Save the beautiful and tragic hero

An unprecedented strange feeling struck.

Hu Luyan lowered his head slightly, breathing heavily, and reacted, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and then gently twirled his fingertips in the dark.

There was still the heat of Mi Lu's breath on the fingertips, and the skin on the fingertips became hot for a while.

His lowered eyelashes trembled violently.

After a while, his whole body was shaking.

Faintly, it seemed that there was a wave of heat running around in his body, and wherever it went, the fire burned even more intensely.

It is not that he is ignorant of this matter, on the contrary, because he grew up in a brothel, he even knows many details.

But he has always been extremely repulsive to this kind of thing.

His memory is full of sticky pictures of brothel girls including that woman and all kinds of men together.

Looking around, it was all white meat.

Every time he thinks about it, he feels sick.

He hates people's desires in this aspect, making people less like people and more like animals living in the wild.

However, he never imagined that one day he would have a desire for a person of the same sex that he once rejected, disgusted, and even wished to disappear from the human body forever. He could not ignore the strong emotion lingering in his chest.

He wants to get attached.

He wanted to kiss Mi Lu.

He wanted to hug Mi Lu.

This is not enough.

Far from enough.

He wants more, he wants to do more serious things to Mi Lu, and things that cross the bottom line...

His throat was dry, his body was tight, and some whispers appeared in his mind, like the whispers of demons, bewitching him to move according to his heart.

At the same time, another voice rang out, advising him to continue to endure and persevere, maybe his thoughts would scare Milu away, he needed to boil the frog in warm water, and slowly let Milu get used to his feelings.

Two different voices pull at each other.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind.

At this moment, Mi Lu felt something again in his sleep, frowned, and then slowly opened his eyes.

In the past four years, he has practiced intermittently, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment. Although he has failed to form alchemy several times, his ability to see things at night is not the same.

At a glance, he saw the empty head of the bed and the tent that seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Mi Lu was stunned for a moment, then sat up from the bed, touched his face, and turned to look at the curtain beside him.

The curtains were also drawn quietly.

Mi Lu got out of bed and put on her shoes, casually picked up the coat at the end of the bed and put it on, then walked over and opened the curtain.

There was no one on Hu Luyan's bed.

Mi Lu stood where he was and looked at it several times before he was sure that he was right.

He was a little puzzled.

What is Hu Luyan going out to do instead of resting in the tent this late at night?

Or did Hu Luyan sleep for four years and couldn't sleep anymore?

Mi Lu originally wanted to go out to look for Hu Luyan, but then realized that he had already set up a barrier in this area, and if Hu Luyan stepped out of the barrier, he would feel it immediately.

So he relaxed and lay back on the bed.

Hu Luyan also went out for a walk before, and lied to him that it was too dark outside to see anything clearly.

But Hu Luyan's ability is superior to his, he can see at night, how can Hu Luyan not?

I don't know what Hu Luyan is thinking.

Mi Lu sighed, thinking about a bunch of messy things in his mind, which made him toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep, so he simply closed his eyes and rested his mind while waiting for Hu Luyan to come back.

And Hu Luyan hid outside the tent like a gust of wind before Mi Lu opened his eyes.

He came under a tree not far from the tent, with his back against the tree trunk, letting the more and more rampant evil fire run wild in his body.

He gritted his teeth, feeling the fine beads of sweat condense on his skin, and then slowly slipped down.

The night was so quiet that no sound could be heard.

Except for the heavy breathing that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried.

He could control his hands not to poke down, but he couldn't control his mind to think wildly.

He thought again of the meadow.

The warm yellow sun shone on the man, who was sitting on the grass, his hair was blown by the breeze, revealing a white and well-defined profile.

Hearing his footsteps, the man turned his head, raised his lips and waved to him, "Come here."

So he passed.

"Mi Lu..." The name that had been on the tip of his tongue for a long time finally spilled out from between his teeth.

Mi Lu.

Mi Lu.

Mi Lu...

He called the name over and over again in his heart.

The repressed emotions made his nerves ache slightly, but what spread to his limbs at the same time was uncontrollable joy.

In the end, Mi Lu still couldn't wait for Hu Luyan to come back, so he fell asleep with sleepiness.

The capital thousands of miles away.

Even at night, the streets of the capital are still very lively, and where the lights are dimmed, there are crowds of people.

Such a big event happened during the day, and the sword drawing competition had to be terminated.

At that time, everyone watched helplessly as the black mist that suddenly appeared flooded the three teenagers on the field, and then dispersed from the three teenagers like a tide.

Just when everyone thought that the three teenagers could pull out the Seven Star Kunlun Sword, the black mist twisted into black lines and shot straight into the sky, before disappearing without a trace.

After waiting for a long time, there was no other movement.

While everyone was in a daze, Wen Renyao's high-pitched voice came from the high platform: "What are you waiting for? Pull out your sword quickly!"

The three teenagers trembled in fright at the same time, and then they were pulled back to their thoughts, and hurriedly clenched the hilt of their swords and exerted all their strength.

But nothing happened.

The Seven-Star Kunlun Sword stabbed steadily into the ground, no matter how hard the three young men tried, it remained motionless, as if it was integrated with the ground of the capital.

The hands of the three teenagers hurt from pulling them out, their faces were flushed, and the panic and despair in their expressions covered the surprise not long ago.

They looked terribly frightened, and their eyes looked towards the high platform from time to time.

Standing on the edge of the high platform, Wen Renyao rarely broke his usual composure, staring at them with an almost dark face.

