Chapter 39
Lan Yexing stared at him with eyes wide open, her face completely red: "You——"
How could you say such things so directly and confidently in a place like this that only an asshole would say!
I want to curse someone but I can't think of what to say. I want to just slap the other person, but the situation and atmosphere are really inappropriate.
The footsteps outside the window were so clear that they had almost reached the door. Afraid that the other party would say something even more unbearable, Lan Yexing simply covered his mouth with his hand and looked outside with a serious expression.
The blond young man did not brush away the soft and slender hand. He just looked at the boy in his arms with interest. He was obviously a stranger but his whole body was instinctively clamoring for desire. The hand covering Lan Yexing's waist deliberately hid his palm, and the fingers of the other big hand were raised, casually teasing the boy's soft hair.
In such a hellish and bloody place, he used a look filled with lust to scan the boy's pretty face, which had turned red due to the teasing, his slender white neck, the delicate collarbone revealed under the uniform white shirt, and the extremely limited white skin in the collar...
Qiao You's emerald eyes darkened: he had completely confirmed that he had a physical desire for Lan Yexing and an emotion that was even more chaotic and profound than desire - and he couldn't recognize this emotion yet.
So even though his brain had temporarily forgotten him, his body still recognized him instantly.
Countless bad thoughts were surging in his mind. Qiao You raised his eyebrows and licked the boy's soft and warm palm covering his face with evil intentions.
Lan Yexing's body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and he was so stimulated that he wanted to move his hand away. At this time, the alpha outside had already entered the room. Lan Yexing suppressed the feeling that made his whole body weak and still covered his mouth with his palm tightly, staring at him warningly.
Qiao You looked at him with a smile and narrowed his eyes: It seems that they have not had any more intimate physical contact.
It was incredible. Even with his memory frozen, every organ and every cell in his body was still instinctively and madly craving for the boy. He couldn't imagine how deep his desire for Lan Yexing was before he lost his memory.
It is really unimaginable that a person like him who has always indulged and exploited his dark side would actively suppress this desire before losing his memory.
"Step, step"
Outside the paint cabinet, a middle-aged man with the same face as the two clone alphas on the ground had walked in front of Leon. The dark shadow reflected by the thin moonlight was pressed next to the paint cabinet. Lan Yexing's body stiffened and he covered the handsome face of the young man with even more force.
The alpha not far away was like a robot, not paying any attention to his dead accomplice on the ground. He just looked down at the dead Leon, his voice mechanical and stiff, as if he rarely used his vocal cords. He narrated in an extremely cold voice: "Your Highness, His Majesty the King ordered me to tell you that you betrayed and disobeyed your most wise and great father, and you deserved this fate."
He began to imitate the tone of an old man in a weird and funny way: "Child, this is the last thing you can do for the royal family - for the supreme honor of the royal family, you can just die peacefully."
"Give my regards to your mother who is also sleeping in hell."
After saying that, the alpha slowly raised his right hand, and the air in the room began to vibrate violently, gathering towards his hand. Soon, the air within a radius of several meters outside the room and the entire room was rapidly compressing and vibrating, as if it were condensing towards his hand...
All the air in the room was snatched away by the alpha in an instant. Qiao You's expression became extremely cold. He glanced at the shadow expressionlessly. Even though the fact that the oxygen was almost running out made his already injured body uncomfortable, his emerald eyes were full of careless impatience and arrogance: the one who came to clean up the mess was still not the real person.
Instinctively, he didn't want to do it himself or kill anyone in front of Lan Yexing.
Well, there is no point in staying here now.
Qiao You tightened his arm around Lan Yexing's waist and was ready to take the boy away - anyone who used mental power in a completely oxygen-deprived environment would feel physical pain, but he always enjoyed pain, so it was still very convenient for him to take him away.
Thinking of this, he rubbed his temples casually and impatiently, lowered his head slightly and looked at Lan Yexing, about to comfort him not to move, but the young man in his arms was looking at him quietly with a soft and distressed expression.
Qiao You's pupils shrank and he felt as if his heart was hit hard by something.
The next second, the boy stretched out his arms and put them around his neck, then kissed his lips very gently.
Qiao You suddenly opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously exerted force on the hand around Lan Yexing's waist, as if he wanted to rub the young man who was kissing him awkwardly and passing oxygen to him into his bones.
