Quick Wear: The villain is a heartthrob, and the boss can't stand it

How to integrate?

Fall in love.

It was bullshit, but that's what the grandmas told him.

If there is no so-called "love", the heart insect in the other person's body is no different from an ordinary insect.

At most, it has some useless effect of strengthening the physical body.

Everyone in the Gu Village has his or her own heart Gu. When Sui Yu first told him that the heart Gu was planted in Shao Tingchuan, Que Wu was only secretly displeased.

In Sui Yu's mind, he was a great witch and a prince, but he seemed not to be the person who could inoculate her with a heart poison.

But... he also knew that Sui Yu didn't understand what love was.

The notebooks he brought back to Gu Village from outside the mountain only gave her a vague longing for these things. The appearance of Shao Tingchuan was the only outsider she met in Gu Village.

This is more like a joke.

At some point, the development of the matter was beyond his expectations.

When Shao Tingchuan escaped, he actually smelled the unique fragrance of the heart Gu on Sui Yu for the first time.

It was the same scent as Sui Yu's, but with more honey mixed in, making it so sweet that once you got into it, you never wanted to come out.

Que Wu could not tolerate this change, and he also wanted to eliminate the source of this change.

However, many things were restraining him. The lack of spiritual energy in Wu Valley made it impossible for him to protect the Gu Village by himself. This was the final resting place of the Gu clan and it must not be disturbed by outsiders.

Shao Tingchuan was no longer just an ant, but he was also an ant that Sui Yu loved...

If the existence of the heart poison caused Sui Yu to be hurt... he didn't dare to think about it.

After thinking about all these things, he looked at Shao Tingchuan who was standing in front of him. Shao Tingchuan had external power that he did not have, and could protect the Gu Village. He also had Sui Yu's true love and could protect the girl.

So Que Wu simply dismissed the poisonous insects and went forward to fight Shao Tingchuan in close combat.

Que Wu, who looked so pale that he could fall down with a gust of wind, was actually even stronger than Shao Tingchuan.

The body gets injured, heals quickly...over and over again.

Until Shao Tingchuan ran out of patience and wanted to end this as soon as possible to find Sui Yu, he punched Que Wu on the temple. Que Wu seemed to feel something and his eyes were deep.

Not only did he not avoid it, but he pretended not to notice it and rushed straight into it.

When Shao Tingchuan wanted to stop, it was too late. The fist seemed to bring out a strong wind and hit Que Wu, but was wrapped by a soft little hand when it was about to hit him.

The hand with slender jade fingers, which looked particularly weak, easily stopped Shao Tingchuan's fist, which was using 80% of its strength.

When it stopped, it was only one centimeter away from Que Wu's temple.

Que Wu didn't care about Shao Tingchuan's suddenly distorted expression. He put his big hands around her slender waist and held Sui Yu in his arms.

An extremely domineering possessive posture.

Sui Yu was held in his arms, and the dark blue pollen on her fingertips was blown up by the wind as she fell towards Que Wu, falling between Shao Tingchuan's lips.

"Sui Sui, you are mine."

Que Wu's eyes were bloodshot. When he smelled the familiar scent of the Soul Gu Flower, the suppressed injuries in his body were mostly aroused, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of blood.

The smell of blood filled his throat and spread to all his senses. Que Wu hugged Sui Yu tightly, still reluctant to let go.

"Que Wu..." Sui Yu's expression seemed to be compassionate. She stroked the back of the man's head with her palm, and her jade-white fingertips passed through his long hair and grabbed his pigtail, just like many times before.

"You have to die first."

As the words fell, Sui Yu inserted the butterfly hairpin in her hand into the Luoque point on the man's head, going all the way in.

The injury that he had been struggling to suppress was no longer under control after being stabbed like this. Que Wu's blood flowed out from his lips like a stream, staining Sui Yu's red dress even brighter.

Shao Tingchuan suddenly froze on the spot.

Fei Mo came out from Que Wu's collar, spitting words at her as if threatening and puzzled, and moved up along Que Wu's limp shoulder line.

The tip of its tail hooked the exposed top of the butterfly hairpin, trying to pull it out. The silver butterfly left outside flapped its wings, ready to fly away.

