Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Everyone was intimidated by Li Mou's aura.

Even though I was extremely unwilling, I could only swallow my words back into my stomach.

Lu Yuguan himself was also confused.

did not expect.

Li Mou really dares to bet the fate of the entire city on him!

[This is good]

The pressure is all on you

The system complained.

Lu Yuguan sighed deeply: "There's nothing I can do. Being too handsome does bring a lot of trouble."

system:……

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The night in Hancheng is solemn and silent.

The outlines of the distant mountains appeared blurred in the thin moonlight.

The wind on the city wall was so cold that it made the flags rustle and stung people's cheeks.

Lu Yuguan sat with his knees hugged behind the cold parapet, looking at the continuous flames of the enemy camp in the distance, a little absent-minded.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

He turned around and saw Zhao Zimo walking towards him, holding two rough ceramic wine jugs in his hands.

Zhao Zimo sat down beside him and handed him a pot of wine: "Drink some to drive away the cold."

The pungent smell of alcohol hits you in the face.

Lu Yuguan frowned subconsciously and shook his head: "No, thank you."

Zhao Zimo stopped his hand in mid-air and glanced at him.

The young man washed away the stains on his face, revealing his handsome appearance, but there was a layer of confusion between his brows.

It was as if all the energy had been drained away, leaving only a slight sense of alienation.

"Are you worried about the war?"

Zhao Zimo took back the wine jug, tilted his head back and took a sip himself, the fiery liquor rolling down his throat. "Since the general trusts you, we will fully cooperate."

"Whether you succeed or fail, just be at peace with yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuguan smiled lightly, but his smile was a little bitter.

He still looked into the distance and shook his head: "I'm not worried about that."

"Oh?"

Zhao Zimo was a little surprised, "Then why..."

Lu Yu was silent for a moment.

The cold wind blew up the strands of hair on his forehead.

His voice was so soft that it almost disappeared into the wind: "I miss home."

"Family?"

Zhao Zimo suddenly realized something and spoke in a slower tone, "When the war here is over, regardless of success or failure, I will send someone to take you home."

"Where are you from?"

"Tell me, even if it's thousands of miles away, I will find a way home for you."

Lu Yuguan turned his head and met a pair of clear eyes.

His words were like a needle.

It gently pierced Lu Yuguan's heart.

Family?

Which home?

Is it the Dongxuan Continent?

Or is it a modern society that seems like a distant past?

The two worlds intertwine and overlap in the mind, yet repel each other.

Lu Yuguan discovered.

I couldn't come up with a clear answer.

This sense of tearing apart of time and space becomes particularly acute on the cold and lonely eve of war.

Suffocating.

Lu Yuguan had no words to express his pain.

Should I tell Zhao Zimo that I don’t belong to this world, but come from another time and space, or even more than one?

If I tell him, will he believe it?

I'm afraid I'll be considered crazy.

Lu Yuguan took a deep breath, pulled the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "...It's okay, let's talk about it after the battle."

Zhao Zimo looked at his profile.

The lingering loneliness pierced his chest like a dagger.

He didn't ask any more questions, but just gripped the wine jug tighter.

The night wind blew.

Stirring up dust and the unknown.

"For some reason, I don't hate you," Zhao Zimo frowned, "even though you're a bit unruly."

Lu Yuguan: "Are you insulting me?"

Zhao Zimo took a sip of wine and continued, "Perhaps, as you said, we were old acquaintances, but it must have been in a previous life."

"Previous life..."

Lu Yuguan looked dazed. "If there were past lives and present lives, I might have been reincarnated several times."

After saying that, he shrank back and hugged himself tightly.

Zhao Zimo's heart trembled violently.

Obviously he is a man.

But it can make people want to protect.

"Hey."

"what?"

Lu Yuguan turned his head.

Zhao Zimo looked at Lu Yuguan's red nose, and the taut string in his heart broke without warning.

He suddenly reached out his hand, held Lu Yuguan's cold cheek, and under the other's astonished eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her.

It was a kiss reeking of alcohol, rough and awkward, and incredibly hot.

"Well!--"

Lu Yuguan froze.

My mind was blank, and I could only feel the burning touch on my lips and Zhao Zimo's disordered breathing.

Time seemed to freeze.

It wasn't until Zhao Zimo realized what he had done that he suddenly stepped back with a panicked look on his face.

Lu Yuguan also suddenly came back to his senses, and his whole face turned red all the way to his ears.

He covered his face tightly, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Yuguan...I..."

Zhao Zimo wanted to slap himself twice.

Lu Yuguan's voice leaked out from between his fingers, trembling with disbelief:

“You…you you you…what are you doing?!”

Zhao Zimo was also stunned.

Looking at the man in front of her who was almost curled up into a ball, the soft touch still remained on her fingertips, and there was still some warmth between her lips and teeth.

He opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't say a word.

The impulse faded.

There was only embarrassment for two people left.

Lu Yuguan covered his face and kept roaring in his heart:

What's the situation? !

He, he, he...did he really remember something?

Or is it simply because he drank too much?!

[Ouch]

【Host】

[We are already an old married couple, why are you still shy?]

The system said with interest.

"Stop, stop talking!" Lu Yuguan was so ashamed and angry that he opened his fingers a little bit to cover his face and glanced at Zhao Zimo who was frozen in place.

His stern face was tense, his eyes were wandering, and his gaze fell awkwardly on the parapet.

The two men, one covering his face and pretending to be an ostrich, and the other pretending nothing happened, sat side by side on the cold city wall. There was less than a foot between them, but it seemed as if there was a galaxy between them.

"General...general?"

A voice came cautiously from the bottom of the stairs.

The night patrol soldier stuck his head out and looked upwards in confusion. "It's almost time. General Li would like you two to come over to discuss the final arrangements."

Lu Yuguan was so frightened that he almost slipped off the parapet.

Zhao Zimo quickly stood up and stretched out his arms to hug him.

"You... let go..."

Lu Yuguan's face flushed slightly and his voice was barely audible.

Zhao Zimo didn't dare look at him again, lowered his head and shouted to the city: "Okay, let's go now."

His voice had returned to its usual hard, cold tone, but upon closer listening, it seemed even huskier than usual.

"Let's... let's go?"

Lu Yuguan asked tentatively.

Zhao Zimo pursed his lips and walked towards the stairs without saying a word.

The soldier looked at Lu Yuguan curiously, but was awakened by Zhao Zimo's cough. He quickly retracted his head and followed.

The footsteps fade away.

Lu Yuguan then stood up, his face still flushed.

Looking at Zhao Zimo's back, he subconsciously raised his hand and lightly touched his lips with his fingertips.

There.

There is some wine left.

And the boy's clumsy heat.

Lu Yuguan took a deep breath and tried to suppress the pounding heartbeat in his chest.

"Tongzi," he murmured, "Do you think I can win this battle?"

【…】

【Host, everything depends on human efforts】