After Hu Yan entered the dark room, she kicked a Red Lotus Sect member to death, and when the heavy wall was closed, she knocked another Red Lotus Sect member unconscious with her knees, and then looked at Yan Fanchen.

The four eyes are facing each other, and there are endless thousands of words.

Suddenly, the walls on both sides began to merge towards the middle.

Hu Yan grabbed Yan Fanchen's hand and ran forward.

The two of them ran wildly until they finally came to a stone house, and before they could speak, the stone house began to tilt and then slide.

Hu Yan hugged Yan Fanchen and stood on the leaning point, staring around vigilantly.

With a loud bang, the stone house fell to the ground, and Hu Yan and Yan Fanchen were both shocked to the ground by this huge momentum, and they rolled several times in succession before they stabilized their bodies. In this process, Hu Yan wanted to live with Yan Fanchen, and Yan Fanchen also wanted to protect Hu Yan. As a result, the two men hugged each other tightly.

In the dark room, there was not a single ray of light. The enclosed space makes people feel frightened and suffocated.

Yan Fanchen stretched out his hand, stroked Hu Yan's cheeks and body, and asked eagerly, "Are you hurt?" Yes? Are you hurt? ”

Hu Yan shook his head, and thought that Yan Fanchen couldn't see it, so he said, "I'm not injured." ”

Yan Fanchen exhaled and put his heart back in his stomach. He sat up with Hu Yan in his arms and said comfortingly: "It's a little dark here, don't be afraid." With that, he suddenly fell silent. He thought he knew very well what had happened to Hu Yan. The moment the door of the dark room closed, he saw her rush in disheveled. She was bare-legged, barefoot, and her face was covered with blood, obviously embarrassed, but she amazed his dark time, like hope, but it was also heart-wrenching, and he just wanted to take her into his arms and hold her tightly.

He didn't want Hu Yan to protect him, but it was undeniable that Hu Yan's concern was all his hope for survival. His life was full of twists and turns, and every turn of Hu Yan made him painful and happy.

Yan Fanchen didn't wear a shirt, only a pair of obscene pants and a pair of shoes.

It was cold in the dark room, not freezing, but it was biting.

Yan Fanchen grabbed Hu Yan's hand and used his other hand to take off his dirty pants. His other hand was a little weak, and it looked like it was sprained.

Hu Yan saw it clearly. She stretched out her hand and pressed it on Yan Fanchen's shoulder accurately, saying, "It may hurt a little." ”

Yan Fanchen was taken aback and asked, "Can you see it?" ”

Hu Yan responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

Yan Fanchen's face was mixed, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was attacked by a burst of pain, and he almost fainted to death. There was a painful pain in his chest, but his mouth was tightly closed, so that the cry of pain would not break through his throat and make a noise.

After Yan Fanchen's misplaced arm was returned to his position by Hu Yan, he could move as usual. He gasped twice, moved his arm, and said, "Okay." ”

Hu Yan pulled Yan Fanchen and groped around the four walls for a while, but he didn't find a mechanism that could be opened.

She folded her legs and sat down on the floor. Really, I'm a little tired.

Yan Fanchen twisted his body and began to take off his pants again.

Hu Yan pressed his hand and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Yan Fanchen said: "I'll take off my dirty pants for you." ”

Hu Yan said coldly: "No." ”

Yan Fanchen insisted: "The Red Lotus Sect won't keep throwing you and me here and ignoring them. It's better for you to wear pants. ”

Hu Yan said stubbornly: "No." ”

Yan Fanchen suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Hu Yan into his arms, and listened to her powerful heartbeat.

After a while, he raised his voice hoarsely and said, "I'm not afraid of being looked at, and I'm not afraid of ...... Being bullied. I'm just afraid that you're self-righteous and good to me. ”

Hu Yan sighed lightly and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Yan Fanchen's waist.

Yan Fanchen said excitedly: "Let me do something for you!" Even if I can only do a little bit, I'll be happy. He closed his eyes and said quietly, "Let's stop making trouble, okay?" Life or death, let me face it with you. Don't let the already hard-won love turn into hatred that you can't get. ”

Hu Yan closed his eyes, covered the crystal in his eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's face it together, whether we live or die." ”

Yan Fanchen's kiss fell on Hu Yan's forehead, like a dragonfly dotting water, but it was such a look.

His kiss landed on the tip of her nose and on her lips, licking and sucking thinly, gently rubbing, and lingering as much as possible. He took one bite after another, licking the blood off her face. He already understood what she wanted.

Hu Yan's body has a smell of love, which is the most familiar, fearful, and disgusting smell of Qi Jiu. He thought that because of him, Hu Yan must have suffered physical and mental humiliation, but he didn't want to and couldn't say sorry. Because, this is the way they promise to live and die together. No matter how unbearable the road is, he will accompany her on the way.

Yan Fanchen pulled Hu Yan's clothes open with her slender fingers and sucked on her shoulder, leaving her own mark.

Hu Yan hugged Yan Fanchen's head, his eyes open, and his expression was a little at a loss.

Yan Fanchen said hoarsely: "You taught me that no matter what you go through, only living is the most important thing, and only those who live can learn what it means to be brave." ”

Hu Yan looked at Yan Fanchen's face, stared at his serious eyes, and took the initiative to offer his lips.

Nothing soothes the hatred in her heart more than the tenderness of a lover. To comfort her lover, she laughs; To confuse the enemy, she laughs; Convinced that she could, she laughed. In fact, the immortality of the old demon of the red lotus made her want to cry.

Yan Fanchen's gentleness and skill made Hu Yanwang forget himself, and just wanted to cling to his body, indulging in joy forever, and never waking up again.

When Yan Fanchen was about to enter, Hu Yan suddenly woke up, put his hand on his chest, and said, "It's not clean." "She didn't wash, and she smelled of Cheng Dongxing and Cheng Xixing. After experiencing the affairs of men and women, Hu Yan can say with great certainty that the two brothers are both children and can't control their enthusiasm. The three of them were in the same bed, and she was also stained with a lot of things that belonged to them.

Yan Fanchen held Hu Yan's hand, gently but firmly removed it, and said softly: "Actually, I also want to say that I am not clean. ”

Hu Yan was slightly stunned, and then laughed. She kept holding her breath, blocking her chest, not up or down, very uncomfortable. Every time he faced Yan Fanchen, he was more and more embarrassed. Those beautiful images in her imagination seem to be getting farther and farther away from her. But when Yan Fanchen used such a gentle tone to uncover his own scars, Hu Yan was suddenly relieved. Yan Fanchen's heart has grown to be so strong, if she still squirms like a little woman, how can she be worthy of Yan Fanchen's growth? You know, those who grow are moving forward in thorns.

Hu Yan's smile made Yan Fanchen obsessed. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and although he couldn't see her expression clearly, he could see a hazy silhouette, right in his arms, right in front of his eyes.

Yan Fanchen and Hu Yan became one.

So gentle, yet unwavering.

It is said that if life is only met for the first time, it is all beautiful. But in Yan Fanchen's view, all kinds of torture and pain are just for the combination of this moment. Maybe it's too joyful, it's dreamlike, and it feels unreal.

Hu Yan whispered in his ear: "Everything is an illusion, only this moment is the most true." Fingers lightly swiped over Yan Fanchen's back and wrote down four words - seeing is nothing.

Yan Fanchen believes in Hu Yan.