Chapter 96 "You go to the theater and wait for me first, okay?"

Shu Mo was held in his arms and coughed slightly as if he was a little uncomfortable.

There were pinch marks of varying depths on his neck. Sometimes, Shu Mo felt as submissive as a lamb. In front of Xi, he was almost submissive to the extreme. When he was held in someone's arms like this, Xi Looking at the injury on his neck, he was breathing heavily.

There was a trace of distress and annoyance, as well as a trace of uncontrollable excitement and excitement.

Thinking that Shu Mo would die with him, Xi blinked her eyes and could hardly restrain her inner joy.

Shu Mo should have the best of everything in the world, Xi thought, if he could leave this prison, then he would have the whole world in front of him.

Xi stretched out her hand and gently touched the young man's neck, and her tone became softer again: "Does it hurt?"

He has always been like this, with a surly and unpredictable personality. One second he was dragging Shu Mo to die, the next He became very tender again in a second, and Shu Mo felt that the shallow wounds on his body were being healed. He said, "You don't need to be so excited next time..."

"There is no need for this kind of thing, just..."

Xi Qian smiled lightly. He said: "Shu Mo, are you saying that my behavior is too extreme?"

"But that's how I am." The man removed his hand. Shu Mo's body was completely healed, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent. Being pressed by the man, a faint red color appeared.

There was a warmth coming from Shu Mo's skin, which made Xi couldn't help but feel nostalgic: "You should already know that Xi and I are the same."

The man's eyes fell on Shu Mo and saw that he was just wrinkled. He raised his eyebrows, seeming a little helpless and out of habit. Xi thought thoughtfully and then said, "It seems that you have already experienced Xi's character." "This is the real us." Xi

said, "Are you afraid?"

Mo raised her face to look at him, then nodded.

Xi narrowed her eyes slightly and stroked the side of Shu Mo's face with her hand. The black-haired young man did not avoid it. Xi sighed softly:

"Sometimes, I hate your honesty."

"If I tell lies, you might On the contrary, he was even more unhappy." Shu Mo pushed his hand away, and Xi smiled again: "Yes."

He admitted frankly, "That's what I am."

But Shu Mo loves him, and Shu Mo will still do it. Get him out of this prison.

Xi's eyes fell on Shu Mo and said, "Are you really going to let me out?"

Xi said, "I thought you would want to lock me here forever. After all, I will fight for the tower." A monster that poses a threat."

Xi seemed to be talking about a topic that had nothing to do with him. Even now, the man has never concealed his malice. His malice is aimed at everything in the tower and all other existences. .

Once Xi leaves the laboratory, he will directly shuffle everything in the world. Shu Mo looked at him: "I know you will do this."

Xi's long curly eyelashes drooped. At that moment, this pure white and holy behemoth Lowering his head, his perfect face slowly came closer, so close that he almost kissed Shu Mo's face. The smell of danger came, Xi

said: "Then, why did you tell me again that you want to let me out?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will destroy everything and kill the Xiyi you love?"

He was so high, his tone seemed to be teasing, and his voice was soft, but he gently bit the tip of Shu Mo's nose and blew on his face: "Aren't you afraid? Didn't you say that you are afraid? Me?"

Shu Mo raised his face, his eyes were flowing. Those green eyes were like the most perfect emeralds, which made Xi dizzy. Miraculously, Shu Mo always looked at Xi after seeing her. She would lose consciousness from time to time, and Xi Ze would be fascinated by Shu Mo every time he came near.

Both of them were immersed in each other's beauty. After a moment, Shu Mo hesitated for a moment. Smelling the faint fragrance in front of him, the young man couldn't help but stepped forward and kissed Xi Xiang's pale lips.

Shu Mo couldn't help but kiss Xi. His heart was pounding. He thought that this time he was just bewitched. But when the two separated, Shu Mo looked at Xi. He didn't know why he was suddenly attracted by someone. He hugged him into his arms, and when he came back to his senses, Xi had already put her hands into his clothes.

shuttle

​The two people were stuck together inexplicably. After a while, Shu Mo said:

"You are right."

Xi Zheng was stroking his body, feeling the touch of the young man's skin. Then, he heard Shu Mo say: " But I have already thought of a solution.

"Oh?"

In the sweet moment, Xi suddenly heard her partner, who was obediently open and letting him move, say in a calm tone:

"If you want to do that," Shu Mo said, "Then I will stop you.

" : "..."

Xi: "Oh? Then how are you going to stop me?"

The man's tone was slightly raised, but Shu Mo pulled away his hand and said seriously: "Hit you."

