The Way of the Sword (BL)

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SHORT CHAPTER

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It was only a brief moment longer the eyes of Zemin Yan and the beautiful war god met. His eyes were dark and deep, the pupil was barely discernible within that dark iris.

It was the kind of look that seemed to read his soul and know all the secrets, it was also somewhat mysterious and scary, like a night quite dark, like when clouds cover the sky on stormy days.

Zemin Yan felt strange, he felt scared and excited, the sacred power began to vibrate within his blood, not just him, but even Sying in his arms seemed to feel something.

"There's terrifying energy coming from this man ... It's diabolical ... Strange ... I like that energy ..." thought Sying, feeling curious as he looked at that powerful martial cultivator.

Zemin Yan felt something similar to what Sying felt as if there was attractive energy in those dark eyes. Obscene, devilish darkness that made him frightened and excited, as if he had found something desirable, but that was forbidden at the same time.

It was only a brief moment, soon the god of war was gone, like a flash of light he disappeared from where he was. All the other cultivator came back from their stupor, soon they moved again and re-entered the beastly plane.

Zemin Yan's friends also returned to normal, all were relieved to have escaped death, while being encouraged to see the "true" strength of the Celestial Sword sect.

Chu Yue was still shaking a little, after all, she was just a 10-year-old girl who had not seen the "real mighty ones" in the world. She had never even seen a demonic beast, so an army of devils was too shocking for her.

Quian Dalai unlike his female colleague, he felt scared, but there was also an infinite joy of knowing that there were powerful enemies and allies he could challenge in the future.

Yi Yuga felt a similar sentiment to that of Quian Dalai, but he was more worried if he would become strong enough to protect his brother Yan from this kind of devil army or from powerful human cultivators.

Zemin Yan was disappointed that the God of War was gone, he felt a strange emptiness in his heart, but the sacred energy, which was agitated and that was making his body warm, strangely returned to be gentle energy.

The little white dog, Sying, also felt strange about the God of War's coming, the mysterious energy at once familiar that the human-emitted, it was delicious and dangerous, but it felt strangely secure.

"What's that energy?" Sying thought as he tried to remember where he felt that energy before.

All the children had similar thoughts of relief, fear and excitement, they were so lost in thought that they did not notice Wen Jie and Shou Zuo holding hands, nor did they even realize it, as they were in the midst of a sense of relief at having survived a near-death disaster.

Neither of them noticed who grabbed their hand, but they shook hands anyway, seconds after they all calmed down, Wen Jie realized he still held Shou Zuo's delicate hand.

Shou Zuo's hands were strangely cool and refreshing, not as warm as most hands, of course, it could be that Shou Zuo was very frightened and his hands became cold.

However, Wen Jie remembers when Shuo Zuo touched his face a few days ago, his hands were also cold but were not cold as a corpse. They were hands that were cold, but he felt refreshing.

Wen Jie had a slight suspicion in his heart that Shou Zuo was not completely human, but he thought that was not important right now. Because he felt strange holding Shou Zuo's hand. His hands were soft and delicate, even though they were cold, these hands made Wen Jie think of the last days when Shou Zuo and himself were doing forbidden things in the room.

Wen Jie felt his face warm when he thought of the things he was doing with Shou Zuo if his mother or someone in the village knew he would be doomed, but he could not stop doing these things ... He even bravely thought that he liked very much how Shou Zuo made him feel hot in many places.

Wen Jie looked up and as he hoped, Shou Zuo was staring at him, in that flirtatious and feline way of smiling, as handsome as the first day they met.

No, maybe Shou Zuo was getting prettier? Who could say?

Shou Zuo's eyes were a rare pale blue, a color between gray and blue, which could change according to the light of the environment.

At that moment Shou Zuo's eyes were pale blue as it was still morning and there was great light despite the recent "snow" and cold weather outside the ship.

Wen Jie felt like doing something forbidden right there in broad daylight with everyone around because he felt a strong urge to kiss the rosy lips of Shou Zuo, but he controlled himself and released his hand.

Wen Jie heard Shou Zuo laughing softly, Wen Jie's heart became soft and he wanted to take Shou Zuo into the room and do things forbidden, but he knew it would be stupid to do it that time.

"Now I felt lonely when you let go of my hand" Shou Zuo whispered into Wen Jie's ear, which felt his face warm. Shou Zuo's voice sounded like a demonic song that made him want to do shameless acts, but Wen Jie, unfortunately, liked that feeling.

"What are you two gossiping about?" Asked Quian Dalai, looking suspiciously at these two older brothers. Wen Jie as always was ashamed and Shou Zuo had a flirtatious look and a shameless smile on his handsome face.

"Do you want to know?" Asked Shou Zuo, blinking slowly at Quian Dalai, as if flirting with him.

"No," Quian Dalai said with a very unhappy look, he did not like Shou Zuo wearing those flirtatious looks, they were very scary looks!

When everyone thought it was over, they heard a huge commotion in the hallway outside the room.

Inside this "airplane" was a large hallway, a foyer, a food and fuel storage room, and the pilot's room, or the Tamer, which controls this bestial plane.

The hallway was large enough to fit a few dozen people and divided the rooms, the even-numbered rooms being located on the left and the odd-numbered rooms are located on the right-hand side.

Anyway, Zemin Yan and the others listening to the big commotion outside decided to go out to look, we must remember that both Zemin Yan and his friends did not leave his room during these 5 days, because they did not want to get into trouble with the other disciples who had higher statuses.

Zemin Yan and his friends went out into the hallway and there were lots of people, each group standing in front of their own room, but it felt like a lively atmosphere in the hallway, at the same time everyone felt closer to having had an experience of almost death together.

So the mood among the disciples seemed very good, but what really made everyone feel excited were the three people who were walking in the hallway with Elder Han Yie.

"God of War ..." muttered Zemin Yan unconsciously, without realizing he spoke the nickname that appeared in his mind.

"The human who has a mysterious aura ..." thought Sying curiously looking at that young man in white clothes.

The young man in pure white clothes walked slowly along the red carpet of the corridor, contrasting sharply like a snowflake in the blood.