obsessed with lust

The light stayed between the man's handsome brows as if thinking about something, and then slid across the straight bridge of the nose meaningfully, to the tightly pursed lips...

He looked extremely weak, like a white lotus struggling helplessly in a violent storm, obviously weak and vulnerable, but he would rather die than let out a moan...

It is completely different from all the prey I have encountered before.He is strong, fearless, unparalleled, cold as a fairy, even if he is forced into a difficult situation, he is still him, like a bamboo, he would rather bend than bend!

Thinking of this, Mo Ya realized that this prey seemed really different!But troublesome things followed, should I hunt this special prey like this?

This undoubtedly aroused the strong desire to conquer deep in the young man's heart!

After Chen Yan woke up again, it seemed that it was time to light the lamp.

Feeling the warmth brought by the surrounding air, the originally cold cave was lit with several piles of torches, making the place warm. Not only that, even the place where he was lying was also covered with a thick layer. The withered grass, like this, his sword eyebrows could not help but tighten.

"Chenyan, you're awake!" Immediately afterwards, a gentle voice filled with concern rang in his ears.

Followed by the reputation, the young man was sitting in front of the fire, watching him quietly, under the bright light of the fire, Mo Ya's face was more gentle like water.

Ling Chen remained silent, secretly observing the injuries in his body, unexpectedly, most of them were healed.

"Thank you." The gentle and refined expression returned to the cold and clean face again, and Chenyan thanked the young man softly.

Mo Ya shook his head, walked to the man's side, took his white wrist with one hand, and felt his pulse carefully.

"Looks like it's much better already." Mo Ya seemed to know that his injury had improved a lot, so he couldn't help but smile even more happily.

"Come on, I'll give you some luck to heal your injuries." The young man carefully lifted the man lying in the haystack, then put his hands on Chen Yan's back, channeled the true energy in his body, and slowly entered the man. in the body.

The pure and thick zhenqi, without any flaws, overflowed into the man's body like a spring breeze, washing the severely frustrated inner abdomen again.

"Why didn't you come to me the first time after being laid down? You know, if I found you later, the consequences would be disastrous..." Mo Ya asked gently while healed his wounds.

"But the assassin is not an ordinary person, how can I implicate you?" The man said softly to him with a gentle tone.

It's just that such words are particularly harsh to the young man's ears.

What a disobedient prey, what method should I use to train you properly?To make you so sensible? !

first meeting ([-])

For some reason, Mo Ya suddenly had an extremely strong desire for this flawless man, even breaking through the boy's good self-control.

Just like this, seeing the half of the man's naked neck from the perspective of the back, it was as clean as jade, but it gave Mo Ya a fatal temptation. Maybe it was too white, so white that it made people feel uncomfortable physically and mentally. You have to dye your own color on that pure white.

There was a light touch in his heart, itchy, as if someone was brushing his bones with dozens of brushes.

I really want to see more about this person, such as whether the body under the white clothes will be more attractive...

I really want to tear off his eye-catching clothes right now, caressing every inch of the bewitching skin, the man's legs are slender and powerful, I don't know if I can also clamp his toned wasp waist and let it gallop?Tsk tsk, at that time, I will definitely let this proud man cry under his crotch, and then beg for mercy!

Just thinking about it makes him feel excited and Nai Nai, this is the first time in his life that he has such a strong desire for a person, and it is a man.

Mo Ya's sexual orientation has always been those delicate and beautiful women, only occasionally some of the prey he chases are men, but after getting their sincerity, he always throws them aside, not paying attention to them, let alone sex. It's fun.

His bed partner only allows beautiful and graceful women...

only……

Why did he have such a strange lust for this man at this moment?

The scorching heat rising up in the lower abdomen became more and more obvious, the sag in the crotch gradually hardened, and the flame of desire seemed to be burning like a raging fire!No sign of stopping...

Slowly withdraw the true energy from the man's body, and then watched him fall weakly into his arms.

The man didn't have the slightest seductive aura on him, he was as clean as a spring in the mountains, pure and flawless.

But the more pure white things, the more the young man wants to defile them. The prey in front of him is not only like a fairy, but even more powerful like a god.A strong person always likes to conquer beings stronger than him, and the boy is no exception.

