Escape 99 times (VI) If he stayed, he didn't know...
Lu Renjia admitted that his mind went blank for a moment when he was kissed.
Not out of heart-pounding helplessness, but out of unexpected anger.
This is another form of provocation and humiliation.
He raised his head and fought back, but it wasn't a kiss, it was a beast biting each other.
He bit Xuanyuan's tongue, and the smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth, but Xuanyuan was a madman, always competitive and determined to determine who was better.
In this battle, Lu Renjia is more skilled.
Xuanyuan's aura was slightly weakened, and he finally admitted defeat. He left behind medicine and bandages, and said,
"Live well, I haven't had enough fun yet."
Xuanyuan picked up the long-handled umbrella that had fallen to the side and held it above his head, just like when he came, disappearing into the night rain.
The light from the street lamps illuminated his outline for a moment, as well as the tiny bite wound on his lip.
There was blood on the corner of his lips.
…
Lu Renjia didn't know how things had developed to this point.
After the rainy night, he still looked for every opportunity to assassinate Xuanyuan.
But every time they finished fighting, they always ended with a kiss.
They were evenly matched in terms of Kung Fu, but Xuanyuan had never defeated him in a fierce fight, so his desire to win became stronger.
Lu Renjia didn’t understand why he hadn’t put poison on his lips yet - he just needed to sit back and wait for Xuanyuan to fall into his trap.
Perhaps it was because the time and space where he was alone was too lonely, and he didn't want this life to end prematurely.
Or maybe, the more information he got about Xuanyuan, the more he felt that the other party was not the same as he had imagined.
He himself doesn't understand it.
After all, what he lacks the least is time.
The accident happened late one night.
——No, or rather, the changes have already happened, but they have become more radical.
There seemed to be something behind these attackers that was restricting their movements and time. They became more and more anxious as they failed to capture Xuanyuan.
So they gave up their plans of persuasion and companionship and instead started taking the "redemption" route.
They launched wars, carried out assassinations, sneak attacks, and drugging, using every possible means to weaken the power of the Wulin Alliance and Xuanyuan, hoping to drag him into the quagmire and then lend a helping hand from a high position.
Xuanyuan was fed up with this, so he decided to set a trap to catch them all in one fell swoop.
This plan was kept highly secret, and even Qianji Tower only knew this much.
So Lu Renjia didn't expect that late at night, the man he had assassinated dozens of times knocked on his window.
He squatted by the window with a full moon behind him, his cloak hanging behind him like a pair of broken wings of a bird.
Sometimes Lu Renjia really couldn’t understand Xuanyuan’s train of thought. He couldn’t understand why Xuanyuan would run to his house after being seriously injured and say as a matter of course, “I’m injured, take me in for a while.”
Just like he couldn't understand the kiss on the rainy night.
Xuanyuan in front of him was now weak and wounded, and it was easy to kill him.
A single stroke of the pen in his hand was enough to cut his throat.
Xuanyuan handed the knife to him personally.
Just one swipe.
His purpose of approaching Xuanyuan, his goal of replacing Xuanyuan as the protagonist, and his conjecture about the restart of the world will all come true.
Just one swipe.
Xuanyuan's blood dripped onto the instep of his feet.
Still warm.
Just like that rainy night, the blood flowing from his body wet Xuanyuan's palms.
He looked at the bold prey in front of him expressionlessly, grabbed his neck and kissed him.
Anger and desire are things that can be converted into each other.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan's cheeks, which were flushed due to difficulty breathing, and the blood on his cheeks.
He himself didn't know where this unwarranted anger came from, so he could only return it in its original form.
Xuanyuan fainted and was caught in his arms.
He clearly saw the smile on Xuanyuan's lips before he fainted.
Xuanyuan entered the game with his own body, wanting to drag himself into this chess game.
He just didn't want to.
Qianji Tower's ability to collect information was extremely terrifying, and he quickly figured out Xuanyuan's entire plan.
