I overturned the car after being scumbag

The silk and satin covering the eyes loosened little by little, allowing the light to shine on the face.

Jiang Yuanhan lowered his eyes and felt that his whole body was icy cold, and his internal organs were all extremely cold.He even became short of breath, and the thoughts in his mind were turning with difficulty, like a silk thread that was twisted into a cruel machine, and was cut off after being twisted.

He raised his eyes slightly, and saw the blood-stained purple gauze, the cuffs of the gauze were dotted with blood red, and there were scratches on it.This hand is a girl's hand, soft and fair, but the phalanges are blue and the nails have been chopped off.

Jiang Yuanhan's eyes paused for a moment, then moved up almost blankly, and raised his head.

More bloodstains covered the gauze skirt.

The hundred flower decorations that Baihuazong likes to use are either deeply or lightly stained with blood, as light as a budding bud, while in the deep place, the oil paint that seems to have dried up is like a cruel sword painting on a stagnant body. .

Jiang Yuanhan was really out of breath, the force of his huge shock hadn't passed, and at this moment, even anger and sorrow couldn't well up in his heart, only the dead silence of intense doubt.

He didn't listen to what Lin Muzhou was talking about. At this moment, he couldn't hear the other person's words clearly. The surroundings were extremely quiet, almost giving the illusion of a desperate valley.

The young master stretched out his hand, his fingers were trembling all the time, but he tried his best to control it, and he barely pulled the torn clothes on Su Jianwei's chest that was implicated by the wound, but he couldn't cover it, the torn fabric seemed to follow the deep bone, Along with this penetrating wound that could see the heart, it was buried in the body and could not be found.

He was stunned for a long time, and he untied the chains that bound the other party on his own, his movements gradually changed from meticulous and slow to restless and rough.He caught Su Jianwei who fell down, even though the little girl was not breathing.

Jiang Yuanhan slowly put her down, lowered his head and unbuttoned his robe, covering the exposed blood-stained and bruised skin.

During this process, he didn't say a word, but he didn't even look at Su Jianwei's face.This extreme silence, the crushing silence finally came to an end, the plain clothes covered the other party's eyes, and countless noisy voices finally flooded into his mind.

But these sounds were equally terrifying, like a huge and heavy hammer hitting him.Jiang Yuanhan closed his eyes, letting his breath ease for a long time, and there was a strange and frightening calmness.

"Why are you doing this."

Lin Muzhou stood beside him, and when he heard this, he lowered his body and approached him: "As a good friend, shouldn't I solve your troubles for you?"

"Solve your troubles?"

"Yes." His pale eyes were really out of focus, but perhaps both Su Jianwei and Jiang Yuanhan were mistaken about this. It's not that he can't see anything, but that he is ruthless to everything he sees and has no true sense of it. Even at this moment, Lin Muzhou, who has never deeply understood the core of Jiang Yuanhan's character, treats him as a beloved plaything. "Xiaohan, it's time to thank you."

Jiang Yuanhan stared at him intently, looking at the pair of eyes staring at him, who could see everything, he smiled at Lin Muzhou, and said hoarsely: "Well, thanks for the link."

Lin Muzhou was naturally aware of his emotional breakdown, but for him, this emotional breakdown made Jiang Yuanhan look more beautiful and attractive, and this fragility on the edge of the abyss made him nostalgic for deep tasting.

He leaned down, his eyes stopped on the other side's lips, and he whispered: "Xiao Han, I'm tired of the drama of close friends. We should change it..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly noticed the overflowing devilish energy spiraling around, and he noticed a strange breath.Double horns, velvet tail, wings, the characteristics of the demon race appeared one by one. On this immature body, the characteristics of strong fighting power and impact were forced out little by little. The translucent sharp nails extended along the fingertips .

Purple wings wrapped around him, and then slowly unfolded.Lin Muzhou watched him raise his head, and saw that the other party's right eye, which was originally disguised as black, was ignited with a touch of purple magic flame.

Fireworks filled the eye sockets, the purple flame was beating hotly, and the left eye was also removed from the camouflage. Under the deep purple color, it was almost impossible to find the location of the gaze.

Demons.

Lin Muzhou looked at him with a smile, and he said softly: "You are so beautiful. However, according to the age of the demons, you are not yet an adult, right?"

Underage demons displaying this form seems to be harmful to the body.

He believed that he had the chance to win, so he was very calm when dealing with all Jiang Yuanhan's attacks. It was this terrifying calmness that made Jiang Yuanhan's nerves fall into madness and was forced to freeze bit by bit. He gradually woke up and reacted gradually—— —The person in front of him cannot win overnight with all his strength.

But he couldn't stop.

There are always times when you know the best choice, but you are still urged to move forward by everything in front of you.Just like Xiaohan knew what to do at this time, but he was unwilling to take a step back. He felt that he couldn't back down because there was still a young girl sleeping behind him.

Among the blooming flowers, in this cloud-covered rainy night, under the branches and leaves and trees with water droplets.

Dressed in the clothes of her beloved young man, she curled up like a wounded deer, sleeping in a dream of deep love.

The thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and after a long muffled sound, a fine rain finally fell, and in this rainy night without a trace of moonlight, Lin Muzhou lost the patience to watch, he knocked the murderous young man on his arm, and his movements Light as a book.

