"Come and drink some water."

Late at night, An Xuefeng, who was full of energy, hugged Wei Xun who was satisfied and tired, and coaxed him to feed him a few mouthfuls of sugar water in a low voice. The double infusion of spirit and body caused Wei Xun to consume a lot of physical energy, not to mention that he had not become alienated.

When Wei Xun's body is weak or he wears other titles that change his physique, he will become weak in some aspects very quickly.

For the sake of his health, An Xuefeng limited Wei Xun's times in the second half of the race. The accumulation of happiness was so much that when they finally reached the peak together, Wei Xun's whole body was tense and he couldn't recover for a long time.

An Xuefeng, on the other hand, became more and more refreshed, and clearly felt that the spiritual connection between himself and Wei Xun was getting closer and closer. The originally aggressive and vigilant spirit finally slowly let go of his lover, allowing him to go deeper.

.In An Xuefeng's spirit which is full of acne pollution, Wei Xun's spiritual tentacles are like anchors, bringing him calmness and reason.

Holding Wei Xun in his arms, An Xuefeng couldn't help but kiss again and again. When their foreheads touched each other, An Xuefeng in the Pharaoh's Pyramid in the mental illusion held Wei Xun in his arms and chopped the yellow sand in the sky with his sword, and the deafening roar hit his eyes.

Scenes flashed across Wei Xun's eyes, which were slightly closed. Those were An Xuefeng's memories when he opened the Pharaoh's Pyramid and mastered it.

At the same time, An Xuefeng also saw some memories of Wei Xun when he first entered the hotel.

Deep connection is a process in which both tour guides and tourists constantly open up to each other. An Xuefeng is a little regretful that the display of this past scene is only after entering the hotel, and the real life before entering the hotel will not be revealed at all. Otherwise, he might be able to check it out.

There is no problem with Wei Xun's memory of his childhood and youth.

How cute Wei Xun must have been when he was a child.

An Xuefeng regretfully thought that although he didn't have much interest in children, when it came to Wei Xun, he couldn't help but want to be involved in his entire life.

"Is this you?"

Although he kept slashing at the illusion, An Xuefeng was actually distracted until Wei Xun's voice called his attention back.

Wei Xun opened his eyes. When An Xuefeng smashed the pyramid, he saw in the vision the pharaoh version of An Xuefeng, only wrapped in cloth strips and wearing gold ornaments on his forehead, arms and ankles!

"You like it?"

The figure in front of him disappeared like yellow sand, but the touch around him changed. Wei Xun turned around and saw the ancient cloth wrapped around An Xuefeng's chest. The cloth stained with yellow sand was wrapped loosely, and half of it was wrapped loosely.

Half-covered, An Xuefeng's excellent figure is fully exposed, black

The gold-colored eyeliner is not out of place on his handsome face, but instead has an exotic charm, like a supreme king in an ancient kingdom who is surrendered by millions of slaves. The ink outlines the slanting corners of his eyes, and his eyes are as sharp as a blade.

His gaze suddenly penetrated into Wei Xun's heart.

"This is the orange title I got after mastering the pyramid, Pharaoh."

An Xuefeng's strong hands hugged Wei Xun's waist and lifted him up. In order to maintain balance, Wei Xun subconsciously held down An Xuefeng's arm. The fingertips were warm and flexible skin and strong muscles, pulsating with vitality.

.The perspective like a golden eagle shone with dazzling light, but An Xuefeng's eyes were filled with Wei Xun's figure.

The white, shining lover is like the white eagle captured and imprisoned by the Pharaoh. He longs to return to the sky, but he can only touch the sky with the help of the Pharaoh's arm.

But Wei Xun would not fly away like a white eagle. He lowered his head, rubbed An Xuefeng's nose with his lips, and said with a smile in his eyes: "So your pollution from the 30th degree north latitude is hidden here."

It turns out that the pollution power that An Xuefeng had previously revealed with the help of the pyramid token was just the tip of the iceberg. More pollution from the Pharaoh's Pyramid was all gathered on the fifth floor of the mental illusion!

"Only for you."

An Xuefeng rubbed Wei Xun's forehead and whispered the reason. Before fully exploring the Pharaoh's Pyramid, the higher the degree of exploration, the more pollution he will harvest, until he reaches the critical point where he can change his body. This is

Another distortion.

Since An Xuefeng does not want the exploration degree to reach 100% in a short period of time, these accumulated pollution will always exist, and he cannot fully control it. He can only use a special method to use the power of the title of 'Pharaoh' to seal it in

In the illusion of the mind.

