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The fragile throat was pressed against with a sword, and "Er Dong" smiled unabated.

"I really can't hide it from Mr. Hanshan's eyes," the young man said with a smile, bending his eyes.

"Shadow Demon?" Zhen Hanshan said.Although he was questioning the identity of the person in front of him, his tone revealed his certainty.

"My name is Ying, not Shadow Demon. Mr. Han Shan is really a noble man who forgets things." Ying pushed the long sword in front of him, but unfortunately the sword did not move, and his finger was cut.

The face of Zhen Hanshan was as frosty, "When will you wake up?"

"I've been here all the time. Going back for a while can only contain my strength, but it won't let me die." Ying raised the corners of his mouth and said casually, "Mr. Hanshan, your ten years of hard work have been in vain after all." .”

Shadow put his palms on his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hanshan, you really shouldn't keep everything a secret, whether it's a human or a monster, it's scary to think about it wildly."

Zhen Hanshan tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, "You have been bewitching him."

"The word bewitching is too serious. I just told him what he wanted to know."

Ying looked at the man in front of him with tight lips, suppressed his anger, couldn't help but smiled and rolled up a lock of hair on his chest, "Mr. Hanshan, your swordsmanship is really good, this body can't bear it."

He raised his neck, and a stream of blood flowed from the wound.

Zhen Hanshan put away his sword and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to bring him back?"

"Mr. Hanshan, I haven't seen you in decades, how could you ask such a ridiculous question?" Ying raised his eyebrows, "Tell me, what does the devil want?"

Monsters attach themselves to humans and demons for the sole purpose of using this skin for their own use.

"Mr. Han Shan, if I were you, I would not intervene. He is under the blood curse, and your method is nothing more than a dangerous move. Whether it will work or not, you may not know in your heart."

"Instead of waiting for his soul to fly away and his body to rot, it is better to give this body to me. At least I can guarantee that this body will not die or perish."

When he heard the words "Hun Fei Po San", Zhen Han Shan couldn't help but have blue veins on his forehead, and the surrounding vegetation sensed his emotions, and there was no wind to sway.

Even though Ying felt the murderous intent on the man, he still finished his sentence without haste.At the end, he smiled and asked, "You want to kill me? Then you can give it a try."

Ying opened his arms, closed his eyes, and said slowly, "However, this human body has already merged with him. If the body is dead, we will not be able to live."

After waiting for a while, no one replied, and those ostentatious plants also calmed down.

Shadow opened his eyes, savoring Zhen Hanshan's look with pleasure.

Demons are different from snake gods, who need to use nightmares to control people's hearts. He is born with the ability to understand people's hearts, but he is quite distressed by the spiritual cultivation of such plants and trees to become demons.

Ying couldn't figure out what they were thinking, especially the person in front of him.Zhenhan Mountain hides itself too well, like a deep pool, bottomless, the wind can only blow up the surface ripples, and then return to calm.

But now, undisguised killing intent overflowed from the sharp brows, and the narrow eyes seemed to have been tempered by thousands of years of ice.Ying knew that if Zhen Hanshan hadn't been helpless to him, the sword would have twisted him into pieces.

It's really interesting.Shadow thought.

The white-haired boy was full of complacency, with a smile on his lips.

Before the smile stayed on his face for long, his brows suddenly sank.Shadow frowned, showing an incredulous expression.

how come?

He looked at the palm of his hand and wondered, is it not enough time?

The changes in shadows were incorporated into Zhen Hanshan's eyes.Zhen Hanshan took this opportunity and raised his voice and said, "Er Dong, this is your body, no one can control it except you!"

Ying bit his lip and said with a sneer, "Impossible. He is unstable and can't stop me."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden pain in his chest.Ying pressed his heart and whispered, "Fool, you and I will both have a short life in this way."

The young man raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitched on half of his face, and the veins on his temples were exposed, while the other half of his face was mournful. Two completely different expressions converged on the same face.

Zhen Hanshan stepped forward to support the boy, "Come back, Er Dong." The voice was like the gurgling of a clear spring, washing away the floating dust.

Er Dong heard.

The boy pressed one side of his face, his other eye, which was not covered by his palm, narrowed, and the eyes glistened with water.He gritted his teeth and seemed to be in severe pain.

"...Destroy it, and I won't give it to you," an intermittent voice came from the boy's mouth.

Hearing a sharp cry, the boy's body went limp, and if he hadn't been grabbed by someone, he might have fallen directly to the ground.

The fresh scent of grass and trees lingers around the tip of the nose, and the thick, slightly bitter woody fragrance makes Erdong feel a sense of security down to earth.He clutched the lapel of his master's clothes and lowered his head, letting the tears in his eyes fall into the soil.

Er Dong raised his head and smiled, "Master, I thought I would never come back."

"Don't say stupid things," Zhen Hanshan responded softly.

"Just now I really felt that I had become another person. I couldn't help but want to be angry and...to kill someone," Er Dong's eyes showed a little sadness, he paused for a moment, and then said, "Master."

Zhen Hanshan looked at him.

Er Dong licked his pale lips and said, "If one day I really become that person, you can kill me."

He grinned, revealing a blunt smile, Er Dong thought it would be very difficult for him to say these words, but he did not expect to say them so easily.

