Chapter 83: This Venerable One Wants You

This crazy thought caused Mo Ran's eyes to turn blood-red.

His entire body trembled as he lost all reason. He gripped Chu Wanning's throat tightly, growling as he continuously interrogated him.

As long as he said the second half of the sentence, as long as he said the words "no regrets in life or death."

Then it must be … it must be …

"Ugh!"

A muffled groan sounded by his ear. Chu Wanning couldn't breathe, his face flushed red, and his struggle finally weakened.

Mo Ran stared blankly for a moment. His crimson eyes widened, both madness and clarity flickering within. Suddenly, he reacted and hurriedly let go of his hand. Chu Wanning fell heavily back onto the couch, the five terrifying marks on his neck gradually calling back to Mo Ran's soul.

"..." He opened his mouth. He wanted to call out 'Master', but he couldn't. He wanted to call out 'Chu Wanning', but he couldn't either. After hesitating for a while, he finally managed to croak out, "You …"

His throat was dry as if it had been burned by fire. Mo Ran swallowed his saliva with difficulty and slowly regained consciousness. Yesterday's events flashed before his eyes. In this life, Chu Wanning had never acted strangely, so he definitely couldn't have been reborn.

Then why would he at this moment say those last words from his previous life before he died, "I am the one who mistreated you."

Wasn't this a lie that Chu Wanning had no choice but to say to him in order to protect Xue Meng, in order to protect those hypocritical cultivators?

He had never believed it, never wanted to believe that Chu Wanning would truly admit his wrongs to him, that he would speak softly to him.

In any case, Chu Wanning was definitely lying to him. He definitely didn't like him.

In any case, this Shizun had always looked down on him and had never treated him sincerely.

He didn't regret killing his Shizun one bit.

Not one bit …

Mo Ran turned his face away and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer. Whether Chu Wanning lived or died, what did it have to do with him?!

He turned to leave.

He wanted to leave.

But no matter what, he couldn't move his feet.

I was mean to you.

In her memory, that cold and handsome face that was drenched in blood was actually somewhat gentle in the end.

Beside the Kunlun Heavenly Lake, the person in the pool of blood slowly raised his hand and touched his forehead with the tip of his finger. His finger was already cold, but there was some warmth in his eyes.

But at that time, Mo Ran felt that he must have seen wrongly.

Life or death, no regrets.

Chu Wanning said softly as tears of blood slowly flowed down from his eyes.

"Mo Ran …"

The person on the bed murmured in his dream. The two soft sounds made the person who was called tremble.

By the time he came back to his senses, Mo Ran was already standing by the bed, one hand propped against the bed, leaning over to stare at Chu Wanning's pale face.

Her thin, watery lips opened and closed slightly. Another sound entered her ears.

"Mo Ran …"

Closing his eyes, Mo Ran frowned. His fingertips were stuck in the hard, cold rosewood board, as if he was trying to suppress something.

In the end, he couldn't help it and said hoarsely, "Chu Wanning, are you sincere?"

"Are you sincere about what you said …"

Her chest hurt so much that it felt like it was about to burst. Since Chu Wanning was definitely not reborn, then the only reason he said such words now was because he felt that she didn't treat him well and felt guilty.

Was he sincere?

Chu Wanning was a dream talker, so naturally, he wouldn't answer him. But Mo Ran still wanted to wait for an answer.

"…"

After waiting for a long time with his eyes closed, there was still no movement. Mo Ran sighed and slowly raised his eyelids with some reluctance.

But he was caught off guard and met a pair of hazy phoenix eyes.

Half opened and half closed, about to wake up.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes at some point, but from his expression, it could be seen that his consciousness was not clear. It was just a temporary awakening from the torment. That pair of night eyes were still empty and absent-minded, as if they were thousands of years old.

Wanye Yuheng was usually as sharp as thunder. It was rare for him to be at a loss like this.

Without his usual sharpness, the person lying there was actually so beautiful. The corners of his eyes were dyed with a thin layer of red. He just looked at him without any defense.

His heart trembled violently. Mo Ran felt his throat tighten. He said in a low voice, "You …"

This scene was too similar to the scene when he made love with him in his previous life. Mo Ran's thoughts trembled. For a moment, he felt like he was still in the Shaman Palace and Chu Wanning was his prisoner. Just thinking about it made his mouth dry up and his breathing gradually become heavy.

I can't …

I don't like him.

Don't touch him again.

The enmity of the past is all in the past.

In this life, we are only master and disciple.

Mo Ran supported himself with one hand on the bed and looked down at Chu Wanning. He restrained himself and did not cross the line.

