Mo Xi's heart raced and there was a buzzing sound in his head. He wanted to restrain him, but before he could touch Gu Mang, he was hugged by the back of his neck.
In the darkness, Gu Mang almost collapsed and trembled. Between the kisses, he murmured hoarsely, "You. Hug me … "
In the past, when Gu Mang was in battle, people said that he had the bestial nature of a wolf. He was fierce, quick-witted, brave, and very capable of commanding. He was a general on the altar that the Chonghua Empire could only look up to. Thus, he was given the name "Beast of the Altar".
But other people did not know about his wild nature.
Only Mo Xi knew what Gu Mang was like in bed. He had strong and tight muscles, a sharp waist, and a strong neck. When the two of them were entangled, Mo Xi had been kissed by him countless times. Then, he fell deeply in love with him and could not extricate himself.
But not now.
Now, they had been separated for so long. They had been separated by betrayal and life and death, national enmity and personal hatred. Suddenly, he was forced to kiss again. Mo Xi's heart burned with desire and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. But he still did his best to restrain himself. He flipped Gu Mang's hand and, without any explanation, buried his fingers in the other's hair. The scent of blood filled his mouth.
Mo Xi gritted his teeth and said, "… Don't provoke me."
A fireball suddenly lit up in his palm, illuminating the bedroom. It was still the same as Mochime remembered. There was no window in the slave house, and everything was in a mess. There was a small jar beside the bed, which served as a bedside table. On top of it, there was a small flask with a wild flower in it.
Gu Mang's mind seemed to have completely collapsed. He looked at Mo Xi blankly and longingly for a while, as if he did not understand a word Mo Xi said. After a while, he leaned over and wanted to kiss his thin lips.
"Don't touch me!" Mo Xi said angrily, annoyed and burning inside.
But that ghost shadow gave Gu Mang some strange medicine, and his body recovered very well. If he relaxed a little, he would not be able to control him.
The fight between the two was so intense that Gu Mang accidentally tripped and fell onto the bed together with Mo Xi. The small wooden bed creaked dangerously. Mo Xi pressed heavily on Gu Mang's body. Gu Mang let out a hoarse groan almost at the same time. The action of rubbing against another man made his eyes even more confused. His body was burning hot after taking the aphrodisiac, and his blue eyes were burning with a moist luster. It was as if a fire had ignited on the surface of the river and wanted to devour Mo Xi's soul.
Mo Xi lowered his head to look at the man lying under him. His blood was burning hot. He had been abstinent for so many years, and he had a strong desire for Gu Mang. He had to suppress his desire to not overstep his boundaries.
However, he could control his actions, but he could not control his reactions. Mo Xi's breathing became heavy, hot, and full of masculine tension. He ordered Gu Mang to stay still in a low voice, but the air brushed past Gu Mang's ears and made him shudder.
Gu Mang's throat moved. He looked at him with moist eyes for a while and said hoarsely, "Uncomfortable …"
"…"
"Very … hot …"
Mo Xi breathed deeply. He saw his own reflection in his blue eyes, shrouded in blurred desire.
"I'm very … hot …"
You're not the only one who's very hot. However, Mo Xi would never say this out loud. He used his arms to forcefully suppress Gu Mang, but Gu Mang kept struggling and moving under him. After a while, how could Mo Xi not have any reaction? As their limbs intertwined, Mo Xi shouted angrily in a low voice, "Stop moving!"
However, Gu Mang felt it. Mo Xi was pressing hard on him. Even though they were separated by a robe, the hardness of Mo Xi's body seemed to evoke some kind of memory that was buried deep in his brain. His whole body trembled, and a low moan escaped from his throat.
Lord Xi He, who was not attracted to any beauty, felt so hard that it hurt and swelled crazily. It was too unbearable … Moreover, Gu Mang was lying on the bed at this time. His clothes were messy, his eyes were empty, and his chest was moving up and down.
He looked very sad, as if he was blaming Mo Xi for not being willing to touch him, or as if he was just feeling pain and emptiness.
"I'm uncomfortable …"
Mo Xi gritted his teeth and said, "Bear with it."
"You …" Gu Mang's mind was not clear, "You touch me again …"
This kind of naked and straightforward, simple but shameful sentence was said by Gu Mang, and it made Mo Xi's chest burn with anger. He suddenly closed his eyes and cursed silently, unwilling to look at Gu Mang's face.
However, this kind of thing could not be avoided just because the eye did not see it. Gu Mang raised his hand to touch his face, trembling, and wanted to kiss his lips. Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes.
His black eyes were dark and deep.
He had already accumulated such a burning desire, but when Gu Mang was about to kiss him, he raised his hand to cover Gu Mang's face. Mo Xi said angrily, "I will never … touch you again!"
