Author: hoenimochi (Page 4 of 67)

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Chapter 43 – Red Bean (1)

       When Moschery woke up, Qin Yun was still asleep, naked and wrapped in a quilt, lying in his arms. The Emperor looked down for a while, then raised his head and looked at the bedside.

       The snow-white unicorn lay quietly on the ground; its wings spread flat on both sides of its body.

       Moschery walked barefoot in front of it and squatted down gently.

       The golden mane was gently twirled by the Emperor’s fingertips. Moschery reached out and carefully touched the spiral horn on the unicorn’s forehead. The other party did not wake up and unconsciously rubbed its muzzle against the Emperor’s palm.

       Qin Yun was still dazed and sleepy from being pressed from behind. He felt Moschery kissing his neck, then pulling him out of the covers bit by bit like peeling a silkworm chrysalis.

       “…Hmm?” Qin Yun turned his face, and Moschery turned his head and kissed him. The Emperor’s kiss was a bit rough, like a lion patrolling its territory, and it slowly moved from his lips to his earlobe.

       Although Qin Yun was not yet awake, he could still feel Moschery’s powerful and unrepressed consciousness cloud. He ‘smelled’ the alluring smell of pheromones on the other person’s body, and his mental energy boiled and burned uncontrollably.

       Moschery sniffed the back of his neck a few times and whispered, “You’re having Bonding Heat.”

       “?” Qin Yun’s expression was confused. He felt his erect lower body being caressed by the Emperor. The back hole, which had only last night undergone a pleasurable session of lovemaking, readmitted Moschery’s thrusts with ease.

       Qin Yun raised his neck impatiently. Moschery’s consciousness cloud merged with his mental power. Every hard thrust of the Emperor was unruly with each one, with nothing but the most primal of desires and urges.

       “After the final marking, you can only be mine.” Moschery pinched Qin Yun’s chin, forcing him to raise his head. He stared into his guide’s eyes, “You can never leave me.”

 

       Qin Yun slept until almost noon before he shook his head sleepily. He was hugged by Moschery around the waist and raised his upper body for a long time before he grabbed the electronic clock next to the pillow.

       The Emperor also woke up. He reached out and held Qin Yun’s arm, turned him over, then lowered his head and blocked the other person’s mouth.

       “…” Qin Yun could only wait until he finished kissing her before he had the strength to complain, “I’m starving… I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

       Moschery pushed his semi-erect shaft against the other party’s ass in a somewhat obscene manner, “Haven’t I fed you yet?”

       Qin Yun: “…”

 

       Moschery, who was disturbed by Zhongyan, finally released the giant dragon from the realm of consciousness. Qin Yun’s unicorn, lying by the bed, only lifted its eyelids slightly at Zhongyan’s appearance.

       However, Qin Yun hugged the dragon for a long time because he hadn’t seen it for a long time.

       But Zhongyan was obviously more interested in his spiritual link. When he first saw the unicorn, the dragon was so excited that he shed a lot of tears…

       “…” Moschery, “Can you shut your mouth?”

       Zhongyan: “…”

       Moschery looked at it with disgust, “Don’t keep raising your wings to cover your face. No matter how ugly you are, it will always be seen.”

       Zhongyan: “QAQ”

 

       Bixi was the second person to learn that Qin Yun had regained his guide ability, and she seemed unsurprised when she saw the unicorn.

       “He has grown up just like you.” Bixi stroked the golden mane on the spiritual link’s back, “Do you still remember that he followed you around the pasture before you were 8 years old?”

       Qin Yun suddenly realised, “So this is the white pony you mentioned?”

       Bixi smiled, “God-level can self-hypnotize. I just taught you the process… The only way to remove it is to rely on a sentinel of the same level to use consciousness cloud to break the restriction.” She paused and said slyly, “In other words, just forcing you to get Bonding Heat.”

       Qin Yun: “…”

       “As expected, I have to fvck you.” Moschery said calmly. He pinched Qin Yun’s neck, “It seems that I will hurt you more in the future.”

       Qin Yun: “……”

 

       Zhongyan lay face to face in front of the unicorn. It seemed to be very shy and always covered its face with its wings, but it couldn’t help but secretly reveal its eyes to see the unicorn’s reaction.

       The latter remained calm as usual, occasionally flapping the snow-white wings on his back a few times while his golden eyes stared gently at the black dragon.

       Zhongyan looked extremely shy. Qin Yun thought to herself that it was lucky that he was dark coloured; otherwise, it would be impossible to imagine how beautiful this guy’s face was when it blushed…

       The giant dragon suddenly squatted down, shook its wings, and dropped a bunch of rhinestone pendants that Qin Yun usually attached to him. It looked at the unicorn expectantly, then he stretched out his dragon claws and carefully pushed his favourite Toothless in front of the unicorn.

       Unicorn: “……”

       Zhong Yan tilted its head and looked at the unicorn. It hesitated for a moment and then pushed an oversized Kitty cat rhinestone pillow against it.

       The unicorn lowered its light golden eyelashes and looked silently at the giant dragon’s drool on Kitty Cat…

       Zhong Yan stared at it with fascination, and another drop of saliva fell to the ground with a ‘splat’ at the corner of the mouth…

 

       Lin Dongliang was speechless for a long time when he saw Qin Yun’s spiritual link. The Secretary of State rubbed his forehead with a headache, “No wonder Tristana and I couldn’t cure your brain nerves at that time… You are not a low-level guide at all…”

       “God-level has a powerful self-healing function.” Shen Zhuofan mused. Although he couldn’t see it, with the vast amount of guide knowledge in his mind, he could almost imagine the level of god-level, “What’s more, you have been raising it since you were 8 years old. Now that you have accumulated so much energy…a destructive agent cannot destroy all of your mental power.”

       Qin Yun smiled, “Actually, it still has an effect.” He stroked the unicorn’s spiral horn, “It doesn’t have the ability to fly for a short period… the wings are a bit atrophied. It’s currently recovering.”

       “…” Shen Zhuofan said contemptuously, “Isn’t it because you haven’t let him fly for too long that he has degenerated?!”

       Qin Yun: “…”

       Lin Dongliang comforted him, “It’s okay… This is a blessing in disguise… But we can all see your spiritual link. Does that mean your god-level gene fusion is higher than His Majesty’s?”

       “I don’t know either…” Qin Yun frowned, If I am also a gene duplicate, whose duplicated… “

       “You are not a genetic copy at all.” Bixi interrupted him, “And certainly you are not a clone.” She looked at the unicorn lying quietly on the ground, “The reason why Olympus cannot develop a successful god-level guide is because they think that the guide, like sentinel, can genetically evolve through scientific means and eventually fused or copied for a new god-level guide.”

       “Under the protection of the sentinel, mankind finally survived, but the genetic defects that followed caused a rapid decline in the population until the first ‘guide’ was born naturally.” Shen Zhuofan recited softly, “The Epoch of Sentinel and Guide from a third-year textbook.”

       Bixi smiled, “That’s right, history possesses the truest eyes.” She looked at Qin Yun and said softly, “You are the final result of natural evolutionary selection. After more than a hundred years, human evolution has finally drawn a new chapter. It was a perfect ending.”

 

       Moschery pressed Qin Yun under him, and the night wind blew into the room, lifting the curtains by the window. The unicorn lay quietly, its whole body covered with silvery light.

       Zhongyan stretched out his huge black wings to wrap around his spiritual link partner, and his dragon muzzle rubbed the partner’s golden mane intimately.

       Qin Yun’s whole body was made unbearably hot by the Emperor’s kiss. He raised his legs to wrap around the other’s muscular waist, rubbing his hips against Moschery’s lower body.

       “Don’t be so impatient.” Moschery inserted slowly. He spread his guide’s legs, slapped Qin Yun’s ass in a punitive manner, and said harshly, “Beg me, say please, and I will give it to you.”

       Qin Yun: “…” What happened to not hurting me? Sure enough, everything a man said was a lie!!


Notes:
So I was actually a bit confused because at some point the mention of the link is a white colt, and sometimes it’s a white pony. But then since I saw that his spiritual link is actually a unicorn, calling it a pony would be kinda wrong. So I put it as a colt (young horse) instead of pony


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Chapter 41 – Demon Market

       “What are you going to do with him?” Xiang Wenxi asked Ling Xiao.

       Ling Xiao was also a little confused. He crossed his arms on his chest and said nothing.

       Xiang Wenxi said, “Do you remember what day tomorrow is?”

       Ling Xiao looked at him.

       Xiang Wenxi smiled and said, “The demon market is opening tomorrow. I think it’s better to take Chunjun and sell it. Maybe we can get a good price.”

       Ling Xiao said, “Stop talking nonsense!”

       “I’m serious,” Xiang Wenxi said to him, “Since we are not sure whether he is really Chunjun, let’s go find someone who knows and ask. I believe Mr. Yun must know. We will take him with us tomorrow. Go to the demon market and let Mr. Yun take a look at him. Maybe we’ll know what’s going on.”

       Ling Xiao heard this and replied, “Let me think about it.”

       Song Jun finally understood what they said this time. He was a little in disbelief, “You want to sell me?”

       Xiang Wenxi said, “What are you afraid of? If you are not really Chunjun, no one will buy you, so don’t worry about it.”

       Of course Song Jun believed that he was not Chunjun. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an ordinary person. But Song Jun still couldn’t help but feel terrible about the uncertain future that was coming.

       Throughout the night, Xiang Wenxi guarded Song Jun and did not give him a chance to escape.

       Song Jun asked Xiang Wenxi, “Where are the fragments of Thousand Years Lamp? What do you plan to do with them?”

       Xiang Wenxi said, “This is my brother’s thing. I’ll handle it however I want. I will go to the demon market tomorrow. If the price is right, I will sell it.”

       “That’s Senior Brother Xia’s…” Song Jun whispered.

       Xiang Wenxi glared at him fiercely, “You killed my brother, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet!”

       Song Jun quickly averted his gaze.

       Xiang Wenxi took out the fragment from his chest, held it in his hand, looked at it, and then said, “But I don’t feel much sentiment for him. If he’s dead, then so be it.”

       When Song Jun heard what he said, he couldn’t help but turn back and look at him.

       The yellow-haired boy looked at the fragments in his hand, and he didn’t know what boy was thinking.

       After dark the next day, Song Jun was taken out of the house by Xiang Wenxi and Ling Xiao. He didn’t know where the demon market was, but when he heard the name, he remembered a poem he had learned when he was a child called ‘The Street Market in the Sky’.

       In that city, there were many places unfamiliar and unknown to you. The ordinary middle-aged people who brushed past you, on a night like that, might have adopted a different form and appeared in a place where humans seldom ventured, living their own lives. Just like back then, when Song Jun followed Xia Hongshen to the City God Temple, who would have thought that such a magnificent temple was nestled in the heart of the city?

       With this thought in his mind, Song Jun was immediately disappointed when he saw Ling Xiao driving out an ordinary Jetta1VW Jetta, normal city car, “Are we going like this?”

       “How else are we going to get there? Flying?” Xiang Wenxi asked strangely, “Isn’t that just like waiting for the police to come and arrest you?”

       Song Jun shook his head and said nothing.

       It was already eleven o’clock at night, and Ling Xiao drove slowly, obviously not in a hurry to reach their destination.

       Together with these two demons, Song Jun did not dare to ask questions, even if he had questions.

       When they arrived at their destination, it was already past twelve o’clock at night. When they got out of the car, Song Jun discovered that this place turned out to be a city amusement park. This amusement park had a history of more than 20 years. When Song Jun was very young, his grandmother once took him to play.

       Ling Xiao parked the car in the parking lot.

       After they got out of the car, Song Jun looked up and could see the silhouette of the Ferris wheel playing music in the dark night sky in the distance.

       “Let’s go,” Ling Xiao said.

       Song Jun followed him and left. At this time, he saw cars driving into the parking lot one after another.

       They walked towards the gate of the amusement park. At this time, there was actually someone guarding the entrance check-in area. However, the ticket sales window was already closed.

       Song Jun walked between Ling Xiao and Xiang Wenxi. When he was about to enter, the gatekeeper stared at him for a long time. Then he looked at Ling Xiao and Xiang Wenxi and said, “This seems to be a human being, right?”

       Xiang Wenxi said, “He is the goods we want to trade tonight.”

       The gatekeeper clicked his tongue and said, “It’s against the rules!”

       Xiang Wenxi came closer and whispered to him, “He is an immortal soldier who has transformed into a human being. It’s not strange that you can’t recognise him. Just don’t delay the people who know the goods.”

       The man hesitated when he heard this, then looked at Ling Xiao. Perhaps he recognised Ling Xiao and finally waved his hand and let them in.

