Chapter 1202: Invisible Desires

Facing the deep side of his heart, he seems to have made a decision without thinking, he is a martyr on her life path, maybe only when he stands in front of her and lets her see how ugly her heart is, he can show his true suppressed self to madness.

Lust, disorganized.

But to overcome, to kill your own desires.

He looked at himself standing in front of him, it was the evil self that had gathered in the depths of his heart, and he wanted to withdraw from this illusion, and he wanted to kill himself.

Outside, Cheng Yu and Aoki were still in a stalemate, and they noticed that Lao Wanfeng's body trembled, which was a sign of imminent awakening.

And the stone pillars of the illusion also made a terrifying breaking sound, and countless bricks and tiles fell from above.

"If you miss this opportunity, you won't have it again." Aoki emphasized again and again in a solemn tone.

If you can't do it, I'll help you. ’

Countless branches spread out at the foot of Lao Wanfeng, entangling him, but he was suppressed by Cheng Yu with his strength, unable to grasp the vital point.

"You're going to kill us all!" Aoki's tone was accentuated.

"It's not hard for you to leave now." Cheng Yu understated.

Aoki raised his eyebrows: "This is a good opportunity for me to kill him, I won't miss it." ā€

"Then you have chosen a path that will die with us."

As the two argued, they heard a frightening creaking sound from the floor beneath their feet.

This place is about to collapse, and Lao Wanfeng's green tendons have also collapsed, he seems to be fighting his nightmare, Cheng Yu is a little curious about what kind of demons he will face?

What kind of demon would he be for a person who always seems to be heartless?

In the middle of her thoughts, Aoki's branch had condensed into a sword, and it was about to attack him, Cheng Yu grabbed the branch tightly, and the blood from his broken hand dripped down.

The blood dripped on the back of Lao Wanfeng's hand, and it actually silently submerged into his body.

Both of them were stunned.

When Lao Wanfeng was struggling with his evil thoughts, he suddenly noticed a figure standing behind him, which was actually a completely unexpected face.

"Why are you ——? here?"

He asked blankly, "Are you also my inner demon?" ā€

Cheng Yu's figure just stood = in that place, her eyes were sad and desolate, stained with resentment and hatred, looking at him wordlessly.

"Why?" He tried to look at her through his apparition, but his evil body suddenly turned around and grabbed her by the throat.

"Whew-"

She let out a mournful cry.

"Stop!" Lao Wanfeng said angrily: "What are you doing! She has nothing to do with us! ā€

However, evil thoughts still haunted her, Lao Wanfeng wanted to save her but had no way to start, in the lightning and flint, he seemed to understand the meaning of this out, and the creepy thoughts rose up behind him.

Why does one's own evil react so much?

At the moment when Lao Wanfeng hesitated, his evil thoughts suddenly penetrated Cheng Yu's body, and his palm passed through Cheng Yu's chest, as if he wanted to grab her heart.

But there was nothing.

She didn't even bleed, and the palm of the hand she pulled out left only a hole.

"It's—"

He looked at Cheng Yu's empty chest in disbelief, and when he wanted to hold her fallen body, he felt an unbearable pain in his chest, as if he wanted to peel off his flesh.

Cheng Yu pierced his chest, sharp nails, clutched his heart in his hands, and wanted to pull it out.

The bloody heart was pounding in the palm of her hand, and he almost spasmed in pain, and she just watched it all indifferently, with a frantic gesture on her face.

His own evil thoughts caressed her cheek from behind, revealing a hideous and admiring look, and he watched happily as she clutched his heart, and he seemed to want to drag her to hell, whispering in her ear and letting out a broken laugh.

"Stop!"

Holding back the pain in his heart, he reached out to her, trying to stop her, but felt her fingers sink a little deeper into the flesh.

His heart seemed to be about to explode, and his evil thoughts frantically instigated Cheng Yu, but he heard a mournful call in his ears: "Wake up!" Wake up! What are you doing! ā€

This is Cheng Yu's voice, he thought in a daze, the light in his mind suddenly shone brightly, and Cheng Yu, who appeared in front of him and took out his heart, turned into her who was full of anxiety and called out loudly in front of him.

Cheng Yu desperately grabbed Lao Wanfeng's hand, Lao Wanfeng's consciousness suddenly sobered up a little, and suddenly pushed the person in front of him away as if he was a little jealous, and looked at his hand again, full of burning and sticky blood.

He's actually digging out his own heart.

"The space has collapsed!"

