Dark Blood Age

During the struggle, Chu Yunsheng's hand gradually left her lips.

But she dared not cry out for help, and once she was known, she could not be human, let alone confront her daughter.

Although her clothes were stripped off, she calmed down abnormally, she was not a woman of ordinary intelligence, passed through the initial panic, quickly realizing that the more she struggled at this time, the easier it was to stimulate the aggressor's frenzy, and she tried to procrastinate and behave as gently as possible:

“Chu, Auntie can give it to you, but it's too unhygienic right now. Can you take a bath first? ”

……

Without any effect, Chu Yunsheng is still tearing her clothes.

Faced with failure, she was not discouraged and immediately changed her mind, saying:

“Chu, you're too young to ruin your life with impulse. If you need it, Auntie will introduce you to your girlfriend. It must be prettier than Auntie and suitable for you. ”

……

She bit the word "aunt” very hard and the tone was very sincere, but it still didn't seem to work, Chu Yunsheng began to tear his own clothes.

The situation has reached a critical moment, and the next step is,, in the face of another failure, she still hasn't given up. As long as she hasn't crossed that step, she still has a chance. Hold Chu Yun lifting her trouser belt hands tightly, and change the angle again, said:

“Think about it, Chu. If you did, what would your friends think of you? What will the film think of you? How could your aunt and uncle at the hospital trust you to do something like this? And your cousins and cousins. You're my brother. What do they think of you? ”

……

This time, her words seemed to hit a key point of Chu Yunsheng, causing him to frenzy, excited and slightly shrink his pupils, slowing down the movement of his hands, as if he was struggling with hesitation, or, in other words, with some kind of magnified uncontrolled desire.

Found a slight change in Chu Yunsheng. She immediately understood where Chu Yunsheng's weakness was. Release a left hand that was essentially futile to stop Chu Yunsheng from doing something more meaningful. Bring the photo frame of Song Ying on the bed and hold it up in front of Chu Yunsheng. Hurry up and say:

“Chu, you are a loved one, and you do this not only to hurt you, but also to hurt them. I have family too, and you'll hurt me, hurt Shadow. ”

Chu Yun gradually stopped there, his hands and feet stifled, that lustful voice still laid the heavens and the earth, because it felt that it would not harm anyone, and thus fiercely struggled, yet his reason and calm, while fleeing the rage of an ark in the sea, no longer seemed to collapse like a rush before.

She took a hot shot at Song Shadow's photo and continued: “Chu, think about it. If you do, how do you want me to face the shadow and how do you want my daughter to look at me? Also, you are young and will have children in the future, how do you want your children to see you and her father in the future!? ”

The last sentence, like the constant sharp sword hit Chu Yunsheng's death point, he "jumped out of bed in horror” and took a few steps backwards!

In the mind, a calm and sensible loud voice echoes:

Can't you really hurt anybody? So how will you face your daughter? You still deserve to be a father!

……

That huge voice carried a cold, murderous atmosphere and stepped out of the hundreds of millions of pieces, such as the chilling blade in the hands of the bravest warrior, pouring into the instinctive desire of consciousness. With the full assistance of black gas energy, both sides reluctantly suppressed the sound of the temptation of the flames.

The foreign power, which seemed severely traumatized, seemed silently relieved, sighed more anxiously, retreating without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

In the moment when temptation is about to disappear, Chu Yun rose in trance to hear a very small, almost instantaneous song of a wonderful young girl, as if from a distant realm of fairy realms, is the most beautiful song in the world, mysterious yet extremely beautiful, inevitably producing an aspirational divine thought.

Then he felt a bondage loosened deep in his soul, as if suddenly it had penetrated into a clear air in a damp, suffocating dark swamp.

Unfortunately, the sound of the song was incomprehensible, much less flimsy, or even memorable. In a moment of awakening, it disappeared invisible and invisible, and the door that seemed to emit the song was closed again.

……

“I'm sorry! ”

Chu Yunsheng recovered his senses, turned his back, faced the scattered desk, looked for words, but under the turbulent scene of the room, all languages appeared pale and powerless, can only say these three words.

His intestines regretted and he couldn't help but give the troubled object away. Anyway, it was basically useless to cause trouble in the world of pseudo-tablets. However, it was clear to him that it was not the innocent thing that really caused the troubles, whether hormonal or sexual hormone, that physiological stimulus could not cause him to lose his mind, let alone make him act like a beast and animal.

The problem is with him! Exactly, out in his sense of self.

The tempting sound, the panic and anger that fuels darkness, and finally the enormous and grim question, are his own voice, his own thoughts, his own ideas, consciousness and emotions, not imposed on him by anyone or any outside factor!

