Hate.

The seven emotions and six desires of the cold sound are strange and weird.

In the face of the "saint" who slaughtered Xu Nan in his previous life, his mood did not fluctuate, even if he killed people, he was always careless. At this time, he said hatred to Xu Nanlian.

The associated withered branches quietly dug their roots into the flesh and blood of the cold sound, and the neck was soaked in blood, and a cluster of bright phoenix flowers slowly bloomed.

The passage of life is not a wound, and it cannot be transferred by "replacing the body with the body".

The two of them were separated by a cobweb of dead branches, and their eyes looked at each other through the gap.

Just one word of "hate" made Xu Nanzhi, who had always been arrogant and irreverent, show such a dazed look, his tears were not dry, he looked at him without looking away, and repeated almost masochistically: "I hate you."

hates that he obviously let go of the cruel words of "don't ask", but still goes to find the embers; Hate him for allowing him to live in the pain woven of guilt for so long.

The guilt accumulated over the years absorbs the pain as nourishment, and it twists inch by inch into a gratuitous hatred for Xu Nan.

After being reborn, he saw the living senior brother, and subconsciously hid the hatred and buried it in the depths, but the resentment was like a prairie fire, the more depressed it was, the more overwhelming it burned.

…… A stronger self-loathing in the birth.

In the past few decades, obsession has become a demon, and disgust has deteriorated into self-destruction.

Su Hansheng looked directly at Xu Nanzhi, trying to find the long-awaited ...... from his face Hatred and contempt for oneself.

"He treated me so with all his heart, that I didn't know how to hate him because I didn't have a whole body. He should ...... this kind of selfishness."

The headless ghosts that were hugging all around almost merged with Xu Nan in front of him, roaring at him. "…… would actually resent the senior brother who raised you and saved you, how could there be a sanctimonious person like you in the world?"

"It is always said that Chongjue is born evil, aren't you the same, I don't know what is evil, you are really a natural pair." "Hahaha, be punished, be punished."

Su Hansheng listened to the evil words of the headless ghost all the year round, and sometimes he would go crazy with the malice in them, but at this time, his eyes bent and laughed, he raised his hand and waved it violently, and put a finger against his pale lips.

"Shut up, I'm talking to my brother."

Xu Nanzhi watched the cold sound speak to the empty void, and his whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cave. "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Countless vitality continued to pour in from the meridians of the cold sound

Associated trees, more and more dead branches spread uncontrollably in all directions.

Left and right waited but only waited for an inconsequential inquiry, Su Hansheng grabbed the gap between the dead branches with his five fingers, and suddenly seemed to be provoked, and said coldly: "Speak, Xu Nan. I'll let you talk!"

The cold voice revealed all the darkness, filth and distortion in his heart, and even the nature of a madman was undisguised. Xu Nanzhi shouldn't have been this reaction.

He should rebuke him, hate him, call him a wolf-hearted dog, a wicked species that rots in the dirt!

Speak.

Even if it's just one word.

In an instant, all the headless ghosts seemed to be completely controlled by Su Hansheng, and the powerful ghosts who had always only scolded him really "shut up" as he said, and turned to Xu Nanzhi together with Su Hansheng.

Waiting for his answer.

There was silence all around.

One by one, the tendrils silently pierced three inches of the heart of the cold sound, and it was only one moment that he could absorb all his vitality.

The sound of the cold was almost desperate to be completely relieved. Suddenly, "Okay."

Su Hansheng looked up in shock.

Xu Nanzhi stood in front of the cobwebs woven by withered branches, quietly looked at the junior brother in front of him who was almost crazy, and when he saw that he was stunned, he repeated again: "Okay, even if you hate me."

The blood marks under Su Hansheng's eyes seemed to be lighter, and he looked at Xu Nanzhi blankly. But that's hatred for no reason.

Why can Xu Nanzhi accept it so easily?

The strange arrogance on Su Hansheng's body disappeared in an instant, like a cat that stretched out its paws to scratch people, and subconsciously felt that he would be beaten, but found that the raised hand was only gently stroked on his head.

The kind of panic that suddenly let go of the helplessness swept through the whole body.

Xu Nanzhi seemed to have no idea how to parry the crazy cold voice at this time, and said with a normal expression: "If you want to hate me, hate me, hate me if you want to kill me, I don't blame you."

Su Hansheng looked at him blankly, tears were still on his face, and his snow hair was scattered, looking particularly pitiful. "......"

He didn't come up with a reason for "but" for a long time, and there was only one thought in his heart. Xu Nanzhi will not reject him or hate him because of his unfounded "hatred".