Seeing such an excellent prey euphemistically making love in his crotch, crying and moaning, is more interesting than anything in the world.

"Thank you." The man seemed to have regained some of his physical strength, struggling to get out of the young man's embrace, and then thanked Mo Ya very politely.

It's just that he doesn't like things that are difficult for others. Compared with forcing someone, Mo Ya prefers his prey to embrace him, and consciously separate their legs...

So, like this, Mo Ya could only sigh secretly in his heart, the time has not yet come.Afterwards, very reluctantly, she suppressed that wild beast-like lust!

"Are you hungry?" The boy deliberately ignored the man's modest and distant attitude, and then asked softly from the side.

He seemed to feel that if he refused the boy's kindness again, it would be too contrived, so the man slightly bowed his head and hummed lightly.

Mo Ya smiled brightly, stood up hurriedly, brought a bunch of wild fruits he picked today in front of Ling Chenyan, and said softly: "These fruits are sweet and juicy, and the taste is soft, they are very suitable for you, a patient. !~" After finishing speaking, he picked up one and threw it into his mouth, chewing it with relish.

Chen Yan looked at the young man suspiciously, and didn't say anything more. He casually took a wild fruit the size of a jujube grain and put it into his mouth, and slowly tasted it, just like what Mo Ya said, Crispy, juicy and very tasty.Ling Chenyan couldn't help but asked with a smile: "What happened?"

"Picked from the mountain." Mo Ya said without thinking, and then cast a strange look at him.Of course the wild fruit is picked from the mountains, can't it be that I can still buy it from the barren mountains and wild forests?

The man is a little helpless, well, I asked a very stupid question...

Chapter Two: Goals (1─10)

Goal ([-])

I would rather lose the people of the world than lose you.

That person once said to him so swearingly, but the ridiculous thing is that he actually took it seriously.

As long as it is your wish, I will make it come true for you.

So he also made his most loyal promise to that person.For ten years, nothing has changed.

Smoke from now on, this is our world!

For the sake of that person's grand plan and hegemony, he helped him seize the position of power that did not belong to that person, conquered them, subdued dozens of gangs, large and small, and resolutely eradicated all hidden dangers that were not good for that person.

It's just that he sacrificed so much for that person, but what he got in exchange was a betrayal full of scars.Why can people be so changeable, the day before that person was still tactful and joyful under his body, showing all the sweetness and tenderness.The next day, you personally killed his adoptive father who had raised him for many years.

That person thought he wouldn't know, but it was because he knew that person too well, that person.So even the chance to deceive yourself is gone.

The man who killed his father is his favorite in this life, and he can't be cruel no matter what.So, I chose to leave, and fled in embarrassment with a whole body of pain.

White clothes, red scarf, as the world's most noble out of the world, he, Qingchen Xianjun.Should also be retired from the world.Perhaps it should be said to disappear from this world.

Looking at the sleeping face of the person beside him, pale and peaceful.When his eyes slid over those slender and lightly pursed lips, he paused for a while, which made Mo Ya's heart tremble slightly, and he felt a sudden impulse, so he couldn't help but press down on her and kiss Fang Ze.

However, Mo Ya knew very well that the man had been pretending to be sleeping all this time, and had never been slack about the outside world. He was afraid that if he made any movement at all, it would attract the vigilance of Dust and Smoke.

After a few days, Mo Ya saw that the man's injury had healed under his meticulous care, so he offered to ask him to go to Taoyuan to help his injury.I expected that the man would not agree so easily, but Chen Yan seemed to be uncharacteristically agreeing without thinking carefully.

This made the young man wonder whether he should be happy or puzzled?

On the way down the mountain, the two talked and laughed, like those old friends who talked about everything, they were very close.

In this way, looking at the vast sky, the man smiled slightly, and said to the young man: "After you found me, you made it impossible for those people to enter here, and you forced them to stay at the foot of the mountain."

"It's just that the kid is just using the illusion of the maze, but I really don't know that they have such perseverance to stay here for so many days."

"Do you think those people are you?"

There was a deep tacit understanding between the two of them talking and making eye contact.

Goal ([-])

Even their intentions have been seen through, and the attackers don't want to continue to hide their tracks.

