Chu Wanning didn't have time to think and reached out to support him.
In the warm spring water, the two people's skin was pressed against each other. Mo Ran immediately felt a spark of electricity shoot up his tailbone, causing goosebumps to rise all over his body.
Even though he had hugged a nearly naked Chu Wanning at the Red Lotus Pavilion, the situation at that time was critical and he didn't have the time to think about it, so he didn't have much of an impression of it.
But at this time, one hand was pressed against Chu Wanning's chest, the other hand was still subconsciously supporting Shizun's waist. Under the water, their legs were rubbing together, and the other's skin was even more smooth and warm in the spring water. Mo Ran's head exploded with a boom.
Towards Chu Wanning, he …..
Just touching the other's waist like this, without doing anything else, was …..
The reaction was intense, like a surging river.
"Mas, Shizun, I — —"
He struggled to stand up straight, his already burning lower body bumping into the other in this hurried struggle.
Chu Wanning's eyes suddenly widened, shock flashing across his handsome face. He immediately retreated, but at the same time, the water droplets hanging above his eyelashes just now dripped into his eyes. Chu Wanning was provoked and hurriedly closed his eyes to rub them, but he didn't have a towel to wipe with.
"Shizun, use mine."
Mo Ran was so embarrassed that he wanted to die. His face and ears were red, but he still wanted to cover it up and pretend that nothing was wrong. He took his own towel and helped Chu Wanning wipe the water droplets on his face.
When Chu Wanning opened his phoenix eyes, there was confusion and astonishment in them, and a faint trace of panic.
But these were all fleeting. He quickly tried to calm himself down, pretending that he didn't feel anything, and said in a hoarse voice, "Incense, give it to me."
"Oh … .oh, okay."
Mo Ran walked to the side of the pool like a cooked crab and picked up the incense box on the shore.
"Shizun, what kind of scent do you want?"
"Anything."
Mo Ran was dizzy, and stared blankly at the box for a long time, then sincerely turned his head, "There is no such thing as anything."
Chu Wanning: "…"
He paused for a moment before sighing. "Plum blossom, begonia."
"Alright."
Mo Ran picked up two incense sticks and handed them to Chu Wanning.
When their fingertips touched, there was another rustle.
No matter how unwilling he was, he still couldn't get rid of those memories.
If it was in the past, he would have long been entangled with him by the pool. He even imagined the scene of Chu Wanning half-kneeling on the ground, enduring his own burning passion. His master's eyes were half closed and she couldn't stop trembling, yet she was still f * cked to climax by him …
Mo Ran couldn't take it anymore. That kind of instinctive male desire made his eyes turn red.
He didn't dare to look at Chu Wanning again. He felt that even if he looked at Shi Mei now, it would be safer than looking at Chu Wanning.
How … could this be …
How could this be?
After hurriedly washing up, Mo Ran vaguely said that he was sleepy and went back to sleep while the other three were still soaking.
He went back to his room and locked the door.
Mo Ran couldn't take it anymore. He relieved his own desires. He didn't want to imagine Chu Wanning at this time. He'd rather imagine Shi Mei in front of a beautiful woman.
This would also make his conflicted heart feel better.
But his body and thoughts were out of his control. All that flashed in front of his eyes were the scenes of him and Chu Wanning making love. Those bone-deep passion seemed to have been opened tonight. They crazily rushed back to his brain, accompanied by waves of tremors of destruction.
He treated himself roughly, just like when he was entangled with that man. When he was on the verge of destruction, he raised his neck and panted unwillingly.
His throat unconsciously spat out a name.
"Wanning …"
After saying these two words, he let out a muffled groan and trembled slightly. He released all of his power without holding back, and his palms became moist …
After venting, Mo Ran pressed his forehead against the cold wall.
His eyes were full of confusion.
Shame, guilt, disgust, excitement.
He didn't expect that after his rebirth, he would have such a strong reaction to Chu Wanning.
He suddenly felt disgusted with himself.
Although he didn't get Shi Mei in his previous life, he spent all his energy on women.
But that kind of promiscuity was actually nothing to him.
After the candlelight was extinguished, it was just like any other person.
Even Rong Jiu, who was slightly moved, was just because he looked similar to Shi Mei.
But his feelings for Chu Wanning were completely different.
He could clearly feel that it was just an imagination, not a real fusion. He could feel the strong pleasure that he couldn't feel from those little girls. It was not physical. And …
He didn't want to think about it.
He loved Shi Mei. It was in the past, and it will be in the future. It will never change.
After repeating this to himself several times, Mo Ran slowly calmed his breathing. He frowned and closed his eyes.
He was anxious and annoyed, but more than that, he felt sad and wronged.
He didn't want to be like this.
When the desire came, he couldn't help but think about Chu Wanning.
After the desire retreated, he didn't want to think about anything related to Chu Wanning. Even if it was a strand of hair, a look in his eyes.
He was almost paranoid that the one he liked, the one he loved deeply.