His hand touched the wings of the Demon Race.

"I originally wanted to build a golden cage for you." Lin Muzhou said, "But you can really fly, so I changed it to a tower and only gave you one to live in. Do you like it?"

As he spoke, he stretched his hand upwards, his fingers almost touched the opponent's slender neck, and when his fingertips touched the opponent's collarbone, Jiang Yuanhan's demon state was stretched to the extreme.

This extremely consumed burning state triggered the protection mechanism set up in his body, which was suddenly activated by the body protection technique rooted in the undetectable depths, forcibly suppressing him to the level of a half-demon body, and A circle of golden shimmer bloomed.

The shimmer was so faint and subtle that it was barely noticeable.Just as Lin Muzhou noticed the appearance of this gleam of light, his whole body was shaken by a strong and majestic force, hurting his soul.

He had no choice but to let go, and there was a momentary sign of madness in his body.Lin Muzhou was shaken more than ten feet away, and the method of protecting himself was completely shattered. He lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was submerged in the flood of rain.

When Lin Muzhou raised his eyes again, only the torrential rain was left.

The same night, the devil world.

Jingshan Palace.

When Chang Gan sent over a pile of documents that he couldn't solve at hand, the Demon Realm was also experiencing a rare rain.In a barren place like the Demon Realm, there are not many chances of rain, which makes most of the Demon Race not hate rainy days.

He sorted out the paperwork and asked the guard at the door, "Is little uncle there?"

He is Jiang Yuanhan's cousin, Wen Renye's elder brother and the son of a demon clan, so in private, he is called little uncle more often.

The guard was a female general of the Gongyiyan Department, and replied: "The lord is not here...but the young lord is back."

"Xiaohan?" Chang Gan was taken aback for a moment, "Didn't he go out to play? He came back so soon?"

The guard was silent for a moment: "It's not for fun, the young master didn't play, it's for experience, experience in the world."

Chang Gan followed the other party to change his words logically, pretending not to know that the little guy ran out secretly. He was a little puzzled, but he entered the Jingshan Hall without thinking too much, but before he went to the back hall to look for Jiang Yuanhan, I saw Shi Binghen and Gongyiyan sitting at the table in the main hall of Jingshan Hall, one in red and one in blue, their faces so cold that they could freeze.

Chang Gan put down the documents, looked at the two people, then at the bead curtain leading to the apse, and asked carefully, "What's wrong? Where's Xiao Han?"

Gongyiyan pulled off the mask and said nothing, while Shi Binghen took a sip of tea and answered after a long time: "My sweetheart is in the room. I'm back, but I won't let you see me."

"Not allowed to see?"

"Ah."

No wonder the two of them were happier than the other.

But Chang Gan hasn't really paid attention to it until now. He thought that something unpleasant happened to Xiaohan, and he lost his temper there. The general stood up abruptly.

He turned his head, only to see the hem of a snow-white shirt, and when he came back to his senses, the Empress Dowager, the Immortal Ling Xiao who was once the only leader in the cultivation world walked past.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that this matter didn't seem to be a small matter.

The bead curtain was turbulent, and the second incense was lit, and the fragrance suppressed the faint smell of blood in the room.

There was no light in the room, it was dark and dark, the rain outside was pattering, the wet water hit the window lattice, and the coolness soaked into the bone marrow.

Jiang Zheliu pushed open the door, but he didn't expect the room to be so cold.

He closed the door, stopped on the candlestick in front of the desk, and lit a small candle.The candlelight melted on the back of his hand, illuminating his slender wrist and the faint blue blood vessels under his skin.

There was a mass of demons buried in the quilt on the bed.

Wen Renye was a little farther away, and probably will be back soon.The moment the body protection technique vibrated, it could be conveyed to both of them at the same time.

Jiang Zheliu put the little lamp in front of the bed.

The twilight dispelled the darkness, and the slight crackling of candles overlapped with the rain outside.

He sat quietly on the side of the couch, his frosty white hair hanging down on the bedding.When the sound of the rain subsided, Jiang Zheliu put a hand under the quilt and touched Zai Zai's hot fingers.

Jiang Yuanhan's fingers flinched, but only for a moment, because his father didn't let him hide any longer, instead he held his hot hand gently and irresistibly, and the icy frosty touch enveloped him His burning body.

He did hurt his body, his whole body seemed to be soaked in magma and was about to melt away.But like this, this huge hit to the mental state is where it hits the hardest.

Jiang Zheliu held his hand, didn't ask what happened, but whispered: "Your father will be back soon, do you want to see him?"

Zai Zai got out of the bed without saying a word, buried himself in Jiang Zheliu's arms, and shook his head slightly.

His whole body was full of excessive pain and trembling, and this pain and scorching heat were slowly submerged into the embrace as cool as snow, among the soft frost plums.

Jiang Zheliu patted him on the back, let him lean on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to smooth his hair.

Gradually, little by little tears soaked his shoulders, and the snow-white clothes were wet with warm tears.Jiang Yuanhan's breathing trembled slowly, but gradually calmed down from the trembling.

He didn't talk, he didn't ask for help, and he didn't make an oath. He didn't seem to intend to express his determination, and he didn't intend to tell the other party what he had encountered.

It seems that his youthful innocence was not overthrown overnight.

He just, it rained all night.