Femme beauty chooses to stick to the end

Chapter 22

He pulled his hand very tightly, Qu Xiuran didn't struggle, instead he smiled at him, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want to be taught a lesson?"

After so many days of admonition, he knew what Qu Xiuran was going to do to him just by saying this sentence.

The other party looked into Qu Xiuran's eyes, with that defenseless look again, with no flaws from head to toe:

"What is the lesson?"

He raised Qu Xiuran's hand. Perhaps because of his delicate life, Qu Xiuran's fingertips were round and his nails were shiny. Yu Chiyuan hooked Qu Xiuran's finger with his fingertips: "Why can't I understand what you are saying?" ?”

The other party chooses to play dumb.

Qu Xiuran noticed that the door behind him had been closed unconsciously.

This person was able to completely control the scene in the dream, but he didn't attack Qu Xiuran for a long time.

The current level of Yu Chiyuan's cultivation level is unknown, after Qu Xiuran stepped into the trap, he didn't tear up his face with Qu Xiuran, it seems that as long as Qu Xiuran doesn't take the initiative to attack, the two seem to be in harmony.

"I discovered something interesting in the past few days." Yu Chiyuan pulled Qu Xiuran to sit down at the table.

Behind is the position where Yu Chiyuan was squatting when Qu Xiuran taught him a lesson. There was only one chair beside the table, which was where Qu Xiuran usually sat after beating him up. Yuchiyuan only glanced at that place for a moment, and appeared again got a chair:

"I waited every day when you left. It's too dark here. My life and spirit are in jeopardy. It seems that I may collapse at any time. I'm in a semi-conscious state."

"Wait, wait, suddenly one day I woke up and found it strange that I can control the order of this world."

He said these words, maybe he was planning to have a showdown with Qu Xiuran:

"For a long time I suspected that I was crazy and hallucinating."

"But then my body gradually healed under the influence of consciousness, and I was finally sure..."

He stood up and walked around Qu Xiuran. While speaking, a huge change occurred in the surroundings. The basement gradually became distorted and torn into spots of light. The scene they saw while sitting in it was very shocking.

After the entire basement collapsed, they appeared in another white space, "I created everything here."

After hearing the other party finish speaking, Qu Xiuran didn't move, he still sat on that chair: "So."

"So, this is my sea of ​​consciousness, logically speaking, you should also be created by me."

As he was talking, his hand finally touched Qu Xiuran's head, stroked Qu Xiuran's soft hair, and ran his fingertips through the hair: "I wanted to try the same method on you a few times."

"But look, I can't control you."

"You are an outsider who has invaded here, you can come and go as you want, as long as you don't want to come back, then even an afterimage will not appear here."

At this time, Yu Chiyuan has the appearance of a master, that unique majesty, but it is different from the previous Yuchiyuan, he looks more evil: "What do you think this time? Can you get out of here?" ?”

Qu Xiuran's eyes were full of excitement, shining brightly: "Just kill you as usual."

After entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness for so long, Qu Xiuran has never lost to Yu Chiyuan once, and as long as he defeats this person, his cultivation of the Sea of ​​Consciousness will always improve.

As soon as the words fell, Qu Xiuran summoned the soft sword instantly, and the latter remained motionless until the soft sword pierced through the body, but not a drop of blood appeared, maintaining the pierced posture and moving forward, Yu Chiyuan leaned close to Qu Xiuran's face, and spoke Between breaths audible:

"Then what are you going to pay if you lose the bet?"

Qu Xiuran manipulated the sword floating in the air, and stabbed it again. The next moment, he was the only one left in the white space, and Yu Chiyuan disappeared.

He looked around until he was behind him, and the other party suddenly appeared behind him. Qu Xiuran was slapped, but the moment he touched him, the man disappeared again, leaving only traces of him. Wisps of black air.

All his attacks have become useless moves, which can neither touch nor cause damage.

The other party grabbed Qu Xiuran's hair from behind, and pressed his hand on the back of his head: "What do you want to enter Yuchiyuan's sea of ​​consciousness?"

Qu Xiuran tried to use his consciousness to fight towards the opponent, but he was resolved before he touched anyone. At the same time, he could calmly think that this Yuchiyuan did not call himself "I", but "Yuchiyuan ’ The name, he quipped:

"To be able to be controlled by evil thoughts to control the sea of ​​consciousness, Yu Chiyuan is really a waste."

Qu Xiuran easily thought that this was not the Yuchiyuan he usually knew, but that evil thoughts had transformed into a form in the sea of ​​consciousness, and even evolved a stronger body.

The other party didn't bother to hide: "Of course I'm different from him, I don't know how to admonish myself."

This Yu Chiyuan is the same evil side as Qu Xiuran who is not bound by morality and etiquette, and will not restrain his desires and impulses.

If the previous few times could be regarded as sparring, this time it was almost Qu Xiuran who was suppressed unilaterally, but it was not as desperate as the previous few times. Want to control him.

Yu Chiyuan twisted his hands behind his back and pressed him against the wall, and the two returned to the basement again.

Qu Xiuran's hands were locked by the opponent, and he used the immortal lock. There were strands of red silk around him, which bound his hands and feet, and all his moves were dissolved, making it difficult to move.

His thin ankles were tied with red silk, even if he didn't think about it deliberately, he couldn't ignore the beauty. He was like an evil and beautiful Fallen Angel in a picture book.

"you're so beautiful."

