Rebirth of Huaijing

The wizard held a crystal ball in his hand, and behind him were dense vines twisting ferociously in mid-air, like snakes waiting to attack one after another.

The sorcerer waved his long sleeves and drew a beautiful arc, the vines suddenly came to life, as if ordered to rush towards Zhou Huaijing.

Caught off guard, Zhou Huaijing was knocked over by the vines, and then his wrists and ankles tightened, and his whole body was tied to the cold glass surface of the crystal coffin.

The wizard walked over slowly like a stroll in the courtyard, his eyes were dark and treacherous, he slowly bent down towards the person on the crystal coffin, and looked into those ignorant and confused eyes.

As pure as a clear spring in the mountains, it is full of pure doubts about this world.

This is the boy in his heart.

Second Master Lu almost let out a long sigh in his heart.

This was the imprisoned boy he wanted to force, to plunder from hair to toe.

At the same time, a gloomy tyranny rose in his heart, urging him to tear up and conquer the person in front of him, merging them with himself bit by bit.

A cold index finger lifted his chin, and Zhou Huaijing was forced to raise his head, revealing his slender and fair neck, which was undulating fragilely, with faint blue blood vessels, and warm blood flowing inside.

Lu Yi's cold blood seemed to be boiling, and his eyes lit up with excitement.

Zhou Huaijing felt a cool hand on his neck repeatedly rubbing against his Adam's apple, and finally his thumb gently rested on it, as if he was feeling the pulse of his frail life.

That hand controlled his throat, and his life was controlled.

That person could take his breath away at any time.

Zhou Huaijing was about to quit the game, but at this moment, the wizard leaned against his ear and said affectionately: "Huaijing..."

A familiar voice, low and deep, like a vague call in sleep on a rainy night.

Zhou Huaijing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and turned his head to look at the person in front of him.

The sorcerer had a handsome face, with burning moles, and a smile on his lips, looking down at him from a high position.

Those eyes were dim and ignorant, concealing a frantic excitement, and the bloodthirsty factor was just about to move under the calmness.

It's him, it's not him.

Even though Zhou Huaijing realized that this person was what he was looking for, fear still began to engulf his mind.

His scalp was numb, and the sense of horror exploded in every cell uncontrollably.

The wizard let out a chuckle, but in such an atmosphere where swords were on the verge of seeing blood every second, the laughter seemed extremely creepy, and it made people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

The faces of the two were almost pressed together, their breaths were accepted by each other, and they were intertwined unscrupulously.

The wizard seemed to be fighting fiercely in his heart, and this struggle was conveyed through his heavy breathing.His hands were still clasping Zhou Huaijing's neck, and his sticky breath fell on the other's face.

I don't know if it's because the strength in his hand is getting heavier, Zhou Huaijing let out a soft snort of pain.

This muffled snort instantly stimulated the beast that had been dormant for a long time. Lu Yan's pupils constricted, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and the evil thoughts in his heart were hard to suppress as he smelled the bloody smell he wanted, and he bit the neck of the man in his arms.

The delicate neck was ground and bitten by the teeth, and the pain came with every breath.Zhou Huaijing struggled reflexively, as if returning to the night before rebirth.

Unlike the dazzling sunlight that is everywhere now, in the dark night with only the cold moon, that person did the same, trying to take his breath away.

Zhou Huaijing opened his empty eyes in a daze, with thin, sparkling water rays spreading out.

Obviously, it shouldn't be like this.

Zhou Huaijing felt a pain in his neck, and he smelled the smell of his own blood in his nose, which was attracting the bloodthirsty demon to suck his blood deeper.

The man took his blood and sucked it up along with his soul.

Zhou Huaijing no longer hesitated, and quickly exited the game under control.

The vines fell on the crystal coffin empty, and there was no one there.

Lu Yi's arms were suddenly empty, and his brain was numb for a moment stimulated by the taste of blood. After a while, he realized that the person in front of him had disappeared.

Zhou Huaijing went out of the game and sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms.

He touched his neck, there was no wound, no pain, no blood.

Immaculate.

But the shuddering fear is so unquestionable, even until now, his body still shivered in fear.This is physiological and comes from self-protection when life is threatened.

Qiuqiu heard the noise, jumped onto the bed and squeezed into his arms.He held the puppy in despair, stroked its head, and wondered why that man always wanted to eat him?

Although he also wanted to satisfy that person's appetite, he would still dodge in fear.

If only there was a way to have the best of both worlds.

He took out his little notebook from the cabinet, and suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry when he came out just now, and forgot to ask the person's name.

Looking at the helmet, he hesitated for a long time, but he really didn't have the courage to enter the game to see if that person was still there.

However, he thought that the voice he heard when he came back by Lu Chang's car was not an illusion.Presumably, that person has something to do with Lu Chang.