Living to this age, he will not refuse to admit his problems, let alone the ostriches who buried their heads in the sand to escape the reality.

He needs to analyze the anatomy. Where is the problem?

He does not deny that there are “evil wolves” in his heart. He does not understand the question of whether evil is good or evil. He only knows that the reason why people distinguish between animals and normal people is because the human brain is a balance of restraint, knowing what can be done and what cannot be done. Once the balance is broken, some consciousness or emotion occupies the absolute upper hand, such as hatred, anger, desire, lust and even envy, etc., some unjustifiable extreme behavior, such as homicidal rape and deception pits, etc., seems unreasonable, but does follow the general law of what kind of consciousness governs what actions.

He has also been angry, desperate, extreme, always thought it was normal, emotional outbursts and needs, but it would be unusual if it became easier to be angry, easier to despair, easier to be extreme.

It was not until today that he realized for the first time that he was almost at risk of making a big mistake, and what happened today also provided him with the best opportunity to discover the problem, unlike before, this time he was able to remember clearly the whole process of the whole thing, including the emotional clashes of intense confrontation in consciousness.

He remembers a psychologist saying that consciousness and emotion are also energies, just invisible and untouchable, and that his thoughts are the exact opposite, and from what just happened, he guessed whether energy influenced conscious emotions and amplified them?

He doesn't have much information but can only guess one or two from black gas. He doesn't know if black gas energy is destructive or not, but he does know that black gas can absorb panic or cause panic, amplify anger, and so on, there must be some kind of energy he doesn't know that amplifies the "evil wolf” in his heart, or the desire to make hormones impulse.

Perhaps it was these chaotic energy interventions that prevented his head from maintaining the established balance, suddenly amplifying his anger, suddenly amplifying his desire, and every outbreak of a breakthrough in balance put him in a deadly dilemma.

If the cause of the problem was here, there were only two solutions that he could think of.

First, extinguishing its root causes, no root fire, the base number is zero, how can it be scaled up is futile. Although this method is good, it is not possible to achieve it at all. Chu Yunsheng does not consider himself a bad person, but it also cannot erase the often cold and uneventful will come up with an evil idea, and various conscious thoughts and emotions themselves are the colorful meaning of living, all of which are erased, rather than dead.

The second approach is to deal with people as they deal with them. Today, the energy of indulgence sits high and suppresses the decline of black gas energy, which is the cause of today's dangerous mistake, so it is more urgent to find ways to strengthen black gas than the cultivation of the meta-energy environment.

In the previous intense exchange of ideas, he found that he was right to say one thing. He had also realized before in the plant forest that his strength grew stronger and stronger with the cultivation of energy. In the subconscious, he became more and more proud and more confident. Therefore, the behavioral balance was actually still broken by himself, he could not hang on to others. Energy was just a magnifying tool under conscious and unconscious use.

It all started with him!

Perhaps it was only at this point that he really understood what some of his predecessors had repeatedly said, that everything, including mucus, weapons, martial arts, etc., was just a tool, and cultivating oneself was fundamental.

His inability to achieve the seniors' mood, the very strong force, the transformation of the environment, the world of solitude, etc., has a great psychological impact on him. Compared to the seniors' peaceful mood, it can be said that it is neither childish nor excessive. Perhaps only the birth of a spirit can finally solve the problem, but he also understands the reality. At his current level, he is far from the seniors' peaceful realm and cannot solve the problem quickly in the most correct way. This is a long-term process and can only be solved by external intervention at the moment.

So, in order to restore the balance, he had to use black gas energy as a regulating weapon, which was also the only tool he had at his disposal to manipulate and interfere with the balance.

It's just that the source of black gas is not yet known, whether it can be cultivated or not, it's a mist, there is no model of teaching material to learn from, no one can give guidance, everything needs to be explored by him or even create a whole new system.

Fortunately, and not at all, Black Gas had something to do with his own change of consciousness and emotions, which he knew, but he wouldn't use his own emotions to practice Black Gas, which was totally suicidal, which was undesirable, and the only clue left was the strange effect that Polymer had had on the Arctic base when the arrow broke.

Even so, however, the risks are enormous and it is necessary to find out how black gas is different in principle and what its side effects are as an energy substitute for metabolism.

This is also a complex project that requires long and tireless research, and the current awkward situation is totally inappropriate.

He saw an exposed business card from a small black bag scattered around the table. The Chinese word “Su Qian” was written on one side. I think it must be her real name. At this time, a calm voice came from behind him:

“Turn around. ”

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