This is not a good place to talk. The Immortal Lord took Chu Wanning and returned to Wushan Hall in an instant. Xue Meng and the others were gone on the eaves. I think so, a smart character like Mei Hanxue knows what it means to retreat temporarily.

He raised his feet and kicked the door, and they entered the warm and dry hall wrapped in the wet wind and rain.

The light that was left before to wait for Chu Wanning has been turned off.

The Immortal Lord doesn't care. Since the moth does not rush to the fire, he can reluctantly be a hunting spider, with eight claws and bringing prey to his nest.

He suddenly pushed Chu Wanning onto the bed, looking down at the man who said nothing and had a blue-faced look, with cold eyes.

He felt that he had a lot to say, but when he moved his mouth, he finally vomited a slight and quiet sentence:

"What, do you have to be a person like him before you can look up and look at me?"

He broke up Chu Wanning's face and forced his dark eyes to look at him. Under his tentacles, the face was wet and cold.

"Chu Wanning, you'd better figure out one thing." He almost gritted his teeth, "There is no Master Mo in this world. Even if you are reluctant to leave, he will not come back."

Chu Wanning seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and her numb expression trembled faintly. Such a reaction undoubtedly made the immortal lord even more jealous and hated him. He suddenly became angry and blocked the other party's cold lips.

From kissing to broad clothes, it is easy to get used to it. The man in front of him is a tough guy, but after chewing for so many years, he naturally knows how to put it in and remove it and eat it into his stomach.

The moves of resistance were exactly the same as those in the previous life. The Immortal Lord almost easily resolved his offensive, and then took the pills prepared by the bedside and sent them to his lips without saying a word.

"After all, I'm leaving for a reunion. I don't want to see you look reluctant. Come and eat."

Seeing Chu Wanning frowning and struggling, his eyes were chilling, and the force on his hands was so strong that it was almost cruel and violent. It made Chu Wanning's lips bleed, so he barely stuffed the pill into his mouth, and then immediately leaned over and sucked the two thin lips.

His rough tongue reached in, and against the medicine that transformed bones and softened the intestines, he pushed it into Chu Wanning's throat moist and tough.

“Um…”

The thick rust smell melted on the sides of the lips and teeth, and the soft and moist tongue pushed the pills to the throat. Chu Wanning broke free and finally swallowed it all into his stomach.

Mo Ran let go of him, and he arched his body and coughed violently, and he vomited in disgust.

"That's so shallow?"

“…”

"When you bite him, why didn't you tell me you were going to spit it out?"

Chu Wanning suddenly changed his expression and turned around and opened his eyes wide, as if he was seeing a ghost in the sun, staring at the pale, sarcastic face of the Immortal Lord.

"Why, do you think no one knows about you and him?" said the Immortal Lord, with a look of pride and annoyance. "Actually, I know more about the things you do than anyone else."

He said, taking off his robe that was soaked by the heavy rain and going to bed. The soft felt blanket of animal skin fell immediately. His broad and symmetrical shoulders were slightly arched, and his arms were supported, looking down at the man lying under him.

The wet forehead hangs down, and the raindrops dripped on Chu Wanning's cheeks, reflecting into the eyes of the immortal king.

The immortal king looked dark in his eyes, leaned over, stretched out his tongue, and licked off the crystal water droplets.

He felt Chu Wanning's body suddenly tense, so he chuckled: "Why are you still so sensitive?"

"..." If Chu Wanning would angrily scold and let someone get out of here, then at this moment he was more sad than death, just biting his lower lip, without saying a word or insulting him.

But whether it was the tip of his fingers or the bones all over his body, he still couldn't help but tremble slightly. He hated this kind of body and couldn't help it.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, the Immortal Lord began to calmly. Looking at the face of the person under him who was gradually flushing due to shock and medicine, he said slowly: "Speaking of it, he hasn't been behind you much, right?"

The hand tugged downstream, whispering:

"Tell me, is it still as tight as before?"

He clearly had Zhang Yingjun's face, but he was saying such despicable and dirty words. His voice became more and more bewitching, and his fingertips were more and more wanton. The medicinal nature was urged to become more and more vivid under his caress. The immortal king looked at the face he had been thinking about day and night, with Adam's apple rolling and his voice was deep and fiery.

"If you don't answer, I'll go in and try it myself... Let me see if you miss me inside..."

That medicine is a good medicine and takes effect very quickly. Chu Wanning's back is already sore and numb, and he can't use any strength on his body. He can only let the immortal king come in and put his legs on his shoulders.

He closed his eyes suddenly and his eyelashes trembled.

Unlike Mo Ran, the former Immortal Lord has never been too lazy to do more foreplays and has little warmth.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Your Majesty, Senior Saint Hand, please--"

"Get out!"

Along with the loud shouts was the sound of the porcelain cup breaking. Before the attendant who was ignorant of importance entered the door, he picked up the tea cup next to him and slammed it.

The hall gate was closed immediately, and no one dared to come in and disturb him again.

The rough thumb of the immortal king stroked Chu Wanning's lips: "Look, there are only you and me here. There are only you and me."

There was wind and rain outside, and thunder and lightning were lit.

