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I don't know when, the gray and white sky in the Demon Realm has been completely occupied by gray, and the thick dark gray is like a piece of worn cloth, covering the entire sky.On the ground, a large number of undead creatures wandered around in place, roaring with unknown meaning from their throats.

Ling Yan was blindfolded by Ju Wuyou and held in his arms, the wide gray robe completely covered him from the neck down.This posture made him a little uncomfortable, and he hummed uncomfortablely in his throat: "Um..."

His fingers moved, and the broken sword he was holding fell from his palm, and the sharp cut was inserted straight into the soil beside him.

Ling Yan's back was tightly pressed against Ju Wuyou's chest, and through a thin layer of robe, Ling Yan could clearly feel the firmness of the other's chest and the faint chill under his skin, as if he was touching something with his body. A cold "corpse".

He couldn't see the scene in front of him, but he could guess that the one who fell from the sky and stood in front of them was Qi Wuming who had just controlled the ghost.

What should be said now?

Ling Yan wanted to call for help to Li Wuming not far ahead, SOS warning!But Ju Wuyou, who was holding him tightly in his arms behind him, exuded a dangerous aura that was on the verge of explosion all the time, and anyone could see that the other party was in extreme anger.

Afraid of being ripped off?Ling Yan was really scared, after all, no one is not afraid of death.

There are ghosts flying around Teng Wuming, the ghost shadows overlap, the brows on the elegant face are slightly frowned, and he observes Ju Wuyou's movements without blinking, worried that the other party will suddenly lose control.

"Ju Wuyou, you..." When Wuming spoke, he seemed to want to say something to ease the situation, but was interrupted by Ling Yan.

"Brother Li!" Ling Yan said, "I'll tell him..."

The trouble should end it.For some reason, Ling Yan faintly felt that in this situation, only he could save himself from Ju Wuyou.

Before the words fell, he felt the two arms around his body gradually tightened, like two iron chains imprisoning him.Without saying a word, Ju Wuyou hugged him even tighter, so tight that Ling Yan could even feel the suffocation from his lungs.

It is rumored that the hug posture of back to chest can bring two people's hearts closest to each other, which is the closest "heart-to-heart".But Ju Wuyou's blood was cold, even if he was so close, Ling Yan couldn't even feel the beating of the opponent's heart.The person behind it doesn't seem to have a heartbeat.

"Relax! You're strangling me to death! I'm going to be out of breath." Ling Yan frowned, with a distressed expression on his face, and his neck was flushed.He patted Ju Wuyou under the gray robe with his hand, signaling him to let go of himself a little and not to hug him tightly.

Hearing this, Ju Wuyou relaxed his arms slightly, and loosened a little distance with extreme restraint.

"Not enough!" Ling Yan frowned, "Let go a little more!"

Ju Wuyou loosened up a little distance.

This distance is enough for Ling Yan to breathe normally.He let out a breath of relief.call!But he was still reluctant, and continued to tell Ju Wuyou to let go. "Not enough! You can relax a little more."

Hearing this, Ju Wuyou relaxed his arms again.

"not enough!"

Ju Wuyou continued to relax a little bit.

"Not enough!" Ling Yan still yelled out of breath.

……

"It's still not enough!" Ling Yan changed into a comfortable position and leaned against Ju Wuyou's arms, continuing to direct without any psychological pressure.

On the fifth time, Ju Wuyou reacted no matter how slow she was.Instead of following Ling Yan's words, he chose to tighten his arms, and turned Ling Yan's direction by the way, making him face himself, so that his entire face was buried in his chest.

"No! Let go again! You will run away." Ju Wuyou said.

"I won't run away." Ling Yan lied without blushing.At this moment, his vision was completely blocked by Ju Wuyou's gray robe, and when he opened his eyes, he could only see darkness.He struggled to lift his head from Ju Wuyou's arms, but Ju Wuyou held his head down with his hand, and pressed it back forcefully.

"I can't let you run away." Ju Wuyou emphasized in a serious manner.

Ling Yan: ...

From the outside, Ling Yan, whose head was forced to be buried in Ju Wuyou's chest, looked like a poor child who had been wronged and was crying to someone.

But Ling Yan understands that he is not, the Ju Wuyou in front of him is a poor kid who loves to pretend to be pitiful.

Ju Wuyou bent her head, brought the tip of her nose close to his ear, and begged pitifully, "Don't leave me, okay? If I leave you, I'll go crazy...I'll make you a lot of delicious food. I can make any dishes you want; I can satisfy all the tastes you want. If you don’t know how to cook, I can learn. Believe me! I learn things very quickly!”

"Ah—." Ling Yan sighed silently in his heart.He didn't care about what Ju Wuyou said later, but only answered the first two sentences.

"You are a lunatic." Ling Yan said calmly.

Whether you are crazy or not has nothing to do with me.Of course, Ling Yan didn't say this sentence...

Unexpectedly, Ju Wuyou suddenly began to feel wronged: "You despise me?"