Gu Mang obviously understood. He widened his eyes slightly, as if he was wronged and in pain. The tears in his blue eyes became deeper and deeper.
Mo Xi could not give him any response. Otherwise, it would cause Gu Mang to resonate, and this illusion would become more and more difficult to break.
However, he could not remove the poison in Gu Mang's body at this moment.
Gu Mang's forehead was sweating. In the chaos, he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He struggled under Mo Xi's body, "… Uncomfortable …"
"…"
His pupils contracted under the stimulation of the drug. Gu Mang could not bear it anymore. He choked and said, "… Don't … Don't do this …"
Mo Xi held him down. The person in his arms trembled more and more violently. In the end, he was almost convulsing.
"So … uncomfortable …"
Towards the end, Gu Mang was on the verge of collapse. He was like a fish on the verge of death, gasping for air. His face was strangely flushed as he struggled and choked with sobs. It was a chaotic and violent scene.
"You … Why don't you … Kill me …"
Mo Xi's heart stopped, "Gu Mang …"
"Just kill me. Be straightforward … Kill me …"
"…"
Mo Xi knew that it was impossible to continue like this. He gritted his teeth. While suppressing Gu Mang's struggling, he was thinking of a way out. Suddenly, there was a flash of light. If … if he temporarily made Gu Mang lose consciousness, could he delay it for a while?
Although he did not know if it would work, he could only give it a try.
With this thought, he took a breath and suddenly got up. He struck the back of Gu Mang's neck with his blade, hitting the unconscious acupuncture point. Gu Mang fainted.
After the strike, Mo Xi shouted in a low voice, "Come! Summon him! "
The soft whip was summoned. Mo Xi ordered Shenwu to tie Gu Mang up, to prevent him from doing anything unexpected after he regained consciousness. But at this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.
Tap, tap, tap.
Who —?
There were only three people in the illusion. He himself. Gu Mang. There was also …
That ghostly flower thief.
Mo Xi's eyes suddenly darkened. He stood in front of Gu Mang and condensed the Plum Blossom Spirit Dart at his fingertips. He was very angry. He was waiting for that person to come in and tear him into pieces.
Stop. The door opened.
Under the moonlight, a person stood at the door with a bayonet in his hand. The bright light illuminated his face.
Long and slender eyes, deep blue pupils, and a straight nose bridge that was tall and gentle. His hair was tied neatly into a braid. His prison clothes were slightly open, revealing a small piece of his well-muscled chest. On his shoulders was the black and gold cloak that Mo Xi had left for him. There was no expression on his face.
Mo Xi's expression changed. "Gu Mang?!"
Then, the person on the bed was …
He turned his head, as if in response to his shock. Suddenly, a burst of black smoke rolled up. The person on the bed suddenly turned into ashes!
A burst of sharp and crazy laughter suddenly surged from the walls. It was everywhere. "Haha … hahahaha …"
It was the ghostly shadow talking again!
The ghostly shadow laughed sinisterly and said, "Lord Xi He, the person on your bed just now was an illusion of the person in your dream."
"…"
"Do you know how he was born?" Phantom said proudly, "You were the one who listened to me. From the very beginning, you were led by me to think that Gu Mang had been drugged by the aphrodisiac. You thought that you weren't resonating with the illusion, but when you deduced, you had already unknowingly sent your thoughts to it!"
The more the ghostly shadow spoke, the more arrogant he became.
"Do you think it's over just by keeping your thoughts still? Do you think it's flawless just because you don't believe it? In the past, you've only been in contact with people in your dreams created by ordinary warlocks in Liao Country. How can it be compared to my creation! In my illusion, unless you don't think at all and abandon all thoughts. Otherwise, even if you have a thought or a guess, I can still make use of it. Hahahaha! "
The laughter reverberated, cold and gloomy.
"Come on, look at this Gu Mang in front of you. He's going to kill you soon. Is he an illusion or is he real? Can you tell? " The laughter was full of the joy of teasing people. "Do you want to believe that he's an illusion and smash him? Or do you not believe that he's an illusion and show mercy? "
Mo Xi looked sideways at Gu Mang standing at the door. That Gu Mang stood against the light. The Northern Frontier Army emblem on his black clothes was flowing with golden light under the moonlight.
"A real warlock in your dreams will make it difficult for you to distinguish between reality and illusion. You have to guess. If you guess right, you'll live. If you guess wrong, you'll die … Do you dare to make a move?"
While speaking, Gu Mang had already taken off the black robe draped over his shoulders and threw it away. Holding a bayonet, he floated over. The bayonet and the bayonet collided, instantly stirring up several clusters of golden-red sparks!
