MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 171 Shallow

Xianjun, you are so clean.

For a while, Lin Shu could not tell whether this was a slap or a derogation. The only thing that can be determined is that Xiao Shao's eyes are not normal.

It is a kind of paranoid and fascinated eyes, clearly speaking clean, but the meaning conveyed by the eyes is I want to stain you.

He was pressed, unable to move, a little relieved, and gasped slightly.

Xiao Shao pulled out his fingers and leaned down to kiss him.

Lin Shu was imprisoned by him, unable to move, and was kissed so deeply that he could not breathe, and his body was softened.

Xiao Shao's fingers are cold, and his lips and teeth are cold, as if late at night in the heavy autumn.

Lin Shu's body temperature during the week is not very high, often Xiao Shao holds his hand, a little warm.

Now this person walked back and forth from the sea of ​​blood, but it turned him to warm Xiao Shao.

While encircling Xiao Shao to make himself closer to him, he suspended the operation of Jiange's mentality and tried to make his temperature rise as much as possible.

When Xiao Shao's temperature finally became a bit normal, his hair and clothes were almost scattered.

But Xiao Shao didn't stop the trend, still pressing Lin Shu on the bed, his teeth biting his earlobe.

"Xiao Shao ..."

Lin Shu tried to talk to him, but his voice was particularly weak and husky due to the relief of the talent.

Xiao Shao was sober, Lin Shu could feel it.

But why did he become what he is now? Lin Shu didn't know.

After earning a few times, he could n’t make it. After absorbing that resentful heart, Xiao Shao ’s cultivation was so high that in the face of such Xiao Shao, Lin Shu felt like he was being manipulated at will Small animals.

He could only shout "Xiao Shao".

Xiao Shao finally answered, "I am."

"Xiao Shao ..." Lin Shu had some fear in his heart, his voice trembling slightly: "What happened to you?"

I don't know why, now Xiao Shao has such a breath of livingness.

-Although only a trace.

He looked at Xiao Shao, and Xiao Shao reflected himself in his eyes.

The look in this man's eyes was slightly confused: "I ..."

Lin Shu touched his face behind him: "What happened to you."

Xiao Shao grasped his wrist and slowly brought his hand down.

Finally pressed on his left chest.

Lin Shu stunned.

Obviously the position of the heart, but no heartbeat.

He counted the seconds, not knowing how long it took, and finally a slight vibration came from his palm.

Then there was silence for a long time. After the silence, there was a heartbeat.

Xiao Shao said: "They are still crying."

Lin Shu remembered the roar and howling he heard in the sea of ​​blood.

The sound came from the boundless sea of ​​blood, sharp, painful, heartbreaking, layer upon layer.

And Xiao Shao put the whole sea of ​​blood, and the resentment in the sea of ​​blood, all into the body, those crying disappeared from the world, but began to understand the sea in Xiao Shao's three souls and seven souls, calling day and night.

Lin Shu saw Xiao Shao hook his lips.

His smile seemed to be stained with blood, as if from the boundless spectre.

Not like people, like a thousand-year-old demon.

"I can't see clearly outside." Xiao Shao said.

Lin Shu: "... Um?"

Xiao Shao let go of his wrist and slid his fingertips to his neck: "I can only see the world like a sea of ​​blood, there is no boat to cross.

He tilted his head and looked around the room. "So here."

Lin Shu tried to understand what Xiao Shao said.

Just listen to Xiao Shao slowly continue: "All beings are calling me."

Lin Shu: "How to call you?"

Xiao Shao squeezed his throat with his right hand: "They have hundreds of millions of people, crying and laughing, floating in the sea of ​​blood, inviting me to go back and calling me into magic. The world is dirty and cannot stay long."

Lin Shu tried to imagine the scene in Xiao Shao's eyes.

Following Xiao Shao's words, he thought of a sea of ​​blood, the blood mist tumbling on the sea, and the blood was terrified.

Buddha said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. This sea of ​​blood is the whole world of suffering, and it is the floating sea of ​​suffering.

The resentment of all sentient beings, the hatred of sentient beings, has long been transformed into a ghostly ghost, hatred of the dynasty, and hatred of the whole world.

What do they want?