       When they were still outside the gate, it was still dark when they looked into the amusement park, but when Song Jun stepped through the gate, he found that the lights in the amusement park were on.

       There were strings of colourful lights hanging on the trees on both sides, merry music was playing throughout the amusement park, and all the rides had been activated. Song Jun could hear the voices of many people talking and the happy laughter of children.

       The city amusement park usually closed at nine o’clock in the evening. Song Jun had never been here at night. This was the first time he had seen the night view of an amusement park. The Ferris wheel in the distance was spinning slowly in circles, and the neon lights on it were constantly flashing brilliant lights. The entire amusement park was like a fairy tale.

       Someone passed by them, and Song Jun looked back at the gate of the amusement park, where guests were entering one after another.

       Most of the people who passed by Song Jun had ordinary looks, but they couldn’t help but look surprised when they saw him. When they saw Ling Xiao again, they walked away from them silently.

       Xiang Wenxi spun in a circle, joyfully like a small child.

       “I like the demon market the most!” he said.

       The further inside, the more weird-looking people became. Song Jun saw a golden python running over at a very fast speed, its body spiralling upward, transforming into the upper body of a woman, and said to Ling Xiao, “Ling Xiao, you are here too, how rare it is!”

       Song Jun was so frightened that his breath caught, and he hid behind Xiang Wenxi.

       The woman had a beautiful face and a good figure, but Ling Xiao obviously ignored her and asked, “Is Mr. Yun here?”

       The woman seemed to find it a bit uninteresting and said, “Really boring, coming here just to look for Mr. Yun, I have no idea.” After saying that, she circled away and left.

       Song Jun watched the monster with a human head and a snake body wander away and suddenly realised that this was really the so-called demon market. The people around him might be strange or ordinary, but it might just be a disguise. They were all demons, usually hidden in this place. Everywhere in the city, just like Ling Xiao and Xiang Wenxi, but on such an occasion that only belonged to them, they would show off their original strange form with abandon.

       Song Jun was probably the only human to sneak in. He followed Ling Xiao and attracted countless attention. However, because Ling Xiao was leading the way, no one came out to grab him and ask him how he got in.

       He couldn’t help but look around and saw a giant panda standing in the middle of the road not far ahead, holding a stack of masks and selling them.

       The masks looked ordinary, like those you would often see at a masquerade party.

       Ling Xiao took them there and bought each of them a mask.

       When Song Jun held it in his hand, he couldn’t help but reach out and pull the hair on the giant panda’s butt. As a result, the giant panda lowered its head to look at him, raised its hand and rubbed its butt.

       Song Jun looked at him in surprise and asked, “Is this a real giant panda?”

       The giant panda didn’t say anything, rubbed his butt again, raised his paws and pulled two pieces of Song Jun’s hair.

       Song Jun held his head and apologised quickly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

       Ling Xiao put the mask on Song Jun and said, “The trade fair is about to start. Let’s go there first.”

       As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jun saw several dazzling beams of light falling from the sky on the carousel in front. The large disc of the carousel was rotating happily, accompanied by pleasant music. A man wearing a suit and a mask was standing in front of the carousel with a microphone in his hand as if he was giving an exaggerated speech; he said, “Without further ado, let’s bring out your treasures!”

       People in the entire amusement park gathered in this direction.

       This was a real trade fair. They didn’t need money; they only exchanged what they needed. If they got a deal, they exchanged it. If not, they just took it back.

       Song Jun followed Ling Xiao and the others into the crowd, immediately attracting the attention of a small number of people around them, but it was just a small-scale commotion. Song Jun following Ling Xiao felt more like a follower or a pet; maybe for these monsters, it was not too unusual to bring humans as pets to such places.

       The pace of the trade fair was very fast. People who participated in the trade fair brought their things to the host, and the host showed them to everyone. If anyone were willing to trade, they would bring what they wanted to trade.

       In a sense, this was also a platform for display. Some demons did not come here to exchange treasures. They were just happy to show their treasures to everyone and get some envious looks.

       At first, most of the items that were sent up for trading were some elixirs that could help demons cultivate. Song Jun was not interested in these things, and Ling Xiao and Xiang Wenxi also looked at them with a lack of interest.

       So Xiang Wenxi grabbed Song Jun’s hand and said, “Let’s go see Mr. Yun.”

       Mr. Yun was a large lizard, rumoured to have lived for a very long time. Throughout his life, he witnessed countless wonders and treasures. Any item that he laid eyes on, he could discern its authenticity.

       In the demon market, all items for trading must first pass Mr. Yun’s appraisal.

       At this time, Mr. Yun was sitting in a small mushroom house selling drinks. There was a long queue in front of him; all of them were people who had brought things to prepare for transactions.

       The person maintaining order saw Ling Xiao and waved him to the front.

       The person who was first in line was not happy and was about to protest loudly. When he raised his head and saw that it was Ling Xiao, he immediately shrank back and said, “Whatever.”

       Ling Xiao grabbed Song Jun’s hand and threw Song Jun directly onto the high counter of the mushroom house.

       There was a little stir around here.

       Mr. Yun pushed up his glasses, looked at Song Jun and then at Ling Xiao, and asked, “What does this mean?”

       Ling Xiao asked bluntly, “Mr. Yun, can you see his true form?”

       Mr. Yun was quite baffled when he heard this. He looked at Song Jun up and down for a long time, and even took off the mask on Song Jun’s face and said, “Isn’t he just an ordinary human being?”

       Ling Xiao pulled Song Jun’s hair, forced him to raise his head, and said to Mr. Yun, “Take a good look. This person is none other than the former world-renowned assassin, Chunjun, the unparalleled sword of the past!”

       As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.

       Mr. Yun was so frightened that he stood up and said, “Are you kidding me?”

       Ling Xiao said, “You can tell for yourself whether I am joking or not. If you can identify his true identity, I will send him to the trading field today and let everyone compete for him!”

       The commotion here was so great that the demons in the trading place over there also looked in this direction.

       Song Jun was frightened for no reason when he saw Ling Xiao’s serious expression. Suddenly, he was worried that Ling Xiao was serious about selling him, and he didn’t know what to do.

       Mr. Yun frowned, turning over and over to look at Song Jun carefully. He gathered soft light with one hand and slowly explored it from the top of Song Jun’s head down, frowning and shaking his head from time to time.

       After more than ten minutes, Mr. Yun stood up straight and said to Ling Xiao, “I don’t know.”

       He neither dared to say yes nor said no. He really couldn’t figure out who or what Song Jun was.

       Xiang Wenxi and Ling Xiao looked at each other helplessly.

       With his mind spinning, Xiang Wenxi suddenly grabbed Song Jun and threw him towards the carousel. Then he rushed to the host and said loudly, “The thing I want to trade today is him,” he pointed at Song Jun, “The former best killing sword in the world—Chunjun!”

       Song Jun landed on a merry-go-round and hugged the horse to keep from falling.

       There were loud noises all around, and there was obviously a lot of discussion about this matter.

       Some people even shouted, “That is Chunjun? How is it possible?”

       Xiang Wenxi’s purpose was to gather all the demons hiding near the perimeter. If Mr. Yun didn’t know, maybe someone else would know. Of course, if Song Jun were really Chunjun, he would definitely not be willing to sell him.

       There are booing monsters shouting, “Let him show his Chunjun form for us to see.”

       Xiang Wenxi said bluntly, “If he didn’t want to, I can’t help it. If anyone has the ability to let him show his form, I am willing to give him this Thousand Years Lamp fragment!” After saying that, Xiang Wenxi pulled out the piece of the Thousand Years Lamp hanging around his neck, causing another lively commotion.

       Some people with profound demonic powers were already eager to try.

       At this moment, he suddenly heard a clear voice saying, “Did you get my consent before you sold my things?”

       Xiang Wenxi suddenly looked shocked.

       The sound was not loud, but people in the entire amusement park could hear it.

       Ling Xiao looked up and saw Xia Hongshen holding a silver whip in his hand. He was standing on the top of the carousel, looking down at them.

       After he said those words, he suddenly swung the long whip in his hand, splitting the top of the carousel in half and sliding down to both sides.

       Xiang Wenxi also reacted quickly. While Xia Hongshen split the top of the merry-go-round, he had already pulled Song Jun back one after another, avoiding the crowd.

       At this time, Mr. Yun looked at Xia Hongshen. His whole body trembled, and he exclaimed, “Demon Zhen! It’s Demon Zhen!”

       As soon as these two words were uttered, it was as if someone had dropped a bomb within the amusement park. Instantly, the entire amusement park boiled over.

       Some were howling desperately to get away, while others had never seen Xia Hongshen’s true face and wanted to get closer.

       Only Ling Xiao swelled up and turned into a giant black wolf, rushing toward Xia Hongshen.

       Xiang Wenxi said anxiously, “Your injury is not healed yet!”

       However, Ling Xiao had already rushed forward, and Xia Hongshen refused to retreat. The long whip in his hand hit the ground hard, and it rebounded and rolled towards Ling Xiao’s front legs.

       There was chaos all around. Seeing Ling Xiao rushing towards Xia Hongshen, some people were not in a hurry to escape and stayed in place to watch the fun.

       The Demon Market was not just a spontaneous gathering of monsters within a city; it had its own master. How could they easily tolerate Xia Hongshen barging in and disrupting the order of the trading grounds?

       The moment Ling Xiao entangled Xia Hongshen, Song Jun saw many ferocious beasts suddenly appearing from all directions, and they all rushed towards Xia Hongshen.

       Song Jun felt nervous and shouted loudly, “Senior Brother Xia, be careful!”

       Not allowing those demonic beasts to get close, Xia Hongshen suddenly pointed the long whip in his hand and threw it in the direction of Song Jun while he himself raised his head to the sky and transformed into a black beast, his fangs opening up to instantly tear a pouncing and biting demonic beast into two.

       Song Jun’s breath suddenly suffocated, and his head went blank.

       This was the first time he saw Xia Hongshen in this form, and he felt very scared from the bottom of his heart.

       Xiang Wenxi said in his ear, “What Senior Brother Xia? What deity! Demon Zhen is really the most ferocious demon in the world. Only he can sacrifice human souls to refine weapons. Do you still want to go back to him?”

       After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something wrapped around his neck. He lowered his head and pulled it and found that it was Xia Hongshen’s dragon-tip whip.

       The dragon tip whip immediately transformed into a dragon shape, strangled Xiang Wenxi’s neck, and shouted, “Song Jun!”

       Song Jun still looked in the direction of Xia Hongshen, stunned.

       Xia Hongshen bit them mercilessly. He didn’t like to eat demons’ flesh and blood. His favourite food was the souls of dead humans. His purpose was just to kill all the beasts that were blocking his way. In an instant, the flesh and blood of those monsters fell from the sky like rain, and a few drops of warm blood fell on Song Jun’s face.

       Among them, only Ling Xiao could resist him for a moment, but it was only for a moment before Xia Hongshen bit him on the neck and threw him away hard.

       At this time, Long Xing tore off the Thousand Years Lamp fragments from Xiang Wenxi’s neck with one hand.

       “Ling Xiao!” Xiang Wenxi could no longer care about Song Jun and the fragments and tried to get rid of Long Xing and ran in the direction of Ling Xiao.

       At this time, other beasts in the amusement park ran out of the way, fearing that they would become Xia Hongshen’s next target.

       However, Xia Hongshen was not interested in them. He landed lightly next to Song Jun, took Song Jun directly into his mouth, and ran towards the outside with the dragon tip whip hovering on his tail.

       At this moment, dozens more demonic beasts came towards Xia Hongshen to block him. These monster beasts seemed not to be afraid of death and swarmed up to surround Xia Hongshen.

       Because Xia Hongshen had Song Jun in his mouth, he could only fill his front paws with spiritual power and slap these monsters away from his face. He saw a few monster beasts with blood-red eyes. They were clearly torn in half by Xia Hongshen’s claws, but they still dragged their mutilated bodies towards them and bit Xia Hongshen’s legs.

       Xia Hongshen flicked his tail, and the dragon tip whip slashed out horizontally, cutting all the surrounding monsters into pieces. Xia Hongshen finally broke away from the siege and ran out with Song Jun.

       Song Jun had been in a state of fear, knowing that a single powerful bite from these monsters could instantly cut his body in two.

       Fortunately, Xia Hongshen did not bite him to death. Instead, he ran to a park near the amusement park and stopped in a forest.

       He let go and let Song Jun fall from his mouth.

       Song Jun felt that he was covered in blood from Xia Hongshen’s mouth. It was all the blood from the demons just now. He tried to stand up, but the huge demon in front of him raised its front paws and slapped him on the chest to knock him down.

