The layout of the stone room was clear at a glance. Three sides were walls, one side was a fence with a red glow. There was only a simple stone bed covered with straw in the room.
He was lying on the stone bed, his hands and feet were bound by iron chains. When he moved, the shackles would jingle. What was worse was that he found that his spiritual energy seemed to be restricted by some kind of magic. He could not release it at all.
While he was filled with anxiety, he suddenly heard a "creak" sound. He turned his head and saw two Flood Dragon People enter.
"You!" Mo Ran immediately shouted angrily, "You bunch of lunatics!
What is going on?
What are you doing?
Where are my martial brothers?
They are at the Gou Chen Palace!
ā¦ Hey!
I am asking you a question! "
However, no matter how much Mo Ran yelled and cursed, the two Flood Dragons turned a deaf ear to him. The two of them, one in front and one behind, carried a piece of red fox fur hide. From the way it was rolled up, there seemed to be a person wrapped inside.
They expressionlessly placed the person wrapped in red fox fur on the stone bed.
Mo Ran said angrily, "You two little loaches ā ā"
"Why are you being so noisy."
One of the Flood Dragon People finally spoke. His voice was filled with contempt, "You are the essence of the Wood Spirit. We won't mistreat you."
The other Flood Dragon People sneered, "What do you mean we won't mistreat you? We're clearly benefiting you."
Mo Ran was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, "What do you want!
Why did you lock me up here?
What did you bring to this bed?! "
"What did we bring?" One of the Flood Dragon People asked.
"Naturally, it's someone you like." The other Flood Dragon People said.
Mo Ran's fingertips turned cold. He was extremely shocked, "ā¦ Shi Mei?"
The Flood Dragon People did not deny it. They sneered, "The night of spring is short. Since you have such a good affinity, I will let you have fun tonight.
After it is done, you will know why the High God made such arrangements. "
After saying that, they left.
The room was deathly silent.
Mo Ran's hands and feet were restrained. He could not move.
The passage of time became very blurry, and it was difficult for him to know how much time had passed. Even though he struggled with all his might, and his wrists and ankles were abraded, he was unable to break free from the clamp.
Panting slightly, Mo Ran turned his head to look at the fox fur coat that was wrapped around a living person. That fur coat was tightly wrapped around the person from head to toe. Only a strand of long black hair was exposed from the edge of the blanket. Looking at it, Mo Ran was both moved and flustered.
Even though he didn't know why that pervert from the North Star Palace made such an arrangement, if he could really have some fun with Shi Mei because of this ā¦
When he thought of this, he suddenly couldn't continue thinking about it.
It was as if any more evil thoughts would be a blasphemy to that beautiful person.
Mo Ran stared at the dome of the stone chamber. His breathing was heavy and stuffy, as if there was a heavy weight on his chest. It was something that he had longed for for so long, but now that he had the chance to do it, he felt awkward and uncomfortable all over.
Amidst these thoughts, the initial filthy excitement slowly faded, and he gradually calmed down.
The North Star Palace's scheme was more ominous than auspicious.
It would be fine if it was disadvantageous to him, but if it implicated Shi Mei for no reason, how could he bear it?
Furthermore, this was forced by others, and Shi Mei wasn't willing to do it.
Even though Mo Ran was a scumbag, he wanted to protect the person he liked. He didn't want to hurt her.
Therefore, no matter what evil method the North Star Palace used, when Shi Mei woke up, he would definitely not bully her.
After a long silence, he suddenly felt someone move slightly beside him. That person had finally woken up.
Mo Ran quickly turned his head to look, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master ā¦"
Before he could finish his sentence, he forcefully spun the words on the tip of his tongue and swallowed them back. After his Adam's apple moved violently, he spat out the second half of the word.
"Supreme?"
Master?!?
A moment ago, Immortal Mo, who had been determined and determined, only felt that many of his high vantage points had collapsed when he saw the face under the fox fur coat. The defense line that he had built up with great difficulty in his heart was instantly razed to the ground and turned into pieces, crackling and shattering cleanly.
Those words about protecting her, not bullying her, and not sullying her were all slaps that were louder than the one before.
Mo Ran's face turned green.
He was finally sure that the evil people living under the Jincheng Lake, led by the North Star Palace, were all a bunch of f * cking blind people!
He liked Chu Wanning?
Ptui!
Be it that fox or the Flood Dragon Person, he really didn't know how they knew that the person Mo Weiyu liked was Chu Wanning.
Could it be that they knew that he had slept with Chu Wanning before and still wanted to sleep with her?
That's ridiculous!
Does liking someone mean that you like to sleep with them?
Mo Xiao Xianjun roared righteously in his heart.
However, he couldn't say anything. He could only stare blankly at Chu Wanning as he slowly opened his almond-shaped eyes.
ā¦
'Damn it.'
