[She Sees the Human World] The junior sister kissed him.
He seemed to be dreaming, yet also seemed to be extremely awake.
The sound of rain outside the window came in through the window paper, making the night even quieter.
In the dream, his junior sister leaned against him and felt very warm.
The warmth was so real, so direct. The warmth between the skin seeped into the skin through the thin material of the pajamas and reached his chest. It was so hot that he couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or reality.
If only it were reality.
If all this wasn't a dream, if she was really lying in his arms...
Once this thought arose, it grew like weeds and instantly occupied all his thoughts.
As he thought this, he slowly stroked his junior sister's back.
Just like a thousand years ago, when he had not yet ascended to heaven and was still a mortal, his mother did the same, gently coaxing him to sleep on countless cold or stormy nights.
Patting his back gently and slowly, again and again, brought him endless security and warmth.
At this moment, his movements were also so gentle, and he patted her back lightly with endless cherishment.
Time seemed to slow down in the dream.
Every breath feels like a lifetime.
The junior sister moved slightly in his arms, then raised her head and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes.
These eyes were so beautiful. Outside of dreams, he had never really looked at these eyes due to ethics and morals.
And at this moment, he looked into her eyes so seriously for the first time, and was completely mesmerized by them.
——Her eyelashes are thick, but they are not curled up, but slightly drooping, and the part at the corner of her eye is completely blocked by the eyelashes.
He raised his hand in a trance, wanting to use the back of his finger to lift up her eyelashes that were covering her eyes so that he could see his own reflection in her eyes.
As a result, her eyelashes didn't lift up, but her heart started beating wildly.
His heartbeat suddenly quickened, one after another, heavy and rapid, as if it was going to burst out of his chest.
The junior sister seemed unaware of it, she tilted her head and gave an innocent smile.
"Brother, is there something on my eyelashes?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, and they were so close to each other that the hot breath from the junior sister's voice sprayed directly on his neck.
His whole body stiffened, and a familiar, almost uncontrollable heat surged up from the bottom, almost making him surrender instantly.
He used almost all his willpower to suppress the breath that was about to burst out.
But my passion was so strong that I could suppress my breathing, but I couldn't suppress the love in my heart.
"Junior Sister..."
He called her hoarsely.
The green rain around him instantly turned into countless peach petals, fluttering down the sky, as if telling the world that he had long been unable to control his infatuation.
Even his dreams could reveal his deepest delusions.
Unsurprisingly, the two people's breathing was entangled. Zhou Shanyuan could feel his sanity disintegrating bit by bit, and his brain had turned into a pool of paste.
He could no longer think of anything else except the person in front of him.
The avenue and the blue sky all turned into nothingness at this moment.
"Junior sister...good junior sister..."
He murmured, like a sigh, but also like some desperate prayer.
He was pious, more pious than any other time in his practice in the past thousand years.
So finally, he was able to capture her lips.
Warm and soft.
Infatuated and distraught.
Inseparable.
It seemed as if all the suffering and loneliness he had experienced over thousands of years were soothed by this kiss at this moment.
The warm touch spread from the lips pressed against each other, gradually becoming moist and lingering. His throat was too dry to make a sound, and all that was left before his eyes were the dazzling falling peach blossoms, one by one, hitting the tip of his heart.
Warm and humid.
He was so confused and fascinated that he couldn't speak. The only thing he could think of was the person lying in front of him among the chaotic and charming peach petals.
"pain……"
The junior sister's voice was like the sharp claws of a kitten, scratching his mind a little.
Only then did he realize that he had been holding her so tightly without realizing it, his fingertips even pinching the soft flesh on her arm unconsciously.
But he knew clearly that he was in a dream at this moment, and everything he saw was nothing, but he still subconsciously felt distressed. Almost instinctively, he took her hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it gently, coaxing her with endless apology and pity: "It's my fault... I lost control... I'll be gentler..."
The peach petals fell more and more, so many that they seemed to bury both of them.
His heartbeat became faster and faster, and his body became hotter and hotter.
The junior sister hugged his neck tightly, and their bodies gradually became inseparable in the warm and sticky atmosphere.
It was as if they were born to be so close.
My heart is beating like a drum.
It hit his eardrums again and again.
Drowning out all the sounds around.
However, while he was still in this state of confusion and had not yet come to his senses, his legs stood up uncontrollably.
Before he could even react, he had already summoned a ball of fire in his hand, which instantly gathered into a beautiful fire phoenix.
Before he even realized it, the flame in his hand had already attacked Zhou Suyao at an extremely fast speed.
"Big Brother?!"