I want Xiao Shao to assimilate with them, and he also hates the world and kills the world.

So these hundreds of millions of grudges all cried and laughed, to let Xiao Shao out of the ordinary into the devil, and leave the world.

What will happen?

Xiao Shao is no longer a person who suppresses resentment, but has become the leader of these ghosts and ghosts, or he has completely lost his mind, can't help resentment, resentment has returned to the world, and troubled times begin.

Xiao Shao's hand on his neck tightened slowly.

Lin Shu was slightly suffocated.

He looked into Xiao Shao's eyes.

Dark, dull and indifferent eyes.

But his actions were a little obsessed with it.

Lin Shu realized that he could neither share Xiao Shao nor how to comfort him.

He opened his mouth and finally said only one sentence: "... I'm here."

"I know." Xiao Shao leaned over.

The feeling of oppression and suffocation made Lin Shu dizzy slightly.

He pushed Xiao Shao.

Obviously it is a push-out action, but because of its unsteady stance and weak arms, it can not push a little bit, but it is like welcoming and rejecting.

"The world is like blood ..." He heard Xiao Shao's mute voice: "Only Xianjun is clean here."

Lin Shu: "Really."

"Yes." Xiao Shao whispered, "Because Xianjun's love for all things is too shallow, there is no hate or complaint. Even if the world is dirty and bitter, Xianjun is pure and pure, like Taoyuan."

Lin Shu was out of breath, and there was a mist in his eyes.

He said, "I don't know ..."

Suddenly, heaven and earth all turned into nothingness, and he could only hear Xiao Shao's voice: "I am entangled with resentment, I am bitterly affected by the seven emotions, and I still have to ... turn into a fairy."

Lin Shu: "How to point it?"

"Flight me." Xiao Shao's voice was hoarse and confusing.

"Xian Jun ... cross me."

Lin Shu took a hard breath and his voice was so weak that he no longer belonged to himself: "I ... cross you ..."

His neck was slowly released.

What happened later was too chaotic and he didn't know how to describe it.

Because even his memory appeared several times blank.

I just remember that I seemed to have died many times and cried many times, and there was a blurred white light in front of me.

My throat was completely dumb, and no sound could be heard, perhaps because of crying too much and dehydration, and the entire person lost all their strength.

Xiao Shao hugged him and fed him water.

The snow-white jade bottle, filled with the dew of Wulian Mountain, finally made him a little sober.

Xiao Shao held his hand and was not allowed to drink it by himself, but could only be fed. Lin Shu could only **** at the edge of the thin cup and drank half, Yu Guang saw Xiao Shao's expression gradually changed, Seems he wants him to eat something else.

He didn't remember how long it had passed.

Later, as if some kind of fixed reaction had already formed, the nose smelling the cold fragrance of Xiao Shao's body would become soft, and once Xiao Shao's fingers touched his skin, the whole person would have a slight and uncontrollable hair. Tremble.

When Xiao Shao let him go, he couldn't remember.

Maybe I didn't miss it at all.

He should have lost consciousness at one point and woke up drowsy at another point.

After all, the body during the robbery period is different from mortals. Even if it is a bone injury, it can heal within two days.

But Lin Shu woke up, and there were still traces on his body.

There is no strange feeling in the body, but there is lingering laziness in the soul.

He opened his eyes and met Xiao Shao's gaze.

Then he chose to cover his face again with a quilt.

Xiao Shao wrapped his quilt around his shoulder: "... baby."

Lin Shu didn't want to talk.

He reached out and groped a few times in the quilt, and pressed Xiao Shao's chest.

Another layer of silk is warm and not cold.

There is a heartbeat and it is quite stable. It is a little slower than ordinary people and can be ignored.

He couldn't turn his head back and thought slowly, thinking that when he was like Xiao Shao, the temperature of his heart was slowly rising.

He thought about it and decided to look at Xiao Shao.

If the rise in body temperature represented Xiao Shao's intellect, he should be able to see the person's shame.

He dragged the quilt down a little, revealing his eyes.

Xiao Shao hugged him all over: "Baby."

Lin Shu examined Xiao Shao.

Still a bit abnormal and lacking expression.

But it was normal a lot, and the eyes were a little gentle.

Lin Shu kissed him expressionlessly.

