Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Tonight, Zong Luo finished washing up early, changed into bedclothes, excused himself a little sleepy after drinking the medicine, closed the door of the bedroom, and lay down on the bed to pretend to be dead.

Fortunately, he has been living in the palace very well recently. Knowing that Emperor Yuan ordered his servants to watch him every day to see if he was sleeping on time, Zongluo went to bed very early every night.

Today, too, the servants have no doubts.

Zong Luo originally wanted to sleep for a while, and then go to Yu Beizhou later, or not in a hurry to go during the day, anyway, it was fifteen, and if he really wanted to get sick, he would have to lock himself in the dark room for a day and a night.

It's just that he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, his mind was full of the scene in the Great Witch Temple in his dream.

Scarlet blood, voices that don't care, everything you're willing to give up...

In the end, he really annoyed him, Zong Luo resignedly lifted the quilt, picked up the night clothes hanging on the side and put it on, carefully pushed the window open a crack, and quickly slipped out.

The Yuchun Palace was very quiet, and it was covered by the night. Even if there were guards patrolling, they could not find the Guigu disciples who were walking in quiet places and walking on the eaves and walls.

This palace is located directly east of the palace, not far from the palace wall, which greatly facilitates Zongluo's actions.

"Strange, what sound did you hear just now?"

The guards guarding the gate of the palace turned around suspiciously, and walked around with the lantern, but saw nothing.

"You won't be too sleepy, right? If you really can't, just go down and rest first, and someone else will stand guard." The other person yawned.

"Maybe." The guard turned around and muttered to himself.

On the other side, Zong Luo, who had just escaped from Yuchun Palace, had successfully left the palace.

After leaving the palace, you will be much freer. How cautious I was just now, and how arrogant and bold I am now, playing parkour directly with light work. If anyone is lucky enough to see it, they can only glimpse a dark shadow galloping across the roof.

When he first learned martial arts, what Zong Luo looked forward to most was Qinggong.

Wearing a book is good at this point, and it can also realize a martial arts dream. Therefore, even though he fell with a blue nose and a swollen face during the early practice, Zong Luo never complained of bitterness. Now that I feel the freedom of walking in the night sky, it's worth it if I want to yell.

Wearing night clothes, the third prince flipped through the pavilions and pavilions, rockery and flowing water, and finally, like a piece of paper, it landed on the study room of Beining Wangfu.

As soon as he landed, Zong Luo frowned at the scene in front of him.

Like the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the entire palace was silent, there was no one, and it was as silent as death.

But tonight is a little different.

Although it was quiet tonight, the house was full of lights.

There are floor-to-ceiling palace lanterns every few steps on the nine-curved corridor, a few twigs are used in the corners of the house, placed in the depressions of the rockery, and there are even some butterfly lanterns that have only recently been paid tribute from the Western Regions. These lamps with different shapes are on and off, and they illuminate the palace of the great king, which is very beautiful.

Not only that, the door of the sandalwood study was also wide open.

It's like... someone is being welcomed.

It is self-evident who is welcomed.

Since there is no one to guard, Zong Luo is no longer sneaky.

He flew down and slowly walked into the study.

The interior of the study is still the same as when he came last time.

Even the stairs going down to the dark room were as cold as ever, and the cold wind whizzed down from below, blowing the corners of the man's robes flying.

As he walked, Zong Luo took out the fire book from his cuff.

"rub--"

After the burning flames rose from the top of the fire, and illuminated the icy dark room, he couldn't help frowning.

This dark room is not particularly large, but it is very cold because of the surrounding cold stones and a piece of cold mountain meteorite.

Although martial arts practitioners have internal strength to protect their bodies and are not afraid of cold and heat, they can still detect the sudden drop in temperature.

It's the same as when I returned to Zong Luolai last time, the only difference... is that the iron chain hanging from the opposite wall was randomly placed on the ground, and the end was not tied to anyone.

At the moment when the fire light came on, Zong Luo realized something.

He was about to turn his head, when a hand suddenly appeared behind him, and he naturally clasped his tight waistline. Immediately afterwards, a fluffy head was attached, slantingly buried in Zong Luo's shoulder, smiled lowly, and breathed hot air behind his ear: "Senior brother, you are here."

Through the thick clothes, Zong Luo could also feel the abnormal scorching//heat of the other party's body temperature from his back.

Just like the blood that dripped on his body that night, the trembling when inch by inch in the dream ran across his body was hotter than the red-hot molten iron.

"Senior brother, why are you so kind and cheerful today?"

Zong Luo was silent for too long without even struggling. Even Yu Beizhou, who was immersed in the torment of the heat wave, noticed that something was wrong.

If this was the case in the past, Zong Luo would be able to turn against him on the spot.

Yu Beizhou couldn't help burying his head a little deeper, and his other hand also took advantage of the situation, almost clasping the person in front of him with a good smell into his arms, chewing it into pieces, and melting it into the blood.

Just by holding it like this, Yu Beizhou can feel that his reason is gradually returning to the cage, the desire for destruction that burns from the bottom of his heart has been greatly reduced, and what follows... is another kind of more obscure and profound, A craving that has never been felt in anyone else before.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart.

As arrogant as Yu Beizhou, this almost deep-rooted madness is also the most unwilling memory to mention.

However, he tried his best in his last life, but couldn't find any way to relieve it.

Except for Zong Luo.

It happened to be this person. Yu Beizhou felt it was really ironic, but he couldn't help but go a little too far.

"Why didn't you lock yourself with chains today?"

