He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

The boy who was still childish had all the blood drained from his heart, his heart gradually lost its beating, and he soon turned into a cold corpse.

This young man is a spirit-carrying person.A spirit-carrying person who has not yet awakened is no different from an ordinary person, but after all, he is not an ordinary person, without father and mother.

The so-called spirit-carrying person, who crosses the gate of ghosts, is a spirit who escaped from the underworld and attaches himself to the body of a dying mortal.The moment a mortal dies, he possesses his body.

The aura of spiritual cultivation is condensed in the heart and blood of this mortal. For the spiritual cultivation of the same clan, the world lacks the energy of the underworld.Therefore, the aura of the same clan is the best nourishment for spiritual cultivation to survive in the world.Unless the same clan devours each other, they cannot stay in the world for a long time.

An unawakened spiritual practice is far inferior to the only awakened one, and cannot survive at all.

Emperor Zhou Yan was an indifferent person.

In other words, he is not human at all, he is also an evil spirit who fled from hell to the human world privately, seeking immortality, just to stay in the human world for a while, so as to avoid going back early to accept the punishment of frying and cooking.

Walking around the world, I don't know if it's worth it.While feeding on the blood of people of the same clan, he managed the world in an orderly manner.

Zhou Yan knew that he had no human form, but he had no human heart.Because it is very common for the same clan to eat each other when they travel to the underworld at night, but it doesn't happen in the human world.Although the world is also full of conspiracies and tricks, he doesn't quite understand all the sacrifices and dedications in the world.

So he can only strive for fairness and justice, so that the world will gradually improve.Fortunately, the means are ruthless, and they follow the principles, and they don't jump out of the three words of emotion, reason, and law when everything happens.

As a result, Shangling Kingdom, where the people were struggling to survive, gradually became the most powerful country in all directions. As the lord of one country and the lord of all nations, he obtained all the treasures in the world.What's more, he has all the beautiful boys and girls in the world, but he has no intention of loving each other every day. He has to admit that he doesn't know what love is like.

Even the poorest ordinary people can spend a few years of happy life with their wretched wives.But Zhou Yan is not in the mood for love, nor does he know what love is in the world.

Many secrets of the Zhou Dynasty are hidden in the deep and heavy doors of the palace, such as the emperor who lived on the night of the waning moon, such as the king of a country who has never been married and is really a lonely family.

There is no heir to the throne of the ancient kingdom of Shangling.

Because Zhou Yan knew that even if he lived forever, he would always leave after a few days.

My heart is always empty, a piece is missing.

Maybe this is also the reason why he was reluctant to leave and lived forever in the world.Before going back to hell, he wanted to make up for this part of his heart, although he didn't know what it was.

There is a secret room in Zhou Yan's palace, and in the secret room are torture instruments for taking blood.

At this time, a certain young man Lingxiu who had been drained of blood was peacefully tied to the bronze sacrificial vessel, and his body temperature had become the same temperature as the bronze vessel.

Zhou Yan lamented that human life is really fragile.

After death, nothing remains.The face is rotten, the beautiful voice will stop forever, and even the temperature of the body will gradually cool down.

People are floating, they are like ants, they live and die in the morning and in the evening, what is the difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps?

It's been a long time as a human being, and Zhou Yan doesn't quite remember the scene of the underworld.

The warm blood was swallowed down the throat, and the sweet taste stimulated Zhou Yan's bloodthirsty nerves. The internal force circulated in the body for a few small weeks, turning this fresh blood of flesh and blood. Zhou Yan obviously felt that his life was stronger. Stronger.

The most original fresh air of the same sect's spiritual cultivation circulates in the body along with the freshly drunk blood, washing away the rotten air of the underworld in the body.

The clear, clear, turbid, and turbid in the underworld mutually generate and restrain each other, and when they come to the human world, it will cost a lot to break this balance.

Zhou Yan smiled charmingly, and sent an order to the guards: "Bring the next one too."

The guards were as silent as cicadas, and tremblingly carried away the corpse on the sacrificial vessel, and escorted another young man, Lingxiu, whose hands were bound.

Carrying the cold and weak body, the guards were not relieved until they were out of Zhou Yan's sight.I was afraid that if something went wrong in front of Zhou Yan, the ending would be worse than death.

The corpses were thrown off the cliff, and would soon become food for night owls and mountain wolves.

A little guard muttered in a low voice: "My lord, what happened today? This is already the third child. In the past, he only killed one person at a time."

Another guard beside him persuaded him to silence: "The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, be careful with your head."

The little guard quickly fell silent.

In the palace, the young man crawled under Zhou Yan's feet. Because of the long-term fright, the young man's eyes had already lost his mind, as empty as a dead object, but his body was still trembling instinctively.

Zhou Yan was restless and didn't even want to take blood at this moment. He looked at the young Lingxiu at his feet in disgust, and raised his hand to break his neck.

Zhou Yanming knew that the bloodlines of these spirit-carrying people were extremely rare and limited, and they could be met but not sought, so killing one was less.If it goes on like this, it will only waste his own life.Even if they are bloodthirsty, they shouldn't kill these teenagers indiscriminately, and Zhou Yan was an extremely rational person in the past.

But Zhou Yan couldn't bear the irritability in his heart, he was thinking about the child who was tied here three years ago.

A child who had fled from the altar after he hesitated for a moment.

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That child is very special. Although he is a romantic who was abandoned by the women in Hualou, he is more noble than the sons of those noble women.

