The fishing beauty scum died and escaped after finishing Xianzun

When the young man shouted that sentence, Xue Huai's face changed slightly, and the strength in his hand unconsciously relaxed a lot. He gently stretched out his hand, and touched the tip of the young man's nose, and felt that the young man's aura under the palm of his hand became weak.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately caught the young man's body that fell powerlessly, and a wave of boundless panic surged into his heart again.

Xue Huai wandered between the two of them in a trance, paused, carefully put his body back into the cold white jade, and looked at the weak-breathing young man with complicated eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Rong Huo sat up in a daze, his neck hurt as he moved, and the previous memories flooded into his mind instantly.

Rubbing his neck uncomfortably, he raised his eyes to look around, and was caught off guard when he suddenly met a pair of dark eyes, and his breath was suddenly suffocated.

The long candles in the room were dimmed, and there was a faintly visible person sitting in front of his bed, his deep and dark eyes were fixed on him.

Rong Huo's heart beat faster, and seeing that person seemed to be sitting motionless in front of the bed, he boldly moved closer, before he could fully see the other person's face.

The man suddenly raised his hand to hold his wrist, pulling him to the front.

Before he had time to react, he was suddenly pulled towards him. The distance between the two of them shortened instantly, and he could smell the cold breath on the man's body.

Rong Huo stared intently in astonishment, and the visitor's long hair like the first snow came into view, his brows and eyes were full of coldness, and his complexion was still a little pale.

Xue Huai? !

Frowning lightly, Rong Huo looked at Xue Huai vigilantly, struggling hard to restrain his hand, Xue Huai condensed his brows and eyes unmoved, and took out a piece of crumpled paper.

Passed it in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "You drew this?"

Hearing this, Rong Huo stopped struggling, looked over suspiciously, saw the man with dog ears painted on it, was startled for a moment, and said bravely, "I haven't seen it before."

"Really?" Xue Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him constantly, his expression difficult to distinguish.

"Yes." The man's eyes fell on him as if he had substance, and he tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face, and raised his hand to touch his earlobe.

Xue Huai's eyes sank, seeing the action of the succubus touching his earlobe in front of him, he was momentarily stunned, his face lost for a moment.

"Pain..." Rong Huo struggled to grab Xue Huai's hand, seeing that there was no response, she habitually raised her hand and pushed Xue Huai's chest.

Hearing the familiar tone of the succubus in front of him, Xue Huai suddenly came to his senses, looked over with suspicion in his eyes, his chest heaved violently, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and wrap his arms around the waist of the person in front of him, pulling him into his arms.

Panting suddenly, Xue Huai slowly let go of his hand, and raised his hand to touch the cold white jade on his chest. The cool touch made him wake up a lot in an instant.

He looked at the succubus in front of him with deep eyes: "Who are you?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Rong Huo stared at Xue Huai dissatisfiedly. He knew that he should stab this lunatic to death with a sword, but he didn't even let him die, and humiliated his body like this.

In the past few days, he wanted to kill him again and again, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, a sneer appeared on the corner of Rong Huo's mouth: "Why does the Lord want me?"

"Could it be that you want to kill me again, or want me to bleed you again?"

Xue Huai froze, looked down at the red mark on the young man's neck, raised his hand to touch it in a trance, and rubbed it carefully along the red mark.

The cold touch on the neck made Rong Huan tremble, and Rong Huo suddenly stepped back, backed up on the bed, kept a certain distance from the man, and looked at Xue Huai vigilantly.

With a pause for his fingertips, Xue Huai slowly withdrew his hand and dropped it in front of him. Covered by the loose sleeves, his fingertips kept rubbing against each other, as if the temperature of the boy before was still on it.

She lowered her eyes slightly to cover up the emotions in her eyes: "Why did you come here to take away... him?"

Being far away from Xue Huai, the whole body was no longer surrounded by the cold breath, and instantly felt that his breathing became much smoother. Hearing Xue Huai's question, Rong Rong chuckled lightly.

"Of course, I heard from others that the Lord of the Demon Race is an out-and-out lunatic. He secretly hid other people's corpses and didn't know what shady things he was doing behind his back. people."

Xue Huai's complexion changed suddenly, a tinge of scarlet crept into his eyes, he stared at Rong Zhuo gloomyly, and said coldly.

"He's not dead!"

Speaking of this, Xue Huai stroked the cold white jade on his chest, his face suddenly became gentle again, and said softly: "He is just asleep, he will wake up."

Seeing Xue Huai's up and down face, cloudy and sunny, Rong Huo was startled and subconsciously moved back.

It's really crazy, how can you look like a normal person like this.

Rong Huo looked around, looking for something to defend against, he really didn't want to get close to this lunatic.After searching for a long time, I only saw soft quilts and soft pillows on the bed, which had no attack power.

At this moment, Xue Huai stood up suddenly, Rong Huo tensed up instantly, and raised his misty peach eyes to look at Xue Huai.

Xue Huai smiled faintly, and said in a low voice: "Are you hungry, I'll ask the kitchen to bring you some food?"

"Ah?" Just thinking about whether to die with Xue Huai, when he heard the man's words, he couldn't react for a moment, looked at the man in a daze, and nodded.

Suddenly, Xue Huai smiled slightly, carefully put away the crumpled rice paper in his hand, put it in his sleeve, straightened his skirt, turned and walked out of the room.

When Xue Huai's figure completely disappeared outside the door, Rong Huo suddenly came back to his senses, and got off the bed lightly, seeing that the room was not closed, there was still a small gap, and he was overjoyed.

