Chapter 69 Liuyun Chu Shang

Glass bell, amber thick, small trough wine drops pearl red.

The song of bright teeth, the thin waist dance, and the silver night is shining.

At the foot of Wanxiang Mountain, in the territory of Jin, leaning on the open window of a dimly lit brothel, he leaned on a handsome young man, playing with the black jade flute in his hand. At this time, his face was a little gloomy, his handsome face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were red, even if not Looking closer, you can also see the blood in the corners of his eyes. Obviously, he hasn't slept for several days.

He looked at the world outside the window and extended to the end of the darkness, as if he was waiting for something?

In an embroidered bed not far away, the red tent moved, and there was some meaning sound from time to time, like a mandarin bird singing. Finally, after two happy moans, there was no sound.

The red tent shook gently, and a half-dressed beauty came out of it, went straight to the side of the handsome teenager at the window, smiled slightly, and her smile flashed with irresistible charm.

"Chu Shang, you don't have to use your charming tricks in front of me. Your tricks may be useful to those little girls and little white faces, but they are useless to me." Liu Yun turned his head and said without looking at Chu Shang's face.

"You lied. If you have no feelings for me, why don't you dare to look at me and immerse yourself in the sea ice with your dreams? Do you already have feelings for me? Be honest." A trace of cunning flashed in Chu Shang's eyes, as if he was delicate and annoy. The voice was like a soft sponge, gently touching your cheek and leaving quickly, leaving only the soft touch.

"Don't bother me. Those idiots in the evil body gate haven't come back yet. These dogs can't even do this little thing well. It's better to die on that Mufeng Mountain." Liu Yun said in a very irritable mood.

"As I said earlier, although the Vientiane Gate is far less than the four major sects, the water in it is not shallow, and it is still the best policy to slowly provoke the relationship between their eight peaks. Isn't the previous Tianshui Village so fierce for us? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Chu Shang's words still gave people a soft feeling, which made people calm down. She happened to move to the table covered with big red mandarin duck embroidery cloth and picked up the sake on the table and drank it all.

On the white neck, there is an Adam's apple symbolizing a man's logo. This beautiful beauty is actually a man!!!

Even if he drinks, Chu Shang's posture is so beautiful, and he is not lost his pride, just like the perfect combination of two temperaments, which makes Liuyun can't help but shake his mind for a while.

Such a dream can't help but emerge in my mind. This is the common memory of Liuyun and Chu Shang. It is the deepest and most precious memory dream hidden in Liuyun's heart.

The State of Chu was destroyed, and the prince was exiled. Liu Yun met Chu Shang by chance.

I still remember that he was so weak at the beginning. Even if he had not grown up, he had already appeared in a charming state. Maybe it was also fate. When Liu Yun first saw Chu Shang, he had already recognized this man who was more beautiful than a woman and treated him as his own brother.

For him, Liu Yun did not hesitate to chase and kill Zheng Guo's army;

For him, the young swordsman, who didn't have to sleep in the open air, fled like a dog;

For him, Liu Yun, who was going to join the great sect of the righteous monks, was forced to join the Nightmare School of the Demon Gate and began his long nightmare-like career;

All this is for him, for his smile, for his happiness...

So far, Liuyun does not know whether the decision to enter the Demon Gate is right or wrong. Although the Demon Gate has given itself the threat of Chu Shang to escape death, it has given himself and Chu Shang a longer life than mortals.

However, Liuyun knew in his heart that he lost more while getting all this.

Liuyun will not forget the situation when the head of Nightmare taught himself to practice magic skills.

It was a more terrible experience than death. Every day, he had to enter the nightmare created by the church with other young congregations who had just entered the door.

Every day, they basically experience a scene that is a hundred times more terrible than death. Rufu, who broke his finger and butcher, babies with strange looks like broken arms and legs, and those sad women who have torn off their scalps... scenes, layer by layer, are the nightmares that these people have to experience.

Many young disciples chose to commit suicide to escape because they couldn't stand the terrible daily nightmare, and more of them went completely crazy and became idiots.

The only way to resist this coming nightmare is to work hard to learn the skills of Nightmare Gate and rely on the dreams you have created to resist it. In addition, there is no other way. Liuyun is in this environment and gradually grows up and eventually becomes one of the most powerful young magic practitioners in the Demon Gate.

Although Liuyun doesn't know what Chu Shang has experienced in the * faction? However, in the terrible sect of the Demon Gate, Liu Yun was sure that Chu agreed to suffer no less than himself.

Liu Yun still remembers the scene when he successfully became an inner disciple of the Nightmare School, he once again saw Chu Shang, who was already an inner disciple of the * sect.

It was also in such a tent. Liuyun saw Chu Shang, who already had the appearance of a beautiful city. At that time, he was no longer simple and weak, but became enchanting*. In that bed, there were not only women but also men.

At that time, Liuyun couldn't say anything. Although Chu Shang saw Liuyun's arrival and killed all the men and women in the bed with a smile, Liuyun still couldn't help feeling a burst of nausea in his heart.

Looking at this familiar figure, Liu Yun knew that the weak little boy who called his brother and the little boy who had never had the courage to use a knife had disappeared in his memory.

Only Chu Shang, the most outstanding young demon monk, is left behind.

Involuntarily, Liu Yun picked up the black jade flute in his hand and played it. The sound of the flute was winding, which made people feel sad, which was full of regret and affection.

Chu Shang quietly listened to the sound of Liuyun's flute and couldn't help sighing, but he didn't like this feeling. He just wanted to laugh with Liuyun to buffer the atmosphere.

But Liu Yun pointed to him and said, "Xiao Chu, will you listen to this song with me this time?"

Chu Shang couldn't help but pause, and then nodded gently. At this moment, he wiped away all the charms, just like the little boy who could fall asleep with the sound of the flowing flute many years ago.

The wonderful time will always pass so quickly, and it will soon end in a song. The eyes of Liu Yun and Chu Shang have returned to the indifference of the past. They all know that they will never go back to the past. What they have now are only the most outstanding young disciples of the evil sect.

"What are you going to do?" This is Liu Yun looking at Chu Shangdao.

"Naturally, it is the same as when Tianshui Village was destroyed before, to provoke the eight peaks of Vientiane Gate." Chu Shang returned to his endless charm and smile.

"It's reasonable, but Vientiane Gate is not Tianshui Village. It's not easy to provoke them to talk about it." Liu Yun couldn't help frowning, and his sleepy red eyes were more tired.

"Flies don't bite seamless eggs, so the problem is not the eggs, but whether the fly is smart enough." Chu Shang hung an evil smile on the corners of his mouth, walked to Liuyun's side again, looked at the endless darkness and smiled.

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