Sitting up suddenly, Fang Qiong was in a cold sweat, covering her heart that was still beating "bang" for a long time.

If he remembers correctly, the moment he landed, it was Xuanli who reversed direction and made a meat pad himself.

He...... It's a demon, but will it hurt? Fang Qiong thought in a trance, grabbing the corners of the quilt and exerting force with her five fingers.

If he would be in bed, he should have been saved by someone else. The touch under his hands was a little rough, Fang Qiong pinched the quilt and looked around, the furniture in the whole room was a little old, very shabby, it should be in a farmer's house.

The heart was slightly put back into her stomach, Fang Qiong immediately lifted the quilt, she didn't even care about putting on her shoes, opened the door, walked a few steps, didn't care about the coolness coming up from the soles of her feet, looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be stupid.

He is now in a small farm yard, very small, surrounded by a fence, and there is a jujube tree full of red fruits in the southwest corner, and Xuanli, who is holding a pole, standing under the tree and beating jujubes, looks energetic, nothing at all; And there was a plainly dressed aunt standing on the side, holding a bamboo dustpan with a smile, watching Xuanli busy as lovingly as a junior.

It's all a bit unreal, Fang Qiong thought.

The aunt inadvertently glanced over here and saw Xuanli standing at the door in a daze.

"Young man, your brother is awake."

Xuan Li hurriedly turned his head: "Huh? Fang Qiong? Are you awake? Why don't you wear shoes? ”

Fang Qiong was silent for a long time, waking up like a dream: "Oh, I'm a little worried about you. ”

The aunt's family was very enthusiastic, they didn't ask where they came from, nor did they prepare where they were going, they just kept telling Xuanli: Your brother is frightened, you'd better delay for a day or two before leaving.

Fang Qiong hugged Xuan Li and hid behind him, looking at the group of people coldly.

Xuanli pondered for a while and asked: Where is this?

Everyone was stunned and began to change the subject.

In the afternoon, the village chief, who was over half a hundred years old and had gray hair and beard, came to the aunt's house tremblingly on crutches and said hello: "There are guests again?" ”

The aunt smiled and nodded.

"That's going to be a good treat."

Xuan Li frowned as he looked at the figure of the village chief walking away.

Fang Qiong raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Xuanli patted him on the head and comforted, "It's okay." ”

Soon after the village chief left, the aunt prepared a meal and invited Xuan Li and Fang Qiong to the table. Some cramped seats, the two of them held chopsticks a little bit of a little bit of a good thing, the dishes are not much to say, in such a small mountain village, there is fish and meat is very good.

After setting up the rice bowl, the aunt went into the kitchen—according to the rules of the mountains, women are not allowed to go to the table.

"Would you like some drink?" The man laughed and shook the flask.

"I ......"

"It's so big, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Without waiting for Xuanli to finish speaking, the man poured a cup for Xuanli and held it up in front of Xuanli.

Fang Qiong was secretly tugging at the corner of Xuanli's clothes below.

"I can't drink enough...... Then just a drink? Xuan Li ignored Fang Qiong's hint, took the glass of wine, hesitated for a moment and drank it all: "It's so spicy!" ”

The man smiled and hurriedly signaled: "Eat some vegetables and press it." ”

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Fang Qiong looked at the man vigilantly, and he also hated Xuan Li's lack of hatred.

However, to Fang Qiong's surprise, nothing happened after that, as if he was suspicious.

The countryside is generally sunset. After eating dinner in fear, it was time to go to bed at night. After Fang Qiong finished washing her face, she looked down at the blurred face reflected in the basin, her expression was uncertain, and she asked Xuan Li, who was a little drunk sitting on the side: "When are we leaving?" ”

With a yawn, Xuan Li asked rhetorically, "Why did you leave?" Isn't it good to stay longer? ”

"We're going to Tianxuan Sect."

"We? No, remove the word 'we'. ”

Fang Qiong's hand was loosened, and the towel fell into the basin: "Didn't you say you wanted to accompany me?" ”

"But," Xuan Li tilted his head, as if he hadn't woken up, "I also have my own plans." Yours doesn't seem like much compared to my own plans. And—" He stood up and walked over to Fang Qiong; The light of the candle flame was too dim, and his face was completely hidden in shadow: "I am a demon, you are a human, why should I follow the will of a mortal who can be crushed to death with one finger of my fingers?" ”

The towel in the basin absorbs enough water and slowly sinks to the bottom of the basin.

Fang Qiong looked up at Xuan Li.

No, no, I knew it was wrong, there must be something wrong with that wine, Xuanli wouldn't have said these words!!

The sparks from the oil lamps made a "pop" sound, breaking the silence in the room.

