In the distant void, two spots of light faced each other from a distance.

The slender branches swayed below them like duckweed drifting aimlessly. When the branches and leaves swept across the dense small bubbles, they extended their slender roots and plunged into them.

After a long time, 011 gently shook its head.

"This is unbelievable."

It clearly didn't have a real heart and blood, but it felt the blood in its chest churning. Its whole body was almost trembling. In addition to the shock, it was a series of crazy thoughts. If 303 could do it, could other systems also …

"No, that's not right."

011 suddenly reacted and asked in surprise, "Your serial number is only 25. How do you know about things that happened so long ago?"

025 yawned indifferently and said with a smile, "Hearsay, or … someone left a paper file. Who knows?"

011 stared at it.

The spot of light in front of it flickered, like watching a fire from the other side of the river. The faint shadow of the flame floated above the misty dark lake.

It was the same as 025.

025 always had a nonchalant and silly look, happily calling everyone brothers. But 011 knew that this guy had removed his heart completely. It was incomparably distant from everyone and could see through things more clearly than anyone else.

While all the systems were working diligently, waiting to accumulate experience so that they could sit at the top of the company and retire happily, 025 was drifting away from everyone. 011 had seen it floating in the endless void several times, looking at the giant tree that ran through the sky from afar. Its eyes were cold and thin, and there was a trace of coldness, as if it was looking at an insurmountable thousand-foot iceberg.

It was well aware of many subtle loopholes in the company's system and was best at skirting around the edges. It was just that 025 had a good relationship with people and got along well with everyone. Therefore, even if its performance was poor, it had never fallen into the category of the last elimination system and had never been criticized by the leaders.

Strangely, when 025 did these things, it never avoided 011.

… It probably felt that its mouth was tight and had no interest in spreading it around.

"So, you've been lying to me?" 011 said, "The hundred-year holiday in the last world was also fake, right?"

025's rare calm expression was swept away with a glimmer of light, revealing some common uneasiness.

It flew forward again and carefully rubbed against 011's side. It whispered, "Yeah, I'm just … trying to help you."

011 remained unmoved and said indifferently, "You were the one who chose the small world for the holiday. My identity and background inside … were all arranged by you?"

"Well …"

Book 025 was still a little uncertain.

But 011's eyes were like torches, shooting daggers at it. It instantly cowered and said obediently, "Okay, I arranged it."

After that, it raised its head arrogantly and flew around 011, shouting, "Hey, why are you looking at me like that? I want to chase you!

Don't tell me you haven't noticed after so long? "

Glancing at 025, who was pretending to be calm but was actually nervous, 011 turned his head and snorted lightly.

Chase after me?

He seemed … a little tempted.

No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, the experience in the small world had a little impact on 011.

But when he thought about how those encounters, acquaintances, and even the feelings that grew over time were all deliberately planned by someone, 011 felt a little depressed.

It thought to itself, forget it. 025 only knew how to hit the snake with the stick. He couldn't say many words of truth from his mouth.

011 said, "I'm going back. You are still waiting for me."

"Hey, don't worry!"

Seeing that 011 was about to leave, 025 instantly became anxious.

"The two of them are still enjoying the joy of bed. Why are you in such a hurry to go back? Are you going to be a third wheel?"

As it chased after her, it shouted, "Why don't you give me a reply? I'm chasing you. Don't you feel anything?"

"… Yes, I've decided to increase the protection level of my firewall by three more coefficients."

"F * ck!

What kind of image do you have of me in your heart? Would I secretly crack your firewall?

Besides, there's nothing in your system core except a stack of waste paper. Why do you need such a high protection level? "

"… You still say you haven't cracked my firewall!"

The noise in the form of radio waves spread far and wide in the infinite void.

It was like a stone thrown into a deep lake, setting off ripples that went back and forth, bringing a trace of vitality to the eternally dead world.

Two glimmers of light flashed through the darkness. First, they chased each other, then clustered around each other. Wherever they passed, they drew a graceful arc, like a bright meteor streaking across the sky, tearing the sky apart, sprinkling down a large amount of flowing light that didn't dissipate for a long time.

…

When Xie Ziyou slowly opened his eyes, it was already dawn the next day.

