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Chapter 92 The Song of the Hour Hand

Yue Chenzhou indulged in the silent and warm atmosphere for a moment, then sighed silently, stretched out his hand to intertwine with Yue Han's fingers, then raised his chin as hard as he could, and kissed Yue Han proactively for the first time.

His face was calm and docile, and his soft lips and tongue seemed to have a rich aroma of wine and electric current, which directly hit Yue Han's heart in the first second of the entanglement.

How could Yue Han endure such teasing? He was stunned for a moment, then immediately took back the initiative, hugged Yue Chenzhou and sat on him, and kissed his usually cold and cold lips.

"Brother...?"

Yue Chenzhou stroked his face, and took the initiative to lean forward, blocking his doubts.

Under his deliberate lure, they kissed briefly, then separated, catching each other's breath in the dark, and entangled endlessly to the death.

This is not a good place for intimacy, but the secret entanglement of lips and teeth creates a particularly lustful temperature. For a moment, Yue Chenzhou felt that the darkness was like a bottomless pool of thick ink, which combined all intimacy and beauty. His feelings are hidden in the deep, deep water, and he tries hard to grasp these never-before-seen emotions, but the humming caused by lack of oxygen gradually sounds in his ears, like an evening bell in the evening, the sound Sounded an ominous movement.

click-

The crimson glazed hour hand turned again, lightly and coldly cutting through all the affectionate air, like a benevolent and inorganic eye, looking from top to bottom at the overlapping figures in the corner.

The whole room was sunk in hazy darkness, and the only window cast dim light, which barely provided faint brightness, drawing a dim outline of all the scattered and stacked things.

After the long kiss ended, Yue Chenzhou moved his body, pushed Yue Han away, and let him hug him tightly, calming his rapid breathing.

He raised his head slowly, looking into the bottomless darkness with his sparse and sad gaze.

The stairs spiraled up, and on the edge of the second and third floors, something that looked like an animal skeleton was exposed. The shape was jagged and mottled, like minions protruding from hell, and an invisible scarlet liquid dripped tick-tock.

In the darkness of the top floor, colorful and crystal-clear broken light flowed out. Yue Chenzhou watched for a long time before he recognized that it should be the color of the light falling through the stained glass.However, the only hue in the darkness is only reflected on the black wall on the third floor. From below, it looks like a magnificent butterfly specimen made of light and shadow.

"Let's go." Yue Chenzhou patted Yue Han's shoulder, put away all fluctuating emotions, and stood up calmly, "Do you want to die of exhaustion by continuously pouring spiritual power into me like this? "

Yue Han held his cold fingertips, straightened his messy neckline with the other hand, and chuckled lightly: "With my current cultivation, I definitely won't be exhausted."

Yue Chenzhou fastened the two buttons that had been torn off, raised his eyelids and gave him a sideways look: "You are very floating now."

"I just want senior brother to know that no matter when and where, I can protect you from any harm." Yue Han walked to the front without haste, "I have this ability. Senior brother can rely on me more, Trust me a little more."

Yue Chenzhou paused for a moment, then slowly followed the other party up the stairs.

The interior of the old wooden floor has long been damp and moldy, and it was suddenly stressed, making a creepy sound in such darkness.

"I know." Yue Chenzhou lowered his gaze, staring at Yue Han's shimmering fingertips in the darkness, and repeated softly, "I know."

You will never let me suffer the slightest harm, even if you pay the price of your life.

——No one in this world believes this more firmly than I do.

His voice was soft and indistinct, Yue Han didn't hear it clearly, he turned his head and was about to ask another question, but his eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at a certain corner of the first floor.

There was a very slight sound.

On the wall with peeling paint, a red candle as thick as a baby's arm had been lit at some point, emitting a dim, trembling light.

As the two looked at that place, a gust of icy cold wind rose from the ground, faintly blowing past their faces in circles.

The flame of the candle seemed to be blown by the wind, and it danced twice lifelessly, and in the next second, it suddenly turned to a dark green.

A drop of bright red candle tears rolled down from the edge of the fire, and fell silently to the ground.

This scene can be described as extremely weird, and there is no sense of disobedience in any horror movie.