His throat was so dry that he could barely speak a complete sentence. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, but with a sigh of relief in my heart, Fang Qiong sneered: "Sure enough, you are the same as Bai Ling." ”

Seeing that Xuan Li didn't react, Fang Qiong continued: "Isn't it? It's like a puppy to me, and when I'm happy, I play with it for a while, and I'm obedient; If you're not happy, kick it away. Am I right? ”

The aura on Xuan Li's body began to become terrifying.

"Fang Qiong, I'm angry."

Fang Qiong's intuition was clamoring for him to stop the topic quickly, but his sensibility blocked his intuition. He didn't believe what Xuan Li would do to him.

"What? Are you going to kill me? Come on. Grabbing Xuan Li's hand and putting it on his neck, Fang Qiong continued, "As long as you crush my throat with all your might, come on." ”

Xuanli's face turned cold, and he was about to withdraw his hand.

Holding Xuan Li's hand, Fang Qiong looked at Xuan Li stubbornly.

“…… Fang Qiong, don't make trouble. ”

"No!"

As soon as Fang Qiong's words came out, he regretted it, but what he was looking forward to more was Xuanli's expression.

“…… Then there is no way. ”

The sound of bones being crushed suddenly sounded.

"Ahh The feeling of the throat bone being crushed was too uncomfortable, and what made him even more chilling was that Xuan Li looked at him with an indifferent look in his last eye.

"Fang Qiong?" Xuanli's voice came from far to near, "Don't you have a headache?" Let's drink some hangover soup. ”

Fang Qiong was dizzy and let someone help him up, and the moment he felt a ceramic bowl touch his lips, he suddenly exerted force and pushed it away. The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and fell apart, and the soup flowed to the ground.

"Get out!"

"Fang Qiong? Are you playing drunk? ”

Feeling that someone was touching his face, Fang Qiong began to go crazy, her hands fluttering, and she didn't want people to get close at all: "Get out!" ”

Xuanli had no choice, stood on the side of the bed, looked at him helplessly, and complained: "Tell you not to drink, it's okay now?" ”

Drink? Fang Qiong stopped and asked, "Didn't you drink it?" ”

Xuan Li was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Yes, but you secretly drank a cup while I wasn't paying attention, and then you lay down." But I didn't expect Fang Qiong's alcohol to be so bad, what if she finds a partner in the future, if she drinks and lies down, if she can't enter the cave room when she gets married, it will be funny, balabaala......"

So, was it a dream before? Fang Qiong ignored the nagging Xuanli on the side and thought.

Thinking about it like this, she glanced back at Xuan Li, who was still there and was still there, Fang Qiong's childishness came up again, and while holding her head with one hand, she screamed "oops", while puffing out her face, and complained to Xuanli angrily: "Hmph, if they hadn't given me a drink, I wouldn't have said those words before; I still have a headache. ”

Xuan Li stopped talking for a moment, helped Fang Qiong to lie down, and then covered the quilt: "Then you can rest well and sleep well." ”

"What about you?" Fang Qiong grabbed Xuan Li's sleeve and asked.

"I'm not leaving." Putting Fang Qiong's hand back on the quilt, Xuan Li touched his forehead and said, "I'll go find our 'benefactor'." ”

"It's getting dark, what's there to find?"

"They've given you a headache, so teach them a lesson."

Fang Qiong was a little puzzled: "This has nothing to do with them, it's me who wants to drink......"

"Alright." Xuan Li smiled and said, "Get a good night's sleep." I'm just teaching them a little lesson. ”

It seems like I've slept for a long, long time, and it seems like it's only been a while. Fang Qiong had a dream, a dream that was neither good nor bad, but when he woke up, he didn't remember the contents of the dream, he only felt a little sad.

Can't sleep.

When I sat up, it was still dark outside, and it was not yet dawn.

What about Xuanli?

Hesitantly get out of bed, put on your shoes, and open the door.

The fire outside the door was soaring, and the aunt who was still joking about handing the dishes and chopsticks to Fang Qiong before became two, the upper body was hanging on the jujube tree, and the lower body was in the middle of the yard, dragging her intestines piecemeal, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Fang Qiong's face was pale, and the smell of blood in the sky rushed to his nose, making him want to vomit.

"Fang Qiong, you're awake." Xuanli stood at the top of the tree, looked over, and smiled.

Trembling and raising his head, Fang Qiong saw that Xuan Li was still smiling as gently as before, and the white moonlight shrouded him, very beautiful.

“…… Why? ”

Xuan Li tilted his head and asked, "I'm going to teach them a lesson." ”

See, this is the devil.

There was a small voice that spoke in Fang Qiong's heart-

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

Why do you still believe in him?

Just kill him.

It shouldn't be with him.

He's a demon.

He's a demon.

He's a magic !!

If only he died, Fang Qiong said this sentence at the same time as the shrill voice in his heart.

Xuan Li didn't notice anything, and still looked at him with a smile, but there was a trace of red light in his eyes.