"Chenyan, who have you offended? Everyone seems to be the strangler in the assassination world." The young man deeply felt that the air around him was becoming more and more strange, as if it was gradually being swallowed by darkness, full of murderous intent, and evil. frenzy, uneasiness.So in order to break the uneasiness, Mo Ya jokingly said.

However, the person concerned didn't seem to take it seriously, and casually picked up a strand of hair that was hanging down on his chest, playing with it in every possible way.

This kind of action will always appear in the situation of You Guan's life and death, it seems to be inadvertent, no longer caring, but in fact it is Ling Chenyan who is thinking about his next step...

Only Xu, who had been closest to him, knew such a habit.

"Sometimes you don't go to make trouble, and trouble will take the initiative to entangle you." Chen Yan smiled brightly and looked at the young man.

This smile is as bright as light and as gentle as fluff, as if this smile makes the world lose its color.

For a moment, it also briefly frightened the young man.It made Mo Ya feel that since he had known the man for so long, this beautiful smile came straight from his heart.

It's just that people can't help but sigh that beautiful things always come too short, and they have disappeared without a trace before they have time to recollect and linger on them.

The icy cold air of pure yin gradually condensed in his right hand, just like his face was as cold as frost, there was no warmth at all, and there was only a chill that pierced through the bones of his heart.

When the intruders attacked them with lightning speed, Chen Yan's body was like shocking electricity, moving like floating clouds, and blocked the enemy ten meters away in one fell swoop.

Mo Ya never underestimated his opponents, he knew that Qingchen Xianjun, who was ranked third in the list of famous martial arts powerhouses, would definitely not be an ordinary person.

But now when he saw that graceful, unrestrained walk beside the enemy, he felt that that figure was incomparably beautiful and full of irresistible power.

Sure enough, I still underestimated him.

"What are you doing there? Why don't you come over to help?" In a blink of an eye, Chen Yan had already killed several assassins, and the severeness of his hands was simply to bear the name of Qingchen Xianjun. In other words, the Demon Lord seemed to be more suitable for him.

Even so, he still looked at Mo Ya indifferently, and said to Mo Ya happily.It seems that what he killed was not individual lives, but insignificant insects and ants...

Are those immaculate immortals in the Nine Heavens really as cruel and merciless as he is?

"Okay!" But these are indifferent to the boy, because the man in front of him can always go beyond his imagination and estimate!

The young man's martial arts seem to be not outstanding at all, mediocre to the extreme, but he can always dodge the enemy's killer moves time and time again, and he is very comfortable.He who participated in the battle didn't seem like he was going to meet the enemy, but more like he existed to incarnate into a man's shield.

In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of cooperation is simply seamless and perfect.It seems that the hearts of the two are already tightly connected together, inseparable.How many battles did they have to go through, and their intimate trust accumulated to such a state!

Attack, fast and powerful, defense, no one can open.

But in fact, the only person who cooperates is the young man in red.

The injury of the man in white clothes has not fully recovered, and he simply cannot survive the long and fierce battle.

Even if the boy who is the shield tries to make up for this point, it won't help after a long time.

Goal ([-])

The cunning enemy naturally discovered this, and the attack on the man was in full swing.

The speed at which his physical strength disappeared was getting faster and faster. He even felt dizzy, and his internal organs were as uncomfortable as the river was overwhelmed. His eyes went dark for an instant, but this half-second of blindness gave the assassin an opportunity to feed him with poison. The long sword and the dark dart pierced towards Ling Chenyan, the speed was overwhelming, and for a while, the empty door opened wide.

"Be careful." Seeing that the man was about to do something terrible, the young man had no time to think, so he reached out and pulled the man behind him, blocking the sharp blade with one move, but the opening and closing of this move allowed a few small poison darts to take advantage of it And entering, unable to hide, unable to escape, the young man quickly turned his back to the hidden weapon, maximizing his protection and minimizing the trauma!

As the poison dart pierced the musculoskeletal, the boy immediately threw out the two smoke bombs in his hand.

The dense purple fog filled the sky with a rich fragrance of flowers immediately filled the air...

Soon those assassins were surrounded, their eyes were filled with enchanting purple, other than that, they couldn't see anything anymore.Between the mouth and nose is the rich floral fragrance, ambiguous like the soft sweetness on a lover's body.The vigilance honed by years of assassination made the assassin dare not take his guard lightly. He suspected that it was poison, so he held his breath and hurriedly retreated, not daring to step forward.

