Chapter 242: [Mount Longxue] Imperial Consort Chu

Chu Wanning didn't confirm anything about the Emperor Ta, nor did he say anything else.

In fact, the uneasy expression on Mo Ran's face was the best answer. He didn't need to ask anything else. Not to mention that he was extremely tired at the moment. A person's mind was numb after being hit so many times.

After a long time, he broke free from Mo Ran's embrace and slowly got up. He didn't look at Mo Ran directly. He closed his eyes and then opened his mouth. His voice was terrifyingly calm. He said, "I want to go to the cave."

"… …"

"Since the other me set up this trap, I want to go and see."

"… … If you know the truth, will you hate me?" It was almost a childish question, but Mo Ran still asked. After asking, he muttered, "You will hate me."

Chu Wanning's eyes moved slightly. He finally turned around and looked at him, "Emperor Ta … … what did you do?"

He didn't ask "you". He used "Emperor Ta".

Mo Ran felt a glimmer of hope because of this title, but this glimmer of hope was too faint. On one hand, he wanted to hold on to it, but on the other hand, he was scared witless.

Chu Wanning's lips moved slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Kill people?"

Mo Ran didn't answer.

"Massacre the city?"

Mo Ran closed his eyes and still didn't say anything.

Chu Wanning thought of the dreams he had before. Those dreams that he thought were ridiculous and ambiguous. He thought of the man from the Dragon Soul Palace talking to him. He faintly understood the whole story, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't ask. In the end, he only said, "What about me? What am I by his side? "

His Adam's apple moved. He wanted to answer, but couldn't.

Mo Ran had been running for so long. He felt that he was standing on the execution platform waiting for death. He knelt on the ground and could see the executioner's shadow.

When will his head fall? When will his head fall … …

He suddenly did not want to wait any longer, nor did he want to escape. The process of waiting for the blade to fall was too long. He would rather hit the wall and die, his blood splattering everywhere.

Mo Ran opened his eyes and said, "Let's go into the cave."

His fingertips twitched, as if he wanted to hold Chu Wanning's hand, but in the end, he lowered his hand and only rubbed the corner of his clothes as he walked in front.

Before stepping into the cave, he hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and grinned at Chu Wanning.

"Master."

Chu Wanning looked at him. That person suddenly smiled so brightly, so warmly. It was as if he wanted to squander all his hopes and happiness at this moment.

He would never use it again for the rest of his life.

Chu Wanning was suddenly jolted awake by this smile. He walked over, but he didn't know what to say. His heart was in a mess, so he raised his cold hand and touched the other's equally cold face.

"… …" Mo Ran stared blankly for a moment, then slowly widened his eyes.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes and sighed. He pulled on Mo Ran, no longer daring to take the initiative to hold his hand. It was as if he was saying to Mo Ran, but also as if he was saying to himself, "I … … saw you grow into what you are today. So you, are not him. "

"You are not the same as the Emperor Ta."

Mo Ran's eyes were still curved. He froze for a long time, then laughed, his throat choked. "Yes."

His eyes were wet.

How could they not be the same?

He was the evilest person in the world, a ghost who had escaped from his previous life.

But to be able to receive such acknowledgment before everything ended, Mo Ran thought that the heavens really treated him well. No matter what Chu Wanning would do after he recovered his memories, he would have no more resentment.

He closed his eyes, holding Chu Wanning's hand. Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the cave on Dragon Blood Mountain.

After they stepped in, they couldn't see the outside scene.

The two of them looked around the cave and found that it was very narrow, about the same size as the disciples' bedrooms on the Peak of Life and Death. In this empty cave, there was only a small table with a rusty incense burner on it. It was the same one that had appeared in Huaizui's painting. The incense burner was emitting smoke. Mo Ran didn't like the smell of incense, but the smell in this burner wasn't pungent. It only had a faint smell of begonia flowers in the West Prefecture.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Chu Wanning shook his head. His voice was low and slow. "… … I don't know. This' me 'is not the current me. He may have learned some spells by chance, but I may not know. Just like you, the Emperor Ta may not use willow vines as a weapon. "

His gaze turned to the incense burner. "Maybe we need to touch it to see who is coming?" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and lightly touched the body of the incense burner with his fingertip, but there was still no movement.

Ever since Mo Ran entered the cave, he had been looking at Chu Wanning tenderly and sorrowfully. Although he didn't want Chu Wanning to recover his memories, he still said, "Since this is an illusion that 'Shizun' left for the two of us, maybe it's useless for one of us to touch it. We need to tell it that the two of us are already here. "

"… … Okay. Let's try. "

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, touched their fingers on the incense burner's intricate patterns. The fragrance of flowers in the cave suddenly became strong, and the smoke rushed out like a wave, filling the entire cave in an instant. It was so dark that one couldn't see their own fingers. Mo Ran didn't expect the change to happen so quickly. He was about to grab Chu Wanning's hand, but the rolling clouds immediately swallowed him.

