Han Feng is a legend in the entire "space", no one does not know it, even though Mu Tian and Yi Xun are several times lower than Han Feng and the others.
There is no one who does not know about that handsome but cruel young man. His cruelty and gentleness, including his death, are recorded like an epic in the minds of everyone who is still alive.
It can be said that the existence of Han Feng has affected the entire "empty" organization.
If it weren't for Han Feng, Caesar wouldn't suddenly be motivated, and perhaps there would be no Caesar the Great today. If it weren't for Han Feng, Han Xuan wouldn't be suddenly depressed, and perhaps there wouldn't be the branch that obtains intelligence today.
So without Han Feng, "Kong" might not be what it is now.
So when Yi Xun saw that the person he had always liked suddenly turned into Han Feng, he felt a bit fantasy.
Han Xuan has become obsessed with Han Feng. How could he let him go if he saw Yan Xiaoyu? And what about Caesar? Even if he is not on the island now, he will come back sooner or later.
Yi Xun frowned and looked at Yan Xiaoyu. Of course he knew that Han Feng was immortal. He was just an ordinary person. He shouldn't be left in this darkness just because he had such a face.
, this is unfair to him!
Clenching his fists tightly, he walked up to Youtian: "He is just an ordinary person. He does not have the ability of the second young master. You should not bring him here just because of this."
Youtian didn't even look at him, he just said calmly: "Who are you? Weigh your own value before doing anything, otherwise sooner or later you will die inexplicably."
After saying this, he walked directly to Chang You and said, "What? You don't want to give him to Han Xuan? In this case, I have to do this whole thing."
Seeing Chang You's reaction, he dragged Yan Xiaoyu to leave.
Yan Xiaoyu subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the opponent's hands were like iron pliers, preventing him from moving at all.
Yi Xun and Wu Kong quickly went up to help, and a magical scene appeared: Youtian dragged the three of them to walk together! It was so harmonious!
"Stop!" Chang You finally spoke. He walked up to Youtian and narrowed his eyes: "I can bring him to the young master, but can you tell me what your purpose is? Don't you care about his life or death?
?"
While speaking, he glanced at Yan Xiaoyu.
Youtian raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "Han Xuan is not willing to let him die, but I really have no purpose. Of course, I can also tell you my original intention. I hope Han Xuan can make him become
The second Han Feng, after all, the person who knows Han Feng best in the world besides Caesar is Han Xuan."
When you said this, Youtian's expression was a little bitter and lonely. Yes, he was nothing in Han Feng's world, so he could only do this for his own purposes.
Caesar is determined to protect Yan Xiaoyu and keep him as he is, because he likes Yan Xiaoyu and not Han Feng.
Even though it was Han Feng's appearance that initially attracted Caesar, Youtian could tell that the way Caesar looked at Yan Xiaoyu was different from Han Feng's back then, that doting, gentle look like the sun.
Caesar has never shown it, not even to Han Feng.
At that time, Han Feng always liked Caesar, but Caesar never responded to him. Until Han Feng died, no one knew what Caesar thought.
But Han Xuan is different. He has always loved Han Xuan very much, and his love is almost crazy and almost engulfing himself, so Youtian is very sure that Han Xuan will turn Yan Xiaoyu into the second Han Feng.
As long as this is done, his goal will be achieved.
Youtian knew that maybe he was also crazy. Yes, just like Han Xuan, he went crazy the moment Han Feng died. It was as if all his hopes were shattered before his eyes, as if he had fallen into hell.
Same.
No one really understands this feeling. Just thinking that he will never see Han Feng's smile again makes Youtian feel that his heart will break. The same goes for Han Xuan.
So they have been paying attention to the existence of clones over the years. Han Xuan even tried to clone humans. However, the cells of clones metabolize too fast and their existence time is too short, so every time they see clones growing old in front of them,
Han Xuan was very devastated when he shrank and died, but Yan Xiaoyu was different. He was a human being, a living person like Han Feng. He would not die, so Youtian wanted to use Han Xuan's hand to transform him into a human being.
Become the second Han Feng.
***************************The heavy curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed. There was no sunlight in the whole room, but there was some light.
Dim, dim and somewhat ambiguous.
Yan Xiaoyu lowered her head fiercely, her long eyelashes drooping like a fan, staring straight at the ground but not daring to raise her head at all.
There were only two people in the huge room. The man opposite Yan Xiaoyu stared at him closely, breathing a little heavily, but Yan Xiaoyu only felt a numbness in his scalp.
