Chapter 254: [Dragon Blood Mountain] Thinking of You

Shi Mei stopped talking suddenly, her snow-white cheeks twitching slightly, akin to the humiliation of a slap on the wrist. But he pursed his lips, "You really don't give me any face."

With that, he touched his hand to Chu Wanning's jaw, but he avoided it like a scorpion.

Shi Mei narrowed his eyes, and for a moment his face was stormy, but in the end it went out into a ripple-free sea of lakes.

"Let's not talk about that." Once she regained her composure, Sister then remained that gentle face, "You're just a dead head anyway. In your previous life, you wanted to kill him, right? But in the end, you didn't have the heart to do it. You even punched your already tattered soul all the way into his heart before you died."

Shi Mei was right when she said that the last time Chu Wanning touched Mo Ran's forehead with his fingertips during a life-and-death battle in Kunlun's snowy region that year, he was in fact feeding his own fragmented soul.

In the end, his soul was scattered, one strand remaining in his past Mo Ran, one strand in his past self, and the rest, with little hope, to the Fairy Tramper emperor.

Chu Wanning has no idea how the compulsion flower can be broken at the third stage, but since the flower needs the caster's soul to bloom, perhaps infusing it with his own soul will make a difference ......

He is no more than a broken body, and he has done all that he can and should do. He has never been able to kill, but his only weakness is Mo Weiyu.

Because there was a glimmer of hope for redemption, in the end, he still did not kill him. He sacrificed his own fractured soul in the hope of bringing the Mo Ran he once had back to earth.

Although it was not clear to him at the time whether this would be useful.

Seeming to read his innermost thoughts, Shi Mei smiled, "Although you cannot remove the parasite from Mo Ran's chest by doing that, you can indeed disturb his mind and make him think of good and evil, and eventually kill himself like a demon."

"......"

Chu Wanning looks slightly shaken and raises his eyes.

In fact, he had already guessed the end of Mo Ran in his previous life when he met the heartless Fairy Tramper at Dragon Mountain, but when he actually heard the words "killed himself", he still felt a dull ache in his heart.

Shi Mei looked at him and continued, "Master, you did it, you did protect him, and even somehow, his soul was actually reborn into the past. Alas, I still can't figure out how on earth you ruined my plans when you were just a wreck at the time. You ah ...... you amaze me."

His soft, bushy eyelashes dropped and he moved closer, as if to kiss Chu Wanning.

Chu Wanning snapped back to attention and raised his hand like a bolt of lightning, strangling his throat, the tendons on the back of his hand bursting.

Shi Mei didn't change his expression as he squeezed Chu Wanning's wrist carelessly, as if he had expected such a reaction from Chu Wanning.

He laughed, "What? Does the Master still want to destroy me a second or third time? It's just a pity that it's too late now, it's no longer possible."

As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of a snake hissed as a golden-ringed snake swam out of Shi Mei's wide sleeve and bit Chu Wanning on the arm.

The snake had been fed with a hardening agent, and a single peck caused severe pain.

Chu Wanning's hands were free and he was held by Shi Mei by the wrists and tied to the bedpost in an even more humiliating position than before.

"You need not worry, this snake is not poisonous." Shi Mei tied his hands, and then sat up with a flourish, the tips of her cold white fingers stroking the body of the golden-ringed snake, her peach blossom eyes squinting, "This snake was fed especially for you, and one bite will leave you weak. This is all I can do in deference to my master."

Shi Mei raises her hand and the slippery snake dives into her sleeve and disappears.

"That said, in my previous life I was forced to keep you by Mo Weiyu's side for so long, I was actually quite reluctant." He stood up, his fingertips subdued, and actually began to remove his cloak, and then his outer robe, and then ......

Chu Wanning's face changed abruptly and he was actually disgusted: " Shi Mingjing --!"

Shi Mei just smiled softly as she approached Chu Wanning, "I'll tell you a little secret. When you were married in a previous life, I even went to the feast as Hua Binan."

"!"

" Fairy Tramper had his selfishness though, and draped you in red silk so that the guests could not see your face and only know that he had married a Queen Chu, but I knew it was you. So that day after the banquet broke up, I didn't leave, I went to the red lotus watering hole - and then he came in."

Shi Mei's eyes sparkle.

"At that time, although he was already controlled by me with the compulsion, his mind and emotions were all autonomous, so I couldn't let him find me and I hid and didn't leave."