He seemed to have heard a click, and something in his mind broke.
After a while, something burned out of the ruins in his heart. It emitted a stench, black ash, and a twisted heat.
'It's so hot.'
It was as if an evil dragon spitting flames suddenly swam through the silent night. It was as if surging magma and rolling flames suddenly erupted from a silent abyss.
The rationality and calmness that he had agreed upon turned into an indistinguishable charred shadow under this heaven-defying fire ā¦
He didn't expect it to be like this.
Chu Wanning's usually thin and sharp eyes were hazy with sleepiness. He looked lazy and absent-minded.
It was as if there was a rain in the bamboo forest. Thousands of leaves and thousands of sounds were wet.
He slowly sat up. From the expression on his face, he seemed to be controlled by something. The red fox fur coat slid down his shoulders. He wasn't wearing anything, so a large area of tight skin was exposed. The green and red on his back were full of traces of love.
'How ā¦ could this be ā¦'
Mo Ran felt that he was going crazy.
'Who did this?'
Who was it that did such a thing to his ā¦ his ā¦ his master?
'I am Chu Wanning ā¦'
Every inch of his bones was trembling, and his blood was roaring with hatred.
'That's Chu Wanning!'
'Who dared to touch my people!'
'It's my ā'
Mo Ran was so angry that he didn't even consider that Chu Wanning didn't belong to him in this life. He didn't belong to anyone.
In his eyes, he only saw Chu Wanning's firm and well-proportioned body and the unfamiliar bruises on that familiar body.
"Master!!"
Chu Wanning didn't seem to hear his hoarse and twisted shout. Instead, he lowered his eyelids. Like a puppet, he leaned over and caressed Mo Ran's face. They looked at each other for a moment, then he closed his eyes and moved closer. With his thin and watery lips, he sucked on Mo Ran's lips.
He was rarely kissed by Chu Wanning. With one touch, his surroundings withered. His eyes were full of crazy and dazzling colors. His heart beat wildly.
Perhaps Chu Wanning had caught a cold and her body was very cold, but the intensity of their kiss was not inferior in the slightest. Mo Ran was extremely painful and jealous because he had been humiliated by others, but in his jealousy and anger, he was seduced by this familiar man, which caused both pain and excitement.
After the kiss, Mo Ran breathed heavily. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chu Wanning's eyes were bright and his skin was slightly red. He looked like he was deeply in love. He couldn't help but want to hold his face.
However, he was shackled and couldn't move his hands and feet. Chu Wanning looked at the iron chain and didn't say anything. He knelt down and wanted to ride it.
Mo Ran's throat moved. He swallowed and looked at Chu Wanning. He saw that between Chu Wanning's long and slender legs, there was a sticky liquid that even men would understand flowing down slowly.
His eyes immediately turned crimson red, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. He tried to sit up, but was pulled back by the iron chains and fell heavily onto the bed.
"Who ā¦"
Mo Ran couldn't hold it in anymore. He shouted like a caged beast.
"Who did this to you!!!
I'll kill him!
I'll kill him!!! "
He didn't care if he was the Gou Chen Shanggong or the Heavenly King. He was the Emperor Ta!
Chu Wanning was the Emperor Ta's man!
Even if he was trapped in this body of his youth, he was still the Immortal Emperor of the Human Realm. Who dared to touch him? F * ck your Master! Who dared to touch his woman?
He was Mo Weiyu. He was the Emperor Ta's man!!!
"Mo Ran!"
Someone seemed to be calling him.
But his endless anger made him dizzy. He seemed to hear it but also didn't.
"Mo Ran!!"
ā¦ Kill them all.
Intolerable. What about ghosts?
Why did he lose his spiritual power? Why couldn't he summon ghosts? He was going crazy.
This was a great humiliation. This was a great humiliation. This was a great humiliation. This was a great humiliation.
Who dared to touch Chu Wanning?
In his previous life, when he was together with Chu Wanning, even if someone looked at Wanye Yuheng, he would gouge that person's eyes out and make him eat them!
At night, he would hug Chu Wanning and f * ck him until both of them were exhausted. But in this life ā¦
"Mo Weiyu!!!"
Who was calling him? Why was he being so persistent?
But this voice was so familiar.
He seemed to have heard it somewhere before ā¦
No.
He seemed to be able to hear it everywhere. The owner of this voice seemed to have accompanied him for countless years ā¦
"Mo Weiyu, wake up!
Are you crazy?
What are you doing?! "
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Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes.
He followed the direction of the voice and saw that outside the cell, there was a figure dressed in white. Her eyes were sharp, and her expression was anxious. Between her brows, swords were drawn, and she was ready to kill. Who else could it be but Chu Wanning?!
"Shizun!?" Mo Ran turned pale.
Then the person on his bed was ā¦
When he turned his head, the face that was so close to him almost scared him to death!