Ling Yan:? ? ? ! ! !

"That's not what I meant..." Ling Yan was rather dumbfounded.

"Does that mean not to dislike it?" Ju Wuyou's tone was ignorant.

The corner of Ling Yan's mouth twitched: "Almost..."

"That's great!" Ju Wuyou happily rubbed her cheek against Ling Yan's side face frantically, almost treating Ling Yan as a humanoid doll in her arms, and Ling Yan's face hurt a little from his rubbing. "This is the first time I have been told that I don't dislike it!" Ju Wuyou announced excitedly, "Ling Yan is so kind! Ling Yan is so kind to me!"

Ling Yan: ...

Brother, you don't need to be so exaggerated.Ling Yan complained in his heart: If you are willing to let me go as soon as you are happy, then I will be very happy too.

But Ju Wuyou didn't hear Ling Yan's heartfelt feelings, and when he became happy, he hugged Ling Yan even tighter and locked him tightly in his arms, while continuing to rub Ling Yan's side face with his cheeks crazily.

At this moment, there are three words constantly circling in Ling Yan's mind: Friction causes fire!Friction generates heat!Friction is not advisable!

……

Boom!Boom!Boom!

What's this?Suddenly, a hazy sound similar to drumbeats came from Ling Yan's ear, without rhythm, surprisingly chaotic, but continuous, since Ling Yan noticed it, it has not stopped for a moment.

Ling Yan had a guess in his heart that even he couldn't believe it - this is... a heartbeat!Ju Wuyou's heartbeat!

In the past few days of frequent contact with Ju Wuyou, combined with the appearance of Ju Wuyou driving the undead creatures just now, a guess has already quietly formed in Ling Yan's mind.

No body temperature, pale face, living in a cemetery, and being able to summon undead creatures... Moxiuju Wuyou is very likely to be a corpse, a corpse that can walk and talk.The Demon Realm is so big that there are no surprises, even if there are walking dead, there is nothing to be surprised about.

However, now Ling Yan actually heard the sound of Ju Wuyou's heart beating in his chest, only separated by a thin layer of clothes and flesh and blood.Ling Yan's ears were pressed tightly against Ju Wuyou's chest, and he could almost imagine that there was a bright red heart beating scorchingly inside Ju Wuyou's chest 2.1 inches away from his head.

Ling Yan's sight was completely blocked by Ju Wuyou's gray robe, he couldn't see anything except the deep darkness.Ju Wuyou's arms were like two strong ropes, tightly binding herself in his arms.It was very difficult for Ling Yan to even move.

"Let me go, please? Let me leave here and go back to my sect." Taking advantage of the moment when Ju Wuyou's mood eased, Ling Yan tentatively said to Ju Wuyou in a discussing tone.

"You left, will you come back?" Ju Wuyou pursed her lips slightly, lowered her eyes, and looked down at the black hair of the man in her arms.

Without thinking about it, Ling Yan replied, "Yes."

"Liar!" Ju Wuyou is not stupid sometimes, and directly exposes Ling Yan's true thoughts. "You are just coaxing me now. After coaxing me to let go of my hand willingly, you will fly away with other people without looking back, and avoid me from now on, so that I can never find you again. So, I don't will let you go."

Now, Ling Yan could only choose to remain silent.Because he knew that what Ju Wuyou said was right.

Dazed for a while, Ling Yan moved his lips and asked softly: "Why? Why don't you want to let me go? Am I that important to you? I remember that night was the first time we met. I offended you ?"

A strand of black hair fell from Ling Yan's temples, and Ju Wuyou stretched out her pale and slender fingers to fiddle with it behind Ling Yan's ear, and then placed a soft kiss on the other's earlobe, watching with satisfaction that the white and round earlobe gradually faded away. Suspicious blush.

"That was the third time we met." Ju Wuyou corrected first, "Secondly, you are very important to me, and I don't want to let you go. If I leave you, I will go completely crazy, and I will go crazy after I go crazy One time. As you said, I was originally a crazy lunatic, but no one stipulates that a lunatic can only be crazy once."

Ling Yan sighed: "You... are really abnormal."

"Heh..." Ju Wuyou suddenly started to laugh strangely, with a terrifying smile stretched to the extreme on his face, the "Jie Jie Jie" laughter was weird and penetrating, which made people feel creepy.He hugged Ling Yan in his arms even tighter, and buried his head in Ling Yan's neck, as if a feline with an eccentric temper had finally captured his beloved catnip.

Ling Yan's body trembled extremely slightly for a moment.

"Why?" Ling Yan asked reluctantly.

"Meeting someone, being told by him that he likes him, and then believing that the other person is unique and unique that no one else in the world can replace, I want him to stay by himself and stay by my side forever. Is this kind of feeling... difficult to understand?" Ju Wuyou murmured softly in Ling Yan's ear, the voice was as soft as a sigh, and it seemed to be just the ignorant words of an innocent child.