       Song Jun lay down on the grass, and due to the soft pads on Xia Hongshen’s claws, he was unharmed.

       Then, Xia Hongshen stretched out his forelimbs, pressed his whole body on Song Jun and lay down. He put his big furry head on Song Jun’s shoulder and rubbed it a few times.

       Song Jun was a little out of breath, but Xia Hongshen seemed to find a comfortable position on top of him and closed his eyes.


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Chapter 22 – Rules

       Zhuo Yue’s breath caught in his throat, and there was some unbelievable panic in his eyes.

       They both knew the significance of kneeling.

       Deep down in his heart, he always felt that he should be different, at least different from the slaves of men before him. He tried to convince himself that the man just wanted to help him get out of his phobia. Even if he established a formal master-slave relationship, he would not really make him a slave who lost his personality.

       But now, his expectations were shattered.

       Fang Mingyan was serious.

       Zhuo Yue stood where he was for a long time without moving.

       The atmosphere in the room became extremely depressing for a minute as the two looked at each other.

       “I told you, I’m not very patient.” The man stood up, grabbed his wrist and walked out.

       Zhuo Yue staggered a few steps after him. Only when he stepped onto the stairs did he realise he was taking him to the fourth floor, and he suddenly started struggling in panic. However, the hand holding him was as hard to break free as an iron pincer. He was dragged up by the man, stumbling like a broken puppet.

       “No…I don’t want to go, Fang Mingyan…” In panic, he called out the man’s name, and his voice was helpless.

       The dark and heavy door was in front of him. Zhuo Yue’s whole body began to tremble. He grabbed Fang Mingyan’s nightgown sleeves tightly and cried out in panic, “Master, please… please, Master… ” He was almost dragged up by force. At this time, he was unsteady and fell to his knees on the ground.

       In front of the door on the fourth floor, the man finally stopped. His voice was cold and almost ruthless, “Let go.”

       Zhuo Yue loosened his hand on the man’s sleeves with red eyes.

       “In this house, everything about you is no longer important. All your messy thoughts, shame, and humiliation are worthless in front of me. There is only one thing you have to do—please me.” Fang Mingyan said as he looked condescendingly at him, “I don’t have the patience to teach you slowly. If you can’t learn to be obedient, I will put you in a cage and let those cameras teach you. Do you understand?”

       Zhuo Yue glanced at the door closed with fear and replied stiffly, “…I understand.”

       “Open your knees as wide as your shoulders, put your hands behind your back, straighten your waist, and show me your body.” The man ordered, “Lift your head and look at me.”

       Zhuo Yue did as he was told, and his entire body flushed a peach colour from shame. He knelt stiffly, looking up at the man who had caused him pain and uneasiness.

       Fang Mingyan entered the cage and took out a black riding crop. He stood in front of him and said calmly, “Tell me who you are.”

       Zhuo Yue was stunned, his face flushed, and he said in a low voice, “A slave.” After saying that, he was whipped on his shoulder, and Zhuo Yue took a breath in pain. His shoulders were burning. He didn’t expect that the other party would attack without warning, and he felt a little aggrieved in his eyes.

       “Tell me who you are,” the command repeated, and it was clear that the first answer did not satisfy his master.

       Zhuo Yue thought for a moment and replied in a pitiful voice, “I am…your slave, Master.”

       “Tell me your rights.”

       The question was changed, so it should be a pass. He breathed a sigh of relief, recalled what the man had said, and replied, “My rights come from what you gave me, Master.”

       “Tell me your duty.”

       “My duty is… to please you, Master.” He looked away in embarrassment and avoided looking at him.

       “Very good; keep these three points in mind.” Fang Mingyan’s whip stopped at the knot of Zhuo Yue’s throat and slowly picked up, forcing him to look up at the man, “Reflect on what you just did to make me unhappy.”

       This humiliating feeling of complete loss of sovereignty made Zhu Yue’s ears turn pale red. However, resistance meant more terrible consequences. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, “Just now… I didn’t complete Master’s order, which made you angry…”

       “Think clearly.” The man nonchalantly moved the whip down little by little until it reached the secret place covered with thick grass between his legs as if teasing the sensitive genitals. “If the answer does not satisfy me, the punishment will be doubled.”

       The rough texture of cowhide rubbed against the sensitive tip, and an indescribable feeling rushed to his head, making Zhu Yue shudder for a moment, but he did not dare to move. His body trembled slightly, and he said, “There… is also the fact that I have just called you by your name.” Then he hastily added, “I was wrong, Master…”.

       “Learn well.” Fang Mingyan curled his lips and swept the whip across the sac, causing the man to shiver.

       Zhuo Yue, who was kneeling at the moment, had all his attention focused on the man, his eyes looking at him with watery fear and trepidation and some shyness and embarrassment.

       “Because of your unconventional behaviour just now, I will punish you next. Six lashes on your back. After each lash, I ask you to count and admit your mistakes. If you make a mistake, the count will start from the beginning.”

       The night was as silent as the sea.

       There was no sound in the room. In the deep darkness, only a small night light left in the corner of the room gave off a soft yellow light, like a lonely hanging star about to be swallowed up by the night, and like a fish drifting in the deep sea, trying to attract the attention of someone.

       The rug was made of thick wool, soft and warm. Zhuo Yue, who was lying on it, moved, and the change in posture caused pain in his spine. He frowned, endured it, and slowly sat up. Insomnia plagued him, and even though he was tired, he couldn’t sleep.

       He had just endured eight lashes of the whip. He couldn’t bring himself to say ‘I was wrong’ the first two times but eventually had to succumb to the pain and count off his apologies as commanded by the man, time and time again. His fingers traced over the slightly swollen marks left by the whip on his back.

       Fang Mingyan skillfully controlled the force to the point where it was painful enough to cause trembling without blood. What’s even more outrageous was that he was the one who caused all the pain, yet he was so gentle when applying the medicine, whispering softly, and hugging him tenderly, making Zhuo Yue unable to hate him at all.

       Zhuo Yue looked at the figure sleeping peacefully on the bed and sat quietly for a long time. He touched the soft leather collar around his neck, and the slight tightening made him feel a little uncomfortable. The collar was tied by the man and it used a fingerprint lock, which he couldn’t open. It served both as a mark of possession, reminding him of his subordinate status, and as a restraint, linked to the bedpost by chains. However, what surprised him was that the ring was not locked due to the other party’s negligence.

       After easily untying it, he stood up and grabbed a nightgown, quietly opened the door of the master bedroom and walked out, stopping at the entrance on the first floor.

       In front of him was the door that locked him in this strange world.

       Just get out…

       He put his hand on the door handle and pressed lightly. After a crisp ‘click’, the door opened. The cold wind from outside flowed in through the cracks, and the slightest coolness seeped in through his skin, causing him to shiver.

       There seemed to be two voices arguing in my mind.

       ──No matter how slim the hope is, we must fight for it. Only by taking this step can we have a chance to leave here… Those ridiculous games of masters and slaves are simply perverse. You can’t stand it…

       ──Don’t go out, you can’t escape. It will be very miserable once you are caught. Think about those cameras… You know what the consequences will be. Don’t try such a dangerous thing…

       ──What if those security guards didn’t see you? As long as you can run to another villa you may be rescued. Besides, isn’t it dangerous to stay here? How painful are those whip marks on your back? Fang Mingyan is just a pervert, and he wants to turn you into a slave without personality!

       The two thoughts grew crazily like vines, twisting and twisting into a ball, almost bursting his head. Zhuo Yue held the door handle tightly and shook his head in confusion and pain.

       ──It’s deteriorated to this point; you can’t rely on drugs anymore. You should try his methods… He promised to cure you; haven’t you always trusted him?

       ──He’s violating human rights! Whip you, and make you kneel down! Who knows if he will make you lick his shoes like a dog tomorrow!

       ──He won’t do that.

       ──How do you know?

       ──I know…

       ──You don’t know!

       ──I know! I know…he wouldn’t do that. No reason, but I know it.

       “…I know.” Zhuo Yue murmured and repeated these words like a mantra. He looked back at the dark living room, right next to the sofa where they had practised acting and kissed; he had rescued him at the c0cktail party and brought him into his sphere of influence; he had helped him walk through it. The endless darkness of the hotel corridor; he once held him and told the story of the Doll Knight…

       The hand holding the doorknob loosened, and with a click, the door closed.

       As if his heart had stopped at a fork in the road, with so many directions to go in, he couldn’t even take a step. Zhuo Yue squatted down at the entrance, buried his head on his knees, and curled up into a ball.

       He didn’t know how long it took, but his legs were so numb that he almost lost all feeling. He trudged back to the third floor, took a deep breath in front of the master bedroom, and then gently opened the door. When he sneaked in carefully and wanted to walk back to the bed, he felt something was different from before. When he looked up, he was suddenly startled and froze on the spot.

       The lights were not turned on, the curtains were half-opened, and the bright moon was about to be full. The moonlight filtered in as if a layer of white frost had been spread on the ground. Fang Mingyan stood by the window, facing the light, and the side of his face could only vaguely be seen.

       Zhuo Yue felt his head go blank. He moved his lips but failed to make a sound, so he just stood looking at him.

       “Come here.” The man’s voice remained steady.

       He pursed his lips and walked over slowly. The moonlight melted into tiny streams of colour in those timid eyes, which had a fragile but unique beauty.

       Seeing Fang Mingyan raise his hand, Zhuo Yue trembled, and his whole body tensed up. However, the expected slap did not fall. The other party just took off the silk nightgown Zhuo Yue was wearing from his shoulders and let it slide to the ground. Zhuo Yue, who was naked again, looked at the man in front of him anxiously, not daring to move.

       “Where are you going?” he asked in a low voice.

       “I… just couldn’t sleep, so I went downstairs…” The brain restarted successfully, but Zhuo Yue hesitated for a moment.

       Obviously, it was safer to say, ‘I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water’ than ‘I want to run away’. His eyes moved, and finally, he said the truth in frustration, “I went to the door.”

       “Why go there?”

       “I want to leave.” These four words were said very softly, as if every sound was a young bird that could not tolerate the cold, trembling and curling up into a ball.

       “The door is open, isn’t it? Why did you come back?”

       “I don’t know.” The water in Zhuo Yue’s eyes gradually filled up. “Maybe I’m afraid of being caught, afraid of whips and those cameras, maybe I have nowhere to go, or maybe I’ve gone crazy. Even as I kneeled and being beaten, I still…still believe you can cure me…” The tears in the corners of his eyes couldn’t be held back anymore and slid down his cheeks, “I shouldn’t think about escaping… You can punish me however you want, just don’t lock me upstairs, please…”

       Fang Mingyan listened quietly to what he said, remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed. Under the moonlight, all the tenderness that disappeared in his eyes seemed to have returned, and he stared at the person in front of him in his dark eyes. He wiped away the tears on Zhu Yue’s face with his slender fingers and said, “Look down.”

       Zhuo Yue looked out the window in confusion. He saw a black Mercedes parked outside the courtyard gate with its headlights on.

       “If you had walked out of that door just now, I would have sent you away and continued to live your so-called normal life.” The man paused, “From then on, your world will no longer have any intersection with mine.”

       Zhuo Yue was stunned and slowly said, “You want… to give up on me?”

       He suddenly felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He didn’t know what to say, so he just looked at the other party sadly.

       A hint of softness floated in Fang Mingyan’s dark pupils, “Zhuo Yue, I am not a sadist. Unilateral coercion does not bring me pleasure.” Fang Mingyan’s tall figure was covered with a soft silvery light under the moonlight. “BDSM should be a voluntary interaction between both parties. But you are not a natural Sub and have no instinctive obedience to me. So I need to capture all your attention, establish absolute authority, and become your master. Only then can I break your world and rebuild it according to my rules. But I don’t feel good seeing you in pain. I want you to be happy like you were before. If you really don’t want to accept my way, I will let you go.”

       Zhuo Yue looked up at him, with a faint watery look in his eyes, and said in a very soft but unusually firm voice, “I won’t leave.”


Notes:
I’m torn between two versions…
So I’ll just add the ending other version too

       He paused, “Zhuo Yue, when you are incapable of controlling yourself, give that guy to me, okay?”

       Zhuo Yue’s long eyelashes quivered, and he gently leaned his chin against the man’s shoulder blade, closing his eyes wearily.

       “Okay.”


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Chapter 42 – Homeward Journey (3)

       When he left the table halfway through, His Majesty the Emperor didn’t even bother to greet the crowd. He picked up Qin Yun and directly carried him all the way to the bedroom.

