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[The Peak of Death and Life] In the tongue of good and evil

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    Shi Mei first fed Chu Wanning a holy medicine for healing, then leaned over, and his soft fingers were like ten bewitching white snakes, sneaking between the ink hairs.  He held up the back of Chu Wanning's head and offset it against his forehead.

    "Zhuang Zhou's dream is a butterfly incarnation, always accompanied all night"

    He chanted the mantra lightly in his mouth, but while he was chanting, he suddenly stopped murmuring.

    He originally wanted to cast a spell to get rid of some of Chu Wanning's memories. This is one of his best spells, and he had used it on Mo Ran before.

    But probably because the soul in Chu Wanning's body is very disordered, and the memory is also in the recovery period, and he is very repulsive to the outside world. He found that this trick did not work for Chu Wanning.

    "This is really troublesome." Shi Mo sighed, he closed his eyes, then opened¡ª¡ª

    A pair of peach blossom eyes lingered with a bewitching brilliance.  He stared at Chu Wanning with such a pair of eyes, and then read again: "Zhuang Zhou's dream, butterfly incarnation, always accompanied all night, yesterday like flowing water, drunk in this mountain"

    This time, it has some effect, but it is not perfect.

    His incantation is like throwing a boulder into a pool. Even though thousands of waves are splashed at this moment, it will soon return to its original shape.

    But it doesn't matter, it's good to forget about it for a while.

    He didn't want Chu Wanning to have murderous intentions in his head when he and Chu Wanning went to the sea of ??desire together.

    That's too off-putting.

    "Master, you have slept for a long time, you should wake up."

    This soft call was like a curse. After a while, Chu Wanning's eyelashes moved slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

    Because of the teacher's curse, his consciousness temporarily became blurred, suspended in the previous life, and stopped after the death of the teacher.

    Once, Chu Wanning was burned too deeply by the loss of his beloved Mo. He subconsciously always thought that it would be great if he could change.  So the consciousness went back to those years.

    ¡ª¡ªHowever, the three souls and six souls of a person are very delicate. At this time, Chu Wanning's body carries the souls of two lifetimes, so even if the spell is cast by the teacher, the mind is chaotic, and the whole person is a little dreamy  look.

    He has some memory confusion, and he can't distinguish between dreams and waking.

    "Master Mingjing?"

    "Yeah." Shi Mei's voice was very gentle, suppressing the tenderness of some kind of distorted emotion, "It's me."

    Chu Wanning seemed to be very tired, and the high fever made him feel uncomfortable all over. He just responded vaguely, and then closed his eyes again.

    Shi Mo knew that he was adapting, and he was not in a hurry, and waited calmly by the side.

    After a while, he heard Chu Wanning close his eyes and sigh in a low voice: "I'm afraid I'm dreamingIt's great, you're still alive."

    Knowing that his memory stopped after the previous life, but he didn't expect him to have such emotion.  The teacher's heart moved, and there was some long-lost astringency.

    "Are you reluctant to let me die?"

    "you are still so young so many people like you" Chu Wanning said softly, "It shouldn't be you. I'm sorry"

    ""

    "If it was me. At least no one would be too sad."

    The astringency in his heart became more and more vivid, beating in his lifeless heart.  This feeling was there when I went home with Chu Wanning under the same umbrella for the first time. After so many years of conspiracy, the people around me died and scattered.

    He hibernates in the dark, treating himself as a ruthless rock.

    Later he really thought he was a rock, and it was not until today that he really felt the existence of his heart again.

    There are sweet and sour, bitter and astringent, and itchy.

    He clearly knew that he shouldn't have such emotions, the sour rain would corrode the boulder, and the soft moss would tear him apart.

    But he still couldn't help grabbing Chu Wanning's hand, and his heart was beating.

    He opened his mouth, his throat was dry, so he swallowed again, and then asked again: "What about you? I'm dead, are you sad?"

    ""

    "Have you ever been sad?"

    Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes are half-opened, under the long and thick eyelashes like spring catkins, there is a pair of eyes that carry too many thoughts.  Shi Mei tried hard to look inside, trying to catch a trace of sharp-edged emotions.

    But no.

    Just like water standing alone is water, and wheat grain standing alone is wheat grain. Only when a kind of emotion is purely placed there can it always be that kind of emotion.

    It's a pity that people's emotions will never be single. Shi Mei's death made him sad, painful, and self-blame, and then regretted it.  so much??He saw clearly that it wasn't Shi Mei who was golden, but a little golden dragon who didn't know when it appeared, and it was completely entrenched in Shi Mei's position.  The little dragon was tightened, and raised its head, staring angrily at Shi Mingjing, as though if Shi Mo dared to act recklessly, it would ruthlessly strangle the thing caught in it to pieces  .

    Chu WanNing: ""

    Teacher Mei: ""

    The little devil dragon bared its teeth viciously, and shouted at the unlucky guy who was strangled by him: "Wow, baa¡ª¡ª!"

    If it weren't for the hands being tied, Chu Wanning would like to raise his hands and forehead at this moment.  He really didn't see it.

    "" Shi Mo was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on?!"

    As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of the stone door rumbling open, and the shady face of Ta Xianjun appeared behind the door opening, and the voice was full of black clouds wanting to urge the city to kill.

    Ta Xianjun stepped into the door with one step, arms crossed.  His eyes swept across the scene of "Golden Dragon on a Jade Pillar", and his murderous intent was tinged with sarcasm. Then he opened and closed his thin lips, and said coldly, "Miss, please get out of bed."

    Shi Mei was furious and angry. He didn't understand what he meant for a while, and said angrily: "What Miss? Who?"

    "Sorry." Ta Xianjun carefully identified the object that was entangled by the dragon, "It turned out to be a young master. The young master is too young, so I didn't notice it for a while."

    The little golden dragon climbed around the pillar, raised its beard, bared its teeth, and summoned its master: "Baaaaah!!"

    The humiliation of a man is almost the ultimate in this regard.  No matter how calm and calm Shi Mei is, at this moment, his veins can't help bursting out, and his face is flushed.  Helplessly, his clothes were disheveled, and he was bound by a demon dragon that had seen a ghost from nowhere.

    Emperor Taxian walked towards him.  Stand still beside the bedpost, lift your chin slightly, and lean back.

    "Hua Binan, do you think I don't know what you're doing because you didn't make a sound?" He narrowed his eyes, his handsome face was full of contempt, "You really think I'm three years old this year.  Huh?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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