It took me a long time to calm down the movements in the house.

The quilt that was sliding down was exposed under the heavy curtains, and the light and darkness were illuminated by the storm outside the window. The heavy rain never stopped, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes in the dark night, and the man beside him was already asleep. Perhaps it was because of so many years of companionship, or perhaps it was because the Immortal Lord thought it would be safe to feed him soft-gluten powder. In short, the man slept very peacefully without any precautions. Half of his body and body were still pressing against him, which made people breathless.

Chu Wanning turned his head and looked at the man's face.

When the door of life and death in time and space just cracked, he also had contact with the Immortal Lord. He still remembered the cold touch and the dead chest.

But the person close to him at this time had a heartbeat.

The dug-out spirit core once again gathered into the body of the immortal king like a heart.

——Don’t think too much, Mo Ran is dead, no matter which world, he is dead.

Chu Wanning told himself this amid the slow and powerful heartbeat.

Mo Ran is dead. This is just a soulless body.

You know what you should do.

The heart is as hard as iron, and a glow gathers in the palm of his hand, but the light is sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and finally extinguishes.

Chu Wanning stared silently at the man who was so close to him.

The light is very drowsy, and when the immortal king closes his eyes and lowers his eyelashes, it becomes even more difficult to tell whether it is his past life or this life.

Chu Wanning suddenly felt that it was actually very similar to the rainy night when they first slept together in Wuchang Town. On that night, he actually woke up, and he leaned over and gently kissed Mo Ran's sleeping face.

No...no no no.

Mo Ran is already dead... Even if there is a heartbeat, it is still a corpse. Even if he can speak, he has lost his soul.

Dead.

But why do he still remember what happened after reincarnation, why is the emotions in his eyes so real and full, why...

Chu Wanning and Li Ran, I can't think about it anymore.

Gritting his teeth, the light in his hand rose up, and Huaisha summoned it out, condensed into a golden short sword with a cold light. He turned over for only a moment, and he closed his eyes, regardless of his strength and ruthlessness, stabbed the immortal king in the chest!!

With a "swish", there was no sword hilt!

Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes, and was deserted by his side. The sharp blade turned into a sand pierced through the bed, and the Shenwu, which was as sharp as mud, did not stab the walking corpse emperor in the end.

The rain was too fast, and a window to the east was disrepaired for so long. It bounced open suddenly in this stormy night, and the heavy rain poured in, and the wind was blowing.

The pale lightning of the cracked sky rushed into the house, and the snow-colored cold light reflected a creepy face beside the couch.

"I once thought naively that you probably won't do anything again."

"..." Chu Wanning slowly turned around.

The Immortal Lord leaned against the bed pillar, and there was a shallow scratch on his naked chest. It was the mark of the scratch when he was dodging just now. He didn't care about it at all, and just looked at Chu Wanning coldly: "I didn't expect you to kill me."

He bullied himself over, and at an astonishing speed, he grabbed Chu Wanning's wrist in an instant, and there was a crisp sound that he could directly dislocate Chu Wanning's arm.

"Are you surprised? I seem to be better than ever before?" The immortal king stared at Chu Wanning and was so painful that he was pale, but still said nothing, and said lightly, "You have never seen these tricks before."

He paused, as if he was a little self-deprecating: "Actually there is nothing unexpected. If you are left here alone, you are not familiar with anyone and you cannot take it lightly at any time. The most interesting thing every day is to practice. After seven or eight years like this, you will also make great progress."

Huaisha's light was lost, annihilated into tiny shadows, and reintegrated between Chu Wanning's bones and blood.

The Immortal Lord smiled at him: "Master, you once gave me my tricks. But now it's not."

“…”

"How long has he been reborn? I have been suffering in this world for almost as long as I have now obtained his spiritual core." He said, rubbing Chu Wanning's eyebrows with thick cocoons, "It is impossible to kill me with the ability of my master."

After a while, he seemed to remember something, so he said, "Master may not know what I have done in this dilapidated world over the years, right?"

He spoke intimately and never called himself the seat again.

"I'll take you to see it now."

The place he wanted to take Chu Wanning to is not far away, it is on the back mountain on the top of life and death, and the weakest part of the barrier film of the lower cultivation world.

In the previous fight, his clothes were soaked, and Chu Wanning's clothes were torn to no longer wear. However, the Immortal Lord was not worried about this. He picked up his fingers and sent a command with the spirit butterfly. After a while, Liu Gong walked into the hall with a stack of washed clothes.

Chu Wanning saw the old servant who had not seen for many years behind the curtain through the gap, and he didn't know what it felt.

"Your Majesty, the clothes are delivered."

"You only know where to put these old clothes, so you can pack them up very quickly." The Immortal Lord said lightly, "Put it aside. You retreat."

Knowing that Chu Wanning was in the tent at this moment, the old servant's hand trembled slightly. Although he wanted to look at the old master again, because he was not in line with the etiquette, he still lowered his head, kowtowed on the ground, and staggered out of the hall.

The clothes fit very well, and they cannot be unfit, because that is the old thing in Chu Wanning's previous life.
To be continued...