He and It

Yan Huan was completely stunned. The strings in his mind suddenly broke. He hugged the Taoist monk's body and cried and howled like crazy. There was nothing more painful than this in the world! He really wished he could die now, right away!

He immediately began to vomit over and over again, vomiting blood, vomiting out bones and flesh, vomiting out organs, anything. As long as he could relieve the severe pain and bear everything that Liu Fuguang had suffered, he would do anything! he……

Just when Yan Huan was dying in his dream, crying until his throat became hoarse, a handful of cool things, like thin raindrops or water droplets, passed through the nightmare and sprinkled on his head.

The evil dragon was awakened. He slowly opened his nine eyes with tears streaming down his face and looked up tremblingly.

What on earth could actually wake him up from his endless dreams?

Dragon God looked at it intently and was completely stunned.

Liu Fuguang was seen standing barefoot on the ground, looking tired, holding a handful of lotus seeds in his hand.

Stop making noise, he said tiredly, Everyone in the palace is howling because of you.

Chapter 193 Ask Here (Twenty-one)

Yan Huan jumped up. He forgot the difference between reality and dream, and also forgot his current situation. Everything he saw in the dream made his liver and gallbladder split, and he went crazy with pain.

Maintaining the body shape of a dragon, he opened his mouth big enough to swallow the world, and took Liu Fuguang into his mouth, into a space that was completely isolated from the outside world.

Liu Fuguang: ...

Liu Fuguang felt his eyes go dark, and he was already in endless darkness. The ground under his feet was no longer solid and smooth jade, but some kind of sticky and slippery rugged landform, like a throat.

He stood quietly for a while. Here, Yan Huan's choked and sobs seemed to be blown by the wind from all directions, swaying everywhere.

Liu Fuguang looked calm and counted the seconds in his mind. After counting half an hour, he couldn't count the other half, so he decided not to wait any longer. He squeezed out a lotus seed and pressed it on the center of his thumb with the middle finger of his right hand.

Although he has lost his Tao Heart Dantian, he is still a pure Tao body that is unique among all. As long as there is an external object acting as a medium, the spiritual energy contained in his flesh and blood can still be evaporated.

The lotus seeds emitted crystal clear white light. Liu Fuguang flicked his hand, and like a sharp and shining arrow, the lotus seeds shot out of the air, carrying the aura of goodness and karma, and swooshed into the endless darkness. Like stabbing a red-hot iron knife into the ice and snow, Yan Huan's crying stopped immediately.

The evil dragon rolled its nine eyes sluggishly. The slight burning pain made him wake up as if from a dream, and then he realized what stupid thing he had done. Yan Huan froze, and the sad crying turned into vague and moaning.

me……

He opened his mouth coquettishly and released Liu Fuguang intact. Facing Liu Fuguang's faint eyes, the dragon's shape shrank smaller and smaller. Finally, Yan Huan looked like a python, or a bundle of particularly thick black hemp rope, wilting. The wilted ground was bunched together and piled at Liu Fuguang's feet.

I was... having a nightmare, I didn't mean to...

Liu Fuguang didn't say a word. He climbed into bed, sighed tiredly, and then closed his eyes.

I couldn't sleep anymore. I could just close my eyes and rest my mind, and I could regain some strength.

Yan Huan didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to close his eyes again. After thinking about it, he boldly indulged the strong greed in his heart and quietly swam to Liu Fuguang's bedside.

A Qing Qing, turned around dozens of times in the mouth, and finally swallowed it reluctantly, Yan Huan said in a low voice: Fuguang...

After calling out like this, Liu Fuguang's expression remained normal and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Huan continued: Fuguang, I'm sorry for waking you up. Are you unable to sleep? Let's talk, okay?

The bed was silent as usual, but Yan Huan seemed to be encouraged by something. He swallowed his throat and tried to keep his voice as soft and gentle as possible, like a gurgling stream.

I still remember that you used to always talk and laugh. I used to laugh at you for your naivety and sentimentality. In fact, I was also confused in my heart. Why do you always have so many good things to discover and explore? Yan Huan said softly, You don't have to say it now, I'll just tell you and listen to you.

He thought for a while. In fact, when it comes to sharing life, he can only share stories seen through the most evil eyes. How can this be considered good? Therefore, Yan Huan racked his brains and searched for a while, and finally hesitantly said: I once saw a very interesting thing in a small world under Niuzhou in Xihe. There is a country there called ' Mani', there was a grandstanding prince in the court. He boasted that he had a wide circle of friends. Not only could he become friends with officials of the same court, but also those who were from all walks of life, including chickens and dogs and thieves - even beggars on the street begging for food. And shallow friendship. However, such ridiculous behavior has earned him a reputation as a courteous corporal. But in my opinion, he is just a shabby sedan car that is just trying to gain fame. Even the cheapest prostitute. It's more sophisticated than him. Sooner or later, this sedan will carry a distinguished guest who wants to overthrow him.

It is said that it is telling a story, but when it comes out of Yan Huan's tongue, it becomes even more bitter and mean.

What I saw was indeed correct. A few years later, this man's style became more and more frivolous and exaggerated. As a relative of the royal family, he had no official promotion, and his reputation spread all over the world. Naturally, he was no longer satisfied with making friends with the same kind. Friend. Therefore, he said that even the monsters, foxes and birds playing in the mountains and forests, or the lonely ghosts wandering in the streets, can form irreversible friendships with him. Yan Huan laughed twice, it was a funny laugh, He also smiled with gloating, It's a pity...he doesn't know that man is the spirit of all things, and the words he speaks are more piercing than the nails spit out. He only wants to swagger through the market in a good reputation, so naturally he is not aware of the danger behind him.

Gradually speaking smoothly, Yan Huan said calmly: A few months later, he was taking a nap in his mansion, and suddenly he heard a cool breeze on the back of his neck. He opened his eyes and saw a man sitting in front of him. The so-called friends we made in the past, it’s just that that friend passed away three days ago.”

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