Chapter 171

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 171 "

weight="123312"

series = ["The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path"]

mode = "manual"

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Xianjun, you are so clean.

For a moment, Lin Shu couldn't determine whether this was a compliment or a derogation. The only thing that was certain was that Xiao Shao's eyes were abnormal.

It is a very paranoid and fascinating look. It clearly says clean, but the expression conveyed by the eyes means that I want to stain you.

He was pressed, unable to move, a little loose, and took a few breaths.

Xiao Shao took out her finger and leaned down to kiss him.

Lin Shu was firmly imprisoned by him, unable to move, and being kissed so deeply, unable to breathe, his whole body was soft.

Xiao Shao's fingers were cold, and his lips and teeth were cold, as if the night was heavy in autumn.

Lin Shu's body temperature is not very high in normal days, and it is often Xiao Shao holding his hand, a little warm.

Now this person walked back and forth from the sea of ​​blood, but he was going to warm Xiao Shao.

He hung around Xiao Shao to make himself close to him, and at the same time he paused the operation of the Sword Pavilion mental method, trying to make his body temperature rise as much as possible.

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

However, Xiao Shao did not stop. He still pressed Lin Shu on the bed, his teeth biting his earlobe.

"Xiao Shao..."

Lin Shu tried to talk to him, but his voice was particularly soft and hoarse because of his lack of strength.

Xiao Shao was sober, Lin Shu could feel it.

But why he became like this, Lin Shu didn't know.

He earned a few strokes, but he couldn't. After absorbing the resentment heart, Xiao Shao's cultivation level reached a terrifying level. Facing Xiao Shao like this, Lin Shu felt like a arbitrarily controlled player. Small animals.

He could only shout "Xiao Shao" once.

Xiao Shao finally replied, "I am."

"Xiao Shao..." Lin Shu was a little scared for some reason, his voice trembling slightly: "What's the matter with you?"

I don't know why, Xiao Shao now has so much more aliveness than before.

——Although only a trace.

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

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

Lin Shu touched his face behind him: "What's wrong with you."

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

Finally pressed it on his left chest.

Lin Shu was stunned.

It is clearly the position of the heart, but there is no heartbeat.

He counted the seconds, but after an unknown period of time, a slight vibration finally came from his palm.

Then there was a long silence, and after the silence, there was another heartbeat.

Xiao Shao said, "They are still crying."

Lin Shu remembered the howling and howling he heard in the blood.

The voice came from the boundless sea of blood, sharp, painful, heart-piercing, layer upon layer.

And Xiao Shao took the entire blood sea and the resentment that was surging in the blood sea into his body. Those cries disappeared from the world, but they began to cry day and night in Xiao Shao's sea of three souls and seven souls.

Lin Shu saw Xiao Shao curl his lips.

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

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

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

Lin Shu: "...Huh?"

Xiao Shao let go of his wrist and slid his fingertips on the side of his neck: "I can only see the world is like a sea of blood, there is no boat to cross, and sentient beings cry for the ragged ghosts...day and night."

He tilted his head and looked around the room: "Here too."

Lin Shu tried to understand the meaning of Xiao Shao's words.

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

Lin Shu: "How to call you?"

Xiao Shao pressed his throat with his right hand: "There are hundreds of millions of them, crying and laughing, sinking and floating in a sea of blood, inviting me to return and calling me into a demon. They say that the world is dirty and should not stay long."

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

Following Xiao Shao's words, he thought of a vast ocean of blood, a sea of blood churning with blood, bloody and terrifying.

Buddhism says that the sea of suffering is boundless, and this sea of blood is the entire world of suffering, a sea of suffering for all living beings.

The resentment of sentient beings, the hatred of sentient beings, has long since turned into a ghostly ghost, hating the dynasty, and hating the entire red world.

What do they want?

Want Xiao Shao to assimilate with them, want him to hate the world and kill the world.

So these hundreds of millions of ragged grudges, crying and laughing together, wanted Xiao Shao to leave the world and leave the world.

What will be the consequences?

Xiao Shao was no longer the one who suppressed grievances, but became the leader of these ghosts and ghosts, or he completely lost his mind and couldn't hold back grievances, grievances returned to the world, and the troubled times began.

Xiao Shao's hand on his neck slowly tightened.

Lin Shu suffocated slightly.

He looked into Xiao Shao's eyes.

Dark, dull and indifferent eyes.

But his movements are somewhat obsessed with it.

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

He opened his mouth, and finally said only one sentence: "...I am."

"I know." Xiao Shao leaned over.

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

He pushed Xiao Shao.

Obviously it is an outward pushing action, but because of an unstable stance and weak arms, it can't push a single bit, and it seems like it wants to welcome or refuse.

"The world is like a sea of blood..." He heard Xiao Shao's dumb voice: "Only Xianjun is clean here."

Lin Shu: "Really."

"Yes." Xiao Shao whispered: "Because the fairy is too shallow with all things...so there is no hatred and no resentment. Even if the world is a dirty and bitter sea, the fairy is also pure, like a source of peach.

Lin Shu was out of breath, and a layer of fog was cast in front of his eyes.

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

In a trance, the sky and the earth were all turned into nothingness. He could only hear Xiao Shao's voice: "I am entangled in grievances and suffering from the seven emotions, and I must...the fairy king inspires."

Lin Shu: "How to enlighten?"

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

"Xianjun...cross me."

Lin Shu took a hard breath, his voice was so weak that he didn't belong to him anymore: "I... ferry you..."

His neck was slowly let go.

