"Your Highness, I'm not the Huan'er you said, what are you looking for me for?" The scene of Mu Tan's death was still in her mind, lingering for a long time, this hatred was brought by this man, in her heart she was deeply disgusted with men, she didn't want to have too much language communication with this man, and she didn't want to accompany him to play any recognition scenes.

The coldness in the man's eyes became even thicker, he dragged Xiaodou over, forcing her to face him, his lips pursed, and his displeasure deepened, "Why did you leave me, obviously you said that you would accompany me, you said it, I kept a long hair for you, and you didn't even look at it, you are so ruthless, you are so ruthless." The man was a little excited, and his hand pulling Xiaodou's hair increased.

Dumping Xiaodou really didn't understand what the man was excited about, and he didn't understand who the man was talking about, was she being used as a stand-in?

"I said I'm not a happy child, you let me go. Tilting Xiaodou wanted to take back her hair from the man's hands, and if she continued to pull it like this, she believed that her scalp would be ripped off by this man, and the man actually loosened her hair one step faster than her, but it was followed by a loud slap that directly threw Tilt Xiaodou to the ground.

The crisp sound made the cold room seem even more eerie.

Tilting Xiaodou covered his face in disbelief, there was no pain, but subconsciously, Tilting Xiaodou's eyes were like torches, staring at the man, "My name is Tilt He, not Huan'er, please don't recognize the wrong person, I don't have to bear what I shouldn't bear." ”

The man took the hosta in his hand and walked towards the Xiaodou step by step, with a Shura-like smile on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his face became more and more handsome and a little more ruffian.

Tilting Xiaodou had a bad premonition, the hosta in the man's hand flashed with an eerie light, and every step the man took in the night made her feel cold.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Tilt Xiaodou kept retreating, she took a step back, and the man took a step forward, until she retreated to the corner, and there was no way for her to retreat.

The man lifted the hosta, with a little cold smile on his face, and watched the hosta go down and submerged into her chest, the man seemed to be unsatisfactory, and went a little deeper.

Seeing that blood was constantly gushing out of Tilting Xiaodou's chest, the man actually laughed softly, and pulled out the hosta that had not entered Tilting Xiaodou's chest, and in an instant, blood gushed out, staining the silent moonlight red.

"Can't the necro feel pain? What about this?" The man tugged at a transparent object on the back of Tilt Bean's head, and laughed out loud as he saw Tilt Dou's face squeezed together.

The silent room echoed with the man's laughter, and the man's eyes under the mask became clearer and brighter, glowing with a deep light.

Tilting Xiaodou burst out of tears in the corners of his eyes, that is the spirit, the spirit is an important thing to maintain the human form of the necromancer, the spirit is destroyed, the necromancer will only be left with the soul, and at the same time, the necromancer has no sense of pain, once the spirit is destroyed, the pain will increase several times, it is the pain of life is worse than death.

Tilting Xiaodou was so painful that her consciousness was blurred, except for the man's cold laughter, she couldn't hear anything, she was afraid that the man would kill her if she continued like this.

"You, what the hell are you, why do you want, want, want to do this to me, I, I don't at all, I don't know you at all. Leaning against the wall, the pain in her chest made her almost unable to hold on, as if she was about to faint.

The man stopped laughing, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at Tilt Xiaodou's face, and his slender fingers were stained with red blood, but he just licked the blood into his mouth, and finally smiled at Tilt Dou.

"You said you don't know me, it's interesting, then I can't just let you die, I have to torture you and make you remember me. The man licked the blood on the hosta and shook it in front of Xiaodou's eyes, "This is what you gave me, heh, you say you don't know me now, it's really unkind." ”

Tilting Xiaodou couldn't hold it anymore, his body leaned down rapidly, and the moment he fainted, Tilting Xiaodou muttered to the master, master.

The man stretched out his slender hand to catch the fallen body of Tilt Xiaodou, and when he heard Tilt Dou calling the master in his mouth, a cold air quickly shrouded in his eyes.

The man smiled coldly, picked up the adopter and turned to walk into the room.

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"Master, master. Tilt Xiaodou twisted his body a little restlessly, with a little coquettishness.

The man who was pouring the potion into the bath bucket had half-squinted eyes, and the displeasure on his lips deepened, after pouring the potion, he picked up the restless Tilt Bean on the bed and came to the bath bucket.

Because the action was too big, the potion in the bath bucket splashed out, staining the blue clothes with yellow-brown marks, the man glanced at those marks coldly, hooked the corners of his mouth and looked coldly at the dumping bean who was looking for the most comfortable way to lie in the bath bucket.

"Huan'er, it's better not to let me lose patience, you should know what will happen to those who anger me. The man seemed to be smiling, his narrow eyes were half-narrowed, and a cold ripple rippled at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that the dumping bean in the bathtub didn't hear the man's words, and was still writhing restlessly, trying to make himself comfortable.

