Become a Summoner today
Chapter 1400 Rotten Beauty
Chapter 1400 Rotten Beauty (5)
Love? !
He actually has love for me!
What Xu Wuyi said made Baili's mind go blank, he unconsciously supported the wall, walked like a walking dead, and finally collapsed beside the wall.
The memory was once again in chaos, and countless details that I didn't want to remember came back to my eyes...
……
In the damp and smelly palace, Huang Suiyun dressed in white stood in front of him covered in blood, and said condescendingly: "You look worse than the last time I saw you."
"You can't see, how do you know that I'm worse than last time?"
"I can't see it, but I can smell the smell of blood and the stench of festering wounds." The man said solemnly, as if he was standing in a sunny garden, talking about the elegant things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"So I smelled it!" Baili said mockingly and moved his fingers.
"Can you give me a hand?" he said, "You don't want me to rot slowly like this! Your master is a very clean freak."
"can."
Huang Suiyun replied, walked to his side, and hugged his body without a few complete bones.
There was a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing his surprise, Baili smiled and said, "Does it feel very special? It's obviously a human body, but it feels like a bag full of sand when you hold it in your hand?"
Of course he knew how badly he was injured, from the scapula to the phalanx, from the tibia to the phalanx, all were almost shattered.If it weren't for the exceptional talent and the almost immortal healing power, what Huang Suiyun was waiting to deal with at this moment would be a muddy corpse.
"You will recover soon. I know that you have a special constitution and are almost immortal." He said numbly, "If you feel that living like this is painful, I can kill you as well, as the last friendship. "
"Kill me? Do you dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that your Lord will blame you?"
"With such a serious injury, it's normal to die." Huang Suiyun said expressionlessly, "After all, you just have ten times stronger repair ability than ordinary people, and it doesn't mean you won't die. "
"He wants you to wash me up as a gift and send it to him, isn't it because I'm immortal and don't have to worry about dying halfway?" Baili mocked, "I didn't feel reluctant when I handed it over, why do I suddenly think of us now? Ever been friends?!"
"It's up to you." Huang Suiyun said in a deep voice, "I'll wash you clean first, and then heal your wounds."
"Sure enough, you feel dirty too."
Baili said silently, his body was covered with blood and stains, even the plain white clothes with Huang Suiyun were stained with blood and stains.
Huang Suiyun didn't speak.
Maybe it's because Baili's injury is serious, but at least he's still alive, and because of his special constitution, he will recover soon after being treated.
Or maybe he feels that the master's mind is always erratic, and maybe he will run out of interest before the next summons and kill him.
Of course, the bigger possibility is that by the time Baili's injury is almost healed, the Lord has already forgotten the existence of this butterfly.
No matter what kind of development, it is Baili's fate, and has nothing to do with Huang Suiyun.
At least Baili thinks so.
However, no one expected that the Lord had such a long interest in this butterfly caught on a whim that even the person concerned could not believe it.
……
When the tattoo was halfway through, Baili had already scratched his palm with his fingers in pain, and his whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. There were drops of water dripping from the tip of his hair, and cold sweat dripped down his chin like a waterfall.
The only thing that remains dry is the back where the tattoo is being tattooed: the water will cause the needle to lose its aim when it penetrates the body.
The pain made his brain feel like a paste.
The body melted in pain, and gradually, I could see nothing, hear nothing, remember anything, and feel nothing.
However, whenever he thinks that he can be completely free and sink into the darkness, there will always be some small warmth to keep him and drive away his coldness.
"Who is it?" he asked softly.
No one answered.
The next moment, the acupuncture on the back stopped.
Only in this way, the burning sensation caused by the pigment invading the body intensified.
Is...it's over, or...intermission?
Baili was thinking dejectedly, and suddenly felt some coolness on his back.
Someone is using drugs to cool him down, so that his heartbeat will not be stopped by the highly toxic ingredients in the paint.
"The heartbeat is very stable, and it really is immortal."
It was Huang Suiyun's voice.
His appearance made Baili, who was already exhausted, stand up like a frightened cat. He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Why, are you afraid that I will die halfway? Will your master not be able to enjoy himself?"
The master made live tattoos. After the paint enters the body, it will soon combine with the heart of the tattooed person. The heartbeat will not stop, and the tattoo will not stop.
