Chapter 246: [Dragon Blood Mountain] Bondage

Mo Ran almost gritted her teeth, her eyes cracked: " Shi Mingjing "

Shi Mei flicked her sleeve, the hem of her dress fluttering in the moonlight.

He stood at the top of the forest and turned his face sideways, his handsome face glowing with light: "Come on, if we don't leave now, the master will wake up. If he wakes up and sees us standing here arguing, I'm afraid he won't be happy."

After a pause, he added with a smile, "By the way, Mo Ran. Next time you see me, remember to call me Hua Binan, or Master if there is a next time."

This time, he rose into the air, light on his feet, and in a flash disappeared into the thick woods of Dragon Blood Mountain, never to be seen again. All that remained was the sound of a beautiful but chilling laugh, like a spider's web falling, a cold, ghostly glow that would not dissipate.

" Shi Mei Shi Mingjing "

In the fog and mist, Shi Mei never looked back at Mo Ran, but carried the man in her arms as she raced across the rocky cliffs, her cloak fluttering and her robes tugging.

He was so happy that his eyes glowed. He was like a hunter waiting to return to his home to feast on the fruits of his victory. But as he flew low to the ground, he suddenly heard the person in his arms call out hoarsely, "Mo Ran", because of the nightmare of his past life.

Shi Mei's delighted look froze slightly, then her eyes narrowed, her gaze three parts cold and seven parts thirsty.

"What's so good about him that it's worth going this far for him."

But Chu Wanning couldn't hear him, he was feverish, his handsome, handsome face was now as white as a lake of ice, and you could even make out some of the pale blue veins underneath.

Chu Wanning says softly, " Mo Ran "

Shi Mei stopped abruptly, seemingly a little impatient and depressed from holding back for too long, but he restrained himself for a moment.

He stared at Chu Wanning's face for a moment, not as calmly as he did at Mo Ran, and said, "Don't think about it, soon there will be no more Mo Ran. You'll be with me from now on."

After a pause, he added, "But I know that you are a deeply affectionate person, so if you can't forget him for a while, it doesn't really matter. When I have accomplished great things, I will have enough energy to wear you down slowly."

With these words, he once again swept up to the ground, summoned his sword in mid-air and flew straight towards the Dragon Mountain Heroes' Mound.

It is late at night and the Confucianism School's burial site is quiet, with moonlight spilling over one grave after another. Those whom Xu Shuanglin had made into pawns of Zhenlong were no longer able to move because they had lost the flow of their spiritual energy, and they simply poked themselves in their places, motionless.

Shi Mei opened the door to Dragon Mountain with the stored blood of the Nangong clan, and turning his eyes, he saw Nan Gongliu standing frozen at the foot of the mountain.

Nan Gongliu is not a complete pawn, but a half-finished one, with a trace of vitality left in him. But this man is now completely unhinged and his mind is that of a five-year-old child, and Shi Mei does not have the time to kill him, not to mention the fact that he could be of some use.

"Brother Best Friend, you're back." As soon as Nan Gongliu saw him, he smiled, some genuine joy on his chubby face.

Xu Shuanglin once considered Shi Mingjing to be his best friend, so Nan Gongliu followed suit and called him his best friend.

The term of endearment caused Shi Mei to pause slightly, then narrow her eyes, "Don't call it that."

"Ah," Nan Gongliu looked at him a little blankly, "don't you like me calling you that?"

"Don't like it, just call me Hua Binan." Shi Mei grimaced, "Go on, move forward and clear the way for me."

"Where is Brother Best Friend going?"

""There's nothing more to do with this five-year-old brain," Shi Mei said impatiently, "take me to the secret room where Xu Shuanglin used to live."

Nan Gongliu then takes him away.

The secret room is not a secret to Shi Mei, but there are so many places where the Nangong blood needs to be spilled along the way, and although he has the storage, he has a Chu Wanning in his arms, so it's not as easy to free his hands as Nan Gongliu.

After walking together for a while, Nan Gongliu suddenly turned around and, unable to hold back her curiosity, asked him, "Is Brother Best Friend bringing a friend back for a sleepover today?"

"Overnight." Shi Mei looked as if he was amused by those two words and his brow relaxed slightly as he smiled, "Pretty much, just overnight, but he's going to be spending many, many nights here from now on, a permanent residence, I should say."

Nan Gongliu became more and more curious: "Who is he?"

Shi Mei pondered for a moment and then suddenly smiled, "You really want to know what a child sounds like, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Nan Gongliu's eyes widen, and the childlike look on the face of such a middle-aged man is a little disgusting and comical.

