Desire of Passing Through the Book

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Chu Ruoting and Jing Mo were close to each other.
    She is used to his breath.
    Maybe it was because she was not in the state because she was thinking about things in her heart.
    Fortunately, Jing Mo didn't find it.
    He hugged her body, the swollen clone couldn't stand it, his hands vigorously rubbed the plump on her chest, rubbing the white skin into a piece of shrimp powder. The soft and hot nectar is repeatedly scratched by the penis, bringing deep and shallow relief. Chu Ruoting was overwhelmed by the lust of the tide, she relaxed her mind and chanted softly.
    Jing Mo is her warm light, he knows her sensitivity very well, and he moved his waist and abdomen to greet her, trying to make her happy.
    Chu Ruoting leaned on Jing Mo's broad shoulders, and a hearty refreshment ran through her body until the end of her fingertips. She was repeatedly sent to the top of the wave by Jing Mo, and then fell down with him.
    Jing Mo quickly murmured, releasing in her wet core.
    A love, harmony and beauty.
    He wanted to beckon Chu Ruoting to come a second time, but was ruthlessly rejected.
    While dressing, Chu Ruoting said righteously: "Don't worry, you can raise it in the formation. When the soul is back, I will double repair with you."
    Jing Mo wanted to enter the formation again, immediately. Sorrowful.
    Chu Ruoting remembered Song Shi's request for Ningti Wan, her face was serious, and she asked, "Is Song Shi's behavior suspicious during this time?"
    Song Shi was very kind to Jing Mo, respectful and humble, and couldn't choose to be a man in the world. There was a slight mistake.
    It was precisely because of his performance that he could take advantage of it, on the contrary, Chu Ruoting couldn't let go of her defenses.
    Heart is under the kyte.
    She always feels that this person is unpredictable, hypocritical and sincere, like a combination of contradictions.
    Jing Mo said, "It's nothing suspicious. I have to say something has changed... He doesn't come to Xuanshuang Palace often." In the
    past, Song Shi liked to lie on the roof of Xuanshuang Palace, but recently he often disappeared and watched all day long. No one is seen.
    Chu Ruoting asked, "Did he tell you anything yet?"
    Jing Mo thought of Song Shi 's letter.
    The letter will not be handed over to Chu Chu until Song Jue is dead. Now Song Jue is not dead, he can't say.
    But why did Song Shi die?
    Jing Mo fell into entanglement, "...no."
    Chu Ruoting bent over and kicked on her little boots, but didn't notice the difference in his expression. She didn't feel relieved to think about it, and asked Ming Song Shi where she lived, and walked over.
    *
    Kuang Hanchen lives in the remote cold palace west of Wunian Palace, next to the messy courtyard.
    He had a toxic attack and was in pain.
    Staggering and knocking open the door, he leaped on the table, picked out three or four samples from a mess of medicine bottles, blended them indiscriminately, and drank them in a hurry.
    In the medicine bottle is the highly poisonous thing he stole from the poisonous grandmother.
    Others are smart and learn everything quickly. Fighting with poison is the way to learn from a drug grandmother.
    This is tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst, but it can temporarily save him his life.
    Kuang Hanchen curled up on the bed to adapt for a while.
    When the body hurts less, he gets up and carefully takes off his upper body shirt.
    Since he became a medicine man, he hasn't had a good piece of meat on his body. Sores on the waist, abdomen, chest and back cannot be healed. Subcutaneous edema and congestion, ulceration and discharge of pus, and even a few holes in the calf. He can only wrap the festering area with gauze layer by layer, and change it regularly twice a day. He changed the calculations quickly, but it was too toxic, and the gauze was often uncovered, and the rotten flesh adhered with it.
    Heartache.
    Kuang Hanchen is used to it.
    He sat on the couch with a sharp knife in his hand, endured the severe pain, and he was thinking about things while removing the carrion from his waist.
    This body was completely poisoned.
    Even if the best doctors in the world are found, it is impossible to cure him. He cultivates evil arts, and his cultivation is unable to be diligent, and sooner or later he will die. Therefore, Kuang Hanchen handed the letter to Jing Mo in advance.
    He said that only fools give silently.
    He not only wants Chu Ruoting to know, but Chu Ruoting feels sorry for him and loves him.
    He is a selfish and narrow person after all.
    To love her, we must find ways to get her response.
    When he died, Jing Mo handed the letter to Chu Ruoting, and Chu Ruoting would never forget it for a lifetime. Even when she saw a certain fallen leaf or a certain floating cloud, she would remember that there was a person named "Song Shi" who gave her life for her.
    Sometimes the dead are more memorable than the living.
    If he died for her, she would never forget him.
    He will become an indelible mark on Chu Ruoting's heart.
    Thinking about it this way, Kuang Hanchen actually gave birth to a kind of cheerfulness. Fancying that his cleverness has succeeded, he leaned on the bed frame and laughed.
    He laughed too hard and involved the gangrene in his abdomen. He let out a "belch" of pain and took a cold breath.
    Just in time, a clear voice came from outside the courtyard, shouting: "Song
    Shi , are you in the house?" Kuang Hanchen froze suddenly.