How was this Chu Wanning?
It was clearly a dead monster with a human body and a fox face!
Speaking of dead monster, this' dead 'was not just an exaggeration.
The one lying on top of him, the one he had just passionately kissed, was really a dead thing.
This fox demon's eyes were empty and its skin was pale. There was no sign of life.
When Mo Ran thought of how he had just kissed such a thing under the bewitchment of the illusion, he almost vomited. His expression was extremely bad. "What is going on!?"
Chu Wanning was outside the cell, holding a talisman between his fingers. When he saw that the dead fox demon was completely motionless, he knew that this talisman had been pulled out of the fox corpse by Chu Wanning in a moment of life and death.
He made a decision, and a large amount of black-red blood suddenly gushed out of the talisman. Following a series of miserable shrieks, the talisman instantly turned into bits of charred ash.
Chu Wanning opened his palm, and the charred ash slowly gathered in his hand, gradually condensing into a jet-black chess piece.
He stared at the chess piece, and his expression became very unpleasant.
"It is indeed a Zhenlong Chess Game ā¦" Chu Wanning muttered. He suddenly looked up and stared at Mo Ran. "When you were sick, what did Shi Mingjing cook for you the most?
Tell me! "
"Ah?
Ah ā¦ "Mo Ran had been shocked too many times in a short period of time. At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He said," Why, why are you asking this? "
Chu Wanning said sternly, "Tell me now!"
"ā¦ My hands."
Only then did Chu Wanning's expression soften slightly, but the space between his brows did not relax at all. He said, "Mo Ran, listen up. That Gouchen Upper Palace is fake. It's not the God of Weapons' true self.
This person is good at using virtual images, and he has mastered one of the Three Great Forbidden Techniques, the Zhenlong Chess Game.
Thus, I have to be careful. I am worried that you are also an illusion created by him. "
Mo Ran felt so wronged that he was about to cry. "If I were an illusion, why would I be locked up!?"
Chu Wanning said, "ā¦ I will save you now."
Mo Ran nodded repeatedly, and asked, "Oh right, Master, where are Shi Mei and Xue Meng?"
"Like you, they were drugged by the wine and locked up somewhere else." Seeing Mo Ran's expression, Chu Wanning said, "You don't have to worry. They are all fine now.
However, this place is very dangerous, so I ordered them to wait outside. Once you get out, you will be able to see them. "
As for the Zhenlong Chess Game, Chu Wanning did not explain further, and there was no need to.
It was one of the Three Great Forbidden Techniques, the strongest and most notorious in the cultivation world.
As the name suggested, the Zhenlong Chess Game referred to using others as chess pieces to set up the game for oneself.
The caster would not appear personally on the battlefield. Instead, he would stay in the dark and lay out the chessboard in front of him. He would control the bodies of the chess pieces, making the living, dead, walking, beasts, and birds of the world work for him.
The living beings who were affected by the Zhenlong Chess Game would be loyal to the caster until they died. If they were dead, they would fight until their bones were broken.
However, according to the caster's mana, the things that could be controlled would be different.
The easiest to control was a person or animal that had just died. Then, it was the kind that had been dead for a long time. After that, it was the living beasts and birds. When one cultivated it to the highest level, he would be able to control a living person.
In this world, there were very few people who could master the Zhenlong Chess Game to its peak. However, during the era when Mo Ran was called the Emperor, he had already mastered the Zhenlong Chess Game to the point of perfection.
Back then, in the battle of life and death with Chu Wanning, he laid out a hundred-foot long scroll, splashed ink as a chessboard, and scattered beans to form soldiers.
In that battle, hundreds of thousands of chess pieces were placed at the same time. As a result, sparrow feathers covered the sky, golden crows sank to the west, serpents broke through the water, and the sea churned.
Mo Ran summoned countless beasts and birds, and controlled an endless army of living people.
Such a scene would be difficult to see even in the Asura Hell.
The fox corpse before him was obviously controlled by the Zhenlong Chess Game. However, other than the Zhenlong Chess Game, there was another layer of magic ā the Camouflage Spell.
According to legend, after the ancestor of the Green Hill Fox Clan died, the fur he left behind was made into forty-nine pieces of fox skin magic treasures of different sizes.
As long as someone's blood was taken, dripped on the fox skin, and used the fur to cover anything, even if it was wrapped in a piece of rotten wood, it could become the object of that person's desire.
This fox corpse was wrapped in such a magic treasure. However, its changes could only be seen in the eyes of the owner of the blood. In the eyes of others, it was still the same. There would not be any changes.
It did not take much effort to rescue Mo Ran. After successfully getting him out, Chu Wanning explained the situation to him clearly.
Mo Ran's biggest confusion was, "Honored Master, how did you know that the Gou Chen Upper Palace was fake?"