Out of nowhere came a sharp scream, and the steep slope under his feet made him slide down, Cheng Yu pounced forward, rubbing his hand without grabbing it, he looked at her and jumped down from above him without the slightest hesitation.

Lao Wanfeng, who didn't come back to his senses, didn't prepare at all, Cheng Yu actually hugged him, and the dead branches that came from nowhere hung her waist, and hung them in the air in a daze.

"Chengyu."

He squirmed his throat and swallowed the bloody breath: "What's going on? ā€

He saw the stone fall from his side, into the yellow-brown pool below, and immediately turned into white smoke and vanished.

The pain in his chest still hadn't erased half of it, but he knew that he was deep in the sea of consciousness, and the barrier that had been here was suddenly shattered, and it must have been something they touched.

Cheng Yu gripped his hand with difficulty, and from the branches and vines came a human head made of branches, and he used the leaves as his facial features, and opened his mouth vividly.

"Cheng Yu, let go of his hand."

Lao Wanfeng's eyebrows raised, and when he saw her resolutely clutching herself, she gritted her teeth: "Aoki!" ā€

Lao Wanfeng looked at the beads of sweat on her forehead silently, and shouted at him: "Don't come up quickly!" ā€

As long as Lao Wanfeng wanted to, he could completely spread his wings, and his strength was also buffered by seventy or eighty percent, but he didn't make any moves.

Cheng Yu was obviously about to run out of strength, but Lao Wanfeng knew that he had always known that Cheng Yu was hiding something from him, and her heart was heavy, which was vividly reflected in every blunt change of attitude with her.

"Is this your friend?" Lao Wanfeng asked.

"I can't hold on anymore! Don't talk this nonsense anymore! "It's rare for Chengdu and Chongqing to have such an emotional moment.

"Let him go! What else do you have to hesitate about? Aoki insisted.

"Looks like your friends don't like me." He said, looking at Cheng Yu: "Your previous disagreement was because of me, and it seems that it was for my life." ā€

Cheng Yu was silent, and Lao Wanfeng acquiesced to her, and chuckled: "You don't have to hide it from me, the moment I met you, I knew that you were here to kill me." ā€

Cheng Yu's eyes widened.

"You've tried to kill me three times in total." Lao Wanfeng said: "The first time, on the night of the first day we met, you lurked in my room, but left because my enchantment could not be lifted, the second time, I deliberately evacuated the enchantment, waiting for you to attack me, but you changed your mind and did not start, and the third time, at this moment, you want to kill me, but you don't want to kill me." ā€

Her eyes sparkled, but they sank deep into the night.

"You already knew. But why are you still putting me next to you? ā€

"I wonder what the reason is." Lao Wanfeng thought for a moment: "But now I can basically be sure. ā€

"What do you think of?" Aoki asked.

"You're from Cloud City, and if I'm not mistaken, the person who asked you to come is plain, right?"

He asked.

Cheng Yu paused.

"Over the years, I really want to be grateful that Suyi still misses me so much." There was a hint of coldness in his smile, as if he was constantly entangled with this person.

"In order to prevent me from finding her, Suyi really spent a lot of effort, and now, after I failed to get the position of the priest, I am worried that I will do some drastic measures, so let you cut your mouth?"

Lao Wanfeng's words silenced both of them.

"It seems like I'm guessing the whole story, but that's okay." He raised his hand and broke Cheng Yu's fingers one by one and said: "My grievance with him will be resolved sooner or later, no matter what reason you want to stop, it is not worth letting you take this life, listen to him, go back with your companions." ā€

He seemed to be patiently coaxing her, but it made Cheng Yu's eyes redden.

"No! I can't send you to death! ā€

"You can't seek death yourself." Suddenly, his ankle was entangled in a branch, and he was dragged upward, and an extremely impatient voice came from the side: "You can die, but you must die under her hands, otherwise, she will die, not you." ā€

Lao Wanfeng stood firm, and finally saw the man who was manipulating the branches, his body still exuded that pure and cool breath, as if he could wash away the filth wherever he went, and his eyes were slightly raised, looking at him with unkind eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" Lao Wanfeng asked.

"It's literal." Aoki didn't want to say anything more to this person, and frowned at Cheng Yu, who was bent over and gasping for breath: "You wasted another opportunity." ā€

"I said that no one could do anything to him but me." She struggled to regain her strength.

And now it is in an embarrassing stage, on the one hand, the window paper between them has been pierced, since the purpose of both sides is exposed, how can they continue to pretend not to care as before?

However, he just looked at Cheng Yu, saying those unclear words in his mouth, but his heart was churning with gloom.

He already knew who she really was.