    Chu Ruoting?
    What is she doing now?
    Kuang Hanchen's eyes rolled between the flashes of lightning, and he quickly made plans.
    He scribbled around the wound with gauze, put on his clothes, and hurried to the outside of the courtyard.
    Opening the door, she said in surprise, "...saint?" Chu Ruoting stood at the door.
    With her cultivation base, she could go directly in, or find out the situation in the house with her spiritual sense, but Chu Ruoting didn't choose to do that.
    Although she suspected that Song Shi's mind was impure, it was her prejudice, and she didn't make any mistakes.
    The mottled door pushed open from inside.
    Chu Ruoting raised her eyes, and her gaze hit the opponent's chest. Song Shi's clothes were loose and slightly open. Although it was only a glimpse, he still saw the thin pectoral muscles under the collarbone of his neck. That pale complexion and blood loss, like a sick state of not seeing light all the year round.
    But Song Shi didn't seem to notice that her clothes were disheveled, so she bowed her sleeves and saluted her.
    Leaning down slightly, the flat chest is looming, charming.
    ......It's so good-looking.
    Chu Ruoting looked away, slandered, why this person seemed to be deliberately seduce her?
    Kuang Hanchen asked her, "Holy girl, why are you here?"
    Chu Ruoting thought of her intentions.
    She didn't talk nonsense, and asked straightforwardly: "Song
    Shi, what do you want Ningti Wan for?" A panic flashed under Kuang Hanchen's eyes. He denied: "I didn't want Ningti Wan, did the saint make a mistake."
    "You don't have to deny it." Chu Ruoting raised her eyebrows, "Jing Mo will never lie."
    "How can he..." Kuang Hanchen said halfway, lowered his eyelashes, and calmed down, "Holy girl, I hunt monsters. I was injured, so I need gel pills to relieve pain."
    "
    Really ?" Chu Ruoting smelled a strange and unpleasant medicinal smell on the tip of her nose.
    She looked towards the yard, and the Hanchen at the door was very nervous. He hid the door and deliberately blocked her sight with a tall figure, "Holy Maiden, if you want nothing wrong, I will go back to the house to practice, and I won't be with you."
    Chu Ruo Ting subconsciously thinks he is playing tricks.
    "What's hiding in your house?"
    "...Nothing."
    Chu Ruoting said coldly.
    Don't watch her, she wants to see it!
    No matter how Kuang Hanchen could stop her, Chu Ruoting bent down and dexterously slipped under his armpit, ran to the door, kicked open the door.
    The rancid smell of medicine comes from here.
    Chu Ruoting frowned, waved the smelly air in front of her with her right hand, and looked around.
    The house was rudimentary, and the only window was nailed down. The weather above Wunian Palace was so gloomy that the room facing south was even more dull and dim.
    The gauze was thrown in a mess on the ground, and bloody rotten meat remained on the gauze. There were a pile of bottles and cans on the table. Chu Ruoting picked up a bottle and uncovered it. Suddenly, she couldn't help coughing because of the pungent smell inside.
    ——Very poisonous bird fragrance!
    Chu Ruoting was shocked and threw the porcelain bottle on the table.
    Kuang Hanchen rushed back.
    He leaned on the door frame and said anxiously: "Holy woman, how can you break into my room casually? Do you want my reputation?"
    "..."
    Chu Ruoting felt that he was focusing on the wrong thing.
    "Song
    Shi , where did you get this poison? And," she pointed to the gauze on the ground, "what's the matter?" Kuang Hanchen looked down and said nothing.
    He turned to the side with the birthmark, showing a slightly more attractive side face, choked up and said: "Saint, don't ask."
    Chu Ruoting glanced over his haggard face, and then glanced at the slightly open place of his chest. , See a corner of gauze.
    Chu Ruoting commanded: "Song Shi, you take your clothes off."
    Kuang Hanchen raised his eyes in surprise, and covered his clothes with his hands, "...Isn't that right?"
    "What do you think!" Chu Ruoting gave him a sideways glance.
    Under her stern gaze, Kuang Hanchen began to undress. He slowed down, trying to choose a good-looking angle to show her, but he simply took off his clothes, and he seemed to be silently seduced by him.
    Chu Ruoting had no expression on her face, but in her heart she began to reflect on whether she was too addicted to male sex recently. Otherwise, why would you want to help him pick up that cumbersome clothes?
    Chu Ruoting said in a huff: "What are you doing so slowly?"
    Kuang Hanchen finally took off his clothes, revealing his fair and strong upper body wrapped in gauze.
    The gauze was not tightened, Kuang Hanchen moved, and the gauze slipped to the ground, exposing large areas of waist and abdomen and back muscles.
    His skin was white, and his swelling sores were lined up very eye-catchingly. The sore was eroded and shrunken, with a strange dark purple color. Battered all over, shocking.
    "...Do you still want to see the saint?" Kuang Hanchen put his hand on the waist of his trousers, and pulled it down a bit, eager to show it.
    Chu Ruoting tightened her eyebrows.
