Fu Li wanted to evacuate all of them before nightfall, but before they set off, Wuyi suddenly visited and said that he had something important to tell him.

The evacuation was delayed, and everyone had to stay in the Di clan for another night, and it was on this night that something happened that no one had expected.

In the middle of the night, the clouds cover the moon.

A cloud of smoke flickered and dispersed under the dark night, lightly dodging the defensive line outside the Di clan, like a rootless yin wind, blowing into the Di clan.

After the demon Nanshu broke into the temple and successfully retrieved the secret inside, everyone expected that the threat of the demon clan to the Di clan had been lifted, so the defense outside the Di clan returned to the way it was before everything happened. And this night, Jinhuang Yunhua left, Fu Li was seriously injured and his mind did not belong, but he gave Xiaoxiao a rare opportunity to take advantage of.

A night breeze swept into the room along the ridge of the propped window, and the lamp burning in the corner shook the flames, Jiang Xinyue woke up from the nightmare, opened her eyes suddenly, and gasped fiercely. Suddenly, as if she was aware of something, she sat up sharply and looked outside, only to see a purple-black figure circling out from behind the bamboo curtain.

The faint light of the candle illuminated the man's face.

Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened instantly, and her misty pupils quickly crawled with panic. The memories of being kidnapped by him, in fear all day long, and in the dark, flooded up again like maggots on tarsal bones.

"It's you!"

Seeing that she recognized herself, Nan Shu's red lips slowly hooked, as if she was smiling.

He swept to Jiang Xinyue in an instant, his slender white index finger gently picked up her jaw, and his voice was as pleasant as the song of a bird, "This seat borrowed your body, so you should also take a look." ”

Nan Shu has a handsome appearance, more than most monks, and he has a graceful figure, and his eyebrows are impregnated with the evil and charm of being a demon, like a seductive and sinking charm. If it were in normal times, Jiang Xinyue would definitely be ready to move when she saw such a character.

But she had also seen him smiling lightly, tearing several Canglang disciples into blood without changing his face.

She was afraid of him, she was really afraid.

The demon clan is unpredictable and capricious, she is committed to him in order to save her life, but Nan Shu is fundamentally different from her other men, his mind is unpredictable, her jade phoenix physique is not worth mentioning in his opinion, and the tricks she plays are like a clown jumping off the beam in his eyes that seem to be smiling.

She wants to live, he wants to borrow her body, and the two of them take what they need and reach an agreement.

Jiang Xinyue originally thought that once the matter of the Di clan was over, she would have nothing to use with him, and she would be safe and sound when she returned to the wings of Xiuzhen. But who would have thought that he would break into the Di clan again!

What is the purpose of his night visit?

Jiang Xinyue was forced to lift her chin, her upper teeth biting the soft flesh on the inside of her lower lip, and her thin body was like catkins in the wind, trembling lightly. The mist lingering in the pupils of his eyes quickly gathered, tumbling and surging in his eye sockets, and the whole person was terrified to the extreme.

But she didn't dare to make any resistance after all, and even put her breathing to the lightest, for fear that her heavy breathing would make him unhappy and be killed by him in the palm of her hand.

Nan Shu seemed to be extremely satisfied with her reaction, the arc of the corners of her mouth deepened, her fingertips twisted her chin, her thumb rubbed the pale **, and said casually: "It's really moving, I feel pity." ”

Jiang Xinyue was very worried in her heart, she didn't know what he was sneaking into the Di clan for this time, obviously he had already got what he wanted. She wouldn't really think he was obsessed with her, so he ventured in. Could it be that he was afraid that she would reveal her secrets, so he came to kill people and kill people?

As soon as this thought came out, Jiang Xinyue became more and more frightened, and the tears that had been rolling in her eyes were finally overwhelmed, and they slipped down the corners of her eyes and into her temples, making her more and more like a delicate flower in the wind and rain, weak and poignant.

Nan Shu's eyes deepened, leaning over her, cheeks against cheeks, red lips almost holding her earlobes, a warm breath spraying on her neck, intimate as if the ears and temples between lovers grinding.

Jiang Xinyue's face became more and more pale, and her body trembled more and more, only to hear him say: "Furong tears, such a look, even if you are a hard-hearted man, you can only turn into a soft ...... around your fingers when you see it" After saying that, she straightened up, withdrew her right hand and flipped it, and two soft worms with a light blue halo turned out in her palm, like fat and tender spring silkworms, clinging to each other, like partners.

With a wave of his left hand, one of them hit Jiang Xinyue's eyebrows, the blue light flashed, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What did you plant for me?!" Jiang Xinyue screamed in horror, her hands frantically stroking her face, "What is this? What did you plant for me?!" She looked at his charming face, but she only felt like a demon crawling out of hell, she grabbed his robe tightly, crying, "...... I won't tell you your secret, I promise I won't say a word! Please, don't kill me! Please......"

She should have caused a commotion long ago when she was crying like this, but now it was still quiet outside, and apparently no one noticed anything unusual in her room. It must have been some kind of barrier set up by Nan Shu. Thinking like this, Jiang Xinyue's heart became more and more desperate, and she only felt that her life was worse than grass, and she was more and more noisy regardless of it.

Nan Shuxiu's eyebrows furrowed, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she leaned down, looked deeply into her eyes, raised her index finger and pressed her lips to make a "silence" movement, and her tone was as gentle as a private murmur between lovers, "Shhh......h Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......" said, the index finger picked up her jaw again, "How can this seat be willing to give up such a beautiful face?"

The cheeks of the two were extremely close, and Jiang Xinyue could even see the purple-black pupils slowly flowing inside through his pupils. She really stopped making noise as if she was bewitched, and looked at Nan Shu ignorantly and innocently, like a newborn little beast.

"Good ......" Nan Shu stroked her cheeks with satisfaction, and her red lips were raised high, lining his bright face, which looked gorgeous and incomprehensible.

He put another soft worm in his palm into Jiang Xinyue's hand, and coaxed her lightly: "Good girl, take this Lost Soul Gu to Fu Li, and tell him, you remember what the left envoy of the Night Demon Clan took away in the box of the temple's secret domain." ”

Then, while he wasn't looking, he punched this Gu worm into his eyebrows. ”

Jiang Xinyue felt the slight itchy touch caused by the wriggling of the Gu worm in her palm, raised her head to look at him, and shook her head timidly, "Venerable Fu Li, his cultivation is profound, I, I, can't do it......"

"You can. Nan Shu's voice was incredibly soft, like a shark moaning into the abyss of the deep sea, and the tail of his brow was twinking, "He is seriously injured, and this is the weakest time. Moreover, I will help you behind your back, don't be afraid. ”