Chapter 104

The warm sun poured down from the top of Du'e Peak, enveloping the two of them.

Xiao Mo's tears wet Chu Jinglan's clothes. The voice in his throat went from suppressed to collapsed, and then gradually became low and hoarse, turning into a breath.

He cried the tears of two people, as if he wanted to cry out all the pain for someone.

But Xiao Mo also knew that this catharsis only lifted the cloth covering the top, revealing the bloody wound underneath. It would take some effort to heal the wound.

Chu Jinglan has survived the catastrophe of his inner demons, so even if his consciousness is torn apart again or his spirit is unstable, he will not have any inner demons that would snatch his body away from him. But that doesn't mean he doesn't have any demons in his heart.

Xiao Mo regained his human form, but after many twists and turns, Chu Jinglan's inner demon is still him.

Xiao Mo tightened his hands on Chu Jinglan's shoulders, and he felt a light touch on the top of his head.

A kiss landed on the top of his head.

Xiao Mo's whole body was shocked, and tears almost fell from his eyes again.

...Why be so cautious?

Xiao Mo couldn't help but raise his head from his arms, and Chu Jinglan also lowered his head, and their eyes met.

Those eyes that were no longer pretending certainly did not belong to the Chu Jinglan of three hundred years ago. The young man would hide again. Love and hate were clear. Such a pair of eyes could not be refined without time.

People respected and feared him, but Xiao Mo felt sorry for him.

He leaned over and placed his lips on the corners of Chu Jinglan's red but dry eyes.

This also brought moisture to Chu Jinglan's eyes.

Chu Jinglan tightened her hands around Xiao Mo's waist, and in the next kiss, they landed on each other's lips.

Just by touching and rubbing gently, it soothes the lips all the way to the heart.

When they separated, Chu Jinglan used the cleansing technique to wipe away Xiao Mo's tears and then picked him up.

The feeling of emptiness made Xiao Mo's heart skip a beat, but he relaxed his body and leaned into Chu Jinglan's arms with complete trust.

Chu Jinglan brought him back to the house, took out a bottle of Yu Lu and fed it to Xiao Mo to moisten his throat.

He cried for too long and his throat was really uncomfortable. After Xiao Mo finished drinking the Jade Dew, he moved towards Chu Jinglan again.

But this time, Chu Jinglan stretched out a finger and put it on his lips.

Xiao Mo's eyelashes trembled and he looked fixedly at Chu Jinglan.

Chu Jinglan pressed his fingers on Xiao Mo's lips, caressing the soft flower lightly and heavily. His eyes were dim and his voice was hoarse: "If you do it again, I don't know what I will do."

Xiao Mo felt a pain in his eyes. He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while. When Chu Jinglan was about to withdraw her hand, he suddenly opened his lips and bit Chu Jinglan's fingers.

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "..."

Chu Jinglan's eyes darkened instantly.

Xiao Mo followed his fingertips, took Chu Jinglan's hand, and kissed her palm.

Xiao Mo's cuffs dropped, revealing the golden chain on his wrist. In a trance, Chu Jinglan seemed to really see him being locked here. When he came to his senses, Xiao Mo had been grabbed by the wrist and pressed down on the bed.

The jet-black hair like a waterfall was scattered among the embroidered bedding. Xiao Mo's eyes were sparkling, and the corners of his eyes were red from tears, as if rouge had spread, and like fire, burning Chu Jinglan's mind.

He felt like he was split in half. His mind was clear, but his body was almost out of his control.

If this fire of delusion, which has been untouchable for a long time, were to ignite, he really couldn't guarantee that he would still have any sanity left.

He didn't want to get entangled with Xiao Mo when he was out of control, because he wanted to remember Xiao Mo's every expression and every reaction.

I want him to be happy, but I don't want him to be in pain.

Xiao Mo saw all the changes in Chu Jinglan's expression. To be honest, he was a little nervous and his hands couldn't help but curl up.

But at the same time as being nervous, his heart was beating faster and faster, hiding anticipation, just like Chu Jinglan was hesitant to take action, but was clearly craving for it.

Chu Jinglan longed for Xiao Mo, and also longed for peace of mind.

Xiao Mo can understand it.

So he raised his other hand and slowly pulled Chu Jinglan down.

It will take time for Chu Jinglan's injuries to heal. He will do his best to treat Chu Jinglan well in the future. He feels sorry for Chu Jinglan seeing her like this.

Chu Jinglan fell down beside Xiao Mo with the force. His current state was not suitable for doing anything. His consciousness was torn between darkness and clarity, and his heart was beating so fast that he had to rely on the circulation of his spiritual power to support himself. The scene in front of his eyes was sometimes black and sometimes white. Only when he held Xiao Mo's hand could he feel a little reality.

Xiao Mo covered his eyes with his hands and kissed him again. For some reason, this kiss in the dark made Chu Jinglan feel safe.

He opened his mouth and responded a little.

Without vision, other senses become more acute, and he felt warmth, softness, and security.

The consciousness that was thought to be out of control was slowly pulled back, and the two of them kissed each other tenderly, absorbing each other's warmth.

Their previously heavy breathing also sank in this light kiss, and the two of them hugged each other and lay together.

The dazzling afternoon sun became lazy, and both of them lost their strength.

"Stay with me for a while,"

Xiao Mo did not move his hand from in front of Chu Jinglan. Chu Jinglan closed her eyes and her eyelashes brushed across Xiao Mo's palm: "I haven't slept in many years."

Although it's past lunch break, don't worry, Xiao Mo: "Then you should get some sleep. We can talk about it after you wake up, okay?"

Chu Jinglan responded in a low voice.

