The Strongest Spiritualist [Ancient and Modern]

"Ying Tian, ​​let go of Yi Shuimei, she will be strangled to death by you!" Ying Tian suddenly became violent, Ren Qianli was stunned, seeing Yi Shuimei's face turned blue from being pinched, and even his eyes began to lose sight, he He hurried up to stop him, but was waved away by the opponent.

Ying Tian's face in rage was ferocious and frightening, invisible coercion emanated from him, like a primordial monster with its eyes wide open, scorning all things with its lofty and contemptuous eyes, anyone under this coercion They could only tremble, and couldn't even produce a single point of resistance in their hearts.

Ren Qianli was so suppressed by this coercion that he couldn't lift his head. He lay on the ground, raised his head with difficulty to look at Yi Shuimei who was about to be suffocated, and said with difficulty: "Yingtian, Brother Mu, you are still...here... ..."

As soon as the word "Brother Mu" fell, the redness in Ying Tian's eyes gradually faded, he glanced in the direction of Mu Changsheng's room door, and let go of his hand.

Yi Shuimei lay limp on the ground, clutching her neck, breathing heavily while dragging her limp body back, with undiminished fear still in her eyes.

The huge and terrifying coercion dissipated, and Ren Qianli finally regained his ability to move. He immediately got up from the ground and stood in front of Yi Shuimei.

The Yingtian in front of them was no longer the laughing and scolding, lively and sunny young man before. He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at them condescendingly, his eyes were deep and cold, and he did not conceal his disgust and anger.

He completely overturned their previous perception of him, whether it was a force so strong that they could not resist, or the cold and disgusting eyes that fell on them, full of murderous intent.

Ying Tian put the hand that was injured just behind her back, and looked at this scene with cold eyes. Yi Shuimei's rapid panting was accompanied by a suppressed and painful cough. She was full of fear and dared not look at it any more. He glanced at him; Ren Qianli stood in front of Yi Shuimei, with his arms outstretched, his face seemed calm, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and he was obviously very scared.

Ying Tian wished to kill these two things immediately, but he could only firmly suppress the boiling killing intent in his body, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said in a low voice: "What happened today, if you dare to If I mention half a sentence in front of Mu Ge, I have no choice but to let people who are related to you go down with you. Don't worry that I can't do it. "

The voice was cold like the whisper of a poisonous snake. Ren Qianli and Yi Shuimei shook their heads repeatedly. After hearing the word "roll", Ren Qianli immediately helped Yi Shuimei up and staggered out of the apartment.

Until they left, Ying Tian stretched out the hand that had been behind his back.

The left hand was still white and slender as before, with distinct joints, but the skin on the back of the hand was burned by the flames, and the edges were scorched black. However, what was exposed after the skin was exposed was not the flesh and blood of a normal person, but another layer of scorched black sporadic growths. A skin with several tiny scales.

Looking at this hand, Ying Tian's eyes were both angry and panicked. He took out a glove and put it on, and looked back at Mu Changsheng's bedroom. Feeling uneasy again, he took off the glove and wrapped it with a thick bandage. , just feel relieved.

Not long after Ying Tian left the bedroom, Mu Changsheng felt sleepy. He put the bowl on the bedside table and fell asleep. When he woke up, dusk fell and the clock pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon.

This sleep was extremely deep, and the discomfort caused by the Yin Qi entering the body disappeared.His current body is much better than before. If Yin Qi entered his body in the past, even if other nobles recuperate his body, he would have to lie on the bed for several days.

Mu Changsheng squinted his eyes contentedly. As soon as he was in good spirits, his spiritual consciousness unconsciously unfolded around himself, penetrated the wall, and fell outside.

Yi Shuimei and Ren Qianli were away. Ying Tian stood at the dining table alone. After arranging the dinner plates, he picked up a carrot and carved it carefully with a knife. He lowered his head slightly and focused his eyes. It took shape in his hands in a short while, the barbs on the straight flower branches were lifelike, the staggered leaves had carefully carved patterns, and the red petals stretched gracefully, as if as long as one lowered his head, he could smell the fragrance of roses.

If the leaves and petals were not the same color, no one would think that this rose was carved from carrots.

After carving the rose, Ying Tian put it in a small glass bottle with a narrow neck, placed it in the center of the dining table, and lit a few candles.

It's a pity that Patriarch Mu doesn't have many romantic cells. Seeing this scene through his spiritual sense, the first thing he thought was that he forgot to pay the electricity bill at home, and there will be a power outage tonight. Then he slowly remembered the other meaning of candles and roses... …

Patriarch Mu touched his burning ears, and withdrew his spiritual consciousness expressionlessly, but his mind was so distracted by what he saw just now that he didn't notice Ying Tian's bandaged left hand.

Sitting on the bed for a while, Mu Changsheng got out of bed and washed, opened the bedroom door and went out.

"Dangdangdang~candlelight dinner!" With a bang, the balloon in Yingtian's hand exploded, and the ear-piercing sound made Mu Changsheng frowned slightly, but when he saw Yingtian laughing and standing beside the candlelight, , the discomfort dissipated in an instant.

