Chapter Eighty-Three: Give Me an Answer
"Dreams?" Yanluo stretched out her hand and stroked Mo Pupil's cheek, Mo Tong seemed to be stunned for a moment, but she didn't move, letting her cold fingers linger on her cheek.
"Smoke! The two of us are now in the illusion of the Dream Demon! Looking at the anxiety in Mo Pupil's eyes, Yanluo suddenly laughed.
"Why aren't you hiding?" There was a hint of banter at the corner of Yanluo's mouth, which made Mo Tong so embarrassed, as if she was looking at her own shadow.
"Yanluo, what do you want me to do?" The voice is very low, but it is still pleasant to turn into the ears of Yanluo.
She had called her name countless times in her heart, the lover who had been carved into her bones and blood, was now in front of her, so close, so close that she could touch his face as long as she stretched out her hand and now, and she could feel his powerful heartbeat as close as she could.
Is this a dream? If it was a dream, it was also a beautiful dream, the most gorgeous flower that bloomed in the trajectory of her ill-fated life.
Yanluo smiled and leaned over slowly, her autumn-like eyes looked straight at Mo Tong, who just looked at her helplessly at first, wanting to take her hand away, but she was a little unbearable after all.
"Didn't you say that being with Ziyi was the best ending? Didn't you lead the marriage line to Ziyi? Yue Lao Shangxian, now, why don't you even dare to look at me! "Yanluo's eyes are shining, as if hiding a pool of calm lake water.
This woman who is usually silent and cold, now! Those eyes seemed to contain thousands of dazzling fireworks, so that Mo Tong did not dare to look directly.
"Smoke! Smoked dill! Murmur whispered her name.
Yanluo suddenly took her hand away, and Mo Tong only felt the shackles on her cheeks be removed. His heart was empty, and this time he didn't laugh, but put his hands on Yanluo's shoulders.
Facing Yanluo, he said, "What's the matter?" Let's get out of here, shall we? ”
The gorgeous smile on the corner of Yanluo's mouth looked in Mo Tong's eyes, but there was a slight pain in his heart.
Yanluo shrugged her shoulders and staggered Mo Tong's hand, "Not good!" Give me an answer now! ”
"That demon beast goes and returns, it's very unusual, the longer the two of us stay in this illusion, the easier it is to sink in, Yanluo ......" Mo Tong's words were only halfway through before he was interrupted by Yanluo.
"I don't want it! I'll give you two options now. Either stay with me or we'll die here together! ”
"Yanluo, what else can I do for you?" The little helplessness at the corner of Mo Tong's mouth instantly stabbed Yanluo's heart.
Yanluo shook her head as she stepped back, "You." Never knew what I wanted! ”
Mo Tong bowed slightly, "Yanluo, the happiness Ziyi you want can be given to you!" ”
Yanluo's chest trembled violently, "You, what I want is you!" Can he give it too? ”
As he finished speaking, large tears rolled down his cheeks. Yanluo turned her back. Mo Tong could only see her twitching thin shoulders, and his heart was tearing with pain.
He silently hugged Yanluo's trembling body, at first Yanluo was still struggling violently, but gradually she gave up the struggle, and lay on Mo Tong's shoulder and cried loudly.
It seems that all the tears of this life have been shed at once.
Mo Tong sighed and patted Yanluo's shoulder, but he didn't say a word.
Who can now understand the pain in his heart: together, what can it be like to be together? Why be so persistent? What's wrong with just going along with your heart and being willful once?
Just thinking about this, he had suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. It can't go on like this.
If you are so soft-hearted, what good is it for Yanluo? His own body has long been unable to toss. The real body can't come back, he can only be a wandering soul, floating within the six realms, but he is so reluctant, he wants to wait a little longer, and strive for a little more time to be with Yanluo, even if it is in the form of Qin Lie.
Mo Pupil's eyes were tightly locked on Yanluo's sobbing little body, but he could only say in his heart, "I'm sorry Yanluo, please let me be selfish once, I really want to accompany you like this, all the time, to live the life you want"
Yanluo's cry gradually faded in the empty illusion, Yanluo didn't know how long she had been crying, she slowly raised her head, the sadness on her face had long been hidden, and she stared at Yue Lao Motong with an indifferent face, "Just these two choices, you choose!" ”
Mo Tong looked at the coldness on Yanluo's face and didn't smile, this seemed to be what he knew on weekdays.
"Smoke!"
"I don't want to listen to anything else, you can tell me clearly, which one do you choose!"
Mo Tong's gaze staggered Yanluo: "It's not only love!" ”
"Love!" Yanluo was ecstatic in his heart, so he still loved himself.
Mo Tong saw the joy that flashed on Yanluo's face, and shook his head helplessly. I couldn't help but get closer, there was a familiar peach blossom fragrance that stimulated Yanluo's sense of smell, Yanluo subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but this action failed, the whole body has been taken into the air, and the warm palm of the ink pupil wrapped Yanluo's small hand.
A pair of inky black eyes looked at her so closely, it had been a long time since they had taken such a quiet look at each other, Yanluo thought like this, and she and Mo Tong flew up in mid-air.
When she came back to her senses, Yanluo desperately wanted to shake off Mo Tong's hand, but Mo Tong refused to relax at all.
Yanluo finally lowered her head and leaned on his back, listening to his powerful heartbeat, all the grievances and unwillingness before were now all forgotten.
"This illusion is not terrifying, the mana of the dream demon is shallow, it can only restrain us here, and it can't cause us harm for the time being, but that demon beast! I don't know why I broke into the dream demon's fantasy realm."
"Two demons? You're saying there's another demon who wants my life? But not a dream demon? ”
Mo Tong nodded, "Maybe it's not a demon, what the dream demon wants is the same as the general monsters in the world, they just want to get the supreme power and let their lives be more leisurely, but they will be hunted down by hunters again"
Yanluo groaned for a while before she reacted, she didn't seem to be angry anymore, but she still pouted and pushed Mo Tong, "Who wants to talk to you!" “
Mo Tong held Yanluo's hand tightly, "I've already said it, it's hard to swallow it back!" ”
"You? Hmph, where are you like the old moon immortal in this heavenly realm! ”
"You said that the old moon fairy is an old man with a big belly and white hair in the imagination of mortals. Where is I so beautiful! ”
Yanluo turned her head and wanted to sneer, but the moment she touched the inky black eyes of the ink pupil, she was also stunned.
I saw the old moon ink pupils, dressed in a black luxurious fairy robe, the fluttering robe sleeves with a little uninhibited, the slightly reddened hairs on the sideburns, naughty flying in the air, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, deep eyes, as if there was infinite suction.
Yanluo couldn't feel the immortal power on his body, so this month, Lao Motong was also a standard beautiful man. (To be continued......) R1292