The End of the Emperor's Industry

Mo Bai lay powerlessly on Gu Xiaoyu's heart, the beauty's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, densely packed.

Skin to skin, he felt his even breathing, and a sense of disgust emerged spontaneously.He raised his head slightly to look at him, looking at his sleeping and handsome face, but he wished to cut him into pieces.

Silver flashed, and he used magic to transform a dagger, his hands were trembling constantly.Tears glistened in his eyes, but the tears were still wet on his beautiful face.

"Gu Xiaoyu...you are going to die..." he murmured in a deep voice.

People are fickle after all, even though Mo Bai himself agreed to Gu Xiaoyu's body exchange, but, after sleeping overnight, he regretted it too much, that's right, he hated the man in front of him to the bone.

He Mo Bai was originally a cultivator, but he dedicated his innocence to men, and he was still someone he didn't like.Mo Bai laughed at himself in his heart: "Oh, it's really bad.

The dagger in his hand slowly approached his bare chest, gritted his teeth, and was about to fall when Gu Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist just in time.

Before he could react, he suddenly pinned him down.

"You want to kill me?" He frowned and looked at him: "My Taoist beauty, you promised this yourself, do you want to go back on your word now? Ah, it's really cruel, to actually want to murder your husband... ..”

"Gu Xiaoyu, in the agreement, there is no such thing as not allowing me to kill you afterwards...the antidote...give me..." He said coldly, his tone A few traces of resentment and resentment.

"The antidote?" He raised Mo Bai's jaw and said, "My baby, you are so cute...I don't want to give...!"

"What?!" Mo Bai's eyes widened in disbelief: "You don't believe what you say...!"

"There's no profiteering, no business, baby, have you ever heard of it?" He pecked his lips lightly, squinting his eyes and said, "It's only your fault that you were unlucky enough to meet a tycoon like me..."

"Gu Xiaoyu, you...!"

"But... Having said that, baby, your taste is really good... I have seen countless people, but you are the most outstanding and the best... In the whole world, no one is stronger than you...Little Boy..." He reached out to caress *'s face, but he avoided it and stood up quickly.

"The antidote! Give it to me!" He roared angrily, frowning.

He put on his clothes, stood up slowly, put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

He glanced at the dagger in his right hand and said with a smile: "I knew you were reluctant to kill me. You are only a bridal chamber and you are a widow. It's not good to hear it..." He pinched his fingers pamperingly. Pinched his face: "Mo Zishu can't die, baby, you have to trust me..."

He shook his hand away in disgust, trying to push him away with all his strength.

"The thing I regret the most is trusting you, Gu Xiaoyu..." He stared at him with tears in his eyes: "I will never forgive you in my life! If... Zishu has a Anyway...! I will definitely kill you!" He gritted his teeth: "Anyway, I am no longer a Taoist disciple...As a layman, I want to kill people, so there should be nothing wrong with me. ...!"

"Really?" Hearing what he said, he smiled and said, "Then you do it...I'm right in front of you, you kill me..." He grabbed his hand behind his back wrist, forcing him to aim the dagger at his throat. "Do you dare to kill me? His purple eyes are provocative: "A cultivator should not dare to trample an ant to death..." He said contemptuously: "Since you want to be a vulgar person, then As your husband, I should take you to experience the thrill of blood splattering on the spot and blood staining your clothes..." After speaking, he suddenly exerted force on the palm of his wrist, and he was so helpless. He was dragged forward defensively, and the dagger stabbed in the center of his chest just like that.

This action made Mo Bai really startled, panicked, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held down by him, unable to move.

Bright red blood dripped down on Mo Bai's wrist, gorgeous and hot.

"This feeling...is it so cool..." He looked at him with a smile and whispered.

He originally thought that this move would allow him to vent his hatred, but he saw that Mo Bai's eyes were filled with tears, the flickering fright and the faint reluctance made Gu Xiaoyu a little puzzled.

The blood from the heart flowed through the redwoods, dripping down, one drop, two drops, three drops, non-stop, converging, and rolling down on Mo Bai's wrist, pulling the heartstring deep in his soul.

His chest was a little dull, the pain spread all over his body, he couldn't control his emotions, his tears, the dream that always repeated was shown at this moment, the man in the pink and red clothes whose faces could not be seen clearly in the dream , that whirling laughter and cursing, that sword, he fell down, that sword, the wind and the clouds are overwhelming...

All of these, not decreasing but increasing, are quickly projected in his brain.

Every fragment, to varying degrees, tore his heart.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the face of the man in the dream clearly.

