PFC Chapter 188 1 Go Deeper (2)
Chapter 188 1 Go Deeper (2)
Xingchen quickly calmed down after the initial panic.
He admitted that the scene had a great impact on him.
But he soon saw Xuanluo's appearance.
There was no emotion in Xuanluo's lowered brows, but a kind of gloomy desolation.
There is a feeling of despair and hopelessness.
Xing Chen walked closer to the bed step by step. The person sitting on Xuan Luo's legs had long black hair winding around his thin waist and hanging down like a waterfall. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt.
Xing Chen walked up to them, leaned over and kissed Xuan Luo on the neck, then raised his head and looked at Xuan Luo with infatuated eyes.
Xing Chen saw his own face.
But that's not right. At that time, he was not here, and it was impossible for such a thing to happen between him and the Master.
This is not him.
Sure enough, Xuan Luo waved the "person" on his body away, and then Xing Chen watched the so-called person disappear.
Xing Chen turned his head and saw another sleepy him appearing on Xuan Luo's bed. He covered his mouth and yawned slowly. He looked at Xuan Luo with misty eyes and called out coquettishly, "Master, hug me."
Xuanluo sat on the edge of the bed and slowly lowered his head.
Xing Chen understood.
This is Master’s delusion.
He had begun to lose control of his repressed emotions, and those false thoughts transformed into shadows and began to linger around him.
Others cannot see these phantoms, but Xingchen has stayed in Xuanluo's eyes for a hundred years and once shared a pair of eyes with Xuanluo, so he can see them.
The hundred years of symbiotic relationship had left a huge impact on Xuanluo from everything he did.
If this love was for anyone else, Xuanluo would probably just laugh it off.
Only with him, those feelings may have grown a thousand times, like a flood pouring down from the sky, constantly impacting Xuanluo's limbs and bones over and over again.
His master was already on the verge of collapse and about to burst.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Xing Chen heard his own voice sounding outside the door.
"Master, are you there?"
Xuan Luo raised his head, dispelled the delusions behind him, and looked around the room. After making sure that those phantoms were not there, he stood up and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was Xing Chen at that time.
Xingchen took out a red lotus that he had folded by hand when he and his friends went out to play, and wanted to give it to Xuanluo.
"Master, do you think it looks very similar to the red lotus in Li Zhui?"
Xing Chen sighed at this moment. His flattering words at that time actually coincided with the dimming of Hong Lian that Li Zhui later felt.
Xuanluo lowered his eyes and glanced at Honglian.
"go out."
Xing Chen outside the door was stunned, his eyes aggrieved: "Master, I haven't entered the house yet."
"Leave Zhitian Realm and do not come back without my order."
Xing Chen looked at him in disbelief, and his expression looked like he was about to cry.
"Master, are you going to chase your disciple away?"
Xuanluo turned around and slammed the door.
Xing Chen stood outside the door for a while and responded in a low voice: "Yes, Master, I will leave now."
Xuan Luo stood behind the door, listening to his footsteps slowly going away, and gently closed her eyes.
After this, Xuanluo secluded himself for a long time.
Xing Chen instructed the Moon Mirror: "Right here, jump to the time before the Lord God fell."
The scene around me didn't change for a while.
Logically speaking, he has no authority to view time periods that are not related to Xingchen.
But after Xing Chen waited for a while, time actually began to flow quickly and quickly jumped to the day when Xuan Luo died.
At that time, Zhitian Realm had been completely closed off by Xuanluo, and no one was allowed to enter.
But when time slowed down, Xing Chen was in Xuan Luo's room and heard bursts of laughter.
He turned and looked at the desk by the window.
Xuan Luo sat there quietly, with Xing Chen behind him, hugging his neck and whispering in his ear.
Sitting at his feet was a Xingchen, looking up at him, with his chin resting on his thigh, and he kept saying coquettishly: "Master, please kiss me."
There was also Xing Chen sitting beside the table, swinging his legs. His two slender white legs were as bright as jade, so dazzling that they could blind people in the dark room. They were definitely deadly scissors.
There is another person outside the window, with his hands on the windowsill supporting his cheek, stars shining in his eyes and his lips like blooming peach blossoms.
"Master, Xing'er is feeling very uncomfortable. Xing'er wants you, Master."
Those phantoms were each speaking their own words, unrelated to each other, and when mixed together they just sounded the coquettish call of "Master" again and again.
The core idea is "to respect the Master".
Xing Chen's face turned red and his heart beat fast.
How should I put it? Although Xuanluo hadn’t seen what he looked like at that time, his imagination was basically correct.
These broken shadows are simply playing him!
But really, it's so noisy with so many of them.
He could only listen, watch, and tease but couldn't touch her. Xing Chen put himself in Xuan Luo's shoes and thought about it for a moment, and he felt like his brain was going to explode.
Xuanluo actually lasted that long.
Xing Chen watched him stand up silently, no longer paying attention to those shadows, and walked out of the room step by step.
Following him out, Xing Chen realized how outrageous the Zhitian Realm had become at this moment.