Xi: "... ..."

Xi: "What if I continue to do it?"

Shu Mo: "Then I will continue to beat you."

Shu Mo: "Hit you until you can't or can't do that."

Xi narrowed his eyes slightly. He raised his six fingers and slowly tapped his temples. The man's hands moved around Shu Mo's body, and his open palms could almost directly hold Shu Mo's waist.

Shu Mo showed no intention of giving in and instead confronted Xi. After a moment, he felt a chill coming from his chest. Xi lowered his head and his heavy breathing covered it. It was cool and cold, as thick as the ice that was about to condense. ice.

"Then I want to see what you are going to do." Xi said with a smile but not a smile: "I am waiting for you to let me out, my dear."

The look was ferocious and violent, but with a slight tenderness. The color is like a compassionate statue oozing blood. Xi raised his hand and put a mask on his face again. Shu Mo looked at him and thought, he was really not joking.

Previously, Shu Mo was sure that he could not control the most terrifying pollutant in history.

But after his wings grew, Shu Mo already had the ability to stop Xi. Otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to let people out easily, but now, it has reached a point where he has to do so.

Shu Mo sighed. He stretched out his hand and held Xi's wrist. The man's body was like a sculpture made of bone. His skin was the color of bone and jade, and it felt extremely strange to the touch, not like a human being.

No, he is not human.

Shu Mo held his hand tightly and said, "Your body is getting weaker and weaker."

"If you stay here," Shu Mo said, "You will disappear, right?"

Xi slowly opened her hand. , then turned around and clasped his hand tightly at that moment, like a cold spider, his six fingers pressed Shu Mo tightly, and then the man said:

"Xi has been waiting for my death, trapping me here, and preparing to take everything away from me."

"But you are the same person, you..."

"Shh."

Xi raised a finger gently, so Shu Mo couldn't say anything: "I will not die, nor will I do what he wants."

In front of him, the monster wearing a pure white mask said softly: "Because you will help me, You will stand by me, right?"

"Shu Mo."

Shu Mo opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He could only purse his lips, then lowered his head and wrote on Xi's palm: " I will save you."

"Ha..."

A laughter that could make the eardrums weak and the brain dizzy came. Xi hugged Shu Mo tightly and sighed: "You are the best, Shu Mo."

Beautiful giant. Holding his beloved treasure and kissing him gently, Shu Mo felt his feet being gently lifted. First the heels were raised, then the front feet, and finally the toes were struggling to rub against the floor, struggling to find a fulcrum.

Then, his legs completely separated from the ground and kept shaking in the air, like two vines with nowhere to rely on, or two green bamboos hanging in the air. After shaking for a while, his two legs His long legs straightened, then bent, and he struggled wildly as if he couldn't bear it. Finally, he clung to a fulcrum for support, and then wrapped around it obediently.

The two legs kept shaking and swaying. Looking from below, the dazzlingly white skin was exposed to the air. Shu Mo could not make a sound. He could only hear a suppressed and sticky sound, filling the whole world and in his mind. The waves are rising one after another like waves. And he had nowhere to rely on, so he could only cling to the only driftwood, watching himself float and sink, like a tea leaf that kept falling and rising in a cup, floating and shaking, up and down.

After a long, long time, he was finally put down. Like a sailor who got seasick while adrift on the sea, he couldn't stop bending down the moment he touched the ground.

"Why can't you stand still?" came a gentle voice, as if he was worried: "Look at you, your legs are weak."

Shu Mo didn't even want to look at him, pushed the man's hand away, and listened. Xi laughed before limping out of the holding room step by step.

After Shu Mo walked out of the room, he felt that the pain on his body had faded a little. His bright green eyes were covered with a thin layer of water, and a deep tooth mark was left on Shu Mo's neck. He suddenly lowered his head, hissed, and saw a little blood flowing from his lips.

Fishy and salty.

Shu Mo knew that Xi must still be looking at him. He did not look back, but walked forward. It was not that simple to rescue Xi.

Because in addition to dealing with the director's strength, the more important thing is:

the core of the laboratory's formation.

If the key to the core of the formation is not found, even Xi will not be able to break free and leave the laboratory in a short time.

But this is a secret that only the director knows, and only he knows where the key is. The director has never told anyone else about it.

As for Shu Mo, he asked the director.

……hehe.

After Shu Mo thought for a while, he thought of the price of truth, but when he realized this, his heart skipped a beat.

The black-haired young man returned to his room and slowly took out a broken, worn notebook.

This notebook looks extremely pitiful, as if it was torn apart and torn apart by something, giving it a pitiful look.

