The Mistake: The Swordsman of the Labyrinth City

What kind of breath was that, with a hint of sweetness, with a familiar taste, it got into the young man's nose, and the good smell made Yuxi, who was still with his eyes closed, take a few deep breaths.

Warmth, softness, this is the first feeling of a teenager, as if in the arms of a doting mother, a pair of soft arms around it, as if everything is still at this moment.

Only the thin murmur stayed in my ears.

"My little darling—" The soft voice was coquettish, but mixed with a hint of urgency, and reached the young man's ears, and his body began to become hot.

The person who made the sound was obviously not satisfied with this hug, and the boy only heard a small voice approaching in his ears, carrying the heat wave of breathing, and the slippery feeling invaded all his hearing, licking the boy's earlobe, which had turned red.

"You're finally mine..."

Yuki couldn't help but open her eyes.

A face that is perfect to the extreme stays on her left side, it is a kind of beauty that can make people lose their souls, it is a kind of beauty that has a magical nature. Sensing the young man's gaze, he stopped licking the red earlobe and looked at the boy head-on.

The four eyes are facing each other.

The young man's stunned face was reflected in his silver eyes.

And that insanely possessive.

The beautiful man was not satisfied with such a look, and the devilish sexy body leaned forward, and the two red lips with heat and moisture were glued together.

The

woman obviously couldn't be satisfied with a simple kiss, so she put her arms around the boy and moved to the latter's shoulder, and with a slight force, pushed the boy onto the big white and soft bed behind her, and pressed her whole body up.

"Hmm~

" "Wait, you are..."

The young man's body tensed tightly, and his flushed face writhed from side to side, trying to dodge the attack of the people on his body.

"Oh good..."

After a while, the color in front of me gradually faded, and the sound faded away until it disappeared.

......

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White, white everywhere, pure white as far as the eye can see.

The whole world was pure white, and that was the color that didn't fluctuate at all.

Monotonous, calm.

It's a world of nothing.

The young man stood in this world, staring at the white in front of him, unable to see joy or sorrow, or even unable to see his expression, as if the whole person was like this world, without any fluctuations.

White horror, white horror!

He couldn't help but run.

It's still white, endless pure white.

As if there are no other colors here at all.

Let his eyes start to feel uncomfortable.

Time flies, and there seems to be a passage of time in this colorless space, but it has always been so monotonous, so that the boy's mood can't fluctuate at all.

Until a little bit of green pops up.

Although it is only such an inconspicuous small point, it is so small that it would not have been possible to find its existence in a space where there is no color at all.

The teenager certainly discovered its existence.

Staring at the little bit of green, he shook his head in confusion.

He seemed to have lost the ability to think at this point.

The green color is getting bigger and bigger, like a seed of color.

Root, sprout, grow.

Expand in blue eyes until they are overwhelming.

The thick rhizome dragon pan knot, the pure white space through, decorated with the green lines, radiating outward, chaotic, but very beautiful.

The emerald green leaves swayed slowly, as if they were being gently caressed by a hand. Green gradually takes up more space than white.

That's the color of life.

Looking at such a scene, the young man was stunned, as if he had lost his soul, his black hair fluttered behind him, although there was no wind, but it was also like having life, chasing and playing with each other, in the contrast of the pure white background, it was particularly prominent.

The blue eyes bloomed with a dazzling blue light, staring at the green lines full of dark lines, the dark lines were like the blood of life all over all the green, with the breath of the teenager, with the beating of the pulse, with the throbbing heartbeat in the chest, the whole world beating.

The pulse of the world seems to be in my ears.

A familiar feeling came over me.

That is, a feeling of nostalgia, a feeling of dependence!

It was a white flower, emitting a faint halo, located at the very top of the green, and in this pure white space, it seemed to appear in a more pure white posture in order to highlight its existence.

Fresh and elegant, no powder.

The boy stared at it, his originally confused expression calm, and there was no fluctuation as before.

Then a touching smile appeared.

As the two green leaves fell onto the white flowers.

Colors began to fill the space.

At this point, life begins to bloom.