Zhou Huaijing looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning.He decided to call Lu Chang the next day.Now, he had to sneak the helmet back into the study.

Looking down at Qiuqiu who was sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail excitedly, Zhou Huaijing rarely felt a headache.

In the morning, when Uncle Yun knocked on the door without getting a response for a long time and opened the door, Erye Lu was wearing a thin silk nightgown, leaning in the wheelchair and seemed to be still asleep.

Reflecting the dimly penetrated morning light, his back looks a bit desolate and lonely.

Uncle Yun's nose was sour, and his memory was awakened.

When Lu Yi had just had his leg broken by Mr. Lu and was rescued from the dark room while dying, his body was thin and small. A teenage child was skinny and malnourished. Who would have thought that this was the second young master of the Lu family?

During that time, Lu Yi couldn't move his right leg, so he just sat in a wheelchair all day, pushed the wheelchair to the balcony by himself, and watched the servants at home walking in and out.

Lu Yi would sometimes stare at Lu Chang who was playing on the grass. Lu Ying and his wife accompanied their first child, and the whole family laughed.Second Master Lu's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Uncle Yun has taken care of him for many years, and he has seen him in his worst times. Whenever he sees Lu Yigu sitting alone in a wheelchair, quietly looking at Lu Ying's family, he can't hide the sourness in his heart.

Of course, Uncle Yun is well-informed but not cruel. He had no idea that at that time Lu Yi only thought of the word "obscure", and many years later, he successfully separated the family of four on both sides of the Pacific Ocean.

When Lu Erye turned his head to look at him, it was the first time that Uncle Yun saw Lu Yi's downcast expression after the age of 16. The dark blue shadows in his eyes showed that he hadn't slept all night, and his clothes were loose, revealing a large area. With a strong chest and neatly standing hair, it can be seen that the inner activities under the expressionless face are still choppy.

Uncle Yun pretended not to see anything: "Second Master, breakfast is ready."

Lu Yi stood up from the wheelchair with a cane. He had a dull pain in his right leg yesterday. After quitting the game in the middle of the night, he sat by the window to blow the cold wind.

He stopped walking towards the sink, turned his head to Uncle Yun and said, "Have you sent out the invitation letter for the family dinner I asked you to prepare last night?"

"Not yet. I'll send someone to send it later."

Uncle Yun was a little confused at first.Let’s say the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, and the National Day is also over. At this time, a family banquet was suddenly arranged. Not only did Lu Ying and his wife be invited, but Lu Chang’s brothers and sisters also came back, and it was strange to ask him to send an invitation to the Zhou family... Is it true that as you get older, you miss your relationship?When Uncle Yun saw Zhou Huaijing who was specially marked red in the invitation list, he realized it instantly.

But what does Second Master want to find a child for?Can a boy be brought back as a child bride?Could it be that the second master wanted to adopt a child to enjoy the family happiness after seeing Lu Ying's family enjoying themselves?

Lu Yi said lightly: "Don't give it away yet. We'll talk about it in two days." His eyes were cold, "Also, please come and have a seat with Mr. Qin."

He was the only one in the bathroom, and he stared at his trembling hands holding the tooth cup, with a flash of anger in his eyes.Only he himself knows that until now, his ignited desire for blood has not subsided.

Smooth skin, fragile boy, trembling body.

All of these are prompting the thoughts that have been suppressed in his heart to come out at once.

He wanted to crush that young man hard, gnawed, sucked, and then blood bloomed on his white body, attracting him to sink step by step like a demon flower of death.

I want that person to melt into my arms.

Only by breaking it up and eating it in his stomach can he calm down the gloom that he cannot get.

However, when his sanity returned, Lu Ye could only stare at his hands in a daze.

He had never felt so powerless and helpless.

If all this was true, almost, almost he would have killed the man.

His rationality was gradually being conquered by madness, and he watched with cold eyes as he attempted to splash blood all over that man's body like a lunatic.

But he has no regrets, nor is he satisfied.

The only trace of fear he had left came from the fear of losing.

If the one who eats it can have it forever, he will do it without hesitation.

Or make it into an exquisite puppet and put it in the treasure-filled showroom of the Lu family.

The boy kept a perpetual smile and looked at him with clear eyes.

And he, every morning with dew, when the dawn is faint, he burns incense and cleans his hands, and uses the soft and expensive Suhu silk to wipe from his forehead to eyelashes, from his straight nose bridge to his rosy lips, cherish Wipe away every speck of dust.

Or on every night when the moon is shining and falling, he plays a small round dance, as if the sky is full of fireflies. He pulls his beloved boy, intertwines his fingers, and steps on the intimate dance steps like a gentle stroll, like a pair in the moonlight. Lovers who put their passion into the fire.

Lu Yi's hands trembled even more uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with a deadly tenderness that could drown people with extreme excitement.