Suddenly, the demons that had followed him in his previous life suddenly dissipated, and all the self-loathing in his heart that had been born of that hatred over the years was also dissipated in Xu Nan's fluttering words.

What he has asked for all these years,

It's just a sentence from Xu Nan. Senior brother doesn't blame you.

Even if it was the senior brother who hated saving him and lost his life, it didn't matter if he was a little monster with a twisted personality....... Xu Nanzhi will treat him as before.

Suddenly, the sound of the cold followed his decades-old headless ghost into a sharp scream and roar, like a lonely ghost scorched by the sun, and the flames burst into flames.

The orange-red firelight was like a bloody phoenix bone fire, scorching the dense headless ghosts.

First the Taoist robe embroidered with the black magpie pattern was burned into powder, and then the scar on the arm, and everything that symbolized Xu Nan's title was burned to ashes.

Flames soar into the sky.

The cold sound was like a phoenix in Nirvana, and the dead branches in front of him were burned into powder and fell to the ground, and he staggered and pounced on Xu Nanzhi.

"Senior Brother......

Seeing that he seemed to have regained his senses, Xu Nanzhi immediately reached out and took him in his arms.

The beautiful pupils of Su Hansheng couldn't hide their joy, and the countless headless ghosts around him had completely dissipated into the heavens and the earth, and the tears in his eyes were falling down in an instant, and his cheeks were covered in an instant.

Xu Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but Yu Guang saw that the phoenix flower on his neck was still blooming slowly, and hurriedly said: "Xiao Xiao, first remove the companion tree on your body."

"Okay." Su Hansheng was extremely obedient, obediently gathered up the surrounding associated trees, held Xu Nanzhi's left hand in an attached manner, and wiped his tears for himself, "Senior brother, I am obedient."

The wound on Xu Nanzhi's body had stopped, and he staggered to his knees and sat down to catch his breath.

But seeing the cold sound followed him to kneel on one knee, his five fingers clasped the back of Xu Nanzhi's hand, and gently and gently wiped away the tears on his face with his calloused palm.

"Senior brother." Su Hansheng's eyes were crooked, and his amber eyes flashed with a strange sheen, and he smiled softly and asked, "Is my head good-looking?"

Xu Nan was stunned: "What?"

Su Hansheng held Xu Nanzhi's hand and let his five fingers on his neck, as if he was showing off a rare treasure, and his eyes were shining.

He gently rubbed the side face that had not faded into Xu Nan's palm, his lips were red like a bloodthirsty spirit, and he said softly: "If I like it, will I take it off and give it to my brother?"

It's a bit crazy.

Xu Nanyu's heart that he had just put down quietly rose again. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chilling sounds

But he blinked, his face was full of confusion, and then he seemed to remember something, and tore off the phoenix flower that grew from the flesh and blood on his neck, and smiled gently and obediently.

He handed the blood-stained flowers to Xu Nanyu: "My head can grow beautiful flowers, don't you want it, senior brother?"

Xu Nanzhi was terrified by what he said. "What do I want your head to do, don't talk nonsense. Let's go, senior brother will take you ......"

It was only at this time that Xu Nanyu realized that Su Hansheng had not recovered his senses at all, and the withered branches were still piercing into his bones, but for a moment, the pale face was already flushed with death.

"The ——! of the Cold"

Su Hansheng seemed to know nothing, and was still looking at him in confusion, not understanding why Xu Nanzhi refused.

Xu Nanzhi didn't understand why he just entered a secret realm, and his cold voice turned into this chilling appearance as if he had been stimulated.

I vaguely remember the "vast illusion" that the deputy envoy said, which can make people fall into the happiest or most fearful illusion of their lives. Is the sound of the cold sound in the depths of the nightmare realm at this time?

Seeing that beautiful flower clusters grew on his wrists that were coming towards him, it was so weird that it was terrifying, Xu Nan was in a cold sweat and hurried to stop it.

Caught off guard, boom——!

The secret realm of the fourteen floors combined into one layer suddenly shook the mountains, and the shallows were like a volcanic eruption, and steaming water vapor was bubbling out.

Two blood moons exploded in the air. In the collapse of the sky and the cracks, the ground cracked like a trench.

Xu Nan's pupils shrank sharply, and he was about to stretch out his hand to protect Su Hansheng in his arms.

But as soon as he moved, his waist tightened, and a withered branch wrapped around his waist and rushed straight away, forcibly lifting him up and sending him away to Yuan Qian, who was resisting the wind in the sky.