The sky outside the window was bright. The window lattice was pushed open by a small gap. The morning wind was gentle, bringing with it a unique fragrance of grass and dew.

The person who opened the window was afraid that he would find it too cold, so they lifted the thin curtain again, slightly blocking him. At this moment, with the breeze blowing, the ends of the thin gauze fluttered like a skirt. It was a cheerful dance.

… It was as cheerful as when someone messed around with him last night.

So annoying!

Xie Ziyou groaned and turned over, covering his sore back. He wanted to cry.

That bastard clearly only had one more tail, but it was as if he had grown a dozen more hands, able to take care of everything at the same time. The nimble and slightly cold tip of the tail was extremely provocative, causing him to tremble all over. His five fingers tightly clenched the satin beneath him, but he was unable to release it in the slightest.

Even now, when Xie Ziyou turned over, the soft and smooth brocade quilt slid over his legs, still causing a hot sensation. He subconsciously shivered and clenched his teeth.

So much for being a snake!

If that fellow turned into a tree spirit or a tentacle monster, wouldn't he die on this bed?

The more Xie Ziyou thought about it, the more depressed he felt.

As a cultivator, his cultivation level wasn't weak, so he shouldn't have been tormented like this. It was just that the two of them had reunited after a long time, and they had never played with each other before, so they went overboard.

He understood Xie Heng's temperament. He was intelligent and eager to learn, and he was best at drawing parallels. Especially when it came to that matter, he had an almost endless curiosity and desire to explore.

Today, he let that bastard know the wonderful use of his tail. Sooner or later, his thoughts would diverge and he would associate it with other messy things …

A mosaic image flashed through his mind. Xie Ziyou frowned and raised his hand to pull the brocade quilt over his suddenly burning cheeks.

Worry, fear, nervousness … and there seemed to be a little bit of expectation?

Oh no!

It was said that those who were close to ink were stained black. He must have been infected by that bastard Xie Heng!

When Xie Heng stepped into the room, this was the scene he saw —

The window lattice was half open, and the gauze fluttered in the wind. Under the brilliant morning light, a beautiful young man lay on his side on the light-colored satin. The corners of his watery eyes were bright red, and his slightly swollen lips were even more eye-catching. At a glance, it made one's blood boil.

The brocade quilt was pulled up to his forearm. Although it covered most of his body, it revealed his thin shoulders of Fair Complexion.

His black hair was like a waterfall, and it was slightly messy because of the night's absurdity. A few strands of fluffy hair stood up, which made his skin even more Fair Complexion like porcelain.

A few strands of hair fell from her shoulder, revealing an ambiguous red mark between them. It was intense and erotic, as if someone had once held her shoulder and licked and kissed her incessantly between her lips and teeth. Fresh marks were sucked all the way down, slowly disappearing under the dark brocade quilt.

A warm current rose in his body and suddenly rushed down. Xie Heng's eyes darkened, and he pursed his slightly dry lips.

… But no, You is already very tired.

Xie Heng took a few deep breaths and suppressed his impulse. Then he quickly walked into the room and gently put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the bedside.

A few pieces of spring onion were sprinkled on the meat porridge, and the aroma filled the room.

Xie Ziyou curled up in the quilt, but his nose couldn't help but twitch a few times. His long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva. His plan to pretend to be asleep suddenly fell through.

Xie Heng snickered.

He lifted the curtains by the window and put them aside. Without any obstruction, the cool breeze immediately swarmed in like a fish that had found bait.

The lingering smell in the room faded slightly and was replaced by a fresh fragrance of plants.

"You?" Xie Heng moved closer to Xie Ziyou's ear and whispered, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

He lowered his voice. His voice was not as clear as before, but had a hint of hoarseness from a night of indulgence. It was low and sexy, like the autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves. His warm breath fell on Xie Ziyou's ear, causing her to feel limp and numb.

Xie Ziyou turned his head awkwardly and pulled the quilt up a few times. Half of his face was hidden under the quilt, and he said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry."

"Eat some." Xie Heng advised, "Your physical strength can't keep up."

Physical strength?

What do I need physical strength for?

To accompany you in your nonsense?

