The two people under the silver dragon tree stood lifelikely, and the girl was dressed in red and stood there proudly, her red pupils staring at the deep meaning from each other's black eyes without dodging. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a long time, the cold voice slowly sounded again in the phantom mirror, and he lowered his brows and raised his voice,

"I can give you something, but..." ”

It seemed that he already knew that he would say this, and when Toothless heard his words, the red lips curled up with a clear arc, and said with a smile,

"Of course, as long as I get half a fox silver mask, I'll naturally tell you everything that happened back then, including..." ”

Toothless squinted his eyes and smiled, with a hint of displeasure in his deep black eyes, there was no trace of ripples on the face of the deceptive frost and snow, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he was not stained with a moment of fine dust, but the toothless on the other side still felt his infiltrating sense of oppression, and sure enough, the next words confirmed the impatience between his eyebrows,

"One last time, don't use soul listening on me again. ”

"I, as much as I can. She spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, the smile on her face undiminished, and it was not difficult to see the perfunctory meaning.

This listening soul technique has said how can it be so easy to control, and I don't know if it's because of the blood that is searching, so that her hearing is insightful, so that she can hear the voice of Wu's heart, what a rare thing, how can you say that if you don't listen, you won't listen.

In fact, she guessed a little right, it was precisely because Xun's blood allowed her to hear Wuxin's voice, Xun's right eye was connected to Wuwei from the moment she entered the store, and he had Wucheng's aura on his body, and his aura was also in his natural blood. Coupled with the possession of two five-hundred-year-old spiritual fruits, it is inevitable that the power will grow.

"Don't take chances, after all, you're not the only one who can listen to souls. When Wu turned to leave, he said such a sentence to Wuya, which made a large wave of cold air behind her instantly force her heart, rushing straight to her head, making her startled, and even more cold sweat when she glanced at the evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

She looked at the distant back with a stiff smile, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Damn, how did she forget that this guy would also listen to soul magic, now it's okay, it seems that his voice just now has already been listened to by him, and he is still complacent here, it turns out that her behavior just now is just a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of others. In front of him, he took an axe, as if he had lifted a stone and hit his own foot, and he couldn't scream in pain.

She was crazy in her heart, but she couldn't refute any words on her face, and in the face of the black belly, the best thing was to say nothing and think about nothing.

But apparently it was too late, and her mind was clear.

A certain insect ran wild in the illusion mirror, and the faceless who walked out of the illusion mirror with a faint smile, when he saw the white figure that had long disappeared outside the house, the corners of his mouth stopped again, and the black pupils flashed with blue light in the dark crow, and a trace of complex light crossed the depths of his eyes.

Perhaps, her choice back then may not necessarily be right, and he should return to the world that belongs to him.

He thought silently in his heart, a familiar smile flashed in his mind, and he sighed lightly and returned to the wicker chair to pick up the book in his hand and flip through it.

At night, the winter night always comes early, and in a short time it is already pitch black outside, and the night is like a huge net, shrouding a glimmer of light beyond the sky in black, and it seems that there is no other color to be seen except black. The stars bloomed, glowing faintly, and the only light came from the watery moonlight in the sky, pouring down undisguised, like a looming veil that shrouded the night in silence.

The dim light shone on the old wooden board, and the crow was as quiet as ever, and the black figure on the rattan chair stared tirelessly at the book in his hand, and had not put it down since he picked it up, not knowing that it was dark.

And the person who should come back is still nowhere to be seen, he is not in a hurry, he waits patiently.

Half an hour later, the doorbell outside the house finally rang, and the door of the Eastern Crow was gently opened, and the white hem of the clothes came into view, with a hint of discouragement.

Eyeless left the book, faintly as usual, "You're back." ”

The muffled voice at the door answered with a "hmm", and his messy silver hair was stained with frost, and when he entered the warm room, it instantly turned into a little dew, wetting the ends of his embarrassed hair, but his face was also blue and purple, his clothes were wrinkled in many places, and the buttons at the collar were gone.

He stood there in silence for the rest of his life, and without putting down his book, he took out two white jars from a black box on the third floor of the bookshelf in front of him, which contained some painkiller ointment and blood congestion cream.

He placed them on the table and walked up to him alone, his eyes scrutinizing the scars on his face, there was no trace of dissatisfaction in his dark eyes, calm as water. After looking at it for a while, he smiled at the silent gaze projected on, looking for the smile in his eyes, and looked away embarrassedly.

Wu stretched out his hand to pull him to the place where the light was on, let the awkward Xun stand up, turned his back and picked up the plaster that dissolved the blood, unscrewed the lid, and the faint fragrance of medicine came out, he took a little in his hand, rubbed his hands a few times, and then wiped the hot ointment on Xun's face, and pushed the bruised place heavily.

Xun grinned painfully, wanting to touch it, but was stopped by a look from without, so he had to endure the pain and let his face be forceless.

In fact, the wound on Xun's face can be completely healed with a little aura, but he wants him to remember this lesson, how can he know the word "reckless" without pain, and he can only blame himself for deserving it.

"I want to vent when I'm not happy, I can understand it, but this embarrassed look is too different from your usual appearance. He reproached as he applied another bottle of painkiller to his face, his tone kind.

"I don't even know what kind of me is. He seemed to give up on himself, staring blankly at the nothingness in front of him.

Wu stopped the movements at hand, slowly fixed his gaze into his eyes, his thin lips hooked slightly, and with a "snap", he slapped him on the face without mercy, full of force, provoking Xun to break away from his hand, took a few steps back, and complained loudly in disbelief, "This hurts!"

"Does it hurt?" he innocently held the hand that committed the crime, his smiling eyes were slightly upturned, seeing his instantaneous spirit, his tone was even more smiling, "Don't show that self-pity expression, I feel hypocritical when I see it." ”

Xun is very helpless, should he be a comic style! He couldn't help but slander in his heart, but when he touched his eyes, he saw the concern in his eyes, and knew that he was worried about himself, and his heart was warm again. (To be continued.) )