The life and death book system has a bug again

What is heavy is a certain feeling that only the two of them understand.

The man raised his hand to hold his cheek, rubbed his fingertips at the corner of his lips, and said in a trembling voice, "We may never see each other again."

For some reason, Shi Can outside the scene was once again heartbroken.

He sneered and complained to him: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It's not too late now." The man kissed the corner of his lips, "Day God Lord, dying with you is the most regrettable ending of my thousands of years of God time."

He shed two tears.

Strangely, the torment of the previous 22 days never made him feel like weeping.

The tears mixed with blood dripped onto the scorched ground and turned into two tiny seeds.He cut off a strand of long hair, and begged him with a smile: "Ye Shenjun, please give me some hair."

He picked up two seeds, and held them in the other's palm together with the two bunches of black silk knotted together.

They exchanged a light kiss.

The frenzied ghosts in the distance are the only witness of their short-lived relationship.

Separated again, the hair and seeds in the hands have turned into a chain with two silver bells hanging down.

He put the bracelet on his sweetheart's right wrist for a long time, then smiled bitterly, more gentle than ever: "I'll offer you an offer."

Beneath the Yellow Spring, in the vast darkness, bright red blood-like Bana flowers bloomed.

The wind blows away the mist, and the misty scene gradually becomes clear.

Picturesque eyebrows, cold expression, lingering love.

The person's figure and appearance were incomparable in an instant, but in the next second, the mirror flower and the water moon fell apart, and Shi Can fell into the soft sea of ​​flowers.

He regained all sanity.

When he raised his head again, he saw a familiar figure.

That person, that face, that expression, perfectly overlapped with the final frame.

All the suppressed emotions are instantly ignited, deafening, and teach people to live to death.

"Qichi!" He stumbled and ran over, but the other side made a move before him.

Shi Can felt that he was flying, and his whole body felt dizzy and unreal. He was rubbed into the arms of the person who thought about it day and night, but the hug was far from enough.

He broke free from Xichi's arms and was about to kiss him, but Xichi put his arms around his waist and looked down at him deeply.

"I wanted to whisper to you before, but you refused to bend down and bow your head." Shi Can himself thought it was funny, why would he go through a trivial old account at this juncture, but he spoke very freely, a little coquettishly, "I want to kiss you now, but I don't want to tiptoe."

"I'll take it instead." Qi Chi still stared at him without blinking, so stingy that he refused to look away from the corner of his eye.

Shi Can jumped up suddenly, and Xichi held his buttocks and caught him firmly.Shi Can hooked his neck with both hands, and wrapped his legs around his thin waist. Both of them were a little emotional, and their breaths rushed.

"Scared me to death." Shi Can lowered his head slightly in this posture, touching his forehead, "I thought you had entered the [-]th level of hell, I thought we would never see each other again."

"I have a lot to say to you." Qi Chi kissed him, "but now there are more important things to do."

He pressed his lips tightly, biting hard and hard, without any gradual process.The two people who obviously had no body temperature seemed to be in a raging flame, and the scorching heat of their bodies would soon burn each other to death.

Shi Can has never been so frank like now, they kissed thickly and directly, with three points of gratitude, seven points of aggression and twelve points of cherishing.

It would be great if time could stop here.

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A short chapter, Wang

69. Obsession

◎I thought my thoughts were hidden deep enough◎

They kissed for a long time, love each other.

As if submerged in the bottomless sea, everything around him became meaningless, he couldn't breathe, but he was so drunk that he didn't want to surface.

The person he was kissing passionately thought the same way, maybe even more hopelessly.

They haven't had time to say some nasty love words, words are far paler than actions.

Shi Can couldn't hold back and began to pick off his clothes, followed by more irritating biting between his lips and tongues, until he tasted the strong smell of blood, the two sides let go of each other a little bit like returning to their souls.

The time and place are wrong.

"Does it hurt?" Qi Chi licked off the blood on his lips, breathing chaotically, "I can't control it, I'm sorry."

Seeing the bright red scratches from his neck to his collarbone, Shi Can thought that he wasn't the only one who couldn't control himself.

"Hold me for a while longer." Shi Can was sad, resting his chin on his shoulder, muttering, "It hurts so much, I hurt so much..."

The dusty memory showed signs of recovery in a deep kiss like a deer race.

Xichi tilted her head and kissed the tip of his ear.

"They cut my flesh and drank my blood. They are more terrifying than green-faced and fang-toothed ghosts."

Qi Chi's movements froze, his eyes filled with sadness.

