Night Talk Hundred Stories

The morning light was slightly dewy, and the still soft sunlight passed through the screen window lightly, and shone on a man and a wolf who were tightly clung to each other in the carriage.

Suddenly, the black wolf moved its eyelids, opened them slowly, and noticed that the boy leaning on his arms was still dreaming. A warmth flowed from the eyes of the black wolf, and the tail that covered the boy's body flicked slightly, bringing There was a small air flow, maybe it was a little cold, the boy shrank his body again, and let out a very soft murmur, the black wolf stretched out his tongue to lick the boy's cheek, and then put his tail on the boy's body .

If time stagnates like this, it's okay...

Hei Yao stretched out his tongue to lick Qinghe while thinking this way, the rough texture of the wolf's tongue troubled Qinghe who was sleeping deeply, but he was reluctant to wake up anyway, he just frowned slightly, turned his head away to avoid this inexplicable lick.

However, Hei Yao seemed to be addicted to it. The skin of the young man lying docilely under him was unusually delicate, with a faint scent of grass and trees. The scent he had been familiar with for thousands of years made him want to stop more and more. It's like they're all on fire, but they can't vent in every possible way.

The sharp fangs slashed across the skin of the young man's neck, just touching it, the blood bubbling under the skin seemed to be filled with warmth, the clear and abnormal blood flow seemed to have found an outlet for Hei Yao to vent, The thought that had been suppressed by him in recent days suddenly became clear——

Break the person in front of him to the bone, and he will be with him forever.Will not throw away my hand inexplicably, will not be attracted by other characters, only myself...

The black wolf slowly showed its sharp teeth, and tentatively touched the young man's skin, Qing He didn't feel the slightest bit, but subconsciously clenched the soft long hair of the black wolf in his hand slightly.

Hei Yao was startled, a trace of panic flashed in his dark pupils, he closed his eyes, exhaled a foul breath, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, until the smell of blood came, and he calmed down.

Looking down at the peaceful sleeping face of the boy in his arms, Hei Yao's gaze gradually became complicated——

What happened to yourself?

Hei Yao knew that the thought was probably his own demon, but he couldn't find a way to solve it for a while. He was even timid to tell Qinghe about it, because he was afraid that after the other party knew his dirty idea, there would be something wrong in his clean eyes. Not even a hint of disdain or fear.

Qinghe, Qinghe, Qinghe... Recited the boy's name over and over again in his heart, Hei Lang lowered his eyelashes to hide the waves in his eyes.

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The two traveled all the way, it was already early winter, the weather was getting colder day by day, and the wind brought a bit of biting chill when it brushed over people's faces.On the way, Hei Yao hunted a few wild rabbits in the mountains, and flayed their furs to make a robe for Qing He. The young man's cheeks were half covered by the circle of white fur, and a pair of black eyes turned around, showing With a few hints of cunning, she looks even more youthful and cute.

Qinghe loved this robe very much, he pulled a corner of the robe and played with it carefully in his hands. Rabbit fur is very delicate and comfortable to the touch, so it makes him more and more happy. He bumped into a passer-by on the side, that person had a violent temper, he couldn't help but go up and grab Qing He by the collar, and said loudly, "How do you walk, you kid? You keep bumping into people?!"

Before the words fell, he was grabbed by the wrist first. The man was caught off guard for a moment, and his eyebrows were wrinkled in pain. When he looked up, he saw the young man in black with a hostile expression on his face. In the air, there was an ice-like breath, which made him unable to move.

Seeing this, Qinghe felt a sudden pause in his heart. Others couldn't see it, but he saw it clearly. There was a faint bloody red light flashing in Hei Yao's eyes, as terrifying as Shura who was about to kill.

Qing He had never seen Hei Yao in such a posture, he didn't care about the others, he just immediately grabbed Hei Yao's other hand, and said anxiously: "Hei Yao, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Hei Yao's hands froze, and gradually loosened his strength. Seeing this, the man hurriedly ran away, and looked back from time to time to see if anyone was following him, which seemed extremely funny.

Hei Yao didn't care about him, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he looked at Qinghe with tenderness: "Sorry, just now... I think I was a little too excited."

"It's okay." Qinghe shook his head, but his expression was full of worry. He looked up and down Hei Yao for a long time, but he couldn't see anything wrong, just like that strange young man just now. The general never existed at all.

After being scrutinized by Qinghe, Hei Yao smiled, stretched out his index finger and tapped Qinghe's forehead, and teased, "Why are you just staring at me? It's as if you've never seen it before."

Qinghe's face was reddish, and he muttered in a low voice: "Nonsense."

Hei Yao patted his head: "Alright, let's go?"

Qing He glanced at Hei Yao again, then nodded, thought for a while and said seriously: "If you have something to do, you must not hide anything from me."

Seeing Hei Yao nodding with a smile, Qing He shook the hands they were holding with satisfaction, "Let's go."

The figures of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the long street. The young man held on tightly to the young man beside him all the way, and occasionally looked at each other secretly with a trace of worry and deep attachment in his eyes, as if he was staring at a unique treasure in the world. Love and joy.

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The night was getting dark, a few stars hung alone on the tip of the mountain, and the dim, almost invisible moonlight was hidden behind layers of dark clouds, making it even more lonely.

A gigantic beast with silver fur walked slowly out of the forest. Suddenly, a gleam of red light flashed through the pair of silver-white eyes, gradually covering the entire pupil. Red colored glaze is generally crystal clear.

It's just that there is an undisguised killing intent in such a pair of beautiful eyes, which makes people feel chills when they see it. The giant beast bent down/body, and its huge head pressed against the ground and let out a low growl. After a while, Then a silver-haired man appeared in the air, his beautiful face showed no expression, he just glanced at the giant beast lying at his feet, and said calmly, "It seems to be a new beast, right? "

The giant beast nodded, then gently rubbed against the young man's legs, with a hint of excitement in its eyes - it hadn't fought for a long time.

"Are you already excited?" The young man smiled, pointing his fingertips unconsciously on his lips. He looked up at the darkness in the distance, "It's really nostalgic... the taste of fighting."

"Then, let's go together and... kill it with our own hands." The young man bent down and touched the soft hair on the top of the giant beast's head, his tone was so flat as if he was just saying "the moonlight is not very good tonight".

The giant beast screamed again, with uncontrollable excitement in the voice.

The young man straightened up, tilted his head slightly, as if he had seen some very puzzling puzzle, and there was a bit of childish curiosity on that pretty face.

"How did it appear? It has obviously disappeared for so many years..."

The author has something to say: This story should be bloody... But I really like o(*￣▽￣*)o