The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Xianjun, you are so clean.

For a while, Lin Shu couldn't decide whether this was a compliment or a derogation, the only thing he could be sure of was that Xiao Shao's eyes were not normal.

It's a very paranoid and fascinated look, clearly speaking cleanly, but the meaning conveyed by the eyes is that I want to dirty you.

He was held down, unable to move, a little out of strength, and took a few breaths.

Xiao Shao pulled out her fingers and leaned down to kiss him.

Lin Shu was held tightly by him and couldn't move. In addition, he was kissed so deeply that he couldn't breathe, and his whole body went limp.

Xiao Shao's fingers are cold, and his lips and teeth are also cold, as if the night is deep and dew is heavy in late autumn.

Lin Shu's body temperature is not very high on weekdays, and it is often Xiao Shao who holds his hand to warm it up a little.

Now this person walked back and forth from the sea of ​​blood, but it turned out that he went to warm Xiao Shao.

While embracing Xiao Shao, making himself stick closer to him, he paused the operation of Jiange's mental method, trying to let his body temperature rise as much as possible.

When Xiao Shao's body temperature finally looked like a normal person, his hair and clothes were almost scattered.

But Xiao Shao didn't show any tendency to stop, he still pressed Lin Shu on the bed, biting his earlobe with his teeth.

"Xiao Shao..."

Lin Shu tried to talk to him, but his voice was extremely weak and hoarse due to the loss of strength just now.

Xiao Shao was sober, and Lin Shu could feel it.

But why he became like this, Lin Shu didn't know.

He struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. After absorbing the heart of resentment, Xiao Shao's cultivation reached a terrifying level. Facing Xiao Shao like this, Lin Shu felt like he was being manipulated at will. Small animals.

He could only shout "Xiao Shao" one after another.

Xiao Shao finally replied: "I am here."

"Xiao Shao..." Lin Shu felt a little scared for some reason, and his voice trembled slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

I don't know why, Xiao Shao now has more breath of a living person than before.

—Although there is only a trace.

He looked at Xiao Shao, who reflected himself in Xiao Shao's eyes.

The look in this person's eyes was slightly confused: "I..."

Lin Shu touched his face from behind: "What's wrong with you."

Xiao Shao held his wrist and slowly lowered his hand.

Finally press on his left chest.

Lin Shu was stunned.

It is clearly the location of the heart, but there is no heartbeat.

He counted the seconds, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally felt a slight vibration in his palm.

Then there was a long silence, and after the silence, there was another heartbeat.

Xiao Shao said: "They are still crying."

Lin Shu then remembered the howling and howling he heard in the sea of ​​blood.

That voice came from the boundless sea of ​​blood, sharp, painful, heart-piercing, layer upon layer.

And Xiao Shao absorbed the entire sea of ​​blood and the grievances churning in the sea of ​​blood into his body, and those cries disappeared from the world, but they began to cry day and night in Xiao Shao's three souls and seven souls.

Lin Shu saw Xiao Shao's lips curled up.

His smile seemed to be stained with blood, as if it came from the boundless darkness.

Not like a human, like a thousand-year-old demon.

"I can't see the outside clearly." Xiao Shao said.

Lin Shu: "...Huh?"

Xiao Shao let go of his wrist, and slid his fingertips on the side of his neck: "I can only see that the world is like a sea of ​​blood, there is no boat to cross, and all living beings are ragged ghosts... howling day and night."

He turned his head and looked around the room: "This is the same."

Lin Shu tried to understand the meaning of Xiao Shao's words.

I heard Xiao Shao continue slowly: "All living beings are calling me."

Lin Shu: "How do I call you?"

Xiao Shao pressed his throat with his right hand: "There are hundreds of millions of them, crying and laughing, ups and downs in the sea of ​​blood, inviting me to go back, calling me into a demon. They say the world is dirty and cannot stay for long."

Lin Shu tried to imagine the scene in Xiao Shao's eyes.

Following Xiao Shao's words, he thought of a vast ocean of blood, the blood mist billowed in the sky, and the smell of blood was horrifying.

Buddhism says that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and this sea of ​​blood is the entire world of suffering, the sea of ​​suffering in which all living beings float and sink.

The resentment of all beings, the hatred of all beings, has already turned into ghosts, hating the dynasty and the whole world of mortals.

what do they want

I want Xiao Shao to assimilate with them, and I want him to hate the world and kill the world.