But no matter how they retreat or walk, they are still surrounded by the purple mist, which envelops them like a net, and is like a lover's embrace, gentle and romantic, the spring is short, and it will not rest until death.

The moment the purple mist dissipated, the boy had already used his lightness kung fu to lead the man away quickly.

"Oh, it was really dangerous just now!" After finally escaping from death, the young man greedily breathed in the beauty of the fresh air.

He should really be thankful that he came out of Taoyuan, and he didn't forget to bring two powerful smoke bombs, or should we say that they were highly poisonous smoke bombs?Not only that, it also has a very beautiful and affectionate name ─ ─ gentle and drunk in the countryside.

No matter what, Mo Ya believed that those assassins would never catch up.

"You...are injured." The man leaned against a big tree weakly, his indifferent eyes accidentally saw the boy's pale face, his heart trembled, and he asked the boy softly.

"Well, it's just a small injury." Enduring the severe pain in his back, he didn't want the man to worry about him.

"Show me." Ling Chenyan stepped forward, wanting to find out if the young man was injured.

"Don't look at me, it's you, the serious injury has not healed, and you have a new injury. Come, let me meditate for you to heal your injury." Holding the man's hand that came over, the young man said gently.

Ling Chenyan glanced at the young man suspiciously, didn't say anything, and of course he wasn't really obedient, he sat down obediently and let Mo Ya heal his wounds.

The boy thought he was feeling unwell again, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

After a while of silence, Chenyan broke away from the boy holding his hand, and said in a cold voice, "Turn around and turn your back on me."

The sudden cold words made the young man stunned for a moment, and after he understood the man's intentions, he hurriedly said, "I'm really fine."

"Turn around and turn your back on me." It was still the same sentence, but the tone was colder than before.

In desperation, Mo Ya had no choice but to turn around obediently.

Six darts were firmly nailed to the broad back, and the blood soaked through the entire clothes, turning the dazzling red clothes into a disgusting death red.

"Very good, very good, this kind of injury can be said to be nothing, it really is a boy who produces a hero!" The man smiled and praised without hesitation.

Of course, no one will be happy to go there after hearing this compliment.

"Chenyan...I..." Mo Ya just wanted to explain, but Ling Chenyan interrupted coldly: "Take off your shirt."

It's rare for a man to get angry so nonsensically, but this young man just let him get angry.Even though he suffered such a serious injury, he still dared to say that he was fine, that's not how he joked!

If he hadn't been tired by himself, he wouldn't have cared so much, trouble!

Goal ([-])

Mo Ya was so obedient, he unbuttoned the clothes on his upper body, exposing the serious injury on his back, six darts pierced into the muscles and bones, the wound was slightly swollen, and the blood oozing out was actually black and red in color!

Ling Chenyan felt a little bad, and quickly tapped on several big acupoints on the young man's body, telling him to sit down.Then he took out the dagger he was carrying with him, channeled his internal energy, lit a flame on the haystack beside him, put the dagger blade on it and roasted it, then began to cut open the boy's flesh and took out the dart.

The young man resisted the pain and said nothing, but his face gradually turned a kind of gray, which was horrible.

When the man took out all the darts, the boy was already fainted from pain, his brows were tightly frowned.

Mo Ya, who had passed out, still felt extremely sad. His whole body seemed to be eaten by thousands of insects and ants. They cruelly tore his skin, bit his flesh, and gnawed at his bones. Thirsty, painful and itchy as if burned, he seemed to hear himself murmuring in pain in a daze: "Water... water... give... me... water."

So someone raised his head and poured drops of liquid into his mouth, but it didn't seem to be water, and the fishy-sweet smell permeated his mouth and nose, but he couldn't control that much anymore, so he quickly put his mouth on it, Sucking hard on the source of thirst quenching.Then fell into the deep darkness again...

