I don't have sex with my sister

Knowing that something unexpected might have been induced in front of the cloud, Shang Can anxiously waited for the follow-up development, but she didn't expect that after a few days, she didn't see the light curtain light up again.

Even in the past, there were times when you could only see the clouds once every few days, but at this moment, it really makes people anxious.Shang Can couldn't sit still any longer, and tried to communicate with Feiwang again: "Hey, can you let me see the outside? It's fine if it's only on for a while, and I'll just take a look—"

Feiwangan looked at her quietly without blinking, and Shang Can somehow felt that she had just seen a little helpless innocence in Feiwang's eyes that were as black as ink.

It must be her illusion.Shang Can was a little discouraged and walked around the house a few times in vain, several times he had the idea of ​​trying to use his spiritual power, and several times he dismissed the idea.After all, she doesn't know what's going on with Feiwang itself, and she doesn't even know what kind of commotions she will cause outside with her spiritual power. If she acts recklessly and causes something strange, then she doesn't even have a way to remedy it. No.

So Shang Can suppressed the anxiety in his heart and continued to wait patiently, just like the past two years.

It stands to reason that she has plenty of time and has become very good at waiting in the past two years, but in the end she still couldn't wait.

"...how long has it been?"

Although it is difficult to discern the length of time in the sword, the unusually long time has made Shang Can restless not long ago.The light curtain seemed to be broken and never turned on again, Fei Wang didn't care about it, and he still went about his own way. After spending a long time with the restless Shang Can, he learned to use it patiently again and again. The cold fingertips rubbed her knotted brows.

But the more Feiwang behaves like this, the easier it is for Shang Can to associate her with Yun—to be honest, sometimes Shang Can feels that her current situation is really absurd, even though she knows in her heart that Feiwang just turned into a master She looks like a sword spirit, but at the first glance, it is always easy to let her be in a trance for a while, making Shang Can dare not get too close to Fei Wang.

Although she asked Feiwang a few times incessantly whether she could at least perceive the sword owner's safety, she didn't get a response, but after getting along for a long time, Shang Can could see that Feiwang wasn't too nervous at this time, maybe It's because nothing major happened outside.It's just that she still couldn't let go, and finally couldn't hold back her spiritual power to try to drive the light curtain, but she didn't know how to do it or something, and when the light curtain was lit, she could only see a whole piece of dark red. There were no sights at all, and it looked rather ominous.Shang Can had no choice but to hold back resentfully, not to continue to act rashly.

But the situation didn't stop there, on the contrary, it became more and more strange.

I don't know when it started, Shang Can suddenly realized that her spiritual energy has recovered so fast recently, as if she was practicing on her own, and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.This abnormality immediately brought her back to her mind, and she searched hard in her too many memories, but couldn't find an example similar to the current situation. The abnormality caused by too long may have something to do with her phoenix bloodline——

...But at this time, there is no one around who can ask.It's terrible.

Shang Can could only be in a hurry, and subconsciously spent most of his time resisting the recovery of aura.It's hard to tell how long it's been since she saw Yun Yun, which already made her feel uneasy, and now there is such force majeure pushing her forward, if she is really forced to be reborn in this situation... …

Just thinking about this possibility makes me feel like a stick in my throat, but like an upside-down hourglass, I can't do what I want. I can only feel the more and more full power in my body day after day.With some indescribable unwillingness and helplessness, it took Shang Can a long time to find out that there seemed to be something wrong with Feiwang.

"Are you..." Shang Can stared blankly at Feiwang for a while, then continued hesitantly, "...Is it a bit different?"

I don't know if it's because she paid too little attention to Feiwang recently, but now she looks at the past and finds that Jian Ling is a little thinner than before, and even looks a little taller.This should have been impossible. After all, Feiwang just transformed into a cloud, and her appearance should not change with the passage of time.

But the facts were right in front of his eyes, Shang Can believed his eyes, felt strangely unspeakable, and blurted out a little out of control: "Could it be, could it be that something happened to the cloud!"

"..."

He also remained silent, but now Feiwang's temperament was inexplicably different.As usual, she slowly raised her eyes to look at Shang Can in response, her eyes were calm, but she blinked gently at her.

Shang Can didn't want to understand the meaning of Feiwang's seemingly meaningful wink, and he couldn't continue to think about it, because Feiwang who had been sitting quietly at the side suddenly stood up, and then bullied himself at him without any scruples. She leans over.

Shang Can subconsciously wanted to step aside, but Feiwang grabbed his hand. Shang Can's heart trembled, and when he looked over in surprise and suspicion, he met a pair of beautiful eyes full of water. The original question was stuck in his throat. Spit it out, and watched as Feiwang pursed his lips lightly, then opened his mouth suddenly.