It wasn't until booing and booing sounded one after another, and the contestants who couldn't wait to play shouted for them to go away, that the Hulu family who was in charge of discipline stepped forward to take them away in embarrassment.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

When the next person went to draw the sword, that person's hand just touched the hilt when it was entangled by the black mist that suddenly overflowed from the ground.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then twisted his face, let go of the hilt at a very fast speed, and wailed in pain while stepping back.

People from Hulu's family immediately stepped forward: "What's wrong!"

"My, my hand!" The man raised his trembling hand, and saw that the skin on his hand that had been stained by the black mist had begun to swell, swell, and fester, and it was simply horrible to look at.

Rao, the members of Hulu's family had seen many big scenes, and they were so frightened by this bloody and disgusting scene that their faces turned pale. They quickly waved and called others to take out the ointment and apply it on that person.

After that person was helped away, although the others were a little stage frightened, they were still unwilling to give up the opportunity they had been waiting for for a year, and continued to play.

As a result, three people entered the stage one after another, regardless of their cultivation level, they all ended up in the same fate as the first person.

At this time, everyone realized one thing belatedly—the Seven-Star Kunlun Sword, which had been silent for more than ten years, began to resist.

As time went by, many people still refused to leave. They clamored for an explanation from the people from Wenren's family.

Because it was after the three teenagers of the Wenren family that the Seven Star Kunlun Sword had this strange appearance, this matter must have something to do with the Wenren family!

Otherwise, why did the Seven Star Kunlun Sword hurt so many people but not Wenren's people?

Maybe it was those three teenagers who tampered with the Seven Star Kunlun Sword!

Faced with the growing momentum below, Mi Hefeng, Situ Gaoyang and the others, who had nothing to do with themselves, either supported their heads or folded their arms in a drowsy state, only Hu Luxing and Situ Wenwan His face was extremely ugly.

Their Hulu family is the head of the four great families, if it is heard that other people are out of the same basket, their Hulu family will not be able to get rid of their ties.

"The matter has come to this, how do you plan to deal with it?" Hu Luxing asked Wen Renyao with a cold face.

Wen Renyao nodded and stood in front of Hu Luxing and Situ Wenwan. He clenched his fists so that his nails almost sank into his flesh. After a long silence, he replied in a low voice, "I hope Patriarch Hu Lu and Mrs. Hu Lu give me some time. We will definitely find out why.”

Hu Luxing completely lost his usual gentleness and elegance, and smiled in a calm voice: "If you hadn't heard that people didn't keep their promises, would there be a sudden incident? The current trouble can't be ended, and you are all responsible for it."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Situ Gaoyang, who was awake and sleepy, couldn't help interjecting, "What are you doing on your own? Why can't Wenren participate in the sword-drawing day?"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Wen Renyao, "And you, did you really tamper with the Seven Star Kunlun Sword? If it's true, you can admit it frankly. Do we still need so many of us to stay here with you? "

Hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

It's a pity that Wen Renyao never said a word.

Seeing this, Hu Luxing only said: "They heard that he has some connections with the Seven Star Kunlun Sword. If they participate in the competition, it will inevitably be exposed, so they have not arranged for people to participate in the competition before."

"Whoever wants to say something can take it back." Situ took the conversation lightly and gently, "I don't know what they think."

Situ Gaoyang said with a smile: "What if it was not ready before? You see that their home is ready this year. Isn't this here excitedly?"

Wen Renyao: "..."

Hu Luxing also realized this, and looked at Wen Renyao angrily and angrily: "Are you lying to me when you said that you are not interested in the Seven Star Kunlun Sword?"

After a long silence, Wen Renyao finally squeezed out a word from his clenched teeth: "Sorry."

Hu Luxing's eyes turned black, and he pointed at Wen Renyao's hand trembling: "I don't think you can be so many masters, is this Wen Renzheng's idea?"

Wen Renyao shut up again.

Hu Luxing was so angry that his face was crooked, his throat squeezed a lot of things to say, but he caught sight of so many pairs of eyes looking at them from the corner of his eye, and he had to force himself to calm down.

There are too many things to say in front of so many people.

"Okay, I'll give you some time." Hu Luxing gritted his teeth and said, "I'll comfort the people below for you. If you can't solve this matter within a month, I'll go to your uncle Wen Renzheng myself!"

After finishing speaking, Hu Luxing asked Wen Renyao to stay alone, and the rest left first.

Mi Hefeng wanted to leave a long time ago, and when he got up to say goodbye, he left without looking back.

But as soon as he landed, he was stopped by Situ Gaoyang who was chasing up from behind.

Don't look at Situ Gaoyang's calm performance on the high platform, in fact, he was already scratching his heart with curiosity. He even put aside the grievances between Situ's family and Mi's family, and asked Mi Hefeng suspiciously: "Du Lvxing said that he heard about his family It has a relationship with the Seven Star Kunlun Sword, but the Seven Star Kunlun Sword was not made by Hu Luwan alone? Why is it related to the Wen family again?"

Mi Hefeng walked forward without squinting, and said indifferently: "If Patriarch Situ wants to find someone to talk about other people's private affairs, then you may have found the wrong person. I don't know and I don't want to know."

"Hey, don't worry." Situ Gaoyang kept up with Mi Hefeng step by step, and said with his fingers, "Apart from Hulu's family and Wenren's family, we are the only two left of these four great families. ?”

Mi Hefeng snorted coldly, and walked towards the carriage at a faster pace.

"The only origin I can think of is that Hu Luwan and Wenren are childhood sweethearts. Wenren was pursuing Hu Luwan back then, which was a huge hit. It's a pity—" Situ Gaoyang clicked his tongue, "Hu Luwan actually fell in love with someone who didn't A poor boy from the countryside with no money, no power, no background, he would go out of his way to elope just to be with that poor boy."