    She had seen such an open wound in her torture chamber in her early years.
    Kuang Hanchen took a peek at her expression, his heart could not contain the excitement, and even felt that these injuries were nothing.
    She will feel relieved when she sees him hurt for her, right? Will definitely try to save him?
    Chu Ruoting couldn't believe it: "Song according to...why did the poisonous grandma torture you?"
    Kuang Hanchen struggled for a moment, and looked at her
    tenderly : "Does the saint really want to know?" Chu Ruoting raised her chin, "You "Speak."
    "It's from a month ago when the saint you stole the Soul Condensation Lamp..."
    Kuang Hanchen's voice was burned by poison, and his tone was unpleasant. It would be very ear-piercing to say it soon. So he bit every word very slowly, telling her all his pain, bitterness, and burden these days.
    It turned out that she was hit by the poisonous grandmother the day she stole the lamp.
    In order to save her, Song Ju was willing to be the drug man of the poisonous grandma.
    Is he crazy? How can you be a medicine man for her? Still poisonous grandma's medicine man!
    She guessed what Song Ju was hiding, but she didn't expect that he was hiding it for himself!
    Chu Ruoting couldn't return to her senses for a long time.
    She was puzzled and raised her eyes in shock, "Why are you helping me?"
    Kuang Hanchen waited for her words.
    He walked slowly in front of her, his deep black pupils were not bottomed, and they locked her in a scorching passion: "Holy girl, do you remember, the day when I first saw you in Wu Nian Palace, you gave me A rejuvenating
    pill . At that time, I said, I would like to...don't hesitate to die for you!" Chu Ruoting was dumbfounded.
    Xu was because he smelled too strong in medicine, Chu Ruoting took two steps back and sighed: "Song Shi, I don't have any thoughts about you."
    Kuang Hanchen supported the door of the house, a bit aggressively: "The saint said before. , I hope I will be your     envoy ."
    "That's a joke."
    "
--but I take it seriously!" Chu Ruoting calmed down.
    She looked up at Song Shi's face, her face was ordinary and pale, but her eyes were full of storms.
    She always finds things strange.
    Maybe it was not an illusion just now, Song Shi was really seduce her.
    Realizing this, Chu Ruoting's face was ugly.
    She hates being used as a goal.
    Her voice was faint and faint, "Song Shi, you don't need to do this for me."
    She stole the Yun Soul Lantern . If the Demon Lord blames it, she will bear it herself, instead of transferring it to an insignificant person.
    Kuang Hanchen smiled silently: "Didn't you say that if you want others to treat you well, you have to pay first? I hope you treat me well, so...whatever I do, I am willing to do it for you." It
    is really willing. .
    Chu Ruoting frowned, "I don't need you to pay."
    Kuang Hanchen's heart was instantly flustered, and she trembled and asked: "Then what you said before... Are you lying to me?"
    What do you believe again and give first, are they all fake?
    Chu Ruoting withdrew, and moved away from him.
    Her face was cold and her tone was very meaningful: "Song Shi, I didn't lie to you, it was you who would be wrong. If you help me hide it, I will be grateful, but nothing more."
    Kuang Hanchen opened his eyes and didn't expect she could do it. So cold.
    He bet his life on her pity, but she said, "That's it."
    Suddenly, Kuang Hanchen felt that his painstaking effort had become a big joke.
    In his entire life, he has calculated the lives of others, the deaths of others, and the magic stones of others... but he has not calculated that people fall in love with himself.
    Lost a mess.
    Even if he died for her, she would never think of him when she saw a certain fallen leaf or a certain floating cloud.
    The name "Song Shi", like "Kuang Hanchen", was forgotten in the corner by her, Liu Guang Baiju, no longer remembered.
    Chu Ruoting poured out all the tonics in the storage bag for him, and said carefully: "The poisonous mother, I will help you solve it, don't be coerced by her anymore."
    After speaking, Chu Ruoting rubbed him with him. Shoulder to go.
    Kuang Hanchen Liushen has no master.
    "Holy
    woman !" He turned around to grab her hand, with too much action, ripped a sore and gangrene, his legs were numb with pain, and he fell to the ground by the threshold.
    Kuang Hanchen endured the pain and was able to grab the corners of her red skirt.
    This is the end of the matter, and he has nothing to do.
    "The saint..." He raised his head, his eyes filled with crimson, trying to find out his own merits to keep him, "Do you think I don't look good? I... Actually, I'm still disfigured! You like it! What kind of look, what kind of look I will become for you! What kind of character you like, what kind of character I will be in the future!"
    Don't be a Song Shi, don't be a Kuang Hanchen, as long as she likes it, he can be anyone.
    In his whole life, he has replaced one after another with a pair of skins, and he has been wandering again and again in exile. Li Bian's world is warm and cold, and only by her side can you be peaceful and peaceful.
    Kuang Hanchen clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white.
    Begged with a hoarse voice like cracked silk, "...you consider me?" Chu Ruoting slowly shook her head, only to find it ridiculous.
    She pulled the skirt corners from his hands bit by bit, and took a deep look at him, "Just be yourself."