However, this seemingly beautiful idea has a huge drawback: one of the ingredients in the tattoo paint contains a highly toxic substance, as long as a drop the size of a teardrop can poison a village of a hundred people to death.
"You will not die, even if I die, you will not die. You are a flower that blooms in the wilderness. The petals are so delicate and beautiful that it is hard to think of the existence of thorns and the tenacity of the roots."
"It's a pity that no matter how tough a flower is, it will die soon after being broken off from the branch. I feel death, very light and heavy."
When Huang Suiyun heard this, an inexplicable melancholy appeared on his face again.
"As expected, you had a nightmare." He murmured, his tone was very relaxed, but with a touch of regret.
Baili turned his head and said, "Whether I'm having a nightmare or not, it doesn't matter to you!"
"Is there me in the dream?"
"You do not deserve!"
So the man stopped talking nonsense, and when the gauze covered with the liquid medicine brushed against his shoulder blades, his soft fingertips stayed for a short time.
"My lord said you are a butterfly, but I think you are a bird." While rubbing, he whispered, "If you are pushed, will there be wings here?"
"will not."
Baili said decisively, but was startled by the man's behavior the next moment.
He bent down and gently kissed the shoulder blade, the tip of his tongue licked the bump of the bone through the skin, as if savoring it.
"What do you want to do to me?" Baili asked.
"Why, can't you accept it?" Huang Suiyun raised his head and said, "He did the same thing to you, didn't you resist?"
What Huang Suiyun said about him was naturally referring to the Lord.
"It's not the same. His power is too strong, and I can't resist. And he showed absolute possessiveness when he first met me. I know he only regards me as a toy, a beautiful dog that fits his aesthetic orientation. Butterfly, no matter what you do to me, it's normal." Baili said weakly, "But you... did it all of a sudden to prove that you're a man, or did you suddenly wake up and feel that you shouldn't do anything? Send me out without doing it, want to get back my own rights? Or, because he asked you to do this?"
The breath of the Lord is nearby, and Baili can feel his presence.
He was enjoying the farce with great interest.
Thank you bbc for your reward. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I will continue to wish everyone a happy new year~~~~
(End of this chapter)
Love? !
He actually has love for me!
What Xu Wuyi said made Baili's mind go blank, he unconsciously supported the wall, walked like a walking dead, and finally collapsed beside the wall.
The memory was once again in chaos, and countless details that I didn't want to remember came back to my eyes...
……
In the damp and smelly palace, Huang Suiyun dressed in white stood in front of him covered in blood, and said condescendingly: "You look worse than the last time I saw you."
"You can't see, how do you know that I'm worse than last time?"
"I can't see it, but I can smell the smell of blood and the stench of festering wounds." The man said solemnly, as if he was standing in a sunny garden, talking about the elegant things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"So I smelled it!" Baili said mockingly and moved his fingers.
"Can you give me a hand?" he said, "You don't want me to rot slowly like this! Your master is a very clean freak."
"can."
Huang Suiyun replied, walked to his side, and hugged his body without a few complete bones.
There was a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing his surprise, Baili smiled and said, "Does it feel very special? It's obviously a human body, but it feels like a bag full of sand when you hold it in your hand?"
Of course he knew how badly he was injured, from the scapula to the phalanx, from the tibia to the phalanx, all were almost shattered.If it weren't for the exceptional talent and the almost immortal healing power, what Huang Suiyun was waiting to deal with at this moment would be a muddy corpse.
"You will recover soon. I know that you have a special constitution and are almost immortal." He said numbly, "If you feel that living like this is painful, I can kill you as well, as the last friendship. "
"Kill me? Do you dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that your Lord will blame you?"
"With such a serious injury, it's normal to die." Huang Suiyun said expressionlessly, "After all, you just have ten times stronger repair ability than ordinary people, and it doesn't mean you won't die. "
"He wants you to wash me up as a gift and send it to him, isn't it because I'm immortal and don't have to worry about dying halfway?" Baili mocked, "I didn't feel reluctant when I handed it over, why do I suddenly think of us now? Ever been friends?!"
"It's up to you." Huang Suiyun said in a deep voice, "I'll wash you clean first, and then heal your wounds."
"Sure enough, you feel dirty too."