Mo Ran was shocked. "Shizun!"

But it was too late. There was a kind of spiritual power in the clouds. It was different from the power of the normal spiritual nucleus, but it was unusually pure and powerful. He felt as if he was floating in the sky, and then his limbs and bones were frozen, no longer under his control. Before even his voice left his body, he used all his strength to call out, "Shizun, how are you?"

But what came out of his mouth was only a vague sentence, and then he couldn't move anymore.

Chu Wanning's situation was actually not much different from his. He called out Mo Ran's name in the fog. At first, he heard some response, but soon it became a dead silence.

"Mo Ran?"

Chu Wanning rubbed the smoke, trying to find the edge, but there seemed to be some kind of spell in the incense burner, making the space here infinitely large, and he couldn't find the end.

"Mo …"

Suddenly, his throat choked. Chu Wanning was like Mo Ran, shocked to find that he couldn't make a sound. And soon he found that it wasn't just his voice that was restricted, but also his movements — he couldn't even control his own body. This feeling was like a dream. In the dream, he was still him, but he couldn't move or speak freely. He could only watch everything in front of him, unable to change anything.

His originally chaotic mind couldn't help but become more and more confused. If there was something to say, why didn't he just set up a scroll of memories? Why did he have to go to this extent?

After a long time, the smoke gradually dispersed.

He opened his eyes and found that the original scene had disappeared. Reflected in his eyes were the flickering red candles, leisurely candlelight. He sat in front of a familiar yellow sandalwood table. The table was very clean, and there weren't too many things on it. There was a deep mark on the table — it was from when he had carelessly cut it with a saw when he was making the God of Night.

… … The cave had unexpectedly become the Red Lotus Pavilion.

Chu Wanning sat stiffly. His body was still out of his control. It seemed that this was very much like the illusion of the Peach Blossom Spring. The only difference was that he couldn't control the development of things. He could only place himself in it and replay some of the past events that had already happened.

Why did he set up this kind of spell? What did he want him to see in his previous life, and what did he want him to replay?

It was already late outside. Two servants that he had never seen before were standing behind him, helping him comb his hair.

He was controlled by the illusion. He raised his hand and stopped their actions, saying, "Don't comb my hair, I'll do it myself."

As soon as he said this, there was a "bang!" Sound, and the door was suddenly violently pushed open. Chu Wanning could feel that he was very unwilling to see the person who pushed the door open, so he just sat in front of the table with his back ramrod straight. He didn't even turn his head, and even closed his eyes.

"Both of you can leave."

A familiar voice came from behind him.

The two servants immediately put down the comb and basin in their hands. With respectful expressions, they lowered their heads and bowed.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two servants left. Chu Wanning still didn't turn his head, nor did he open his eyes. However, he naturally knew who had come. How could he have misheard that voice?

Chu Wanning had the alertness of a wild beast. He felt that person walking closer to him, one step, two steps … … Suddenly, he breathed into his ear, carrying a strong smell of alcohol. It was boiling hot.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Mo Ran asked in a low voice behind him.

Chu Wanning heard himself coldly reply, "I was just about to sleep."

"Oh … … I can see." Mo Ran chuckled in his ear, "You've already taken off your outer robe and removed your crown. Do you dislike this outfit that much? I ordered people to sew this outfit with the best golden silk and embedded with the best quality jade. The things I gave you are even better than the ones I gave the Empress. Why don't you like them? "

"… …"

"Fine." Without waiting for Chu Wanning to speak, Mo Ran continued, "In any case, you don't like anything I give you. You look down on me from the bottom of your heart." When he said this, he sneered, "But so what? You see, you're still going to be my man in the end. "

As Mo Ran spoke, he intimately reached out his hand and pulled Chu Wanning into his embrace from behind. Chu Wanning's body couldn't bear such stimulation and anger. He finally opened his eyes. Thus, he could continue to see everything in front of him clearly.

In front of him was a bronze mirror. In the bronze mirror, he and Mo Ran's figures were reflected. Mo Ran was wearing a golden red robe and a crown with nine pearls on his head. It was actually a wedding outfit. This man was hugging him from behind. His face leaned down and began to kiss his earlobes and neck.

Chu Wanning trembled slightly. It was because of anger, but also because of something else.

"Don't act rashly."

"Ah, it's fine if I don't act rashly. Then what does Shizun want me to do?"

Threats were useless and he was ridiculed instead. Chu Wanning could only grit his teeth and say fiercely, "Evil creature!"