Every time I get a little conscious, I feel tired, hungry and thirsty. My whole body is so heavy that it is very difficult to even move my fingers lightly. Every time I drink the thirst-quenching liquid, I still can’t resist the feeling of hunger. After an unknown period of time, he finally got rid of the death-like predicament.When Mo Ya opened his heavy eyelids, his surroundings were completely pale, which made his eyes hurt, and it took him a long time to get used to it and see everything around him clearly.He was in a deserted temple, lying on the ground with a layer of straw, and there was no one around him, and the deathly silence was terrifying.

His heart thumped, and he couldn't guess why he was here for a while.I moved my tired body and tried to sit up, but my whole body was as weak as if it had fallen apart, making it difficult to move.

Damn it!Mo Ya cursed in a low voice, full of unwilling anger.

"Wake up." I don't know how long I've been lying here, a cold voice came from outside the temple, and then a man in white clothes walked in. He was as black as ink, his clothes were whiter than snow, and he had an outstanding demeanor.But through the pale complexion, which looked a little haggard, one could tell that this man was seriously ill or injured.

"I...slept... how long..." He opened his mouth, only to realize that he was struggling to speak, his throat was hoarse and thirsty, and there was a strong smell of mutton in his mouth. He didn't notice it before, but now he noticed it The taste of blood in his mouth...

"Seven days, there are three more days before the poison on your body can be completely released." The man said, he found a clean place to sit down, and prepared to use his kung fu to heal his injuries.

Mo Ya hurriedly asked: "What...what...poison..."

But the man had already closed his eyes and got hurt, and did not answer his question.

This is the first time that a boy has been ignored since he was a child, and he was so completely ignored!It would be strange not to be angry.

If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't even be able to move now...

If it wasn't for the fact that he is very poisonous now...

he!he!I will definitely kill the man in front of me with my own hands!

Later, for some reason, he fell asleep again, woke up in a daze, and saw that the sky had already darkened, and several piles of flames were lit in the deserted temple, and the surrounding area was warm.

"Water...water..." After waking up, the feeling of hunger and thirst became more intense, and his whole body was aching and tired, which made Mo Ya moan weakly.

At this time, the man twisted a pot of bamboo tung and walked towards him, then carefully lifted the young man up, gently trying to feed him the liquid in the bamboo tung.The young man couldn't wait to put his mouth up, and when he just took a sip, his brows immediately frowned, and he didn't know the strength to slap the bamboo tree in the man's hand.

The bamboo tree rolled down to the ground, spilling the blood-red liquid, which had a strange color under the bright flames.

It's not blood like liquid, it's blood itself!

"What are you doing...hey...I...drink...such...disgusting...thing!" The young man couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and yelled at the man, because he was poisoned, so his yelling became weaker. It became pale and powerless.

The man just glanced at it lightly, then looked at the young man at the splashed blood, and said softly: "Now that you are in it, you can't touch anything."

"I...have...really...haven't heard...there are...such...such...says..." Even if he is poisoned now, what kind of poison can only make him drink blood, and the other Can't touch anything?joke!

The man didn't understand what was going on in the young man's mind, and he didn't want to explain too much, so he said with a smile, "There are still three days. After three days, after your poison is cleared, you don't need to drink this anymore."

The man's kind voice persuaded him, so that the young man couldn't get angry for a while, and said: "What kind of blood is this..."

During his coma for such a long period of time, had he been drinking this blood all the time?Suddenly he felt extremely sick, and he couldn't help but spit out all the things he drank in the past seven days!

Knowing that the young man will not feel at ease if he doesn't understand all this, he explained clearly: "It can cure the poisonous blood on your body..."

This answer is already very clear, if the boy is still like this, there is nothing he can do.

Goal ([-])

The boy deeply felt that this 'hunting game' was the heaviest price he had ever paid in his life.Even Mo Ya didn't know why he took the poison dart for the man in front of him, it seemed like an instinctive reaction, maybe it should be said that he couldn't remember anything clearly at that moment, when he came back to his senses At that time, he had already hit the vicious dark dart!

For the next three days, he still couldn't drink anything, he could only suppress the urge to drink the disgusting pot of blood.

He was thinking that if he hadn't saved this man, why would he have suffered so many crimes for no reason, the more he thought about it, the more he felt hatred, wishing to tear the man in front of him to pieces.

Although you will be chased and killed by others, the biggest reason is from me, but my thought at the time was very simple, I just hope that you come to Taoyuan to take refuge in trouble, so that I can take good care of you, love you, love you, and finally You can't extricate yourself from sinking and willing to be my sex slave!

