I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing was startled a little, he moved to the side to prevent himself from facing the door, and slightly opened his eyes: "I locked the door, why are you..."

Immediately he saw the small card issued by Dong Zheng.

Cui Zuojing: "............"

He had to sigh that Dong Zheng's skill in opening the door lock was perfect, and he sat on the edge of the bed. Cui Zuojing looked at Dong Zheng, the servant of the wind and dust, and asked, "You are not afraid of being someone else in this room?"

"I feel like someone in this room wants to meet, so I came in." Dong Zheng closed the door, and the sound of the door lock clicked to touch the eardrums of the two people.

Cui Zuojing felt a little embarrassed, especially now that he only wrapped a bath towel around him, he shrunk his neck so that half of his face was hidden behind the towel and said, "Are you only yourself?"

"The competitions in other venues should not be over, only the three people selected by us came in." Dong Zheng walked over and reached out and gently touched Cui Zuojing's face, perhaps because he had just taken a bath, The young man's skin showed unusual temperatures, as if to warm his heart through his palm.

There was a breath of blood and dust in his fingers.

Cui Zuojing could feel that Dong Zheng wanted to do something more intimate. He was alert and even his ears were about to erect, but in the end the man just took a few strokes with nostalgia and then withdrew his hand.He unbuttoned his coat, put the dirty clothes in the empty storage box beside the wall, and walked toward the bathroom: "I take a shower first."

The white mang’s heat in the bathroom has not dissipated, and there are pink blood stains on the floor. Obviously the person who took the bath was not cleaned at all. Dong Zheng picked up Cui Zuojing’s dirty clothes between the corners of the floor. It was completely wetted by water, and the blood-red water could be squeezed out with one hand.

Really...

He shook his head helplessly and couldn't handle the clothes for the time being. He could only fold it up and put it in place. With the sound of the "table bell" being untied, Dong Zheng closed the door with his backhand.

Then the sound of the water rang, and Cui Zuojing glanced toward the bathroom, quickly removed the towel from his head, opened the closet and found a suit to put on, and detached from the naked state. Cui Zuojing felt that he was finally safe.

The prisoner's link has not been restored. Cui Zuojing speculates that it is still in the venue. He went to the window and opened the heavy curtains. It was dark outside, but he could vaguely see the outline of the mountain forest under the crescent moon and the trees and shadows.

The sound of the water across the door rang, Cui Zuojing was not able to concentrate, he had to admit that he missed Dong Zheng a little, since the two met each other, this was the first time they really separated, there was no prisoner induction, There is no way of contacting, and each has spent three days in life and death.

He is used to the existence of another person in his life.

It doesn't look very good...Cui Zuojing thought silently that there was nothing beautiful outside. He sat back to the bed and picked up the Tang knife leaning against the corner. When he was taking a bath, he even washed it with the knife. There are also drops of water.

Randomly looking for a cloth, Cui Zuojing crossed his legs and wiped the surface of the knife, so that he could calm down and not think about anything else.

Look at the blood trough on this knife, how fierce, this relief, how beautiful, this blade, how sharp!

The sound of water finally stopped, and Cui Zuojing's ears immediately stood up, and he didn't even bother to continue his work.

There was no movement.

Cui Zuojing raised his eyebrows, placed the knife that had been polished to reflect on the wall. When he saw the book on the bed, he lay on the bed and opened a page, staring at the lines of words to force himself not to go. listen.

After two minutes of silence, Dong Zheng's voice came from behind the door: "Azu, can you get me a dress?"

Cui Zuojing loosed his hand, and the book hit his face directly.

He rubbed his nose and patted the book on the bed, gritted his teeth fiercely, and took another note to Dong Zheng in his heart.

Can Dong Zheng forget to take clothes with a shower?He was definitely intentional!Absolutely!

Don't give it to you.Cui Zuojing won't let him succeed, shouting loudly: "I don't!"

Dong Zheng did not answer over there. Cui Zuojing stared at the book and heard the bathroom door unscrewed a few seconds later.

He glanced over the pages of the book and glanced quietly. Dong Zheng was just like he just did. There was only a bath towel around his waist. After training with Cui Zuojing's devil, his current figure is absolutely one-for-one, muscles It's sturdy but not as exaggerated as those made by eating protein powder, it's a very explosive one.

Cui Zuojing's eyes flicked to Dong Zheng's face and found that he had shaved his beard and cut his hair a bit shorter. The whole person was very energetic and could pull out a group of portraits as a male model.

It was not annoying that Cui Zuojing refused Dong Zheng. He found the clothes that fit him from the closet, so he unfolded the towel around his waist to Cui Zuojing.

Cui Zuojing: ..............................

The teenager withdrew his gaze with a disdainful face, and it really was good to grow tall, and it looked very manly. Why did he stop standing tall and not even there... Ahhhhhh!

Dong Zheng saw Tang Dao by the wall and asked, "Did you take it back?"

Tang Dao barrier month was originally brought by Dong Zheng, but after entering the venue, all the large weapons on them disappeared, and Tang Dao also disappeared.

Cui Zuojing pretended to be cold and said: "The clown gave it to me, he had been there before."

