Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

In the middle of the night, thin thin clouds slowly flow in the sky, and the moonlight flickers on and off, shining on the silent Laihuang Mountain.

Yun Shuhua had a strange and treacherous dream.

In his dream, he was walking and running in a desolate wilderness. There was boundless darkness in front of him. He stretched out his hand to touch it. His fingertips melted into the thick black mist. With a sticky slippery feeling, he kissed him lightly. his skin.

Yun Shuhua couldn't help but retracted his hand, stopped running, and gasped violently.But after a short rest, a strong sense of fear arose in my heart.

He felt that his back was stiff and unable to move, his neck was limp involuntarily, and the cold wind blew along his sweaty forehead, which made him shiver.

Yun Shuhua didn't dare to turn around, as if there was some murderous beast chasing him behind him, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't restrain the deep fear in his heart.

But for a moment, his feet moved forward again, and he ran like fleeing for his life in the vast and boundless world.

The road under his feet gradually became rough. After an unknown period of time, Yun Shuhua staggered a few steps, and finally tripped over a hard object and rolled down on the cold ground.

He fumbled forward with both hands, and suddenly caught an empty space, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he almost fell forward.

This is where?What the hell is he doing?

Yun Shuhua was afraid of the danger behind him, but hesitantly refused to move forward. He stretched out his hands and tried the way carefully.

Thick ink wrapped his whole body, and his fingertips touched the moist water vapor, but he still didn't feel anything real.

There should be a cliff in front of him, he should be thankful that he accidentally fell, otherwise he would fall into a situation beyond redemption if he took another step forward.

After a while, a moist mist snaked up from his ear, and the cold and hoarse voice seemed to be exhaling gently into his ear, hitting Yun Shuhua's fragile and sensitive nerves word by word.

"...Why, didn't you run away?"

The voice seemed to exist in his mind, and it clung to his ears like a familiar and intimate lover.

Yun Shuhua clenched his fingers tightly, looked around, his eyes were hurt by the black mist, so he closed his eyes and raised his voice and asked, "Who are you? Don't play tricks here!"

"Ah……"

The voice let out a strange laugh, but did not answer the question.

The next second, Yun Shuhua suddenly found that he was tightly bound by cold, tentacles-like objects, and his body stood up following those sticky objects involuntarily.

He silently recited the formula for summoning the stars, and the ghost vine tentacles seemed to communicate with him, and raised his hands above his head, tightly entwining them.

"..."

Yun Shuhua struggled hard, but found that his whole body was weak, and the magic power poured out from his body, completely out of his control.

In the dark and dim, he felt a wet and cold hand slowly move up from his waistline and move to the nape of his neck bit by bit, as if stroking the ups and downs of his pet's back.

Although this scalp-tingling feeling was transmitted through several thin layers of clothing, Yun Shuhua still felt violated.

This thought made him feel a little ashamed, his body trembled slightly, subconsciously resisting the strange contact.

"You..." Yun Shuhua's voice trembled.

"Hush—" the voice whispered in his ears, "You're scared, what are you afraid of?"

Yun Shuhua looked sideways, his vision was blurred, and he didn't see anyone standing beside him.But the numbness coming from the ears was real, the owner of that voice seemed to be making love to him on purpose, biting his earlobe.

"Let me go!" He gritted his teeth, "Where is this place?! Who are you?"

Yun Shuhua's voice involuntarily rose a little with his movements, the last sound was slightly sharper, the tentacles on his neck tightened more and more, and it became difficult to breathe.

These soft and disgusting vines wanted to kill him.

Yun Shuhua opened his mouth, trying to breathe like a fish short of water, but his consciousness quickly disappeared and drowned like quicksand in the desert.

After an unknown amount of time, the oppressive feeling coming from behind suddenly disappeared, and his world returned to silence.

The sound of fan bones piercing the air came from the void. Looking along the source of the sound, the air flow above the cliff was torn in two, and a tall and tall man walked towards him expressionlessly shaking a folding fan.

The ghost vine tied to his body seemed to have some sworn feud with the man in front of him. Seeing this, he immediately pinned Yun Shuhua to the ground, shaking towards him.

Yun Shuhua lowered his head to avoid the dazzling light, squinted his eyes and said, "You..."

He clearly didn't know the man in front of him, but he vaguely felt that the two had met before, but he couldn't say exactly when and where.

"Who are you?" Yun Shuhua turned his wrist, and after the light mist gradually dissipated, he raised his eyes to stare at him, "Have we met before?"