But, can, but God knows, not only did you not come, but you also ran to that place where no shit, found you, cured most of your injuries, and ended up being reduced to me, not only became your shield, but also Being poisoned!

Damn it, sooner or later, I will make your life worse than death!

At this time, Mo Ya doesn't seem to know what is meant by 'reaping the fruit of oneself' or 'harming others and eventually harming oneself', maybe he will not understand these words in his whole life!

As the poison in the young man's body was cleared up little by little, the complexion of the man in white became paler and weaker. Anyone who pays more attention will find that Ling Chenyan's body has reached the point of unbearable weakness...

But the young man didn't realize that all he was paying attention to was the toxins on his body, forcing himself to drink the pot of bright red blood, endured the hunger, and kept cursing the man in white who caused him and this predicament in his heart.

After he survived those three days of extreme pain, he became seriously ill suddenly, with a persistent high fever, his whole body seemed to be on fire, it was extremely hot, but his body felt extremely cold, even the sweat oozing from his body was cold of……

Huddled in the haystack, Mo Ya moaned weakly and painfully.

so sad...so sad...

Looking at the young man's frowning brows, his white teeth biting his beautiful lips to the point of blood, the man didn't make any sound, but just explored his own Qi veins slightly with luck, and a helpless smile loomed at the corner of his mouth with a bit of melancholy. side.

That's all, that's all...

So the man lifted the boy up from the haystack, put his hands on his back, suppressed the discomfort in his body, and started to heal Mo Ya's injuries.

The painful torment blurred the mind of the young man, just like someone scraped his own bones and flesh with a sharp knife, and then burned his body on the fire, but buried his body under the ice and snow. The two extreme feelings inside and outside can be described as ice and fire. Double days, pain and life.Just when he thought he was going to collapse, a pure and clear force warmed his cold body with the power of light, and extinguished the burning in his body with the power of wind...

The pain on his body gradually eased, and after an unknown amount of time, the strange and warm power finally got rid of the illness, leaving him with the long-awaited comfort.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the boy ushered in the first ray of morning sunshine,

original……

The breath is so beautiful, the air is so clear, everything is so beautiful...

He didn't know how long he had slept, and he didn't feel the original sense of hunger anymore. He looked around, and there was no one else in the empty temple except him.

Mo Ya secretly inspected his physical condition, and not only was his poison completely cleared, but his skill also seemed to have improved a lot.Stretching a lot, the boy has never felt so comfortable like today.

him?

The boy frowned a little, and then decided to go find that man.

Although his injuries and toxins are all healed, Mo Ya has not forgotten the suffering he suffered before he was not healed, hehe, he must let that man pay back ten times and a hundred times!

At this moment, in his eyes, he was injured because of Ling Chenyan, so it is only natural for a man to save himself!Jin Ermoya didn't owe anything in his heart.

And he doesn't understand what debt is at all. All along, young people just like to torture others as they like!

His happiness has always been based on the pain of others. Rather than saying that such a person is heartless, it is better to say that he has no heart at all!

Mo Ya was thinking that he was tired of playing this game and hated it to the core!Although the result didn't come out, he didn't want to continue anymore...

Thinking of this, a sinister and bloodthirsty smile gently bloomed on the young man's beautiful face...

Once the game ends, his prey will usher in a hell more terrifying than death.

That smile is the coldness that cannot be dispelled even by the warm sunshine...

Goal ([-])

He looked around casually, but found no trace of the man, so he continued to search impatiently. He went down the mountain alone, left a special code in some corners, and walked to a small tea shed. I ordered some drinks, and ate the roasted pork on my own.

There were not many people in the tea shed, so it looked deserted.

After staying here for about half an hour, a group of men in black and silver-patterned Chinese shirts appeared here, kneeling down respectfully in front of him.

"Little Lord."

Their appearance nothing more than brought great shock to the few people in the tea shed. At the same time, they couldn't help but wonder, who is this young man in red?There will be such a great outfit!

Mo Ya nodded slightly, stood up, and looked at the huge and gorgeous carriage not far away. It was the bright red and gold-plated Hua Luan drawn by twelve handsome horses of date color. Standing on both sides of the carriage were ten Two beautiful girls in pink.