Chu Wanning was shivering thinly, out of anger and out of extreme nausea.

Shi Mei sat down and a long, cool, slender hand slowly stroked across his chest, "You know what?"

His voice was slightly muffled and his eyes actually smelled of greed.

Inch by inch, the fingertips moved down to Chu Wanning's abdomen and began to undo the waistband.

"The way you lay beneath him that night, drugged with love and fucked to the point of waving - screaming ...... tsk, really." The tops of Shi Mei's eyes were red with lust, "Made me thirsty for two lifetimes."

Chu Wanning felt so humiliated, but he was so depleted by the overlapping of memories from his two lives, and he had been bitten by a golden-ringed snake that he had no strength at all, so he gritted his teeth: " Shi Mingjing, you fuck, get out of here!"

Shi Mei laughed out loud, "It's just a bed, why be so aggressive, you've already been slept with by your own disciple anyway. Stop pretending to be reserved, right?"

"Get out!!!"

"Get down and serve one apprentice, or two, it's all the same." Shi Mei was relaxed, "I don't mind, so why don't you enjoy yourself? Maybe I'm no less skilled than he is."

"You give me--"

Before the words left his lips, he heard a cold voice from the doorway.

"Get the hell out of here."

Chu Wanning was struck by thunder when he looked up and saw that the stone door had opened at some point. A man with an unidentifiable face stood outside the half-open door of the chamber, clutching a black-and-gold stranger's sword against the light, looking cold and tall, with a straight back.

Shi Mei narrowed her eyes, "Is that you ......? So fast?"

The man's heavy steps were so cold that the lights in the room flickered and the candlelight was cold even on his black, slim-fitting, leather-armored robe. It was then that he could finally be seen. He had long, slender legs, wrapped in combat boots, a silver dragon head guard around his waist, a sterling silver concealed weapons box, sharp spikes on his wrists, and basalt dragon scale gloves.

Further up, a handsome looking face with a brow that borders on the extravagant -

Fairy Tramper Emperor!

The emperor's body exuded a creepy cold and bloody aura, as if he had just returned from the sands.

He raised his eyes, his pale cheeks even stained with blood, and his eyes were like bayonets, staring at the two men on the bed.

To be precise, he should have just given Chu Wanning a quick glance, before his eyes pierced Shi Mingjing with a chilling gleam.

"Get out."

Shi Mei saw him enter the house, first with a cold look on her face, and then straightened up and slowly sat up.

"The people you were told to kill at Lonely Moonlit, you killed them all?"

"Didn't kill it." Fairy Tramper walked towards them, his white teeth gnawing at the edge of his glove as he removed it, revealing his well-boned hand beneath. He tossed the bloodstained glove onto the table and stared at Shi Mei, saying with a grim smile, "Behave yourself. You're not the only one I've had to kill."

Shi Mei's face didn't look good either and said, "You'd better find out who you're talking to."

"I can only tell if I'm having fun or not." Fairy Tramper said coldly, "You're in the wrong bed, get up."

"Since when is it your turn to holler at me?"

Fairy Tramper said dangerously, "This seat has always been like that."

Shi Mei seemed a little thinly veiled with anger and a scaly glint in her eyes, "...... I am your master!"

"So what if it is? Dragon Mountain is my land, and the couch is my person." Fairy Tramper's eyes dropped down to look at Shi Mingjing, and there was even a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Master. Please go."

The Fairy Tramper emperor and Shi Mingjing are on a tit-for-tat basis. Chu Wanning, somewhat unaware of what was going on, stood by and watched in silence.

Shi Mingjing said that Fairy Tramper was dead, so what is this man in front of him? A pawn? A living puppet?

Also, what he managed to suppress back then was clearly the compulsion in this " Mo Ran " in this life. In his previous life, the emperor had been too deep into the parasite to return to normal. So it is logical that he should have loved Shi Mei so much that he could not stop loving her.

But in this tone of voice, the Fairy Tramper emperor does not regard Shi Mingjing as a thing.

What about ...... and, by extension, the alleged owner?

Shi Mei stares at Fairy Tramper for a moment before snorting and getting up to put on her coat.

What Chu Wanning doesn't know, he knows very well.