Dong Zheng wore a sports suit and tied a loose button around his waist. He sat down beside the bed, staring sideways at the teenager who didn't look at him, and leaned in to print a restraint on Cui Zuojing's cheek. Gentle kiss.

"do you miss me?"

Cui Zuojing glanced at the text line by line, insisting: "No."

Nothing is fake. For the first time, the two separated for a long time, resting in the factory steel frame late at night, listening to the chaotic battle sounds coming from somewhere, lonely and empty as the shadows follow, at this time, he will miss other people.

...Especially Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng smiled. He reached out and pinched Cui Zuojing's cheek, pinched not much meat on his face to the middle, his mouth grunted, and whispered: "I miss you."

A statement that clearly stated the facts, but it sounded in Cui Zuojing's ears, but made his heart jump, and even breathing could not help but speed up a little, he wanted to stretch his lips without showing a strange expression, Dong Zheng did Leaned straight over and printed a kiss on it.

A book that hadn't been read in a word fell on his chest. Cui Zuojing was burnt by the scorching breath from Dong Zheng, raised his head slightly back, and then clasped the back of his head with one hand, deepening the kiss .

There was no resistance and no catering, just like many times before, he gave Dong Zheng a chance to let it go.

Dong Zheng fumbled with his other hand, and touched Cui Zuojing's fingertips, so he grabbed his hand. The fingertips passed through the gap between the five fingers of the teenager and held tightly, interlocking his fingers.

Both Cui Zuojing and Dong Zhengzheng had damp moisture on their hair. Dong Zheng raised the hands they held together and placed them on his chest.

With a thin layer of clothing, Cui Zuojing could clearly feel the heart beating in that chest.

Dong Zheng still has the taste of mint toothpaste between his lips and teeth. The last time was pineapple candy. No matter what the taste was, he could always dominate all his taste buds.

He was suffocating.

Even so, Cui Zuojing still did not hide, his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, betraying his inner tension.

Or Dong Zheng was the first to separate from him. He stared at the young man in front of him, and pressed his thumb to the ruddy lower lip, and asked, "How can I be so good today?"

Cui Zuojing wiped his mouth with his hand and whispered, "Who told you to save my life?"

Dong Zheng was stunned, remembering that when he was in the final card battle, he suddenly found that the growth of Arabidopsis in the center of the core reflecting Cui Zuojing's status suddenly became very bad.He immediately used it twice, partially aware of the grass next to the grass that was curled up, infused with some spiritual power, and kept waiting until the Arabidopsis was in good condition.

Cui Zuojing really encountered danger at that time.

Cui Zuojing leaned on the head of the bed, and Dong Zheng was very close because he leaned up and kissed him. He put Cui Zuojing on the bed with one hand and supported the bed with one hand, almost encircling the young man in his arms. in.Cui Zuojing didn't like this kind of oppressive posture, reached out and pushed Dong Zheng to make him stand up straight.

"Oh, how are you doing there?"

If Dong Zheng really hid in the safe room for three days as the clown said, then he can still get the knockout place here, which can only explain one thing-the difficulty of his venue may be beyond imagination. As for the other pilgrims, they found nothing.

Dong Zheng told him roughly what happened in the space prison, because Murphy was still in his core, he deliberately concealed Murphy's existence, and did not tell Cui Zuojing for the time being.

He can be sure that Murphy spread through sensory contact, and now Cui Zuojing is likely to be infected too, but this is something that cannot be stopped or reversed.

Cui Zuojing was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Dong Zheng's situation would be so difficult. If the factory's difficulty is ordinary, Dong Zheng's experience may be a nightmare mode above the difficulty.

"How do I feel that the clown was deliberate?" he murmured softly.

"But fortunately, I didn't suffer any injuries, and I managed to get here." Dong Zheng touched a little bit along the back of Cui Zuojing's hand, fingers extended into the sleeve of his sleeve, rubbing a small piece of skin on the inside of his wrist.

On top of it, there are three seals set by the queen, and the bottom one has been unlocked.

Cui Zuojing ignored Dong Zheng’s unreliable manipulative footwork, and the hatchback was silent for a moment. He suddenly said: "Yes, do you have another way to contact me?"

"Yes, would you like to see it?" Dong Zheng looked at the retro-shaped clockstand beside the wall and said, "Close your eyes and relax. I will take you into the core."

Dong Zheng invaded Cui Zuojing’s mental space many times while practicing his abilities. They all knew a lot about each other’s consciousness. Cui Zuojing obeyed his words and closed his eyes to let Fang just kiss. The tense spirit slowly relaxed.

A strange feeling gradually wrapped him up, warm, steady and quiet, just like Dong Zheng.

Suddenly, Cui Zuojing felt that his hand was being held. In fact, Dong Zheng had always held his hand and did not release it. How could it feel like this process was being held?

His eyelashes moved, and despite his curiosity, he did not actively open his eyes.

There was an indescribable hidden voice in his ear, and the wind blew his cheeks, and it seemed that he was passing by quickly.

"Okay." At the moment Dong Zheng's voice sounded, Cui Zuojing finally couldn't wait to open his eyes, so the towering temple standing in the sky distorted the space to the information highway in all directions, and the huge security phages and eyesight in the screen field The towering firewall in the distance all reflected in his dark eyes.

-This is Dong Zheng's world.