His long hair that was tied into a ponytail hung down from his shoulders. The ends fell on the other side of the pillow.

Chu Wanning lay there with his clothes on. His long hair was scattered. At first, his expression was still numb. After a while, his eyes gradually reflected Mo Ran's reflection. Chu Wanning was slightly startled. Then, as if the nightmare had not disappeared, he still did not know what time it was.

He slowly reached out his hand and stopped in midair for a moment. Finally, he touched Mo Ran's forehead.

"I am the one who is mean to you …"

When he said this, it was like in his previous life. It was rare to see such gentleness.

Mo Ran only felt a boom. Something in his mind suddenly collapsed.

His heart was surging and his head was hot. The spirit that he had summoned with great difficulty collapsed. He did not have time to think about anything. The familiar desire made him bend over Chu Wanning's body and fiercely kiss his slightly opened lips. His trembling hands uncontrollably tore at his clothes.

In an instant, the past was like the waves of the sea. Everything around him melted like frost and snow.

It was as if he was in the Magi Mountain Palace again. The dragon, phoenix, and red candles were shining brightly. This person under him struggled and scolded, panting and humiliated.

"Ugh …"

Between the hot and wet kisses, Chu Wanning let out a muffled groan that made Mo Ran even more crazy.

What dislike? What hatred? What not to touch him again? All of them were shattered into bubbles.

Mo Ran only felt that he was not dead yet. The slightly trembling body under him was still his.

He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to hug him. He wanted to fiercely tear him apart and penetrate him. He wanted to make this high and cold person beg for mercy under him. He wanted to fuck him until he climaxed.

"Chu Wanning …" He murmured hoarsely.

The exhilarating feeling washed over his soul. Even his fingertips were burning hot.

He once again sucked on those slightly cold and soft lips. The bitterness of the medicine still lingered in his mouth, but it made his heart beat like a drum. He was in a daze.

He was already too familiar with this person.

After his rebirth, because of resentment, he was unwilling to be intimate with him.

But when he kissed him, only Mo Ran himself knew that this was a kind of ecstasy. It was like a traveler on the verge of death in the desert tasting sweet dew. It was like an extremely cold night when he wrapped himself in a warm coat over a fire pit.

He originally thought that after his rebirth, he would naturally sever ties with him.

But unexpectedly, in the end, he was unable to control himself. He was teased by a few words and couldn't control himself. He kissed him without permission.

If it weren't for the fact that Chu Wanning's clothes couldn't be torn open and that something had suddenly fallen out of his lapel and pierced Mo Ran, perhaps he would have lost his mind and directly asked for his master without thinking about the consequences.

"Clang clang!"

After piercing Mo Ran's finger and falling on the pillow, the metal rolled twice and stopped moving.

Mo Ran was in high spirits. He didn't care about this small injury. He only angrily glared at that thing and then continued to wrestle with Chu Wanning's troublesome clothes.

It would have been fine if they hadn't kissed or hugged each other, but once they were on top of each other, all the feelings from his previous life came back. Just the thought of Chu Wanning's slender and tight waist made him feel an irresistible excitement.

But the white gauze on Chu Wanning's body seemed to be cursed. He couldn't tear it open even after pulling for a long time.

Mo Ran cursed in his heart. He fiercely hit the bed board and got up to take his sword to cut open the waist belt.

When he sat up, he glanced at the metal object that had fallen to the side.

Mo Ran didn't care about it at first. But suddenly, a trace of clarity flashed through his chaotic mind.

He was stunned and suddenly turned back to look at that thing again.

It was a brilliant golden orchid butterfly hairpin. When he was in the Peach Blossom Spring, he saved up feathers for several days to buy it for Xia Si Ni.

At that time, he personally put the hairpin on top of Xia Si Ni's ponytail and coaxed that unhappy junior brother, saying, "Children should use gold and red hairpins. Look, it's so lively."

Mo Ran picked up the hairpin. He felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.

He was completely stunned.

No … What's going on?

Why did the thing he gave to Xia Si Ni appear in Chu Wanning's arms?!

Could it be …

A terrible idea gradually emerged in Mo Ran's mind. He slowly turned back and looked at Chu Wanning with moist and lustful eyes. Master had fainted. Mo Ran stared at his face. Looking at the red lips that were kissed by him, his heart suddenly skipped a few beats.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

He felt that he must be crazy …

Could it be that Chu Wanning didn't lie to him?

Could it be that … Xia Si Ni — was really Chu Wanning's son?

This guess made Mo Ran shudder. He only felt that his scalp was about to explode!