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Setting Ninety Four: Heaven is Inhuman (twenty-eight)

"Autonomy" means that you are the master and not subject to the **** and coercion of others.

Shan Ziwei's brain seemed to be split in half, half coldly reading narration-like thoughts, and half full of dizzy tinnitus.

——With autonomy ... you want freedom.

As if stimulated by this sentence, tinnitus suddenly inflated. What Shan Ziwei heard was not a mixed tinnitus such as hum, hiss, but a monotonous snoring sound, like ... like ... the car's tweet ...

——So ... how to get free?

The sharp tweet slammed the sound on the other side, it was louder than louder, louder than louder—that was the deadbeat of death.

——Only to kill ... to death ...

Shanzi Wei bit his hand, biting his pain into the cerebral cortex along the neurons, instantly overshadowing the sound that almost fainted him.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts ...

If it weren't for Gaia holding his hand, Shan Ziwei would probably be the first person in "role-playing" who didn't fall into a broken heart, but gave himself to himself.

Shan Ziwei let go of his mouth and said to the toy box hanging on his hand: "Thank you."

He knew he was indulging in pain at that moment-because pain meant living.

Little Gaia clings tightly to Shan Ziwei's wrist. He puts his face on the wound that Shan Ziwei is healing gradually. He closes his eyes, apparently expressionless, but makes people feel as if he is crying.

Lister Wei Gang tried to touch the smooth silver hair of Gaia, but raised his hand and saw the red line on his hand. The long red line meandered to Duan Xiuyuan. This red line existed as a connection between them from the beginning, but for the first time, Shan Ziwei felt scared.

A coincidental contact formed a destined relationship-he was his shackles, he was his shackles.

The unresolved fear wrapped Shan Ziwei, and he stared at Duan Xiuyuan as if he saw the afterimage of the past.

He will kill him.

Duan Xiuyuan looked at his own meridians inward, a ray of red silk invaded from Shangyang and flowed along the meridians. If it wasn't for his acupoints being closed in time, the red thread would not stop at Qu Chi, but swim to the whole body. This is the "love" in Bai Shuang's mouth. Duan Xiuyuan didn't know its effect. He just walked to the side of Bai Shuang's body and tried to find an antidote, but he felt his way approaching.

The sword in white clothes repairs the throat and rolls like a frozen ice sculpture will not move.

Lister Wei hung his destiny jade and tied his knot Mumudi. The white jade plate carried unknowns and disappeared under his hands. The white-haired youth was a spirit, like suddenly waking up from a nightmare. He stared at the place where the "fierce" jade disappeared before realizing what he had done.

He eventually walked away at a subdued pace. Shan Zi Wei thought desperately that, in essence, he and Zi were silent.

"you--"

Duan Xiuyuan's voice dripped from above, Shan Zi Weimune raised his eyes, Duan Xiuyuan's current state can already perceive his hands and feet in this world.

"--Angry?"

Wei Yiwei, who thought he would receive a questioning list, did not show any negative emotions in the face of Jun that came into view. Duan Xiuyuan looked down at him, and his eyes were dark and black, and there was something muffled.

"Because ... my disrespect?"

The list of Wei Wei was gone, and he even felt that Duan Xiuyuan was talking about Dao Xuanyin, and he had to use every brain cell to read it in order to know the meaning.

"I know this is blasphemy." Duan Xiuyuan closed his eyes, as if he did not do so, the desire in his eyes would surge out and destroy everything, "I shouldn't ..."

"Haiteng!"

List Wei Zheng listened carefully, and a sudden yelling almost scared his soul out. An acacia disciple shouted "the head-there is a sea swallow!", Rushing to the attic while crawling to the loft, the moment he saw Bai Shuang's corpse and Duan Xiuyuan, his movements and screams were solidified Already.

Invincible head-dead?

Without waiting for Duan Xiuyuan to make more confession, the frightened acacia disciple dumped everything he knew. Shan Ziwei looked to the outside with the eyes of the sky. Although the attic was immutable and calm, the outside was turned upside down.

The surface of the dark blue sea seemed to have been punched in countless holes by humans, trapping large and small swirls. They are like the eyes of the abyss, staring greedily and hungry on the acacia ship.

With just one glance, you can know that there is a death vortex that has no return: Hai Tun.

Originally, the Acacia ship had a mechanism to evade Haiteng, but now Bai Shuang, who can control the ship, is dead. Under the gravity of Haitun, the ship rushed to the place of death without resistance. The magic repair on the floor ship ran and fled, and they tried their best to escape this disaster.

Shan Ziwei's vision flickered suddenly, but Duan Xiuyuan grabbed him and rushed out of the attic with him.

Out of the attic, Duan Xiuyuan seemed to be yanked by an invisible rope and fell in one direction. At this point the floor ship had hit the edge of a sea swallow, and began to fragment under the terrible gravity. Duan Xiuyuan quickly stabilized his body. He broke through the wall that collapsed towards him, struggling to jump out of the ship.

