Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

Chu Muyang had rested for a while before looking at Su Jun who was covered in blood.

He raised his hand and clenched the air, and the vines buried underground shot up into the sky.

Separate Su Jun from the group of Tianlan Sect disciples.

He then took back control of Su Jun, and Su Jun fell down like a kite with a broken string.

“Dang—“

The sword fell heavily to the ground, bouncing up and then falling down.

Su Jun was held steadily in Chu Muyang's arms. His hands were shaking and his eyes were filled with fear and hatred.

Chu Muyang ignored Su Jun's hateful eyes, covered Su Jun's eyes with his hands, and then lowered his head to kiss Su Jun's bloodstained lips.

She murmured with a low laugh, "I have thought of countless ways to punish my brother."

"I thought about killing my brother with my own hands, turning him into a beautiful shell, and hiding him forever where I can always see him."

"I thought about tying my brother to the bed and just opening his legs for me."

"A lot..." Chu Muyang licked the blood on the corner of Su Jun's lips, opened his eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "But I can't bear it after all"

What’s the point of being just an empty shell if I can’t see my brother’s bright eyes?

There are plenty of toys, but I only have one brother.

Chu Muyang smiled, and his fingertips fondly stroked Su Jun's eyebrows and eyes, and gently rubbed his lips, "I can't bear to punish my brother, so I can only punish them"

He poked Su Jun's chest with his fingertips, revealing his white teeth as his lips opened and closed. "Is the heart I gave you useful?"

Chu Muyang glanced at the scars on Su Jun's body.

The wound is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

My brother finally became like him.

Chu Muyang was very satisfied that Su Jun’s Taoist robe was stained red with blood.

This is probably the wedding dress my brother likes.

Blood is indeed the best paint in the world.

“Red suits you very well”

He smiled brightly, like a child who got candy, provided you ignore the blood on his face.

Chu Muyang picked up Su Jun, and the vines behind him formed an indestructible barrier, and the spiritual power bombarding it could not shake it in the slightest.

He had already infiltrated the Tianlan Sect over the past three years.

His brother loves him and Tianlan Sect is his home.

His brother betrayed him, and Tianlan Sect was the prison where he imprisoned his brother.

"Let's get married"

A strange arc appeared on Chu Muyang's lips. The wedding lady who was knocked unconscious by Su Jun was hung out by a vine.

The vines had eaten away all of her flesh and skin, leaving only her face recognizable.

The white bones were exposed in the moonlight, and the pieces of meat hanging on them could be vaguely seen.

Su Jun's stomach was churning and he couldn't help but dry-heave. The pungent smell of blood was everywhere and there was no way to avoid it. He felt like he was soaked in a pool of blood.

Disgusting!

Su Jun was vomiting heavily with tears in his eyes. Chu Muyang supported him. When he wanted to look away, he pinched his jaw with his big hand and forced him to look at the dead matchmaker.

"Why are you hiding? Isn't this what your brother wants?"

Chu Muyang lifted Su Jun's face and put it close to his ear, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "Hey, I'll give it all to you"

"Blood is the wedding dress, guests are everywhere, what else is missing?"

Chu Muyang tilted his head and thought seriously, "Oh, yes, your mother is on the way."

"Don't worry, your brother will have everything that others have. I love you so much, how can I let my brother down?"

He hugged Su Jun and asked with a smile, "Do you like it, brother?"

“Crazy, who would like this kind of thing!”

Su Jun closed his eyes. He had no strength in his body but was shaking with anger. He wished he could turn around and bite off Chu Muyang's throat.

Hearing the hateful scolding, Chu Muyang did not get angry but laughed instead. He stared at Su Jun's trembling eyelashes and sneered: "Who told me that you were naughty? So many people were punished because of you. Do you know you are wrong?"

He paused and said, "Brother, if you admit your mistake, I will kill fewer people, how about that?"

Su Jun closed his eyes and didn't look at him.

"boom!!"

A wave of spiritual energy louder than any other struck the barrier made of vines.

Su Jun frowned in shock. Seeing this, Chu Muyang covered his ears, raised his eyes and snorted, "Master is finally here, and it's time for our wedding to begin."

"Huazhi! Hand over Su Jun!" Ning Junshu's furious voice came from outside the vines.

Immediately afterwards, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" several more spiritual pressures hit the vines.

Su Jun regained some strength and secretly told 7410 in his mind: "Change me a short sword."

"You want to kill Chu Muyang?"

7410 thought of this at the first moment. It quietly replaced Su Jun's dagger and reminded him: "The dagger can't kill him, but you can take advantage of his injury to escape. Ning Junshu is outside."

It’s such a simple thought.

How could Chu Muyang give him a chance to escape, even if he had to poke holes all over him?

Su Jun held the dagger in his sleeve, looked at the vines that covered the sky and the moon, and pulled the corners of his lips helplessly.

Finally, he was forced to this point.

After opening his eyes, his eyes were stern, and Su Jun bent his fingers into claws and attacked Chu Muyang's neck.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly attack. Chu Muyang's eyes flashed with surprise and he quickly dodged.

Su Jun escaped as he wished, and his feet felt like they were stepping on cotton. He was still exhausted from the killing just now, and that attack had almost used up most of his strength.

Chu Muyang smiled and looked at Su Jun's stubborn look with a doting look in his eyes, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Your smile makes me very unhappy," Su Jun stood there staggeringly and wiped the blood off his face.

Chu Muyang: “…”

The fist in the sleeve loosened, and the dagger flashed coldly in the moonlight.

Su Jun smiled brightly, raised the sword and stabbed it into his chest fiercely.

It went straight into the common heart of the two of them.

Chu Muyang's pupils suddenly shrank and his body trembled slightly.

The demon's heart would not stop beating so quickly. Su Jun lost consciousness due to the pain, but still held the hilt of the sword tightly and pressed it into his chest.

He stared at Chu Muyang and grinned, "I don't believe you can survive without a heart..."

"Su Jun!"

Chu Muyang finally lost his unshakable composure. A fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat, and blood kept flowing out from the corners of his lips.

Under the white and transparent skin, branches and vines were wriggling, and gradually a monster shape was revealed.

Su Jun fell to the ground, blood gushing out from the wound like a fountain.

He was in a good mood as he looked at Chu Muyang's crazy look. It was not uncommon for them to die together.

Chu Muyang knelt on the ground, hugged him, and laughed hoarsely.

Chu Muyang’s tears blurred his view of Su Jun. He closed his eyes and held Su Jun’s limp body in his arms.

Su Jun was not dead yet, but his breathing was very weak and his heart was still struggling to beat.

My brother always held the sword in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would take it away.

Chu Muyang's breathing also became heavy. He raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the matchmaker who was entangled in branches.

The matchmaker moved her jaws and made a difficult and unpleasant sound.

“Bow to Heaven…Earth”

"Two bows...parents"

"The couple bows to each other..."

As the last sound fell, the vines entwined in the air made a shrill cry, and the barrier collapsed and quickly withered.

The disciples of Tianlan Sect had already set up a sword formation, and at the moment the vines collapsed, thousands of spiritual swords stabbed at them.

"No! Su Jun is still inside!" Ning Junshu roared to stop him, but it was too late. A rain of swords began to fall over the Tianlan Sect.

Chu Muyang arched his back and held Su Jun completely in his arms. He closed his eyes and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Brother, we are finally husband and wife"