Was that man Simon, or was Simon in league with that man?

No matter which idea is scary enough, however, Lu Xiaofeng still doesn't understand, what is Huai Rao angry about?

Angry that Simon pretended to be a god and deceived him, or was he angry that Simon and others teamed up to pretend to be a ghost and deceive him?

Neither.

"In the middle of the night, two humans are alone, and the violent daughter-in-law must be red apricot out of the wall! No, I have to stop him quickly, so I don't want to be a cuckold! Huai Rao clenched his fists and explained angrily, by the way, he threw a blank eye at Lu Xiaofeng's "stupidity".

Lu Xiaofeng: "......"

What kind of eyes, how could he know what was going on in Huai Rao's head? Who will suspect two big men on whom? In this world, I am afraid that Huai Rao can be tied to a big man and call his daughter-in-law! Lu Xiaofeng was not convinced.

"It's useless to talk to someone like you who has no concept of chastity." Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's expression, Huai Rao snorted slightly, turned his head, dropped a sentence as if disgusted, and ignored it anymore, and went straight to the room where the snow was blowing at the west gate.

Lu Xiaofeng, who has no concept of chastity: "......"

Okay, okay, if there is no concept of chastity, there is no concept of chastity, and the most important thing now is not to let the ancestor of Huai Rao go to the west gate. Lu Xiaofeng lamented his tragic fate, and reluctantly chased after him, trying to persuade Huai Rao.

Huai Rao's mind was full of big things such as his daughter-in-law going out of the wall, where could he hear Lu Xiaofeng muttering something, I just felt that he was babbling, talking like a cannon fight, and it was annoying. Huai Rao frowned, couldn't bear it anymore, paused, and said angrily: "I'm not allowed to say it." ”

Lu Xiaofeng, who was silent for an instant: "......"

Lu Xiaofeng was afraid of this move, and it was because of this that he adopted a softer persuasion, for fear that Huai Rao would be excited to give him a ban. didn't expect him to think about it all, but he still got hit.

Why do you have tears in your eyes, because of the depth of fate's "love" for you. Lu Xiaofeng wanted to cry, and when he saw that he was about to enter the inn, he could only get started, pulling Huai Rao and gesturing to Huai Rao, trying to make the other party understand what he meant!

"You're annoyed!" Huai Rao impatiently waved away Lu Xiaofeng's hand, stepped on Lu Xiaofeng a few times, and said in a loud voice: "Don't move, don't move, don't follow me!" ”

As a result, Lu Xiaofeng became a wooden man.

Huai Rao glared at Lu Xiaofeng, shook his head and quickly ran to the room where the snow was blowing at the west gate, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he suddenly pushed the door open.

The door opened, and a sharp sword out of the sheath was greeted by a finger between the sword and Huai Rao's eyebrows, flashing with a cold cold light.

As a last resort, Huai Rao took a step back and looked at the sword, the black-haired and white-clothed man had a condensed face, and his temperament was like his sword.

"I said, don't let me see you again." Simon Fuxue said without a trace of emotion.

Huai Rao pursed his lips, his eyes full of irrepressible grievances. He was silent, and his withdrawn foot stubbornly stretched forward again. Seeing this, Ximen Fuxue turned his wrist, and his sword qi was like a sharp blade, and he slid towards Huai Rao's outstretched foot first.

Ximen Blowing Snow did not leave a little mercy, if Huai Rao did not retract his foot, this foot would be gone.

Huai Rao lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the foot he had narrowly saved, his mouth slowly opening wide, and a thin layer of mist spreading out of his eyes.

"As I said, I'll ruin your legs if I see you again." Simon said, raising his sword again, the meaning could not be more obvious.

However, Huai Rao did not have the slightest tendency to dodge this time, he slowly raised his head and stared at Ximen Blowing Snow with an unchanging expression. Ximen Fuxue couldn't fully understand Huai Rao's feelings, he could only see that Huai Rao's eyes were still covered with a layer of mist, and there was a shallow layer of grievances.

Simon Fuxue did not move, his hand paused, and he resolutely swung his sword at Huairao's ankle.

"Wait!" In a moment, Lu Xiaofeng rushed to the scene sweating profusely, and a scooper took Huai Rao aside with light skills. Escaping the catastrophe, Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the place where a sword mark was drawn with palpitations, and couldn't help but be a little angry, "What are you messing around, it's so dangerous just now, can't you hide for a while?" ”

After missing a move, Ximen Chuixue stopped chasing and withdrew his sword lightly, "Lu Xiaofeng, take him away, don't have a second time." ”

Lu Xiaofeng wiped the sweat from his head, and tried to say some light topics to ease the atmosphere. It's a pity that before he could speak, he was stopped by a cold look from Ximen Blowing Snow.

Lu Xiaofeng's open mouth paused, and he sighed: "Ximen, why do you bother with a child? Giving such a heavy hand to a child who doesn't know martial arts, I'm sure you're not a fake now. ”

Simon Fuxue turned around silently and made it clear what he meant to send off the guest.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, and only then did he have time to observe the person in his arms. I didn't realize it, but when I looked at it, I realized that Huai Rao was too unusual. Lu Xiaofeng's heart beat a few times faster, and he had a bad premonition.

“…… Huai Rao? Lu Xiaofeng trembled unconsciously, and shouted tentatively.

The arms that hung their heads did not move, and it was a long time before they spoke mechanically and coldly: "Let go of me." ”

The hairs exploded, this was Lu Xiaofeng's reaction when danger was approaching. Every part of the body is clamoring to let go of the person in his arms, but the remnants of consciousness tell him: You can't let go!

Lu Xiaofeng's non-cooperation caused Huai Rao's dissatisfaction, Huai Rao raised his head with a cold face, and a pair of water-colored eyes showed the fact that he was not a human being.