       It would be a lie to say he wasn’t nervous when he was thrown on the bed. Qin Yun had half-supported his body before but was pushed back down by Moschery condescendingly.

       “Wait…” Qin Yun struggled to free his mouth, “I have to induce the Bonding Heat first…”

       “No need.” Moschery kissed him, took out the suppressant and injected himself.

       Qin Yun: “…”

 

       Moschery finally let go of his lips. The Emperor opened his mouth and tore at Qin Yun’s collar. He licked the other person’s Adam’s apple with his tongue and bit it gently.

       “I’ll make you go into heat on your own.” Moschery straightened up. He stretched out his hand and slowly untied the metal rows of his uniform, “Not relying on any combination of heat potion.”

       Qin Yun opened his mouth and didn’t know what to say. He watched as Moschery removed his clothes one by one, finally revealing his strong naked chest. The Emperor’s gentle and dry palms were pressed against his waist. Qin Yun only felt the back hem of his shirt being lifted up vigorously as Moschery’s searing kiss fell on his back.

       The outer pants and underwear were taken off together. Yun only felt a coldness in his lower body as Moschery had already held his erect shaft.

       “…” Qin Yun wanted to curl up in shame, but the other party forcefully opened his legs. The Emperor’s expression was extremely indifferent, but he stared at his guide’s agitated reaction with a steady gaze.

       “I will not release pheromones to bond with you.” Moschery’s voice was very calm, “You don’t have the ability to guide now, and you can’t bear my consciousness cloud.”

       Qin Yun covered his face. He understood what Moschery meant, but he always felt that it was beyond his understanding. He couldn’t imagine how the other party could remain calm and have sex with him…

       “I’m also patient.” Moschery breathed out. He injected himself with a suppressant again, and only then did the dragon’s eyes, which had already thinned out, gradually return to their original shape again.

       Qin Yun stammered, “I, I’m afraid that you… No… Don’t…” He shut his mouth suddenly and looked at Moschery’s lower body with some horror.

       “Don’t what?” The emperor dug out a large amount of lubricant with his free hand. He held up Qin Yun’s waist and slowly inserted his fingers into the other party’s rear hole, “The sentinel is just an identity. The premise is that I am a man.”

       Qin Yun had nothing to say. He tried hard to relax, but he was still not used to it. Moschery patiently expanded, bent down and kissed his lips gently.

       “I-it’s okay…” Qin Yun reached out and hooked the Emperor’s neck, gritting his teeth in spite of his shame, “Put it in.”

       Moschery kissed his temples and said calmly, “Not yet, you’re not wet yet.”

       Qin Yun: “…” He really wanted to roar that he was already wet! I’m so wet! Put it in quickly!

 

       After probably using a whole box of lubricant, Qin Yun couldn’t help but ejaculate once in the middle of the process. His lower body was wet and miserable. In addition to a slight sweat on his forehead, Moschery also injected another suppressant in the middle of the process. His expression remained calm and indifferent.

       Moschery carefully took a pillow and put it on Qin Yun’s lower back, then raised the other person’s legs, held his buttocks and slowly inserted.

       Qin Yun couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of his back hole being filled.

       Moschery stopped in the middle of thrusting. He picked up the other person’s bangs and observed Qin Yun’s expression, “Does it hurt?”

       “…” Qin Yun angrily tightened his legs around the Emperor’s muscular waist, gritted his teeth, and cursed as if urging, “It hurts! Hurry up and thrust it in!”

       Moschery raised his eyebrows, and he pushed hard into the innermost part. As expected, he saw the expression of his guide, who lost his soul for a split second and said calmly, “Don’t be a tough talker. You won’t even be able to scream when I fvck you to death later.”

 

       It was obviously too late when he realised that the other party meant what he said at the end. He was forced to enjoy His Majesty the Emperor’s high-quality thrusts from a frontal position. The other party even pressed the back of his head and forced himself to admire the place where the two of them were connected.

       “Do you want me to go faster or slower?” Moschery asked calmly. The other person’s back hole was tightly wrapped around his lower body, and he was reluctant to let go, “Relax.” The Emperor patted him. Qin Yun’s buttocks made a snapping sound a few times. He was a little excited, and the golden pupils in his eyes gradually became narrower.

       When Moschery wanted to inject more suppressants, he realised that he had run out.

       Moschery frowned; his rational mind told him that he should stop this lovemaking, but the person beneath him was not so obedient.

       When Qin Yun turned over and sat on Moschery’s waist, His Majesty the Emperor finally showed an unexpected expression.

       He wanted to sit up, but his guide forcefully pushed him back.

       “Don’t move.” Qin Yun licked his lips. He found that this position seemed to go deeper, and he moved his ass unaccustomedly. Moschery tightened his waist, and his face finally became distorted.

       “Don’t seek death.” The Emperor gritted his teeth. His pupils had almost turned into a golden thread, and pheromones were released uncontrollably, “You can’t stand it.”

       Qin Yun’s face was slightly pale. He could feel the other party’s powerful consciousness cloud, oppressing his brain nerves and feeling a dull pain, but subconsciously, he felt that it shouldn’t end like this.

       “Give it to me.” Qin Yun lowered his head and kissed Moschery’s lips, “Don’t suppress yourself… I can bear it.”

       Moschery didn’t speak. He had a sullen face and closed his eyes tightly.

       “Hey, don’t be like this.” Qin Yun shook his waist coquettishly, “Who said you want to fvck me to death?”

       Moschery: “…”

       Qin Yun hugged the Emperor tenderly, “Come on, believe me… I can get through it… I want you to be happy.”

       He smiled and kissed Moschery’s eyes, “I love you, Xi Zhao.”

 

       A powerful and incredible mental power poured into the Emperor’s consciousness cloud like a tide after Moschery completely released the pheromones. Moschery opened his eyes and realised that he was actually in a vast and boundless forest. He lowered his head and looked at the mirror-like ‘lake’.

       “Qin Yun?” He shouted, but no one answered.

       Moschery tried to take a few steps on the ‘lake’ and then slowly squatted down.

       He stretched out his hand against the ‘surface of the lake’ and wiped it gently a few times. His expression gradually changed from surprise to ecstasy.

       A snow-white unicorn slowly opened its golden eyes. It looked at the Emperor tenderly, lowered its head slightly, and stretched out the white wings on its back.


Notes:
*cough* No wonder this chapter straight up gone from jjwxc list
My heart stopped when Qin Yun wanna be on top of Moschery
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Chapter 40 – Sword’s Spirit

       In the pitch-black abandoned building, Xiang Wenxi walked slowly forward. There was a window ahead, and light was seeping in from outside. He ran a few steps in that direction, and suddenly, a massive black wolf appeared at the window, swiftly leaping inside.

       “Ling Xiao!” Xiang Wenxi quickly ran in the direction of the black wolf.

       The black wolf landed on the ground and took several steps forward.

       Xiang Wenxi found that he was injured. The fur on his front legs was split, and blood was dripping down.

       “Are you injured?” Xiang Wenxi asked.

       The black wolf transformed into a human, covered one of his arms, and said, “That old demon, I haven’t seen it for hundreds of years, yet he is getting more and more scary.”

       Xiang Wenxi stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support him, and asked anxiously, “Does that mean we can’t go back to the bar?”

       Ling Xiao did not answer him but asked, “Where is Chunjun?”

       “That idiot ran away by himself,” Xiang Wenxi said, “Anyway, there’s no way out of this building. I–” Before he could finish his words, he suddenly paused.

       Ling Xiao looked at him, “What?”

       Xiang Wenxi hesitated for a moment and said, “He broke away from my illusion. It shouldn’t be. This whole building is controlled by my illusion.”

       Ling Xiao said coldly, “Where is he now?”

       Xiang Wenxi shook his head, “I don’t know, but he probably didn’t leave this building.”

       “Go find him,” Ling Xiao said.

       Xiang Wenxi grabbed Ling Xiao’s arm, “How can you be sure that he must be Chunjun? What part of him looks like ChunJun?”

       Ling Xiao said, “If that wasn’t the case, why do you think I was injured like this by Demon Zhen? Chunjun has been with Demon Zhen for thousands of years. If he wasn’t it, I really can’t figure out who else he could be.”

       Xiang Wenxi let out a ‘hmph’ sound, “Then, let’s split up. One goes up; the other goes down. We’ll search floor by floor.”

       When they separated, Xiang Wenxi muttered again, “So what if we find him? Chunjun is not yours anyway.”

       Ling Xiao gave him a cold look and said nothing.

       At this time, Song Jun was running forward aimlessly. He still remembered the face of the middle-aged man he saw just now, with the corners of his mouth grinning upward in a strange arc and repeating those words, “It’s so dark. How did you find your way up? Aren’t you afraid?”

       He was really scared and couldn’t think carefully at all. He turned around and ran back. He wanted to find Xiang Wenxi. He didn’t want to stay in this haunted place alone.

       When he first started running, he heard footsteps chasing him from behind. The middle-aged man’s flashlight waved vigorously and shouted to him, “It’s so dark. Aren’t you afraid?”

       Song Jun’s scalp was tingling; he had no idea which direction he was running or what the surroundings around him were like. Gradually, both the beam of his flashlight and the sound of footsteps disappeared. All that remained was darkness and deadly silence.

       All he could hear was his own heavy breathing and messy footsteps.

       No matter how big this shopping mall was, he should have reached the wall after running such a long distance, but he never encountered any obstacles. Maybe he was not running straight at all but running in a weird arc, avoiding all walls.

       Song Jun stopped. He just felt scared and wanted to leave this place.

       After he stopped, his breathing slowly recovered, and the surroundings became dead silent again. At this time, he heard a sound, which sounded like something dragging on the ground.

       The sound was far away at first, then gradually got closer.

       Have you seen The Grudge1Ju-On movie? When the female ghost inside was crawling on the ground, her clothes rubbed against the floor, making such a sound. Song Jun had pathetically seen it too, and in the darkness, he couldn’t stop himself from imagining things.

       He felt like he should hide, but he didn’t know where to go. He struggled to discern the direction of the sound in the darkness and then moved in the opposite direction. He didn’t even dare to run, as if the moment he did, that thing would swiftly catch up to him.

       He walked forward slowly, not too far away, when he suddenly felt that he had hit something.

       That looked like a person.

       At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in front of him. It was the light of a flashlight. The middle-aged man shined the flashlight in the sky and said, “I found you. Why are you running around? It’s so dark. Aren’t you afraid?”

       Song Jun screamed and pushed him away with all his strength. When he ran forward, he missed his footing, and he rolled forward and fell.

       It turned out that there was an elevator in the shopping mall in front of him. The middle-aged man blocked it, and he couldn’t see anything. He rushed over, stepped on the elevator, and fell down.

       Song Jun rolled all the way to the bottom of the elevator, landing in a dishevelled state. At that moment, he almost lost consciousness. He struggled to crawl a few steps forward and saw someone standing in front of him. He instantly trembled with fear.

       But he didn’t expect that man to squat down in front of him and call him, “Chunjun.”

       Who is Chunjun? Song Jun had no idea what he was talking about. His head was throbbing, and as he reached to touch it, he felt a sticky sensation on his hand. Soon after, he lost consciousness.

       When he woke up again, Song Jun found himself lying on a soft big bed, with a small lamp on the bedside, emitting soft light. The surroundings were warm and comfortable, which made him want to go back to sleep again.

       Until he heard two people talking.

       Xiang Wenxi said, “If Demon Zhen knew that Chunjun was injured like this, he would definitely not let me go.”

       Ling Xiao’s voice was still cold, “Don’t you know that the building is unclean?”

       Xiang Wenxi was a little unhappy, “How do I know? You asked me to take him to escape. Did you give me time to think about it carefully? How do I know where to escape?”

       Ling Xiao said nothing.

       Xiang Wenxi asked curiously, “I heard that when Ou Yezi2Ou Yezi was a legendary master of sword-making in the Spring and Autumn period. According to Yuejueshu, he forged five treasured swords for Gan Jiang and King Zhao of Chu, named, respectively, Zhanlu, Juque, Shengxie, Yuchang and Chunjun. cast Chunjun, he sacrificed the human soul of the most vicious person in the world as the sword’s spirit. Later, although Chunjun was sealed due to its overwhelming murderous intent, Chunjun’s spirit shouldn’t be like Song Jun, right?”

       After a moment of silence, Ling Xiao said to Xiang Wenxi, “I don’t know either.”

       Xiang Wenxi said, “Could it be that you are all mistaken?”

       Ling Xiao didn’t speak this time.

       But even if they made a mistake, Demon Zhen shouldn’t have made a mistake, right?

