Chapter 245: [Dragon Blood Mountain] Enemies in Love

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It was like a thunderstorm, frozen in place.

Unbelievable Unbelievable What Shi Mei is saying What is Shi Mei doing What is this, what is this?

Mo Ran couldn't swallow the shock, he didn't even think Shi Mei was kissing Chu Wanning, the image was so horrifying he thought he was hallucinating.

He put a hand to his forehead, his temples popping, and his mind flashes back to the warm smile of Shi Mei's teenage years as he softly calls out, "Mo Ran."

But this man in front of him, he actually

It was like a chill.

Shi Mei loves the Master

How is it possible

Shi Mei never showed any affection for his master, and it would have been more convincing to say that Xue Meng liked Chu Wanning than Shi Mei did. How could Shi Mei have liked the fact that he was always discreet and respectful, spoke very little, and did not even cling to his master?

Finish the lesson, do the work, and leave in good order

How is it possible.

Shi Mei straightened up, squinted her eyes at Mo Ran and smiled softly, "There's someone here who seems to be frightened by me."

"You're being ridiculous."

"Ridiculous" Shi Mei said, "My little brother, who is the one who is ridiculous?" "Am I the one who bullied the master so badly?"

Mo Ran's face suddenly reddened, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and confusion.

If anyone else had been here, he would have rebuked them with a fury, but it was no one else but Shi Mingjing, whom he had mistakenly thought he had loved for two lifetimes.

He choked for a moment, unable to speak.

Shi Mei was much more cheeky as he said lightly, "But it's not as if I've done some ridiculous things. For example, pretending to like you, treating you well for so many years, and even lying to you about my fondness for you under the pain of a damned interrogation."

After a pause, a hint of mockery surfaced in his eyes, "Stop it, if I would fall for someone like you who is nothing but a face, I could really poke myself in the eye and die."

Mo Ran :""

"Why don't you say something, you're not convinced?" Shi Mei, who was extremely beautiful, even with her sneer, gave Mo Ran a sidelong glance and went back to stroking Chu Wanning's chin.

Mo Ran was so furious that he wanted to summon the ghost.

However, there was just a flash of scarlet in the palm and the spiritual flow immediately disappeared.

Shi Mei didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and said, "Don't waste your efforts. In a previous life, Wangning set up this trap and used half of his earth soul to finally pull out the compulsion flower for you, so now you are no longer under control, but it will take ten days or so for your body to regain its spiritual power. If you want to fight me again at this moment, you will be hitting a stone with an egg."

"Who are you calling Wangning?"

"You are so unreasonable, are you only allowed to deceive your teacher but not allow me to love my master"

"You."

"You've been fucked, you've tasted it a million times." Shi Mei laughed softly, "It's my turn to fuck someone you've fucked, I'm actually a little aggravated. But since it's him, I'll put up with it."

Mo Ran, furious and without Shenwu, also fought in close quarters.

"Ugh so I say, what I hate the most, is that you fight and kill things that don't know how to be civilized." Shi Mei abruptly let go of Chu Wanning and fought with Mo Ran in this side of the stone room.

In the darkness of the stone cave, the figures of two tall men fighting against each other are cast backwards on the wall, like twin dragons tangled in a tangle of clouds, with flames and lightning raging.

Shi Mei was no good at attacking and was no match for Mo Ran in close combat. He swept aside and picked up Chu Wanning in his arms and swept out of the cave.

"Master."

Mo Ran barely managed to shake off the cold, slimy, slippery snakes and followed them, only to see Shi Mei standing at the top of a treetop with a bright moon reflecting behind him.

Shi Mei laughed, "Don't chase after me, you have just recovered, even if you risk your life, you won't be able to catch up with me."

" Shi Mingjing Why are you Why are you so "

"Mo Ran." Shi Mei smiled, "Did I ever tell you, senior brother, that I hate Shi Mei and Shi Mingjing, these two names"

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"So if you don't mind, from now on, you can call me by my real name."

