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The closer I got to Luanyang's room, the more I could feel the cold energy flowing into my body, making my blood feel as if it was surging.

Resisting the urge to move, I went forward and opened the door. To us, Luoyang's door was a very magical thing. The longer it was, the more curious I felt.

It wasn't the first time I'd opened the door, but I was still excited, because these were the few things I did.

The moment I opened the door, I felt a chill down my spine. In that instant, I subconsciously closed the door.

The room was so dark that I couldn't see anything inside. I stood at the door and didn't go in directly. I waited for a while until my eyes started to get used to the environment before I slowly approached.

There were no lights in this room, so he could only rely on his own eyes to slowly see something.

Luanyang laid on the bed just like that, completely unguarded. However, as long as you approached, you would be able to feel a strange aura surrounding Luanyang, as if protecting him.

Initially, I was also afraid, but as time passed, I discovered that these auras didn't have any intention of rejecting me. Thus, I slowly stepped forward.

Luanyang closed his eyes, no matter how many times he looked at her, he still felt very calm, making people feel that he was not as cold as usual, but instead gentle.

Thinking about what Feng Ming said, if he wanted Luanyang to wake up a little faster, he should have fed him blood a little faster.

With this thought in mind, there was no way for me to hide anymore. I gripped the sharp weapon at my neck and cut my wrist. Blood fell out of my wrist. I hastily aimed at Luoyang's lips.

Her originally pale lips were painted with bright red, giving her an enchanting appearance.

"Hurry up and wake up. Although I like your current state more, it's only when you open your eyes that I feel like you're really alive. I beg you, wake up! "

As I spoke, I made a new cut. If it was in the past, I would definitely feel excruciating pain. However, now, I was able to remain calm.

Because of this pain, I should have gotten used to it long ago. It wouldn't have any effect on me at all.

The more I looked at Luoyang's face, the more sad I felt in my heart. Tears kept falling down, falling onto Luanyang's body and sliding across his pale skin.

What I didn't notice was that the fingers next to me moved, and by the time I came back to my senses, I was already on top of the people below.

Luanyang opened her eyes, but there was no emotion in them.

"Luanyang?" I called his name in surprise. I thought it was because of my blood that he woke up.

However, this voice didn't receive any response, only an endless silence. Luoyang seemed to be extremely interested in my tears. He curiously sniffed something, and then casually bit by bit, ate the tears on my face.

As if amused, he started off somewhere else. I hadn't expected this to happen, but I knew I couldn't refuse.

I had to obey my instincts and open up my body for this man, no matter when, no matter what scene, as long as he needed me.

It was as if I had become his slave.

When I felt my body gradually relax, the man on my body became even more impudent and spirited. When I felt that my entire being had become a little absent-minded, he was still spirited.

Finally I started to refuse, and the man slowly closed his eyes.

Only now did I realize that Luanyang actually didn't wake up at all. He was only subconsciously doing what he wanted to do.

After this incident, I felt that the yin aura in the room has decreased by quite a bit.

I don't know if it was my imagination, but when I thought back to last time, I suddenly felt that this was a method.

After cleaning myself up simply and not feeling anything out of the ordinary, I head out of the door. As soon as I walk out, I realize that a long time has passed.

As I descended the stairs, I could clearly feel that my legs were a bit weak, so I subconsciously supported myself on the stairs. After all, Luanyang and I had a very close relationship, so there was no need to hide it.

When Feng Ming saw me go down, he immediately picked up the box and said, "We've been researching this for a long time. This thing should be hundreds of years old, but it's still not damaged. Furthermore, it's impossible to open the lock on top of it. Where did you get the thing from? "

I was a little surprised as I thought that Feng Ming would think of a way to unlock the lock. I didn't expect that even Feng Ming wouldn't be able to do so.

"This was given to me by Li Xue. She said that she was the descendant of a Demon Slayer. She said that it needs fate to open it. She said that she wanted to thank me so she gave it to me."

Ah Zi was obviously very vigilant, "Are you sure? This item does not seem to be that simple, and mister hasn't woken up yet. I suggest that we put it away first. "

"But putting it somewhere else is also a problem!" Feng Ming pouted his lips and gestured in my direction.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt like he was asking for a beating.

After thinking for a long time, Ah Zi said, "Then leave it in the yard. Isn't there a formation for Mister in the yard? It's a disaster that we can't avoid, we have to face it. "

I really liked her calmness. I had to say that she was the kind of woman I liked the most.

Although Feng Ming had some opinions on this matter, he had no way to fight against Ah Zi, so he could only agree with grievance.

When the time of the night came, I subconsciously started to feel a little afraid. There are too many unknown things in this darkness, and the thing that we are most afraid of is the unknown.

If it wasn't for the existence of Feng Ming and the others, I would probably feel that this small building is filled with endless darkness and loneliness!

The Snow Vine glowed under the moonlight. After putting the box inside, it was already surrounded by layers of Snow Vines. It seemed like the Yin Qi on top was the Snow Vine's favorite.

This also showed that the things on it were not simple.

Ah Zi's injury was still not completely healed, so he could only go back to rest. Feng Ming, on the other hand, had no intention of leaving.

It seemed like he had something to say to me.