[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

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Ouyang Shaogong's body suddenly turned cold, watching the thin and ruthless lips open and close, and said word by word——

"I dismantled my soul."

At that moment, he was stunned.

A chill that was far colder than the ice in the blue sea overflowed from the cracks in the bones.He wanted to sneer and say what nonsense you are talking about. There is no such way in this world. Are you cheating me again and asking me to sympathize with you.

But he knew this person too well, those flickering eyes and the coldly raised corners of his lips just showed that what this person said was true.

Suddenly there was a cold touch on his face, Feng Guangmo touched his face inch by inch, with a smile on his lips, and sighed softly: "It's a pity, I can't see your expression. But I can probably imagine that you must have angry and sad...

"But it's not enough for me."

Ouyang Shaogong grabbed his hand and said with a forced smile: "Dismantling the soul?" He had a little hope in his heart, "Even I have never heard of such a method, where did you learn it?" of."

Feng Guangmo struggled out of his palm, followed his cheeks, and gently raised his chin, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "You probably remember the blood-smeared formation, right? The Longyuan tribe lives together in Youdu, so I studied this formation in my spare time."

His brows were lightly raised, sharp and sharp, unstoppable.

"Since you can dismantle the souls of others and inject them into the sword in exchange for great power, then naturally you can also dismantle your own souls, transform them into spirits, and cast spells. You only need to modify a few of them...

"On Zhonghuang Mountain, I used this method to cast spells and bury you alive under the snow!"

Suddenly, the world was spinning, he was firmly pressed on the bed by Ouyang Shao respectfully, and the part that was closely connected was pulled, forcing him to let out a light gasp, and his eyebrows trembled uncontrollably.

Ouyang Shaogong panted and watched the dense and long eyelashes trembling, when he raised his eyebrows sharply, he was brave and fearless, but when he fell, he was weak and helpless, and his lust was hard to understand.This person is so cunning and contradictory, sometimes tough and sometimes weak, sometimes gentle and sometimes cold, sometimes kind and pleasant...

...sometimes vicious and vicious.

"You lied," he said in a sluggish voice, as if his throat was frozen, stuck in his throat, and he spit out each word as if he was coughing up blood, "If you have this kind of method, why didn't you use it earlier? Wait until now."

The hostility between Feng Guangmo's eyebrows and eyes gradually melted away. He stroked his eyes and said softly, "Because, I want to live."

I want to live forever, walk all the mountains and rivers, and enjoy the scenery of the world.I want to watch Qingxue grow into an adult, become a gentle and beautiful girl, and live happily ever after.

He wants to live.

"If it's not a last resort," Feng Guangmo said in a low voice, "who would want to die? Isn't it because you want to live that you have crossed your soul from life to life and are still alive?"

"You...!" Ouyang Shaogong trembled all over, he looked at the young man's pale and thin body under the light of the lights, so thin and weak, it seemed that he could easily hold it in his palm.

However, he had never really known this person before.

He recalled the pain when he went through the blood-smeared formation again. His body and spirit were all destroyed, and his soul was scattered. Because the pain did not come from the body, it would not be numb. Every time the wound was like a heavy hammer hitting the intact back, it would never end, it would never stop, even though the physical body had been smashed into mud, the pain of the soul would continue forever!

The originally high lust suddenly cooled down, and he slumped on the bed as if exhausted, his whole body trembling.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of tough and ruthless person would cast such a spell on himself, and what kind of hopeless and helpless person could endure such pain and still persist in living.

Cold fear slowly coiled up his spine, and he didn't know whether to hug this person tightly or push him away.

"You...are crazy!" He stood up abruptly, grabbed Feng Guangmo's shoulders, "What do you think of yourself, do you have any pity for yourself?"

Hearing his heart-wrenching voice, Feng Guangmo narrowed his eyes contemptuously, seeming to find it very ridiculous: "I... crazy? You are right, I have long been crazy. I thought you would have Know, who the hell, is driving me crazy.