Maintaining this posture, Xiao Mo felt Chu Jinglan's breathing becoming calmer and calmer. After a long time, he slowly let go of Chu Jinglan's hand.

Chu Jinglan fell asleep.

Xiao Mo was also very emotional today and cried for a while. To be honest, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. His red and swollen eyes were still red. Chu Jinglan was lying quietly beside him at this moment. Xiao Mo withdrew his hand, wiped the corners of his eyes, and buried himself in Chu Jinglan's arms.

I'm sorry, Chu Jinglan.

From now on I will be with you and keep my word.

Perhaps he was really tired, and before he knew it, Xiao Mo fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, it was dark outside. There was only a light on in the room. When he opened his eyes, several lights came on. Chu Jinglan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him quietly, and his expression seemed very peaceful.

Xiao Mo stood up, and Chu Jinglan brushed the hair off his forehead: "Are you awake?"

"Um."

Xiao Mo leaned his head on his shoulder and relaxed for a moment. After a moment, he spoke in the silence: "Has Tiandao looked for you?"

This is what Chu Jinglan said in broad daylight.

Chu Jinglan: “Yeah.”

"So the destruction of the old way is caused by you..."

"It was mainly because of Himself. After several accumulations, He already had enough strength. However, at my request, He left behind a trace of consciousness of the old way. It was not long ago that He completely wiped it out."

Xiao Mo held his hand under the quilt and guessed something: "Is it because of me?"

"yes."

Perhaps it was because he finally had a peaceful rest after a hundred years of absence. Chu Jinglan's tone was not pretentious at this time, and he was truly calm under the lights: "I don't know if you will come back."

All we can do is do the best we can and wait for an answer.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes: "Sorry."

"You don't have to apologize if you come back."

Xiao Mo also understood Chu Jinglan's previous actions. Whenever he went down the mountain or went out of the house, Chu Jinglan would immediately catch up with him because he was uneasy.

"Let's make the couple seal again, Chu Jinglan." Xiao Mo said, "This way you can sense me at all times, and I can sense you at all times."

Although the reunification ceremony has not yet begun, Xiao Mo wants to do something first to put Chu Jinglan at ease.

Chu Jinglan leaned over and took Xiao Mo to him. He looked at Xiao Mo's empty forehead and said, "Okay."

"But I want the Red Luan Seal, are you willing?"

The Red Luan Seal means sharing more than just items. Once such a Taoist seal is made, it means that the two will sleep in the same bed and be buried in the same grave, truly living and dying together.

"Why not?" Xiao Mo's finger crossed Chu Jinglan's brow, "I said I won't leave, just because I want to share life and death with you."

The two of them forced out their spiritual power and blood essence, raised their hands, touched each other's eyebrows, used their hands as pens, and their spiritual power and blood essence as ink, and re-drew the Taoist couple seal on each other's forehead, which was deeper and heavier than before.

A red lotus and a dark night chrysanthemum reappeared on their bodies. Once the Red Luan seal was placed on them, it would be inseparable for the rest of their lives.

If they were not deeply in love, no one would tie this kind of Taoist seal that leaves no way out.

But it was just right for Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan, as they didn't need any escape route.

The seal was completed, and Chu Jinglan's kiss fell on Xiao Mo's brow.

He pressed his lips along Xiao Mo's brows and nose, and then kissed him on the lips.

This kiss was different from the one during the day. It pried open the lips and teeth, was bold and unbridled, and quickly robbed Xiao Mo of his air. Xiao Mo's hands on Chu Jinglan's shoulders began to curl up. He wanted to respond as he did during the day, but found that he could only be swept away by Chu Jinglan and could not find his own pace at all.

The completely different feeling lit a bigger fire, burning him to death.

After the kiss, Xiao Mo finally regained his breath. His body went limp, and his eyes were filled with a pool of spring water that was shimmering beyond description.

Chu Jinglan whispered in his ear and said in a low voice: "I want you."

Tonight he promises to remember every detail of Xiao Mo, his spirit is extremely clear and will definitely not hurt him.

It was unknown when he would encounter such a state of consciousness again, and Chu Jinglan did not want to miss it.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes, trembling but firmly climbing onto his shoulders: "... Yeah."

"You can do whatever you want to me."

The cloud embroidered tent was torn off, and the two people fell into the soft bushes. Under the light, the two shadows approached each other, and soon they merged into one place and could not be distinguished from each other.

The flowers are blooming and their faces are relaxed, the lotus is dripping with dew, the white cranes are raising their necks and singing incessantly.

The brocade tent swayed, and was suddenly pulled by a hand. The white porcelain was stained with a thin layer of sweat, and a thin gold chain on the wrist also swayed continuously. The hand held Yunjin tightly, but at a certain moment, it lost its strength and fell softly with an uncontrollable sound.

It rested on the edge, and another hand hooked the thin chain around his wrist and grabbed it back without saying a word.

Chu Jinglan was calling his name: "Xiao Mo."

Because of the sound and movement, Xiao Mo's voice could only tremble as he responded: "...Yeah."

"Xiao Mo."

"Well! I... am here."

He said with force: "Xiao Mo."

"ah!"

This time, it took a long time before Xiao Mo's voice, still immersed in the afterglow, could be heard: "...I'm here."

The spiritual fire lamps lit up the house one by one. As the night deepened and the dew became heavier, the fire in the house would not go out, with no sign of stopping.

It was not until dawn that the lights were no longer needed and the movement in the house gradually stopped.

Xiao Mo lay on the quilt, feeling drowsy and without the strength to move. He only had the strength to open his eyelids, but because of the kiss on his eyes, he was unable to close them.

Chu Jinglan called out softly again: "Xiao Mo."

Every time he called out, Xiao Mo never let him down: "...I'm here, Chu Jinglan."