"They just want to live, I don't blame them, but I still hurt." His arms tightened more and more, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, he was crying, suppressing his voice, "They always say that my wife Ren, but since I have the ability to save common people, what's wrong with being compassionate?"

"You're right, Ah Can, you're not wrong." Xi Chi kept stroking his back, the corners of his eyes were stained red, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"But I dragged you in."

"This has nothing to do with you, everything is my own will."

Shi Can sniffed: "It's related, because you like me." Qi Chi smiled and didn't deny it.

The wind outside the city blows into the city, and the other side flowers in the city spread outside the city.

Petals are flying all over the sky, like a mighty rain of blood.

No, it's not right.

He jumped off Xichi's body and raised his hand to cover it in a panic: "How are you? Does your head hurt? Cover your mouth and nose quickly."

Qi Chi gently grabbed his wrist, fearing that it would hurt and that he would not be able to grasp it, then said in his anxious eyes: "I'm just like you, I remember everything."

The gate of the eighteenth floor of hell opened, and he had almost stepped in, but was disturbed by a sudden change.

Crimson flowers bloomed in the Infernal Hell, from the smelly and sticky pool of blood to the bony mountain of knives, the flowers of the other side drilled out of every crack and bloomed to Tumi.

The group of ghosts stirred up.

Qi Chi was in it, attacked by the piercing pain, as if there were countless insects and ants crawling in his body, gnawing at the nerves, he fell to his knees in a collapse, his consciousness began to become confused, strange and bizarre pictures appeared Back and forth in my mind.

And among the countless fragments, he saw a person.

By the water, under the sunset, in countless breezes that pass day and night.

He always smiles and is as pretty as ever.

The self in memory seems to be very cowardly, with infinite longing but only daring to look at him from afar.

At the end of the memory, they kissed lightly, and his god pushed him into the cliff of hell with his own hands.

Time has been tossed and turned, and it is 5000 years in a flash.

Memories are worn away by time, and only the flowers of the other shore formed by the condensation of tears carry the unspeakable past. The flowers of the nether world bloom all over the underworld, and finally return them to themselves.

"The gods in the sky are always afraid of you and me colluding together, and now it's settled." Qi Chi touched his face, "Do you regret it?"

Shi Can shook his head: "I never do it for them."

"You are for the common people, I am for you." Qi Chi recalled the things he did before, "Do you blame me?"

"You don't need to ask me these things." Shi Can rubbed his palm, "The big mistake is also because of me, I don't want to blame myself." He thought for a while, and said softly, a little embarrassed, "I can't bear to blame you."

All the lonely ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Forest ran out, towards the direction of Fengdu Ghost City, there were ghost messengers gathered on the inner and outer three floors, they saw it, but they didn't want to pay attention to it, and even felt a little annoyed.

I haven't kissed enough yet, what are you looking at?

It wasn't until tremors became more and more obvious from the soles of their feet that the two of them had to let go of each other.It's like being pulled out of a dream.

The Lord of the fifth hall led a group of ghosts to worship, not far away.

Looking around, Shi Can saw Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head and Horse Face, Magistrate Meng Po, several handsome men, and some unfamiliar faces that he was familiar with.

The master of the fifth hall prostrated himself on the ground and pleaded loudly: "Your official has made a big mistake, please punish him with the gods of day and night."

Shi Can picked up the 5000-year-old airs and waved his hand casually: "Get up, you are the Lord of the Underworld, you don't need to worship me."

"The two are the gods of heaven and earth, and all the three realms should submit." The master of the fifth hall only straightened up without any intention of getting up.

The gods of heaven and earth, it sounds ironic now, but they don't want to care about it anymore.

There was a sound behind him, and You Guang slowly descended from the sky, shaking his bloodstained folding fan.It was very similar to their first meeting outside the city, except that the blue robe was replaced by a red one, and the fake mask was torn off.

"He's You Guang." Shi Can whispered in Xichi's ear.

"No wonder." Xi Chi was not surprised.

You Guang wandered up to him, looked at Xi Chi lazily, and spoke to Shi Can in an almost soft tone: "Master, why are you staying with him again? I hate him. Just ignore him, okay?"

Shi Can recalled things from a long time ago, and felt a little emotional: "When you were young, you also loved acting like a baby like me."

"Yeah, when I was young, you followed me in everything." You Guang looked at him eagerly, innocent like a child, "You remember, you remember everything, that's great."

The ground under his feet cracked several long and narrow cracks, and the situation was getting serious.You Guang happily photographed