"The first three years of torture, followed by three years of gentle treatment, and finally all kinds of insults and torture. Ouyang Shaogong, what do you think of me?"

"I……"

There was a trace of sadness in Feng Guangmo's eyes. He shook his head and sighed quietly: "Don't say you like me anymore, I'm tired of hearing it. In the end, you just think I'm an interesting thing. plaything...those three years..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and a look of severe pain appeared on his face.These days Ouyang Shaogong is already very familiar with his expression, at first he thought it was the pain of severed finger, but now thinking of it, it was because of the dismantling of the soul.He thought of the blood-smeared formation, and seeing Feng Guangmo trembling in pain, in pain, he seemed to feel that the pain from the past was reappearing in his body again.

Ouyang Shaogong couldn't help holding him in his arms, pulled the quilt around him, and hugged him loosely.He knows this kind of soul-like pain, like thousands of ants eating into his body, hot and cold, even if he touches it lightly, he will feel unbearable pain.

Feng Guangmo kept trembling in his arms, biting his lower lip tightly, but didn't make a sound, his lips were already dripping with blood.

"In those three years... I used to really like you," he murmured in a trance of pain, his words seemed to contain many inexplicable grievances, "It's just that every time I have a little fondness for you...you will Remind me intentionally or unintentionally, I am just your prisoner.

"Sometimes I feel ridiculous when I think about it. I have only lived for 27 years. I was imprisoned in Youdu for the first 19 years. I didn't see the light of day. I finally left there, but I was imprisoned by you again...

"But I am very grateful for the three years you gave me. During these two years, there were times when I was desperate to die. Thinking about what I saw and heard in those three years, I actually felt that all this was not so difficult... "

"Shut up!" Ouyang Shaogong hissed, he turned over and let Feng Guangmo lie flat on the bed, and pressed his hands against the man's chest.The red gossip imprint is full of blood and light, and the red light suddenly appears, which is strange and treacherous.Feng Guangmo's pain increased, and finally he couldn't help screaming, trembling from head to toe, but he couldn't faint.

I don't know how long this pain lasted, or for a long time, or for a moment.He only felt that his mind was blank, his body seemed to be torn apart, every joint was severed, but the pain could not be broken down, and it came continuously.

In a trance, a person gently wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then a gentle kiss fell.

"I used gossip to seal the spirit on you," Ouyang Shaogong said softly against his cold forehead, "don't move around, just lie here. When I get rid of Baili Tusu, I will definitely find a way cure you."

He gently stroked Feng Guangmo's cold cheek with his fingertips, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with great care, and then lowered his head to kiss the man's scarred lips.The smell of blood dissipated in his mouth, he was already familiar with the taste of this man's blood, but he never imagined that one day he would feel such a pungent and choking throat.

I don't know if this was intentional and unintentional flattery, Ling Feng Guangmo forced the corners of his mouth to twitch, and his deep voice sounded like a sigh: "I really pity you, Shaogong.

"Actually, I know why you treat me like this. I have always understood.

"I know why you want to turn me into you... You have lived for such a long time, and you have seen too much pain, betrayal, and parting; and for thousands of years, you are still the only one in the end.

"This long period of loneliness and pain is just creepy to think about...so you want me to suffer like you, to make me another you.

"In this way, we won't be left alone in pain in the long future.

"Shao Gong, I understand.

"But the only thing I don't understand is that you have seen the world for thousands of years, and with so many things, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

"If you can give me eight years and let me walk freely in the world, even if I die immediately after eight years, I will..."

His voice disappeared suddenly, and a gentle hand covered his lips, preventing him from uttering sharp words.

"Shut up..." Ouyang Shaogong repeated with difficulty, covering his mouth, almost pleading, "Stop talking, I will heal you, heal your eyes, and let you see the light of day again. Wait for you to recover After that, wherever you want to go, I will take you there, and no matter how long you want to live there, I will accompany you."