He locked Xuanyuan into the secret room of Qianji Tower.
Xuanyuan was well-behaved. When he woke up and found himself locked up, he did not do anything extreme. Even though his ears and eyes were blocked, he still found everything interesting. He did not act like a prisoner, but rather as if he treated this place as a holiday resort, and treated him as an object of entertainment.
Obviously, he used kisses to deliver the medicine just to avenge the provocation on that rainy night, but Xuanyuan, who lost to him in every competition, still hooked his neck, circled his hair with her fingertips, and asked him with a smile,
"My dear landlord, do you regard me as a forbidden delicacy?"
"Only kissing?"
"When are you going to take the next step? If you can't do it, why don't you let me do it."
It's complete nonsense.
This went on for more than a month.
Until one day, Xuanyuan said, "I'm leaving."
His heart suddenly skipped a beat.
In fact, he had anticipated this day.
He knew that the Xuanbing Iron could not trap Xuanyuan, and neither could the Qianji Tower.
But why leave?
"Just stay here, isn't it?"
Is it not good?
He can live normally, Xuanyuan doesn't have to die, and doesn't have to face countless attackers.
Why do you want to leave?
Xuanyuan said that there were still many things waiting for him to deal with outside.
Yes, he knows.
Xuanyuan is the leader of the martial arts world and the head of a faction. He has not shown up for a month in order to lure out the snake from its hole. Now there is chaos in the martial arts world.
Apart from Xuanyuan, there is no other martial arts leader who can convince everyone. If Xuanyuan disappears, disputes will inevitably arise.
But the world has never treated him well. What does the life and death of others have to do with him?
He looked at Xuanyuan.
After a long time, he finally untied the shackles on Xuanyuan's feet.
It's not because he has compassion for the world, but because he knows clearly that some people cannot be locked up.
He observed for several lifetimes and prepared delicious meals for Xuanyuan.
Warm and cozy environment.
Countless treasured secrets.
All of this couldn't hold him back.
Thinking of this, the fire in his heart burned more fiercely, so he turned around and prepared to leave, fearing that he would regret what he was doing in the next second.
But he didn't expect that Xuanyuan called him, then stood on the bed and kissed him condescendingly.
Xuanyuan proudly enjoyed the pleasure of looking down, like a cat that had stolen a fish.
It's a bad cat.
His anger, which had nowhere to vent, finally found an outlet.
He forced Xuanyuan to lose his breathing and composure.
The sky and the earth seemed to disappear, and there was chaos all around.
Xuanyuan was forced to let out a muffled groan.
He was struck by lightning and let go of the person abruptly. Xuanyuan sat on the bed, panting and looking at him.
The corners of her eyes turned red from his kiss, and her eyelashes became wet with tiny tears.
He suddenly covered Xuanyuan's eyes.
Xuanyuan didn't understand and blinked. Her wet eyelashes brushed across his palm, leaving a slight wet feeling.
Like being gently rubbed by a small animal.
It felt like someone licked the palm of my hand.
He closed his eyes, trying to remain calm, and made small talk, as if to hide the turmoil in his heart.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice gave him away.
He never thought that he would react.
It was obviously just a kiss.
He was clearly dressed neatly at this moment, but he looked as if he had been stripped naked and was standing in the snow, looking extremely miserable.
His calm head, which he prided himself on, was now in chaos.
But Xuanyuan still asked him, "Does Qianji Tower want to form an alliance with Wulin League?"
"I mean, do you want to give me a name?"
It sounds like a joke.
But they all knew that this was no joke.
His mind went blank.
Because when Xuanyuan asked this, his heart actually beat faster.
He could only turn around, cover up his embarrassment, and hurried away, leaving behind a sentence,
"You should go now."
He could feel Xuanyuan's gaze.
But he couldn't stay.
If he stayed, he didn't know how to respond.
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