Xu Nanyu: "Xiao Xiao!" As soon as the words fell, the cold sound cracked violently under his feet, and the slender man fell straight down.

Xu Nan's eyes were scarlet, and he struggled to jump down.

The unlucky Yuan Qian was injured, but he still had to drag three oil bottles, and when he saw this, he quickly wrapped the tip of his tail around Xu Nanzhi and flew away frantically. "It's endless, isn't it?! Is this legendary Rotten Ke Secret Realm really going to us and having no return?!"

Xu Nan said sharply: "Let me go!"

If he doesn't stop it, the cold voice that has lost his mind may really kill himself! There are lessons to be learned from the past.

The passage of time with every breath turned into an abyss, dragging Xu Nan into the abyss and hell inch by inch

, but he could only be powerlessly entangled by Yuan Qian and escaped, and he couldn't even get close to Su Hansheng.

Utter despair swept over Xu Nanzhi, he was trembling all over, and his eyes were red. "Xiao Xiao

It was like purgatory below, and the secret realm was full of pitch-black abyssal cracks, turning the world upside down, and the Infernal Hell.

Seeing that Xu Nanlian didn't seem to be giving up and wanted to desperately get rid of the struggle and jump down, Wu Baili took out a longbow and was wondering whether to knock him unconscious.

Suddenly, Beggar Fu Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed out his finger in a dying state. "That's ...... World-honored?"

Xu Nanyu looked stunned.

The Shattered Blood Moon hangs high in the sky.

Chongjue walked out slowly from the fifteenth layer of Sumeru mustard, his plain white robe was well-dressed, but the green jade Buddha beads on his wrists couldn't stop dripping blood beads, and the Zen silk was stained with mud.

Sumeru mustard slowly closed, and only vaguely saw that it seemed to be full of blood.

Chongjue's eyebrows and eyes were filled with cold compassion, and he stood with one hand and silently recited the Buddha's verse, and then raised his hand and moved gently. A wisp of spiritual power poured out from his palm, and suddenly turned into a gust of breeze with the fragrance of Bodhi flowers, blowing through the vast secret realm in an instant.

Wherever the wind passed, the ground collapsed, cracking into countless black cracks that were intricately intertwined.

The students from all over the secret realm were swallowed by the abyssal giant mouth one by one.

The accompanying trees that shade the sky below are still showing their teeth and claws, but when the breeze blows

Later, the hideous and thick dead branches seemed to be afraid of something, and they burrowed back into the trunk like a snake.

However, in an instant, almost half of the companion trees in the secret realm were recovered.

A little blood was faintly oozing from Chongjue's neck, but it dissipated silently before it could overflow.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the gap where the cold sound disappeared, and his figure was like a fairy, suddenly turning into a snow-white streamer and falling towards the abyss.

Countless abysses swallowed everyone one after another, sending them back to the original secret realm.

The secret realm that had already been combined into one layer gradually separated with the pitch-black cracks, and with the breeze of Chongjue, it slowly returned into a fourteen-layer secret realm that did not interfere with each other.

The rotten Ke realm finally returned to peace.

**★

It was pitch black all around, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Someone covered his eyes, trapped his thin body in his arms, and a low voice sounded softly.

“…… When you were young, you had Ying Xuzong to protect you, and when you grew up, you had a senior brother to shelter you from the wind and rain, how can a flower in a greenhouse grow in the blood-stained scorched earth of Infernal Prison?

One hand gently

Stroking the side of his face, he said softly, "I'm protecting you."

Su Hansheng trembled, and his hands struggled to pull away Chongjue's hand that was covering his eyes, but it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, not moving at all, and finally he could only hang his hand exhaustedly.

Borrow, excuse.

Chongjue pinched his chin, made him tilt his head slightly, his slightly cool breath gradually approached, and a kiss fell lightly on the hot lips of the cold voice: Be good, dare to run away again......

As he spoke, the slightly cool hand slid down the sweaty calf inch by inch, and the big palm gently held the slender ankle. …… I will crush your foot bones inch by inch, so that you can only lie on the couch for the rest of your life from now on.

In the forbidden hall of the Infernal Prison, countless lotus lamps floated in the air, and the burning wax oil was piled down in layers, as if a hideous scarlet beast was hanging upside down.

The candle shadows are intertwined, like dense cobwebs.

Under the treacherous and grotesque lotus lamp, Su Hansheng leaned on Chongjue's arms, because of the half-kneeling posture, the bare ankle exposed a chain, and after the jingle crisp, it disappeared quietly.