It makes people sad when they see it and sheds tears when they hear it.

As if sensing Shu Mo's gaze, he flipped through the notebook with only a few pages left, and struggled to write a line of small words on the top. But before Shu Mo could see clearly, the price of truth suddenly twitched, and then It passed as if he was dying.

"Don't die!!!"

Shu Mo almost knelt on the ground and tried to save him at the cost of truth: "I swear I will treat you well in the future. Please wake up!"

Shu Mo looked at the pitiful pollutants in front of him and said: " What can I do to save you? If you speak, don't be silent!"

Shu Mo kept pouring his strength into the book, but it was as if he was pouring water into a leaky water bag. Shu Mo could feel it. When the power continued to flow out of the body of The Price of Truth, he immediately stopped what he was doing, because he was worried that if this continued, the Price of Truth would be the first to become a pollutant exploded by his healing power.

Commonly known as: overfilling.

[Blood...your blood...]

The pages of the book were turning, and the writing on the top seemed a little crooked at this moment, but it still looked gorgeous, almost dead, and the price of truth was still written in curly fonts. : [Your...destiny...]

With a tearing sound, Shu Mo used the dagger in his hand to cut open his palm. Blood instantly overflowed from his palm and flowed down quickly. Before it even dripped to the ground, it was removed from the notebook. The tentacles that surged out rapidly continued to absorb and absorb.

The ferocious scarlet tentacles stretched and broke like asphalt, and then slowly connected in the air. The anemone-like tentacles continued to stretch forward in the air, catching the blood drops that occasionally leaked from the palm of the hand.

The pages of the book are constantly turning, and a bright color flashes across the top, as if absorbing some extremely delicious food, a greedy and crazy desire passes through, the price of truth is restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the thickness of the pages is increasing, The sweet smell leaked out of the air, and before it spread, the black and red pages suddenly turned, swallowing up all the blood mist.

Large swaths of tentacles spread along Shu Mo's wrists to his body and face. The color of Shu Mo's lips turned a little lighter. The excessive blood loss made everything in front of him blurry. He blinked as if he was hallucinating. Usually, what you see in front of you is not a book, but a group of vicious, dirty tentacles of flesh and blood. It is like a beating heart, with blood vessels spreading out from the body and connecting to Shu Mo. On his body, he devoured this hard-won delicious food with big mouthfuls.

"Ha..."

In a daze, Shu Mo heard an insatiable chuckle, and the eyes squeezed out of the flesh stared at him, as if they wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

Someone seemed to be saying in his ear. The next second, Shu Mo's body softened and he almost fell to the ground. He tried his best to hold on to the wall and not look embarrassed. His head was buzzing. There was a sound and an unprecedented feeling of weakness, but the black-haired young man tightly held the dagger in his hand and saw the heart disappear. The next second, a black and red book fell in front of him, floating in the air. Even the black on the cover becomes more intense, like an abyss.

The Price of Truth was turning in front of him. After a moment, its pages stopped on a certain page, revealing the page above:

[What you are looking for has always been by your side. 】

Looking at the picture that appeared on the page, Shu Mo's eyes slowly opened wider. Has the Price of Truth evolved to the point where he can directly draw patterns?

It's really...advanced...

Shu Mo's vision went dark and his body became weak. He leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the ground. However, he still held the dagger in his hand tightly. At the moment when he was about to fall completely. , The Price of Truth slowly stepped forward, splitting open like a flower of flesh and blood, and a large number of tentacles extending from it spread toward the black-haired young man.

A slippery and sticky sound came out, and the sleeping Shu Mo was tightly wrapped. He sensed the danger, but for some reason he couldn't think of a counterattack. When everything in the room calmed down, Shu Mo had been transferred to the bed. And covered with quilt.

The black and red notebook was floating in the air, and even the air was moistened by the dark color emanating from his body. He turned the pages slowly, and the next second, the notebook was closed and fell onto the bed.

Shu Mo slowly woke up from his dream.

The quality of my sleep was so good, it was as if I couldn't wake up once I fell asleep.

After Shu Mo got up from the bed, the first thing that came to his mind was: he needed to prepare how to rescue Xi.

At the same time, he didn't expect it.

The core of the laboratory was actually always by his side.

This is really...unbelievable, but also seems natural.

Shu Mo stood up, but suddenly saw the time, and suddenly thought that today seemed to be the day he and the director had agreed on.

In fact, men rarely leave the laboratory. Of course, he is not completely unable to leave. When things are busy, the director will temporarily leave the laboratory to handle tedious work.