Shan Ziwei looked back, and the ship with the sea torch twisted beyond their feet, the spiral's gravitational force holding the ship's body like a pair of hands, twisting it like twist. There was no sound during the whole process, because the sound was also pulled away by gravity. Shan Ziwei saw the crushed stones, sawdust, and flesh. Like watching a horrific mime, he could only hear the heart screaming. .

This is a natural disaster, and human beings cannot fight against the natural disaster that can only be fleeing—it is such a terrible natural disaster that it is enough to constitute Duan Xiuyuan's "fierce".

The surface of the sea was as quiet as a graveyard. Those spiral vortices swallowed everything, not even the wind and sound, so it formed an extremely strange and tranquil picture. Duan Xiuyuan walked cautiously across the sea, passing from one to another, his long hair and robes flying in the air, not because of the wind, but because of disordered gravity.

Bai Yi Jian Xiu is careful enough and powerful enough, but it is difficult to fight against the fixed number in the meditation.

A sea torch was generated in front of Duan Xiuyuan without any warning. Shan Ziwei didn't feel any gravitational force, but he could feel the pressure that Duan Xiuyuan was bearing at that moment. He even heard Duan Xiuyuan's bones squeezing from each other. Bai Yi Jian Xiu retreated several steps away from the edge of Hai Tun, and finally could not help but cough up a little blood.

Shan Ziwei didn't glance at this, this is not the first, nor will it be the last, Hai Tun who suddenly appeared blocking Duan Xiuyuan and left. After several consecutive battles and twists and turns, Duan Xiuyuan's spiritual power is running low, and soon he will ...

Then, Shan Ziwei saw Duan Xiuyuan take a step forward—it was Hai Tun in front of him.

For a moment, Shan Ziwei thought that Duan Xiuyuan was looking for death, until he could see what Duan Xiuyuan looked like at this moment—

Duan Xiuyuan walked on Hai Tun step by step, his flying hair and his robe draped down. He was like a king of kings in the world, walking in the horrible calamity. The natural disaster could not move him, and his destiny could not affect him. The world he walked in was unknown, unheard and above all things in the world.

When it was safe to return to Xianzhou, Shan Ziwei was able to return to God. How could he forget that Duan Xiuyuan's most terrible thing was not the sword move, but the ability to intervene in his world.

Boom.

Shan Ziwei looked down and saw Duan Xiuyuan fell to the ground. Returning to Xianzhou seemed to have consumed the last trace of Duan Xiuyuan's strength. He closed his eyes tightly, breathing heavily as if he could not breathe enough air.

... wait, gasp?

Shan Ziwei found something wrong, they are still in the Demon Realm, surrounded by poisonous mist-Duan Xiuyuan can't even close the air?

Bai Yi Jianxiu curled up weakly. Not only could he not seal his breath, he even lost his ability to block the veins. The feelings of love without crickets are like crazy silks creeping over his meridians. They not only melt the source of spiritual power and increase his skills, but also ...

"..."

Shan Ziwei seemed to hear what Duan Xiuyuan said. He subconsciously gathered to listen to it, but was caught by the other side.

Duan Xiuyuan grasped his path uncomfortably, as if he finally grasped the backbone. Wei Shan was suddenly caught in his arms, and he heard the dumb murmur at his feet.

"I want ..." The man opened long, sweaty eyelashes, revealing a blur of spring water, "Here."

What sentiment-

Shan Ziwei's confusion came to an abrupt end, and the person holding him was stiff all over, especially terribly hard somewhere-as long as men knew what it was, let alone nymphosis.

Lying down! !! !! !! !!

No amount of exclamation marks could describe the mood of Shan Wei. He couldn't care anything about it, and just wanted to escape.

Perhaps it was because Duan Xiuyuan was exhausted, or it was because Duan Xiuyuan could only touch Shan Ziwei with his hands, but Shan Ziwei broke free without much effort. He just got up and didn't take a few steps. Suddenly it seemed like a hole had been punched out, and his strength was released.

"Ok……"

There was a depressed sigh behind him, and Shan Ziwei was burning all over his body. He didn't need to look back to know that the man had pulled away his sweaty hair, ripped off his messy clothes, and grasped—

Wei Shan was dizzy. He smashed a punch into the ground, but could not hinder the hot touch from his hands.

In the vague boundaries, his hand felt Duan Xiuyuan's hand-he could clearly feel that his "hand" was holding the column, and then became a bit frozen for a while, it seemed that he did not know what to do next. . Shan Ziwei's hands are full of Duan Xiuyuan's shape and heat. The man was profane, but it was as if he was helping the man.

-It's crazy!

Shan Ziwei wanted to bite his hand with his tricks, but it felt as if he had put the thing in his hand into the mouth-such an association made him worse. Shan Ziwei bit his tip of tongue and shouted, "Duan Xiuyuan ... stop ..."