As the ghostly shadow's words lingered in his ears, Mo Xi's subordinates had already fiercely and swiftly exchanged more than ten moves with Gu Mang. Gu Mang's face was expressionless and cold, just like when he appeared in front of the Chong Hua Army as the general of Liao Country after betraying his country. There was no trace of old feelings.
The bayonet wrapped around the bayonet's black blade, but the tip of the bayonet flicked it, cutting off the spiritual flow and attacking Mo Xi with a backhand. The light of the bayonet reflected on Gu Mang's face, just like a silk ribbon, brushing right past his eyes.
Mo Xi cursed in his heart, flipped his hand back and rushed back, shouting, "Turn into a blade!"
The bayonet swam back to his palm. In a flash of red light, it turned into a blood-red long sword, clashing with the bayonet again.
Mo Xi gritted his teeth. Separated by a sword and a knife, he looked at the cold face in front of him in front of him.
Was it a virtual image of the person in his dream?
Or was it the real Gu Mang who was sent here?
Gui Ying laughed wantonly and indulgently: "Come, with your ability, if you really want to kill him, it's not impossible. Aim at his chest, you stab … Hahahahaha, stab! If he's real, he'll die. If he's dead, won't it be exactly what you want? "
"A traitor, a traitor … Come on, Lord Xi He, what are you hesitating for?"
"Kill him! Hahaha!!! "
Kill him, he's a traitor.
He killed so many people, so many soldiers, and made those who once believed in him fall to the bottom of the valley.
He betrayed his motherland and surrendered to the Liao Kingdom.
But wasn't the Chong Hua's first imperial army led by him? He used his own blood, tears, and even his life … to bring those people out of the smoky hell.
It was Gu Mang who brought his brothers out and brought back the corpses of those who died in battle. He saw hope and a future, so he shouted and insisted, "Come on, it's all right. Call me Marshal Gu, and I'll definitely bring you home."
"I'll bring you home …"
A group of dirty Cultivators and some fatherless and motherless slaves wanted to exchange their dead brothers for a proper tombstone with their iron blood and loyalty so that they could be buried in a proper manner.
But the Chong Hua didn't give it to them.
The old aristocrats didn't give it to them.
They went to hell for the Chong Hua and dragged their broken bodies out. Then the attitude of the person on the throne seemed to be saying, "Eh? Shouldn't all of you die in hell? Why did you come back? What should I do? I can't lead an army formed by slaves and led by slaves. Those who died will be buried in the War Spirit Mountain and those who are alive will be rewarded as nobles, right? "
"Hell should be the home of bastards. There's no need for tombstones."
Therefore, Mo Xi could understand and forgive Gu Mang's betrayal and Gu Mang's departure.
But why the Liao Kingdom?
Almost everyone in the Liao Kingdom was crazy. Every time they conquered a country, they would massacre, eat people, and drink blood … They were obsessed with hegemony and didn't hesitate to destroy the mountains and rivers. Why did they choose the Liao Kingdom? The Liao Kingdom that killed his father! The Liao Kingdom that ate people and relied on bloody techniques to kill and bring disaster everywhere! Why?!
For revenge? Because of hatred?
Or was it because the Liao Kingdom was one of the few big countries that could rival the Chong Hua? Only by entering the devil's den, losing all their kindness and sacrificing their loyalty could they one day reach the city gates and snatch the heart of the ruler. They could trample on these relatives and nobles who had once humiliated them until their brains and blood were all over the ground?!
As this thought flashed through his mind, the Shuiran sword in his hand was knocked down by Gu Mang.
With a whoosh, the bayonet was already pointed at Mo Xi's chest.
Gu Mang didn't say anything and didn't move. He just looked at him calmly and said,
"You lost."
Mo Xi didn't say anything, but Ghost Shadow laughed and sighed, "Lord Xi He, I reminded you, but you still didn't have the heart to fight seriously with him."
"…"
"Since you're so infatuated, I'll tell you," he paused and said with interest, "The Gu Mang in front of you is real."
"Fortunately, you weren't willing to hurt him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be your opponent. But … "he laughed," You have feelings, but he has no loyalty. Gu Mang is now driven by evil energy and only listens to me. If I want him to kill you, he won't hesitate. "
His voice lingered, "It's hard to make a choice between the real and the false. This is the true way to use people in dreams. Have you learned it? Unfortunately, even if you have, it's already too late. "
Ghost Shadow laughed and gave his last order,
"Go, kill him."
Gu Mang's blue eyes darkened. He immediately raised his hand and waved his sword. But in this split second, the red lotus mark on Mo Xi's neck suddenly glowed and dozens of red sword energy broke out of his body!
Gu Mang was slightly shocked and immediately turned around to dodge. He raised his hand and scattered several flying swords that were attacking him! While he was concentrating on repelling the sword formation, his feet were bound by the rope formed by the Shuaran Whip. His lower body was unstable, and he staggered to his knees. With one hand on the ground, he raised his eyes and glared fiercely at Mo Xie.
