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In the shadow of the moonlight, a pair of foxy eyes are staring at Fengran closely, as if staring at a delicious and delicious first-class prey.

Seeing that the long whip was about to touch the target's body, Jiang couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and there was a strange gleam in his eyes.

What to do with this unruly and delicious prey?

Is it slowly tamed?Or, directly domineering and forceful to eat?

Well, no matter how you think about it, it's exciting...

Suddenly, the long whip stagnated abruptly, standing straight in front of the target.

He didn't touch the other party, and he didn't return. Instead, it became a straight line that implicated the two of them, instantly revealing the location of Huo's body.

Arc's face hidden in the darkness instantly twisted into an unbelievable shock, and he lost his voice: "How...is it possible..."

On the long street, a handsome man with light dark hair turned his head back calmly, smiled faintly at Arc, and said, "I've got you."

Arc's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether he was intimidated by the other party's calm expression or his calm and elegant demeanor.

Then, snorted and laughed, twisted his waist, and rushed into the opponent's arms without retreating: "You are too naive, it's not certain who we will catch who!"

The fierce battle broke out suddenly, and the tourists around were scattered. Arc took the lead again, and retreated into the darkness again, but this time, he failed to retreat completely.

Because, Fengran has followed his retreating trajectory and followed him in the night.

Stepping into the realm of "Jing", when there are traces to follow, it will not be so easy to let the prey escape.

Definitely, to catch this person in front of him, we must help Yin, Feng Ran's eyes flashed with a firm and unshakable light, and the hand holding the sword became tighter and stronger.

At this moment, the tight-fitting man in black suddenly paused, slid and turned around, smiled strangely at Fengran, and instantly swung his long whip towards Fengran like a storm.

Feng Ran instantly realized that this geographical location was not conducive to his dodging, and finally realized that the man wielding the long whip didn't really want to retreat just now.

Myself, after all, I still lack some fighting experience...

A sword is one point short and one point dangerous, and a short sword against a long whip has no advantage at all in a long-distance confrontation.

Short swords are more suitable for close combat.

Even though the situation was not good for him, Fengran still did not back down, stepped forward, used the gap to shorten the distance with the opponent, and walked against the wind and rain with difficulty.

As soon as he dodged the opponent's fierce whip, the opponent's whip twisted and hit him, Feng Ran's horizontal sword blocked it, and the opponent's long whip suddenly twisted strangely as if alive, an incredible reversal, and suddenly hit Feng Ran on the back.

His clothes were torn, his back was in hot pain, and Fengran staggered, but his movements were not slow at all. He paused the moment the opponent's whip hit the target, and cut off the opponent's retracted whip with a clean backhand.

The pupils of the curved eyes contracted, and they licked their lips fiercely, waving the whip more urgently in their hands.

In a blink of an eye, a few more whips landed on Feng Ran's body.

Fengran's hand holding the sword was even tighter, and his impacting body was like a rock in a torrent, no matter how the opponent blocked him, he would not retreat.

If you love someone, don’t become his burden. If you love someone, let yourself stand in line with him. If you love someone, you should charge forward to resist all sharp thorns for him... This is Fengran loving someone. The way.

The number of welts on his body continued to increase, but Feng Ran's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he became more and more adapted to such a violent, bewitching and unreasonable crazy style of play.

Until, at the critical time of switching attack for attack, Feng Ran was whipped on the arm, and the opponent received a sword in the chest, and the balance of victory finally tilted towards Feng Ran.

After taking a fierce whip from the other party, Feng Ran finally put the dagger on the neck of the black-clothed vixen, gasped and smiled, and told the other party: "I won."

Looking at Feng Ran's firm, bright but calm eyes, for some reason, Arc's heart suddenly became slightly absent-minded.

Under the light of a few sporadic stars in the night sky, the wind dyed the white clothes with blood, the breeze gently lifted the hair, and the calm and calm temperament with a smile on the corners of the lips, like a painting, suddenly and without warning, it was imprinted into Arc's heart.

I really want...to have this person...

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Arc's mouth, and the smile instantly became charming and full of charm again. He leaned slightly and gave his neck to the sword's edge, and said frivolously: "Okay, you tamed me, I am yours." Yes! Just let me slit my neck and sprinkle blood as proof, from now on, let me play around with you."

Fengran Jianfeng moved back slightly, and only two words came up in his heart: abnormal.

At this time, there was a booming mechanical sound above the head, a large area of ​​lights shone down, and the ground shook. The police station in the area of ​​Star S was finally fully mobilized, surrounding and blocking the area where the two were located.

When Yin found Fengran, Fengran was sitting in the lobby of the police station with the prodigal son of the Silver Legion, drinking tea and chatting about PK skills inside and outside the game. The stern questioning of smoke and dust chasing after flowers.

With a cold face, he stepped into the police station without looking at Feng Ran, and said directly: "Let's go." Then he turned and left.

Fengran called out: "Yin..." Yin seemed not to hear.

Feng Ran turned to look at the prodigal son, who whispered to him: "The boss is angry, you should go back quickly! Remember to please him, please..."

Yin suddenly turned around and gave the prodigal son a cold look. The prodigal son hurriedly turned around and chose his way: "I'll go see how things are going over there, ha, ha..." and fled in despair.

Fengran rubbed his nose and followed obediently all the way.

For some reason, I suddenly wanted to see how the man in the tight black leather whip was doing, and a strange feeling surged in my heart.