However, because it was too standard and formulaic, it made the two spiritual practitioners present feel absurd and ridiculous.

Yue Chenzhou stretched out his hand to stop Yue Han, and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to rush forward.

He lowered his voice and said: "Abnormal life forms have a lot of hostility towards human beings, especially cultivators. We enter its territory without authorization, and the other party wants to drive us away. This is extremely normal, so don't take it to heart. It's just that ..."

"It's just that this doesn't seem to be the handiwork of any abnormal living body." Yue Han followed his words, watching the strange green candle light gradually jump and go out, and the candle immediately fell to one side and fell to the ground, making a loud noise. Crisp sound.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

As if the eyes of the sky had been opened, the candle bounced slightly and rolled to Yue Chenzhou's feet.

Only then did the two of them see the appearance of the candle clearly through the light in front of the window.

It turned out to be a bright red bone.

Rao knew that these were just tricks to fool people, but the visual impact still made Yue Chenzhou tremble unavoidably.

"..." He frowned slightly, took Yue Han's hand and took two steps up, "Can this kind of place be broadcast live? Will it not be banned? Chen Jianguo can't, this level of control..."

Before the words fell, his ears suddenly caught a very light rustling sound, and Yue Chenzhou, as if aware of it, immediately stopped the sound and turned around, the corner of his eyes only had time to catch a fleeting black shadow on the second floor.

At the same time, without the slightest hesitation, Yue Han's figure turned into a sword light almost immediately, passing by like a vigorous and powerful eagle, rushing straight up to the edge of the second floor.

Snapped--

He arrived at the place where the black shadow appeared in an instant, but the next moment, a puzzled syllable came out of his throat: "Huh?"

There is no one here.

Yue Chenzhou raised his brows in surprise: "Run away? He managed to escape from your hands? No way..."

He walked to Yue Han's side, his eyes turned around, and his expression was even more unbelievable: "Who is it? Did you see clearly?"

Yue Han was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

His brows were wrinkled, his expression moved slightly, and his sharp eyes, which were not concealed by the cold light in the darkness, looked forward with premonition.

In front of him was a dark corridor, and there seemed to be a circular arch on one side of the end, which looked like an exhibition hall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a warm and humid wind suddenly blew from the darkness ahead.

Fragrant, very light, as if someone, in a very close place, gently blew a breath towards the front door.

In an instant, the thick ink color seemed to be suddenly compressed and stretched infinitely, and the flow of time seemed endless.

Then...the explosion exploded with a "boom".

Suddenly, many voices were mixed in the wind, including screams of pain, fierce roars, and cries that could not be ignored.

Yue Han closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he clearly realized that he was also hallucinating.

The narrow corridor seemed to have turned into a boundless purgatory. He stood on the only isolated island and looked forward.

A spirit beast that looked like a lion or a tiger was lying on the ground without making a sound. He didn't have a single piece of fur all over his body, and a large piece of skin and flesh had been cut off on his back, exposing the white bones.

It is called Xuanhu, and it was born in Mount Pi in 230 four years ago.

On the right hand side, the golden python writhed in pain, swallowing its last breath.About seven inches away, there was only a big hole of blood and flesh, and even the internal organs were turned out. The red gold blood stained the whole rock.

It is called Shengqing, and it was born in Aotu in 560 for four years.

On the left hand side, countless arrows shot through the crimson fur, burning the luster of the satin to black, the originally fluffy nine tails turned into a sieve in an instant, the bones were broken inch by inch, almost crushed into a puddle of flesh.

Its name is Nine Tails, it was born in Qingqiu, and it has been... for nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

Originally, in another year, he would be able to become a half-immortal.

Yue Han didn't know these spirit beasts, and he had never even seen any records about them in books.But he could clearly call out the names of each of them.

The moonlight above the head finally cleared the clouds and mist, and shone into the room through the tall colorful glass, quenched on the glass-colored hour hand, flashing an extremely strange look.

click...

The pointer moved forward again, like an unobservable fate walking forward along the established track, breaking some beautiful and precious things, and the fragments cut into Yue Han's bottomless pupils one by one.

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