"Because Senior Brother is here." Yu Beizhou laughed, his other hand dishonestly untied Zong Luo's headband, letting the long hair fall into his palm: "With Senior Brother here, who would want to touch that kind of cold thing."

He especially liked Zong Luo's hair, and often attacked Zong Luo's hair band when fighting in Guigu, and often the two of them were disheveled after a fight.

It's just that today's senior brother is very wrong.

Not only his tone, but also his attitude showed hesitation and hesitation.

Just when Yu Beizhou was thinking about how to get his senior brother to take the initiative to speak, the prince in night clothes spoke.

Being so close to him, Zong Luo's whole body tensed like a drawn bow.

However, his mood is too complicated now, so he has no time to pay attention to Yu Beizhou's provocation.

"Yu Beizhou, let me ask you, what are the activation conditions for the immortal method of time retrospection?"

Zong Luo's tone was calm, with only imperceptible fluctuations at the end.

"Um?"

Yu Beizhou lazily leaned his entire body against the other, like a lazy male lion.

He casually said, "How do I know that."

"After my senior brother died in my previous life, I became an emperor and ruled the world. Every day, I was in charge of myriad situations. Such things as going back in time were naturally left to my subordinates."

Zong Luo almost didn't give a smirk.

Everyday is a mess? Who to lie to.

I don’t know who came down every morning in the morning, and flung the dragon robe into the ice coffin. When I met a minister who was not pleasing to the eye, the first solution was to chop it up; Thinking of being an emperor is boring.

The way of being a king that I learned in Guigu at the beginning, I almost learned the way of a dog.

Zongluo never expected that Yu Beizhou would be so virtuous after he ascended the throne.

Say that he abandoned his ancestral property, this person stole the inheritance of the ancestral family, and the word abandoned cannot be used.

What I have to say... Yu Beizhou in Zongluo's impression is always ambitious and flamboyant, rather than lazy, casual, and world-weary as if he has lost interest in everything.

Yes, it's boring!

Zong Luo was startled.

Since his rebirth, Yu Beizhou has always looked a little wrong.

In the last life, Yu Beizhou was violent and unbridled, and even he was crazy, and he made no secret of his madness. In this life, all those leaked emotions have been restrained, but the composure has become more and more obscure. It didn't decrease, on the contrary, it was more dangerous and terrifying, and the cold hair stood upright.

But no matter what, Zongluo couldn't treat Yu Beizhou like he did before.

At first it was hostile and disgusting, and later it became impatient, and now it is actually helpless to take this person. Perhaps because of the last time we met in the dark room, there were some inexplicable and complicated emotions mixed in.

Zongluo wanted to ask Yu Beizhou to pay so much, but he really just wanted to kill him, but he never thought that this man would not admit that he had paid, as if he would die if he bowed his head in front of his old enemy.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" There was a hint of grievance in the voice behind him: "Senior brother is clearly here for me, why do you have to wander halfway."

I'm thinking, you were born to kill me.

Zong Luo thought in his heart, and bluntly changed the subject: "You said last time that you wanted to find out what happened in your last life, so I came to you today, so here I am."

Since Yu Beizhou didn't say anything, Zongluo didn't ask much, he already knew it, so he should save some face for his nemesis.

"Yes."

Yu Beizhou said sweetly: "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Without the slightest warning, Sen Leng's killing intent came from behind.

As if the tacit understanding has been practiced thousands of times, the tip of Qixing Longyuan's sword touched the palm of his hand and dived towards the opponent.

When he was about to meet Zongluo, Yu Beizhou abruptly accepted the move and suffered the sword.

"That's it, brother. That's it."

The flames suddenly rose up in the dim room, and the fire broke a circular arc, illuminating everything.

Yu Beizhou's cheeks still glowed with a strange tide//red, and the end of his eyes was so deep that it seemed like dripping blood, and there seemed to be firelight jumping in those bottomless pupils, and just one glance was enough to seduce the soul.

During the staggering, Zong Luo caught a glimpse of this scene, and the hand holding the sword was a little unstable.

It wasn't a fight at all, it was a one-sided beating.

Yu Beizhou didn't fight back, but every time he used the strongest killing intent to force Zongluo to take action, and then retracted or barely brushed past him, enjoying the sweet feeling of the other party leaving bloodstains on his body.

At the same time, it was Yu Beizhou's increasingly tall clothes, bulging.

Occasionally brushed past, can feel the hard touch.

Something is still fermenting in the narrow dark room, as if a few infectious toxins are passed from one person to another, encouraging, exciting, joyful... as if the most intense/sexual spring in the world /// Medicine, step by step.

It can't go on like this.

Fights like this are pointless.

Zong Luo gasped and stopped, and turned sideways as if to cover up: "What happened in your last life...what happened?"

After speaking, he realized how hoarse his voice was.

Yu Beizhou was half-kneeling on the ground, his long black hair was waving on the cold stone ground, which was extremely visually striking, as deceiving as a snake.

Covered by the darkness, his eyes licked Zong Luo's body like a poisonous snake, and finally stopped at an extremely ambiguous interval.

The next second, Yu Beizhou suddenly stepped forward and ripped the man to the ground.

Huozhe Zhe rolled on the ground twice, and finally went out.

The dark room returns to darkness.

Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other.

In the absence of any gaps, what has changed in the other's body, both of them know clearly.

Poor cover-ups don't work anymore.

The truth is that it's out of control here, far more than just one person.

Because of this, Yu Beizhou's chest kept heaving and he laughed happily.

He leaned closer to Zong Luo's cheek, his eyes darkened with desire: "Since the senior brother has feelings, why not let the junior brother... solve the problems for the senior brother, and take good care of him?"