       Chunjun? Song Jun had listened to them talking about this name all night, and now he understood that they were probably talking about himself and Demon Zhen. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere, but he couldn’t recall it for a while.

       He tried to think hard, but his mind went blank, and he could not recall any memory of these two names.

       Song Jun sat up and realised that he had a severe headache at this time. He reached out and touched his forehead and found that there was a circle of gauze wrapped around his forehead. He remembered that he was in an abandoned shopping mall and rolled off the closed elevator. When he fell down, his head must have been injured at that time.

       He wanted to get out of bed, but the sound alerted Xiang Wenxi and Ling Xiao, who walked in from outside.

       Xiang Wenxi said, “Are you awake?”

       Song Jun raised his hands to cover his head and asked, “Where is this?”

       Ling Xiao said, “My home.”

       Song Jun looked around and then asked, “Can I go back to campus?”

       Ling Xiao did not answer him, but Xiang Wenxi said, “You’re here now, so don’t even think about leaving!”

       Song Jun was stunned by what he said.

       Xiang Wenxi said, “ChunJun is much more precious than Thousand Years Lamp.”

       Song Jun said, “I really don’t know what you are talking about. I am not Chunjun.”

       Ling Xiao looked at him and suddenly walked towards him, standing in front of him with his arms folded, “We have met before, do you still remember me?”

       Song Jun raised his head to look at Ling Xiao carefully and shook his head, “I’ve never seen you before.”

       Ling Xiao was silent for a moment and then asked, “Demon Zhen—”

       “Xia Hongshen,” Xiang Wenxi interrupted him and changed his name to something Song Jun could understand.

       “Senior Brother Xia? What about him?” Song Jun asked.

       “Do you remember him?” Xiang Wenxi asked.

       Song Jun looked at them strangely, “Of course I remember. He is my senior brother.”

       Xiang Wenxi stomped on the edge of the bed, “Cut the crap. I’m asking if you have any impression of him in the past?”

       Song Jun hesitated for a while but still shook his head, “I only met him after I came to school. I didn’t know him before.” He knew that Xiang Wenxi was a fox demon, so this Ling Xiao must not be an ordinary person, so he continued, “I know he seems to be a deity in the sky, looking for Thousand Years Lamp. If he finds it, he will go back.”

       The reason why Song Jun deliberately revealed Xia Hongshen’s identity was because he hoped to use Xia Hongshen’s identity to scare them.

       Xiang Wenxi heard what Song Jun said and saw that his expression didn’t seem to be deliberately faking, so he turned to look at Ling Xiao strangely.

       Ling Xiao also had a complicated expression and didn’t know what he was thinking.

       Gilded phoenix wings[/mfn]Fengliu, Feng Junyuan[/mfn], Dragon Tip Whip3Longshao, Long Xing, and Crescent Moon Bell4Yueya, Xi Anling, these were all treasures that Demon Zhen had around him. In the past, before Demon Zhen became immortal, he travelled around the mountains and rivers of the mainland, searching for divine artefacts and treasures.

       Different from Chunjun, these three weapons did not have weapon spirits when Demon Zhen first obtained them. Instead, he personally found human souls in the world that were compatible with the weapons, opened the refining furnace, and used the human souls to refine the weapons again.

       In the past, Demon Zhen was the most powerful demonic beast that threatened the three realms. Born with the creation of the world, it was immortal and resembled a black panther with fangs feeding on the souls of ghosts.

       The previous owner of the Chunjun was a general. He once held the Chunjun in his hand and killed countless enemies on the battlefield. Chunjun was stained red with blood and could not be washed away for a while. Before the general died, he sealed Chunjun with his own hands just because Chunjun’s murderous aura was too much, and he felt that he could not control it.

       After that, the person who lifted the seal for Chunjun and took out Chunjun was Demon Zhen in human form.

       Demon Zhen did not kill people. He just liked to collect divine weapons and artefacts. Chunjun was the first weapon that stayed with him. Later, when Demon Zhen obtained Gilded Phoenix Wings, Dragon Tip Whip and Crescent Moon Bell, he captured human beings for sacrifice, and Chunjun was also with them.

       How could such Chunjun have no memory of Demon Zhen?

       Ling Xiao couldn’t help but start to doubt.


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Chapter 21 – Master

       Zhuo Yue, tormented by fear for so long, was now near collapse. He leaned quietly against Fang Mingyan’s shoulder with half-closed eyes, like a beautiful and obedient doll. Fang Mingyan carried him into the bathroom and placed him on a specially arranged chair. After removing his shirt, he gently stroked his cheek and asked, “Can you stand up?”

       Zhuo Yue stood up with some difficulty. Fang Mingyan held his waist and unfastened his belt with one hand. After taking off his outer pants, he stiffly held down the other person’s hand that touched the underwear. Their gazes overlapped, and there was an obvious warning in the man’s dark eyes. He lowered his head, awkwardly dropped his hands to his side, and said softly, “I’m not used to it…”

       “Start getting used to it from now on.” Fang Mingyan’s hand hooked the edge of the underwear along the waistline and pulled it down little by little.

       The slowed-down movement was clearly intentional. Zhuo Yue’s face felt hot, and his body moved back unconsciously. At this time, the man tightened the other arm around him and put a slight force on his hand on his lower back, forcing this shy body to get closer to him.

       “From the moment the contract is signed, you no longer belong to yourself.” Fang Mingyan’s timbre was as low as the wind that swept across the sea. “Your body, your actions, all your attention and emotions belong to me. Bringing me joy is your only purpose for existence, and obeying my orders is the only thing you need to do.”

       “You said that this kind of game…should be voluntary.” Zhuo Yue said awkwardly.

       “You just voluntarily agreed to the master-slave contract I proposed.” The man let go and let his underwear, which had reached his thighs, fall to the ground and then turned on the shower head.

       Being tied up and tortured in that way can be considered voluntary consent?

       There was a powerless bitter smile on Zhuo Yue’s lips. Dense water droplets poured down like heavy rain, moistening Zhuo Yue’s hair and body, and the fine water droplets stuck to the slightly drooping eyelashes. His voice was barely audible over the sound of water, “Aren’t you afraid… that I will sue you?”

       “That’s for when you can get out of here, and as for now…” The man paused, frowned and said in a deep voice, “You must abide by my game rules. I usually don’t have much patience when it comes to teaching novices, so you’d better learn as soon as you can, otherwise I will use some special methods to help you improve your memory, like putting you back in a cage full of cameras.” He looked at the terrified Zhuo Yue and continued, “The first thing that needs to be adjusted is how you address me. You will always call me ‘Master’ and use honorifics when you are not specifically asked to do so. In the presence of a third person, I allow you to call me ‘Sir’. When I call your name, it signifies that I grant you an equal status. Do you understand?”

       Zhuo Yue tightened his lip lines and nodded in embarrassment.

       There was a coolness in Fang Mingyan’s gaze, and he looked at him without making a sound.

       Zhuo Yue was stunned by the sight; his face flushed, and he whispered, “Understood…” and then moved his lips but made no sound.

       “Can’t bring yourself to say it, huh?” The man suddenly grabbed his arm and pressed him against the bathroom wall. Before Zhuo Yue could react, that hand had already grasped the delicate shaft between his legs. Zhuo Yue gasped unexpectedly. In terms of strength, he was completely at a disadvantage. He was imprisoned between the wall and the body by the other party. His back was pressed against the cold and wet tiles. His body could not help but shrink, and he uttered a cry of mercy, “Don’t…”

       Such terminology obviously does not comply with Fang Mingyan’s language standards. He narrowed his eyes slightly, closed his palms, and used his strength punitively.

       “Ah──” Zhuo Yue trembled in pain and instinctively wanted to push him away, but the prospect of a more painful punishment sent shivers down his spine. The one inflicting pain upon him asserted dominance with a firm attitude, leaving him no room for refusal.

       “You can try your best to run away, resist, or not cooperate, if you are not afraid of pain.” The man said coldly.

       “Why are you doing this to me…” Zhuo Yue looked at Fang Mingyan sadly. Before he finished speaking, the strength on that hand became a little stronger, making him gasp in pain.

       “Slave, I just taught you how to talk to me.”

       There was a thin layer of mist in his eyes, and he tremblingly uttered the word that he was ashamed to say with a cry, “…Master.”

       The man released him and said, “Repeat.”

       “…Master.”

       “Repeat again.”

       “Master.” Tears welled up in his eyes, mixing with the water drops that wet him like raindrops. At this moment, Zhuo Yue had nothing; even the clothes he used to cover his body had been stripped off like a soulless doll waiting to be manipulated by the person holding the strings.

       Fang Mingyan reached out and raised his face slightly, letting him look at him. The moment the man’s hand touched his body, one could clearly feel the sudden tension in his body. This was a reaction of resistance and the reason Zhuo Yue didn’t hide was because he was afraid.

       Afraid of the room with the camera, afraid of pain, afraid of punishment, afraid of  his own self in front of the man.

       There was an inexplicable suffocation surged in the man’s heart, but his face remained calm and expressionless. “The second rule is to answer my questions truthfully. I need to understand your condition, so you are not allowed to hide anything from me. When you answer, you must look at me and make your statement as clearly as possible. Do you understand?”

       “…Understood, Master.” He said these few words in an awkward manner.

       Either obey or be punished. As a Dom, Fang Mingyan used such a cold and rough method to set rules for him, forcing him to recognise his absolute authority. This rule was deeply imprinted in Zhuo Yue’s heart, making him obediently hand over his autonomy to the other party little by little.

       “The third rule is that I have one-way sole ownership of you, and all your rights come from my giving.” Fang Mingyan’s hand gently teased the genitals between his legs, arousing his instinctive stiffness. “Everything about you belongs to me, including your body.” His fingertips caressed the top of Zhuo Yue’s genitals, causing him to tremble. “It is my freedom to decide how to use it, and you do not have the right to refuse. You are not to let anyone touch you without my permission, and you’re also not allowed to masturbate. Understood?”

       After hearing the words ‘no masturbation’, Zhuo Yue’s face suddenly turned red as he recalled the time when he was caught. He responded in a very soft voice, “…Understood, Master.”

       “Very good.” The man took off his soaked clothes, revealing his muscular body. The two of them were naked, facing each other in the thick wet hot air. Zhuo Yue’s breathing was stagnant. He didn’t know where to look and turned his eyes to one side in embarrassment.

       After the command, ‘No movement allowed’, Fang Mingyan began to give him a bath.

       This was the first time since his mother passed away that someone else had done this for him. The memories of his childhood were fuzzy, and now that another man was doing it for him, it was so awkward that he was at a loss for words.

       To his surprise, Fang Mingyan’s movements were gentle and meticulous, unlike his coldness when giving orders. There was no erotic element in touching or caressing, and his attitude was as serious as carving a precious handicraft. When rinsing his hair, he even thoughtfully covers the foam that runs down above his eyes.

       The light fragrance of the shower gel lingered in his nose, and his anxiety was washed away bit by bit by the water of just the right temperature, and his body gradually relaxed from the initial stiffness. He stood quietly with a slight blush on his face, letting the other person’s hands roam around his body, touching every part of his body. When the man’s fingers slowly slid along his spine into the crevice between his buttocks, Zhuo Yue could not help but tremble slightly.

       A secret and vulnerable part of him was unreservedly examined and touched by another man with nothing to hide.

       Along with the shame, there was also a sense of belonging, as if this body really belonged to the man in front of him.

       After washing, Fang Mingyan wiped the water off his body and gave the order.

       “Go wait outside.”

       Just outside the bathroom was the master bedroom. Although Zhuo Yue had lived here for a while, this was the first time he had entered the man’s bedroom.

       The slightly dull light grey tone was neutralised by the white fabric. The overhead lamp had a branch-like design, casting a fluorescent glow throughout the room. Zhuo Yue looked around, and his gaze settled on the standing birch wood coat rack. Two identical silk robes hung there. Feeling awkward being naked, he hesitated for a moment before picking one of them and putting it on.

       There were several photos on the side cabinet, including group photos and landscapes. In one of them, Fang Mingyan was wearing a black formal suit, holding a silver trophy in his hand, and an uninhibited smile on his handsome face. This photo was probably taken when he received the award for Asia’s Best New Director Award. His black eyes were shining with pride.

       Zhuo Yue was looking at the photo when there was a noise behind him. He put the photo down and turned around to meet the man’s cold gaze. This gaze made him very uneasy, and he stood in place at a loss for words.

       “Did I give you an order to get dressed?” Fang Mingyan put on another nightgown and asked in a cold tone.