The junior sister's eyes were full of panic. She didn't even care that her clothes were disheveled and dodged subconsciously.
There was utter disbelief in her voice, and a hint of shock at being suddenly attacked by someone close to her.
"I'm not your senior brother..."
He could clearly hear himself speaking slowly, word by word, cold and unfamiliar, completely out of his control:
"I am the Supreme God of the Spiritual Path, a deity revered by all."
"I am Xun Dan, the only one in the spiritual world who was able to ascend to heaven at a young age... No...!"
The words were suddenly interrupted, replaced by a painful roar erupting from his throat.
The flames exploded again. This time, the fire was no longer the spiritual fire attacking Zhou Suyao, but the fire that erupted from inside his body.
He struggled, intense pain instantly sweeping through his limbs and bones, his eyes shed blood and tears, as if countless pains were oozing out of his body.
He seemed to be resisting something, and the unknown force he was resisting was extremely powerful. In an instant, blood flowed from his nose and ears.
Blood oozing from all seven orifices.
He was stunned, and raised his hands in a trance to wipe the blood flowing from his nose, then stared blankly at the blood that covered his hands.
The suffocating pain came over me instantly.
Is it a dream?
If this is a dream... why is the pain so acute?
He struggled and forced himself to throw his entire body hard to the ground in exchange for some clarity.
But it seems to be of no use.
That moment of clarity was fleeting, as if all consciousness had been taken away from his brain, leaving only a single word that kept repeating like a machine.
“Kill…kill…kill…”
"Kill him..."
"Your father is in imminent danger... The collapse of the spiritual hierarchy is imminent."
"What you can do...what you have to do...is kill her..."
"Kill this... unpredictable woman..."
"No..." He struggled with his last bit of strength, blood foam overflowing from his lips, "I am... Zhou Shanyuan... I am... Su Yao's senior brother..."
The fire in his body burned more and more fiercely, burning his internal organs.
The voice in his head was like an icicle, transforming into countless sharp spikes, gnawing at his remaining consciousness over and over again. He saw Zhou Suyao staggering back, her clothes disheveled, her eyes reflecting his shadow.
A monster with blood coming out of all seven orifices, a hideous face, and a devil-like appearance.
At the same time, what fell from the sky was no longer peach petals, nor the green rain of early spring, but a sticky blood rain with an iron smell.
The raindrops dripped down, soaking his clothes.
It also dyed her pale face red.
"Brother..." The man in front of him trembled in his voice, as if filled with incredible fear. "Big Brother..., what's wrong with you?"
She got no answer.
Zhou Shanyuan's soul screamed, trying to wrest control of his body from the control of his consciousness, but at the same time, an even more despairing realization struck him hard—
He realized that the person who was madly shouting to kill Zhou Suyao was not someone else or anyone else.
It comes from his subconscious...
Something he felt had to be done.
It comes from...a mission that he himself has not yet realized, but firmly believes must be completed
Zhou Shanyuan was completely desperate after realizing this. He was deflated and seemed to have accepted his fate. He no longer fought against his own consciousness, but allowed himself to raise his hand. The flames quickly gathered in his palm, becoming an immortal fire phoenix, and then flew quickly towards Zhou Suyao.
This time, she didn't dodge.
The flames struck her chest.
Her body was hit, and the huge shock wave knocked her hundreds of miles away. Blood splattered out of her broken body and all over his face.
The heat sent shock waves through his body.
This feeling is too real.
He was so panicked for a moment that he thought he had really killed Zhou Suyao.
Pain instantly swept through him.
It was as if a pair of hands were tightly gripping his neck, and he suddenly had difficulty breathing. While struggling, his hands suddenly grasped a trace of warmth.
Then, a burst of calling sounds like heavenly music from the sky, ringing softly in his ears.
“Senior Brother…Senior Brother…Big Brother…!”
Drag him out of this endless chaos.
He gasped heavily and opened his eyes in a trance, only to meet a pair of clear and beautiful eyes.
Those eyes were filled with concern, and it didn't seem fake.
He was slightly stunned, his lips trembling, but he couldn't speak.
"Big Brother...?" Zhou Suyao knelt beside his couch, her fingers still tightly intertwined with his. "What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"
Zhou Shanyuan blinked, and the pain in his chest dissipated the moment he saw her.
The sound of rain outside the window continued, reminding him that this was reality.
And his junior sister was still right in front of him.
Realizing this, he turned his hand extremely slowly, tightly grasped her cold fingers, and gently tightened his grip as if to confirm something.
"right."
His voice was so soft, so soft that Zhou Suyao couldn't hear it at all on this rainy night.
"I had a nightmare. In the dream... I lost my world again."
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