Missing Beauty [Unlimited Streaming]

Qi Ye was muttering.

When Yu Xian returned to the current timeline from the past time segment, he heard the man facing the door, and said, "The pendulum clock in the hall has stopped," regardless of whether Yu Xian could hear it or not.

Yu Xian couldn't see it, so naturally he didn't know it. Since the pendulum clock stopped, the whole sky has turned gray, like a gray eagle about to swoop down to the ground and tear its prey. The weird fog began to spread, and the tense atmosphere suppressed the people in between.

And the system no longer counts.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the evil spirit bit him, and the feeling of his Adam's apple being sucked and bitten was shocking.The weakness was under control, Yu Xian raised his head, his eyes full of water vapor were half covered, he opened his mouth silently, as if trying to ask for help from the ambitious man outside the door.

He Shen's eyes were reddened by this imagining, he felt the gentle trembling of the beautiful young man's Adam's apple, and his voice was harsh: "What? I want to ask for help, can he help you?"

During the time when Yuxian triggers the branch plot, the flow rate of the outside world is also normal.In this timeline, the evil ghost watched Yu Xian suddenly faint in his arms, breathing so lightly that he could hardly hear him.

Panic.

He easily led Yu Xian to the door, and pressed him firmly against the door. The cold air that was different from a living person lingered around Yu Xian, "You call him, try calling his name."

"Let him listen to how the people who are out of reach for him cry for help while choking."

Qi Ye couldn't hear any response, he walked back and forth irritably, the light and shadow changed back and forth under the crack of the door following his movements, clearly reflecting the alternation of figures.

Because of this ghostly action, Yu Xian's face hit the cold door panel, his flushed face was frozen, and the illusion of longing for others to touch from the bottom of his heart was also like tentacles, slowly shrinking back to the coke rock.

But he still exhaled lightly, his heart rate was extremely fast.

The evil spirit looked at the shadow and grinned, "Speak up, baby."

Yu Xian hated him going crazy regardless of time or occasion, he was always cold and self-confident, how could he bear this kind of grievance?

The physical collision made him uncomfortable, and Yu Xian began to struggle on his own. He Shen's erratic soul body fell on Yu Xian like a light feather, but at the same time, it carried a weight that was extremely difficult to lift. Between skins, sparks seemed to flicker in front of Yu Xian's eyes.

He could simply break Chu Ping's wrist with the ant's gnawing itch, but he couldn't resist He Shen's more and more excessive behavior, so he could only endure humiliation, because Yu Xian couldn't hurt him.

But Yu Xian couldn't bear his shameless making those weird noises.

Since this is the case, the corners of Yu Xian Pianfei's eyes were crimson, and traces of red water snaked out of his sobbing lips.

The water stain slid to the graceful jaw, and was gently squeezed off by the malicious He Shen.He pinched Yu Xian's chin and forced him to open his mouth.

Yu Xian was suffering from pain, and opened his mouth uncontrollably, revealing his obedient tongue lying in his mouth. On the tender red tongue, pitifully, the crimson bitten was exposed, and there were blood like dewdrops.

He stared blankly at the sky, unable to see anything.

He Shen lovingly kissed his forehead, "It's so pitiful, Xianxian."

Yu Xian closed her eyes, her brows were cold.

Qi Ye stood outside for a long time, knocked on the door twice, saw no answer, then walked away.

He Shen still didn't tell Yu Xian that from the moment he woke up, no matter what he did, no sound could be heard from the outside world.

Just like this, let him continue to misunderstand, and let him mistakenly think that he was peeped at the most embarrassing and shameful time.

He Shen gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, isn't that good?

He Shen seemed to be sure that Yu Xian was docile, and He Shen was in a good mood. After taking a last look at him, he disappeared.

As soon as he left, Yu Xian sat up with his hands propped up, and his snow-white hands were inserted into the messy black hair, and he wiped back to reveal a clean and full forehead.

As soon as He Shen left, the coldness in the room gradually dissipated.The exhaled heat gradually melted, and Yu Xian who calmed down said, "System, what did Qi Ye leave just now?"

The system originally thought he wouldn't know, but was suddenly stopped by Yu Xian, curious: [How do you know he left something for you? 】

Yu Xian's demeanor was still the same as usual, his voice was very cold, like two pieces of cold jade hitting each other, and his voice was naturally as cold as a piece of ice.

"Last time, he knocked on the door twice and told me that he stuffed something into the keyhole."

This keen observation is amazing.

The system became interested: [Indeed, he left a note under the crack of the door. 】

Yu Xian moved his sore body. He didn't know where the blind stick was thrown by He Shen, so he could only slowly grope for it.When I touched under the crack of the door, there were still a little pink fingers on my fingers, which had already been stained with dust, and the dust stuck to the ground, leaving fingerprints.