Seeing him walking slowly, the girl saluted him humbly, and then lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the inside was like an exquisite bedroom, with a comfortable soft couch, a tea table made of mahogany, and a closet attached to the wall...

It can be said that although the sparrow is small, all internal organs are complete.

The person who got into the carriage with him was an exquisite young girl. The young girl thoughtfully took off his distressed red clothes, brought clean water and gently wiped Mo Ya's body. When she touched the bandage on the boy's back, When the wound was healed, he was slightly startled, and said worriedly: "Young master, you are injured."

"Well, go to the Luoshui Palace..."

"Yes." The girl didn't say much, and quietly changed Mo Ya into another brand new scarlet-colored costume.

After the girl retreated, he leaned on the soft couch feeling a little uneasy.

At this time, the carriage was already driving on the road to Luoshui Palace, and the carriage was arranged so comfortably that one could not feel the twists and turns of the journey inside.Even if it travels as fast as the wind!

Soon they stayed in Luoshui Palace. Luoshui Palace was hidden in a huge bamboo forest, surrounded by mountains and water, with winding paths leading to secluded places.But it is still unique and elegant.The entire palace is built of fine emerald jade and green bamboo, divided into seven courtyards, six courtyards, fourth floors, and three pavilions.Everywhere is full of natural atmosphere, beautiful and pleasant.

"Congratulations, Young Master."

Seeing Venerable Mo Ya coming here, all the dignitaries from Luoshui Palace dared to meet him.

"Call the poison doctor." After getting off the carriage, Mo Ya ignored the people who were picking him up, left a word coldly, and walked towards the Qingyin Court with ease.

Qingyinting is a beautiful building located in the center of Luoshui Palace. It is built on a huge lake. The lake is full of noble and elegant lotus. The lotus leaves are green all year round, and the lotus is printed in the water.In this way, beauty is also beautiful, and seclusion is also secluded.

And the main courtyard of the Luoshui Palace was only built for the convenience of Mo Ya, who occasionally stayed and rested when passing by...

Stepping into the master bedroom of Qingyinting, the interior is elegant and secluded from the rest of the world.But Moya's heart couldn't calm down, even he himself didn't know why the figure in his mind belonged to the man in white.

The flawless white clothes, the innocent temperament, and the pale face, have been taking care of him tenderly and carefully during those ten days...

Can't forget, can't forget.

I can't forget his feather-like expression, the clear smell that belongs to him, and the gentle question that belongs to him...

Why is this so?The young man was puzzled.

Maybe, maybe I still want to catch that self-proclaimed noble prey.

Mo Ya drew such a conclusion for himself.

"I heard that the young master is injured." At this moment a man came in, and he was seen with white hair and white clothes, and his gray face was like a ghost.

"En." The young man responded and looked towards the person who came.

The man walked up to him, bowed respectfully and then with the permission of the young man, grasped his pulse, frowned carefully, and said cautiously: "Young master, you have been caught in a drama. poison, and the poison is extremely domineering, fortunately, it has been cured, how can someone who understands the young master's poison be so good?"

"Can you see what kind of poison it is?" the boy asked.

The poison doctor shook his head and said helplessly: "The young master has been cleared of the poison, how can I see it, if there is a source of the poison..."

Before the ghost doctor finished speaking, the boy threw something wrapped in a white cloth to him.

He took it, opened it carefully, and found a blood-rusted dart inside.This is a very normal thing for them who have been rolling in the rivers and lakes for many years, but now that it appears now, the shock to the poison doctor is no longer just a bloody dart.

"Wushuang! I didn't expect there to be such a strange poison in this world!" The poison doctor couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the residual poison left on the dart.

"What do you mean?" Mo Ya asked.

"The name of this poison is 'Wushuang', and it is the most powerful poison in history. Moreover, there is no cure for it. I thought it no longer existed in this world." Inexplicably, the poison doctor had a sad feeling Sigh.

"How is it possible!" the boy said in disbelief.

The poison doctor just looked at the young man with a little surprise and didn't dare to go against Mo Ya's intentions, so he said leisurely: "Because the antidote to this poison is difficult to practice, it has been used for thousands of years.