In a quiet door, Hongyan helped Chiba to sit down with his back against the stone wall, and listened to him: "We are already very close to success, and the more we get to this time, the more we can't be blind." If we can't get out, we won't have food, and if we keep going the wrong way and spend our bodies on things that don't make any sense, we will increase the danger of defeat. ”

She deliberately said coldly: "You have lost too much blood, and you still talk so much." But what she wanted to say to herself was, close your eyes and rest, she knew that he was holding on all the way. With such a serious injury, he is the one who should have a good rest.

He was indeed tired, almost angry, "There are so many people who have died, and if none of us can get out of hell, I will feel that their deaths have become meaningless...... Actually, it's stupid to think so......"

Hong Yan slammed the knife at the side of Chiba's neck, and she watched with some sadness as he finally quieted down.

"Fools, they die because they are incompetent and have nothing to do with you, why bother to take the responsibility of those Laoshzi on themselves, no one will be grateful to you if you bother to work hard, you better sleep."

She also sat down next to him, feeling his forehead burning, but his body was cold, and she regretted knocking him unconscious, what if he fell asleep and never woke up again?

Hongyan leaned sideways and hugged him in her arms, and the young man's soft head slid against her chest, causing her to keep blushing, but she never had the idea of letting go of her hand, not for a moment, even if she stayed with him for a lifetime in this artificially created hell, she didn't have any resentment.

The release of emotions is like a flood beast escaping from its cage, which has completely submerged her. Those ambitions that were once strong, those strengths that were refined at the cost of flesh and blood day and night, this qiē and qiē, it seems that they are not as important as the young man who is sleeping quietly in her arms at the moment.

"Chiba, Chiba......" she whispered his name, but never received any response. She anxiously called again, but she hugged her empty-handed, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

There seemed to be a white light in front of her, like the back of the white-clothed young man who always walked in front of her, which was so incompatible with this demon palace hell.

"Chiba, Chiba, is that you?" She called out urgently, desperately chasing, "Wait for me, Chiba, wait for me, don't leave me, Chiba, Chiba ......"

It's a dream, and you will wake up.

When Hong Yan sat up from the bed in a cold sweat, she thought bitterly in her heart. Chiba traveled this time, for some reason, but her heart couldn't be at peace, and she was worried about the day, so she had such a dream at night, right? It was a long time ago, but even in dreams, it was always broken at this depressing juncture, and that fleeting beauty was never dreamed of once.

To be on the safe side, she had already arranged for someone to follow Chiba quietly all the way, and he shouldn't be in danger. Ten years on, she hopes that this stability can continue forever. She had nothing more to ask of him, only that he would always be in a place where she could see.

She sat on the bed in a daze, but a pair of hands put their arms around her waist. She subconsciously touched those arms, the skin was firm and firm, it was a man's arm, but this kind of coquettish action made her feel so awkward for the first time, of course, he also made a sound.

"Lord? What's wrong with you, Lord? ”

Lord? A sneer appeared at the corner of Hong Yan's mouth. How careful and flattering this voice is, not to mention that it can't compare to him, and it can't even fucking compare to not confusing that hard bone!

The nameless fire in his heart rose up, and he reached out and opened the arms that hugged her. Unexpectedly, he was at a loss, rolled out of bed, knelt at her feet, and whispered in a pleading voice, "Venerable Lord is angry, what did the little slave do wrong?" The lord scolds is scolding, please be lighter, the little slave is white-skinned, if he is injured, he is afraid that the lord will be upset when he sees it, of course, as long as the lord is angry, no matter how it will become......"

This voice is full of goodwill, and I can hear it in my ears on weekdays, but I also feel clever and ingenious, and I can be pampered by her, but why do I hear it at the moment, but I have an urge to wave it down.

If this is accepted as a war servant, every day is relatively ...... Hong Yan closed her eyes fiercely, and tried her best to control her tone and said, "Go back to your room, I want to be alone tonight." ”

"But ......" The infinitely aggrieved voice seemed to want to say something, but was frightened away by Hong Yan's cold looking back eyes, hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered all over the place, and hurriedly put them on, before whispering: "That lord rest early, if there is something, call the little slave, the little slave will ......"

Hong Yan interrupted him impatiently, "Not confused? ”

"Right envoy?" The little male slave was a little reluctant and complained in a low voice: "Does the lord want the right envoy to accompany him?" ”

Hong Yan smiled coldly, "Say nonsense again......"

