Xu was fattened by Jiufeng's blood, burned his head, and Guang Tongchen has been clamping down on the painting heart and refusing to let go.

Listening to the sound of his continuous and rapid breathing close to her ears, the warm breath fell between her lips and teeth, and even her first trace of embarrassment drowned out.

She was ashamed to find that no matter how many times she tried, she really liked the feeling of grinding with his ears and temples, indescribable familiarity, as long as she closed her eyes, it was full of Junyi's breath, full of honey-like memories of her and Junyi's years.

If he were Junyi......

If she marries him......

How nice that would be.

She thought.

Just as the painting heart indulged her boldness, she suddenly felt the lips that fell on her with the light and dust getting hotter and hotter.

It was so hot that it almost burned her.

It wasn't a normal temperature, and she had also felt the heat of the book's affection, not at all like the light and dust, as if the red lotus karmic fire was burning on his lips.

Feeling the subtle tremor of the painting's heart, Heguang Tongchen, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and looked at her fixedly, ** his eyes were full of guilt.

He reached out and stroked his reddened lips, but the fingers were as hot as his.

All over his body, it was as if there was a fire burning, and even his breath was emitting white smoke.

Could it be that there is something wrong with Jiufeng's blood?

It shouldn't be, Jiufeng's blood has passed through her body, and it is impossible to hurt him again.

Huaxin immediately realized that something was wrong, and regardless of shame, he reached out and clenched his knuckles, staring at him with heavy eyes.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked him, "Did you go crazy and be devoured by the Red Lotus Karma Fire?"

He Guang Tongchen wanted to hug her into his arms, but he was afraid of burning her, so he only reached out to straighten her scattered sideburns, and pulled out a far-fetched smile from the corner of his mouth, saying, "It's okay." ”

And how can it be okay?

Although he has no intention of going to the Buddha, he just occupies a body that was born with the life of a Buddha and a monk.

Since he escaped from the red lotus karmic fire in Qingyin Lake, he often has a dream.

There is always a mysterious voice in the dream that says, "Killing is like a demon, ** desire is like fire, only two are not broken, and a safe life." ”

He didn't understand it then, but he gradually understood.

This body, before he took it, seemed to have made a pact with the Buddha to kill and not break, as for the reason, his remaining memories are unsearchable.

And the color precept was set by himself and the Buddha a month and a half ago, in order to understand the medicinal properties of the drunken life dream death pill, and also to cut off his thoughts about her.

Therefore, even if he does not abide by the other precepts and rules of Buddhism, only the killing precepts and the color precepts must not be broken, and once the vows are broken, they will be eaten by the red lotus karma.

The killing ring was broken as early as when Lin Xiange saved the painting heart, and on that day he killed seventeen people in a row, and suffered the pain of the red lotus industry fire for seventeen days in succession.

And today, he has moved**, and he has been eaten again, and he understands that in this life, he and her, the love stops at hugging, and no matter how much warmth is intolerable.

As Chi Ming said, he can no longer be regarded as a normal man now.

Desire together, karma burns the heart.

This is his life.

No matter how hard he walked back to her, and then to her heart, he was always tormented by the most primitive impulses, and always bound by the most hopeless fate.

Capturing the helplessness in his eyes, the painting heart suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Is there anything unspeakable about him?