The water vapor was thick, and gradually Xiaodou's originally pale face was dyed a few light reds, and his lips also returned to blood.

Because the clothes on his body have not faded, all of them are sticky to Tilt Xiaodou at the moment, Tilt Xiaodou is a little unaccustomed to that sticky feeling, and stretch out his hand to remove the clothes on his body, because he can't fade, Tilt Xiaodou still muttered dissatisfied.

The man half-squinted his eyes coldly as he watched Tilt Xiaodou fight against the clothes on his body, and looked at the flush on Tilt Dou's face, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Approaching the bath tub, the slender hand pulled out the dumping beans from the bath bucket, and at this moment, the looming figure of the dumping beans was completely exposed under the man's eyes, but the man just glanced at it coldly, and helped the dumping beans fade away, and then threw the dumping beans back into the bathtub.

The man's blue clothes were already soaked, and the long hair that poured down was also a little wet, the man didn't care, just pressed the head of the dumping bean into the bucket, and said coldly, "You are the only one who dares me to serve." ”

Tilting Xiaodou felt water enter her mouth, and the water entered her body, and the water that her body touched, she felt a strange feeling in her body, very strange, but it made her feel extremely comfortable, her body and mind were stretched, and the original pain disappeared at this moment.

The man heard a comfortable moan from the bean, and let go of the bean, and the bean also surfaced, and his face flushed even more.

The man fished out the dumping bean from the water, took off his coat, and wrapped the body of the dumping bean**.

Because of the potion, the skin of the adzuki bean presents a strange pink color, and every skin exudes a beautiful atmosphere belonging to a girl, and under the light of the candlelight, it looks charming.

The man lowered his eyes and glanced at it a few times, but he didn't have such a temptation to tilt Xiaodou, he only attached it to the ear of tilting Xiaodou, and whispered, "Since you automatically sent it to the door, Huan'er, you can suffer all the pain I have suffered." ”

The man threw the bean onto the bed, the bed immediately made a creaking sound, the man draped the quilt on the bean at will, stood quietly on the side of the bed, hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at the bean coldly, turned to leave.

Outside, the night was dark, and the unique coldness of the night was exposed, and the attic was silent, and the cold of the night.

The man went out of the house, his clothes flew away, and he came to the eaves, the night completely enveloped his thin body, his cold eyes looked at the sky coldly, and after a while he wrinkled his brows, as if he was in a little pain.

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth and splattered onto the eaves, creating an eerie red.

The man's slender fingers held his chest, the corners of his eyes were a little sad, his eyes were lowered, and a wry smile was drawn on his lips.

"You don't feel how deeply you hurt me, why do I just give you a tenth of the pain, and I am in such pain?"

He muttered in a low voice, and as soon as the words came out, they dispersed into the air, and there was not even an echo.

The night is destined to be cold and quiet.

When Xiaodou woke up, it was already the second day, and when he moved, he found that he didn't feel any pain at all, and he lifted the quilt to find that he was wearing a blue coat.

Blue... If she remembered correctly, the dress belonged to the man.

Thinking of that man, Xiaodou broke out in a cold sweat all over her body, the man's horror was already deeply rooted in her heart, just thinking about it, she would shiver.

I wanted to find my clothes, but I remembered that I was wrapped in the house of Mu Tan, and when I thought of Mu Tan, a few traces of pain flashed in my eyes, because of her, it was because of her, I am afraid that she will not be able to live in peace in this life.

She couldn't find the clothes on her body, so she had to put on a man's blue clothes, and she didn't care where she was now, she pushed open the door, a burst of dazzling sunlight came in, and she closed the door with some fear.

But before the door was closed, a pair of slender hands resisted the door, opened the door abruptly, and pushed the door in.

The man changed his clothes today, dressed in white, white clothes are better than snow, his feet are wearing gold-trimmed Chinese boots, the long black hair is casually draped, hanging down to the waist, the mask is changed to a golden one, and his face is more and more delicate.

The man just had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not moved by the embarrassed appearance of Tilting Xiaodou looking for a dark place everywhere at the moment, and finally pulled Tilting Xiaodou over, poured it into his arms, and turned slightly to one side, so that the sunlight shone directly on Tilting Xiaodou.

The man looked condescendingly at the Xiaodou in his arms, "I'm very happy about your scared appearance." He said that he was happy, but there was no joy in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you, why do you do this to me?" Tilt Xiaodou was a little angry, the sun shone on her whole body, but the man's slender fingers tightly imprisoned her, and she couldn't move.

The man's thin lips hooked slightly, "Who am I?" heh, the night is shallow, but even if I say it, you will only say that you don't remember. ”

Shallow nights?