So these hundreds of millions of rags and grudges, weeping and laughing together, wanted to let Xiao Shao go out of the ordinary into a demon, and die away.

What will happen?

Xiao Shao is no longer the person who suppresses resentment, but becomes the leader of these ghosts, or he completely loses his sanity and cannot restrain resentment, resentment reappears in the world, and the troubled times begin.

Xiao Shao's hand on his neck slowly tightened.

Lin Shu was slightly suffocated.

He looked into Xiao Shao's eyes.

A pair of dark, dull and indifferent eyes.

But his actions are a little obsessed.

Lin Shu realized that he could neither share the burden for Xiao Shao, nor did he know how to comfort him.

He opened his mouth, and finally said only one sentence: "...I am here."

"I know." Xiao Shao leaned over.

The sense of oppression and suffocation made Lin Shu slightly dizzy.

He pushed Xiao Shao.

It was obviously a pushing movement, but because of his unsteady stance and weak arms, he couldn't push it even a little bit, and it seemed like he wanted to welcome but refused.

"The world is like a sea of ​​blood..." He heard Xiao Shao's hoarse voice: "Only Xianjun is clean here."

Lin Shu: "Really."

"Yes." Xiao Shao said in a low voice: "Because the fairy has too little affection for all things, so there is no hatred or resentment. Even though the world is a dirty sea of ​​suffering, the fairy is also clean, like a peach garden."

Lin Shu was already out of breath, and his eyes were covered with a layer of fog.

He said, "I don't know..."

In a trance, everything in the sky and the earth turned into nothingness, and he could only hear Xiao Shao's voice: "I am haunted by resentment and suffering from seven emotions, and I still need to be enlightened by... the immortal king."

Lin Shu: "How to enlighten?"

"Cross me." Xiao Shao's voice was hoarse and confusing.

"Xianjun... cross me."

Lin Shu took a breath with difficulty, his voice was so weak that it seemed that he no longer belonged to him: "I... cross you..."

His neck was slowly released.

What happened later was so confusing that he didn't know how to describe it.

Because even his memory has been blank several times.

I just remember that I seemed to have died many times and cried many times, and there was a blurred white light in front of my eyes.

My throat was completely hoarse, and I couldn't make a sound. Maybe it was because I cried too much, and I was dehydrated, and I lost all my strength.

Xiao Shao hugged him and fed him water.

The snow-white jade bottle, containing the fairy dew from Wulian Mountain, made him finally recover a little bit of sobriety.

Xiao Shao held down his hand, and he was not allowed to drink by himself. He could only be fed. Lin Shu could only suck on the thin rim of the cup with great effort. Halfway through drinking, Xiao Shao's expression gradually changed again from the corner of the eye. It seemed to want him to eat something else.

He couldn't remember how long it had been.

Later, it seemed that a certain fixed reaction had been formed. When the nose smelled the cold fragrance from Xiao Shao's body, his whole body would go limp, and once Xiao Shao's fingers touched his skin, his whole body would tremble uncontrollably. trembling.

When Xiao Shao let him go, he couldn't remember.

Maybe not at all.

He should have lost consciousness at one point, and then woke up groggy at another point.

After all, the body in the Transcendence Tribulation Period is different from ordinary people, even if it is a bone-deep injury, it can heal itself within two days.

But when Lin Shu woke up, there were still faint marks on his body.

There is no strange feeling in the body, but there is a lingering laziness in the soul.

He opened his eyes and met Xiao Shao's gaze.

He then chose to re-cover his face with the quilt.

Xiao Shao hugged his shoulders across the quilt: "...Baby."

Lin Shu didn't want to talk.

He reached out and groped in the quilt a few times, and pressed Xiao Shao's chest.

Separated by a layer of silk, it is warm but not cold.

There is a heartbeat, which is quite stable, and it is only a little slower than ordinary people, which can be ignored.

He couldn't turn his head, and recalled slowly, he felt that when he was being treated like that by Xiao Shao, this person's body temperature and heartbeat were slowly picking up.

After thinking about it, he decided to take a look at Xiao Shao.

If the rise in body temperature means that Xiao Shao's sanity has returned, then he should be able to see this person's ashamed expression.

He pulled the quilt down a little, exposing his eyes.

Xiao Shao hugged him whole: "Baby."

Lin Shu examines Xiao Shao.

Still a little off, lacking expression.

But it's also quite normal, and the eyes are a little gentle.

Lin Shu was kissed by him expressionlessly.

