Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Chu MuYun’s heart skipped a beat…

Couldn’t die? Why couldn’t he die?

He was influenced by the fragments of that dream, he only felt that the child was immortal but he completely ignored that the current Yan Chen was not that child at all.

It is true that the Seven Demon Lords can live forever, but they are also mortal.

Didn’t Xie QianLan die once? If he hadn’t used the sacrificial array for him, Lust would have died at that time!

Yan Chen will die, really will die.

Chu MuYun woke up suddenly, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

 “Yan Chen…” Chu MuYun held his hand and said seriously, “Can you cancel the plum feast?”

Yan Chen smiled and teased him in a good mood: “Then I won’t promise you I’ll agree when you propose.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Chu MuYun responded quickly the moment his words fell.

The smile in Yan Chen’s eyes faded a bit: “Don’t make trouble, if you don’t propose, you will die.”

Chu MuYun paused slightly.

Yan Chen stared at him and could easily see his thoughts: “You think too much, I won’t do stupid things.”

Chu MuYun frowned and said again: “No marriage proposal, I’ll stay with you, as long as we can be together.”

His words were so sweet that his heart softened. Yan Chen knew that it was just sympathy caused by anxiety but he couldn’t help but feel the heat surging in his heart: “Are you afraid that I will seek death?”

Chu MuYun was silent.

Seeing the way his eyes drooped, Yan Chen suddenly felt itchy in his heart and wanted to kiss him, but knowing that this was just drinking poison to quench his thirst, he held back: “I’m not that idiot Xie QianLan, why should I die?”

How could Chu MuYun be so easy to deceive?

Yan Chen held him back, his palm was attached to the back of his smooth hand and his voice was cold: “I’m not that stupid, I’ll really have nothing if I die. I’ll teach you this and I’m greedy for this half a month’s time, because I intend to let you go. You don’t love me, but you also don’t love any of them. From this point of view, everyone is fair. Instead of entanglement, it’s better to sit together, see clearly and have a clean break.”

This was indeed true. Yan Chen is actually a relatively cold and selfish person.

This can be seen back then, when the Ice Spirit Beast gave him so much, but he was still able to continue to train him with a cold face when his heart was moved.

Intellectually, Chu MuYun also felt that Yan Chen would not die but he couldn’t help thinking this way emotionally.

It was probably because of that dream, because he clearly felt that the Little Yan Chen in the dream, when he couldn’t get him, thought of death.

Chu MuYun calmed down and decided to take a step forward. Now there is no way to coax Yan Chen, he can only play by ear, if he really doesn’t want to live, then he…

—well, it’s just as simple as giving him his life.

Because of this conversation, Yan Chen was in a much better mood and he took Chu MuYun outside to taste wine and enjoy flowers in the plum blossom forest.

Chu MuYun was quite reserved at first.

Yan Chen laughed at him: “The wine is prepared for you, don’t you want to drink it?”

There was something in his words and, after following him for more than a thousand years, Yan Chen knew his preferences better than anyone else.

For example, he was not picky about food but he really liked the contents of this cup. However Chu MuYun was always self-controlled and, if he didn’t want others to know what he liked, he would still keep it secret.

Several bodies, different temperaments and preferences, he listed them clearly and remembered them clearly.

But Yan Chen had seen his private side when he was relaxed and thought no one was watching. He gradually forgot Chu MuYun, the ice spirit beast, Shen Yun and Ling Mu, only leaving that one person whose name was unknown. He was a real person, extremely real, making his heart tremble all the time.

If you encounter the word love, you will probably become a fool.

Yan Chen smiled inexplicably, picked up the wine glass and touched Chu MuYun’s rim: “With me, what are you restrained for? I know everything already so there is really no need to be restrained.”

“That’s true.” Chu MuYun also smiled, sat on the soft couch, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Yan Chen looked at the curve of his upturned neck, his eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the hotness and obsession in his eyes.

In the cold winter frost and snow, looking at the dazzling red plums, drinking a pot of strong wine, and chatting occasionally, the atmosphere is rare and comfortable.

It is not alcohol that makes one drunk sometimes, but people who make themselves drunk. Yan Chen’s alcohol tolerance was not low and Chu MuYun never got drunk , but in this warm atmosphere amidst the icy wind and snow, both of them felt a little drunk.

It was unknown who took the initiative but after they kissed each other, it was hard to part.

When you are clear-headed, you know that it is poison and that you should not touch it. That if you did you would not be able to quit it. However, people are always greedy. Once, twice, three times, or four times, no matter how many times, it is not enough.

But after getting drunk, the nerves relax and the force of recklessness surges up, no matter whether one is normally rational or calm, logic would flap its wings and fly away without turning his head.

At first, Yan Chen was lingering with him tenderly and meticulously, but after entering, the tightness and frenzy swept over like crazy, imprisoning his soul domineeringly, arousing all the darkness and paranoia. He wished that this moment would last forever , wished that this was eternity and the end, wishing that everything would stop at this moment…

Chu MuYun was slightly drunk, hooked his neck and kissed him. What he got in return was like a storm, overwhelming but permeated with desperate aggression and possession.

When it was over, Chu MuYun had already passed out.

Yan Chen looked at him carefully under the light of the moon… But the more he looked, the more he couldn’t see clearly, and the more he looked, the more blurred his vision became, until a drop of cold water fell from the corner of his eyes.

Yan Chen reached out to touch his eyes and was stunned when he saw the water stains on his fingers.

After a long time, he held Chu MuYun to wash him and then he carried Chu MuYun back to the outer room, placing him on Chu MuYun’s own bed.

Yan Chen returned to the bedroom. In the warm room, what fell on him was an extremely cold blanket.

Chu MuYun slept very well, the first half of the night passed by in a flash but, in the second half of the night, he started to have ‘dreams’ again.

Chu MuYun has adapted very well to this and was even waiting for more ‘dreams’ to appear.

He thought he would see Yan Chen, maybe this time he would be a teenager and should know what he was doing.

But to Chu MuYun’s surprise, it was still a child who appeared in front of him.

Wearing a beautiful dress, with long hair hanging loose, red lips and white teeth, he had a delicate appearance like a delicate little girl.

Chu MuYun thought about it and then looked at his forehead, but he didn’t find the bright red cinnabar mole.

But even without the mole between the eyebrows, Chu MuYun was sure that it was Shen ShuiYan.

Why dream of Shen ShuiYan?

Before Chu MuYun had time to think about it, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The bright red blood wet the beautiful armband and the dripping blood fell down and landed on the desolate ground, turning into a small puddle.

The anger in Chu MuYun’s heart couldn’t be suppressed: “What are you doing?” 

The little Shen ShuiYan said expressionlessly, “You can go, I don’t want this arm anymore.”