"You. Pretend to lose. "He opened his mouth.
Mo Xi waved his hand and scattered the sword array. His expression was extremely complicated. He walked in front of Gu Mang. Spiritual energy surged in his palm and made the Shuiran whip bind Gu Mang even tighter. Then, he lifted his chin with two fingers and removed the magic sword from his trembling hand.
Mo Xi stared at his pair of clear blue eyes. His expression was hazy and he said coldly, "… Yes. If I surrender so easily, wouldn't I be letting down senior brother's hard work in teaching me in the past? "
"…" Gu Mang didn't have any expression. It was as if he didn't understand him at all.
Mo Xi looked up and said, "What other moves do you have? Why don't you use them again?"
The ghost laughed coldly and said, "Of course I —" But before he could finish, the illusion around them suddenly shook!
The ghost was obviously shocked. Mo Xi heard the low curses lingering around the illusion and continuously retreating. He said darkly, "Mo Xi, victory and defeat hasn't been decided yet. You can't catch me at all. Don't be happy too early!"
Mo Xi's expression was not worried. It seemed that the reinforcements sent by Jun Shang had finally arrived.
But the bricks and tiles here began to rustle and fall, but they didn't fall on them. Someone began to attack from the outside. The person in the dream could no longer maintain the illusion. The scene in front of them was twisting and turning. Suddenly, with a "bang", Wang Shu Manor shattered into millions of fine powder. Everything disappeared without a trace.
"Lord Xi He! Lord Xi He! " The reinforcements who broke the barrier from the outside were two people. One was Yue Chenqing. He hurriedly rushed over. When he saw Mo Xi, he sighed in relief. When he saw Gu Mang, he was shocked again.
"You … uh, are you all okay?"
Mo Xi returned to the foot of War Spirit Mountain. He was still holding Gu Mang's hair bun in his hand, restraining this person who was currently restless. The red lotus mark on his neck disappeared slowly, disappearing without a trace.
Before Mo Xi could say anything, the other reinforcements spoke — Jun Shang had actually sent a Murong Lian.
The Murong Lian leaned against a tree lazily, as if it didn't matter to him whether they lived or died. If they lived, he would report to his superiors. If they died, he would set off firecrackers to collect their corpses. He even held a hookah in his hand, casually taking a puff of "Floating Like A Dream" and exhaling thin smoke.
"What can happen to them? Aren't they just standing here? "
Yue Chenqing still wanted to say something, but the Murong Lian interrupted him again. He glanced at Gu Mang and sneered, "This traitor is really capable. Previously, he was tortured by me until he was on his last breath. Suddenly, he was full of energy and could even escape from prison."
"…"
"Lord Xi He, I can't help but suspect that he recovered so quickly. Did you secretly take care of him?" the Murong Lian said sarcastically.
Mo Xi didn't want to pay attention to this pervert. He turned to look at Yue Chenqing, "Why are you here too?"
"Jun Shang said that I have been your deputy commander for two years and have experience in the art of burning the country. He forced me to come." Yue Chenqing's eyes widened. "Lord Xi He, have you found the flower thief?"
Mo Xi glanced in front of them. There was a cave in front of them. The person in the dream needed a lot of spiritual energy to set it up and couldn't be too far away from the caster.
He said, "He's inside."
There was no time to lose, so the three of them went into the cave together. Yue Chenqing looked back and forth at Gu Mang curiously. She suddenly said, "Lord Xi He, if you tie him up with Shuiran, what will you use to fight the flower thief later?"
"… I have more than one weapon with Shuiran."
"But you like to use Shuiran the most. How about this, I'll find something else for you to use to suppress him …" Yue Chenqing scratched her head. She rummaged through her Qiankun Bag and took out a golden Immobilization Talisman.
"Use this! My family made this. It can — "
"Take back your father's item." Mo Xi said, "The spiritual energy is too violent. It's not easy to use."
"… It wasn't made by my father. It was made by my fourth uncle."
Seeing that Mo Xi didn't say anything else, Yue Chenqing held the Immobilization Talisman like it was a treasure and excitedly rushed in front of Gu Mang.
Gu Mang stared at him.
"… Aiyo, I'm a little scared. Your eyes are as blue as a wolf's." Yue Chenqing scratched her neck. She didn't dare to look into Gu Mang's eyes. She bowed twice. "Brother Wolf, I'm sorry to offend you."
Gu Mang glared at her fiercely. His eyes moved restlessly, as if to say: You dare?!
Yue Chenqing was less skilled but more daring. With a 'pa ji' sound, he directly stuck his fourth uncle's talisman on Gu Mang's forehead.
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