Baili said silently, his body was covered with blood and stains, even the plain white clothes with Huang Suiyun were stained with blood and stains.
Huang Suiyun didn't speak.
Maybe it's because Baili's injury is serious, but at least he's still alive, and because of his special constitution, he will recover soon after being treated.
Or maybe he feels that the master's mind is always erratic, and maybe he will run out of interest before the next summons and kill him.
Of course, the bigger possibility is that by the time Baili's injury is almost healed, the Lord has already forgotten the existence of this butterfly.
No matter what kind of development, it is Baili's fate, and has nothing to do with Huang Suiyun.
At least Baili thinks so.
However, no one expected that the Lord had such a long interest in this butterfly caught on a whim that even the person concerned could not believe it.
……
When the tattoo was halfway through, Baili had already scratched his palm with his fingers in pain, and his whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. There were drops of water dripping from the tip of his hair, and cold sweat dripped down his chin like a waterfall.
The only thing that remains dry is the back where the tattoo is being tattooed: the water will cause the needle to lose its aim when it penetrates the body.
The pain made his brain feel like a paste.
The body melted in pain, and gradually, I could see nothing, hear nothing, remember anything, and feel nothing.
However, whenever he thinks that he can be completely free and sink into the darkness, there will always be some small warmth to keep him and drive away his coldness.
"Who is it?" he asked softly.
No one answered.
The next moment, the acupuncture on the back stopped.
Only in this way, the burning sensation caused by the pigment invading the body intensified.
Is...it's over, or...intermission?
Baili was thinking dejectedly, and suddenly felt some coolness on his back.
Someone is using drugs to cool him down, so that his heartbeat will not be stopped by the highly toxic ingredients in the paint.
"The heartbeat is very stable, and it really is immortal."
It was Huang Suiyun's voice.
His appearance made Baili, who was already exhausted, stand up like a frightened cat. He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Why, are you afraid that I will die halfway? Will your master not be able to enjoy himself?"
The master made live tattoos. After the paint enters the body, it will soon combine with the heart of the tattooed person. The heartbeat will not stop, and the tattoo will not stop.
However, this seemingly beautiful idea has a huge drawback: one of the ingredients in the tattoo paint contains a highly toxic substance, as long as a drop the size of a teardrop can poison a village of a hundred people to death.
"You will not die, even if I die, you will not die. You are a flower that blooms in the wilderness. The petals are so delicate and beautiful that it is hard to think of the existence of thorns and the tenacity of the roots."
"It's a pity that no matter how tough a flower is, it will die soon after being broken off from the branch. I feel death, very light and heavy."
When Huang Suiyun heard this, an inexplicable melancholy appeared on his face again.
"As expected, you had a nightmare." He murmured, his tone was very relaxed, but with a touch of regret.
Baili turned his head and said, "Whether I'm having a nightmare or not, it doesn't matter to you!"
"Is there me in the dream?"
"You do not deserve!"
So the man stopped talking nonsense, and when the gauze covered with the liquid medicine brushed against his shoulder blades, his soft fingertips stayed for a short time.
"My lord said you are a butterfly, but I think you are a bird." While rubbing, he whispered, "If you are pushed, will there be wings here?"
"will not."
Baili said decisively, but was startled by the man's behavior the next moment.
He bent down and gently kissed the shoulder blade, the tip of his tongue licked the bump of the bone through the skin, as if savoring it.
"What do you want to do to me?" Baili asked.
"Why, can't you accept it?" Huang Suiyun raised his head and said, "He did the same thing to you, didn't you resist?"
What Huang Suiyun said about him was naturally referring to the Lord.
"It's not the same. His power is too strong, and I can't resist. And he showed absolute possessiveness when he first met me. I know he only regards me as a toy, a beautiful dog that fits his aesthetic orientation. Butterfly, no matter what you do to me, it's normal." Baili said weakly, "But you... did it all of a sudden to prove that you're a man, or did you suddenly wake up and feel that you shouldn't do anything? Send me out without doing it, want to get back my own rights? Or, because he asked you to do this?"
The breath of the Lord is nearby, and Baili can feel his presence.
He was enjoying the farce with great interest.
Thank you bbc for your reward. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I will continue to wish everyone a happy new year~~~~
(End of this chapter)
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