Xiao Shao: "Are you okay?"

Lin Shu: "Not good."

Xiao Shao kissed the corner of his eye again.

No matter how many kisses you have, it won't get better.

Lin Shu slowly returned to the quilt, turning a deaf ear to the ensuing babbling.

He will never be fooled by sweet words again in his life.

The only one who can make him come out of the quilt is himself.

He finally came out.

By the way, he touched his mustard kit from the bedside, took out the karma mirror, and held it in front of Xiao Shao.

Then he asked Xiao Shao: "What is it now?"

Xiao Shao: "It's still blood."

This is a little strange.

The mirror has some functions of predicting the future.

In the beginning, when Xiao Shao saw this mirror for the first time in Qingming Cave, he said that he saw blood.

Later, Taohuayuan was slaughtered by the great witch, and he thought that the blood in Taohuayuan was the blood that Xiao Shao saw.

But after that, Xiao Shao said, it was still blood.

So I went to the top of the tower of the Great Witch and saw the churning sea of ​​blood.

He thought this should be the blood seen in Xiao Shao's mirror.

But now, Xiao Shao said, it was still blood.

Lin Shu turned the mirror back and looked.

Or a wedding room.

Or the self with something stuck in his chest.

But the shape of that thing can be seen clearly, it is sharp, like the thorns of thorns.

And his gaze in the mirror is still so clear and gentle.

This person seems to be voluntary.

That's it.

Lin Shu looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that he was a little bit disappointing.

But when he thought about himself outside the mirror, he was no better than this person.

Whatever Xiao Shao wanted, he gave it.

Maybe one day, Xiao Shao wanted his life on that bed in Phoenix Villa.

Then he will probably give it.

Xiao Shao asked him, "What did you see?"

Lin Shu never told Xiao Shao about it.

But he was really bullied last night, and felt a little wronged, so he spoke out like a ghost.

"I saw you stabbed me in the heart."

Xiao Shao seemed slightly taken aback.

Then said: "...I won't."

Lin Shu spoke with facts: "You strangled my neck last night."

——Although he didn't know if it was last night, he couldn't see day or night in Qingming Cave, but he always felt that it had actually been a long time.

Xiao Shao stared at him for a while, and said, "At that time you wanted to escape. I want to keep you by my side forever."

What kind of perverted speech is this.

Lin Shu didn't want to talk to him.

Xiao Shao continued to make some perverted speeches: "The world is so big, it's full of dirty blood...I want to live by your side for a long time."

Lin Shu reported to get up, get dressed and wash.

Putting on the liuxue white clothes and buckling the plain silver wide belt, in the mirror he looked like a decent and serious swordsman.

Xiao Shao broke down last night, whoever Xiao Shao asked him to say, he didn't know who it was.

Lin Shu turned back and saw that Xiao Shao had also got up.

He has long black hair and a half tuft of gorgeous robe, sitting on the edge of the bed, half leaning on the bed post.

Looking at himself with dark eyes, it was a little abnormal.

Lin Shu approached.

Xiao Shao said: "It's slow again."

Lin Shu knew he was talking about heartbeats.

The day when her heartbeat stopped completely was the day when Xiao Shao left the secular world and assimilated with the sea of ​​blood.

And the way to make him return to a living person is probably to be with Lin Shu, to be together like a shadow, or to be together in a more inseparable way.

He said that Lin Shu has no hatred or resentment, and is the only pure place in the world.

Lin Shu got closer.

Xiao Shao looked up at him and said, "Xianjun, you can't go."

Fog appeared again before Lin Shu's eyes.

For Xiao Shao, he couldn't help but ask for anything.

Xiao Shao said that he has too little affection for everything in the world.

But everything in the world, in the past 20 years, has never pretended to him.

Until Xiao Shao treated him well.

Only then did he realize that he could also be placed on the tip of his heart.

Now Xiao Shao feeds the sea of ​​blood with his body, wanting the pity of the immortal.

Then he knew that he himself could be admired by others.

By coincidence, he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao took his hand, brought it to his lips, and touched it lightly.

Then look up.

——Such obsessed eyes.

It is as if the believers ask for the favor of the gods, and all living beings wait for grace.

Lin Shu bent down and hugged him, and was brought to the bed by Xiao Shao.

I didn't do anything, I just hugged and didn't speak, time seemed to stand still.

It's just that they hug each other tighter and tighter, as if they are dependent on each other.