       “Because there are two hanging items, I thought…”

       “The question I just asked was, ‘Did I give you an order to get dressed?'” The repetition made him feel even more oppressed. Zhuo Yue froze and said, “No…”

       “Take it off.”

      Zhuo Yue pursed his lips, took off his clothes, and hung them back up.

      Fang Mingyan sat down on the single sofa and said, “Face me and kneel down.”


Notes:
So, there was a note from the end of season 1 where the author said they were making some changes about the character and also some lines in the novel. It turns out that it’s the note for season 2, not season 1. I noticed there are several differences from the aggregator, and I mixed it here and there only to realise some changes were necessary because the action in the next chapter will explain it better
Just like in this chapter, Fang Mingyan is already holding a whip but then in the next chapter he was just taking a whip. I decided to erase it to avoid confusion


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Chapter 16

       After Pei Qing laughed, he kept the bottle of beer and drank it.

       Zhan Weiyang held the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other and concentrated on eating.

       Qin Yishan occasionally asked Zhan Weiyang two questions. After Zhan Weiyang answered diligently, she spent most of the time chatting with Pei Qing.

       Zhan Weiyang heard Qin Yishan ask Pei Qing, “Do you have a girlfriend?”

       Pei Qing said, “No.”

       Qin Yishan asked: “You didn’t date in college? You should be quite popular with girls, right?”

       Pei Qing said, “I haven’t met the right one.”

       Qin Yishan said with a half-smile, “So, ‘the right one’ is just a metaphysics, something you can use to reject anyone you’re not satisfied with.”

       “No,” Pei Qing said, “I haven’t met someone suitable yet. I have high spiritual requirements and pursue some illusory things. If I don’t like it, it’s not suitable. If it’s not suitable, I won’t accept it.”

       Qin Yishan folded her arms on the table, leaned her upper body slightly forward, and asked Pei Qing, “Will you exclude me from being suitable if I am older than you?”

       Pei Qing stroked the fog on the surface of the beer bottle with her fingers and said, “No, suitableness is not a range, it’s just a feeling.”

       Qin Yishan sighed with a somewhat exaggerated sigh, “Then it would be better to make a list of ranges.”

       Pei Qing smiled.

       Zhan Weiyang felt like he understood what they were talking about, but not entirely. However, he learned that Pei Qing didn’t have a girlfriend. That was quite strange. Zhan Weiyang realised he had never really thought about whether Pei Qing had a girlfriend or not. Subconsciously, he always assumed Pei Qing didn’t have one, just like Zhan Weiguang didn’t have one, and he himself didn’t have one.

       He was almost full, put down his chopsticks, stood up politely and said, “I want to go to the bathroom.”

       Pei Qing stood up to let him go and asked, “Can you find it?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked up and saw the sign for the bathroom, nodded and walked over there.

       The restroom in the restaurant was small and shared by men and women. He walked to the door and knocked on the door. After making sure that no one was inside, he reached out, turned the handle and entered, then locked the door.

       After he finished peeing and went back, Zhan Weiyang approached the table where they were sitting from behind Qin Yishan and heard her say to Pei Qing, “Your younger cousin doesn’t look like a high school student, more like a child.”

       Pei Qing heard this and said, “Yes, how cute.” After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Zhan Weiyang, waving to him, “Yangyang, come back and sit down.”

       Zhan Weiyang walked back to his seat and sat down, but he didn’t touch the chopsticks again. He was already full and was waiting for Pei Qing and the beautiful sister to ask him to leave together.

       After almost two minutes, Pei Qing noticed that Zhan Weiyang had not moved his chopsticks and asked him, “Are you full?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I’m full.”

       Pei Qing said, “Wait for us a little longer.”

       Qin Yishan then said, “Since we are all full, let’s go.”

       They came out of the restaurant, and Pei Qing said that he would accompany Qin Yishan back.

       Qin Yishan refused and said, “It’s my turn to take you back. You two are still students.” She was very determined and took the initiative to take a taxi, making sure to take Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang back first.

       Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang sat in the back seat, and Qin Yishan sat alone in the passenger seat. No one spoke much on the way until the taxi stopped at the entrance of Zhan Weiyang’s neighbourhood.

       Qin Yishan got out of the car with them and said to Pei Qing, “See you tomorrow.”

       Pei Qing nodded, “Be safe on your own.”

       Qin Yishan smiled and said, “I’ll call you when I arrive later.”

       Pei Qing said, “Okay.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Take care, Yishan jie.”

       Qin Yishan said to Zhan Weiyang, “Okay, goodbye Yangyang.” She waved her hand, turned around, got into the taxi, and asked the driver to drive.

       Zhan Weiyang turned to look at Pei Qing and said, “I think this sister is very good.”

       Pei Qing laughed and said, “Really?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing patted him on the back and said, “Let’s go back.”

       The two of them walked towards the neighbourhood. Pei Qing was half a step behind Zhan Weiyang. Looking at his back, he suddenly asked, “You didn’t bring back your schoolbags today? Are you not going to study in the evening?”

       School bag?

       Zhan Weiyang stopped in confusion. Where is his schoolbag? I’m finished! Zhan Weiyang was so panicked that he almost spun around in circles. He had forgotten about Chen Youyou. His schoolbag was still on the seat opposite Chen Youyou in the restaurant where Xie Ling worked!

       His face turned pale, even the dim light at the entrance of the residential area made everything clear. He hastily reached out to grab his phone, only to remember abruptly that he had turned it to silent during class and later absent-mindedly stuffed it into his backpack at the restaurant. It must be lying quietly inside now.

       Pei Qing asked, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang grabbed Pei Qing’s arm and was so anxious that he almost cried, “I forgot about Youyou.”

       “That classmate of yours?” Pei Qing asked.

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       “He didn’t call you?”

       “My cell phone is in my schoolbag, and it’s there with him.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Do you remember the phone number?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head.

       Pei Qing asked again, “Do you know where he is?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing said, “Let’s go find him.”

       They took another taxi, and as soon as Zhan Weiyang got in the car, he hurriedly said, “Sir, we are going to Food Joy Fast Food.”

       The driver said lazily, “Where is this Food Joy Fast Food?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Jinfeng Road.”

       The driver pressed the meter and drove out, “Then give me directions when we get to Jinfeng Road.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s heart was so anxious that he clenched his hands into fists and kept banging his left and right hands against each other. He cautiously leaned over and urged the driver, “Can you go a little faster?”

       The driver said, “It’ll be quick, little buddy.”

       Zhan Weiyang then leaned back on the chair and stared straight ahead.

       Pei Qing noticed that the force of their fist bump was strong, and their joints even made a sound upon impact, which must have been painful. Unable to resist, he reached out and pressed his hand on Zhan Weiyang’s hand, saying, “Don’t worry, Chen Youyou is a high school student now, not an elementary school student.” When Pei Qing was in high school, he spent almost half of his time living alone.

       Zhan Weiyang stopped his somewhat nervous movements and said, “He’s going to be angry.”

       Pei Qing said, “When you said you were looking for a classmate, it was Chen Youyou?”

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned for a moment, then lied guiltily, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing said, “But when you saw me, you forgot about the appointment with your classmate?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Ah…”

       Pei Qing said to him, “Apologize properly later.” Actually, he was more worried that Chen Youyou had gone back, and Zhan Weiyang didn’t remember Chen Youyou’s phone number. Then they would have to make a trip to Chen Youyou’s house to make sure that he had arrived home safely.

       At that moment, Pei Qing suddenly thought: I wonder if Zhan Pengcheng has ever been tired of his life?

       The car stopped at the entrance of the Food Joy Fast Food restaurant. As Pei Qing paid the driver, Zhan Weiyang hurriedly got out of the car. He first looked into the fast food restaurant and saw that the seat they had just been sitting in was no longer occupied.

       In fact, the fast food restaurant was about to close. Although the lights were still on, there were no customers at the table, and only a few waiters were cleaning.

       Pei Qing suddenly pulled Zhan Weiyang’s arm and pointed across the street.

       Zhan Weiyang turned around and saw Chen Youyou squatting across the street and looking here. There was a schoolbag at his feet, which was Zhan Weiyang’s schoolbag.

       “Youyou!” Zhan Weiyang shouted as he ran towards Chen Youyou.

       Chen Youyou had a stern expression. When Zhan Weiyang ran up to him, he stood up, grabbed his schoolbag and threw it on Zhan Weiyang. Unable to restrain his anger, he asked, “You… Where, have you, been?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t know how to explain, he said, “I’m sorry.”

       Chen Youyou said, “I called, ten, or dozen times. But you, didn’t answer!”

       Zhan Weiyang hugged his schoolbag, lowered his head and said sadly, “My mobile phone is in my schoolbag.”

       Chen Youyou shouted, “I’m, going to explode!”

       A couple nearby were cuddling together and passed by them. Suddenly, they heard a roar, and they were so frightened that they walked around in a semicircle and away from them.

       Zhan Weiyang held his schoolbag in his right hand and pulled Chen Youyou’s sleeve with his left hand, pleading, “Don’t explode.”

       Chen Youyou was so angry that he couldn’t breathe properly, and his thin chest heaved hard.

       Pei Qing stayed across the street without passing by, watching them from a distance, waiting for them to speak between themselves.

       The nearby fast food restaurant turned off the lights, and Xie Ling walked out of it. When passing by Pei Qing, he stopped, glanced across the street, and then walked across the street.

       Xie Ling stopped in front of Chen Youyou and Zhan Weiyang and said to Chen Youyou in a cold tone, “Crazy, don’t follow me.” After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for their reaction.

       Chen Youyou and Zhan Weiyang were both stunned. After a while, Chen Youyou shouted, “Just. Go. Die!”


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Lmaooo, I actually was wondering where Youyou is or will he just magically disappear and everything fades to tomorrow
Apparently he really got left behind, lololol


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Chapter 15

       The woman next to Pei Qing looked to be in her twenties, wearing a blouse and a skirt, with long curly hair. She was very beautiful.

       Zhan Weiyang kept staring at the woman, wondering who she was.

       Pei Qing noticed Zhan Weiyang’s gaze and said to him, “This is the sister of the company where I am interning. Her name is Qin Yishan. You can call her Shan jie.”

       Qin Yishan smiled and said, “He can call me jiejie, but you don’t have to.”

       Pei Qing smiled and said nothing.

       Zhan Weiyang was still staring at Qin Yishan in a daze.

       At this time, the traffic light at the intersection had turned green, and Pei Qing said, “Let’s cross the street first.” When he was about to walk forward, he saw that Zhan Weiyang was not moving, so he reached out, grabbed his wrist, and led him across the street before letting go.

       They walked across the street and stopped again.

       Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiyang, “Why are you here?”

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, “I’m here to find my classmates.”

       Pei Qing asked him again, “Did you find them?”

       Zhan Weiyang thought that he had already met Xie Ling, so he said, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing said, “Have you eaten?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head.

       Pei Qing said, “We are getting ready to have dinner. Let’s go together.”

       Qin Yishan stood by the side with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Her gaze shifted between Pei Qing’s face and Zhan Weiyang’s face. A faint smile lingered on her own face throughout.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t think much, nodded, and said, “Okay.”

       Pei Qing then turned to Qin Yishan, “Where is the restaurant you mentioned?”

       Qin Yishan looked forward and said, “We’re almost there.”

       The three of them walked forward side by side. Zhan Weiyang felt a little awkward walking beside Pei Qing.

       Qin Yishan asked Pei Qing as she walked, “You said your family isn’t from here, right? Then how come you have a younger brother here?”

       Pei Qing said, “This is my younger cousin, Zhan Weiyang.”

       Qin Yishan glanced at Zhan Weiyang, who was walking on the other side of Pei Qing, and said, “Younger cousin, no wonder you don’t look alike.” She looked at Zhan Weiyang’s school uniform and asked, “High school student?”

       Pei Qing responded, “Second year in high school.”

       Qin Yishan smiled at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang wasn’t actually very happy, but he still smiled back at Qin Yishan out of politeness.

       Qin Yishan took them to a restaurant specialising in beef. When they entered, there was an empty booth by the window. Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiyang to sit inside, and he sat beside him. Qin Yishan sat opposite them and waved for the waiter to come and take their order.

       When the menu was brought, Qin Yishan took it and handed it to Zhan Weiyang, saying, “Younger cousin, you can order whatever you want. Jiejie will treat you to dinner today.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at the menu in front of him and felt momentarily at a loss.

       Pei Qing lowered his head, approached Zhan Weiyang and said softly, “Just order it, I’ll treat you.”

       When Qin Yishan heard this, she immediately said, “That won’t do, we agreed that it’s jiejie’s treat.”

