But what?"

"I still feel like you're hiding something from me."

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng mutteringly: "But I also have something to hide from you, so looking at it from another angle, the two of us are considered even."

"You--"

Zhou Heng smiled speechlessly, bowed his head, and kissed Feng Ling.

Feng Ling didn't like this kiss with the pampering taste of the elders to the younger ones. Taking advantage of Zhou Heng's serious kiss, he hooked Zhou Heng's neck with his backhand and kissed Zhou Heng quickly and ruthlessly.

until--

In the darkness, the transparent enchantment bumped into something that shouldn't exist.

The violent shaking and ripples forced the kissing two to temporarily separate.

"I gonna go see."

Before the words finished, Zhou Heng had already turned around.

Feng Ling stayed where he was, touching Zhou Heng's cheek with the remaining temperature and breath, and a tsunami of memories that seemed to belong to him and another strong man that seemed to belong to him and another strong man was surging in his mind.

Who was the kiss just now... is in charge of this body...

Feng Ling fell into confusion.

the other side--

Zhou Heng, who was sure that the barrier was safe and sound, sat upright with his back facing Feng Ling, and his heart was also turbulent.

The relationship with Feng Ling has seriously exceeded his control, and there is even a strange panic in his heart, but——

Why panic?

What the hell am I afraid of?

Zhou Heng lowered his head, his slender fingers fell on his heart, a little pale and sickly.

This body is not suitable for cultivation, and this world is not suitable for him.

Now, there are two paths ahead: either return to the fantasy world to continue the exploration of immortality, or look for an opportunity to leave the book world and return to reality.

But no matter which way, he-

"Feng Ling..."

"what's up?"

Hearing Zhou Heng calling his name, Feng Ling was stunned.

Zhou Heng turned his head and looked at him with a little confusion: "Who are you?"

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

Feng Ling was a little scared.

With a guilty conscience, he felt uncontrollably flustered, worried that Zhou Heng already knew that there was another him deep in his memory, a him completely different from the one Zhou Heng was familiar with.

that he...

The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more flustered he became, and he simply said nonsense, "Do you hate that I'm a brown candy that likes you?"

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

"Because...because..."

Feng Ling was at a loss for a while, feeling that if this continues, he will——

Rumble!

The enchantment hit the obstacle hidden in the darkness again.

The author has something to say: Feng Ling encountered the strongest opponent - a fluffy milk fox with a big tail~

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