Yin Biyue suddenly met a pair of beautiful eyes. Before he could feel happy, the word "Senior Brother" got stuck in his throat. He felt like he was falling into an ice cave and couldn't speak.
Luo Mingchuan woke up. But his eyes were as dark as the abyss, without any confusion of just waking up, but calm and terrifyingly strange.
Yin Biyue's true energy was pushed to its limit. The Linyuan Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he called out tentatively, "Senior Brother..."
Luo Mingchuan looked straight at him and said only two words, "Go."
Yin Biyue breathed a sigh of relief, "No, Senior Brother, how do you feel now?"
Luo Mingchuan was aware of his own condition and said, "I'm fine. It's not too late for you to leave now."
Yin Biyue shook his head, "If everything is fine, let's go together."
"boom--"
The cave trembled for a moment, and a surging pressure surged like a tide. Yin Biyue staggered two steps and fell to the ground, shouting in disbelief, "Senior Brother——"
Luo Mingchuan stood up and got off the bed. His aura rose rapidly, like a flood bursting through a dam. His sleeves and black hair were lifted high. He walked slowly and stood in front of Yin Biyue without saying anything. His eyes were surging, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
Inexplicably, Yin Biyue thought of the illusion in the Buddhist hall again.
My senior brother is still my senior brother and he still recognizes me, but he looks a bit like the man in the ink-colored robe sitting on the throne of Changyuan Palace.
A cold look, a condescending attitude, and identical eyes.
Standing in the simply decorated cave feels like standing in a magnificent palace with bright candlelight.
It was too late to be alert. Under the tangible pressure, Yin Biyue's true energy flow stagnated and his cultivation was strictly restrained.
He could only watch as Luo Mingchuan leaned over and approached him.
An extreme sense of danger followed.
His eyes were full of hope, "Brother, you are awake, you still recognize me, right..."
The world was spinning.
He was lifted up horizontally, and suddenly felt a pain on his back, and then he realized that he was pressed on the bed. They were so close that he could smell their breath, and the warm breath sprayed on his neck.
Yin Biyue was confused, he felt that his senior brother shouldn't be like this.
Senior Brother would not hurt him, Senior Brother was always gentle. But this was Senior Brother, not anyone else.
The warm breath seemed to burn the skin on the side of his neck, and was mixed with wet licking. It was as if the person on his body was tasting something delicious, causing Yin Biyue to tremble slightly.
Although his cultivation was restrained, he was holding the Linyuan Sword in his hand, so he was not powerless to resist. But he remembered what Senior Cheng said, and was worried that the divine consciousness in the sword would turn Luo Mingchuan into a real demon king, so he hurriedly put the sword into his sleeve.
When you have nothing in your hands and no one to rely on, you start to really get afraid.
He remembered what his senior brother had said before.
"When you reach the eighth level of Tianluo Jiuzhuan, you must constantly absorb the vitality and cultivation of others and use them for yourself... Once you start this kind of practice, there is no turning back."
So now, after my brother has unlocked his cultivation, he wants to suck my life? But the way he chooses the place to bite, is he going to eat me?
Yin Biyue thought of the eight words "others are the butchers and I am the meat".
"No, don't..." He turned his head away, trying to dodge, and even raised his hand to push the person on him. However, he was restrained by the pressure and couldn't exert any strength.
Luo Mingchuan looked up upon hearing the voice, and used his fingers to twist Yin Biyue's jaw, making him turn his head to face him.
Yin Biyue looked into the inky black pupils, which were as dark as the abyss, reflecting his pale face.
In a moment, my mind became chaotic, as if I had fallen into a warm cloud, and my comfortable mind became hazy.
Yin Biyue looked at his senior brother's eyes and thought they were really bright and beautiful. The candlelight on the table danced in his eyes like stars.
Just looking at it, it feels like having drunk dozens of jars of Zui Liuxian, and being so drunk that you don’t know what day it is.
No matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it is not enough to resist the nearly perfect Tianluo Jiuzhuan.
Luo Mingchuan chuckled, raised his hand and took the black crown that was used to tie the hair, and then three thousand white hairs poured down like a waterfall.
Yin Biyue whimpered vaguely, like a small animal in distress, weakly calling for help. Luo Mingchuan knew he was calling for him.
“Senior Brother…”
“Senior Brother…”
He was unconsciously asking for help from his abuser.
Luo Mingchuan felt that he must be crazy, otherwise why would he do such a thing.
I also felt that I had never been more clear-headed than at this moment, and I finally did what I wanted to do.
Extreme contradictions, the edge of explosion. Just like walking on a cliff, the next step is the abyss.
He started from his emotions, stopped at propriety, and never went beyond the rules. He has always been like this.
Some even think that he does not seek fame or profit, and is as upright as a person without desires.
But how can we be born as human beings without desires? Is there any absolutely perfect gentleman or saint in the world?
When Tianluo Jiuzhuan is practiced to this level, it is enough to arouse the deepest desires in people's hearts and magnify them to the extreme.
He grabbed the back of the person's head and kissed her without letting her refuse.
Long and fierce.
Yin Biyue was having trouble breathing, and her broken moans were stuck in her throat, and she could only make weak whimpers.
His body temperature had been low for many years due to his practice of the Cold Water Sword, but now, he felt as if a fire was burning all over his body, burning the corners of his eyes slightly red.
The young and inexperienced body cannot withstand stimulation.
My junior fellow apprentice was moved.