Xiao Shao: "Are you okay?"

Lin Shu: "Not good."

Xiao Shao kissed the corner of his eye again.

It's not good to kiss as much as you can.

Lin Shu slowly returned to the quilt, turning a deaf ear to the ensuing language.

He will never be deceived by rhetoric in his life.

Only himself could get him out of the quilt.

He finally came out.

By the way, I touched my mustard seed bag from the bedside, took the mirror out of it, and drew it to Xiao Shao's eyes.

Then asked Xiao Shao: "What is it now?"

Xiao Shao: "It's still blood."

This is a little strange.

Mirrors have some functions for predicting the future.

At first, when Xiao Shao saw this mirror for the first time in Qingmingdong sky, he said that he saw blood.

Later, Taohuayuan was slaughtered by the big witch. He thought that the blood of Taohuayuan at that time was the blood that Xiao Shao saw.

But after that, Xiao Shao said, still blood.

So he went to the top of the big witch's tower and saw the sea of ​​blood tumbling.

He thought that this should be the blood seen in Xiao Shao's mirror.

But now, Xiao Shao said, it's still blood.

Lin Shu turned the mirror back and looked.

Or a wedding room.

It's still myself who got something in his chest.

The shape of that thing was clear, sharp, like the thorns of a thorn.

And his own eyes in the mirror are still so clear and gentle.

This portrait is voluntary.

Nothing more.

Lin Shu looked at himself in the mirror and felt that he was a little bit upset.

But when you think about yourself outside the mirror, there is nothing more furious than this person.

What Xiao Shao asked for was given.

Perhaps one day, indeed, Xiao Shao wanted his life on the bed in Phoenix Villa.

Then he will probably give it.

Xiao Shao asked him, "What did you see?"

Lin Shu never said this to Xiao Shao.

But he was really bullied last night and felt a little bit aggrieved.

"I saw you cut in my heart."

Xiao Shao seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Then said: "... I won't."

Lin Shu spoke with the facts: "You also pinched my neck last night."

——Although I do n’t know if it was last night or not, Qingmingdong ca n’t see the day and night, he always thinks it ’s been a long time.

Xiao Shao looked directly at him, for a long while, and said, "At that time you wanted to run away. I want to keep you by my side forever."

What a pervert speech.

Lin Shu didn't want to ignore him.

Xiao Shao continued to make some perverted speeches: "The world is big, it's all dirty blood ... I want to live with you for a long time."

Lin Shu reported to get up, dress and wash.

Put on Liu Xuebai, buckle the wide strap of plain silver, it looks like a decent and serious sword repair in the mirror.

Last night, Xiao Shao collapsed. Xiao Shao asked who he said he was. He didn't know.

Lin Shu turned around and saw Xiao Shao also got up.

He had long black hair, half a gorgeous robe, and sat by the bed, leaning halfway against the bedpost.

Wu Yan's eyes were looking at himself, and he was a little abnormal.

Lin Shu approached.

Xiao Shao said: "It's slow again."

Lin Shu knew he was talking about heartbeat.

The day the heartbeat stopped completely was the day when Xiao Shao left the world and assimilated with the sea of ​​blood.

And the way to get him back to the living is probably to be with Lin Shu, like the one with the shadow, or the more inseparable.

He said that Lin Shu has no hate and no grudges, and is the only clean place in the world.

Lin Shu approached again.

Xiao Shao looked up at him and said, "Xian Jun, you can't leave."

Lin Shu's eyes rose again.

To Xiao Shao, he could not help but demand.

Xiao Shao said that he has too little affection for all things in the world.

But for all things in the world, for 20 years, why should he belittle him.

Until Xiao Shao treated him well.

Then he knew that he could be put on the apex of his heart.

Now Xiao Shao feeds the sea of ​​blood and wants the pity of Xianjun.

Then he knew that he could be admired.

He sent a hand to Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao took his hand and sent it to his lips with a light touch.

Then look up.

-That obsessive look.

As if believers demanded God's support, sentient beings waited for grace.

Lin Shu leaned down and hugged him, then was brought to bed by Xiao Shao.

Nothing, just holding, not talking, time seems to be still.

It's just that they are holding each other tighter and closer, as if dependent on each other.