How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

"Isn't that good? Otherwise, where can we get barbecue?"

Yumao happily held the roasted wolf meat, which was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and opened his mouth to take a big bite regardless of the scalding temperature. He couldn't wait to swallow it while sucking in the cold air.

The white fingertips were red and slightly swollen from the heat, but Yu Mao didn't care.He licked the oil that flowed down to his fingertips, then looked at Yin Gelan who was still flipping the meat on the branch.

Even though the man in white was doing something full of fireworks, he was still elegant and handsome.The loose black hair covered half of his face, and also covered Yu Mao's smirk that could be seen through at a glance, leaving only gentleness.

The shattered picture flashed across, and Yu Mao stopped biting his flesh.

what is that?He has no impression at all.

In the scattered and torn picture, there is also a person in white patiently flipping and grilling the skewers before handing them to the owner in sight.

Yu Mao could even see every detail of those well-articulated hands, but couldn't recall the other's face.

The more you try to remember, the blurrier the picture becomes.

Heart suffocated, Yu Mao lowered her head in a daze.

There was a little water stain on the piece of meat that had been bitten several times, and it soon disappeared.

He cried?

I cried without warning when I should have laughed, and there was even a tendency to intensify it.

And...Yu Mao covered his heart, but tears fell one drop after another in his indifferent eyes.

My heart hurts so much, as if someone grabbed it hard, and then threw it down heavily, crushing my feet mercilessly.The breathing became more and more rapid, panting desperately like a drowning person, until waves of dizziness came.

What are you doing, if something goes wrong, don't do it now, the show hasn't closed yet.

Yin Geling turned over the meat and sprinkled some seasonings. He was really speechless. After killing the wolf, he should have thrown the body off the cliff immediately to avoid attracting the attention of other high-level spirit beasts.

However, Yu Mao said that he had a better way, and then...he has been grilling meat until now.

It's really a good way to destroy the corpse with the stomach, ha ha.

Due to the difference in status, what else could Yin Gelan do other than barbecue obediently.Even without mentioning his identity, Yu Mao's lunatic character made people afraid that the other party would go crazy the next second because of being rejected.

Sprinkling the freshly roasted meat with seasonings, Yin Geling turned around and wanted to hand it to Yu Mao, but was startled by his appearance.

The half-bitten meat fell to the ground and was covered with dust. Big drops of tears kept sliding down the cheeks, leaving wet marks on the light-colored clothes.

The pale-faced young man clenched his teeth, even the red and moist eye sockets could not bring a trace of weakness, but the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth made him even more dangerous.

trapped beast

There was no reason for Yin Gelan to think so.

The young man in front of him looked very much like a trapped beast who was in despair but still refused to admit defeat, paranoidly drawing the ground as a prison.

When the eyes of the two met, Yin Ge froze for a moment.

The person in front of him seemed a little different, his appearance was still the same as before, but his temperament changed in an instant.

How to describe it, it is probably from a lunatic to a calm lunatic.

Those eyes were still very clear under such a terrifying situation, but Yin Geling felt the hysterical madness under that disguise.

It was a kind of madness that wanted to destroy everything in the world and die together.

Yin Geling had seen such eyes before, but all of those people were desperadoes with nothing.

A spoiled and aloof prince shouldn't have such eyes.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?!"

The nail pierced the palm, pierced into the flesh, and blood flowed horizontally.Yu Mao was gasping for breath, he could no longer care about the bursting tears, the severe pain in his heart almost took away all his sanity.

Don't want to, can't fail...

He knocked the tip of his tongue hard, and with difficulty regained a trace of sobriety that seemed to be absent.

Now that this is the case, we can only continue acting along.

"!"

One hand pinched the neck, but the seemingly weak hand was like a branding iron, holding Yin Gelan tightly, and even slowly lifted him up.

There was a faint silver light flashing in Yu Mao's eyes, the machine was ruthless, cruel and bloodthirsty.

"Damn it! You all should die! Go to hell!"

The hand tightened more and more, and Yin Geling's face became more and more red.But no matter how much he broke Yu Mao's hand, he couldn't shake it a bit.

what is the problem? !

Yin Gelang was shocked, his martial arts were already very strong, but why wasn't Yu Mao affected at all?

"Ahem... Your Highness..."

Yin Gelang's eyes had already started to turn black, and the prolonged lack of oxygen made him dizzy for a while.

Yu Mao didn't respond to Yin Geling's voice, but he didn't tighten his hands, otherwise the neck would have been broken long ago.

Yue desperately wanted to save her master, but was locked in place by Yu Mao's coercion, unable to move a single step.

Not to mention the moon, even Xiaojin's eyes were full of horror.When this human being fought with him that day, he didn't use his full strength at all, and the coercion now is much stronger than before.

The young man who was pinching someone in his hands was cold and murderous, but tears were streaming from his eyes, dripping down his cheeks to the ground.

Cruelty and fragility coexist for a while, so weird that it makes people feel cold.

Only a life that is extremely helpless will scare the enemy with its teeth and claws, while carefully covering its own fragility.Because they have nothing to rely on, only themselves.

It was clearly at the critical moment of life and death, but Yin Geling was stunned, and an inexplicable emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Guilt, and distress.

Not knowing where the guilt came from, Yin Geling made a move that surprised even himself.

He hugged Yu Mao.He gave up his resistance when he might suffocate in the next second, and hugged the boy in front of him.