Xie Ziyou was angry when he heard it.

He suddenly turned over and his disdainful gaze fell on Xie Heng's concerned face. His eyes swept across the familiar handsome face, and his heart suddenly moved.

Xie Ziyou raised his thin eyebrows slightly and said provocatively, "I can eat. I want to eat snake soup. You can make it."

It's best to chop off that stinky tail!

"Snake soup?" Xie Heng was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly, "Why do you want to eat snake soup again?"

The young man leaned over slightly and pressed his lips against Xie Ziyou's ear. His left hand gently rested on his lover's body, and he hugged Xie Ziyou tightly through the quilt and asked softly, "Didn't you eat enough yesterday?"

"… Huh?" Xie Ziyou's eyes widened in confusion.

"Didn't I feed you a lot yesterday?" Xie Heng laughed softly, "The fragrant and thick kind, and the snake penis … You bit it so tightly."

Xie Ziyou, "!!!"

Damn it!

He was angry and anxious, and his breath was stuck in his throat. His chest felt stuffy, but he couldn't say a word. The stimulating scene from last night began to play in his mind on a 360-degree cycle …

The next month was going to start hurting again.

It wasn't just the soreness caused by fatigue, but the pain was mixed with a trace of numbness. The smooth side of the quilt rubbed against the skin, and the fine quilt was like flowing water. At this moment, the friction actually caused an itch, and it was showing signs of spreading.

Xie Ziyou was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He angrily glared at Xie Hengyi, but he didn't know that his beautiful peach blossom eyes were misty, and the slender corners of his eyes were enchanting. Just one look was enough to make one's heart sway and lose control.

Xiuzhe's body was very strong, and most of the bruises had already disappeared, leaving only a gorgeous red halo.

Xie Ziyou's complexion was originally Fair Complexion, and at this moment, it was like rouge had fallen on porcelain, gorgeous and charming, causing people to be infatuated.

Xie Heng stared blankly, and a trace of infatuation appeared in his eyes.

The slender dark green tail moved according to his will, and it silently lifted a corner of the quilt and went inside.

Xie Ziyou was originally lying on the bed sulking, but after a few seconds, he suddenly felt some strange movement behind him. Something slippery was quietly wrapping around his ankle, and sliding up his thin calf.

The hard outer skin scraped against his delicate skin, and the slightly rough scales rubbed against him gently. It didn't hurt, but it caused an itch wherever it passed, making him feel so comfortable that he almost trembled.

"What are you doing?!"

Xie Ziyou's breathing was rapid, and he suddenly stretched out his arm, trying to grab the snake tail that was messing around behind him. "Don't move!

Xie Heng, I'm warning you, don't even think about it — — Hiss! "

The snake tail was nimble, and its surface was smooth. Not only did he fail to grab hold of the snake tail, but because he twisted his body, he revealed a flaw, allowing the snake tail to seize the opportunity and go inside.

His broad and strong arms came down from behind, firmly protecting Xie Ziyou in his embrace.

His lover's struggle was very perfunctory, and there was a hint of resistance.

Xie Heng understood and pulled down the thin curtain to block the spring scenery in the room.

A cool breeze blew through the hall, and it was pleasant and long. It blew the new leaves, and the light moved the shallow flowers. A few crisp chirps came from outside the window, and it sounded like a pair of orioles flying low over the eaves.

…

Halfway up the Six Peaks, outside the Enchanted Garden, a black-clothed young man unexpectedly arrived.

His clothes were fluttering, and his expression was solemn.

Hu Ke stood in front of Cui Hai, his eyebrows lowered, and his handsome face was full of uneasiness.

He opened his mouth hesitantly, but after a few mumbles, he didn't say anything in the end.

The young man's hands, which were hidden under his wide sleeves, clenched slightly, and a thin book was pinched between his thin fingers. The cover was stained with a bit of blood, and it was air-dried and condensed, showing a jet-black color.

— — Should he tell Brother Cui?

But the dying dog monster told him that he couldn't tell anyone about the cultivation method before he mastered it …

Hu Ke's heart was in a dilemma. At the same time, Cui Hai finally spoke slowly.

"Recently … have you heard any rumors?"