Chongjue casually kissed the tail of his eyes with tears, his movements were gentle and gentle, and he tilted his head slightly to reveal the tooth marks oozing blood on his neck. You know, I've always done what I said.

Su Hansheng's lips were already stained with blood, he climbed Chongjue's shoulder and tilted his head, and raised his eyes to see countless lotus lamps with wax tears above his head, and the shadow of the ghost light lingered in front of him.

Chongjue, you will ...... in the future

There was a buzz in his ears, and his lips were slightly open, and the black thick that was tied into a narrow strip was bound between his lips and teeth, as if to restrain his indiscriminate biting stink.

Chongjue chuckled and said, "In the future, how?

The ten fingers that had been clinging to Chongjue's shoulder slammed into the cold, and the nails that had not been cut for a long time scratched the broad back with blood marks.

Chongjue hissed.

Su Hansheng has a strange temper and never likes to trim his nails - the reason may be that he was frightened by the picture of Chongjue holding a long, bloody knife and smiling to help him trim his nails.

Chongjue suffered by himself and was scratched by the "cat". Su Hansheng bit the narrow black silk in his mouth, whimpering and not speaking.

Chongjue clasped the back of his neck and asked him with a smile. What will happen in the future, even if the bed is a private meat. words, don't just say half a sentence.

Su Hansheng may have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and suddenly pounced forward, pinching his hands fiercely

Chongjue's neck used his strength to eat.

He bit the wet black silk, the tails of his eyes flushed, and the perennial amber pupils finally showed a hint of anger, and he struggled to make every word clear.

…… In the future, you must not fall into my hands.

The little madman used too much force, Chongjue's breathing was intercepted, and bright red finger marks even appeared on Su Bai's neck. He laughed out loud.

Chongjue completely ignored the hands on his neck that wanted to strangle him, grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pressed him in front of him, and the snow pupils smiled wickedly, like a fallen god and Buddha.

Okay, I'll wait.

The extraordinarily rough clouds and rain finally stopped. Su Hansheng curled up naked in the mess, his black hair covering his slender body that had not seen light for many years and became more and more pale, and fell into a deep sleep quietly.

Chongjue stood lazily on the side of the bed, tied up his long and scattered hair, his neck and back shoulders were either tooth marks or scratches, oozing wisps of blood, and he didn't leave his hand when he saw the little madman.

There was already a bruise on his neck, and he put on his robe indifferently and glanced slightly at the man lying on the bed.

Su Hansheng had a gold chain carved with countless runes on his ankle, a circle of finger marks on his ankle, and the red marks that Fang Hansheng couldn't help but struggle with when he kicked his shoulder.

Chongjue stared at him for a long time, and the god raised his hand and moved slightly. The gold chain that had been trapped in the cold for a long time quietly dissipated.

Chongjue seemed to have decided something, and it took a while before turning to leave.

He never stayed overnight next to Su Hansheng, this little madman looked sick like a cat without claws, but his temper was strange and he would suddenly go crazy from time to time - there were several times when Chongjue would have cut his neck directly if he hadn't woken up in time.

There is a soft collapse in the outer hall for only one person to lie down, Chongjue sits cross-legged and closes his eyes.

The sleepy Shu Han opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

He slowly propped himself up, his cold black hair draped over his back, and tilted his head along the gap in the bed curtain to look at the soft collapse beyond the beaded curtain. Chongjue has been completely settled.

Su Hansheng was stunned for a long time, and then dragged his heavy body and staggered barefoot to the bed, casually put on the black robe scattered on the bed, and walked out slowly.

Without the shackles of the gold chain, he successfully passed through the countless dense lotus lantern enchantments, crossed the Chongjue who had entered the meditation, and the wind he brought up shook the candle flames, and walked step by step to the outside of the forbidden hall.

He turned a deaf ear to all the threats of Chongjue, and he didn't care if his leg would be broken, and his eyes walked towards the light with a slump in his eyes.

Infernal

Outside the prison was full of the Breeze, who were eyeing his phoenix bones, but as if begging for relief, they staggered slowly at first, until they were about to leave the gate of the Forbidden Temple.

Chains can't imprison the dying who only want to kill themselves. The sound of the cold ran quickly.

But just before leaving the forbidden hall, a headless ghost suddenly appeared in the quiet surroundings, and they pounced on him with their teeth and claws.

Evil stars should be punished!

Su Hansheng's face turned pale instantly, and he looked at the freedom that was close at hand, and took half a step back in fear.