Gently pushing open the door, the yard was quiet, and under the dim moonlight, she stretched out her hand and could hardly see her fingers. Rong confusedly touched the wall, and walked along to the outer wall.

Clapping his hands, he jumped up, and his hand touched the edge of the wall. Suddenly, a hand clasped his waist and pulled him down suddenly. Rong Zhuo suddenly fell down unsteadily.

"what!"

The expected pain did not come, but instead felt his body fall into a warm embrace, Rong Huo blankly supported his firm chest with his hands, raised his head slightly, and looked at the person coming.

The visitor held a bowl of porridge in one hand and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, looking at him with downcast eyes, cold and stern in his eyes.

Rong Huo was stunned, struggling to get out of the embrace of the visitor.The visitor frowned, slowly loosened his hand around his waist, and looked at Rong Huo with deep eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Facing the gaze of the person who came up, Rong Huo sighed in frustration, secretly glanced at the outer wall with reluctance, glared at the person who came up angrily, lowered his head slightly and walked back to the room.

Seeing the back of the young man turning away, the visitor's eyes flickered, and he followed slowly. After the young man returned to the house, he went straight to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over, and turned his head Stuffed in the quilt.

The visitor paused, put the porridge in his hand lightly on the table, walked towards the bed, stared at the young man wrapped in the quilt, his fingers trembled, and he curled up slightly uncontrollably.

Leaning down slightly, hesitatingly raised his hand to hold a corner of the quilt, carefully opened a slit, and looked at the young man whose face was a little flushed from boredom.

Her lips moved slightly, and it took a long time to find her own voice, and said in a low voice, "Come out and eat something first."

"No, I'm sleepy, I don't want to eat any more, the Lord wants to leave first if there is nothing to do." Rong Huo grabbed the quilt and wanted to cover it back.

After tugging for a long time, Xue Huai held the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands. He was so strong that he couldn't move at all. Xue Huai stared at him without saying a word.

Sighing softly, Rong Huo looked at Xue Huai's irresistible expression, lifted the quilt and sat up, just as he was about to leave the bed, a fresh scent came to his nostrils.

Rong Huo looked up and saw that Xue Huai had already brought some steaming porridge over, lightly scooped up a spoonful, handed it to him, and put the spoon against his lips.

"..." Rong Huo looked at the fragrant porridge, with some shredded meat floating on it, the tip of Rong Huo's nose moved, and his eyes lit up slightly.

It's the smell of chicken!

With some difficulty moving his eyes away from above, Rong Huo pursed his lips and stepped back, silently refusing the man's feeding.

Xue Huai's hand holding the spoon paused, his face sank, he raised his hand and continued to pass it forward, the slightly cool spoon touched Rong Huo's lips again.

A burst of anger rose suddenly, Rong Huo waved his hand, and vigorously pushed away the spoon that was against him, and the porcelain-white spoon fell to the ground with a bang.

"I don't want to eat! Do you know how to respect people?"

Xue Huai turned his face sideways and lowered his eyes to look at the spoon that fell on the ground. He couldn't see the expression on his face, the air suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding was dead silent.

Looking at Xue Huai who was still a little dazed, Rong Huo raised his hand and pushed Xue Huai's chest, pushed the person away, lay down, continued to cover his head with the quilt, completely ignoring Xue Huai beside him.

The room was terribly quiet, Xue Huai sitting next to him seemed to have not moved for a long time, closed his eyes in bewilderment and sleepiness, his eyelids dropped heavily, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Lying on the soft quilt, in a trance, I felt like I had a dream. In the dream, when I returned to the Taoist couple ceremony with Xue Huai, Xue Huai in my memory was holding on to his hand and wanted to form a bond with him.

Gentle palms wrapped his hands like a prison, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

In the dream, he was like a bystander, standing coldly on one side and looking at the painful expression on Xue Huai's face, feeling a sense of vengeful pleasure in his heart.

Couldn't help but murmur softly: "I don't like Shizun the least, so how could I become a Taoist companion with Shizun?"

At this moment, a crisp breaking sound sounded, Rong Huo suddenly woke up from the dream, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Xue Huai pressing on him, staring at him with red eyes.

Unknown emotions were surging in his eyes, Xue Huai clenched his hands close to his ears into fists, his voice was gloomy like the whispers of an evil ghost.

"Got you."

"Confused..."

Rong Huo's pupils narrowed slightly, and he realized that Xue Huai probably already knew his identity, and his heart beat like a drum. Seeing Xue Huai's dark eyes, Rong Huo pushed hard, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

Before he had time to put on his shoes and socks, he ran outside with his bare feet. As soon as his hand touched the door, he gently pushed open a gap, his face was happy, and he wanted to step out immediately.

Suddenly, he staggered, and instantly felt something restraining his ankle, and the cold touch pressed against his ankle.

Before he could recover, a warm body pressed him to the ground, lying helplessly on the ground, someone pressed him from the back, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The black eyes began to mist, and Rong Huo was so uncomfortable that he struggled with his arms and legs, but he heard the crisp sound of chains swinging at his ankles.

The eyes were completely flustered, and while Rong Huo was struggling, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the corner of the black clothes not far from the door, raised his eyes in surprise, and happened to meet the eyes of Ying Qi who was wearing a mask.

"help me!"

Rong Huo weakly raised his hand and grabbed the door, and soon his waist tightened, and he was dragged back into the room by someone restraining his waist.

"crunch-"

The heavy door slammed shut with a bang.

作者有话要说：感谢小天使的灌溉，来来来，加更一章献上哈哈哈感谢在2022-04-2813：08：14～2022-04-2823：02：20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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