He didn't know if that pink clothes was the man in pink clothes he had dreamed of that day, he didn't know who that blazing red clothes was.

His head seemed to be about to explode.

"Ah...!!!" He yelled in pain, his deafening cry, carrying his own internal skills, radiated a circle of silvery white like huge waves, and threw Gu Xiaoyu not far away in front of him .

Gu Xiaoyu stood up, opened his mouth to say something, but Mo Bai pulled his hair, went crazy, opened the door, and rushed out.

Seeing him like this, Gu Xiaoyu was puzzled, but when he watched him flustered and the wound healed automatically, his handsome brows and eyes also overflowed with a few light smiles.

This Mo Bai is really getting more and more interesting, how many people want to climb into Gu Xiaoyu's bed, he dismisses it.He was so good that he seemed about to collapse.

Thinking about it like this, Gu Xiaoyu was also a little worried, so he started to follow out, fearing that he would go on the rampage alone, and if he was emotionally excited, something might happen to him.

The sky is not yet clear, and the mist is still there.

Mo Bai ran outside alone, somewhat aimlessly.

Looking for a clear river, he knelt down and dipped his bloodstained hands into the clear water.The cold touch was a bit biting, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

His gaze was a little dull. After washing his hands, he got up, took off his clothes, and all the red hickey marks were exposed. He glanced at his body, raised his head to the sky, and closed his eyes tightly. Fist, took a deep breath, then started to lift his feet, stepping into the water, a few laps of light ripples.With a crisp sound, his whole body was almost submerged under the clear water, only his bare shoulders were moist.

The slender knuckles were lightly scratched between the collarbones. I thought that he just wanted to cleanse himself, but seeing his brows filled with anger, sure enough, his ten knuckles bent suddenly. Downwards, just like that, there were ten bright bloodstains that intersected each other.

"Taoist...!" Here, Mo Bai was taking a bath, and a delicate male voice sounded behind him, carrying a little bit of panic.

Mo Bai suddenly turned his head, only to see Mo Zishu standing behind him with a surprised expression on his face.

Mo Bai's heart trembled, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mozi's book was intact, but when he thought about everything that happened between himself and Gu Xiaoyu, the only trace of joy in his heart was instantly reduced to ashes .

"Gu Pan has already given me the antidote, so, Daoist... don't worry about me..." Mo Zishu said gently.

"Already...are you okay...?" Mo Bai sneered and said, "Then you should go...the same sentence, don't be obsessed with me anymore... ...the me now is really not worth it...you are like this..."

"Why?!" Mo Zishu was puzzled, but he also felt ominous and uneasy. He frowned and said, "Could it be that you and Gu Xiaoyu...you... You have already..."

"That's right..." Mo Bai took a deep breath and said, "He and I, in exchange for an antidote for you, I have already given him my chastity..." He sneered: "What? Do you think I'm dirty?"

When he asked this question, Mo Zishu was startled at first, then shook his head firmly after a moment's pause: "What I like is you, Mo Bai, not your body, even if you and Gu Xiaoyu... ...you...you have a skin-to-skin relationship, but you are still you, the one I met the first time, the one who fell from the cliff and crushed me... the Taoist priest ......I......"

"You hesitated..." He said coldly: "You still mind, don't you?" The mouthful of the four things are all empty, and the result is that I still can’t get rid of all kinds of worldly things?” He sighed wistfully, looked up at the misty night sky: “Could it be... all the things I used to do are just pretending? Ha... ...." He laughed at himself: "Thinking about it now, it's really hypocritical..."

"I, Mo Zishu, really like you, Daoist Mo Bai...you have to believe me...!" He ran into the water recklessly, regardless of the cold water soaking the hem of his robe.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Bai was startled, and wanted to move his body back, but he still hugged him tightly from behind.

"I don't care what you said, I just know that I like you, I want you..."

"But I don't like you! Mo Zishu, how many times do you want me to say it! Go away! Go away!" He struggled, but he still hugged him tightly.

"I just like you, Mo Bai, don't lie to me, you say you don't like me, if you don't like me, why would you trade yourself for the antidote! Why! Explain! Explain!" he yelled.

As soon as he said this, he couldn't bear it anymore, full of humiliation.

He turned around and looked at him, Ling Ao's eyes reflected crystal.He threw himself into his arms suddenly, crying loudly.He hugged him tightly, letting his tears wet his shoulders and clothes.

"Okay, don't cry...from now on...you will be with me...I will definitely treat you well... "He stroked his blue hair with tenderness on his face.

He took out the embroidered handkerchief around his waist, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "Mo Bai, stay with me... spend the rest of your life with me..."