Mo Ran laughed lightly. His expression was very infatuated. His handsome face had a half sober and half drunk sexiness. His lips constantly rubbed against Chu Wanning's face. He muttered, "So what if he's an evil creature. Look at you now. Aren't you completely … mine …"

Not knowing where the killing intent came from, Chu Wanning felt his body pick up something from the table. He turned around and fiercely stabbed at the back of Mo Ran's hand.

Mo Ran felt pain and groaned.

He took this opportunity to break free. He angrily glared at the man in the light.

"Get out."

Chu Wanning, who was under the shell, saw clearly that what she had used to tie him was a golden hairpin. It was a wedding accessory for a man.

"Tsk …" Mo Ran raised his hand and looked at his bleeding wound. He first sneered, then stuck out his tongue. Like a poisonous snake, he licked the blood and rolled it into his mouth.

His eyes flashed with a crazy light. That kind of light was full of bestiality. For a moment, his face was no longer handsome. Instead, it looked a bit sinister.

"I didn't think that you could still hurt me when your spirit core was destroyed." Mo Ran's lips were stained with blood. He laughed out loud, "Chu Wanning, your fingers and claws are sharp. I really underestimated you."

"… Get out."

"Rolling around, is that the only thing you know how to say?" Mo Ran let go of the back of his hand. He was not in a hurry to bandage it. He seemed to enjoy this kind of pain. His expression was a bit perverted. "You like to spurn me so much. Today, in front of all the guests, why didn't you say anything?"

"…"

"I sealed your movements, but I didn't seal your voice. You could have shouted at me and told me not to touch you." Mo Ran walked towards him again. He stood a foot away and grabbed Chu Wanning's wrist that was holding the hairpin. The force was so strong that it was shocking.

He grinned. There were still traces of blood between his teeth.

"But what you did was to wet half of my sleeve with the toilet water when the Binding Curse on my hands was undone."

Mo Ran paused for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Master, since you are so angry. Why didn't you shout at that time? "

"You … Shameless!"

"I am shameless, but who is a gentleman? Xue Meng? I did send him an invitation to today's banquet, but he didn't want to come. If he came, what would you do? " Mo Ran laughed lightly. "Would you ask him to take you away during the ceremony?"

Although the Chu Wanning who was trapped in this restored scene was still confused, this body of his clearly understood Mo Ran's words. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and didn't want to say anything.

Mo Ran looked at him angrily. He suddenly stuck out the tip of his blood-stained tongue and turned his face to the side. He lightly licked his ear.

"…!"

"Chu Wanning, do you know when you need to be fucked the most? It's when you use this kind of resentful and angry eyes to glare at me. "He pulled his hand down." If you don't believe me, feel it. Isn't it very big and very hot? Master, Elder Yu Heng, Grandmaster Chu — "Each title was more respectful than the last. In the end, it was full of tears.

"Look, it wants you so much."

"Get out!"

"This is the third time you've said this." When Mo Ran saw him like this, the malice in his eyes deepened. "In any case, today is this lord's big day. I'll reach the peak and marry a beautiful wife and concubine … This lord even left the empress to accompany you. Why are you still so fierce? "

He paused. Soaked in obvious malice, he finally squeezed out two words.

"Consort Chu?"

"!!"

Chu Wanning in the body seemed to have been struck by lightning. His own body wasn't much better. He seemed to be disgusted by these two words. His whole body couldn't stop trembling.

However, Mo Ran was laughing loudly. His eyes flashed. "What's wrong? Are you so happy that you can't speak when this lord calls you like this? In any case, I slept with you for so long. If you were a woman and I played with you endlessly every night, I'm afraid you would have gotten pregnant before marriage and given birth to my child. If this lord doesn't give you a status, how can I have the face to let you serve me in bed in the future? This lord isn't an unreasonable person. Hahahaha. "

Chu Wanning was so angry that he couldn't say a word. His vision turned black.

How could this anger and disgust come from this body?

The controlled body and the free spirit were both strongly disgusted. Chu Wanning was so disgusted that he almost vomited. He was also terrified and didn't dare to believe it.

Emperor Ta …

Mo Ran in his previous life.

What on earth had they done?!

Madman! Madman!!!

When Mo Ran had enough of laughing, he suddenly grabbed Chu Wanning's chin and fiercely kissed him. His mouth was full of the taste of blood. He violently held Chu Wanning's wrists with one hand and pushed Chu Wanning to the side of the bed. Then, he leaned over.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes and trembled.

That hot and strong male body was like a mountain pressing down on him, firmly pressing down on him.

"Do your duty to serve the Emperor." Mo Ran said, "You and I are married now. You are mine. You can't escape."