The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

Xing Yang took a step forward through the water, hesitantly said: "Is it...Alan?"

It seems to be, and it seems not to be.The liquid in the blood pool was like a living thing, lingering around his body, and the rising mist was milky white, faintly mixed with a little crimson.

He couldn't see it clearly, and took another step forward tentatively.

He rarely misidentified the twins before, and the occasional few times were accidents.The expressionless face of the young man in front of him was hazy and unclear.

How to identify a person?

First is the face, people's faces are rarely [-]% similar, and twins will also have subtle differences; then there is personality, Qi Guanlan and Qi Guanshui look exactly the same, if they wear the same clothes, it is almost difficult to tell the real from the fake, Xing The method Yang uses to identify people has always been to look at personality—the way of speaking, gestures, and even small pauses in speech are all different.

But the young man stood far away, not speaking, expressionless.

Is it Qi Guanlan?

No matter who it is...you have to get out of here first.

Xing Yang walked forward, the blood rippled in circles, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. He walked a few steps, unimpeded, but his heart beat faster and faster.Where did the blood come from?

"Where do you want to go?"

The young man's voice was low and hoarse beyond recognition.His eyes moved slightly, and he stared straight at Xing Yang.

Xing Yang paused.

The young man paused every word, and asked again: "Where do you want to go?"

Xing Yang said softly: "Alan, I have to first..."

come out first.

Before he finished speaking, the young man by the pool suddenly raised his head, looked at him with resentment and longing, and with a light leap, his figure disappeared. A cold hand had already strangled his neck.

"Stay here." The young man rubbed his side face slowly, almost whispering, "Stay here, without my promise, you don't even want to go anywhere."

Xing Yang struggled subconsciously, this movement was very small, but the young man seemed to have been stimulated by something, the hand on his neck suddenly exerted force, Xing Yang only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next second he was slammed against him On the white jade wall by the pool——

Half of his body was still soaked in blood, and his shirt was torn in half with a snort, exposing his wheat-colored chest. Xing Yang choked up blood, coughed a few times in discomfort, and then his body froze.

The young man squeezed between his two/legs, and kneaded/squeezed his strong waist/belly with his hands leisurely.

Slowly, as if enjoying some delicious food.

The cold white jade was pressed against Xing Yang's back, and the undulating patterns were outlined against his skin. The young man in front of him buried his head in the socket of his neck and took a deep breath.

It smells so good.

His action made Xing Yang feel a little wrong, and he had no time to think about it in a panic, so he could only hold his hand down.The blood pooled into several lines and slid across his eyes, forcing him to close one eye.While trying to appease the young man, Xing Yang was in a hurry to gather up his clothes, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth, so he could only shout 'Alan' all over his body.

It was his fault.

10 minutes corresponds to nearly 20 years, so how long has it been since he was at home in this world...?

From child to teenager, twins have a low sense of security.Qi Guanlan occasionally slept with him a few times, and when Xing Yang woke up in the middle of the night, he could always see the young man curled up beside him, carefully holding one of his fingers.

He didn't dare to go beyond the slightest, as if those few inches of skin-to-skin contact had already satisfied him.

"'Alan'." The young man put out a half-smile, stuck out his tongue, licked/touched his soft earlobe, and giggled, "You said I am Qi Guanlan, then I am Qi Guanlan..."

It's too ambiguous.

Xing Yang felt extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to push it out, but he stopped after stretching his hand halfway, "Alan, you...wait for a while."

He pursed his lips tightly, feeling that this was wrong.

Why should he ask him to calm down and ask him to wait first?

He thought that the twins would have a wider road, that there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in the world of cultivation, and that the life span of practitioners is indelible and long.At the beginning, he used the thinking of a normal person to think. He has not lived through those hundreds of years of carelessness, and the sum of all the waking memories is only a few months.

He always felt that these days were just over.

But no.

A few days in this world have passed in the Shenxu... Hundreds of years?

Qi Guanlan grabbed his face.

His eyes were fierce, as if he was staring at a bloody enemy, his slender fingers pinched Xing Yang's cheek, forcing him to raise his head.The bright red blood permeated the sky and covered the sky, soaking the young man's clothes, and outlining a firm and well-fitting body wetly.

He looked at him with lowered eyebrows, and rubbed/rubbed his fingertips on his face vaguely, his eyes were full of desire/desire that could not be concealed.

this person.

This man, he knows how delicious it is.On countless beds in the dead of night, taking advantage of his deep sleep, he unscrupulously and carefully used his fingers to slowly outline the shape of his body.

Later he closed his eyes and was pierced by a sword through his chest, never wanting to wake up again.He took him away and returned to Miao Chunfeng, and no one allowed him to see him.

He built such a pool and used it as a bed for him to sleep in.Blood is such a good thing, it wiped away all the scars on his body, leaving only traces of him in the end.

——But one day, he suddenly disappeared.

Just like when he came.

"Alan... let go first."

Qi Guanlan stopped breathing.

"Let go?" He repeated, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he bit Xing Yang's shoulder, tearing the fragile skin, blood gushing out, he hugged him obsessively, wishing to tear him apart, and then Swallow it into the stomach.

"I let go, who are you going to find?"

Xing Yang didn't speak.

Qi Guanlan sneered, blood was all over his beautiful face, Yin Jie was like a ghost, he stretched out his hand to strangle Xing Yang's neck, and pressed him into the blood.Xing Yang was caught off guard, and his nasal cavity was filled with countless liquids in an instant.

- Whoops.

Qi Guanlan pinched his chin and lifted him up, and asked again, "Who are you going to find?"

Xing Yang turned his head, his wet hair stuck to his face in a mess, he was pressed in the blood and lifted up again, after choking on the blood, his throat was hot and painful, his nose was filled with the smell of blood, and his whole head felt dizzy when he went down several times. Up, the consciousness is fuzzy and unclear.

There is only the ghostly voice of a young man in my ear.

He was very strong, he lifted Xing Yang easily with one hand, and pressed Xing Yang's chest almost violently with the other hand.

He kept asking the same question.

"Who are you going to find?"

What kind of person is it that can make you keep thinking about it for decades?

Xing Yang was almost suffocated, as if a plastic tube had been stabbed all the way from his stomach to his head, he murmured: "...to find Feng Tianyue."

——to find Feng Tianyue.

He still has half a Bingdilian in his hand.

The author has something to say: Wow, writing this kind of plot is really not stuck at all, it’s finished in a whiz _(:з)∠)_

And yesterday's anti-theft stamp is a small bonus, but it was locked when it was still in the manuscript box, so

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When Xing Yang said that he was going to find Feng Tianyue, he really choked on too much blood and said the bastard words after he was dizzy. He didn't mean that. You believe me.

Mememememe Chirp, go to bed early, go to bed early, I love you guys.