16 years old is the mature age for blood collection.Therefore, before the age of 16, these children will be kept in the palace.When Zhou Yan was in a good mood, he would also take a look. Although these spirit-carrying people had not yet awakened, they were of the same clan after all.

He noticed that this child was also a weak and unawakened spiritual practitioner, because when all the children were either crying or keeping silent, he met his eyes and smiled.

The eye waves are flowing, very similar to romantic charm, but clear and bright, innocent.

Zhou Yan opened the cell door and squatted in front of the spirit cultivator: "What's your name?"

"With light."

I don't know if it was my own illusion, but the child seemed to laugh again.

"What's your last name?"

"My last name is yours."

That Lingxiu thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he didn't have a last name. Since this person captured him, he belonged to him.He has an inexplicable affection and closeness for this person.

"Okay, your name is Zhou Yiguang."

Zhou Yan was in a good mood that day, and he didn't kill anyone.

After Zhou Yan left, Zhou Yiguang thought about Zhou Yan day and night, imprinting that person's eyebrows in his mind, and he had the urge to sacrifice.It's like a fateful agreement, a deep-seated instinct, you can't ask for it in reincarnation, and you will be exposed to the fire once in a while.

Perhaps, when the memory no longer exists, there are still impulses nailed to the three souls and seven souls.

Until three months later, Zhou Yiguang was brought to the side of the bronze sacrificial vessel.

The always silent and shady king suddenly caught the little guard on duty for questioning, and the little guard was scared out of his wits.

"It's him today?"

"Yes... yes, he just turned... 16 years old today, and the moon is on the wane today, which is the best time for the master to practice."

The little guard was afraid of saying the wrong thing, and the cold sweat had already slipped down the tip of his nose to the ground. He had seen King Zhou's punishment before.

Zhou Yan seemed to be interested in Zhou Yiguang, and he didn't make things difficult for the little guard.The little guard escaped from birth, hurried home to bathe and change clothes, burned incense and worshiped Buddha.

Zhou Yiguang was naked, kneeling at Zhou Yan's feet naked, with his hands tied behind his back, but this did not prevent him from straightening his back and looking up at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan grabbed his neck and lifted him up, wanting to see if this young man could remain so calm.

The skin on the child's neck felt a little cold to the touch.

"Um......"

His throat was choked, the air was blocked, and his breath became heavy due to skin contact, but Zhou Yiguang didn't struggle, and slowly closed his eyes, even a little intoxicated.

Zhou Yiguang was lifted up, his feet were off the ground, and he put his hand on the hand that was strangling his neck.

With a cold hand on his own, Zhou Yan thought that Zhou Yiguang wanted to struggle, but Zhou Yiguang just put his hand on his hand, depicting the joints of his fingers, gentle and gentle, without any awareness of imminent death.

Zhou Yan wanted to strangle the child to death one second, but suddenly let go of his hand for unknown reasons the next second.

Zhou Yiguang staggered and landed on the ground, coughed a few times, and did not retreat.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Zhou Yan pinched Zhou Yiguang's chin, and Zhou Yiguang looked up at Zhou Yan obsessively.

When I first touched his hand, I felt an electric shock. Until now, I still feel numbness in my back and itching in my ears.It's this person, I can't say what it feels like, it seems to be a kind of intense heat rooted in the soul that cannot be resolved.

"I'm yours."

Zhou Yiguang's undeveloped slender Adam's apple rolled gently, lowered his head slightly, avoided Zhou Yan's restraint, and kissed Zhou Yan's wrist.

Tasted it, then bit it, bleeding from the bite, sucking/sucking lightly, practicing the instinct of a ghost.

The boy turned his head sideways, and his white and slender neck had a beautiful curvature, making people want to wring it off, but he was reluctant, and wanted to hold it in his hand and play with it.

Zhou Yan felt a slight chill on his wrist, followed by a dull pain and a tingling/numbing lick, only to realize that Zhou Yiguang had bitten him.

His prey, bit him.

Zhou Yan found this provocative behavior inconceivable, as long as he moved his finger, the child would die without a place to bury him.

Zhou Yan only used a sporadic amount of skill, and the palm wind fell on Zhou Yiguang. Zhou Yiguang was directly hit by the impact and took a few steps back, and his back hit the upright bronze ritual vessel, which was icy cold.

Zhou Yan stepped forward and untied the rope from Zhou Yiguang's hand, and the blood-taking ceremony could begin.

"Zhou Yan?"

Zhou Yiguang called his name directly, which made Zhou Yan stunned for a moment.No child has ever dared to disobey him like this.

It was this stunned gap, Zhou Yiguang wrapped his hands around Zhou Yan's neck, leaned forward, and kissed that beautiful mouth.

Knowing that the opportunity is fleeting, and knowing that he will die soon, Zhou Yiguang put all his eggs in one basket and kissed with all his heart.At least you have to, kiss enough.

It was obviously the most vulnerable prey, but Zhou Yiguang's kiss was very strong. He pried open Zhou Yan's teeth, as if he had learned without a teacher.

Zhou Yiguang hugged Zhou Yan's back with his hands, and his unclothed body clung to Zhou Yan, absorbing the heat from his body.

Instinctively, Zhou Yan pushed Zhou Yiguang onto the sacrificial vessel, changing from passive to active.In fact, the matter of love is not very attractive to Zhou Yan. He has all the beautiful men and women in this world at his fingertips, but he disdains them.

Love, that's all.

But at this moment, this kiss made him interested in teasing Zhou Yiguang for a while longer.No desire, just fun.

Zhou Yiguang's upper teeth left Zhou Yan's lower lip, and approached his ear with an electric temperature: "I admire you very much."