This realization made Luo Mingchuan very happy, and the voice in his heart began to sound.
You see, my junior brother likes it too, so what’s wrong with that?
Get him.
Make him completely yours.
Yin Biyue obediently allowed himself to be manipulated, and there was a bright color in his eyes and eyebrows, which was completely different from his usual coldness.
From outer robe to inner garment, Luo Mingchuan was extremely patient, just like unwrapping the layers of a gift.
Fortunately, there is plenty of time, so don't be in a hurry and take your time.
After the beginning of winter, the sky darkens early. The birds and animals are silent, and the only sound in the forest is the wind whistling through the mountains and forests, blowing up fallen leaves.
The moon is at its zenith.
The cold moonlight shines into the cave, and also has a hot and lingering temperature.
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When Yin Biyue regained consciousness, she didn't know how much time had passed or what had happened.
The head is no longer dizzy, thoughts are clear, true energy is abundant, functions are smooth, and even the level of cultivation is higher than before.
His first reaction was to grab the sword, but then he remembered that he had put Lin Yuan away. Because he was afraid of hurting his senior brother...
Senior brother?!
Yin Biyue suddenly turned his head and met the concerned eyes of the people around him, "Junior brother, you are awake."
His eyes were soft, yet filled with guilt.
Yin Biyue just realized that he was lying on the bed, and his senior brother was sitting beside the bed watching over him.
Luo Mingchuan took out a new outer robe and wanted to put it on him. Yin Biyue stood up in a hurry, and the quilt slipped off. He lowered his eyes and saw that the clothes on his body had also been changed into new ones.
Mixed memories came flooding in like a tide, and Yin Biyue had a headache for a moment, but he only remembered that he was pressed on the bed, and thought that his senior brother was going to suck his life force...
Then what?
No, I vaguely recall that it was very hot and comfortable, like floating in the warm ocean tide.
He suddenly had a bad guess, "Yesterday, was I..."
Luo Mingchuan avoided his gaze, feeling that he was worse than an animal. Actually, it was not yesterday, but three days later.
Yin Biyue's heart sank, and he raised his hand to pull at Luo Mingchuan's front. Luo Mingchuan was not paying attention, and he pulled his clothes open, revealing his fair chest with clear texture and several glaring red marks on it.
It was obvious that he was caught by someone.
This must be painful...
Yin Biyue had no idea that these were the marks left by him crying until his voice was hoarse, begging for mercy with sobs, "No more, no more", while scratching the person's body with all his might, but in fact, Luo Mingchuan's back was scratched more.
He has now begun to imagine the process of forcing his senior brother.
It seems to be true. He slept with his senior brother.
He took advantage of his senior brother's unconsciousness and did something worse than an animal to him.
I just had my questions answered and doubts resolved yesterday morning, and just when I realized that I liked him, he slept with him without saying a word that night!
Is this still a human being!
He was a man of great courtesy and integrity, awe-inspiring and inviolable. He was considered the most upright gentleman in the world of cultivation, yet he slept with him like this!
If you are irresponsible, are you still a human being?
Yin Biyue was just about to spit on himself when he heard Luo Mingchuan speak, "Junior brother, where is your sword? Take it out."
Luo Mingchuan wanted to say, after all, I did this, even if you draw your sword and kill me, I have no complaints.
Yin Biyue interrupted hurriedly, "I will be responsible!"
Could it be that Senior Brother was so depressed that he wanted to kill himself with his sword? !
"Brother! I know this is not legitimate, but we will get married when we go back, and I will definitely give you a legitimate status!"
Luo Mingchuan had imagined dozens of possible consequences, but none of them included the current situation. He was stunned.
Isn't this what he should say?
Seeing that his senior brother didn't say anything, Yin Biyue simply embraced him in his arms, but because of the height difference, it was more like he threw himself into Luo Mingchuan's arms, "Senior brother, I have thought it through. I really love you. Before in Cangya Mountain, you also mentioned the matter of a Taoist partner... It shows that you don't hate me and have thought about being with me, right... I will definitely treat you well, please believe me this time."
Yin Biyue was not good at speaking, but after he said the first sentence, the rest flowed smoothly. He just wanted to express his feelings, and didn't care about the pretense of politeness.
Luo Mingchuan was stunned when he heard the first sentence. It was as if millions of fireworks exploded at the same time.
Although he was delighted, he still had to make things clear after he sobered up. He looked into Yin Biyue's eyes and said, "Junior brother, you are the one who suffered a loss in this matter. I should have said these words."
"My cultivation was unsealed too quickly, and my soul couldn't handle it, so the technique itself aroused evil thoughts in me."
He didn't finish his words because his evil thoughts had been suppressed for too long, and once they were guided to explode, they could no longer be controlled.
Yin Biyue thought, no matter what level of cultivation he had to reach to unlock the technique, it was already a fait accompli.
Senior brother is mine. ～（≧▽≦）/～
Suddenly blurted out, "So, does Senior Brother like me?"
After asking Yin Biyue, he regretted it.
He felt that he was too unfree and easy, like the whining heroine in a romance novel.
How can this be possible? I should be the overbearing president Long Aotian. 'Don't even think about escaping from me!'
Hearing this, Luo Mingchuan's eyes were filled with smiles, and the warm amber color was like a lake, making people drown in it. But his tone was unusually serious, "I like you more than you can imagine."
Yin Biyue felt the heat rising from her cheeks to her ears.
Too, too foul. QAQ
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