Sui Yu pinched the black head with her fingertips and threw it onto Shao Tingchuan, who controlled it tightly. No matter how hard she twisted, she couldn't break free.

The color of Que Wu's lips has now really become close to celadon, exuding a sense of death from the inside out.

The pollen of the Soul Gu Flower that entered his body through the hairpin was destroying his body non-stop.

It's ridiculous, right? The chief witch of Gu Village died in the end because of the most sacred flower of the Gu tribe.

The living dead growing out of rotten flesh are destined to be incompatible with the pure land where the soul-stirring flower grows.

Even though blood kept flowing out of his mouth and his body, which had not felt pain for a long time, felt like it was being cut by countless sharp blades, Que Wu's heart still trembled.

Drops of hot tears fell from the neck wrapped in the collar.

"Sui Sui, I don't blame you... I don't blame you, don't cry."

Que Wu's eyes were dull and his breath was weak. He wanted to say a few more words of comfort, but blood kept gushing out of his mouth. The dark blue blood seemed to soak Sui Yu's entire body in red.

The entire weight of his body was forced to fall on Sui Yu, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

A lingering and alluring fragrance seemed to linger at the tip of his nose. The corners of Que Wu's lips curled up, and he exhaled his last breath with satisfaction and ease, his pupils turning a cold white.

Shao Tingchuan took two steps forward, his pupils dilated and contracted rapidly, he was extremely puzzled, but he still took over Que Wu's weight, helped him put him on the ground, and let him lean on Sui Yu's neck.

Sui Yu half-sat on the ground, feeling the blood in Que Wu's body gradually draining away, her eyes filled with indifference.

Finally, Que Wu's body temperature finally became as cold as a dead person, but it was even slightly higher than his previous temperature.

The living dead seemed more like a corpse stored in the world that could move freely than the now dead Quewu.

Sui Yu and the others were dying with only their last breath. Their eyes turned to Shao Tingchuan, who was standing upright beside them, holding onto the struggling Fei Mo without saying a word, "Come and help."

Shao Tingchuan was stunned again, but his body reacted before his brain. He stepped forward and carried Que Wu's [corpse], and had Bubai carry it into the Witch Valley.

Shao Tingchuan had only been to Wu Valley once, and he vaguely remembered it as an extremely beautiful and spiritual scene.

But at this moment, the scene in Wu Valley was completely different from the first time, and it could be said that there was no connection at all.

The swamp ground beneath my feet was soft and deep, and there was an indescribable smell in the air. It wasn't smelly, but it made people who smelled it seem to lose all will to live.

Die, die, die, die...

It would be fine if I just died...

Sui Yu patted Shao Tingchuan's shoulder lightly, and he suddenly regained consciousness, pulling his thoughts out of his deep thoughts, and his heart skipped a beat.

What happened?

It is impossible for Sui Yu to attack Que Wu for no reason.

And…what does “die first” mean?

Is it possible to survive?

Thinking about the time when he was rescued from the brink of death, Shao Tingchuan seemed to have grasped something.

"Put Que Wu into the sea of ​​soul-worm flowers." Sui Yu's voice sounded calm.

After Shao Tingchuan did as he was told, a hairpin was handed to him.

——It was a butterfly hairpin exactly the same as the one on Que Wu’s head.

"Shao Tingchuan."

Because Shao Tingchuan had just put Que Wu down and was half-kneeling on the ground, Sui Yu leaned over slightly so that her eyes were level with his, and called his full name again in a rare serious tone.

"I'm here." The man answered subconsciously.

"I want you to die too."

Shao Tingchuan was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard. It took him two breaths to react. He raised his eyes and looked at Sui Yu, "Did he die in the same way as Que Wu?"

"No," Sui Yu leaned forward, her fingertips running through the man's long hair on his forehead, "This hairpin will pierce your heart until the blood runs out, and you will die."

"Your death will probably be more painful than his." She described the man's death in a straightforward manner, her watery eyes fixed on his.

Shao Tingchuan looked at her for a long while, then pulled the corners of his mouth, wantonly and ostentatiously, as if he was smiling like that for the first time he saw Sui Yu. However, this time, the temptation and pretense were gone, leaving only pure lust.

"Okay, you can stab it yourself, okay?"