When he retreated back into the barrier set up by Chongjue with a frightened face, the demon in his heart seemed to be afraid, and was burned by the flames and turned into powder and disappeared into heaven and earth.

Su Hansheng stood there in a daze, staring at the "freedom" at his fingertips for a long time, and suddenly turned around without saying a word. …… Return to the Forbidden Temple.

The heart demon is afraid of Chongjue, and he can also appease the bone fire of the phoenix bone attack for him. Only by staying by his side can you get a moment of peace.

From beginning to end, the two of them were just tools for each other's use of each other.

He walked back to the forbidden hall with a cold sound, bent his knees and climbed onto the soft collapse of the outer hall, lifted the corner of Chongjue's robe on the right side of his placket, and curled up into a small ball of hidden in the narrow robe under Chongjue's ribs.

Close your eyes and don't move.

Chongjue always sat there with his eyes closed and cross-legged. In a dead silence, a drop of wax tears fell to the ground from the lotus lamp.

Chongjue suddenly opened his thin lips lightly and said lightly: Why don't you leave? The sound of the cold seemed to be asleep, and it did not make a sound.

Chongjue didn't wait for an answer, and opened his snow pupils: Su Xiaoxiao, speak.

Su Hansheng finally muttered and pressed his body closer to Chongjue's arms. Don't call me Xiao Xiao.

**★

Rustling......

It was as if an overwhelming flood was coming from all directions, and the cold sound was almost suffocating, and he struggled to open his eyes suddenly, and let out a breath with difficulty, and then coughed out heartbreakingly.

A hand gently patted his back, and a hazy voice came faintly. It's okay.

Su Hansheng coughed and looked up, Xu is eyes were soaked in water, and the people around him seemed to be extremely familiar. Esteem...... Chongjue?

The person who patted him on the back stiffened for a while before he said, "What?"

The chill returned to the second layer

In the secret realm, after finally stopping the cough, his vision returned to clear. Only then did he recognize that the person holding him was Wen Jingyu.

"It's Senior Brother Wen."

There was a pain in his heart, but when he looked closely, he found that the roots of the associated tree that had just taken root in his body and were absorbing vitality had disappeared without a trace.

Su Hansheng frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to urge the companion tree.

But the spiritual power had just condensed, and a burst of pain slammed from the inner mansion to Zhihai, so painful that he couldn't hold back a "hiss", covering his waist and abdomen, and almost fell headlong.

"Don't mess with your spiritual powers." Wen Jingyu twisted his eyebrows and supported him, The secret realm has been restored to its original state, and there will be no more danger - half of your vitality is gone, if I come half a step late, your life will not be guaranteed.

The madness of the cold voice had dissipated in the nightmare, and he covered his lips and coughed a few times, so dazed that he didn't want to speak. The secret realm is re-layered, and Xu Nan should be above the seventh layer. I won't be able to see him for a while.

Reason finally returned completely, and he was crazy to cut off his head and kick it to his senior brother to play with Su Hansheng inexplicably felt weak and timid, and even glad that he didn't have to face Xu Nanzhi immediately.

He still has time to make it up. Maybe you can use that "vast fantasy" to fool through.

The headless ghost's inner demons had completely dissipated, and when he leaned against the root of the tree and closed his eyes crookedly, and when he was exhausted, a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind without thinking.

…… I want to get into Chongjue's robe and sleep.

Cry of Cold: ......

The chill was immediately reacted, and there was another heart-rending cough, almost throwing up my stomach. Going crazy really hurts his brain, he's crazy and stupid.

When the cold sound was unstoppable, Wen Jingyu frowned slightly while comforting him. I don't know if it's because of the weirdness of the rotten Ke realm, or because of other reasons, he vaguely feels that the appearance of Su Hansheng at this time has a strange sense of familiarity.

It seems that at any time, he once held the person in his arms, indifferently watching his thin body cough and tremble under his palm, and his lips were burned red by the hot medicinal juice.

No...... Ahem, don't, woo! Thermal.

Su Han scolded himself, and when he inadvertently looked up, he saw that Jingyu was looking at him. "Senior Brother Wen?"

Wen Jingyu suddenly came back to his senses, the fragmented pictures in his mind suddenly dissipated without a trace, he rarely staggered his gaze, as if in order to hide something, he casually changed the topic: "Chongjue you just said...... Who is it?"

The Dharma name of the Lord of Mount Meru is known to no one except for a few close friends.

In a dream

The rough cloud and rain were still echoing in my mind, and I was so tired that I didn't want to answer casually. Delicate head.

Wen Jingyu: ...