[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 269 [English]

Chapter 269 [Tianyin Pavilion] Jun Moxiangli

In a state of confusion and confusion, the Immortal Stepping Master pulled off the girdle of the person beneath him, and his robes were scattered, revealing bruises and bruises underneath.He moved for a moment, as if he remembered something, his eyes were dark and hot at the same time, like two wisps of fire pressing in the ashes.

After a while, Ta Xianjun closed his eyes and sighed: “That’s it…” He also knew that if he did it again at this time, Chu Wanning would be separated from his flesh and blood.

“I’ll just… spare you for today…”

In this secluded silence, he finally let go of the person in his arms and did not do anything too extreme.But he still lowered his head, his Adam’s apple twitching, and kissed his lover’s eyebrows, all the way down… and finally landed on the neck, and took a gentle bite with his white teeth.Then he straightened up and picked up the man who was pressed by the table.

The porridge is simmering and bubbling out.

Ta Xianjun clumsily arranged the clothes for Chu Wanning, coughed lightly, and his voice was still low and still warm: “The porridge is ready, go and fill a bowl.”

Although Chu Wanning was confused by he, he was moody on weekdays, not to mention that he thought it was a dream, so he didn’t delve too deeply into it.Besides, eating well is much more comfortable than pursuing absurd pleasures, so he opened the lid of the beech pot without saying any more words.

“More generous portions.”

“…hold you to death?”

Ta Xianjun smiled half-heartedly: “Try it.”

He said and sat down at the table.

Although he wanted to go over and see how Chu Wanning’s pot of porridge was cooked, the emperor still had to stand up, so he sat upright at the table like a dog, with a nonchalant expression.

However, when the porridge was actually served, Ta Xianjun couldn’t be careless anymore——

The porridge was overcooked, with too much water added, and the taste was not salty or light enough. Even before he touched the spoon, he knew it was a familiar taste that he had never tasted again.

“Eat.”

“…”

Ta Xianjun was fascinated by the small bowl in front of him for a long time. The spoon stirred in it, but he did not put the porridge into his mouth.

Allen Chu glanced at he: “If you don’t eat, you will be cold.”

“…Oh.”

He scooped up the porridge, brought it to his lips, and then put it down hesitantly.

Chu Wanning finally realized that he was strange and asked: “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” Ta Xianjun smiled, still evil and contemptuous, “It’s really poorly cooked, so I won’t drink it.”

“…”

“It’s too stuffy here. Please go out and get some fresh air.”

After he finished speaking, he pushed the untouched porridge bowl away, got up and walked towards the door.When he was approaching the door, Allen Chu’s voice sounded behind him.

“If you don’t drink.” Chu Wanning’s voice is very calm, the calmness tempered by being humiliated many times by he, “I will pour the whole pot.”

Anyway, the things he made for him will most likely be wasted.

It’s been like this since the first Chaoshou was knocked to the ground.

Ta Xianjun suddenly turned around: “Leave it alone!… I mean…” He coughed to cover up his gaffe, “Leave it alone for now.”

“What are you doing?”

“…You don’t have to worry about it.”

He opened the door curtain and went out. When he got under the eaves, he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

He is actually a corpse. No matter how he looks like a living person, he is still different from a living person – he can no longer eat.

He committed suicide in Wushan Palace, and was made into a living dead by the Cold Scale Saint Hand for use.The Cold Scale Saint came to this world through the cracks in time and space, while he was left in the dilapidated old world of mortals to do things according to orders, just like this, for nearly ten years.

In these ten years of walking dead, he has never eaten anything again.But he is not a glutton at all, so he never feels any regrets about it.

It wasn’t until today, sitting in front of that bowl of egg drop lean meat porridge with poor taste and flavor, that he suddenly felt lost——

Why he is no longer alive.

He has waited for so many years, and finally waited for so many days to get a Chu nightning that completely belongs to him.

But he couldn’t even drink a bowl of porridge made by that man himself.

What does the porridge cooked by Chu Wanning taste like?

He just stood under the tiles with his eyes closed and reminiscing. After a long time, he suddenly raised his arms and covered his eyelashes. No one could see clearly the expression on his face at this time. What was exposed was only his pursed pale lips and his narrow chin.

Later he put down his arms and opened his eyes, the ends of his eyes were slightly red.