It was Shi Mei …
Grandmaster Chu's mind was also in a mess.
After all, he directly and deeply felt Mo Ran's desire. The young man's body was very well developed, and was very shocking. When he was excited, it was hot like iron waiting to be fired.
Although Chu Wanning quickly recovered his calmness and didn't mention it, that feeling made his scalp numb and he couldn't believe it.
What made it even more difficult for him to say was that he also had a reaction at that time.
Fortunately, he was shy. Even if he was in the hot spring, he was used to wearing a bathrobe. His whole body was well covered and no one saw it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have anywhere to put his face.
But why would Mo Ran …
At night, he lay on the bed and thought for a long time. He didn't dare to think — — maybe Mo Ran also liked him.
This idea was too crazy and too shameful.
He only thought carefully, "Maybe Mo Ran also likes — —"
Before the word "himself" could appear in his mind, Chu Wanning fiercely pinched himself.
His pair of phoenix eyes were bright and clear, but they flashed and hid.
He didn't even dare to complete this sentence.
After all, he was fierce and liked to beat people. His mouth was poisonous and his temper was bad. He didn't look like Shi Mei, and he wasn't young. Even if Mo Ran liked men, he wouldn't be so blind to like him.
He was so arrogant.
In fact, because he had been ignored and feared by others for too long in his heart, he had gradually felt inferior to the dust in this long and lonely journey.
The next day, he woke up.
Mo Ran and Chu Wanning met in the corridor of the inn. Both of them had their own thoughts. They looked at each other but didn't speak first.
In the end, Mo Ran pretended that nothing had happened. He smiled at Chu Wanning and said, "Master."
Chu Wanning sighed in relief. He didn't know how to respond. Seeing that Mo Ran chose not to mention yesterday's matter, he just followed suit and nodded indifferently as usual.
"Since you're awake, go and wake up Shi Mei. We'll make some preparations then we can go to Sunrise Peak."
Sunrise Peak was covered in snow all year round, so it was very cold. Even cultivators with strong physiques would find it hard to resist this kind of cold.
Chu Wanning went to the tailor shop to buy cloaks and gloves for his disciples to wear when it was cold.
The Lady Boss, who was smoking a water pipe, opened her big red mouth to attract people. She said to Mo Ran, "Little Immortal Master looks valiant and formidable. Look at the black background and the golden dragon under the banner of Fengshui. This Shu embroidery is the best. Just the dragon's eyes alone were so delicate that it took me more than three months to finish."
Mo Ran smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sister, you're so sweet. Unfortunately, I'm going up the mountain to ask for a sword. There's no need to dress so formally."
Seeing that this didn't work, the Lady Boss pulled Shi Mei and said, "Oh, this Immortal Master is so beautiful. You're even prettier than the prettiest girl in Dai City.
Immortal Master, if you ask me, this red cloak with butterflies and peonies suits you best. Why don't you try it? "
Shi Mei smiled bitterly and said, "Lady Boss, that's for girls."
Xue Meng didn't like to shop and look at clothes, so he didn't want to come over. He just stood there and waited.
Chu Wanning chose a black cloak with purple edges for him. There was a circle of white rabbit fur around the eaves of the cloak.
The Lady Boss said, "Immortal Master, this cloak is a little too small for you. It's more suitable for a young man's figure."
Chu Wanning said lightly, "I bought it for my disciple."
"Oh, oh, oh." The Lady Boss suddenly understood. She smiled and said, "You're such a good master."
Perhaps it was the first time in his life that he was called a "good master". Chu Wanning's body stiffened. Although his face didn't move, when he walked, his hands and feet trembled a few times.
In the end, Mo Ran chose a greenish-grey cloak. Shi Mei chose a moon-white cloak. Chu Wanning chose a plain white cloak and a black one with purple edges. After paying the bill, he went to meet with Xue Meng.
When Xue Meng saw his cloak, his eyes widened.
Chu Wanning was confused. "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing."
However, when Chu Wanning turned and walked away, Xue Meng thought that he couldn't hear him. He looked at the edge of the cloak with some disdain and muttered in a low voice, "Purple?
I don't like purple. "
But unexpectedly, Chu Wanning's cold voice sounded, "You're so long-winded. If you don't wear it, then go up naked."
Xue Meng: "…"
Taking a leisurely pace, the four of them finally arrived at the foot of Rising Sun Peak before the sky gradually darkened.
Xu Ying Peak was full of spiritual power and had many spiritual beasts and strange birds. Even if it was a Taoist priest, he would not dare to rashly climb the mountain.
However, with Chu Wanning here, there was no need to worry about this. Chu Wanning condensed three begonia flowers out of thin air. They had the effect of expelling spiritual energy and exorcising evil spirits. He put them on the waists of his three disciples. Then he said, "Let's go."
Mo Ran raised his head and looked at the towering mountain range that was hidden in the darkness of the night. It was like an ancient giant beast lying still. Suddenly, a myriad of emotions welled up in his heart.