"Er Dong," Zhen Hanshan said, "No matter what you see or dream, you just need to remember that I will never hurt you."

There was still a smile on Er Dong's face, but the tears could not stop sliding down his cheeks.He felt ashamed in his heart, but he forgot to wipe away his tears, and just kept looking at Zhenhan Mountain.

Zhen Hanshan reached out to wipe away the tears on Er Dong's cheeks.

It wasn't until the master wiped his tears away that Er Dong came to his senses and realized how embarrassed he was now, so he quickly raised his sleeve and wiped his face casually twice.

Under the moonlight, Er Dong's pupil membranes were dark red and could not turn back to black.Under the shroud of the cold moonlight, a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes.

"..."

Er Dong suddenly leaned over and tightly covered his lips with his hands.

The monster cannibalizes human essence and blood. Although Er Dong retained his own consciousness and was not completely possessed by the demon, under the influence of Ying, he was still unavoidable and instinctively wanted to drink blood.

After a while, Shanhegui's restraint on Erdong's demonic nature became weaker and weaker.Once leaving the center of the formation, Ying slowly recovers, and Er Dong is still bound in this human body, unable to restrain Ying's power.

Er Dong lowered his head, he didn't want to see his scarlet eyes in Zhen Hanshan's eyes, and he didn't want Zhen Hanshan to see his ferocious expression when he was eager to drink blood.

However, the desire surging in his heart made him almost lose consciousness, and he could only instinctively search for the nearest blood source.

As long as he gets closer, there is hot blood flowing under that arm, and just a little bit can dispel the restlessness in his heart.

Er Dong's lips almost touched Zhen Hanshan's wrist, he suddenly came back to his senses, and pursed his lips tightly in disgust.

Zhen Hanshan not only did not avoid Er Dong, but moved his wrist closer.He has seen Er Dong roll on the ground in pain because of his demonic nature out of control, but in the end he still succumbed to his demonic nature.

That being the case, Zhen Hanshan thought, instead of watching him endure uncomfortably, it would be better to satisfy his desire.

"Bite it down, it will make you feel better," said the slightly cool skin against Erdong's hot lips.

Er Dong saw blood on his mouth, and his mouth was full of fishy smell, but he still didn't want to open his mouth to bite Zhenhan Mountain.

Can a starving man refuse to face the food in front of him?

Er Dong's body convulsed in pain, but he still kept his mouth shut.Because of his unsatisfied desire, his eyes gradually became lax, and blood kept oozing from his teeth-bitten lips.

Still so stubborn.Zhen Hanshan looked at Er Dong and thought so.

He stuck to Er Dong's ear, and said, "Open your mouth." A soft, bewitching voice sounded in his ears, tempting Er Dong to bite down, and pour out the hotness in his heart with blood.

Er Dong's voice became trembling, and he only said intermittently, "No...no."

Er Dong shook his head, opened his mouth and bit his wrist, if Zhen Hanshan hadn't grabbed his arm, the tip of his teeth must have been embedded in his own flesh and blood.

Zhenhanshan had no choice but to call out the long sword and cut his palm, and the dark red blood flowed out.

Er Dong took a step back, avoiding the tempting blood.However, the smell of blood intensified his hunger.

When he bit his arm again, a flexible vine drilled out of the ground, and the slender vine wrapped around Er Dong's wrist and tore the arm apart.

"Enduring it will only make you uncomfortable," Zhen Hanshan said.He knew why Er Dong refused to drink blood, but he still didn't want to see him hurt himself in order to restrain his demon nature.What's more, the former Er Dongren could only succumb in the end, let alone the current him.

The pliable vines are no less rigid than hemp ropes, and they are wrapped around Erdong's wrists, not only restricting his movements, but also preventing his skin from being scratched by struggling.

Zhen Hanshan leaned over, pried Er Dong's lips open with his second and middle fingers, leading the blood to flow into Er Dong's mouth.

A person who is starving to the point of death has the first bite of food, and no one has the ability to refuse the second bite.

Er Dong gave up resisting and swallowed stiffly.The sweet blood moistened the thirsty throat, and inexplicable excitement surged to the tip of the heart, as if even the soul began to tremble.

He raised his head and actively sucked the blood that spread to his fingertips.

Sensing Er Dong's gentleness, the vines gradually loosened from his wrist and returned to the ground.The soft ground has nothing but traces of renovation.

Er Dong was immersed in the pleasure of satisfaction, and the remaining rationality was mocking him for giving in to greed and pointing his sharp teeth at his master.

He was struggling in the contradiction, but unable to get rid of it, like a moth on a spider web, he could only flap his wings twice, and obeyed in despair.

The moon is shining brightly, and the night is like day.Under the moonlight, the red-eyed and white-haired boy held two fingers of the man, and the unswallowed blood mixed with saliva and flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

No longer needing vines to imprison his hands, he hugged the man's shoulders and moved closer unconsciously.I don't know whether the expression on his face is joy or guilt, the eyes with watery eyes and the slight blush on his cheeks show his satisfaction.

Fingers gripped the man's neckline, the blue veins were particularly conspicuous through the pale skin.

After the noisy desire was satisfied, a strong drowsiness swept over him.Like a cat taking a nap after being satiated, Er Dong still had the man's finger in his mouth, but fell asleep drowsily.

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