Chapter 752

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When the Emperor of the Human Realm came in, no matter how angry or fierce he was, there was nothing he could do. If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for being too naive and incompetent, so you have to leave your lover in the snake cave with cold scales.

The slender and white fingers lifted the curtain, and the teacher was almost gentle and greedy staring at the man with a high fever on the bed: "This time, no one will bother us again."

He sat down slowly, raised his hand and stroked Chu Wanning's cheek.

"...Come on, Concubine Chu, let me tune and teach you at a place separated by a wall from your husband. Huh?"

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The teacher first fed Chu Wanning a healing holy medicine, and then leaned over, the soft and delicate fingers were like ten white snakes that deceive people, sneaking into the ink hair. He held up the back of Chu nightning's head and put it against his forehead.

"Zhuang Zhoumeng, the incarnation of a butterfly, is always with you all night..."

The mantra was lightly recited in his mouth, but as he recited it, he suddenly stopped whispering.

He originally wanted to cast a spell to get rid of some memories of Chu Wanning. This is one of the magic spells he is best at. He has used it on ink burning before.

But probably because the soul in Chu Wanning's body is very disordered, the memory is also in the recovery period, and the rejection of the outside world is very large. He found that this trick did not work for Chu Wanning.

"This is really a hassle." The teacher sighed, he closed his eyes, and then opened--

A pair of peach blossom eyes lingered with a strange brilliance. He stared at Chu Wanning with such a pair of eyes, and then read again: "Zhuang Zhoumeng, butterfly incarnation, always accompanied all night, yesterday was like flowing water, long drunk in this mountain..."

This time it has some effects, but it is not perfect.

His incantation was like a boulder thrown into a pool. Although there were thousands of waves at the moment, it would soon return to its original state.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay to forget it for a while.

He didn't want him to go to the sea with Chu Wanning, and Chu Wanning's head was still full of murderous intentions.

That would be so unappetizing.

"Master, you have slept for a long time, you should wake up too."

This light call is like a curse. After a while, Chu nightning's eyelashes moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Because of the teacher's spell, his consciousness temporarily became blurred, suspended in the previous life, and stopped after the death of the teacher.

Once, Chu nightning was hurt too deeply by the loss of his beloved ink. He subconsciously thought that it would be better if he could change. So the consciousness goes back to those years.

——However, people's three souls and six souls are very wonderful, and Chu nightning body carries the soul of two worlds at this time, so even if the magic spell is cast by the teacher, the mind is chaotic, and the whole person is a little dreaming like look.

He had some confused memories, and he couldn't distinguish between dreams and wakings.

"...Shi Mingjing?"

"Well." The teacher's voice is very gentle, suppressing the tenderness of a twisted emotion, "It's me."

Chu nightning seemed to be very tired, and the high fever made him feel uncomfortable, but he just snorted and closed his eyes again.

The teacher knows that he is adapting, and he is not in a hurry, waiting calmly beside him.

After a while, he heard Chu Wanning closed his eyes and sighed in a low voice: "I'm afraid I'm dreaming.... It's good, you are still alive."

Knowing that his memory stopped after the sky split in his previous life, he did not expect that he would have such a feeling. The teacher's heart moved, and there was some long-lost astringency.

"Are you reluctant to let me die?"

"...You are still so young...there are so many people who like you..." Chu nightning whispered, "It shouldn't be you. I'm sorry..."

"..."

"If only it were me. At least no one would be too sad."

The astringency in his heart became more and more distinct, stirring in his dead heart. This feeling was there for the first time when I went home with Chu Wanning under an umbrella. Later, for so many years, the people around me died and scattered.

He was dormant in the dark, thinking of himself as a ruthless rock.

Later, he really thought he was a stone, and it was only today that he really felt the existence of his heart.

Both up and down, and itchy.

He clearly knew that he shouldn't have this kind of emotion, the sour rain would corrode the boulders, and the soft moss would make him fall apart.

But he couldn't help but grabbed the hand of Chu nightning, and his heart was pounding.

He opened his mouth, and his throat was sore, so he swallowed again, and then asked again, "What about you? Are you sad when I die?"

"..."

"Have you been sad?"

Chu night Ningfeng's eyes are half-open, and under the long and thick eyelashes of chūn are a pair of eyes that carry too many thoughts. The teacher tried to look inside, trying to catch a hint of angular emotions.

But no.

Just as water alone is water, and wheat alone is wheat, a kind of emotion can only be that kind of emotion if it is simply placed there.

It's a pity that people's emotions will never be single. The death of the teacher made him sad, painful, self-blame, and later regret. So many emotions are mixed together, like wheat and grain mixed with water and stored, it has long been fermented and changed, and it is no longer the same as it used to be.

The teacher asked deeply obsessively: "Master, if you give you another chance, will you be willing to save him - give up your life to save me?"

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