The hands around the neck were still tightly pinched, and Yin Geling was also hugging tightly.Neither of them was willing to move first, as if the one who moved first would lose.

Yin Geling's complexion became worse and worse, and even his breathing became weak.

Finally, as if giving in, the hand slowly loosened.

Warm tears dripped down the neck, and then sank into the skirt of the clothes, leaving no trace.

Yu Mao raised his head, his bloodshot eyes stared at Yin Gelan.The next second the hand is raised again, and an attack is about to be launched.

"Crack!" The sound of bones breaking was very clear in this place where there were only two people.

The hand that was already grabbing Yin Geling was broken by Yu Mao himself with the other hand, and it hung down weakly, no longer able to attack.

Silver light flickered in his eyes, and Yu Mao had a splitting headache.Sometimes the person in front of her was the servants who bullied her when she was a child, sometimes she was the nanny who stole his food, and sometimes she became the biological mother who whipped him every day.

No... those people are dead, long dead...

The very faint fragrance of snow lotus remained in his breath because of the hug just now, and he firmly connected with Shangyu Mao's last string called reason.

"Go away..." Yu Mao's eyes kept flickering with silver light, and whenever the silver light stayed, Yu Mao would want to attack Yin Geling.

Once again mercilessly twisting his own arm, more and more blood spilled from the corner of Yu Mao's mouth.

Anyone in this world can die, even his own life is worthless.There is only Yin Gelan, that is his light, the person he can't hurt even if he kills himself.

The scene in front of him was really bloody, and Yin Geling watched in disbelief as Yu Mao used self-mutilation time and time again to suppress the urge to attack.

Self-mutilation to this point, but only in order not to hurt himself as an enemy.

Is this person... is he really crazy?

"You leave first, I'll be fine soon..." Yu Mao suppressed his breath again, and grinned at Yin Geling with difficulty, the bright red at the corner of his mouth was particularly dazzling.

Yin Gelan moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he just left a word of caution.

Seeing Yin Gelan's back getting further and further away, Yu Mao covered his face.

A low laugh came out, and the smile overflowed his eyebrows and eyes.

Xiaolanlan is worried about him... that's great.

Because of this smile, Yu Mao couldn't suppress the smell of blood in his chest, and spit out another big mouthful of blood.

"Ha ha......"

"Hahahahaha..."

The crazy laughter startled the birds on the side branches, and also stopped Yin Gelan who hadn't walked very far.

"......madman."

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The commotion in the woods did not subside until the next morning.

When Yin Gelan returned to yesterday's place, he saw a young man lying on the ground covered in blood.If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would be no different from a dead person.

Walking over to help him up, Yin Geling looked at Yu Mao's pale face, his eyes darkened.

If Yu Mao was killed at this time, Yu Jingxin's crown prince would be secure...and no one would suspect him.

People with experience in these wounds can tell at a glance that they are self-harm. As long as he uses a little concealment, no one will be able to see that something is wrong.

Now that Yu Jingxin becomes the crown prince, he doesn't have to stay in the palace anymore.

The hand has slowly moved to the heart, as long as there is a little more force, the silver needle held by the fingertip will pierce the heart, causing the person who received the needle to bleed to death from seven orifices, just like Yu Mao's previous state of disordered internal breath .

......

Looking across the weakly hanging hand, he recalled that Yu Mao broke his hand bone ruthlessly yesterday, just to not hurt him.

Slightly lowering his eyes, hesitation and entanglement kept appearing in his heart.

The silver needle pierced half of it, and stopped when it was about to touch the heart.

The warm feeling of the tears seemed to still remain in the pit of the neck. Yu Mao didn't know how long she cried yesterday, and her eye sockets were still red and swollen.

Yin Gelan took a deep breath, and finally dismissed the idea, even though such an opportunity might never come again.

Yu Mao accepted it yesterday, so he will accept it again this time.

Withdrawing the silver needle, he wanted to pick up Yumao and move it to a place suitable for sleeping, but was interrupted by a hand.

"Ahem...why...don't you do it?"

The comatose boy suddenly opened his eyes, and held Yin Gelan tightly.

Yin Geling was startled, he didn't expect Yu Mao to wake up.

Now that he was awake, he still let his silver needle pierce it.You must know that Yu Mao was only one millimeter away from death just now.If he hadn't stopped, Yu Mao would surely die.

The killing intent had already been discovered, and the smile on Yin Gelan's face gradually disappeared, returning to a truly alienated look.

Thinking that Yu Mao was about to attack in the next second, Yin Geling was ready to be on guard.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mao took his hand, conjured a dagger out of nowhere and stuffed it in.

The young man still had a frail face with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

Some hoarse voices came, and Yin Geling suddenly opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

Yu Mao said, "If it's you, it doesn't matter."

Under Yu Mao's guidance, the dagger slowly pierced into the flesh, and blood dripped out.

Yu Mao still had a smile on his face, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his heart.Both eyes have been staring at Yin Gelan, as if it is a panacea for wounds.

But Yin Gelan is not a medicine, but a poison that kills him.

Yu Mao swallowed it willingly, even if he felt a little disappointed.

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The author has something to say:

Prince Yu Mao: I am crazy.

Yu Mao: I am a lunatic playing a lunatic.

Jihan/Yin Gelan: I'm just a fool.