He has a bad memory and is not very smart.If the tip of the tongue can still feel a little bit of sour, sweet, bitter and salty, he may be able to regain his memories.But his bones and blood are cold, and his lips and teeth are tasteless.So even though the bowl of porridge was right in front of him, he couldn’t remember what it tasted like.

he will never know again.

Late at night, he went to see Shi Mei.

Beside the cold pool in front of the Heavenly Palace, the handsome man’s bare, crystal-clear feet were playing with the cool spring, stirring up star-like water.

Seeing He coming, the teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he knew the purpose of He’s coming, and looked sarcastically: “In such a beautiful time, I didn’t expect that His Majesty the Emperor would not be accompanying Master Chu in the secret room, but he would come to me in leisurely time.”

Ta Xianjun didn’t want to go around the bush and asked directly: “Is there any way you can make me the same as before?”

“…” Shi Mo glanced at he back and forth, “Although you are a living dead, the bed should not be affected.”

“I didn’t tell you that.”

“Oh? Which one are you talking about?”

“…Eat.” Taxianjun said coldly, “I want to eat.”

Shi Mo’s eyes were dark, and he asked thoughtfully: “Does the emperor want to eat that bowl of Long Chao Shou?”

“Except for my senior brother, no one in the world can do it well.”

The teacher smiled and said, “It’s rare that you can think of he today.”

Ta Xianjun’s memory of Shi Mei is messy and unstable. Sometimes he can recall it, and sometimes he has no impression. But in short, most of the time he has no impression. So when he mentioned the word “Brother Shi” today, Shi Mei couldn’t help but feel a little strange.

he asked: “Hey, you hang out with Chu Wanning in Jiaoshan all day long, why don’t you miss your senior brother Mingjing?”

“…”

The so-called strangers don’t know each other, that’s probably the case.

After a while, Lord Taxian said: “As you said, my body is too yin-qi. Before I get a new spiritual core and be completely reborn, I shouldn’t go to see my senior brother. He is a water attribute, and I will hurt him.”

The teacher didn’t feel shy about lying at all: “That’s true.”

“So you asked Long Chao Shou what he was doing.” Ta Xianjun looked at him coldly, “Which pot should I not open?”

The teacher smiled and said, “I’m just curious about what other food in this world, apart from Long Chao Shou, would make the Emperor Taxian, who has tasted all the delicacies, never forget it.”

“…”

“What, don’t you want to say it?”

“…”

“Then let me guess, it was Grandmaster Chu who cooked for you, right?”

Seeing Emperor Taxian’s expression change slightly and his lips pursed slightly, Shi Mo smiled and said: “I heard that Grandmaster Chu, who is at the top of life and death, is an expert at cooking, and is best at cooking coke. You are really interesting. You can even swallow this.”

Ta Xianjun’s face became darker and darker: “Just tell me if there is any way, and there is no need to be verbose.”

“There must be a way, and I’ve told you about it a long time ago.”

Ta Xianjun frowned: “What is it?”

“The old method.” Shi Mo said softly, “Get Master Mo’s spiritual core as soon as possible and exchange his spiritual core for you, and you will be exactly the same as before.”

An orange flower floated along the water. Shi Moi’s toes swept a little, and the white and fragrant flower was caught in the gap between the toes. Although Fang Fei was white, it was not as clear and delicate as Shi Mo’s skin.

The teacher smiled and looked at the flower that was trapped on the toes of he and could no longer float, and said: “The two of us work together. The day earlier we get the spirit core, the day earlier I will get your full power, and the day earlier you can eat what you want.”

After a pause, he raised his eyelashes as soft as feathers: “See the person I miss so much.”

“…”

“So please cooperate with me more, Your Majesty.”

“Before, you asked me to go kill people on Guyueye. Later, you asked me to summon Zhenlong’s army to attack the Peak of Life and Death. I have done all of this. How do you want me to cooperate with you? You might as well say it all once.”

The teacher touched his palm and smiled and said: “Okay, it’s really fun. Actually, there aren’t many things for you to do next, only the last thing is left.”

“You said.”

“Come with me to Tianyin Pavilion. Our game of chess has come to an end. Let’s close the net.”

When he said this, Taxianjun noticed a dove with golden tail feathers sitting behind Shi Mei, which was the spiritual bird sent by Tianyin Pavilion.

“Did Tianyin Pavilion give you news?”

“Yes.” Shi Mo stretched out two slender fingers and held a thin piece of paper between them, “It’s all good news. Everything is going according to our plan. It’s not pleasant to be a good person. Grandmaster Mo devoted all his spiritual core to protect the peace of the real world, but no one can take advantage of him.”