Yu Xian found a piece of folded cardboard under the crack of the door. He unfolded it, stroked the surface of the cardboard lightly, and found that Qi Ye had thoughtfully carved the characters in Braille.

However, Yu Xian does not know Braille.

He held the paper and frowned, rubbed it for a moment, then tilted his head and thought: "System, can you translate?"

The system seemed to laugh, [Of course, people are always willing to help beautiful things. 】

【It was Wu Huailing who killed Chu Ping. 】

When Yu Xian heard the name, he rubbed off the piece of paper without raising his head, and stuffed it expressionlessly into the mouth of the vase that he could touch.

After a pause, there was no pen on him.

He thought of He Shen's brush.

He Shen carried the paintbrush with him, and the body of the brush felt uneven, which should be carved patterns.When Yu Xian grabbed the paintbrush before, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

But now, the only thing he can contact with the outside world may be this opportunity.

So he waited quietly.The well-behaved young master of the rich family was sitting with the restraint of a nobleman, his back straight, like a steadfast and unyielding green pine, arrogant and lonely, no one could break his arrogance and let him bow his head in pity.

When He Shen came, what he saw was Yu Xian's appearance. He bent his mouth, and the other's appearance completely matched his perfect impression of the past.

He Shen hugged Yu Xian, and rubbed his face affectionately. Yu Xian, who had his eyes closed, frowned and pushed him impatiently after being rubbed by him like this.

"Go away," he said, his voice weak.

He Shen was a little surprised, and touched his back, only to feel a burst of clamminess.

He stretched out his hand to touch Yu Xian's bright and clean forehead.

After a pause for a while, He Shen vaguely remembered that he had died a long time ago, and the dead man was covered with coldness, more bitter than the ice in the ice cellar.

Everything he touches is hot and warm.

When he let down his vigilance, Yu Xian quietly took the paintbrush.

In the next second, his head was dizzy, and Yu Xian struggled to gather his consciousness, but he just shook his body, and only had time to hide the paintbrush under the quilt.

The evil ghost's eyes stopped on the quilt, which was very complicated.

The system whispered: [I didn't tell you last time, this is the contact medium for the side plot. 】

Opening his eyes again, Yu Xian heard the sound of pattering rain, his eyes were dim, and he half-opened his eyes and asked, "Where is this?"

System: [The back garden of Lushan Xiaoyuan, where He Shen held an art exhibition. 】

Hearing the continuous sound of rain outside, Yu Xian's mouth moved twice, and the rest of the words were hidden in the rain curtain, so he didn't say anything.

Someone next to him suddenly hugged him and said in a low voice, "Xianxian, it may take a while, I have something to do."

Yu Xian ignored him.

He didn't pay much attention to He Shen, whether he was alive or dead.

He Shen got used to it, so he put on his own coat, and his every move was extremely gentle, "When the rain stops, I will rush over to pick you up immediately."

He pinched Yu Xian's collar with his fingers, and Yu Xian opened his hand with a snap.

Feeling helpless, He Shen, who was still alive, sighed.

With a fresh and soft fragrance filling his nose, Yu Xian sat there with his eyes open, listening to the sound of He Shen's gradually leaving footsteps.

This sits for hours.

The rain stopped long ago, but He Shen didn't come.

Suddenly, someone yelled something from a distance, but Yu Xian couldn't hear it clearly, only the sound of falling into the water with a splash.

The back garden, of course, should be the innermost part of Lushan Small Garden. Generally, this kind of place is remote and deserted. No one would want to go to this kind of place. It is like a wild field, full of weeds and dead branches, very desolate. .

Yu Xian heard the woman's heart-piercing cry, "Yang Xi... uru... help... don't... uru..."

Ah, so it is.

Yu Xian stood up, turned his head to look at the source of the voice, took a step back accidentally, and stepped on someone's foot.

The man appeared suddenly and stood silently behind Yu Xian, like a ghost quietly following him.

Yu Xian kicked on reflex, but forgot that this was not a place he was familiar with.He kicked that person, tripped over the stone table when he stepped back, and fell backwards.

His stomach hurt from being kicked, but the person who came rushed up and put his arms around Yu Xian's waist, and lifted him up from mid-air.

"Xianxian, what are you doing? You still kicked me." As he spoke, He Shen felt a little aggrieved, and under the gap of the shirt he brought up during his movements, he could see a large bruise on his skin.

The woman's voice for help gradually faded away.

Yu Xian: "Can't you hear me? A cry for help."

He Shen was silent. He had stood here for a while, and heard everything he needed to hear.

