Qi Xiu didn't know how long he had been asleep, but after he opened his eyes again, he felt refreshed, he hadn't been so happy for a long time. He was pathologically in love with the powerlessness of complete prostration, as if he was a waste, hehe, the grasshopper shook the tree, and he couldn't measure himself. What a wonderful, weak self.

The great shame of the internal organs being squeezed and pulled at will, the power of a drop in the bucket, the weakness that is so weak that they can be slaughtered, the humiliation of absolute crushing, and every inch of the scorched skin contains a deep disgust for himself.

Cut, boring.

He got up neatly and strode out the door without looking back.

Ignoring the busy soldiers around him, the magic array lined up, and walked straight to the city gate, exuding a strong chill all over his body, and the cloak on the back of his neck was full of hunting and hunting, flying in the air, and the momentum of blocking the death made all the low-level soldiers dare not step forward to stop the inquiry.

"Sisius!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him, full of joy, Qi Xiu was able to keenly construct the route of the people behind him and deduce the intention. This was not possible before.

At the moment when the person behind him was about to pounce, Qi Xiu turned around and let the "attacker" behind him pounce on a dog's □□, and his white and tender little face came into close contact with the earth directly, and gnawed a mouthful of dust.

"Bah" The person came to get up aggrievedly, the beautiful blue eyes were dark and black, dirty and white and gray, "Sisius, you are finally awake." ”

Qi Xiu frowned slightly, obviously took a few steps back, looked at him, and his hoarse voice was slightly displeased:

"You're digging a tunnel?"

Del smirked a few times, patted the dirt on his body, touched the sweat on his forehead with one hand, and successfully smeared the skin of another □□.

"No, I was hiding behind a corner. Hehe, I'll wash myself up later. ”

Qi Xiu was not in the mood to laugh at the moment, but nodded slightly.

Qi Xiu, who didn't smile, always made Del feel flustered, he suppressed the uneasiness and fear in his heart, and tried to find a topic to ask:

"By the way, Sisius, are you going out of the city?"

Del looked at the sky and persuaded Qi Xiu with palpitations,

"Don't go out alone, the magic array outside hasn't been completely destroyed, maybe the Red Demon Army will come out again."

He patted his chest, straightened his waist, and looked extraordinary, "You follow me, I will protect you." ”

Del had already used the release protection enchantment with ease, and had learned several attack spells from the other dragon soldiers, although he did not have high-level magic, but he was confident that there was a red devil in the radius of a mile centered on him.

Qi Xiu looked at Del's proud expression, and involuntarily put his hand on the bird's nest-like messy hair and rubbed it vigorously, and let out a sigh in his heart:

Finally, let you die a happy death.

"I'm going out."

"Huh?" Del tilted his head, puzzled, "Out of town?" ”

The corners of Qi Xiu's mouth hooked slightly: "No, it's out of the enchantment." ”

"Out of the enchantment?!" Del exclaimed, "Is it to go outside the Dragon Domain?" ”

Qi Xiu's smile deepened, and his deep black pupils stared at Del, smiling without saying a word.

Del took a deep breath, his face was stern, but his eyes were full of eager excitement: "Sisius, I will go wherever you go." ”

Just as he wanted, Qi Xiu rubbed his head under his eyes again, his voice was still hoarse, like a cicada eating mulberry leaves, and he was in his ears: "Okay, but before that, I have to do something." ”-

He crept silently into the innermost house of the castle, and there was no golden dome, no smooth and hard walls of dolomite stone, just mud houses made of bare yellow rock, dilapidated, and the slightest vibration caused the walls to constantly fall yellow plaster, which could be destroyed with a single finger.

The bedroom window was wide open, and there was only a simple plank bed, not even a chair, and his target was to lie on his back.

Qi Xiu quietly walked into the room, stood close to the edge of the bed, and looked at the man on the bed.

The bed was obviously a little small, half of the man's thick body rested on the edge of the bed, his sturdy thighs were wrapped in military trousers and rested on the ground, his left arm was pillowed behind his head, and his right arm was holding a huge knife, the blade of which was randomly wrapped with several circles of gray and white cloth, and the bright blood stains on it had become dark red, revealing an old smell.

The top two buttons of the military jacket were torn open, and the collar was wide open to reveal eight dark abdominal muscles, which rose and fell evenly and smoothly. The tightened military trousers clearly outlined the huge object in front of the straddle, and the wide military trousers were unusually tight.

The unconsciously leaked dragon pressure swam around his body like a swimming fish, the closer he got, the clearer the sense of suppression, Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, continued to get closer, and as soon as he raised his hand, a long sword transformed into the palm of his hand, he clenched the hilt of the sword, and quickly stabbed at the man on the bed without the slightest hesitation, hitting the heart. But before the tip of the sword touched the skin, it was shattered and dissolved, and it was torn apart.

A huge palm grabbed his wrist and dragged Qi Xiu into a hot chest.

Qi Xiu, who suddenly lost his balance, was smashed into an iron hard object, and he was relieved by the fact that he was just held to his death, and when he struggled, he found that he couldn't use his strength, and even the magic power in his body was stagnant, and he couldn't function at all. His ears were close to his chest, his eyes were upward, his resolute jaw and reddish lips were only a few centimeters away from his eyes, and he could clearly feel the hot breath spraying on his eyelashes from top to bottom, and the wings of his nose were full of the unique and heavy smell of men, which made him feel irritable. It seems that as soon as he meets this person, his proud self-control can crumble at any time, and only by drinking this man's blood can he relieve the mania in his heart.

But the more he needs to drink blood, the more Qi Xiu will not do it according to ** and give in**, which is the instinct that only low-class people can have. As long as he kills the person in front of him and devours all his blood, he can end it perfectly, without wasting a single thing.

However, Qi Xiu couldn't move, and the man turned over, firmly clasped him around his waist with his arms, and pressed him into his arms with all his might, and the thick breath completely wrapped Qi Xiu without a single gap.

Qi Xiu's eyes stared viciously at the iron pillar-like arm, if his gaze was on fire, now the arm was afraid that it had been burned with a hole mark, and it could be burned if it could not be burned through.

Qi Xiu was forced to press into the man's blazing arms like this, his cheeks were close to his hard chest, and from time to time he was lifted up by a pair of big hands holding his hips, putting him into the deepest and most comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

I don't know if the man is really asleep or fake, Qi Xiu, who has never been so affectionately embraced by other male creatures, is furious, he feels that nesting in the arms of male creatures like a sheep is an insult to him as a male! Naked 'naked' insult!

However, he could not get out of this insult, not even hurt the garbage that insulted him!

Qi Xiu didn't expect that the hunter would become the palm of the prey, and his breath of blood choked on his chest, and his vision gradually blurred.

He swears that when he wakes up, it will be the day of your Arthur's death!