The other hand was fiercely bent, and Lan Yexing and all traces he left in the room turned into dust in an instant. The space was horribly distorted for a moment, and the tall and handsome young man held Lan Yexing steadily in one hand and stepped into the cedar forest near the building.
Almost in the next moment, there was a terrifying "bang" and the entire building exploded from the inside out, turning into dust in an instant.
The earth seemed to tremble for a moment, and thick dust was flying everywhere within a few meters around the building.
In the safe area of the cedar forest, Qiao You licked Lan Yexing's lips contentedly for the last time before slowly letting the boy go.
Hearing the loud noise, Lan Yexing shuddered, turned around abruptly to protect the young man, and subconsciously protected him behind him. When he realized that they were safe, he stiffened his body and slowly looked at the bloody dust in the distance, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What kind of mental power is that?"
Such a terrifying power actually still exists...
Does Qiao You’s enemy include that kind of person?
The blond youth hugged the boy from behind affectionately and morbidly, satisfying the body's instinctive desire for the boy through physical contact. Such intimate and strong physical contact made him let out a low and satisfied sigh. He then put his lips ambiguously to Lan Yexing's ear and explained: "Leon has two kinds of mental power, one is identity transfer, and the other is air control. And this idiot who died with Leon should have the same mental power as Leon."
This kind of psychic can compress countless air into a limited enclosed space, and then control them to explode in an instant, which will produce this effect.
Lan Yexing pursed his lips and nodded. He frowned slightly, looking as if he was thinking:
He just heard that it was the king who sent those clones.
So, what was the purpose of the king sending the first two clones here?
He then ordered a clone with the same mental power as Leon to come here and blow up the entire building where Leon was in a suicide attempt. What was his purpose?
And, most importantly...what role does Qiao You play in this, and will he be in danger?
Lan Yexing bit her lower lip, her voice a little muffled: "Will that [body time reversal freeze] affect your health? When will the impact end?"
At this time, the alarmed security personnel outside the fir forest had already rushed there. The noise continued to come, but Qiao You didn't care. He still hugged Lan Yexing from behind, with his chin resting on the boy's neck. He glanced at the collapsed building in the distance that buried many lives with indifference, arrogance and nonchalantness. After hearing the deep concern for him in the boy's words, he buried his face in the boy's soft and nice-smelling neck with affection and ambiguity, and said in a hoarse voice: "No. It will be over in two weeks at most." At most two weeks, he will be able to remember everything about him completely...
Lan Yexing didn't care about the other party's overly morbid intimacy with him at this time. He continued to ask: "You don't remember anything after graduating from high school, right?"
Qiao You licked the white skin on the boy's neck obsessively and ambiguously, and answered obediently: "Yes."
He knew that he was affected by [Body Time Rewind Freeze] because the organs of this psychic were very special. Even after death, they would remain fresh and would not oxidize.
After he woke up from that mental power, he quickly recognized that the two clones on the ground were killed by him using his extraction ability. He confirmed the organs of one of them with extreme disgust and knew that he had been hit.
Lan Yexing was startled. He reached out and gently touched the cool golden hair on the side of his neck. He took a deep breath and asked, "So, how did you recognize me?"
Why did Qiao You, who had forgotten everything, call out his name the first time he saw him?
On the side of Lan Yexing's neck, the blond young man, who was immature and had not yet fully learned to disguise his morbid personality, laughed even more happily and morbidly. He slowly raised his clenched fist and placed it in front of the young man, then slowly opened it.
Qiao You's chin was still resting on the boy's thin shoulder. He looked at his palm with admiration, and said in a happy and hoarse voice: "Baby, look."
The moonlight fell into the woods, clearly illuminating the big hand in front of Lan Yexing.
The stronger smell of blood rushed directly into his nose. Lan Yexing's body suddenly stiffened and he suddenly opened his eyes wide:
The young man's broad palm was almost completely covered in shocking blood. His skin was bloody and horrible. The bones, muscles, and countless nerves of his palm were ruthlessly [pulled] out of the skin of his palm, and intertwined in a messy and intricate way, forming a few clear, terrifying, and bloody words:
[Don't forget Lan Yexing. He is yours. ]
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