Seeing Feng Yan's fingers turning over the flower rope stopped, Wei Xingzhen looked at her, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Yan shook her head—she suddenly realized that if her aunt was coming early tomorrow morning, she might not be ready to face this elder who had always trusted and respected, let alone the question that had been bothering her for the past few days.

Feng Yan's eyes were half-open, revealing a hazy sleepiness, she turned over and pressed Wei Xingzhen's hand, "Don't play with this......"

She leaned on Wei Xingzhen's heart, her long hair was loosely covered on her back, and a strand was wrapped around Wei Xingzhen's fingertips.

"Xingzhen, can I do anything to you?"

"Hmm."

"If, both of us are serious about taking each other's lives—who do you think will win?"

Wei Xingzhen laughed, "I want to see." ”

Feng Yan raised her head, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Ah Yan was born to restrain demons and spirits, and I certainly have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation," Wei Xingzhen said in a low voice, "However, there are three ways to take the lives of strangers on the stone inscriptions...... Would Yan be interested in listening? ”

"Inhuman ......," Feng Yan muttered the word, and she said with interest, "What is it?" ”

Wei Xingzhen took Feng Yan's hand and gently rubbed her fingertips like a petal.

"One is shortly after the twelfth birthday. Inhuman's talent generally awakens at the age of twelve, after which Inhumans not only have the value of feeding, but also because their mastery of spiritual power is still immature, so it is relatively easy to hunt. ”

“…… Yes," Feng Yan closed her eyes, "then you're late." ”

"The second is to take advantage of your weakness." Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan, "Although it doesn't say why Ah Yan will be weak, but ...... After seeing it, I understood. ”

Feng Yan snorted weirdly, "What else?" ”

"Besides, aliens sometimes take the initiative to beg for death," Wei Xingzhen grabbed Feng Yan's hand and suddenly used force, "Will you?" ”

Feng Yan pretended to sigh deeply, "This, it's hard to say." ”

Wei Xingzhen leaned over with a straight face, and a burst of frolic suddenly broke out between the two, Feng Yan went to block Wei Xingzhen's hand, and laughed as if begging for mercy to justify, "No, no, no!" ”。

When the two of them were quiet again, they were holding hands and touching their feet, Feng Yan was too lazy to break free of anything, she listened to her heartbeat, sighed, "But no matter how long I live, it will only be a few decades, at that time...... What are you going to do? ”

Wei Xingzhen grabbed Feng Yan's hand and suddenly trembled slightly.

"Ah Yan......"

Feng Yan took the opportunity to turn around, and the two looked at each other without saying a word.

She touched Wei Xingzhen's face, touched his eyebrow bones, eyes, cheeks, and finally gently pulled his nose.

Wei Xingzhen brushed her hand away, sighed and kissed her to stop these inconsequential words.

The hands of the two men were clasped tightly, and their breaths were warm and moist.

When I think of the death that lies between them, of this near-eternal and insurmountable valley, an unbearable sorrow hangs down like a faint layer of moonlight.

The threat of death is like a wake-up call, which has already grasped their hearts with anxiety before it sounds, so that they begin to feel that this long life that has not yet passed is so short when life and death are still unknown tomorrow.

In the face of such a grand and irresistible fate, all the intrigues and tricks in the world seem to be worthless.

Love* rushes through their bodies like a tide, and the night has no boundary with the tide, and neither do they.

Feng Yan grabbed Wei Xingzhen's hair tightly and held his face with the other hand.

"At that time, just eat me," she trembled, sighed, and smiled, "then...... Together forever. ”

……

The lonely moon hangs high in the night sky, and the autumn wind sweeps across the four fields.

Countless dead leaves fell, and only the jackdaw cried on the dead branches.

In the Tianji Palace, Du Weifeng's brows were furrowed, he closed his eyes tightly, knowing that he was dreaming, but he closed his eyes and didn't want to wake up because this dream was too beautiful.

However, the pain in the body came again - still woke up.

Du Weifeng couldn't help but let out a sigh, but then he felt that there was someone around him.

His hand in the nest suddenly clenched, but the pain that followed was so severe that he almost cried out—he had forgotten that he was seriously injured and completely defenseless.

Ji Ran's breathing was steady and regular, and it was obvious that the young man was sleeping peacefully at the moment.

Du Weifeng still closed his eyes, pretending that he was still asleep.

He felt someone look at him for a moment, then left again—but not far.

After another moment, Du Weifeng secretly opened his eyes and looked at the place where he had heard the sound earlier, where a person was apparently sitting.

The man was in his arms, his muscles were strong, and his clothes were a little ragged, and he looked like a martial artist.

He sat in the shadows of the night, and nothing could be seen except the outlines.

However, looking up again, Du Weifeng suddenly felt bad—the horn that he would never forget grew quietly on this person's head.

Du Weifeng was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat - this monster has come to the door again!

However, after the initial panic, Du soon noticed that something was wrong.

Because this time the other party just sat there and didn't do anything.

Did he want to wait for him to wake up inadversely, and then kill himself in unprepared terror?

As soon as this speculation surfaced, it immediately became reasonable.

If at that time, he still had the strength to carry the knife that this monster casually struck, but now he has really reached the point where he has no power to restrain the chicken and can only let it be slaughtered - just Ji Ran......

Du Weifeng struggled to think of a way to deal with it.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and an autumn fly suddenly landed on Du Weifeng's nose, making him feel that the tip of his nose was itching unbearably.

What's worse is that this little worm makes him want to sneeze a little - then he can't pretend to sleep!

At such a moment's notice, a whip-like tail swept past the tip of Du Mockingfeng's nose...... The world is clean again.

Du Weifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not dare to slack off, and while pretending to be asleep, he kept his eyes on this dangerous enemy.

Time passed little by little, the night faded, and the morning light poured into the window—and it would not be long before a doctor would come to check on the room.

Du Weifeng became nervous again.

However, the horned fellow yawned and stood up.

Du Weifeng's throat couldn't help but move.

Is this going to be done......

There was a squeak at the door not far away, and Du Weifeng waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

He quietly opened his eyes again—the chair that had been sitting on it was now empty.

He had doubts in his heart, and secretly opened it with another eye to check the situation, so that the left and right eyes switched a few times, and he finally determined one thing.

- The monster, gone!

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