The crazy thoughts made Mo Ran’s eyes turn blood red. He trembled all over, lost his mind, and tightly strangled Chu Wanning’s throat, and roared and couldn’t help but ask the other person.

As long as he says the second half, as long as he says the sentence "Life and death are not resentful". It must be... it must be...

"Um!"

A muffled groan sounded in his ears. Chu Wanning couldn't breathe, her face turned red, and her struggle finally became weak.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, his red eyes widened, and both madness and Qingming were flashing inside. Suddenly, he reacted and quickly let go. Chu Wanning fell back to the couch. Five scars on his neck were hideous and terrifying, and gradually recalled Mo Ran's soul.

"..." He opened his mouth and wanted to call Master, but he couldn't call him. He wanted to call Chu Wanning, but he couldn't make a sound. He hesitated and whispered, he blew out in a hoarse voice, "You..."

The throat was as thirsty as if it had been burned by fire. Mo Ran swallowed his saliva with difficulty and relieved his consciousness a little. Yesterday, everything passed by his eyes. Chu Wanning had never been strange in this life, and he would never be reborn.

Then why did he say the last sentence before his death in his previous life, "I miss you."

Isn’t this sentence a false statement that Chu Wanning had to say to Xue Meng and those monks with false benevolence and righteousness?

He never believed it, and never wanted to believe that Chu Wanning would really admit his mistakes to him and would say soft words to him. Anyway, Chu Wanning must be lying to himself, and he must not like him. Anyway, this master has never looked down on him and has never really treated him.

He didn't regret killing his master at all.

Not at all...

Mo Ran turned his face and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment. What does Chu Wanning have to do with him whether he is alive or dead?

He turned around and wanted to leave.

Want to leave.

But I can't move away.

It's me who misses you.

The cold and handsome face in my memory seemed to be a little gentle in the end. By the Kunlun Tianchi Lake, the man slowly raised his hand in a pool of blood, and pointed his fingertips at his forehead. His fingers were already cold, but there was a little warmth in his phoenix eyes. But Mo Ran felt that he must have read it wrong.

No complaints about life and death.

Chu Wanning said softly, and blood and tears slowly flowed down her eyes.

"Mo Ran..."

The man on the couch was murmuring in his dream. The two slight sounds made the callee tremble. When he came to his senses, Mo Ran was already standing by the bedside, supporting the bed wall with one hand, leaning over and staring at Chu Wanning's pale face.

The thin and water-colored lips opened and closed slightly, and another sound came into my ears.

"Mo Ran..."

With his eyes closed, Mo Ran frowned his long eyebrows, and his fingertips stuck into the hard and cold rosewood board, as if he was trying his best to suppress something. In the end, he couldn't help it and said hoarsely: "Chu Wanning, are you sincere?"

"Are you sincere about what you said?"

His chest seemed to be so painful that it was about to burst. Since Chu Wanning would never be reborn, he said such words now only because he felt that he was not treating him well from this time and felt guilty.

Is it true?

Chu Wanning was talking in a dream, so naturally he would not answer him, but Mo Ran was still thinking about waiting for an answer.

“…”

After waiting for a while with his eyes closed, there was still no movement. Mo Ran sighed inwardly and slowly raised his eyebrows with some reluctance.

But he was caught off guard and faced a pair of phoenix eyes with misty rain.

Half open and half close, you will wake up and sleep.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes at some point, but from his expression, we can see that his consciousness was not clear. He just woke up temporarily in torture. The night-like eyes were still empty and trance, and it seemed that thousands of years of life were full of them.

Night Night Jade is always as sharp as thunder on weekdays, and there are rarely times when you are so confused.

I don’t want to get away from the usual sharpness. The person lying there is so beautiful. The ends of the eyes are dyed with some mist and thin red, and I just look at him without any defense.

The heart trembled violently, Mo Ran felt his throat tightening and whispered: "You..."

This scene was so similar to the way he loved him in his previous life. Mo Ran's thoughts were trembling. For a moment, he seemed to feel that he was still in Wushan Palace. Chu Wanning was his prisoner and his forbidden male favorite. Just thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel dry and his breathing became heavier.

I can't...

I don't like him.

Don't touch him again.

All the grievances of the past have passed. In this life, we are just masters and disciples.

Mo Ran supported the bed with one hand, looked down at Chu Wanning, enduring that he could not escape. His long hair, which was tied into a ponytail, was hanging down his shoulders, with thousands of threads, and the ends fell beside the other party's pillow.