He knew Yang Xi, He Shen looked into Yu Xian's eyes, "Okay, you wait here, don't go anywhere."

After he left, the system suddenly said: [Go, hide!Turn left seven steps and go to the grass. 】

Yu Xian quickly explored the way and got in.

The fallen leaves fell on him itchy, Yu Xian twisted them away, and listened to the system: [Shh, don't talk, breathe lightly. 】

A strange feeling ran up his back, Yu Xian was clearly not moving, and the grass was messy and lush enough, but he could just feel a burst of vague sight surrounding the grass, as if he had found himself but didn't.

An excited voice sounded, and it was clearly Yang Xi. In just a short while, he had already walked from a distance to the pavilion where Yu Xian was staying.

"I pushed her."

A neutral voice with a smile was Wu Huailing, "Yang Xi, that's not pushing, it's killing."

Yang Xi growled: "I just want to complete...the initiation ceremony!"

Yu Xian couldn't hear some words in the middle, Yang Xi's words were too vague.

Wu Huailing pressed: "So you killed your girlfriend? There will be something staring at you at the initiation ceremony, do you feel it?"

Only then did Yang Xi wake up, "Indeed..."

Wu Huailing: "That means your sacrifice is unqualified, and it would be a waste for those who are so poor to even look at it."

By the end of the conversation, Yu Xian already understood what they were talking about.However, the initiation ceremony and sacrifice they said, these two people are extreme sect worshipers?

While thinking, Yu Xian didn't notice that the two had left.

But the gazes lingering among the bushes became more and more frequent, as if he smelled a strong and foul smell of blood in his nose, Yu Xian's back felt chills, and he felt the breath coming from the gaps in the bushes.

That breathing was so light and quiet that even Yu Xian's heartbeat was louder than that.

Weird yellow vertical pupils stared closely at the black-haired face soaked in crystal dew, and the wet black hair stuck to the face, like a lotus dew blown by wind and rain, beautiful and cold.

System: [It found you. 】

Needless to say, Yu Xian's stomach writhed as the smelly damp wind approached.

He couldn't see, his vision was black.The sky was bright, and Yu Xian could still feel the faint light in the grass just now, but at this time, there was not even a little blur of light.

Only monsters can have such a huge stature.

Breathing on his face, Yu Xian realized that Wu Huailing and Yang Xi had just said: Nothing is staring at you.Her sentence was wrong, there was something, but it was not Yang Xi, but Yu Xian who was staring at her.

The hand caught in the mud suddenly poked out!Yu Xian didn't know where he poked in, but he still breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the obvious sound of the branch piercing into the flesh.

With a crackle, the branch was cut off, and Yu Xian subconsciously blocked it with the back of his hand.When the pain hit, Yu Xian was sweating from the pain, and tremblingly covering the wound on his hand, slippery and sticky blood gushed out. For a moment, he couldn't tell how big the wound was.

He lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was lying on a cold bed.

As soon as Yu Xian stretched out his hand, the back of his hand felt a sharp pain.

"What's wrong?" He Shen asked.

He sniffed, smelling the pungent rust in the air.

He hadn't been hurt before, so why did he get hurt all of a sudden?He Shen suddenly appeared beside Yu Xian, looking at the wound on the back of Yu Xian's hand.

Suddenly there was something more in his memory, he remembered, his eyes darkened, "How could there be that thing here..."

His icy body temperature touched Yu Xian, and Yu Xian vaguely remembered that he should have returned to the real timeline.

He is really hot now.

The burning sensation brought about by the wound was overwhelming, Yu Xian's face was puffed with powder, and her lips, which were originally as delicate and bright as roses, were extremely sickly and pale at this moment.

His black eyebrows were furrowed, his crow-feather eyelashes quivered uncomfortably, and his body was hot.

He Shen's body was very cold.

Yu Xian was dizzy from the high fever, and the back of his hand was still in pain, so he unconsciously moved towards the cold place.

Eyelashes trembling, he opened his hazy eyes, and physiological tears escaped from his godless eyes immediately.

With a whimper, Yu Xian grabbed the man's hand that seemed to be about to escape, feeling the coldness above it, and pressed it against his steaming face, sighed, and hugged that arm contentedly.

What does it look like for a person who is usually rampant and as cold as ice to melt snow quietly?

He Shen had never been looked at differently by him before, even though he had already become a ghost, tormented by hatred and hope day and night, he turned into a resentful ghost.

Seeing his appearance at this time, suddenly, he also felt that the false beating heart was softened into water.

But obviously, as a ghost, he only takes pleasure in killing and cruelty.

He Shen wondered, didn't he also enjoy himself when he tortured Yu Xian before?