PFC Chapter 222: Events 1 Years Ago
Chapter 222: Events 1 Years Ago
Lord Cangmo stopped and gently slid his fingers across Luo Ying's cheek. He looked at her with deep affection in his eyes. He said to her very gently, "Yes! The entire energy forest was planted by you and me 11 million years ago. You especially like flowers and plants, so I found all kinds of exotic flowers and plants in the world for you. You also like to extract the fragrance of flowers. You collected the different fragrances of flowers in the energy forest and blended them together to make different energies. Each energy is what the world needs."
Luo Ying's face showed astonishment. She asked in disbelief, "Are these the 11 kinds of energy stored in the energy fountain?"
Lord Cangmo stared at Luo Ying, his eyes filled with deep love. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and nodded gently.
Luo Ying blurted out without thinking: "No wonder I can activate the energy fountain inexplicably and know how to use the energy. It turns out that they were all mixed by myself."
Lord Cangmo lifted Luo Ying's head, eyes full of love, and said very gently: "Do you believe now that you are Ying Luo? You remember the entire energy forest so clearly, even the small details are almost exactly the same. Why can't you remember me?"
"I..." Luo Ying stared blankly at the eyes of Lord Cangmo. Those eyes were extremely seductive, like a magnet that attracted her firmly and made her irresistible.
Lord Cangmo gently kissed her lips. The kiss was delicate and gentle, filled with deep love, yet seemed to contain endless passion and desire, like a flame burning in the dark.
His heartbeat was as surging as the tide, and every beat seemed to be telling of his love and obsession for her. The strong emotion was like waves, hitting her heart one after another.
Luo Ying felt like she was about to fall into his strong love and couldn't extricate herself.
After a long time, the two separated. Luo Ying stared at Lord Cangmo, her heart filled with confusion and bewilderment. She whispered, "The time we had together ten million years ago was so wonderful. Why would I leave you, and why did your hair turn white overnight?"
Hearing her words, Lord Cangmo's face suddenly changed, his eyes dimmed instantly, he was extremely sad, his heart was filled with unspeakable sadness, the grief deep in his memory surged like a tide. He recalled the century-long battle that shook the world ten million years ago, his voice was filled with deep pain: "If it weren't for the accident ten million years ago, you would have been my wife, we would have already become the envied couple of gods in heaven, and I wouldn't have turned gray overnight because of losing you, and I wouldn't have waited for you for ten million years."
Luo Ying was shocked and asked, "What happened?"
Lord Cangmo looked at her affectionately, his voice carrying an indescribable heaviness: "The dusty past ten million years ago was too tragic and too painful. It's better for you not to know. I don't want you to endure that pain again. You just need to remember those good times. I'm afraid that once you remember everything, it will be like a raging fire burning your body, and you will be in unbearable pain."
Luo Ying looked at Lord Cangmo's painful and affectionate eyes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She couldn't bear to let him suffer like this anymore, so she chose not to ask any more questions.
On the morning of the second day, Lord Cangmo brought Luo Ying to the beach to start practicing. Lord Cangmo said seriously: "Today we will practice swordsmanship first. Underwater battles are different from those on land. Many generals cannot help you complete them. Only if you practice close combat swordsmanship well can you respond to all emergencies and better protect yourself."
Luo Ying nodded firmly.
Lord Cangmo pulled Luo Ying over and taught him swordsmanship step by step. The two were so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing.
Looking at Lord Cangmo's handsome face, his tall, slender, and ethereal figure, feeling his warm breath up close, as well as the faint scent of jasmine on his body, Luo Ying felt a little distracted.
Seeing her absent-minded look, Lord Cangmo couldn't help but curl up a teasing smile. He leaned close to her ear, his voice was low and full of magnetism, with a bit of indescribable ambiguity, teasing her, "Focus on it, after the practice is over, I'll let you watch it slowly."
Luo Ying came back to her senses instantly, her face flushed to her ears. When Lord Cangmo taught Fairy Luo Ying to practice sword, he was always patient and meticulous, demonstrating every move personally, and explaining every detail clearly.
Luo Ying had a high level of comprehension and quickly mastered the essence of the swordsmanship taught by Lord Cangmo. During the sword practice, the two gradually developed a deep tacit understanding.
As the sun sets, on the misty beach, Lord Cangmo and Luo Ying stand side by side, swords flashing and figures interweaving. Their swordsmanship becomes more and more fierce, and their sword intentions become more and more profound. And in these swordsmanship, there seems to be an unspeakable emotion hidden, quietly growing.
During the practice for several days, the affection between Lord Cangmo and Luo Ying began to be conveyed between their eyebrows. Whenever Luo Ying was tired from practicing sword, Lord Cangmo would encourage her with gentle eyes; and when Lord Cangmo was thinking about swordsmanship, Luo Ying would look at him with clear eyes, as if she could see through his heart.
Under the moonlight, they walked hand in hand on the beach, sharing their experience of the day's practice. Gradually, their feelings flowed like a stream, becoming deeper and deeper. During the sparring, Luo Ying suddenly turned around and pointed the sword in his hand at Lord Cangmo. Lord Cangmo was startled and subconsciously raised his sword to resist. However, Luo Ying just smiled lightly, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, bypassing Lord Cangmo's sword and gently touching his cheek.
"You lost." Luo Ying's mouth curled up slightly, her pride was evident in her words, and her laughter was crisp and pleasant.
A joyful smile instantly spread across Lord Cangmo's face. He responded jokingly, "You are the disciple with the highest comprehension among all my disciples. You mastered the sword technique I taught you so quickly, and you were able to injure me."
After hearing this, Luo Ying happily clasped his hands together and bowed, blinking his eyes playfully, and said mischievously: "Master, I appreciate your giving in!"
Seeing her playful appearance, Lord Cangmo could not help but pull Luo Ying into his arms. Their eyes met, and their love overflowed. Luo Ying was instantly drowned in his tender affection. Lord Cangmo lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. His kiss was as hot as a flame. Their lips met, lingering and passionate, making Luo Ying intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.
This kiss transcended time and space, connecting the two people's hearts tightly.
Lord Cangmo said in her ear with a very magnetic and seductive voice: "Still calling me Master? Call me Brother Cangmo."
Luo Ying's heart trembled, as if she had just woken up from a dream. She hurriedly broke free from his arms and responded incoherently: "Well...well...I'm not ready to take our relationship to the next level."
Lord Cangmo felt his heart was torn apart. He asked painfully, "You and I already have feelings for each other, why can't we go further?"
Luo Ying looked at him in panic, his face overlapped with Hua Yuchen's. At this moment, she realized that she still couldn't let go of Hua Yuchen.
Lord Cangmo used his mind reading to see that she had overlapped his face with Hua Yuchen's. He was in great pain, and the pain surged like a tide. His voice trembled, and he asked in near despair: "So, you have never been able to let him go, and you still love him, so you didn't reject me, but always treated me as him, right?"
Luo Ying felt as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer. She shook her head in pain and tried her best to deny: "No... No, it's impossible. He hurt me so deeply, there is no way I can still love him."
Lord Cangmo's eyes were full of disappointment. He smiled bitterly, his voice revealing endless sadness: "You can keep deceiving yourself that you no longer love him, but you can't deceive your own heart. Your resistance to my intimacy is because you still can't let him go in your heart."