The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

"My dear, come to me, I won't hurt you."

At this point, the identity of the tomb's owner has been revealed.

I just didn't expect it to be an imperial tomb.

The one who died was such a young emperor.

Chu Bainiao didn't move, but looked at him quietly, as if thinking about something.

But the emperor seemed a little impatient.

The thick black fog swirled and rolled like boiling water, swallowing him whole.

Then black fog rose up and tried to spread to the place where the ghost fire illuminated.

As soon as the black fog came in, it was burned by the blue and green flames as if it were real, producing bursts of harsh white mist.

But he didn't care.

More black fog surged forward with determination.

The villagers behind him screamed in fright.

Chu Bainiao was awakened by the scream. She looked back at the villagers and then walked out of the open space.

And when she took a step forward, the swirling black fog stopped.

The tall and majestic emperor emerged from the black fog. He stood gloomily in the shadows, looking at her eagerly and impatiently as she approached him step by step.

The emperor licked his lips. As the distance got closer, the black fog around him, which had finally calmed down, began to boil uncontrollably again.

He stretched out his hand, and his arm turned into a twisted black tentacle, which drilled into the fire at lightning speed and pulled Chu Bainiao out.

Chu Bainiao crashed into a freezing black fog, and then buried his face directly into the cold and soft chest muscles wrapped in the dragon robe.

Her waist was quickly locked, and big hands lifted her up along the arc.

She was forced to look the emperor in the eye in the thick fog.

The darkness could not block her sight.

"Look at my dear baby, so beautiful." Another cold hand stroked across her facial skin, causing waves of goose bumps.

The strange and weird touch made the body tremble and numb involuntarily.

Because it was too cold, Chu Bainiao took a deep breath.

Then she reached out and grabbed the hand beside her cheek, and she looked calmly at the emperor's handsome face.

"You are the ghost in the mausoleum, right? Xiao Zhou is your subordinate."

The emperor pulled his lips apart and looked at her teasingly, "Do you want to know, dear baby? If you let me kiss you, I will tell you how it goes."

All that could be seen in the live broadcast room No. 23 was the black fog that was surging like waves.

The last scene the audience saw was the black tentacle pulling her into the black fog.

[No. 23 won't die, right? I think this boss is very fierce! ]

[Isn't it? It feels like Tianliang Wangpo, where a large number of people can be killed with a wave of the hand. No, if No. 23 dies with this level of strength, the rest of the people will definitely be wiped out, right? ]

[No. 23 is not dead, right? If he died, the live broadcast room would be interrupted, but what is he doing in the black fog? ]

What else can he do in the black fog? Chu Bainiao was kissed until tears came out.

What if? He kissed her before she even opened her mouth.

The ghost's saliva is also icy cold.

She clearly felt the cold liquid flowing down her throat.

Damn this damn ghost!

In the face of her strong resistance, the emperor finally let go of her lips and licked her cheek affectionately.

He held Chu Bainiao in his arms and sat on the dragon throne condensed with black fog. The surging black air spread through her clothes and into her body.

The emperor narrowed his narrow eyes in satisfaction, and cold kisses kept falling on various places.

Chu Bainiao didn't want to be intimate with his senior brother in this way, so he interrupted his actions forcefully.

The emperor raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes that had been rolling and twisting madly.

He spoke in a voice that could make one's hair stand on end: "Oh, I didn't expect my dear baby to have such a trick."

He narrowed his eyes and pinched that soft spot in dissatisfaction.

"You know who I am, right?" Chu Bainiao frowned and pinched his chin angrily, "You also know what I want to do, right?"

Really, was that the only thought in my mind when I saw her for the first time?

"Well," the emperor tilted his head, his eyes fixed on her face, "Well, you have a few friends, right?"

"For my dear, I won't kill your friends. You sleep with me for a few days, and then I'll commit suicide, okay?"

"If I die, he will die too, and the villagers will die completely, so you and your friends can go back."

Chu Bainiao was too tired to complain for a moment.

Instead of trying to keep her and assimilate her, he chose to commit suicide?

“This is a pretty good deal, isn’t it?”

The dispersed black mist began to approach her from all directions again.

Chu Bai Niao slid her hand down and grabbed his neck. "It would be easy for me to kill you, so why should I sleep with a ghost like you for a few days?"

She clearly felt the cold but soft human body beneath her gradually turning into some kind of scaly creature.

Chu Bainiao lowered her head and saw that his body below the waist had turned into a long dragon body.

The dragon's tail slowly wrapped around her waist in the black mist and coiled her up.

That handsome and evil face was shrouded in black mist. "Then you can just kill me. I am willing to die in your hands."

Because his neck was pinched in Chu Bainiao's palm, his upper body could not be completely transformed into a dragon.

Chu Bainiao withdrew his hand with a cold face, and the emperor began to laugh for no reason, and the dull laughter coming from his throat became louder and louder.

His upper body turned into a huge dragon head. The black dragon roared, and carried her up and flew to a certain place.

Chu Bainiao stroked the cold and hard dragon scales on his waist and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Of course it's my imperial mausoleum." He wanted to make a few more jokes, but was afraid that the human he had finally brought back to his nest would be angry, so he shut his mouth.

But there was still a hint of impatience in his voice, and even his flying speed was much faster.

When she arrived at the place, the dragon body wrapped around her waist disappeared instantly, and she fell from the sky into a cold embrace.

The emperor couldn't wait to hug her and turned over, burying his head in her neck.

"Wait," Chu Bai Niao grabbed his long hair and lifted his face up forcefully, "Did you lick me today in the tunnel outside the village?"

The emperor was pulled out of her gentle embrace and squinted his eyes in confusion. Then he said angrily: "Who licked you? I will kill him!"

Chu Bainiao seemed to have finally figured something out, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She let go of his hand and even patted his head soothingly.

"never mind."

Although the emperor was angry, he was soon dazzled by the white flesh.

He kissed the bruise on Chu Bainiao's neck lovingly.

……

"What! You said Chu went out to attend the bonfire party last night? And he hasn't come back yet?"

After daybreak, several people squatted in a corner of the village. After hearing what Piaopiao said, Scar said angrily: "Oh my god, why didn't you stop her!"

Piaopiao collapsed and said, "I tried to stop her, but it was useless! I thought she was sure!"

"Who knew she didn't come back! Is she dead? She shouldn't be dead. She was obviously fine..."