The scream of the white-haired young man was like an endangered beast. Duan Xiuyuan's action was really stopped. Before Shan Zi had time to breathe, he felt his hand was grasped, and he turned back subconsciously.

The moonlight came in through the small window, showing Duan Xiuyuan's face as snowy and lacquered. He half supported his body on the ground, his placket wide open to reveal the white and red skin, full of bright red plum colors.

"mine……"

If Duan Xiuyuan is sober, he will never run counter to Shan Ziwei's will. However, he inhaled the poisonous mist and was catalyzed by the love, and his mind was already annihilated, and his mind and eyes were the only obsession left.

"... Road ..."

While Duan Xiuyuan was pulling him, Shan Ziwei did his best to get the chance line from Gaia Xiao, and tied it to Duan Xiuyuan with trembling.

Hurry up, hurry up ... Hurry up, leave ... Otherwise ... Otherwise ...

Opportunity line light up the list Wei hoped to light up, taking him to the dark void of time. Before the list of Wei breathed out, his wrist was tight, and he was pulled back into time the next moment.

Shan Zi Wei was in front of Duan Xiuyuan, staring inconceivably at the red line on his wrist—no, it was not the red line representing the relationship at all, but the strands of countless red threads, and at first glance it looked like the entity that the invisible red line condenses.

Love silk-the basis of love, the system of silk.

After reading Zisi's message, Shan Ziwei finally understood the ins and outs. But understanding is one thing, facing is another. Duan Xiuyuan tore Shan Ziwei to the ground, his body sculpted into an incomplete arc, and Shan Ziwei was embedded in his arms, closing the gap satisfactorily.

——His word should be here, and be one with him.

Shan Ziwei had no strength to break free again, Duan Xiuyuan embraced him with one hand and began to move with one hand. His five fingers covered the pillar, slowly moving up and down the banana 痈 ザ ザ ザ 薮 ザ Σ 缸 瑁 瑁 瑁 瑁 瑁 僭 趺 Huan 瑁 Porcelain tincture 僭 趺 プ 僭 趺 豪 2

Because Shan Ziwei knows the joy, he knows the tightness of the pillar being held, and he knows the numbness of the front that has been rubbed. In the past few years, this is his only way to vent, and he only needs to be familiar with it. , The body will automatically recall that sweet pleasure.

"Woo ..."

An almost sobbing moan sounded among the narrow fairy boats, Shan Ziwei's body was stretched more tightly than Duan Xiuyuan, and his little reason had been reminding him of danger.

Danger-why dangerous-

Shan Wei shook his head, and the faint brain tissue couldn't hold effective thoughts until he saw those black and white upside-down eyes-his toy box was lying on his shoulders, waiting for something silently.

Say like-otherwise-otherwise-

In the surge of desire, Shan Ziwei could not think of the sentence after "otherwise", but just started to repeat that sentence with the last intuition.

"I like you……"

Gaia Xiao heard this, and Duan Xiuyuan heard it. He sighed indignantly, and could not help speeding up his movement.

"Too, too soon oh ... like ... no ..."

Shan Ziwei didn't know what he was talking about, he was lost in a colorful joy as if he was shrinking into the quilt every time to satisfy himself.

--so comfy--

When the glittering happiness rose to the top and exploded, Shan Ziwei's brain was left with a lazy empty space, and he watched Duan Xiuyuan hug him tightly, unable to like himself.

Shan Ziwei gradually became stiff, and he raised his hand that was gradually translucent and could already see the other side, where there seemed to be a warm and smooth touch.

——Due to the influence of Qing Si, Duan Xiuyuan was going to enter the Mahayana.

Strong fear and shame are like two puppet lines, manipulating Shan Ziwei to break out of Duan Xiuyuan's arms, triggering a point of aggression aside. Immediately, a sky of clouds gathered in the sky, and it was darkly shrouded in fairy boats. The monster purple Thunder Snake tumbled in the cloud of robbery. It was the sixty-nine thunder robbery that Duan Yuan also nearly fell down!

A huge thunder rang out of nowhere--Shan Ziwei couldn't see the results, because a row of bright red warnings filled his vision.

[Warning: 1 minute left in game time. 】

Shan Ziwei could only take the pointer to go offline. He looked at the place where Bai Yi Jianxiu was engulfed by Tian Lei, but did not see it, but already knew the result.

He is not online, and Duan Xiuyuan's "future" will definitely collapse in the best direction.

——The next time he goes online, he is about to face Duan Xiuyuan of the Mahayana period.

This is the last thought before Shan Wei went offline.

The next moment, Shan Ziwei opened his eyes and saw the dome of the nutrition cabin. He just wanted to sit up, but froze stiffly.

There was a thick, heavy feeling in the panties, and the dark-haired young man's face instantly turned red into an apple.

All the shame and anger mixed together, creating a grudge against the game's rating. An idiot covered his head with a hood and screamed with sorrow.

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