"Let go." Huai Rao repeated, his voice so soft that he could barely hear it. But it was this almost inaudible sound that made Lu Xiaofeng's eyes darken, and the residual consciousness explosion was generally eroded.

Lu Xiaofengmu opened his hand in a daze, and his lips trembled with difficulty.

"Simon ......" is dangerous.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng's head tilted and fell to the ground.

Ximen Fuxue, who was walking towards the inner room, heard the movement of Lu Xiaofeng falling, and finally noticed that something was wrong, and the hand holding the sword tightened and turned around.

A gust of wind rose, and the young man in the blue robe was already standing face to face with Ximen Blowing Snow, and Ximen Blowing Snow suddenly crashed into those strange eyes.

"You're excessive." Huai Rao calmly gave the assessment, and the conclusion without any emotion was like calculating a fleshless arithmetic problem, "You shouldn't have done this to me." ”

Ximen Fuxue didn't care, crossed Huai Rao and saw Lu Xiaofeng fainting on the side, his eyes darkened, and he raised his sword and pressed it against his neck without refusal, "I should have killed you." ”

A demon who can attack the people who protect him, Simon Fuxue doesn't feel that he should keep him.

Huai Rao seemed to not be aware of Ximen Blowing Snow's killing intent, and asked expressionlessly: "Do you think you can kill me?" ”

Yes, or no.

Two options, either/or.

Ximen blows snow and chooses to be able, but Huairao chooses not to.

Simon Blowing Snow only has his sword in his heart, and whoever his sword wants to die, who will definitely die.

The sword had long been attached to the boy's skin, and death was only a push.

The two people who couldn't find a trace of expression kept looking at each other like this for a long time, obviously they had already made a decision in their hearts, but no one moved first.

Silence followed by depression, Ximen Fuxue held the hilt of the sword with a hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword did not break through the veins, and fell to the ground.

What Huai Rao was holding in his hand was the hand that Ximen Blowing Snow was originally holding the sword, and his hand strength was so strong that Ximen Blowing Snow's white and tender skin turned red. He approached the west gate to blow snow, and stopped almost when he was close to the west gate blowing snow.

"You are mine, you shouldn't kill me." Huai Rao stated.

"You are mine, you will only be mine. You should be with me, always with me, no one can intervene, even if I don't want to see you. The more Huai Rao spoke, the more excited he became, and the water in his eyes rippled, as if he was about to overflow his eyes. He shouted, almost frantically declaring: "Say, you will only be mine, you will always be with me, you will never betray me, and you will not want to kill me!" ”

was declared ownership by a madman like this, and Simon Fuxue was naturally dissatisfied, but he couldn't veto, and there was even a trace of will to make him say the assurance he wanted to hear.

I didn't listen to Ximen Blowing Snow for a long time, and when I saw that Ximen Blowing Snow was unhappy, I sneered and tilted my head to look into the inner room from the side of Ximen Blowing Snow.

"What about others?" Huai Rao asked, not needing anyone to give him an answer, and with a stroke of his mind he knew that the man had left before he came. Huai Rao hooked the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, raised his free hand to cover his eyes, and muttered, "It's a pity, I've already left." But it doesn't matter, he's always caught! ”

"Now, let's let you know a fact!" Huai Rao removed the hand that covered his eyes, and the eyes that were revealed were a little darker, and the pair made people in a trance.

Ximen Fuxue felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more uncontrollable, and he was now anxious to get rid of Huai Rao's control, both physically and consciously.

Huai Rao didn't pay attention to his little struggle, dragged Ximen Fuxue a few steps away from the place, and pushed it violently, pushing Ximen Fuxue to sit on the chair in the inner room. Without giving Simon a chance to react, Huai Rao stepped forward in the next moment, supporting the armrests with both hands, and encircled the person between the chair and himself.

Huai Rao did not allow Ximen Chuixue to refuse to look at him, he slowly pronounced the verdict word by word: "Ximen Chuixue, you will only be mine alone, and no one can change it." ”

Simon Blowing Snow was unconscious and resisted the idea of obedience.

"What? Don't want to? Huai Rao asked rhetorically, and suddenly lowered his head fiercely and bit Ximen Blowing Snow's lip, and entangled with him regardless of Simon Blowing Snow's wishes......

"You'll always be willing, trust me." After ending the biting kiss, Huai Rao picked up Simon Blowing Snow's chin and forced him to raise his head to see the changes in Simon Blowing Snow.

From struggling to wooden, to scarlet eyes. With such a change, Huai Rao should be satisfied. He is indeed satisfied, but at the same time satisfied, there is an inexplicable sadness.

"Say, you are mine, and you will be good to me." Perhaps, what he needs is a personal commitment.

"I'm yours and I'll be good to you." Ximen opened his mouth, although his voice was still cold, but his face covered with thin red was still full of emotion.

The ferocious color faded, Huai Rao showed a childish smile, pecked Ximen Fuxue, and said with a smile: "Stamp, you can't cheat, you have to be a responsible person, and you have to do what you say." ”

As if he had exerted too much force, Huai Rao blinked, and suddenly became sleepy. The water in his eyes was gradually darkening, and he patted Simon Blowing Snow's head, and his voice was a little soft, "Sleep." ”

As Ximen closed his eyes, Huai Rao also smiled and fell asleep with Ximen blowing snow.

The two are so close, but they have the same pillow and different dreams. To be precise, Huai Rao had no dreams at all, and in the dark, all he could hear was the constant sound of water droplets.

"Tick-"

"Tick-"

……

Empty and lonely.

There is also the sorrow of not being able to turn a blind eye......