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

Because even his memory was blank for several times.

I just remember that I seemed to have died many times, and cry many times, and there was a blurry white light before my eyes.

My throat was completely dumb, and couldn't make a sound. Maybe it was because cried too much, dehydrated, and lost all strength.

Xiao Shao hugged him and fed water.

The snow-white Yujing bottle, containing the fairy dew from Wulian Mountain, made him finally recover a little sober.

Xiao Shao held his hand, not allowing him to drink by himself. He could only be fed. Lin Shubian could only suck at the thin rim of the cup. Halfway through the drink, Xiao Shao's expression gradually changed. It seems that I want him to eat something else.

He didn't remember how long it was.

Later, it seemed that a certain kind of fixed reaction had formed. When Xiao Shao's nose was smelled, his whole body would feel soft, and once Xiao Shao's fingers touched his skin, his whole body would be slightly uncontrollable trembling.

When Xiao Shao let him go, can't remember.

Maybe not let it go at all.

He should have lost consciousness at one point in time, and then woke up groggyly at another point in time.

After all, the body in the tribulation period is different from a mortal, even if it is a bone injury, it can heal by itself within two days.

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

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

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

Then, he chose to re-cover his face with a quilt.

Xiao Shao held his shoulders behind the quilt: "...Baby."

Lin Shu didn't want to speak.

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

A layer of silk is warm, not cold.

There is a heartbeat, which is quite steady, and once a while, it is only a little slower than ordinary people and can be ignored.

He couldn't turn his mind, and slowly recalled, feeling that the person's body temperature and heartbeat were slowly rising when he was caught by Xiao Shao.

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

If a rise in body temperature means that Xiao Shao's sanity is back, then he should be able to see this person's ashamed look.

He pulled the quilt down a bit, revealing his eyes.

Xiao Shao hugged him: "Baby."

Lin Shu examines Xiao Shao.

Still a bit abnormal, lacking expression.

But it's also normal a lot, and the look in his eyes is a little gentle.

Lin Shu was kissed by him blankly.

Xiao Shao: "Are you okay?"

Lin Shu: "Not good."

Xiao Shao kissed the corner of his eye again.

How many kisses will not be good.

Lin Shu slowly returned to the quilt, turning a deaf ear to the words that followed.

He will never be fooled by rhetoric in his life.

Only himself can get him out of the quilt.

He finally came out.

By the way, he touched his mustard seed kit from the bedside, took out the karma mirror, and caught it in front of Xiao Shao.

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

Xiao Shao: "Still blood."

This is a little strange.

The mirror has some functions for predicting the future.

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

Later, Utopia was slaughtered by the Great Witch. He thought that Utopia's blood was the blood that Xiao Shao saw.

But after that, Xiao Shao said, still blood.

So went to the top of the great witch's tower and saw the churning blood sea.

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

But now, Xiao Shao said, it was still blood.

Lin Shu turned the mirror back and looked.

Still a wedding room.

It was the self with something stuck in his chest.

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

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

This person seems voluntary.

That's it.

Lin Shu looked at himself in the mirror, thinking he was a little disappointed.

But if you think about yourself out of the mirror, you can't compare to this person.

Xiao Shao gave what he wanted.

Maybe one day, on that bed in Phoenix Villa, Xiao Shao wanted his life.

Then he will probably give it.

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

Lin Shu never told Xiao Shao about this.

But he was really bullied last night, and felt a little wronged, so he was so obsessed with it and said it out.

"Seeing you cut in my heart."

Xiao Shao seemed startled slightly.

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

Lin Shu spoke with facts: "You choked my neck last night."

——Although don't know if it was last night, there is no day and night in Qingming Cave, he always feels that it has been a long time.

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

What kind of perverted speech is this.

Lin Shu didn't want to talk to him.

Xiao Shao continued to make some perverted speeches: "The world is so big, it is a sea of dirty blood... I want to live by your side for a long time."

Lin Shu reported to get up, dress and wash.

Dressed in Liuxue's white clothes and fastened with a wide plain silver belt, the mirror looked like a decent and serious sword repairman.

Last night, Xiao Shao broke down. He didn't know who Xiao Shao asked him to say.

Lin Shu turned back and saw Xiao Shao had also got up.

He has long black hair scattered, half of his gorgeous robe, sitting on the edge of the bed, half leaning against the bedpost.

The dark eyes, looking at himself, were somewhat abnormal.

Lin Shu approached.

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

Lin Shu knew he was talking about heartbeat.

The day when his 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 life is probably to be with Lin Shu, like a shadow, or even more densely and inseparably.

He said that Lin Shu had no hatred and no resentment, and was the only place in the world that was pure.

Lin Shu came closer again.

Xiao Shao looked up at him and said, "Xianjun, you can't go."

The mist rose again in front of Lin Shu's eyes.

For Xiao Shao, he couldn't help but ask for it.

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

But everything in the world, for two decades, hasn't been showing off to him.

Until Xiao Shao treats him well.

Only then did he know that he could be put on the tip of his heart.

Now Xiao Shao is feeding the sea of blood, wanting the pity of the fairy.

He knew again that he could be trusted by others.

With a ghostly mess, he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao caught his hand, brought it to her lips, and lightly touched it.

Then look up.

——Such obsessive eyes.

It is as if believers ask for gods, and sentient beings are waiting for grace.

Lin Shu leaned down to hug him, and was then taken to the bed by Xiao Shao.

He didn't do anything, just hugged and didn't speak, time seemed to be still.

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