Those huge and restless things are eager to pollute him and escape from the control of pollution, which makes An Xuefeng instinctively want to suppress it and tame it. The relationship between the two has reached a critical point of tension, and they are in extremely serious internal friction every day. If

Without connecting with Wei Xun, let alone using this power in his poor condition, continuing to hold on will cause great harm to his body and spirit.

"Is it better now?"

"That's it."

An Xuefeng completely suppressed this power, and the pharaoh's decorations gradually disappeared and returned to normal clothes. The howling and restless wind dissipated, and the pyramids and the ancient city of Lusoy that were smashed by him returned to their original state, but they did not

He felt that weird and twisted sense of danger. He put down Wei Xun, took his hand, and walked together to the next level of spiritual illusion.

Compared with the fifth floor, the mental illusion on the sixth floor is easier to solve. Wei Xun only saw a hazy orange-yellow light in front of him, as warm and charming as the sunset, and seemed to hear deafening cheers in his ears, mixed with

The hotel’s cheerful announcement:

"An Xuefeng won! He defeated Hope-Zhang Xingzang——"

", An Xuefeng won! He defeated Occultism-David——"

"An Xuefeng won! He defeated Xuanxue-Cen Qin——"

"An Xuefeng won! He defeated Whitechapel Augustine——"

Wei Xun seemed to see the light of the sword, and saw familiar figures who were ten years younger. They were either amazed or helpless, laughed or scolded, or regretted. One by one, they were defeated by An Xuefeng.

He saw An Xuefeng's back. From the beginning to the end, An Xuefeng always kept his back straight, his shoulders as majestic as mountains and never wavered. When he defeated the last person, he stood with a sword in his hand, and the light of victory dyed his blade orange.

"Congratulations - let us congratulate the final winner, the whole hotel should cheer for him!!"

"Victory - the great victory belongs to An Xuefeng! He is the winner of the individual competition at the year-end celebration and is the well-deserved strongest passenger!!"

"An Xuefeng——will win the title of the strongest passenger——"

"——Homecoming at dusk!!"

Wei Xun saw the incomparably bright light condensed into the laurel crown awarded by the hotel to the winner, and landed on the top of An Xuefeng's hair. Everyone, the entire hotel, was cheering and shouting his name. Wang Pengpai, Yu Hehui, and Tong Hege were returning home at that time.

The others applauded wildly in the audience. This was a moment of glory that belonged exclusively to An Xuefeng, and it was the pinnacle honor of the strongest person in the hotel.

An Xuefeng's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had returned to ten years ago. He was standing on a high platform, surrounded by eyes of admiration, fear, joy, blessings, or unwillingness to hate. There was a dense feeling of soreness and pain in his body. This was the result of gaining

The price of the final victory, but more of it was joy and joy. He finally had the strength to stand at a higher level, and was finally qualified to participate in the core plan——

More memories were blurred by the hotel, and An Xuefeng couldn't remember clearly. His eyes fell on the young man's unrestrained smile.

This was the smile he had shown before, but now An Xuefeng felt that this smile was a bit strange. The ten years in the hotel had made him more stable and restrained, and he no longer exposed his true emotions.

But the strongest, the winner, should have such a smile. An Xuefeng looked at Wei Xun and found that his eyes were bright. He held his hand and squeezed it tightly, leaning forward, his eyes focused and excited.

Wei Xun has always been chasing the strong, he likes to be powerful, and he longs to become stronger. An Xuefeng knows that the 'number one in the hotel' can capture all of Wei Xun's attention. Fascinating his lover should make him feel infinite pride and satisfaction, but

However, An Xuefeng's heart was filled with some untimely sourness and jealousy. When he was young, he and Wei Xun were similar in age, so they would probably be a better match when they stood together...

"Let's do it a few more times."

Leng Buding An Xuefeng was pulled by the collar. He lowered his head following Wei Xun's strength and saw Wei Xun's eyes becoming brighter and even somewhat aggressive.

"Your body hasn't..."

An Xuefeng refused subconsciously. He didn't want Wei Xun to be aroused by others and come to him again, even if that 'person' was himself when he was young. But before the words of refusal could be heard, An Xuefeng listened to Wei Xun

He said enthusiastically: "Ten years have passed, how strong are you now?"

The young An Xuefeng was so powerful at that time, and the current An Xuefeng is definitely far more powerful than before. Wei Xun's breathing became short when he thought about it, and he wished he could experience An Xuefeng's power immediately.

Such a powerful person now belongs to him.

Wei Xun said it sincerely and deliberately. He realized that this mental illusion seemed to be easy, but in fact it contained sinister hints. The easier the young An Xuefeng won, the more powerful and invincible he appeared.

Can set off the current An Xuefeng——

Ten years later, he was getting older, his body was full of old mental illnesses, and his indomitable energy disappeared. You failed ten years ago, can you succeed ten years later?