He looked at Ying Tian and said softly, "Where are Yi Shuimei and Ren Qianli?"

"They." Ying Tian raised the corners of his lips, "When I said I was going to make a candlelight dinner, he left in a sensible way. Let's not talk about them, Muge, let's have dinner! I prepared for this candlelight dinner It's been a long time!" He pulled out the chair for Mu Changsheng in a very gentlemanly manner, and made an inviting gesture.

Hearing the words "candlelight dinner", Mu Changsheng's eyes moved and fell on the dining table. All the lights in the apartment were turned off, only the four pink candles on the table stood straight on the candlesticks. The light was soft, dark or dark. Sprinkle lightly over delicate dishes.

Maybe it's because the candlelight is too soft tonight, maybe the dishes are too delicate tonight, maybe the person sitting across from him is smiling too brightly, maybe it's because there are too many unexplained emotions in his heart... Notice that little difference.

Unknowingly, a faint smile appeared on his face, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a meatball and put it into his mouth, the familiar delicacy spread on the tip of his tongue, but the corners of his slightly raised lips drooped down.

"Mu Ge, how are you? Do you think my cooking skills have improved a lot? Haha..." Ying Tian sat opposite him, leaning forward, with a happy smile on his face.

Without needing to answer, Mu Changsheng swallowed the meatball, and took another with his chopsticks.

Seeing that Mu Changsheng was satisfied and wanted to pinch after eating three balls in a row, Ying Tian hurriedly pushed another dish in front of Mu Changsheng, "Mu Ge, try this."

Mu Changsheng gave a pause to the hand that was pinching the meatball, and the chopsticks turned in mid-air towards the dish that Ying Tian pushed over.

After dinner, Mu Changsheng pressed his drowsy head, responding to the sky: "It seems that the aftereffect of Yin Qi entering the body is still there, I have to... go to sleep for a while."

Ying Tian was clearing the table, when he heard this, he immediately went to Mu Changsheng and knelt down, looked at his hazy eyes, and said softly, "Why don't I help you back to the bedroom!"

Mu Changsheng glanced at Ying Tian, ​​the other's hair was black and soft, his handsome face was looking up at him, his eyes were full of concern, it was really hard to refuse.But why did this person drug himself?Is he close to his purpose, is he going to be exposed so soon?

Mu Changsheng looked at Ying Tian quietly, and held his hand...

Ten minutes later, Ying Tian stood in front of the bed in the bedroom, looking at Mu Changsheng lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to his even and gentle breathing, the restlessness that had been suppressed in his heart gradually subsided.

After hesitating for a moment, he leaned over and kissed Mu Changsheng on the forehead. Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of Mu Changsheng, he whispered: "Mu Ge, I was wrong this time, but I promise, I will definitely double the number in the future." Good for you!"

After speaking, he got up and left the room.

However, what Yingtian didn't expect was that not long after he left the apartment, the person who should have fallen into a deep sleep opened his eyes.

Ying Tian didn't know that after Mu Changsheng knew that he had awakened his speech spirit, he used this ability to protect himself to the maximum extent.Poisons, including sleeping pills, lose their effectiveness the moment they enter his mouth.

Mu Changsheng opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. After a while, he stretched out his hand and touched the place on his forehead that had been kissed. The soft and wonderful feeling seemed to be still there.

How strange.Mu Changsheng thought to himself, it was simply too strange.Before today, I would never have imagined that he could tolerate others drugging him, and even pretended not to know about it.What a moment of obsession.If this continues, will he indulge Ying Tian unprincipled one day?

No, there won't be that day!

Mu Changsheng shook his head, sat up on the bed, and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

"What is Ying Tian doing now?" His eyes fell on the phone and he asked softly.

The pitch-black phone screen slowly lights up...

The originally clear sky was covered with overcast clouds at some point, a thunder sounded, and the raindrops fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Suddenly it rained heavily, passers-by hurriedly looked for shelter from the rain, while cursing in a low voice that the weather forecast was inaccurate again.

Ying Tian didn't hold an umbrella, and the bean-heavy rain fell on him, drenching him completely in a short while. His black hair was hit by the rain and stuck tightly to his face. He wiped his face, and then Turning around and looking at the apartment, he turned and disappeared into the rain.

——Awakened trading market, you live far away

Su Qingyuan worked until dawn last night, sealing a dozen holes in the space that released monsters, and he was exhausted.Therefore, he just woke up at this moment, but just as he opened his eyes, he saw a big hole in the house he finally bought with points, and the rainwater from outside poured in without hindrance.

Ying Tian stood silently in the room, his face was gloomy and pale, and the water dripped all over his body, like a water ghost that just climbed ashore.

Seeing this, Su Qingyuan stretched out a hand to cover his eyes, and said helplessly, "Can you stop being so scary every time we meet?"

Ying Tian smiled coldly, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I'm very afraid!" Su Qingyuan pointed to the hole above his head, "I'm even more afraid that my house will be flooded later."

Ying Tian heard the words and glanced at the hole in the roof, "I paid you the house on the first ring road, now, you help me repair the skin." He stretched out his left hand.