"What."

"My surname is Hua, no word, and my name is Bignan."

Hua Binan

Seeing Mo Ran's eyes widen abruptly, Shi Mei smiled brightly and arched her eyebrows: "By the way, for the sake of our friendship, I'll give you a very important message not to go to Lonely Moonlit, you'll be torn to pieces by Jiang Xi if you go to Lonely Moonlit now. And don't try to follow me, be a good boy and go back to the top of the dead."

Mo Ran froze for a moment, then blanched: "What are you trying to do to the top of death and life"

"You're not stupid in this life." Shi Mei smiled, "Sifu has a little surprise for you, you'll find out when you go."

Mo Ran's throat was fishy and his eyes were burning with fire, he didn't even know if he was more sad or angry at the moment, he shouted: " Shi Mei, what are you trying to do, what are you planning? Didn't you"

His voice was trembling by the end, his fingers squeezed into fists, sinking tightly into his palms.

"Could all this be you lying to me could it be that after all these years, two lifetimes" Mo Ran said and suddenly paused.

A biting chill

"Have you been counting for two lifetimes?"

Shi Mei did not make a sound, but stood in the treetops with wide robes and large sleeves, smiling at him. Her peach blossom eyes curved up, her jaw pointed, like a fox in the night in the misty mountains.

Every word of "you" trembled between my teeth.

Mo Ran's mind was in turmoil and his eyes were wild.

" Shi Mei, say something."

From that year of gentle persuasion by the candlestick, we have gone on to walk together and be inseparable.

"Say something."

From the once slender, jade-like, fluttering young man, to later lying in his arms in the snow, cracking the infernal sky, telling himself not to hold a grudge and not to blame his master.

Mo Ran was almost shattered: "You were dead, I saw it with my own eyes, I was the one who carried your body back to the top of the dead. You couldn't be Shi Mei, how could you?"

"Because you're stupid."

Shi Mei finally opened her mouth, but not without sarcasm.

"You reckless men, who always know only to cultivate your spiritual cores, do not look up to Drug Clan. You or the Exalted Master or even our wise Master." He said and laughed a little, "There is a mistake in the previous statement, Master is not a reckless man. But people like you, you all look down on the Drug Clan."

Mo Ran murmuring, "Medicine Compulsion"

"It's hard to keep a dead man alive." Shi Mei was slow and deliberate, "But I have plenty of ways to make a living man fake his own death."

If Mo Ran had been in his right mind, he would have heard the omission in Shi Mei's statement.

Even if it is possible to fake the death of a living person with medicine, in a previous life he had guarded the Frost Palace for seven days and then watched Shi Mei being buried. At that time, the coffin was sealed with three layers of long-life nails and the soil was even thicker. How could any living person get out of such a tomb on his own without alerting the tomb guards?

So there are only two possibilities: first, Shi Mei is lying. Secondly, in a previous life, someone had infiltrated the tomb at the top of the dead, opened the earth and the coffin from the outside, and released Shi Mei, who had come back from the dead inside.

But Mo Ran's whole body was in turmoil at that moment, and an invisible hand had misplaced his internal organs, heart, liver, spleen and stomach.

After the death of Shi Mingjing in a snowstorm, Mo Ran hates himself for being powerless and Chu Wanning for standing by and doing nothing.

But who knows

A fake is a fake

He went so far as to spend half his life mad and obsessed over a man who faked his death, killing the whole world and finally killing the man who loved him most in this world.

Ridiculous.

Ridiculous

Anger and bitterness stung his scalp, his pupils tightened and he almost tyrannized, "How can you be at peace"

"I am at peace with myself." Shi Mei smiled, "It's you, Emperor Fairy Tramper."

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Once the four words are out, it is like pinching seven inches.

"No matter what your reason for taking up the butcher's knife is. Whether it is because of spite or hatred, or because of resentment, your hands are stained with blood at this moment."

