How did he die?

After asking such a question, Jun Mo couldn't help but ask himself gently.

The pain from the soul, as the problem came, seemed to be reliving it. In just a moment, he trembled all over his body, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of cold water, so he was so proud.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

How could a hundred years of flame calcination be expressed in just a few words?

At that time, his body had been destroyed, leaving only a broken soul.

The broken soul was so tenacious, so tenacious that he hated him, making him want to die again and again, but again and again found that he could not die at all. Not only could he not die, his soul was still burning day and night, becoming more tenacious and tenacious, and then "enjoy" the more tragic calcined.

He didn't even know what he was living for, and he didn't even dare to forget any of his hatred. He thought about the pain over and over again, the corpses of the Jun family were everywhere, the scars were all over his body, the betrayal of his past, and the torture again and again...

He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on any longer if he had no hatred.

He was afraid that he would completely become a madman if he didn't even hate him.

However, what he was more afraid of was actually because he knew that even the madman could no longer save him, so what could he do except hate and hurt?

"...I can only tell myself that at least I will have the chance to go out and find Xuanyuan Che and Lin Qingqing to take revenge, find out the murderers who killed the Jun family. I will cut off their flesh piece by piece, cut them down, and pick their bones one by one..."

Jun Mo murmured softly, talking about the betrayal of those years, and saying that he was finally plotted by Xuanyuan Che and pushed down the abyss of flames by Lin Qingqing himself. The expression on his face was sometimes gentle and sometimes hideous.

That's right, he is resentful. His entire life and rebirth are originally accumulated from resentment and plasma.

Those quagmire that he did not let himself fall into, those abyss that he tried hard to climb out, and thought he had climbed out, had never been far away from for a moment.

It is not that I don’t want to escape from the suffering of hatred, but that I cannot, because the century-long burn has completely melted the hatred, killing, ugly, fierce... together and accumulated again into the body today.

In a century, there is nothing but himself and pain.

The brighter he smiled, the more he didn't see everything. The more he pretended to live like a normal person, the more he meant that he was an abyss and the essence of the source of sin.

His bones and blood are full of sins, so how can we talk about clearing the sins?

"Master, am I... disgusting... is it... unsuccessful..." Jun Mo asked softly, raising his head slightly rubbing against Lin Xiao's palm, feeling helpless, and then relaxed everything: "If it weren't for Master, I think I would really... become a person like Li Chunfeng, maybe..."

Playing with people's hearts and playing with people's lives... Isn't that the case with everything like grass and seeing everything as an ant?

A person who regards pain as a daily routine and a person who regards hatred as a pillar of faith can live like this now, which is actually a slight and quarrel, right?

Lin Xiao's mind was empty, and the only bottom line in his heart was just a light release and drifted away with the wind, not knowing where he was flying.

The situation was far worse than he thought. He originally thought that the pervert who had not been out for a long time was the inner demon. Now it seems that the one who smiled gently in front of him and had a look of pain in his eyes was the inner demon.

Therefore, that pervert is the real deity, and the one in front of me is just because of various reasons that the deity subconsciously and willingly put on without knowing it, and is satisfied with a piece of skin.

Oh.

He really stood in a very dangerous position, but he didn't want to leave at all.

"Master," Jun Mo hugged him gently and kissed the corner of his eyes gently, with a timeless and clean voice: "But even though I know that I am so dirty, I still don't want to give up on Master and don't want to give Master to anyone. Master always spoiled me. This time, I'll swear to me, okay?"

He said softly: "I am willing to change everything except for letting go of Master."

Lin Xiao grabbed his shoulders and pushed him a little away so that he could clearly see the expression on his face. Looking at the man's ink-colored eyes, the extremely domineering and desire for destruction hidden deep in his devil, he finally confirmed that this strange and gentle inner demon was born because of himself.

As he said, if he had not appeared, this person should be the king of hatred and the king of the underworld who plays with people's hearts, because he is more clear than anyone else's ugliness and weaknesses in human nature, because he sees it more and more thoroughly than anyone else.

However, he met himself.

This person is a person who can remember his life just because of Lin Qingqing's gentle and soft protection, let alone him who he is protecting himself?

From the moment I made up my mind to protect this thing, I had actually dug a hole and got into his heart.

Since he was the one who provoked him first, how could he bear it, let him down, and let him endure loneliness again?

So, even though he knew it was a blood pit, he decided to jump.

Even though he knew that this pit would be easily ended up being at his fingertips and thrown away, he still couldn't bear to let the person in front of him be wronged.

There really is that day...

Haha, let's have fun and die together.

He has always been good at this, isn't he?

"What are you thinking about by Master?" Jun Mo's voice became a little more calm.

What a stupid thing that is so stupid that he is exposed.

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled, reached out to hold the back of his head, and a violent kiss tangled fiercely, but when he was about to respond, he pushed it away again, stared at him coldly, and said word by word: "I'm thinking, your vest is good, so I'll put it on. If one day, I will really become a toy in your eyes, then I will dig out these beautiful tricks and feed you personally!"

The extremely cruel words are as dangerous as poppy, but they are fatal temptation.

A greedy ink flashed in Jun Mo's eyes, and he licked his lips. A tiger pounced on him, entangled, passionate, and unconcealed kisses, which were mixed between his lips and tongue like storms.

He felt that he seemed to understand what his master said.

"Can you..." The violent feeling was unstoppable. Jun Mo hugged the person in his arms tightly, and his rapid breathing sounded as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

His hands kept loving the seductive waist, and quickly found a certain position through his lips, licked and kissed him up, triggering a series of muffled moans.

"Master, can I? Can I?!"

He asked hurriedly, his emotional eyes were covered with a thin layer of fog, and his heart, which was floating around, seemed to have to do something to completely confirm the answer he just got.

Yes, if he wants to get this person completely, he must get this person completely, otherwise he will feel that his life is worse than death!

After a brief silence, Lin Xiao suddenly chuckled: "Come on me?"

A shiny light suddenly burst out from Jun Mo's eyes, and he gasped without hesitation: "Give it!"

He shouted softly, and the gentle and domineering expressions on his face were intertwined, and the softness and ruthlessness merged. He suddenly shook his clothes on his body, looked down at the body that was also shook away sincerely, and leaned over and kissed them obsessively...
Chapter completed!