Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

Moore saw Tu Shanchi walking towards him, and the person in front of him was his beloved "Mr.", but at this moment, he didn't dare to approach him, so he could only move his footprints back step by step.

My husband is so beautiful, but I am so dirty.

Moore choked, already like a child, he kept begging Tu Shanchi:

"Sir, don't come near me anymore, I beg you, okay?

Please stop, please don't continue this magic circle, I beg you, you will die, I don't want to see my husband die, sir, there is no need to give my life to me, it is really not worth it. "

"gentlemen……"

While begging and crying, the other party still didn't stop. He could feel that the evil magic circle was still going on, Tu Shanchi's life was being consumed, and a strange red light enveloped him. The snow-white tail behind him was now a One disappears.

"Sir, I really beg you, don't do this again, I just want my husband to live, I shouldn't be delusional, I don't want revenge, I don't want to be resurrected, I don't want anything, I just want my husband to live, I beg you sir."

Moore kept pleading, but Tu Shanchi didn't stop.

Tu Shanchi: "Moore is obedient, you have to believe me, sir will be fine, Moore wants him to live, but sir, it's possible that he would have thought that Moore would live."

Moore is not backing away, and raised his eyes to meet the tears: "Sir, do you want me to live, but I am no longer worthy, am I?"

Tu Shanchi gently opened his arms and hugged Moore, and he hugged Moore again. Moore was still as small as before, although he had become a dead soul without the temperature of a human being, Tu Shanchi felt The other party hugged him in his arms, even though there was no temperature, his heart was always very warm.

"Silly Moore, what are you talking about? Didn't you tell me that you like me? Since you like me, why do you say you are not worthy of living? If you don't survive, how can you like me? If you don't survive, How can I like you?"

Moore gradually became calm: "Sir...Sir...do you like me now too?"

Tu Shanchi held the other party's shoulders and distanced himself from the other party: "Silly boy, I like it, I like Moore, so is Moore willing to live with me and like each other?"

When Moore heard Tu Shanchi's answer, it was his desire not to survive in this life, but to be happy. It can even be said that he wants to survive for revenge, and it is for this desire, to be with his favorite husband together.

"But sir, the rule of law is a magic circle that replaces life and death. Sir, you are restraining you, and you are using your life to replace mine. She is an unfair development. Sir, if I survive, I will at most be in this software." If I live for decades, my spirit will have to pay the price of hundreds of years or even more, if my husband wants me to survive, then wouldn’t it be my husband’s life to die.”

Tu Shanchi touched the opponent's face, wiped away the tears from the corners of the opponent's eyes, smoothed the frown:

"Can Moore trust sir?"

Moore nodded.

Tu Shanchi continued to narrate again: "Since Moore believes in Mr., then Mr. will definitely promise Moore that we will survive together."

"In 15 years, I cut off one of you and exchanged your life. Now I know that the price of this replacement array is unequal, but I keep a tail and use the remaining tail to exchange for Moore's next human life. It also doesn't fulfill my desire to live with Moore."

Moore didn't know how to express it at this moment. He never thought that he was just a low-level human being struggling to survive, and his favorite husband, Tu Shanchi, who was admired by thousands of people, would only do this for himself.

The fox of Qingqiu has nine tails, each with a life.

The pain of tail docking, the liver and intestines are broken.

Moore knew that Tushanchi had cut off one tail for himself, and now there are six tails left in Tushanchi, one for himself, and two more Moore didn't know, but he could also guess that the two tails Behind it should be the pain that Tu Shanchi buried in his heart, and it is precisely because of the pain behind it that Tu Shanchi has been wearing a mask to show his seriousness and indifference all these years.

Moore: "Sir, I read it in an ancient book. In fact, you can't die. Nine tails and one tail. Since it is extremely painful, now, for me, sir, I want to cut off all the tails at once. Sir, I will be in pain. , it will be very painful, and I will also be hurt by Mr. Wei, I don't want Mr. Wei to be hurt."

Tears couldn't help, dripping down like beans, and the tears wet Tu Shanchi's cuffs.

Tu Shanchi still smiled gently:

"Sir, it doesn't hurt."

Moore didn't believe it, he put his head in the socket of Tu Shanchi's shoulder:

"Mister is lying, sir, don't comfort me, I'm not a child anymore, how can I not understand?"

Tu Shanchi hugged each other tightly, just like the half of a mother telling a fairy tale to a child before going to bed, he gently comforted Moore:

"Moore is obedient, sir, how could he lie to you? Sir will never lie to you, sir, it doesn't hurt, because sir has experienced more painful things than this, sir didn't understand before, but after losing Moore, he When I disappeared, I realized why psychological pain is more difficult than physical pain?"

"If one day I really can never see Moore again, then the pain in my heart will be real and unbearable."

Moore: "Sir..."

Tu Shanchi: "Moore is obedient. If you hug your husband and stay beside him, your husband won't be in pain."

Moore was obedient, he hugged Tu Shanchi tightly, he could feel the other person's body trembling, it was the kind of pain that made numbness and trembling, but unexpectedly she could feel the other person's body temperature, and became numb because of the pain The heat breaks the height.

When Moore heard Tu Shanchi calling his name again, his voice was intermittent, false and real, the husband was in pain, he knew it, and the husband was forbearing, he also knew it.

When Moore was not there, Tu Shanchi stopped. He believed that Tu Shanchi could survive, and he could survive.

Raising his eyes, he just stared at the other party, dense cold sweat covered Tu Shanchi's forehead, but the other party was still smiling, smiling so gently to himself.

There is no repayment, and he can't bear it for his husband. Moore can only give, and the other party hurts all his love first, and appreciates the most tender kiss that belongs to him.

The light touch of the tip of each other's tongues is a heart-to-heart love that has not been expressed in the bottom of my heart for decades.

There is no words to compare between us, our hearts have long been secretly promised each other, and we communicate silently.

I kiss the tip of your tongue, and you kiss my heart.

I only hope that my full of love can dispel the pain that pierces your bones.

I only wish that I would dispel the haze and hatred in my heart without your gentle eyes.

Moore: "Sir, I love you, I really love you, I love you so much."