His old enemy deceives the world

But at this moment, a sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded from Chu Yu's arms:

"Chuchu! What are you doing! I saw everything!"

With AhZi's cry, the charming atmosphere that was originally lingering between the two of them dissipated in an instant.Chong Cang also felt as if his soul had returned to his body immediately. He watched the young man's struggle coming from the skirt of his body with a complicated expression.

Even though the illusion-like skin-to-skin contact is fleeting, the icy coldness left behind does not make one instantly sober, but rather like drinking a cup of strong wine stored in a curling jug, waiting for Only after the coolness slid into his throat could he gradually feel the burning sensation flowing through his internal organs, and now Chong Cang could feel the sudden hot flow traveling around in his meridians, igniting tiny flames.

In the drowsiness, Ah Zi's voice was still making noise, but the straightforward indignation pierced into the cockleburs was like some kind of fierce drumbeat, which instantly aroused his always calm heart lake, and it would be isolated in his heart. The seven emotions and six desires under heavy restraint poured into the limbs and bones like a flood, and it only took a moment to shock his consciousness into a blank blank.

So in an instant, the world suddenly became quiet, and even the gurgling water seemed to stop flowing. Chu Yu couldn't help but pause when he was trying to struggle, and he frowned suspiciously and looked down into his arms. Suddenly there was no sound. It has to be said that the strange atmosphere suddenly pervading all around at this moment made him feel an ominous premonition for no reason.

This ominous premonition was repeatedly urging Chu Yu to get rid of the shackles quickly, so he pressed one hand on the back of the chair behind him, trying to force himself up, but just as he exerted his strength, he was firmly pressed against the chair by Chong Cang's sudden movements In the middle, I can't move at all.

The dull pain from rubbing against hard objects on his back made Chu Yu instantly angry. He raised his face and stared angrily at Chong Cang and said, "Is that enough? Wu Yin must have left by now, you should let me go, right?"

Chong Cang turned a deaf ear to his angry reprimands, and his soul seemed to be splitting into two parts: the rational part had already sunk to the bottom of the abyss, and the sound of restraint was almost inaudible long ago; But it gradually surfaced, and was clamoring to conquer the young body below him, firmly controlling him in the palm of his hand, so that he could not struggle and resist, so that he could no longer spit out words that displeased him.

Although he knew that his state was not right at this time, Chong Cang couldn't get rid of this almost bewildered emotion. The face that was close at hand seemed to have an inexplicable fascination for him, making it difficult for him to look away. Moving away, the longing eyes couldn't help tracing from the sculpted facial features to the extremely fragile throat bit by bit, and even the natural ups and downs of the delicate skin of Chu Yu's breathing, all of which were reflected almost imperceptibly. His eyes.

And the slight tremor at the Adam's apple was like the wings of a butterfly brushing over his peripheral nerves, instantly cutting off the spider's silk that barely clings to his reason, causing him to slowly experience a feeling of paralysis that he had never experienced before from his fingertips , and even the mutual traction between each other's snorts has become more and more humid.

"Chu Yu..." Chong Cang heard himself calling hoarsely, and there was a buzzing in his ears at this moment, and there seemed to be thousands of images rushing towards him in the chaos of his consciousness, layer by layer like a wave, gradually submerging his mind. Sanity.

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The huge canopy of the sycamore tree pierces into the sky, and the mottled shadows of the trees are swaying. Under the shade, a slender and tall figure sits here, with his head lowered, and his fingers slowly stroking the strings. The sunlight shone on his side face, carrying an indescribable tranquility and tranquility, which made people feel fascinated when they saw it.

But at this time, a faint voice came from the breeze, interrupting the harmonious sound of the piano, and it asked in puzzlement: "Why do those monsters go there without thinking about their own safety, despite the fact that the world outside the mountain is so dangerous? Just be quiet." Wouldn't it be good to take root in a certain place? For example, Qiongtu Mountain, where there is a strong aura needed for monster cultivation, and it is also far away from the turmoil of the world..."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly with a "buzz", and the person under the tree slowly pressed his hands on the strings, and something seemed to wander in his eyes for a moment. After a long while, he opened his mouth and sighed softly:

"I... can't detect other people's thoughts, Ah Zi, but what I can tell you is that not every kind of creature is like a tree, as long as it is rooted in the soil he likes, it can survive, and even after that no matter the cold or cold Summer, he can face it alone - because most of the creatures in the world who have joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys need all kinds of concerns to maintain their lives. If they are always alone, then they may soon be haggard, withered."

"Just as trees cannot lack water, no one can abandon the place he is emotionally concerned about, so no matter how long they leave that place, they will always return in the end."

After he finished speaking, the voice that asked the question before lingered around him, and asked a little unwillingly: "Even you...is it the same?"