The originally deserted Ice and Snow Glaze Realm is now full of people and charming laughter.
Everyone had the same face, that of Xing Chen with different postures and expressions. They kept calling Xuan Luo "Master" and saying all kinds of things to him.
They want Master to touch them and hold them in his arms.
They complained about their stomach and leg pains and asked Master to check them. They also wanted Master to see if their buttocks were injured.
They were about to take off their clothes in front of Xuanluo on the street, shouting that it was hot.
There were also many people locked in cages, with their hands locked above their heads, their clothes in disarray, looking at Xuanluo with tearful eyes.
"Master."
"Master."
"Master."
"..."
Xuanluo walked through the longings one after another with an expressionless face, and then went towards the rose sea of stars.
Xing Chen followed behind him.
When they reached the edge of the sea of stars, Xuanluo sat down on a rock nearby.
He turned his head and looked quietly into the depths of the starry sea, looking at the dangerous rock formations inside.
Xing Chen finally heard him speak.
He looked at the rocks and asked, "Xing'er, can you forget for a moment that I am your master?"
No one answered him.
The red lotus flame that was catching up suddenly swayed violently as if it had encountered a hurricane, like a candle in the wind that was about to go out at any time.
"Blame me. It was the master who taught you to respect teachers. You learned it very well."
"I am the heretic."
After Xuanluo finished speaking, blood suddenly flowed from his lips.
At this time, there was a loud thunder in the distance, and white lightning flashed from afar all the way to the Rose Star Sea, and the formation above the Zhitian Realm seemed to sense something.
Later, these formations were connected together by the divine power of Xuanluo and Xingchen. I think it was Xuanluo who did it at this time.
When Xing Chen saw this, he understood everything.
For Xuanluo, love is irreversible, but Xingchen doesn't understand.
In Xing Chen's eyes, he is the most important elder and the most respected teacher. He respects him as his own god. They are definitely not in a relationship that can be illicit.
If Xuan Luo tried to break their existing relationship in the God Realm, with Xing Chen's stubborn mind at that time, he would have to destroy Xing Chen's divine power and seal him up to force him.
Xuan Luo could do this, but he couldn't guarantee that Xing Chen would rather die than dirty his most pure master.
So, he chose to "fall".
Xing Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart when he saw Xuan Luo vomiting blood. Then he activated his divine power and materialized his image in the mirror.
A reminder of the timeline appeared in front of him on the Moon-Tracing Mirror, indicating that changes had been made to the timeline from here on, and that the changed timeline would be backed up additionally.
Xing Chen only hoped that one day in the future, when Xuan Luo picked up the Su Yue Mirror, what he would see would no longer be him turning into nothingness, but Xing Chen accompanying him.
Even though it was a false illusion and could not change what happened later, Xing Chen still wanted to do it.
He rushed over and knelt at Xuanluo's feet.
Xuanluo looked at him, his face carved out of ice and snow showed no fluctuations, probably because he thought that those shadows had appeared again.
Xing Chen didn't say anything, hooked his neck and kissed him.
Xuan Luo's pupils finally shrank sharply, as if pricked by a needle. He raised his hands and hugged Xing Chen fiercely.
This time it wasn't empty.
He really hugged her tightly, and Xuanluo's hands that were pressing against Xingchen's back began to tremble slightly!
Xing Chen stuck out his tongue, teasing him, pestering him, and seducing him.
Xuan Luo's hand quickly climbed up to the back of his head, and he began to take the initiative, like a wolf or a tiger.
Xingchen tried hard to cooperate with him, and his lips and tongue were stirred by him, making smacking sounds.
He kept kissing until Xingchen could no longer kneel and fell into his arms, and only then did Xuanluo let go of him a little.
Xingchen Hongyin stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking at Xuanluo with a dazed look.
"Master, I heard you say you don't want to be just my master, right?"
Xuanluo gently touched his face, "Yes."
"Master is a god, and I am also a god. Master, let's be a couple of gods, okay?"
"it is good."
Xing Chen held his hand and stopped it at his collar. He looked up at Xuan Luo, his eyes filled with the beauty of spring and endless blooming flowers.
"Master, please tear me apart."
Xuanluo looked at him for a long time. He didn't move.
Xing Chen was a little anxious, "Master."
Xuanluo sighed softly.
"Xing'er, tell Master, is this in the mirror or a nightmare beast's dream?"
Xing Chen knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he answered obediently: "In the mirror."
Xuanluo finally smiled, "My Xing'er has truly grown up."
Xing Chen pecked his lips gently.
"Xuanluo, I love you.
Please, love me forever and ever.
No matter the sky collapses or the earth collapses, even if everything goes wrong, you must fall in love with me again and again."
Xuanluo lowered his head and looked at his baby, "Okay."
Xing Chen turned his head and looked at the rocks in the sea of stars.
"The Rose Star Sea is where I appeared, right?"
"Correct."
Xing Chen untied his belt with his fingertips.
"Then right here, Master, come and make me happy."
......
That time, he was lost in the Rose Star Sea for dozens of days and nights.