The most feared thing in this world is that heroes grow old and beauties grow old.

The mental illusion will reveal all the worries hidden in the deepest part of a person's heart, and even magnify them. Normally, An Xuefeng definitely has a correct and rational assessment of his own strength, but in the mental illusion, he showed a bit of gloom and melancholy.

.

In Wei Xun's opinion, solving this problem is very simple, just do it and you're done.

An Xuefeng was so powerful that Wei Xun was very satisfied. Can he be called old when he is in his thirties? This is a good time for strong energy and blood! He saw An Xuefeng's eyes dimly light up, like those of a wolf

Although An Xuefeng was indeed An Xuefeng, he didn't even have to do it physically. If Wei Xun gave him an attitude, he would be able to overcome the weakness of mental amplification and regain a good mental state.

But the second time Wei Xun wanted did not come too late. The seventh level of the mental illusion was a deep darkness. Wei Xun could not see or hear anything, and An Xuefeng beside him seemed to have disappeared.

, until the cold breath brushed his ears and the words sounded.

"This is...the time when I was born."

When he was born, when An Xuefeng sliced ​​Wei Xun. Without slices, his strength was not at that level, and he could not withstand the impact of this terrifying pollution force. This should have been the most dangerous level, and no one could do it without recognition.

Coming to such a deep place in An Xuefeng's soul, problems at this level cannot be fundamentally solved for the time being until they are completely integrated.

I am willing to let Wei Xun pass, but I want to receive a small reward.

Countless tentacles in the mental illusion wrapped around Wei Xun, completely controlling Wei Xun, pervasive, rough and crazy. This was An Xuefeng who couldn't control himself when he was just sliced. A large amount of liquid was poured into it, which was unbearable. In reality, An Xue

His sharp eyes were dark, staring at Wei Xun, who suddenly fell into a nightmare, his whole body tense and his breathing rapid. He watched Wei Xun kicking his legs uncontrollably and holding the sheets tightly with his fingers.

An Xuefeng held down Wei Xun's hand, forcibly interlocked with his fingers, and lowered his head to heal him. Although An Xuefeng was harmonious at the moment, he still had subtle comparisons when his emotions fluctuated. The second time should have been

It took longer than the first time. The sky outside turned from dark to bright until noon.

"I don't want to drink water..."

When An Xuefeng rehydrated Wei Xun, Wei Xun choked and ran away. His body was shaking unbearably and his speech was slurred: "So bloated...so dirty..."

"I'll take you to take a bath."

An Xuefeng felt refreshed and carried Wei Xun to the bathroom.

"How about, how about we come here first?"

When An Xuefeng asked worriedly, Wei Xun had already calmed down. He weakly waved his hand and directed An Xuefeng to get a bottle of pills from the bedside drawer.

The improved version of Dragon Tiger Pill that Tong Hege made in the first furnace is really effective. Although it is not used in this way, Wei Xun is full of energy again.

"I'm not happy enough yet."

Wei Xun said with an insatiable smile. It was clear that he had not been lacking in material things since he was a child, but he was the kind of person who would eat everything he liked at once. If he wanted to own something, he had to possess it completely and completely.

The deep connection has not been successful yet, and the deepest part of An Xuefeng's spiritual fantasy has not yet been explored.

He would not let An Xuefeng leave.

"Addicted me."

Wei Xun breathed into An Xuefeng's ear, and An Xuefeng hugged him directly. In the mental illusion, An Xuefeng hugged Wei Xun from the seventh floor to the eighth floor.

The eighth level of the mental illusion is a deep sea without a trace of light. The fishy smell of the sea is everywhere, making people's lungs hurt, as if they are drowning in the deep sea where they can't see their fingers. Wei Xun breathed hard, but he couldn't get rid of the suffocating feeling until

Another more distinct touch covers it.

The sound of water sounded. In reality, An Xuefeng was holding Wei Xun in the bathroom and taking a shower. His strong hands supported Wei Xun's body and easily lifted his feet off the ground. There were cold tiles behind him, and he felt like he was falling in the air.

All sensations are aggravated and deepened. The bumps are like a small boat encountering a storm on the sea. Suddenly the boat is torn apart by huge waves, and the cold water rushes in, making people unable to bear more, and is eventually swallowed by the water.

The mania of Sunken Daxi Continent is very frightening, and An Xuefeng’s control over Sunken Daxi Continent is not too deep. The pollution backfires again and again, sending the bumpy boat rushing from the bathroom to the sofa and back to the bathroom.

When the hype was over, the two finally took a break.

Yu Hehui and Tong Hege, who were waiting outside, were about to kick in the door. But at this moment, Yu Hehui seemed to have received some news, and his expression changed slightly.
Chapter completed!