However, the feeling was fleeting, and Feng Ran didn't care.

Back in the bedroom, Yin sat on a comfortable chair, and lightly said two words to Fengran: "Undress."

Fengran's face suddenly turned red.

Obviously Yin has already looked at every part of his body, obviously Yin just wants to check his injuries, obviously it is dark now and only lights are on, but Fengran suddenly feels a little nervous.

"Yin, the wounds on my body are just skin wounds, which have been bandaged."

"Take off."

"It really doesn't matter..."

"Take off."

"It's just a few welts on the back, not many on the chest, and on the arms... Well, it's really all right..."

"..." Yin stopped talking, but looked at Fengran coldly with eyes that Fengran had never seen before.

Feng Ran's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth, and finally began to undress.

Standing in the hall when she was naked, the uneasiness had covered her whole body, her face and neck were all red from embarrassment.

However, he still made Yin worry about him. Is this...a punishment?

However, I don't regret it.

Fengran took a deep breath and looked directly at Yin. In the next moment, Yin on the chair had disappeared, and there was a burst of fragrance behind her back, and then the tingling sensation began to travel delicately on her back.

But Yin came behind him in an instant, and began to caress the skin around his wound carefully.

The naked wind dyed body wrapped in white gauze, under the infiltration of night lights, is like a beast with broken wings, exuding a different kind of sexy charm.

Yin's heart was restless, restless, worried, angry and all kinds of emotions, but also there was an impulse to ruthlessly ravage the other party.

I couldn't help but poke my fingertips down...

Fengran trembled all over, and couldn't help but whispered: "Yin, don't..." Too, I'm embarrassed...

When Yin spoke this time, his voice was finally no longer deserted, and there was a bit of sullen gritted teeth: "Are you afraid? When you do such a dangerous thing, why aren't you afraid in your heart?"

Feng Ran suddenly turned his head and stared hard at Yin: "Then when you were fighting against such a dangerous enemy, did you consider my mood? I would be worried too, and I was also afraid that you would get hurt!"

Yin's eyes were ups and downs in the night light, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly. The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, but he brought out a contemptuous smile: "I'm better than you."

Feng Ran was suddenly agitated, and couldn't help but blurted out: "I will catch up with you, one day..."

"You haven't caught up yet." Yin emphasized fiercely, feeling extremely agitated.

"I'm not dead." Feng Ran was furious, and wanted to take a bite on Yin's proud and beautiful face, of course, the lips would be the best.

"But you're injured, damn it, you've suffered so many injuries..." Yin suddenly lowered his stubborn and cold head, gently licked and kissed the gauze wrapped around Fengran's body, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart ached severely.

Fengran trembled again, his voice softened, and he lowered his eyes and said softly: "I'm sorry, Yin...I made you worry..."

"So, you will be punished..." When he said this, Yin's voice was already hoarse, and his silver pupils became as deep as the sea and stars.

Fengran clenched his fist hard, then loosened it lightly, trying to say: "Hmm..."

In the next second, Feng Ran's lips were sealed warmly, and the whole person was hugged gently and forcefully into his arms...

In the next few days, there was a little turmoil on Star S, and the ghost-faced male star Ning played a chase battle with the Silver Army, but under the carefully arranged situation, this battle gradually turned into a battle of trapped beasts.

The intelligence girl in a suit also encountered the backtracking of the top hackers of Star S. Although she was not caught, based on Tiantao girl's observation and analysis, she basically confirmed her approximate location.

When the woman in the suit saw many people rushing towards her dodging place on the infrared sensor, she decisively pressed a few detonation buttons of the arsenal that she had already controlled in her hand, but the command to attack or destroy completely failed.

The intelligence girl in the suit suddenly understood, and before a large force rushed in, she calmly pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said to herself: "It turns out that Yindian really deliberately kept the forbidden elements on its back, so that we can Find him and throw yourself into the trap. It's ridiculous that His Highness Ning and I thought he was pretending to be calm...Since we can't control the weapon arsenal, and can't really invade the core of S star's intellectual brain, then there is no other way, this operation has failed..."

The information girl in a suit stood up from the computer, and for the first time a smile appeared on her dull face, and she murmured: "Goodbye, my Highness Ning..."

Suddenly his face twitched, and then he closed his eyes calmly, stepping into death.

So far, the ghost-faced man's two powerful arms, one dead and one caught, completely become a lonely family.

And the ghost-faced man has also become a beast in a cage, constantly being hunted and fleeing.

This invasion, which seemed to be vigorous and vigorous, suddenly became very childish and ridiculous.

With Yinping's arrest warrant, the ghost-masked man has nowhere to go.

The Silver Legion is not vegetarian.

In the end, as Yin expected, the ghost-faced man sneaked into Yin's bedroom on the dark night of the moon shadow.

In the dormitory, Yin was the only one sitting on a chair, quietly flipping through a book with his cheeks propped up.

The wind poured in from the opened window, the pages of the book rustled, and the long silver hair fluttered and fluttered, like a graceful dancer or a noble exile, the beauty was dreamy and blurred.

Half of the ghost-masked man's black hair covered his right pupil, while the other half was white-haired and his eyes were sharp. In the night, the ghost-mask looked a bit hideous and frightening.

Yin raised his head, smiled and threw away the book, and said gracefully: "Brother, are you here to beg for mercy? You know, I always only like punishment and don't accept apologies~"