"...—"

She seemed to want to say something, Shang Can seemed to hear a sound similar to "A", but it stopped abruptly after only a moment.The person in front of him seemed to have only opened his mouth and then pursed his lips again, which made Shang Can start to wonder if he was too nervous about the cloud and had auditory hallucinations, how even the voice in the auditory hallucination was the same as that of the cloud.

Shang Can didn't correctly understand what the person in front of him was doing, he just stared blankly at the pair of eyes that were hesitant to speak, and sighed softly between his slightly pale lips, and just stood there quietly. After a long time, he slowly shook his head.

Not knowing if the gloom he saw on his non-looking face was an illusion, Shang Can looked at it carefully with some helplessness, but the emotional change that seemed to be an illusion was only fleeting, and the person in front of him quickly returned to his usual His face was expressionless, but he still held her hand and did not let go.The cool fingertips lightly touched Shang Can's palm, and then moved like a caress.

The gentle touch on the palm was really itchy, and Shang Can instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but Feiwang held it mercilessly, and then rubbed her palm more seriously——Shang Can noticed, Feiwang seemed to be writing something.

So the sword spirit can still read?

Surprised thoughts flashed through his mind, and it took Shang Can a half a beat to figure out what Feiwang was writing.This painting is quite complicated, and the person in front of him carefully wrote it several times, until Shang Can finally couldn't bear the itch, and he held the cold palm that was about to rewrite again with his backhand, and couldn't hold it back. He asked directly, "What do you want me to wait for?"

Feiwang, who repeatedly wrote the word "wait" on her palm several times, stopped in response, and raised his eyes to meet her's gaze without making a sound. His eyes were like streams soaked in the dark night, making it difficult to see clearly.

Shang Can's question could not be answered in the end.Feiwang returned to her original dull and meekness, no longer trying to speak, and no longer writing in her hands.Shang Can really didn't know what to do with her, so he had no choice but to continue to wait with a full stomach of doubts, talking to Feiwang to himself from time to time, trying to find ways to find out what happened with the sword spirit.

"...Since you can write, why didn't you write before? Did you learn it recently?"

"I only wrote it once again and stopped writing it. Could it be that I can only write that one word?"

All the questions about that abnormal behavior were ignored by Feiwang, without raising his eyes.Shang Can was also very depressed, and quickly cheered up and changed the subject: "Do you know that your appearance has changed? Your hair seems to have grown a little bit."

"..."

Feiwang still sat blankly watching her, Shang Can sighed softly, and said, "You must have felt it yourself, the aura in your place has been scary lately, the two of us just sitting here might be better than that." Those monks have worked hard to practice a lot, and you can see that your appearance has changed, probably because your cultivation base has increased a lot."

"I haven't seen this kind of battle when I was still alive, and I don't know where it is outside, or what you were taken to do—"

She said it casually, but a guess suddenly came out of her mouth, and she couldn't help hesitating: "Don't be... don't you want to be recast?"

"... No wonder I only saw a piece of red when I turned on the light curtain that day. Maybe the two of us are in some kind of powerful iron furnace?" Looking at the unmoved Feiwang, he used this as a breakthrough point to persuade him, "You are also worried, no matter how you think about it, if Feiwang is recast, it will have a big impact on you, why don't we open the light curtain to see—— "

Shang Can suddenly stopped in the middle of her sentence, and without knowing it, she lowered her head and looked at herself, always feeling a little hot.

It is an ancient story that the soul can feel the heat, Shang Can frowned, and suddenly felt a little bit like Feiwang was really thrown into the iron furnace, maybe even she would be melted away.

The whole body is getting hotter and hotter, and the aura in his body is spinning wildly uncontrollably, but Shang Can maintains a strange calmness for no reason, and can even separate his mind to think: If this is something that is destined to be forged by an iron furnace If it is a sign, can the half-demon of the phoenix be reborn from nirvana in the boiling molten gold and iron?

Those so-called indecisive choices actually have answers long ago, but they can only be most clearly realized at the moment before the results come out.Shang Can, who had hesitated for two years without trying to go to Nirvana, suddenly realized that she might have no choice soon, and a white light flashed in her mind, and she clenched her fists hard.

If you can successfully nirvana and rebirth, forget all this and start over...

This might be a very good option.Worry-free and labor-saving, you can cut off all the entanglements without any effort, and never have to face those debts, those feelings, and those entangled numerology.

But she just didn't want to, she didn't want to.

Shang Can didn't want to forget the cloud.