--In his previous life, Mo Ran had cut himself down and lost his own minions, so he took Mo Ran's corpse and the remaining consciousness in his body and refined it with medicine to make a living dead man. This living dead man is similar to Zhenlong's chess, in that he is also willing to do his bidding and retains all of his consciousness from his life.

But something went wrong, perhaps because of the devastation he suffered in life, or perhaps because he had suffered so many reversals in his life that his body was already in tatters. At one moment he thinks Shi Mei is alive, at another he thinks Shi Mei is dead, and sometimes he even forgets who Shi Mei is.

So even when looking at Hua Binan's face face to face, Fairy Tramper does not realise that this is Shi Mei, but simply thinks that this is the 'master'.

And he is not very willing to listen to his master.

"There's really nothing you can do about it."

Shi Mei stepped forward and poked Fairy Tramper in the forehead: "Soul dispersal!"

A stern cry followed this action, and Fairy Tramper stiffened, her gaze, which had been sharp, suddenly becoming lax and losing focus in an instant.

"Obviously a puppet made by me, you are becoming more and more disobedient, always singing against me and trying to turn against me." Shi Mei patted his cold face, "But never mind, I don't blame you, you're not a full 'person' in the first place."

Fairy Tramper: "......"

"Just bear with me for a while." Shi Mei said, "When I get something like that in a while, I will take you back to the furnace and remake you, and you will be good."

With those words, he reached the limit of his power over the Fairy Tramper. This speed of recovery caused Shi Mei's face to grow darker and darker; he had not expected that in just such a short time Fairy Tramper's pupils would return to their glow, even more determined and colder than before.

The cold, intimidating gaze focused on Shi Mei, and Fairy Tramper paused for a moment, narrowing her pupils slightly before her nose wrinkled in a manner akin to that of a cheetah waiting for food: "Hmm? Why aren't you gone yet?"

With that, Shu narrow fingers squeezed the hilt of the sword of no return.

"Standing in a pestle to be a target for this seat?"

Shi Mei doesn't say any more to him, or perhaps Fairy Tramper is so hostile that even Shi Mingjing, the "master", knows he can't keep the reins on his neck.

This Lord of Darkness, if truly mad, is terrifying.

Shi Mei left.

After he left, Fairy Tramper stared at Chu Wanning on the couch for a few moments, looking subtle and odd, as if she was trying to restrain something, but couldn't help longing for something.

Finally he sat down, reached out his hand and took Chu Wanning's waist.

"I ......"

There was a pause, not knowing how to continue, so he pursed his lips and changed his tone again.

"You ......"

Chu Wanning looked at him, but after a long time of looking at each other and still not following, he slowly, blinked his slightly sour eyes.

"Ahem, this seat has something important to say to you."

"You said."

Fairy Tramper stumbled for a moment and cut to the chase, "It's not really that important, it's better not to talk about it."

"......"

After a moment, he spoke again with a more determined demeanour, "It doesn't matter if it's important or not. Since you want to know so much, there's no harm in telling you."

Chu Wanning: "......"

"Actually, I'd like to say ......" Fairy Tramper took a deep breath, closed her eyes and spoke extremely raw, "I'd like to say that after all these years, it seems... . there is something about missing you ......"

He quickly added, "But not much thought, just a little."

He spoke only those two words, and a look of utter regret immediately appeared on that handsome and pale face.

Chu Wanning stared at him in awe, his soul and memories of two lifetimes intertwined, and he didn't even know what state of mind to be in when he faced this man.

But Fairy Tramper didn't give him much time to think about it either.

Seemingly annoyed, he simply untied Chu Wanning's hands and pulled him towards him, one large hand caressing the back of Chu Wanning's head, tugging and stroking, before a heavy kiss was planted in such an impetuous and lingering manner.

Fairy Tramper has cold lips but fiery desires.

In this adventurous and anxious kiss, the past is layered on top of the past.

Chu Wanning is kissed by him, and these two people, two broken and missing souls, separated by two lifetimes of dust, finally kiss and entwine again.

While being held in Fairy Tramper's arms and kissed intimately, Chu Wanning seemed to be thinking a lot, but also like his mind was blank and he couldn't catch anything.

But in the end, he knew his eyes were moist.

Right or wrong, good or evil, everything is hard to define, everything is no longer clear.

But he was aware of it when he kissed this man who no longer had body heat.

Fairy Tramper wasn't lying to him.

Mo Ran didn't lie to him.

He was really missing him.