"Yes, I am the same, Ah Zi, there is also my concern in the invisible distance from the top of Qiongtu Mountain." The qin player raised his head, his clear eyes reflected vaguely, "So I have to go back there sooner or later. "

back?back where?In the vast world beyond the mountains, somewhere I can never reach?

Why can't it stay forever?

Am I not your concern?

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The sweet smell spreading in his mouth woke Chongcang up in an instant. He raised his head from the warm touch, but the scene that caught his eyes suddenly made his pupils constrict - the ripped open skirt, and the exposed A large piece of snow-white skin, and bright red blood flowing on it.

Chu Yu was panting heavily under him, and he seemed to have endured a death struggle. He was tilting his head forbearance, and when he noticed that Chong Cang's suppression was slightly loosened, he immediately pulled out his hand and covered the side of his neck. The wound that was bitten to a bloody mess slowly moistened his own energy until it was completely healed, then he turned his head stiffly bit by bit, staring at Chong Cang with hatred.

"You..." Chong Cang's expression was slightly stunned, and the first reaction that flashed across his heart was to raise his hand to cover those hateful eyes, but before he could make a move, in an instant, , Chu Yu's figure suddenly stood up, and a dazzling white glow suddenly shot out from his right palm, and he hit Chong Cang with his head.

At such a short distance, even if the Chongcang Realm is profound, he may not be able to react in time, not to mention that his consciousness has just broken free from the bottom of the chaotic deep lake, and there is still a bit of stiffness at this moment, so he was immediately caught by that person. The fiery white light enveloped his vision, and the next moment his consciousness felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. Countless fireworks seemed to explode in his mind, forcing him to retreat three feet away again and again, and even staggered on his feet. After two strokes, he was able to stabilize his figure.

The veins on the back of his hand, covering the side of his head, exploded, and his tone of voice was a bit chaotic, as he scolded, "Chu Yu...how dare you!"

"Why wouldn't I dare!?" Chu Yu supported the stone table and stood up, pulled up his disheveled skirt with one hand, and said, "As you said, even if I, Chu Yu, don't have the integrity to bend or bend...but I will never be willing to degenerate to the point of being abused by others!"

The remaining stinging pain in his consciousness was still haunting him, Chong Cang's brows were furrowed tightly, and the constant throbbing of his temples was also affecting his normal thinking at the moment. All kinds of pain were superimposed and gradually brewed into a pot of boiling water—— He should have sneered at Chu Yu's words, put on a calm face that sees through everything, and treated him indifferently... But under the tug of that inexplicable irritability, he suddenly roared out that even himself Unbelievable retort: ​​"I never fucked you! I just wanted to... wanted to..."

He was speechless for a moment, and couldn't think of what he wanted to say for a moment, leaving only strands of ferocity on his pale face.

Surprised by his sudden outburst of anger, Chu Yu took a step back. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief—such a violent and restless emotion was beyond what Chong Cang could express. He should obviously be looking down from above. All sentient beings, no matter how violent the storm is, they can ignore it—but now he is like a beast dominated by instinct, wantonly indulging his violence.

This feeling made Chu Yu feel very uncomfortable, as if he had seen this scene somewhere before, unknown fear was like a vine, slowly crawling all over Chu Yu's heart wall, Chu Yu couldn't tell the difference Did that fear come from the scene in front of him, or the imprint that Chong Cang had left on him, but there was a voice in the dark that kept urging him to leave here, to leave this place of right and wrong.

Quickly picked up the black jade gourd that fell on the ground, and after sensing that Ah Zi's aura was still inside, Chu Yu ran down the stairs in three steps at a time, never turning his head to look at Chong Cang. He rushed to the edge of the barrier in one breath, and the green gate instantly appeared in the void. Chu Yu pushed it away, and the moment he stepped out of the gate, he couldn't help but look back, but at this moment, he was in contact with the gate. The pair of hidden and forbearing eyes looked at each other from a distance, and his heart was shocked. Before he could dig out a deeper meaning from it, the outline of Qingmen disappeared in the next moment.

But in the blink of an eye, he was already in the dark corridor, and the cold moonlight fell on the floor in front of him, instantly reviving all his paralyzed senses.

Standing there blankly for a while, but no figure chased him out. Chu Yu stared blankly at the dark place at the end of the corridor, but the muttering that seemed to be possessed by Chong Cang when he was lying on his neck kept ringing in his ears, Those questionings were like a lingering nightmare, which suddenly made Chu Yu feel cold all over, and even drained the last bit of strength to resist. Deep in his heart, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, But in the end, it all turned into a confused sentence:

"I do not know."

The helpless ending made ripples in the bottom of my heart, but it seemed to be layer upon layer, endlessly, Chu Yu suddenly covered his face and sighed dejectedly: "It's just crazy..."