"...Raise your head." The voice was a little low but with great pressure, but it seemed to contain some strong emotions, which made people feel a little vague.
The huge pressure almost made Yan Xiaoyu die, but he still raised his head.
The facial features of the man opposite him were as delicate as a knife, but there was an inexplicable gloominess that made people feel trembling.
"My name is Han Xuan." The man continued, but his eyes were still on his face, but you could hear that his voice was deliberately softer this time because the boy opposite looked a little scared.
He stared at the young man with great interest, but his eyes were full of nostalgia.
Although the appearance is exactly the same, there are still some differences...
Han Feng never showed such a fearful expression. Although he was gentle, he was not cowardly.
The boy in front of him was like a fragile furry animal, standing pitifully in front of him with wet eyes.
Especially the look in his eyes that seemed to be complaining actually looked a little cute.
But that's not what he wants, he wants Han Feng.
"I don't need to know your name, because I want you to know that from today on, you are Han Feng." Han Xuan spoke again, in a completely commanding tone, as a matter of course.
Yan Xiaoyu opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something but nothing came out.
Then Han Xuan stood up suddenly. He was a head taller than Yan Xiaoyu, completely blocking Yan Xiaoyu's thin body in a shadow.
He stroked his cheek. The movement seemed very gentle but the force was terrifying. Yan Xiaoyu only felt that his cheek was a little painful from being pressed, so he subconsciously took a step back. Yes, he has always been timid.
, because he really wants to live, so there are some things that he will not choose to face, but choose to retreat.
However, in the next second, Han Xuan grabbed his chin and then lifted it up fiercely. Two fingers clamped his cheek like iron pliers. Yan Xiaoyu frowned but felt that his chin was about to be pinched.
The man crushed it.
"It hurts..." He couldn't help but spit out one word.
"Really?" The man raised the corners of his mouth cruelly, but his delicate face was shrouded in shadow, making it a little unclear: "...When you die, it hurts me even more!"
He stared at Yan Xiaoyu closely, but it seemed that he was looking at another person through him. Yan Xiaoyu was a little frightened by that gaze, but he took a step back.
However, this action directly annoyed Han Xuan. He suddenly dragged Yan Xiaoyu in front of him, and then stared at him fiercely, but with a hint of madness: "Why do you still want to run? The only thing in your heart is Caesar, right?
?Why should I leave me because of him? He doesn’t love you at all... He doesn’t care about you at all!"
Yan Xiaoyu was obviously startled when she heard the word "Caesar". Something seemed to flash through her mind. She wanted to catch Han Xuan but didn't give him the chance.
He nervously pulled Yan Xiaoyu and said something that Yan Xiaoyu couldn't understand. After a while, he suddenly pressed Yan Xiaoyu on the table and pressed his lips hard against his.
Maybe this wasn't a kiss at all, it was tearing and biting like a beast, and Yan Xiaoyu only felt a burst of pain and the subsequent feeling of suffocation.
The other person's tongue forced its way through his teeth and penetrated into his mouth, occupying every corner of his mouth.
Her teeth bit his lip, almost swallowing him whole.
Yan Xiaoyu wanted to resist, but Han Xuan's strength was terrifying. Then Han Xuan suddenly tore his clothes apart, and the sound of the tearing fabric sounded particularly harsh in the huge room.
Yan Xiaoyu shivered as the cold air kept attacking his skin, but the next second he was hugged tightly by Han Xuan.
Han Xuan buried his head in his neck, deeply, and then murmured like a child: "Feng... don't leave... I want you to stay with me forever."
Feng, your sister! Yan Xiaoyu’s eyes twitched.
Without giving Yan Xiaoyu much time to react, Han Xuan took off his belt and violently entered his body.
Damn it! Yan Xiaoyu immediately wanted to curse, but the pain in his body made him only half-open his mouth and stare at a certain point in the air feebly.
The person on top of him didn't show any mercy. Although Yan Xiaoyu had done this kind of thing before, this was the first time he was treated so roughly.
The cold and large desk eroded his skin, and the chill spread to the bottom of his heart bit by bit. Yan Xiaoyu was suffering in pain, but a little glistening sweat oozed from his forehead.
Han Xuan caressed the young man's smooth back with some forgetfulness, leaving his own traces wantonly.
Yan Xiaoyu bit her lip and let out broken moans from time to time.
But the content is obviously very rich: ".........fuck!"