Although the director usually seems to have nothing to do, in fact, the things the director has to deal with are often beyond the imagination of ordinary employees. He received a message: The corona and the trial court seem to be about to go to war.

The man's crimson eyes rolled around, and then he said: "Step back."

"But the Lord Bishop of the Trial Hall is waiting for you." The attendant said: "Several hunters from the Corona Organization have also invited you to come and get together."

"Get out." The director ignored him. He slowly got up from the bed, took off his white coat and put on a set of exquisite clothes. His personality was lazy and he was almost too lazy to change clothes, but today The situation was different. The man spread his long hair, and the misty blue hair fell on the expensive fabric, almost like a more delicate silk satin. The director opened the drawer, took out a ring and put it on. His temperament suddenly changed. The man in a pure white coat walked out of the room. An indescribable aura suddenly overflowed, making the attendant's legs begin to tremble.

He raised his face, but at that moment he was stunned by the appearance of the director. Even if the other party slapped him to death now, the attendant could hardly look away, as if his throat was tightly strangled by the thrilling beauty. .

The director is usually extremely beautiful, but now, he is so beautiful that it is breathtaking. The man glanced at the time and said, "I don't care what they are doing."

The sound of high heels on the ground came from the director. He was tall and tall as he walked out from under the door frame. The knocking sound of the decorative metal elbow pads as he walked barely brought the attendant back to his senses, and he was once again shocked by the beauty in front of him.

Because the director is smiling.

"I have a date today." The man said, "I won't let other people disturb me."

The director raised his face and prepared to meet his date. In the grand theater on the second floor, the queen and the singers Dressed up, they had been notified days before.

In the theater today, there will be two distinguished guests.

They have to give the most perfect performance, and everyone is excited about it.

"If Punia was here, he might be the singer now." Someone said, but soon, several other voices sneered: "Him? He hasn't appeared for so long. Who knows where he will go?" Where did the Henia family get into big trouble? Could it be that he still dared to show up here?"

Everyone laughed again, and then changed the topic, and the story of Punia quickly changed here. They won't know that the other person will never come back.

Everyone was preparing for this performance. The director's earrings jingled. Along the way, everyone felt a little dazed when they saw his appearance at this time. That kind of beauty can no longer be described in words, but in essence. sexual weapons.

"Where is Shu Mo?" The director didn't see the person he was looking for, so he asked the employee next to him. The other person was stunned for two seconds before answering: "Sir Shu Mo, it seems that he went to deal

with the riot of pollutants."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he saw the black-haired young man walking out of the containment room. At that moment, everything else was ignored by the director. Shu Mo also changed a set of clothes. He coughed twice, and there were still stains on his body. Looking at the filth caused by some pollutants, Shu Mo obviously did not expect that today's pollutants would suddenly riot. He hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to change clothes, he saw the director approaching quietly.

At that moment, Shu Mo was stunned for a moment. She was so beautiful. What I am good at today is that this beauty cannot be described in words. The other party was like a siren now, wearing gorgeous clothes and only showing half of her face. , he can easily confuse everyone else and make them take away their breath like lost puppets.

The director was all pure white, but his gloves were azure, so blue that it almost scratched his retina. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to pinch Shu Mo's chin. Shu Mo came to his senses, and then stepped back to avoid it. .

The director narrowed his eyes slightly. He seemed to be in a good mood today. The man said, "Follow me."

"My clothes are dirty."

Shu Mo said. The director glanced at him and reached out to pat him away. The dirt on the shoulder: "No need."

"This is good."

The director's voice was slightly hoarse, and his bloody eyes seemed brighter and red, with a gentle color almost overflowing from them:

"Let's go."

Shu Mowang Looking at that face, he nodded in a daze. The director chuckled lightly and took Shu Mo's hand. The black-haired young man seemed to hesitate for a moment and wanted to break away, but was held tightly by the director. The man suppressed the small struggle and slightly curled his lips. He got up, and just as he was about to take him away, he saw several hunters hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth and walked over.

"Lord Saint..." the hunter said: "Several level five pollutants suddenly rioted, and their condition is very bad."

It seemed that he had sensed the director's faint displeasure, and the hunter did not dare to look at the director at all. He was praying to the black-haired young man in front of him with his eyes: You don't want to see the pollutants riot, and then run out and kill everyone, right?

Shu Mo, help!

Shu Mo stood beside the director and heard a cold snort coming from the man's throat. The black-haired young man let go of his hand and said, "I'll stay here to deal with the pollutants."

Shu Mo looked at the red eyes. Staring: "You go to the theater and wait for me first, okay?"