Chu Wanning lay in his clothes, his long hair was scattered, and his expression was still numb at first. After a while, Mo Ran's reflection gradually appeared in his eyes. Chu Wanning was slightly stunned, and then it seemed that the nightmare had not disappeared, but he still didn't know what tonight. He slowly stretched out his hand, stopped in the air for a moment, and finally touched Mo Ran's eyebrows.

"It's me who miss you..."

When he said this, he was as gentle as in his previous life.

Mo Ran felt a bang, and something in his mind suddenly collapsed.

His heart was surging and his mind was hot. The spiritual sense that he had finally recalled collapsed and he could not think about anything. His familiar ** had already made him lean over and pressed on Chu Wanning, kissing his slightly opened lips hard, and trembling with his hands uncontrollably to tear his clothes. In an instant, the past was like waves over the sea, and everything around him seemed to melt as frost and snow. It seemed that in the soft and red Wushan Hall, the dragon, phoenix, red candles shone brightly. This man struggled and scolded under him, gasping for humiliation.

“Um…”

In the middle of the damp and hot weather, Chu Wanning's humming made Mo Ran more and more crazy. Everything he didn't like, hatred, and no longer touched him, was broken into bubbles.

Mo Ran felt that he was not dead yet, and the slightly trembling body under him was still his.

I wanted to kiss him, hug him, and tore him hard, making this unattainable, innocent and fairy choked under him and begged for mercy, and he fucked him to **.

"Chu Wanning..." he murmured hoarsely.

The thrilling pleasure washed away the soul, and even the fingertips were hot.

He held his slightly cool and soft lips again, and the bitterness of medicine was still there between his teeth, but his heart was like a drum, and his feelings were fascinated. He was too familiar with this person. After he was reborn, he was reluctant to be intimate with him because of his resentment. But when he kissed him, only Mo Ran himself knew that it was such a bone-eroding comfort, as if the traveler about to die in the desert tasted the nectar, like a cold night wrapped in a warm fur on the fire pit.

I thought I would have to break up with him after living for a lifetime.

However, he couldn't help but feel in love after all, and he was so flirted with just one word that he couldn't control himself, so he kissed him without permission.

If it hadn't been torn apart for a long time, Chu Wanning's clothes could not be torn apart, and something suddenly fell out of the collar of the clothes was tied to Mo Ran, perhaps he would have dizzy and he would have directly asked for his master without regard for the consequences.

"Dang!"

He tugged Mo Ran's fingers, and the metal that fell on the pillow mat rolled twice, stopping in the same place.

Mo Ran was in high spirits, not caring about the minor injuries, and only glared at the thing angrily, and continued to go back and compete with Chu Wanning's difficult clothes. It would be fine if he didn't kiss or hug him, but when he pressed him on his body, he felt back in his previous life. Just thinking about the slender and tight touch on Chu Wanning's waist made him feel excited.

But the white gauze dress on Chu Wanning's body seemed to have a spell, but it was pulled for a long time and couldn't be pulled open!

Mo Ran cursed inwardly, pounded the bed board hard, got up and prepared to use the blade to cut the three-wrapped waist seal.

When he sat up, Yu Guang swept the metal object that fell next to him again. Mo Ran didn't care at the time, but suddenly a trace of clarity flashed through his mind, which was turbulent with fire.

He was stunned and suddenly turned around and looked at the thing.

It was a colorful golden orchid butterfly buckle. He saved up feathers for several days when he was in the Peach Blossom Land.

At that time, he personally put the hair on Xia Sini's ponytail, coaxed the unhappy junior brother and said, "Children should use golden and red. Look, how lively they are."

Mo Ran picked up the hair buckle and felt that the basin of cold water was poured on his head. He was shocked.

No...what is this?

How could the thing he gave to Xia Sini appear in Chu Wanning's arms?!

Could it be...

A terrible thought gradually emerged in Mo Ran's mind. He slowly turned around and fell on Chu Wanning with a wet gaze. The master was already drowsy. Mo Ran stared at his face and looked at his lips that were a little bright red from his kiss. His heartbeat suddenly dripped a few beats.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

He felt that he must be crazy...

Did Chu Wanning not lie to him?

Could it be that... Xia Sini - is it really Chu Wanning's son?

This guess made Mo Ran shudder and felt that his scalp was about to explode!

The author has something to say: Feed the fish: (raising your hand) can’t be in the whole place? I protest.

Chu Wanning: Protest is invalid, let’s have your dream.

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Meat bag: Protest is invalid, go to your dream.

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Chapter completed!