The answer she got was really useless. Rather than saying that she was trapped by Feiwang, it was better to say that she used this as an excuse to accept Feiwang's help, and was able to carry on the memory of this life for the past two years. I dare not admit that she doesn't want to leave Yunyun, after all, no matter how capable and omnipotent she was, she is now just a lonely ghost who is worse than a sword spirit.

Wanting to see Yun give up on her but fearful, wanting not to be the shackles of Yun but cowardly.Shang Can has never been a perfect person, but he wants to make himself look like a perfect person.She was also the one who felt inseparable in the end.

Shang Can didn't know whether it was sooner or later when she thought clearly, the heat inside her body seemed to be gushing out, and the originally light body gradually became heavy as if it had substance, Shang Can had already begun to feel some kind of A sense of suffocation, but vaguely wondering: Why does the soul still find it difficult to breathe?

She couldn't figure out why, her vision quickly turned white, and the last thing Shang Can saw was Feiwang walked up to her and squatted down, his eyes were as quiet and focused as before, and then he waved to her slightly.

Like saying goodbye.

Before she had time to think of this thought, Shang Can fell down like weightless. She must have lost consciousness for a short time, and when she opened her eyes again, she was dazzled by the blinding white light.

Shang Can subconsciously closed her eyes, and raised her hands to cover them, and then heard the sound of footsteps and the rustling of fabrics, and the light from her fingers gradually dimmed, as if someone had gone to close the curtain.

Consciousness was slowly recovering, and Shang Can suddenly realized that she seemed to be lying on a bed. There was a sense of powerlessness all over her body, and the elegant sandalwood smelled in her nose was very familiar. The sound of footsteps approaching her resounded again, and I heard the violent beating sound in my chest that should not have existed.

Unbelievable conjectures welled up in his mind, Shang Can didn't care about any strong light stimulation, and hastily put down his hands.The scene in front of her was just as she had imagined. She was in the room she had in Qingyu, the window opposite was closed properly, and only an oil lamp was lit in the whole room. On the white clothes of the person next to her bed, swaying fine shadows were dragged.

It was clear that he had only seen the same face as the person in front of him a moment ago, but Shang Can couldn't restrain his heart beating wildly no matter what.She looked straight over, seeing the slightly pale lips from the man's cold brows and eyes like smoke, from the black hair flowing like water down to his waist to the slender wrists hidden under the wide cuffs, Shang Can looked unscrupulous, Almost greedy.

"... the cloud?"

Shang Can whispered softly, as if afraid of waking up from a dream.Kankan sitting beside her bed trembled with long eyelashes, took a light breath, finally raised his eyes to look at her, and slightly parted his lips.

"--I like you very much."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shang Can held his breath in shock, but Yun Yun's face was still calm, looking directly at Shang Can's eyes that were so frightened that he dodged subconsciously, and continued: "It's been from before, not the kind of teachers and sisters, but the kind of sisters. The kind of love that wants to spend a lifetime with you."

All the way to this point, Yunyun's expression finally changed for the first time. Her eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her eyes and continued: "...you should already know this."

And Yunyun didn't seem to intend to wait for Shangcan to react from this sudden confession at all, she quickly stood up neatly, Shangcan had to raise her head to look at her, but failed to catch her gaze.

Yun Yun didn't look at her, those black jade-like pupils were now darkened, and his sight only fell on the corner of the room.

"But now," she said in a low voice as if she was talking to herself, she paused every word, and the complex emotions inside almost leaked from the words, "...I hate you too, Shang Can."

In these few words, it was as if she had experienced life and death. Shang Can's whole body suddenly became completely cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Only then did she realize she had forgotten to breathe.When mechanically inhaling the air, the body seemed to be pardoned, and burst into uncontrollable coughing. Shang Chan covered her mouth with force, and the coughing almost convulsed, but she only felt dull, as if the physical discomfort was only a layer away from her. It was like a yarn, far less than one ten-thousandth of the pain caused by her real affected area.

The person standing not far from the bed might have moved and stopped forbearance, or maybe it was just Shang Can's illusion. She curled up subconsciously while coughing, but suddenly heard a few iron collisions in her ears. softly.

Feeling the existence of disobedience for a long time, Shang Can finally finished coughing, she sat up and looked at the end of the bed in a daze.The slender iron chain was piled on the bed with the cold air of cold iron, and the end was deeply nailed into the wall, and the other end of the iron chain——

Shang Can slowly stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the tightly fitted iron ring around his ankle.

The fingertips quickly became cold, and it took Shang Can a while to recover, hesitatingly looking up at the cloud again.

But she only saw Yun Yun's back, Yun Yun quickly left her room, her steps were fairly steady, but the white-clothed back seemed a little panicked for no reason.

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