Looking at this person's ice-blue eyes, which were clear and clear, he looked quite familiar. If it wasn't for the difference in appearance, Yun Shuhua almost thought he was his customer service.

The man in the blue shirt looked at him lightly: "I am the past and the future. If 'dream' can also be regarded as a way to meet...then you and I did meet once."

"It really is you," Yun Shuhua recalled the dream he had before, and narrowed his eyes warily, "Why did you trap me in such a ghostly place? All of this is your masterpiece?"

The man in front of him put away the folding fan little by little, and the glow that had not completely faded wrapped his figure, as if he had carved a noble statue of a god, and gave him his eyes compassionately.

"Mengdie Zhuangzhou, the yellow rice is not yet ripe. This is your dream, I can't trap you."

"I'm in a dream?" Yun Shuhua frowned and looked at his hands. The wet, cold and greasy touch seemed to be still attached to the surface of the skin, which brought him an unspeakable sense of reality. "There are only you and me here. What if Those disgusting things just now were not driven by you, so who else could it be?"

"Disgusting thing?"

After the man in the blue shirt heard this, his tone finally caused some waves.

The corners of his lips were slowly raised, with a weird smile on his face, the tip of the fan pointed at Yun Shuhua's back, and said softly: "Look, isn't that person right behind you?"

I don't know where a burst of courage came from, Yun Shuhua turned around and looked back——

Thick fog rushing to both sides, he saw a tall and tall man sleeping peacefully among the dense black ghost vines with his eyes closed. Passing his slender limbs, as if coquettishly courting his master.

Yun Shuhua looked at the man's stern and deep face in horror, his body sensed the threat before his consciousness, and he stepped back quickly.

"Master?!"

Those strange tactile sensations and wanton teasing just a moment ago were actually controlled by the master secretly?

"What's wrong with him!" Yun Shuhua stepped forward and tugged at the lapel of the man in the blue shirt, with anger in his eyes, "Why did Master look like this in my dream? What did you do to him?"

"I said, this is your dream, I can't interfere," the man pulled the boy's hand away, "But...if I'm one step late, your master may have already hanged you in your dream."

"Nonsense, you just said this was my dream, so why did he kill the owner of the dream?" Yun Shuhua immediately retorted loudly, his eyes fixed on the face of the man bound by ghost vines like a demon, "It's all fake, and it'll disappear when I wake up, won't it?"

The man in the blue shirt pinched his fan bone and said softly: "From what I've seen so far, it's indeed as you said."

"However, all things in this world are formed by existence and non-existence, and reality and reality. How do you know that it is false in the dream and true when you wake up?"

He said with a mysterious smile: "What you see in front of you is your future with no fun at all. He will be like this in the future, keeping you from being free, imprisoning you in a humid and dark environment for the rest of your life, until you die— —”

"...you are lying," Yun Shuhua's eyes were red, "My freedom can only be decided by myself, and Master will never interfere."

"Hehe..." The man's laughter gradually expanded, the folding fan in his hand disappeared, and his big hand with well-defined bones was passed in front of Yun Shuhua, "You don't believe it? Let me take you to another place to see? Maybe, your respect for your master Dreams will be interesting."

Yun Shuhua didn't respond to his actions, and said coldly: "You are so strange when you talk, since you said that you can't interfere with my dream, why are you taking me out now?"

"I have the supreme authority. I have already transcended the world of desire. I can enter your past and your future," the man stared at him. "Aren't you curious? Go and see Jingfan's world."

Yun Shuhua looked at him coldly, hesitating on the spot and making no next move.

The man in front of him seemed to be slightly different from him in the dream. If he were separated from him like this, he might miss some important information.

After a long while, the boy's hand hesitated and reached out, like a small beast that couldn't resist the bait and took the bait.

The blue-shirted man's brows became peaceful again, and the moment the skin touched, there was a strange sound of bones twisting behind him, and the ghost vines wrapped in black clouds quickly entangled upwards, and several hooks pierced into the hands of the two, pulling the stacked The hands that were together were separated fiercely!

Yun Shuhua felt a stabbing pain in his wrist, and subconsciously moved his hand back. Immediately afterwards, the disappearing viscous and cold force shackled his other hand, and he tried his best to prevent him from escaping.

"what……"

Yun Shuhua groaned in pain and was almost dislocated by the ghost vine. He looked back and met a pair of scarlet eyes!

Jing Fan, who was sleeping in the ghost vines, opened his eyes at some point, his pale cheeks were hidden in the shadows, showing a somewhat unspeakable melancholy and sickness, he was staring at the boy's face, his lips were red, like Shura who crawled out of the ghost hell.