The little male slave immediately said, "Kneel in his courtyard!" ”

Kneeling? Hong Yan was stunned, and then smiled bitterly in his heart, that guy was really a hard bone. Ever since that day he had said that he would be expelled from the temple, he had knelt before her door every day. Whether the sun was scorching or the wind was rising, whether it was rain or cloudy, he just knelt quietly, but did not say a word to beg for mercy.

If you don't follow her for a long time, you should know her temper well. She originally had a soft and not hard temperament, even if he was willing to accept softness, he didn't have to suffer so many days in vain.

She was also angry that day, and she regretted it a little when she thought about it afterwards. In fact, as long as he is willing to admit his mistakes, she will naturally give him face and let him continue to stay.

But he didn't say a word, just knelt in front of her door again and again, like a stubborn stone that wanted to be kicked away.

"You like to kneel so much, then go back to your own yard and kneel, don't be an eyesore in front of my door!" Yesterday she finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and shouted at him like this, and as a result, he actually knelt in his own courtyard.

Hong Yan muttered: "It's so late at night, why is he still kneeling, dead eyes ......"

The little male slave observed his words and said, "Do you want to invite the right envoy to come over?" ”

That lump of wood, it's no wonder that others can invite it over! Hongyan was angry in her heart, but she said softly to the little male slave: "Okay, baby, you go back and rest." ”

The little male slave's anxious heart was finally soothed by this pet word, and he stepped forward and kissed the back of Hongyan's hand, "The lord also rested earlier, and the little slave retired." ”

Hong Yan watched the little male slave close the door and exit, and suddenly slapped the table next to him angrily, only to hear a click, and the beautiful octagonal of the case was missing one of the exquisite ones.

She took a deep breath, slowly sat back on the bed, just lay down, sat up suddenly, and finally sneered, took a fiery red cloak from the wall, fastened the strap around her neck, and then blew out the candle and went out.

The night was indeed a little cold, and Hong Yan couldn't help but wrap the cloak on her body, but she couldn't help but speed up her pace under her feet. Although she and Bufu see each other every day, she rarely comes to the courtyard where she lives. Along the way, I only felt that my heart was inexplicably on fire. I really don't know why that person made it seem like she treated him poorly, as the right envoy of the ** palace, the courtyard where he lives is rough, it's just down!

He knew that she liked to be gorgeous and extravagant, but he didn't do anything to please her. The anger continued until she saw the man kneeling alone on the courtyard patio.

He knelt up straight, not relaxing for a minute because no one was looking. He turned his back to her, and the moonlight in the middle of the night was cold and dark, sparsely falling on his body, bringing out the gloomy body to the extreme.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew and was not confused, she would have wondered if he had deliberately bribed the little male slave to play this bitter trick for her. She sighed inwardly, suppressed her footsteps, and slowly approached him. Who would have thought that before he got close, he turned around vigilantly, and saw her lightly lifting and falling steps, which made her embarrassed for a while.

"Your kung fu has grown, you can find it."

Bu was still immersed in the joy of seeing her, and after listening to her, he smiled, "The smell of you...... It's fragrant. ”

Inexplicably, a feeling of being molested slowly rose. Hong Yan walked up to him, and didn't stop until the red cloak could touch his nose, "Then you smell it, what kind of incense is on my body today?" Smell right, there is a reward. ”

"Pomegranate flowers, honey stamens, chrysanthemums...... It's your favorite flavor. He replied lightly, but he couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart. She knew that he would never answer wrong, and what reward she said, probably because she wanted to make peace with him, but she couldn't pull her face, so she came to such a trick.

Sure enough, Hong Yan stretched out her white jade arm from the red cloak, "You smell it again, is it really fragrant?" ”

Bufu held her wrist, slightly cold, so he frowned and said, "Why don't you wear more clothes and come out?" ”

She was condescending and arrogant: "Then why don't you wear more clothes and kneel here?" ”

"I have made the Lord angry, and I deserve to be punished." Seeing that he answered meticulously, Hong Yan secretly hated, and deliberately said: "I want to seduce you under the moon and wear so many obstructions." ”

Don't be confused and stunned. He was stunned, Hong Yan had already untied the red cloak, she let go of her hand, and the fiery red cloak fell to the ground with her unconfused nose, Hong Yan tilted her body, half kneeling and half sitting on the red cloak, but her body leaned into the arms of Bufu.

He subconsciously hugged her, a thin layer of gauze could not cover her skin, and the warm palm covered her round shoulders, only feeling the fragrance of the tentacles.

His Adam's apple slid up and down slightly, but his mouth said solemnly: "If you wear so little, you will catch a cold......"

"I said I'm going to seduce you tonight, if you like to be in the patio, I can only kneel in the patio with you."

He sighed, "I'll go back to the room with you, okay?" ”