The air in the room was frozen inch by inch, Duan Xianxian shuddered, she quietly opened her eyes, and then a pair of eyes widened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info She hugged Yan Lao's waist tightly, even though her lips were slightly purple, she was still staring intently at Yan Lao's remaining bony hand.

"Hehehe, lady, are you afraid?" Yan Yan also deliberately shook the palm that had turned into white bones in front of her eyes. Looking at the gentle smile on that face, Duan Xianxian dared to guarantee that if she said that she was afraid, she would really be given up by him. The brides who were 'eaten' before should be like this. But she could vaguely feel Yan Wei's tolerance for her, such as that painting, or holding his waist tonight...... If Yan Lao's curse hadn't been broken, would he still eat her?

"A husband is a husband, no matter what it looks like, he is a slender husband. Slim is not afraid. The bright and determined look on the pale little face told Yan Yan that she was not lying.

Yan Wei pursed his lips and put the white bone down. There was a deep look in his eyes, and the wind suddenly rose outside the window, but the window did not rattle as usual. Duan Xianxian leaned on Yan Lao's chest, her little hand tightly tugged at the placket on Yan Lao's chest, and her body trembled slightly from the cold.

Yan Wei sighed and pushed her away, "It's late at night, you can sleep." He gestured to his feet. Duan Xianxian got up, grabbed his hand urgently, and did not blush and lower his head as usual when Yan Wei lowered his head to look at her. "It's late at night, but is my husband going somewhere else?" The big watery eyes looked straight at Yan Ling. Suddenly, his heart softened, "I'm just going to close the window." The soft voice was like a doting slender.

As soon as Yan Wei's words fell, the window was blown open by the wind. Duan Xianxian slowly let go of his hand at this time, but his eyes kept turning with Yan Yan's body movement. Duan Xianxian's appearance reminded Yan Wei of the little milk dog he once raised, every time he went to learn Tang, it always looked at him with such wet eyes from behind the door. What a distant memory.

Yan Wei came back to his senses, and his complicated eyes fell on Duan Xianxian, but he returned to his original state in a moment.

Yan Yan lay down again, Duan Xianxian still snuggled up to him. "Why did the husband's hands turn into white bones?" There was no other emotion in those big eyes at this time except curiosity, and Yan Yan's hand hidden in his sleeve was gradually clenched. There seemed to be a wind wandering around the room, and the candles on the table flickered on and off.

"Cursed. Maybe it's because the night is confusing, maybe it's because he hasn't spoken for a long time, and his voice is hoarse. "Every 20 years, I can't suppress the violent power in my body and become a murderer. His eyes did not know where to fall, no one had heard him say these words in a hundred years, as if he had found an audience, and he gradually opened up the conversation.

"I just came back from the academy that day, and the people in Yanjiabao died, Fu Bo, Li Mo, Sister Chunhua...... They all lay in pools of blood, and I was terrified. A woman suddenly appeared, twisting her father's head in her hands, her eyes wide open, and she kept watching. The woman said, "Since you have killed my daughter, then you shall bury her with her!" I am ready to run out and carry the rescuers. But she found me hiding in the rockery, and I still remember her crazy look. ”

"I was knocked unconscious by her, and I vaguely heard her spitting out obscure spells from her mouth. When I woke up, Yanjiabao was gone, everyone was dead, and the villagers who were attached to Yanjiabao were dead. Only Fauber hugged me and told me not to be afraid. ”

"But Fauber is dead! Later I learned that they were all killed by me, by my own hands. I felt the turmoil in my body, but I couldn't control it. ”

Where is Yan Yan at this time there is a murderous maniac, like a lost child, which makes people feel distressed. No one asked him if he wanted to be the person he was now, and everyone hated him and feared him. But all he wants is an ordinary life, to live in the sun like an ordinary person.