Yun Shuhua remembered the legends of ghosts and monsters that he secretly read in class when he was in school.

If you meet a beautiful woman in the mountains and forests, you must be careful. They are demons who grew up relying on humans, and they only suck the spirit of the seduced at night.

Jing Fan's pale and handsome face appeared in front of Yun Shuhua's eyes, his lips curled slightly, and he squinted his eyes and asked softly, "Xiaohua, where do you want to go with him?"

Yun Shuhua had never seen Jing Fan like this before, he stared blankly at him, and forgot to break free for a moment.

The situation in front of my eyes is changing, and my vision is like the smoke after the rain, and I can't see anything clearly.

When he saw clearly again, he found himself sitting in a gorgeous and warm palace.

To be exact, he was sitting on a thick blanket, the bed, table and chairs were eight feet away from him.

When he stood up, the crisp sound of chains hitting made him unable to lower his head.

The white ankles were covered with deep marks, which were the result of the silver chains that bound the feet.He took a step forward in a daze, and a huge cage formed in the air, trapping him in place and unable to move.

She was wearing a gorgeous and soft gauze skirt, and the light-colored gauze was wrapped around the young boy's beautiful neck. The two styles of fitness and femininity were intertwined, giving birth to a grotesque beauty.

This place is not like Qingwu, not like Luoqi, where is it?

Before he could figure this out, the door of the palace opened suddenly, and a silhouette as clear as a lotus was reflected in Yun Shuhua's pupils.

He watched the man walk in, his throat rolled, great fear welled up in his chest, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Jing Fan appeared in front of his eyes with a smile on his face, with satisfaction in his brows.He was not wearing the red lotus and white clothes that he was familiar with in his memory, but the battle robe that represented the supreme position of the Lord of the World. The fine clothes swayed slightly with the movements of his steps, revealing a bloody and cold meaning.

The man walked up to him and looked at his well-behaved appearance with satisfaction. The luxurious clothes were slowly worn, and the two looked at each other in the next second.

"My dear boy, where else do you want to escape to?"

Huge pain burst out of Yun Shuhua's mind, and he pressed his hands on his forehead, and his consciousness floated.

"...Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun?"

"Uncle Yun..."

A few soft calls woke him up suddenly.

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The veil in front of me is quite familiar, it is embroidered with auspicious beast patterns, and two vipers cross their necks and hold beads, which is a unique style of Lihuangshan.

He lifted the corner of the quilt, rubbed his temples with a headache, and said, "Ahem, what, what's the matter?"

His voice was so hoarse and difficult that even he himself was startled when he heard it.

"Uncle Yun... disciples from the Five Realms are fighting with hammers in the back mountain today, and the disciples from Shenxian Sect came to call you to supervise the battle." The waiter's voice was weak, but Yun Shuhua's memory was instantly evoked.

He has been in Laihuang Mountain for four days, and Master left two days ago.

Yun Shuhua glanced at the bright sky through the window, knowing that it was late, he immediately said: "I see, you go down first, I will come later."

The servant didn't dare to stay, and retreated respectfully.

Simply and quickly put on clothes and hair, Yun Shuhua quickly washed up, his mind was like a mess, although the dreams he had in the past were all kinds of strange, but he didn't remember anything when he woke up, but the dream just now Every detail is clearly engraved in my mind, as if it was extended stroke by stroke.

There is weirdness everywhere.

...especially the master in the dream.

Yun Shuhua was thinking wildly while moving, for some reason, his nose felt cold, and something flowed out.

He touched it, and it was blood.

The author has something to say: When Orz was working on a major assignment at the Liver Finance Company today, a friend suddenly poked me in the group.

It is said that there is a cute reminder to update!

I just remembered that I haven't been to Jinjiang for a few days, and I gave up some tasks tonight, so I finally wrote out the update that was in arrears.

First of all, I would like to apologize to all the cute ones. Recently, business competitions, difficult assignments, and scientific research project ddl are all crowded together. I have been busy day and night for a long time, and forgot to update orz.

I've been so busy recently that I didn't even go to Jinjiang, and I didn't have time to read the messages from all the cuties. I'm so sorry! !

As soon as June comes, most of my ddl will be over, and then I will write out the little bit I owed qwq.

Finally, I apologize again, I am really sorry.

I hope everyone will leave a comment and give me a chance to make up for it. I will send some red envelopes to the cuties.

Okay, now I will continue to do my homework, and I will get up early tomorrow to get the second shot of the vaccine, everyone should remember to get vaccinated in time~