       Pei Qing said, “Didn’t you say that I don’t have to call you jiejie?”

       Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but look up at Qin Yishan and saw her looking directly at Pei Qing with a completely different smile on her face, which Zhan Weiyang couldn’t describe. He reached out and pushed the menu in front of Pei Qing and said, “I don’t know what to order.”

       Pei Qing took it and handed it back to Qin Yishan, saying, “It’s better if you do it.”

       Qin Yishan no longer refused this time and familiarly ordered three dishes and a soup, handed the menu back to the waiter, and then said, “This restaurant really tastes good.”

       Pei Qing nodded, “What you recommended must be good.”

       Tonight, Pei Qing was working overtime for a while at the company where he was interning. When it was about to end, Qin Yishan, who worked in the company, took the initiative to invite him to have dinner. The two of them had some contact at work, but not much. Pei Qing was a little surprised but didn’t refuse.

       This restaurant was also Qin Yishan’s suggestion. It was not far from their company. It took the two of them less than twenty minutes to walk from the company. If they hadn’t met Zhan Weiyang on the way, it would have been faster.

       The restaurant’s business was so good, but the food service seemed a bit slow.

       While waiting for the food to be served, Pei Qing had been chatting with Qin Yishan, and the two of them were talking about things related to their work. Because Pei Qing was only a senior in college, Qin Yishan also gave him a lot of career advice about his future.

       “Are you planning to go to graduate school?” Qin Yishan asked Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing replied, “I’m considering it.”

       Zhan Weiyang could understand at most a third of what the two of them were talking about. He had been sitting quietly. At first, he was listening to their conversation and watching them, but later, he was shaking his legs restlessly.

       Pei Qing stretched out a hand under the dining table to hold down Zhan Weiyang’s shaking legs, looked at him, and asked, “Are you hungry?”

       Zhan Weiyang was actually hungry, but he shook his head and said, “Not hungry.”

       Pei Qing’s hand did not move away from his leg. Through the thin layer of school uniform pants, Zhan Weiyang felt the warmth and pressure of his palm. When Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but fidget again, Pei Qing’s fingers even tightened inward, giving him a little pinch.

       Zhan Weiyang felt itchy from being pinched by him and did not dare to move.

       Pei Qing called the waiter and asked her how long the food would have to wait. When the answer was a little perfunctory, she asked the waiter if there were any snacks that could be served immediately.

       The waiter said there was Ice Jelly1Bingfen, also called ice jelly, is a Chinese dessert native to Southwest China in provinces such as Sichuan, Guizhou, and Yunnan. It is served as a bowl of iced transparent jelly, made from the seeds of the Nicandra physalodes plant, along with toppings like haw flakes and wolfberries.

       Pei Qing looked at Qin Yishan, “Yishan jie, do you want it?”

       Qin Yishan said, “I don’t eat cold food.”

       Pei Qing said to the waiter, “I want a bowl.”

       The waiter turned and left and quickly brought them a bowl of brown sugar Ice Jelly and placed it on the table. Pei Qing released the hand holding Zhan Weiyang’s thigh and lifted it up to hold the small spoon in the bowl, stirred the brown sugar liquid that was covered on top of the Ice Jelly before pushing the whole bowl in front of Zhan Weiyang and said, “You eat first. “

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head, took a spoon and took a spoonful of Ice Jelly, and put it into his mouth. He felt that the Ice Jelly was sweet, and he felt less anxious instantly. He turned his head and looked up at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing was also looking at him, and after meeting his gaze, he smiled at him.

       Zhan Weiyang then also smiled, lowered his eyes and continued to eat the Ice Jelly.

       Qin Yishan supported her chin with one hand and looked at them for a long time before saying, “You take good care of your younger cousin.”

       Pei Qing said, “I am now living in their home. My uncle and grandma take good care of me. It is my duty to take care of him.”

       Strictly speaking, Zhan Weiyang’s grandmother was Pei Qing’s grandmother, but in the end, there was no blood relationship. After Pei Qing came here, he had been calling Zhan Weiyang’s grandmother, Grandma, and no one thought there was anything inappropriate.

       Qin Yishan didn’t know about Pei Qing’s relationship with the Zhan family, so naturally she thought nothing was wrong. She just looked at Pei Qing with a smile and said, “Your character is much more mature than your actual age.”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Maybe I just look older.”

       “I’m talking about personality, not appearance,” Qin Yishan said, “When you first came to our company as an intern, I felt that you were calmer than other college students. Nowadays, many men are still like children after they graduate from college and work. You… On the contrary, are still a student but feel more stable and reliable than them.”

       Pei Qing laughed, lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and put them down gently without saying anything else.

       At this time, the waiter finally brought the dishes.

       Qin Yishan asked Pei Qing, “Want to drink some beer?”

       Pei Qing said, “Do you want to drink? If you want to drink, I can accompany you.”

       Qin Yishan shook her head, “I don’t drink.”

       Pei Qing said, “Then I won’t drink either.”

       Hearing this, Qin Yishan said, “Drink some. This kind of weather is suitable for a bottle of beer.”

       Pei Qing seemed to hesitate for a moment, then raised his hand and asked the waiter to open a bottle of beer and bring it over.

       The beer was frozen, and the glass bottle was covered with a layer of white mist.

       Zhan Weiyang had just finished eating the Ice Jelly and saw the mist on the wine bottle. He couldn’t help but stretch out his finger to wipe it.

       Pei Qing reached out to pick up the wine bottle and put it on Zhan Weiyang’s face.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Oh!” and hurriedly ducked to the side with his neck scrunched up. When he couldn’t hide away, he raised his hands to cover his face.

       Pei Qing asked him, “Want to drink?”

       Zhan Weiyang covered his face, which was red from the cold, and nodded.

       Pei Qing stretched out the mouth of the beer bottle in front of him. He really thought that Pei Qing wanted him to drink, so he leaned over and as soon as his lips touched the mouth of the bottle, Pei Qing took the bottle away and said, “I just remembered. You are still a high school student, you can’t drink.”

       Zhan Weiyang wanted to say that he had actually drunk with Chen Youyou, but he was afraid that Pei Qing would be angry if he found out, so he said, “I just remembered too.”

       Pei Qing immediately looked at him and smiled.


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Chapter 41 – Homeward Journey (2)

       There has never been a day as lively as today on All Universe 818. The forum is dominated by a big red headline, ‘Live Broadcast! Imperial Wedding! Grand Celebration! Unparalleled! Invincible True Love!’.

       There was a lot of excitement in the palace. Ba Jin directed more than a dozen butlers to prepare things for the wedding, including sceptres, swords, crowns, royal family cloaks… Fortunately, Duke Arthur sent his team of butlers, and Ke Qing was currently helping everyone lay out the carpets.

       When Shen Zhuofan arrived, Qin Yun was struggling with the outfit in the master bedroom. He had put on his shirt and trousers and was busy tying his bow tie halfway through putting on his vest. His hair was too messy, and there was no time to style it. He only wore one sock, and he didn’t know where the other had gone… He was on the verge of tears when he saw Shen Zhuofan.

       “Come and help me get it! Armbands! And tie clips…” Qin Yun started to look for socks, “Where are my shoes?!”

       Shen Zhuofan was speechless, “…You don’t look like you are getting married…”

       Qin Yun finally dug out his shoes from under the bed and complained, “I told Xi Zhao last night to ask him to wait a few more days, but he refused!” The Queen-to-be held the shoes and climbed out of bed, saying, “I didn’t sleep well all night! I’m so nervous that I feel like peeing every moment…”

       “…” Shen Zhuofan rolled his eyes and said, “Sit down, and I’ll help you comb your hair first.”

       Qin Yun quickly agreed, “Okay!”

 

       Moschery came in while he was halfway through combing his hair. He was dressed in the highest-grade commander uniform, a black high-collared military suit. He wore the Emperor’s Medal on his chest, and a heavy crimson royal cloak hung straight down to the ground from his back.

       Shen Zhuofan looked at Qin Yun with an expression of ‘look how reliable your husband is’. He stood up and saluted the Emperor respectfully, “Your Majesty.”

       Moschery nodded slightly and looked at his guide, “Can you wear it?”

       Qin Yun awkwardly said, “Just so-so…?”

       Shen Zhuofan couldn’t help but laugh. He neatly combed Qin Yun’s hair and said cheerfully, “I’m going to work in the front. Your Majesty will do the rest for you.”

       “…” Qin Yun watched helplessly as he abandoned him. In desperation, he could only stare at Moschery innocently.

       His Majesty the Emperor raised his eyebrows. He slowly took off his gloves and took a few steps forward to help Qin Yun stand up.

 

       Vest, bow tie, bow tie pendant… Moschery’s fingers carefully pressed Qin Yun’s front. He lowered his head with a serious and meticulous expression.

       Qin Yun watched the Emperor kneel down on one knee, put his cloak on the ground, lift up one foot and put on a sock, then the other, and finally put on military boots and tie the shoelaces.

       “Come.” Moschery stood up, opened his white military jacket and motioned for Qin Yun to reach out.

       “…” Qin Yun was too cautious to move and allowed the other party to adjust his belt, put on his sword and put on the medal. Moschery took the royal family’s cloak that was placed on the tray, shook it off and put it on the back of his guide.

       “Don’t be nervous.” Moschery lowered his head and kissed Qin Yun’s lips. He gently pressed his forehead against his, “I’m by your side.”

       Qin Yun opened his mouth, “I’m afraid of what will happen if I tremble when I put the ring on…how many people will see it?”

       His Majesty the Emperor’s expression was a little subtle, “A live broadcast… can probably be seen by the whole universe.”

       Qin Yun: “…”

 

       Ba Jin knocked on the door a few times to urge the two of them. Qin Yun was still struggling with the issue of ‘the whole universe could see it’. He checked his appearance one last time and muttered, “If so many people are watching, what if I get nervous and trip? Will the Cabinet cause trouble? Should I carry a high-energy cannon just in case…”

       “…” Moschery stroked his forehead patiently. He felt that even without the guide, his mania would be cured a little bit every day, “I will support you and prevent you from falling. Skarter already has his eye on the Cabinet, so there won’t be any trouble. As for the issue of so many people watching…”

       A gentle smile appeared on the Emperor’s face, “I don’t think that is a problem at all. At the very least, so many people have seen that you married me, and it won’t be easy to get a divorce even if you want to in the future.”

       “…” Qin Yun curled his lips disdainfully, “That makes two of us…don’t even think about finding a mistress in the future.”

       Moschery: “…”

 

       The doors from the bedroom to the main hall slowly opened one after another. Ba Jin bowed respectfully and saluted. The Emperor held Qin Yun’s lower back and stepped on the red carpet that was spread all the way to the door.

       The morning light shines brightly into the terrace in mid-air, and Moschery’s rhinestone-covered aircraft leads the Royal Guards into the sky.

       The salute was fired, and the sunlight fireworks bloomed brightly in the air.

       Qin Yun turned to look at Moschery beside him. His Majesty the Emperor took the ring box from Ba Jin and spread his palm towards his guide.

 

       The platinum ring was smoothly inserted into Qin Yun’s ring finger. Qin Yun took a deep breath and held Moschery’s hand…

       “…” Qin Yun was about to cry without tears. He couldn’t stop shaking. He tried putting the ring on the Emperor several times but failed. The Emperor’s face darkened, and finally unable to bear it, he snatched the ring and put it on his own finger.

       “Trash!” Moschery said bitterly. He couldn’t help but pinched Qin Yun’s neck, pressed the back of his head and blocked his mouth.

       Tristana took the lead and whistled cheerfully under the balcony, “This is a global live broadcast, Your Majesty! Don’t let Her Royal Highness the Queen get off the stage!”

       Qin Yun’s face turned red. Moschery took a while before letting him go, his thumb deliberately or unintentionally wiping the water stains at the corner of his lips, “Klaas’ Bonding Heat potion has been developed.” His Majesty the Emperor suddenly said. His gaze, staring at Qin Yun, was a little dark, and his voice was low. He said, “We can try it tonight.”

       Qin Yun: “…”

 

       The evening banquet was attended only by close friends and family of Qin Yun and the Emperor. Moschery found them too noisy and wore a displeased expression all night. Arthur held a wine glass and teased him, “Don’t be too impatient. Starting tomorrow, you can take a long honeymoon. You have plenty of time to enjoy yourselves.”

       The Emperor thought thoughtfully, “Do you still have the pheromone suppressant?”

       “Yes.” Arthur said frivolously, “What’s wrong?”

       Moschery, “I’ll trade you a Bonding Heat potion, and you give me all the pheromone suppressant potions you have.”

       Arthur was silent, “How many times do you plan to do it tonight?”