He smiled, twisted his fingers, and used a spell to instantly fold the letter into a paper butterfly and throw it to Ta Xianjun.

“See for yourself.”

“You don’t have to read it.” Ta Xianjun took the paper butterfly, but did not unfold it. He looked at Shi Mo with a pair of black eyes, “Just tell me when to do it.”

“The trial will take place in three days. The execution will take place in another three days.”

“Six days?”

Shi Mo stroked the wings of the golden-tailed homing pigeon with a very gentle expression, but suddenly a colorful triangular snake sprang out from his sleeve, biting the pigeon’s neck like lightning, and swallowed the supple bird into his belly in an instant.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning, and there was no fluctuation on Shi Mo’s face, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

He smiled, brushed away a stray feather, raised his head and said, “That’s right, so let’s stay in Jiaoshan for another three days, and then go to Tianyin Pavilion to wait.”

The feather fell into the pool, and the ripples spread gently, shattering the reflections of the two men on the shore.

“His spiritual core will give you invincible power. In this way, everything you want will soon be available.”

After this conversation, Taxianjun returned to Jiaoshan’s secret room with a heavy heart.

Chu Wanning was in low spirits. He seemed to be reading a book at first, but at this moment he fell asleep on the table. A pair of white sleeves fluttered like the first snowfall.

He stood next to him for a while and looked at him. In fact, he was just a man, a lone lamp and a blue book. He had experienced the prosperity of the world, read flowers and flowers, and had never seen any beautiful scenery.

Chu Wanning is nothing.

Nothing to see.

He was thinking so depressedly, but his Adam’s apple was twitching. He couldn’t help but leaned over and hugged the man, burying his cheek into the man’s neck and sniffing and rubbing.

“…” Chu nightning was awakened by he and opened his eyes.Feng’s eyes were confused and gentle at first, and then he remembered the cruelty of the Immortal Emperor in front of him, and his eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp.

All these changes fell into the eyes of Ta Xianjun.The annoyance and unwillingness in his heart grew more and more like weeds. Finally, he couldn’t bear it and picked up Chu Wanning.

“Why are you so crazy – ugh!”

With a muffled groan, the person was pushed against the wall.

Ta Xianjun kissed him passionately and desperately, from his neck to his lips, from his lips to his chin. While he was breathing deeply, he asked: “Do you like me?”

“…”

“Chu Wanning, do you like me?”

“What are you doing? Why suddenly…”

But Ta Xianjun doesn’t seem to want to know he’s answer. He just wants to ask this question. As for the answer, it has nothing to do with he.

Or maybe it’s because no matter what the answer is, there is no way back, and there is no turning back, so nothing will help.

“If I were not the Immortal Emperor, and I became a grandmaster like you, would you be willing to be with me? Would you be willing to treat me better?”

He bit the side of Chu Wanning’s neck with the last bite, occupying it like a blood sucker.

It seemed that this was the only way to prove that the person in his arms belonged to him, and not to Mo Weiyu, who was completely different from himself.

But the moment he lowered his eyelashes, his voice became hoarse.

“Do you ultimately like him like that more than me like this…”

“Mo Weiyu, what on earth are you talking about!”

Yes, Chu Wanning’s memory is confused at this time. He only has memories of his past life and no impressions of this life.Naturally, I won’t understand his nonsense.

It is probably only at this time that he belongs entirely to Emperor Taxian.

he suddenly felt sad.

I don’t know why, but there’s even a hint of pride and misery in his voice.

Ta Xianjun and his lover were entangled, and in the end, he asked softly: “If I took away his spiritual core… would you hate me even more?”

There is nothing more incomprehensible than being denied by yourself.

Ta Xianjun hugged the person in his arms.

“But you are my own person…”

“Don’t betray me.”

When muttering his selfish desires, he even felt miserable.

Probably if you have been alone for a long time, no matter how sharp the knife is, it will be blunted.

“Eight years. How long he has had you after his rebirth, how long I have been waiting alone in another mortal world.”

Lonely Wushan Palace, with no old friends.

“Don’t leave me a second time. …The first time, I could die. But if you leave a second time…I won’t even be able to choose death.” Taxianjun frowned, with gloom and madness, sadness and paranoia coexisting in his brows, “I won’t be able to stand it…”