Yu Chiyuan likes beautiful things, and this point is also perfectly inherited in his evil thoughts, so that he clearly had the opportunity to kill Qu Xiuran before, but he hesitated to do it.

Having died so many times in dreams, he would always be fooled by this face.

Eyebrows, lips and teeth, neck, everything is beautiful, Yu Chiyuan likes the mole on Qu Xiuran's side neck very much, it looks like a little blush between the lips of a beauty in an ink painting, vivid.

He rubbed his fingers there for a long while.

And Qu Xiuran was still looking at him with those eyes, full of contempt and arrogance, as if he never knew how seductive this vicious look was.

Until the skin there turned red, Yu Chiyuan suddenly lowered his head, and when his lips and teeth touched the skin on the side of the neck, the man's breathing was quiet for a moment, and his expression finally changed.

Qu Xiuran struggled again, but Yuchiyuan didn't let go, like a beast that had bitten its prey.

He didn't let go until the skin on the side of the neck was completely red and swollen.

Qu Xiuran's expression finally changed, he didn't seem to expect the other party to make such a move, when Yu Chiyuan lowered his head, he thought that this person wanted to break his neck.

But although Yu Chiyuan's actions made him a little hurt, he had no intention of killing him at all.

Lowering his head for the second time, Qu Xiuran quickly realized what the other party was doing, and quickly returned to the look of ignoring anyone, and laughed: "Brothers, if you know that Master will treat your disciples like this , I don’t know who else would dare to stay at the mountain gate.”

The latter looked up at him slowly: "What do other people think of him and me?"

Xie Nian and Yu Chiyuan are two people, but they are the same person. It is inevitable that cultivators will have evil thoughts in their hearts. The stronger the cultivation base, the more people may suppress them. The rational Yu Chiyuan will admonish himself, but the evil thoughts themselves will not.

These evil thoughts would not be exposed to other people originally, they only existed in the sea of ​​consciousness all their lives, and were finally dispelled slowly. It was Qu Xiuran who broke in here, and used his own ability to make this evil thought grow until it was completely separated from it. Yu Chiyuan's control.

In other words, his cause accounted for more than half of the current situation.

Yu Chiyuan stroked Qu Xiuran's chin, and touched the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, looking aggressively at him.

The shape of the lips is also good-looking, the color is bright and full, I don't know if it is also good to the touch.

Yu Chiyuan in the evil thoughts couldn't control his impulse, he put into practice as soon as he had an idea, his fingers rubbed his lips to make his lips more rosy, he moved closer to Qu Xiuran, and only kept a distance where his breath could be heard, and he didn't come closer for a long time .

Qu Xiu raised his head and looked down at him: "If Yu Chiyuan knew that you had done such a thing, he would probably die of shame and anger."

Just a light peck between the lips, Qu Xiuran turned his head to avoid it, but was pulled back to deepen the kiss.

"But I'm not Yuchiyuan."

He never thought in his life that he would encounter such a thing in the sea of ​​consciousness of others.

There is no concept of time, Qu Xiuran's clothes are half open, his body is covered with marks, the chest / mouth is the most obvious, and it is hot and painful.

All the tactile sensations in his consciousness were too clear, and the hatred in his mind was equally clear. The other party squeezed his chin, opened the mouth that was biting his shoulder, and kissed him again.

"Want to kill me?"

Qu Xiuran looked at a point in the void: "Of course."

But since he decided to enter other people's sea of ​​consciousness, Qu Xiuran had long thought that all kinds of things would happen. Since he had already done it, he never regretted it.

The improved cultivation has finally paid the price now.

And compared to Yu Chiyuan who was completely controlled by evil thoughts, he still felt that he was not at a disadvantage.

The other party reached down and grabbed him somewhere, Qu Xiuran's ears were already red.

"You're obviously very comfortable."

He bared half of his shoulder and was forced to lean on the man, "What you should consider is how to die quickly."

Yu Chiyuan didn't continue to do other things, even his clothes were not messed up, he just seemed to appreciate Qu Xiuran's appearance.

No matter what Qu Xiuran looks like, he thinks it is beautiful, the beauty that cannot be controlled by reason is the depraved beauty that can only be admitted in his evil thoughts.

If you want to be close to him, you will feel full just by being close.

He finally kissed the corner of the man's mouth, the time was almost up, and it took too much consciousness to forcibly drag him into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he probably would wake up in a short time.

But in the remaining time, he always wanted to know more, to know more about this person.

He wanted to read Qu Xiuran's memory.

The hand covering his own consciousness touched Qu Xiuran's forehead, and after a little trial, the ray of consciousness successfully entered Qu Xiuran's brain, the latter still struggled, bit his wrist, and blood was seen instantly, Like a vicious dog.

In an instant, all of Qu Xiuran's memories and experiences flooded into his mind, including childhood memories, grown-up memories, past life memories, and even recent memories in Yuchiyuan's study.

A large part of the memory is clear to Yu Chiyuan, but there is always a difference between what he heard from others and what he saw with his own eyes.

There was another part, he didn't know what Qu Xiuran was looking for in Yuchiyuan's study.

The author says:

I’m really Calvin, I don’t know if it’s appropriate to write like this, but if this kind of plot will make people disgusted, if there is something inappropriate, if you look uncomfortable, you can leave a message, if most of you think so I will write it again and change it. Sometimes when writing a text, the emotional progress in my mind is chaotic. It may not be the same as reading the text. The plot really makes me very entangled.