       Moschery did not answer directly. He said impatiently, “It’s always good to be more prepared. I can’t hurt him…” After a pause, the Emperor looked a little embarrassed, “And I’m also afraid that I can’t control myself.”

       “…” Arthur understood very well. He patted Moschery’s shoulder sympathetically, “I understand. It’s been really hard on you after being a virgin for so many years.”

       Moschery: “…”

 

       Qin Yun drank a little too much, and his hair, which had been combed during the day, was messed up. His bangs were stuck to his forehead. The smell of alcohol was a little on his face, and he looked at Moschery with bright eyes and smiled.

       “What are you talking about to Duke Garcia?” Qin Yun untied his tie and opened his collar a little, “I just logged in to All Universe 818. The videos and photos were pretty good… It’s just that I looked a bit silly. I was so nervous that I forgot to smile. ”

       Moschery narrowed his eyes and lingered near his exposed collarbone, “You don’t have to smile at others…” The Emperor couldn’t help but stretch out his hand to help him fasten the button again and said solemnly, “Take it off when you get back.”

       Qin Yun craned his neck and muttered something that Moschery didn’t hear clearly.

 

       Everyone at the dinner table had long lost their usual seriousness and restraint.

       Shen Zhuofan was already sleepy, half-dozing in Arthur’s arms. Skarter, having taken off his military uniform, propped up his head and gazed affectionately at Lin Dongliang, who was peeling shrimp for him. Only Tristana remained energetic, challenging Chen Xiao to a drinking game with clenched fists…

       “I never thought we were really married.” Qin Yun sighed. He stretched out his hand to shake the ring on his ring finger, but the Emperor held it in his palm mid-air.

       Moschery clasped his fingers with him and said in a disdainful tone, “What else can we do if we don’t get married? I told you I would give you half of the sovereignty of this country.”

       Qin Yun laughed and said half-jokingly, “What else can you give me besides this?”

       “I can give you a lot more.” Moschery took his hand and placed it near his heart. He looked into Qin Yun’s eyes and said slowly, “All my love and all my life.”

       Qin Yun was speechless for a long time. He only felt that his hand seemed to be able to touch Moschery’s fiery beating heart. The temperature was so hot that it seemed to burn the palm of his hand.


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Chapter 39 – Chunjun

       The inhumane abuse on the stage continued, and Song Jun was horrified. He stood up again and tried to stop them but was knocked to the ground again by Ling Xiao.

       Ling Xiao stepped on Song Jun’s chest with the hard soles of his leather boots and asked the question again, “Are you really Chunjun?”

       Song Jun said, “What Chunjun?! I don’t know what you are talking about!”

       Ling Xiao stretched out a hand to raise Song Jun’s face, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said, “He is very similar to Chunjun.”

       At this time, the tall man who brought Song Jun in came over and said, “Ling Xiao, you can see clearly. This man is really Chunjun, and I have seen him with Demon Zhen with my own eyes, and now Fengliu1Feng Junyuan and Longshao2Long Xing and Yueya[/mfn]Xi Anling[/mfn] have appeared, and the person next to that old demon can only be Chunjun.”

       Ling Xiao’s expression was icy cold, and no one knew what he was thinking. After a while, he said, “Do you understand any of what I just said?”

       The man was stunned when he heard this.

       Ling Xiao said, “I have never seen Chunjun show such pure and kind eyes. How could the former best killing sword in the world become like this?”

       Song Jun still didn’t understand what they were talking about. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the stage. The young man had been whipped to the point of dying. Song Jun has heard of this kind of punishment in ancient times. People who have been flogged may or may not die, but he always believed that it was caused by wound infection due to a lack of medical conditions in ancient times. But today, he might have to see how a person was beaten to death with a whip.

       The boy was lying on the stage at this time, and the clothes on his back had become tattered, and the flesh and blood oozing out of it could be seen. Although his mouth was blocked, Song Jun could still hear his ragged gasps. There was a wheezing sound, and the rhythm of the breathing began to become slower and slower.

       The audience in the bar was very excited. At first, they were attracted by the commotion in Song Jun’s direction. Later, when they saw Ling Xiao catching the person, they all turned their attention back to the stage. At this time, some people were even whistling and cheering, and some shouted, “Kill him!”

       Song Jun looked back at Ling Xiao and said, “He is really going to die.”

       Ling Xiao said to him, “So what if he dies? You have been stained with the blood of so many people. Why are you so pretentious now? Is it possible that by ascending with Demon Zhen, you can really develop a bodhisattva heart?” Ling Xiao laughed out loud, “What a joke!”

       Song Jun looked confused. He had no idea what Ling Xiao was talking about, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with him.

       At this time, the boy was grabbed by his legs and dragged towards the backstage.

       The stage lights were turned off and replaced with soft music, restoring the original atmosphere.

       Song Jun wondered if there was a way for him to escape after witnessing all this. Could he call the police? Would Xia Hongshen come to him if he found out that he was missing? Was there any way Long Xing could find out his whereabouts?

       While he was thinking anxiously, Ling Xiao grabbed him and threw him on the sofa next to him.

       Song Jun struggled to stand up when he suddenly saw the dying boy who had been whipped on the stage walking out from the backstage. He had changed into a set of clothes, and his whole body looked intact, without any trace of injury.

       Seeing his appearance, Song Jun was stunned.

       The young man also noticed Song Jun looking at him and walked towards this direction. Suddenly, he transformed into a golden fox and rushed towards Song Jun, wanting to bite him.

       As a result, Ling Xiao grabbed the back of its neck, threw it aside, and hit the drum kit next to the stage hard.

       The little fox turned over and stood up, baring his teeth.

       Ling Xiao shouted, “If you make trouble again, get out.”

       The little fox glanced at Ling Xiao, finally restrained his claws, and sat down to stare at Song Jun.

       Song Jun’s face turned pale with fright because he had seen Xiang Wenshi before, but now he finally reacted quickly and said, “A demon?”

       “Are you afraid of demons?” Ling Xiao sneered, “You have been with that old Demon Zhen for so long, and you are still afraid of demons?”

       Song Jun still shook his head, “I don’t understand what you are talking about?”

       Ling Xiao was about to speak when suddenly, the little fox sitting on the ground said, “He killed my brother!”

       Song Jun looked at the little fox. Although he knew he was a demon, he couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “He was clearly beaten up just now…”

       “It’s just an illusion,” Ling Xiao explained, “Xiang Wenxi doesn’t have any other abilities. He’s just good at illusion.”

       Song Jun looked at the little fox named Xiang Wenxi and asked, “Are you Teacher Xiang’s younger brother?”

       Ling Xiao snorted coldly, seeming to be very disdainful of Xiang Wenshi.

       Song Jun thought of another thing, “So you stole my mobile phone? You wanted to steal pieces of Thousand Years Lamp?”

       Before Ling Xiao could speak this time, he suddenly heard a fierce banging sound coming from the door of the bar.

       The originally noisy environment in the bar immediately became quiet. The guests all stood up and looked towards the door of the bar. Then they heard another noise, and it turned out that someone was banging on the door outside.

       Ling Xiao said, “Demon Zhen.”

       The whole bar suddenly became commotion because of these two words.

       Ling Xiao grabbed Song Jun and threw him at the little fox, saying, “Take him first!”

       The little fox grew taller and bigger than a person. It used its tail to wrap up Song Jun on its back like Xiang Wenshi had done before and ran towards the back of the stage.

       Song Jun only felt that the scenery in front of him was changing rapidly. He couldn’t see anything clearly at all. He only felt that the fur under his body was soft. He was being carried by this golden fox, and he didn’t know where he was running.

       After an unknown amount of time, the little fox stopped, slowly walked forward a few steps, loosened its tail, and let Song Jun roll to the ground.

       Song Jun’s stomach jolted, and he almost vomited.

       The little fox also turned into a human form. He reached out and grabbed a handful of shaggy golden hair on his head and pulled out the pendant around his neck from his collar. Song Jun saw that it was clearly a piece of Thousand Years Lamp, which had been used as a mobile phone chain before on his phone.

       “Where is this?” Song Jun asked, stroking his chest.

       Xiang Wenxi said, “This is an abandoned building in the north of the city, fenced off and waiting for demolition.”

       Song Jun stood up and found that the surrounding area was pitch black. It looked like an abandoned building, and the entire floor was very open. It might have been a large shopping mall or supermarket in the past.

       Until now, Song Jun didn’t know much about what happened except that the boy in front of him was a fox demon. He didn’t even know why he escaped with him.

       The surroundings were dark and terrifying.

       He asked Xiang Wenxi, “Why do we come here?”

       Xiang Wenxi stood quietly and said, “Waiting here for Ling Xiao to come over.”

       Song Jun was not willing to stay here and wait for Ling Xiao to come over. Because the surrounding was a completely closed environment, there was no light at all. He didn’t even know which direction to go.

       But he still tried to take a step and then heard Xiang Wenxi say, “Don’t move recklessly, or you might get trapped in my illusion.”

       “What illusion?” Despite asking, Song Jun still tried to take a step forward.

       At this time, he saw light coming from a distance.

       “Who is it?” Someone asked loudly from a distance while walking in the direction with a flashlight.

       Song Jun looked back at Xiang Wenxi and saw that Xiang Wenxi had not moved, so he took two steps in the direction of that person and asked, “Who are you?”

       The man walked closer and closer with a flashlight. Song Jun finally saw his appearance clearly. He was a simple middle-aged man. The man said, “I’m the gatekeeper. Who are you? This building is scheduled for demolition. Why did you come in? There’s nothing here!”

       Song Jun breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’m sorry, I’m going out right now.”

       “Tsk!” the middle-aged man said, “I don’t know how you sneaked up here. Young people nowadays really think there is nothing here. What is there to do? Come on, follow me out!”

       Of course Song Jun would like someone to take him out.

       Looking back, Song Jun wanted to find Xiang Wenxi but found that he had disappeared.

       The middle-aged man urged him, “Let’s go quickly.”

       Song Jun hesitated, and asked the man, “Uncle, did you just see a young man with me?”

       When the middle-aged man heard this, he said, “Where is the young man? I only see you.”

       Song Jun said, “The one standing next to me.”

       The middle-aged man held up a flashlight and waved around, “There’s no one around. Don’t scare people by telling nonsense at night. I saw you were alone from the beginning to the end.”

       Xiang Wenxi was a demon, and Song Jun had not forgotten it. Compared with the demon, Song Jun felt that the uncle in front of him was more reliable. After hearing the middle-aged man’s urging again, Song Jun followed him forward.

       When they were far away, Xiang Wenxi appeared on the spot, looked at the direction Song Jun left and said, “I told you not to walk around casually.”

       Whether it was a supermarket or a shopping mall, it was surrounded by a completely closed environment. It was already night, and the lights from outside couldn’t penetrate at all.

       The road Song Jun could see was illuminated by the middle-aged people next to him holding flashlights.

       He didn’t know which direction they were walking in, but large shopping malls like this usually only had elevators, and the stairs were often in the corners of the shopping mall, making them not easy to find. The old shopping mall had a power outage, so of course, it was impossible to take the elevator downstairs. Maybe they could go down from the stopped elevator, but he didn’t know if it had been demolished, so the middle-aged man around him probably took him to the stairs to find the safe passage.

       “It’s so dark. How did you find your way up?” the middle-aged person asked. “Aren’t you afraid?”

       Song Jun didn’t know how to answer, so he had to say, “I originally had a flashlight, but it ran out of power just now.”

       The middle-aged man responded, “Oh… What’s so fun about this? You’re still a student, right? A middle school student?”

       “No, I’m a college student,” Song Jun was embarrassed to say that he was a graduate student.

       As the middle-aged man walked, the flashlight in his hand swayed up and down according to his walking posture. Song Jun could not see in the distance. He could only see the road ahead, which was full of dust and waste.

       The two people walked to a wooden door. If they expected correctly, there should be a safe passage behind this fire door.

       Song Jun was half a step behind the middle-aged man, and he waited for the middle-aged man to open the door.

       At this time, the middle-aged man said again, “It’s so dark. How did you find your way up? Aren’t you afraid?”

       Song Jun was about to answer him when he suddenly realised that this middle-aged man had only asked this question once before, and the content of the question was exactly the same as his previous question.

       After hesitating for a moment, Song Jun said, “My flashlight is out of power.”

       Then, he heard the middle-aged man say, “Oh… What’s so fun about this? You’re still a student, right? A middle school student?”

       After hearing these words, Song Jun’s arms were instantly covered with goosebumps. He slowly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man’s face.


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and her original novel about a sly cute dragon here~
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