That year, at Rising Sun Peak, he announced to the world, the sun, the moon, demons, ghosts, gods, and devils that he, Mo Ran, was no longer satisfied with being the Emperor Ta of the Cultivation World. He wanted to proclaim himself the Master of the Human World.
It was also that year at Rising Sun Peak that he married a wife and a concubine at the same time.
He still remembered the face of that wife, Song Qiutong. She was a peerless beauty in the Cultivation World. From a certain angle, her facial features looked very much like Shi Mei's.
He was not a person who cared about etiquette and honor, so he did not follow the cumbersome rules of the Three Matchmakers and Six Matchmakers. At that time, he held Song Qiutong's slender white hand and pulled the woman with the red handkerchief covering her hand up the stairs. They walked for more than two hours up the ten thousand stairs.
Later on, Song Qiutong's legs hurt and she could not walk anymore.
Mo Ran also had a bad temper. He lifted her veil and was about to yell at her.
However, under the hazy moonlight, Song Qiutong's pair of delicate eyes, which were full of grievance and forbearance, looked very much like the old friend who had turned into a pile of bones in the nine springs.
The words of loathing were frozen on the edge of her mouth. She trembled a little, but in the end, the words that came out were:
"Shi Mei, let me carry you."
According to seniority, if they were from the same school, then Song Qiutong was indeed his Shimei. Therefore, she was only slightly startled by this title. She thought that since Mo Ran wiped out the Confucian Wind School, he naturally considered the Confucian Wind School to be the pinnacle of life and death, so calling her Shimei was not out of the question. Therefore, she smiled and said, "Alright."
On the last several thousand stairs, the Emperor Ta, the Master of the Human Realm, the Ruler of the Dark World, steadily carried the beautiful bride in red on his back and walked to the top of the mountain.
He lowered his head and looked at the mottled shadows on the ground. They were in a strange posture, overlapping each other.
He laughed, but his voice was hoarse. "Shi Mei, from now on I am the Master of the Human Realm. From now on, nobody can hurt you."
The woman crouching on his back did not know what to say. After hesitating for a while, she softly said, "Hmm."
Her voice was very soft. Perhaps it was because it was too soft that the woman's voice was not so clear. It sounded somewhat indistinct.
Mo Ran's eyes reddened in a place where no one could see. He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry to have made you wait for this day for too long."
Song Qiutong also thought that Mo Ran had liked her for a long time, so she gently said, "Husband …"
This woman's voice was clear and crisp, like a delicate orchid falling on dew. It was very pleasant to hear.
But Mo Ran's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"… Nothing."
He continued to walk forward, but Mo Ran's voice was no longer hoarse. The weak trembling also disappeared.
After a pause, he said, "In the future, just call me Mo Ran."
Song Qiutong was quite surprised. She did not dare to call the Emperor Ta that, so she hesitantly said, "Husband, this … I'm afraid …"
Mo Ran's tone suddenly became fierce, "If you don't listen, I'll throw you down from the top of the mountain!"
"A, Mo Ran!" Song Qiutong quickly changed her words, "Mo Ran, I was wrong."
Mo Ran did not say anything else.
He lowered his head, did not say anything, and continued to walk forward.
The shadow on the ground was still a shadow.
Later on, when he saw it clearly, he realized that it was really just a shadow.
The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, was all fake.
What he had, in the end, was only worthy of an illusion.
In the end, it was all fake.
"Shi Mei."
"Yes?" The people walking beside Mo Ran heard him and turned their heads.
Thousands of leaves, thousands of sounds, and the grass and trees rustled. The moonlight shone on his beautiful face, "Mo Ran, what's wrong?"
"Are you … tired from walking?"
Mo Ran glanced at Chu Wanning and Xue Meng who were walking in front of him and whispered, "If you're tired, I'll carry you on my back."
Before Shi Mei could say anything, Chu Wanning turned around.
He glanced coldly at Mo Ran. "Is Shi Mingjing's leg broken? Does she need you to show off?"
Shi Mei hurriedly said, "Shizun, Mo Ran was just joking. Please don't be angry."
Chu Wanning lowered his eyebrows. His eyebrows were sharp, and there was a faint flame in his eyes. "Ridiculous, what do I have to be angry about?"
With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Mo Ran: "…"
Shi Mei: "…"
"Master isn't happy …"
"It's not like you don't know him."
Mo Ran whispered in Shi Mei's ear. "His heart is narrower than the tip of a needle. He's cold-blooded and heartless, but he doesn't allow others to be kind to him."
With that, he wrinkled his nose, lowered his voice, and concluded, "He's very annoying."
In front of them, Chu Wanning suddenly said sternly, "Mo Weiyu, if you say one more word, I'll throw you off the mountain!"
Mo Ran seemed to be tactful enough to keep his mouth shut. But he secretly glanced at Shi Mei with a grin and mouthed, "What are you waiting for?