They made their way to the door of the chamber, which was open and lit by a long flame. The room was simple and quiet, with only a bed, thickly covered with the skin of a sabre-toothed tiger and covered with a snowy tent. There was also a small table and a konghou beside the couch, but other than that the walls were empty.

Shi Mei settles Chu Wanning on the bed and sits with her sleeves at her side, gazing down at Chu Wanning's face. The candle flame was bright, illuminating the familiar face.

When he is sober, his eyebrows are in his temples, and his eyes are powerful.

And now the face is haggard, a line drawn down to the jaw like the end of smoke

Shi Mei doesn't care about this, he just feels that after two lifetimes, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran have finally fallen into his hands. Now, with Chu Wanning lying beside him and Mo Ran's powers temporarily gone, he will soon walk into his own trap, and his plan will finally come true.

As he was watching, he heard Nan Gongliu come over and say, "Hey, this guy looks familiar."

Shi Mei looked at him askance: "Do you remember who he is?"

"Can't think of anything."

Shi Mei mentioned, "This brother has reprimanded you and embarrassed you before."

"Hey where is it?"

"It's in the Confucianism School hall."

Nan Gongliu said blankly, "Ah, really? But I don't remember anything about it."

Shi Mei was silent for a moment and smiled gently, "It's better if you don't remember."

Nan Gongliu didn't know what he meant and looked at Chu Wanning for a moment before suddenly saying, "But he's so good looking. He looks good with his eyes closed and not smiling."

Shi Mei smiled, "He's the favourite of the Fairy Tramper, don't you think he'd look good?"

"What does it mean to be a favoured princess?"

The smile on Shi Mei's brow deepened: "You will know when you grow up. Now, go and pick some oranges for me, and boil some hot water. He is so bad-tempered, if he wakes up without something good to eat, he will be even more angry."

Nan Gongliu is then ready to go.

But when he reached the door, he hesitated a little. Seeing this, Shi Mei asked him, "What is it?"

"Orange," Nan Gongliu said hesitantly, biting her finger, "does Brother Best Friend know when His Majesty will be back?"

By His Majesty, he meant Xu Shuanglin.

Naturally Shi Mei would not tell Nan Gongliu that Xu Shuanglin was dead, he smiled and said, "Be good and do your duty, His Majesty will be back before too long."

Nan Gongliu's eyes lit up and he immediately picked up the small bamboo basket that was placed next to the door of the secret room and went out to pick oranges.

Shi Mei looked at the place where he had left and laughed for a long time, "Interesting. It is true that many things in this world are only clean when you are a child, but once you grow up and become involved in power and strife, you become dirty."

He said, turning back to Chu Wanning and stroking his cheek.

"You see, most of the Xianxia realm is full of people like him, not worthy of your protection." Fingertips traced over that handsome face, Shi Mei sighed, "And why did you bother to fight me for two lifetimes for these people, exhausting yourself, cutting off your soul, tearing apart time and space, and enduring humiliation"

Naturally, Chu Wanning, who was asleep, would not answer him.

The pain and nightmares of his past life tormented him, making his cheeks burn and his brow furrow. Shi Mei looked at him for a moment, then took a silver bottle of tapir dew from her pouch.

"Here's some of this for you to drink." Shi Mei opened the aromatic dew, "I knew you must be dreaming about your past life. I knew you would be here at Xuanyuan Court, so I asked them to take the tapir to sell to make you feel better, but I didn't want to make anyone suspicious. So you see, it's better to follow me than Mo Ran, and I can give you a taste of this worthless trinket every day if you make me happy. But what can he give you, he only fights."

The fragrant dew is poured into a small white porcelain jug and brought to Chu Wanning's lips.

After feeding the medicine and gawking for a while at his hard-earned war prize, Shi Mei suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up. He searched through his pouch and finally found a black silk band. He placed it over Chu Wanning's eyelids and cast a fixation spell, completely blindfolding him.

When he had done so, he rose slowly, cupping Chu Wanning's chin from side to side in satisfaction.

"Well, it does look good. No wonder Mo Ran liked to tie you up and fuck you like that in another life. It's good to learn from him once in a while, at least he's got some love in that department."

His sister's smile had been as gentle as it had ever been. His fingertips slowly brushed Chu Wanning's chin, his lips, the bridge of his nose and finally landed on the black silk band covering his eyes.

He said again in that unnervingly soft voice, "Master, wake up soon. I've just thought of a very interesting trick, so when you wake up, why don't we play it together?"