He could barely recognize himself hidden behind the mask of revenge.

Besides, he hated the way he was.

"Oh, my God." How could he think of such a despicable thing? He was an internist, a healer who cured the sick and saved lives. He is committed to saving lives, not taking the lives of others.

Yang Luxia said that this matter is over. She broke her oath and would not go to see Xiao Lingyun again.

However, shouldn't she take revenge on Xiao Lingyun for the unfair treatment she received?

Now is the perfect time to strike at Xiao Lingyun. This time, he didn't have to worry that Yang Luxia would be caught between the two and feel embarrassed.

Yang Xuying suddenly felt a cold war spread throughout his body. At first, he thought he was frightened by the terrible conspiracy he had just hatched. But the dizziness swept the world in front of him into the whirlpool, and he lost his center of gravity, had to stabilize his body with his hands, and sat down in his chair. He hurriedly loosened his bow tie and tried to breathe as smoothly as he could.

It was those yang spirits, he remembered, the yang spirits that were infused into his body.

They didn't work. His experiment failed. He slid out of his chair in despair, fell to his knees, closed his eyes in a dejected manner, and let his mind sink into the deep darkness on its own.

Xiao Lingyun hugged Yan Xiaojing in his arms and rolled to his side together.

"Will you stay?" He asked.

Her laughter was hoarse: "I'm not sure if I can walk now." So, the answer is that I will stay. I guess it's a good choice to lie here. ”

He pressed his lips on her forehead: "I'll be back before dawn breaks." Then pulled the clone out of her warm cocoon.

She looked up at him, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to meet my brothers and then we're going out to do something together."

He got out of bed and walked to the closet, put on his leather suit, and hung the sword holster over his shoulder. He inserted the two daggers into the sword holster, grabbed the coat and draped it over his body.

"Nguyen Yuan Tho will come down," he said, "if you need something, press the asterisk, 9, 9, and it's the phone upstairs." She wrapped herself in a sheet and sat up.

"Xiao Lingyun." She stroked his arm, "Stay." ”

He bent down and kissed her with a little water, "I'll be back." ”

"Are you going to fight?"

"Yes."

"But what are you going to do? You're a ......," she continued.

"Well, besides, I've been blind for three hundred years."

She gasped and feigned surprise: "Are you that old?" ”

He couldn't help but laugh: "yes." ”

"Well, I have to say, you're so well maintained." The smile on her face vanished, "How long will I live?" ”

The chill swept over and hit Xiao Lingyun, stealing several heartbeats from his chest.

What if she didn't survive the refining period?

Xiao Lingyun felt a pinch in his stomach. He, Xiao Lingyun, the intimate collaborator of the Grim Reaper, would feel burned for the fear that only some mortals have.

She'll be able to do it, though, right? Right?

He suddenly realized that he was staring at the ceiling, wondering who he was asking. Nuwa who created her own race?

"Xiao Lingyun?"

He slammed Yan Xiaojing into his arms, as if he could use his flesh and blood to keep the worst fate out.

"Xiao Lingyun," she whispered leaning on his shoulder, "Xiao Lingyun, dear, I can't ...... I couldn't breathe. ”

He quickly let go of his embrace and looked down into her eyes, trying to focus his gaze on one point. The skin on the left and right temples tightens with too much force.

"Xiao Lingyun, is something wrong?"

"It's fine."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"Because I don't know the answer either."

She pretended to step back, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him heavily on the lips: "Well, no matter how long I live, I hope you can be with me tonight." ”

There was a slamming sound outside the door.

"Yo, Xiao Lingyun?" Su Pan's loud voice passed through the iron gate, "We're all here." ”

Yan Xiaojing left Xiao Lingyun's embrace and clasped her hands in front of her chest. He could feel that her mind was closed to him again.

He wanted to lock Yan Xiaojing in the house, but he couldn't bear to lock her up like a prisoner. Moreover, instinct told him that no matter how Yan Xiaojing expected things to go in the other direction, in the end, she could only resign herself to the arrangement of fate and accept the role he played in refining. And at least she's safe for now, because the servant eaters only treat her like a normal person.

"Will you stay here when I get back?" He put on his coat and asked.

"I don't know."

"I need to know where to find you if you're leaving."

"Why?"

"Because of refining, Yan Xiaojing is all because of the problem of refining. Listen, it's safer if you stay here. ”

"Maybe."

Xiao Lingyun could only curse secretly, unwilling to bow his head and plead. Human women are not easily held hostage by men, they are free and have their own opinions.

"Another door in the hall downstairs," he continued, "leads to your father's bedroom. I guess you'll want to check it out. ”

After speaking, Xiao Lingyun left in a hurry, avoiding letting her see the uneasiness on her face.

Fighters must never beg for others, and they rarely even ask for them. They will take everything they need, and if necessary, they will kill to get what they have.

But Xiao Lingyun really hoped that when he came back, Yan Xiaojing would stay in the room. The thought of wishing she was still in her bed was comforting to him.

Yan Xiaojing walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and soothed her nerves with hot water. Then, she dried herself and walked out of the bathroom, where she saw a black robe hanging from the hook and put it on.

She closed her eyes and sniffed vigorously at the collar of her clothes, Xiao Lingyun's male scent mixed with soap and aftershave diffuse......

Male vixen.

It's really like being a human being in two lives, is this really the world she lives in?

She went to the bedroom and found that Xiao Lingyun had forgotten to close the door of the wardrobe before leaving. So she went to the closet to see what he was wearing, but she saw a whole cabinet of standard weapons, and was dumbfounded.

She wondered if she wanted to leave, and set her eyes on the door, where there was a staircase leading to the upper floor. But the idea of staying is just as strong, Xiao Lingyun is right, it will be safer to stay here.

In addition, her father's bedroom is another temptation.

She decided to go over and take a look, hoping she wouldn't have heart palpitations from anything she found there. God knows, her lover has shocked her again and again.