He saw a smile in Feng Guangmo's eyes, but his brows were filled with sorrow and hatred.The person under his palm shook his head lightly, his smile seemed to mock his conceit and overreach, but it was also deeply sad.

Then the eyes, slowly, closed.

Ouyang Shaogong looked at his tightly closed pupils, his eyebrows were moist and black, filled with moisture, his eyes were covered with a layer of light blue, extremely haggard.At first he thought it was just a blink, but soon the man would open his eyes and look at him again.But the time passed, and that person didn't open his eyes again, and he couldn't even feel his breathing under his palm.A great fear rose in his heart, he took his hand away as if he was scalded, grabbed Feng Guangmo's wrist, pressed the pulse door, and looked for the breath of life.

His fingertips couldn't stop shaking, and he couldn't even distinguish whether he felt the beating of his pulse or his own trembling.

He took a few deep breaths again, but his mood was still hard to calm down, and finally he could only call out: "Yuan Wu, come in."

Soon the loyal Qingyu altar disciple walked into the room with his head down and hands down, and knelt down beside the bed.He had always known that the elder didn't want others to see Feng Guangmo, he didn't dare to raise his head, he just looked at the ground.

Ouyang Shaogong said: "Help me see if he is dead or alive."

Yuan Wu's heart trembled, he lowered his head and held the skinny hand, listened carefully for a while, and said in a low voice: "Elder, Mr. Feng is very weak and needs rest."

Then he heard the elder sigh with relief, "Okay, you go down."

That tone was actually tired like never before.

The author has something to say:

Boss' love line:

1. At the beginning of the story, because of Guangmo's association with Jitong and Lei Yan, the boss harbored resentment towards Guangmo in his heart, and hoped to use this method of torture and coercion with Qingxue to teach him a lesson and make him submit.

2. Then when he used Qingxue to coerce Guangmo, he found that Guangmo, who had always been cold-hearted and had responded half of his kindness, actually cared so much about his sister and was so emotional.It shows that this person is not as emotionless as he imagined, so he is even more angry.

3. After the fourth H, because of Guangmo's slump, he realized that maybe the method he had been using was wrong. In fact, his heart softened a little, and he planned to treat Guangmo well.Because he thought Guang Mo gave in.

4. After Zhonghuang Mountain, the boss became disheartened because Guangmo really wanted to kill him, but the relationship with a person is not to let go just because he wants to.In the sixth H, he tortured Guangmo so hard that Guangmo broke down and expressed his hatred for him, which made him very entangled and painful, but he didn't know what went wrong.

5. When he arrived in Penglai, he found that Guangmo's eyes were blind.Whether it's the drug or not, it's about him.Shao Gong knew very well that Guangmo's love for the human world, he fell in love with this person at first was only because of these eyes.Now because of him, Guangmo lost his most precious thing.The feeling of pity finally overwhelmed his desire to give in to Guangmo, and he let go of his long-standing obsessions and accepted Guangmo's unyielding and hatred.

6. And then this time.Guangmo used his drunkenness to analyze his heart, and Shaogong finally understood his mood a little bit, knowing that this person was just suppressing his emotions all the time, so he was always gentle when he was emotional.And Guangmo's rare initiative made him feel this person's response to him for the first time.

At this moment, Guangmo stabbed him again.He said that he dismantled his soul.

And the person who forced him to such a desperate situation was none other than Ouyang Shaogong himself.During these years, Guangmo was fully aware of the hidden hatred and viciousness in his heart towards Guangmo, so the proud Wu Xian could not respond, could not respond.Guangmo is even very clear about the reason why he treats him like this, Ouyang Shaogong has already been completely seen through by Guangmo.

So at this moment, besides being speechless and saying in vain that I will cure you, what else can he do...

Guangmo's ruthlessness towards him made him terrified and heartbroken. He had never seen such a person in a thousand years.

What more could he say, what more could he do?