He said, deliberately holding the unconscious Chu Wanning tighter in his arms, almost as if he were showing off a trophy.

"How can the bloodied Fairy Tramper be with the flawless Beidou?"

The last bit of blood receded from Mo Ran's face.

Shi Mei, however, knows his weakness and swings his scorpion cheeks, stabbing a steady stream of venom into his opponent's body. He narrowed his eyes and pressed on.

"Are you worthy?"

"Don't you think you're dirty?"

"You're stealing."

The wind rises, the fog lifts, and a bright moon peeks out from behind the clouds.

Shi Mei smiled, but every word was more than a sharp knife, and it cut to the bone: " Fairy Tramper, all your days with him were stolen, you know best what you are, you don't need me to mention it."

Mo Ran's lips are blue and white with anger and sadness and fear and regret and self-condemnation and liver and no one can take that much emotion and go crazy.

"I"

"Don't me." Shi Mei sighed languidly, "Me what? Do you think that because you've been an Ink Master for half your life and saved so many lives, that's enough to wipe out your sins"

He looked at Mo Ran's face and laughed softly, "You're thinking good thoughts."

Mo Ran has lost his tongue.

"Now that the Master has memories of his previous life, all the ridiculous things you did, the people you killed, the cities you slaughtered, the teachers you deceived and the ancestors you destroyed, he will remember them all. All of it will come back to him." He paused, seemingly surveying the look on Mo Ran's face with interest, before smiling with satisfaction, "Sovereign Mo, it's time to bow your head, you confess your sins."

Bow your head and strike.

Plead guilty

A life of absurdity and poor fierceness is all wrong.

Mo Ran's throat rolled and his eyes were red, staring intently at the man in the treetops, but when his eyes touched Chu Wanning in his arms, they ached uncontrollably again, his vision withering and curling like a bushel.

He jerked his head away.

"Think how angry he will be when he wakes up and knows you lied to him for so long." Shi Mei gently caressed Chu Wanning's cheek, her long, catkin-like fingers gliding over her lips, "Master is a fierce man, you know that. "

The speaker stabs at the heart of the matter, and the listener is thrown into the ice.

Forgive

He had never had the luxury of it, but he had never wanted the trial to come, he had never dared to imagine the day coming.

Mo Ran closed her eyes abruptly, her eyelashes fluttering softly.

Shi Mei's voice was so ethereal and clear in the misty hills that it sounded like a divine Buddha advising people to turn back from their misery: "Stop chasing, go back to the top of death and life. When you get there, you will know what surprises I am talking about."

Curling and echoing.

"Take that surprise well and do not resist much." After a pause, he seemed to think of something, his eyes flickering, his peachy eyes gazing at the person under the tree.

"Besides, Mo Ran, we're different people after all, and you won't be able to understand what I want." He said warmly, as if he had been in a disciple's room asking him if his sashimi was good and whether he had enough spicy oil, "I'm not as deranged as you are, and I don't easily want to set up my friends and family. But."

He turned his words around, but didn't say much.

Mo Ran snapped back, "What do you want?"

Shi Mei saw his gaze sweep over Chu Wanning and smiled, "You don't have to worry, Master is with me, I will only love him, not hurt him. He is as white as jade, I know how to pity him better than you do."

Each accent is softened between the lips before it is softly exhaled.

Mo Ran's body was trembling with excitement, and if he still had his spiritual power at the moment, Shi Mei would have been torn to pieces and torn to pieces by him.

But he had no spiritual power, and Shi Mei had calculated that he had no spiritual power at the moment, so she would do whatever she wanted.

Shi Mei laughed softly, "But those fellow disciples at the top of death and life, even uncle, aunt and young master." His eyes darted around as he finished his sentence unhurriedly, "If you don't take care of that surprise, you are going to get them killed a second time. Look, if the master wakes up and knows that you have once again caused everyone to suffer, that you are selfish and self-serving again, living on the run will he still look at you, even for one last look"