Xiao Lingyun walked into the bathroom, turned around and replied, "You need me, so I'm here." ”

He turned on the faucet, and the hot water rushed down, and the water vapor was swirling. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, washed the dirt, sweat, and death from his hands, and then took the soap and carefully applied it to his arms, the soap foam covering the ancient rune tattoos on the inside of his arms. Finally, he washed off the foam, dried his arms, and sat back on the leather sofa to wait for Yang Luxia's action. Only the small movement of grinding his teeth showed his impatience.

How long have they been in this relationship? It's been centuries. But it took a long time for Yang Luxia to get used to getting close to him every time. If it were someone else, Xiao Lingyun's patience would be exhausted in a few moments. Only in the face of Yang Luxia, he had to endure it with all his might.

In fact, Xiao Lingyun has always felt deeply sorry for Yang Luxia being forced to become his own Wu Xiangnu, and he doesn't remember how many times he told her that he was willing to liberate her from the oath between the two and let her find a true partner—a man who could truly love her more than killing and protecting.

What is ridiculous is that Yang Luxia, who has a weak personality, has been resolute in this matter and has never been willing to leave Xiao Lingyun's side. Maybe he was worried that after he left, other vixen women would not be willing to accept a beast as rebellious as him, he guessed. And without the supply of yang spirits, he will be unable to continue, and the entire vixen group will also lose the strongest line of defense. They will lose their lord, even though he is reluctant to lead them.

Yes, Xiao Lingyun is like a prey that is difficult to tame, keeping a distance from Yang Luxia, and only summoning her when she sucks yang spirits. Moreover, because his strong cultivation didn't need to be smoked often, he summoned her only a handful of times. Yang Luxia knew nothing about his whereabouts and what he had done, so she could only lock herself in her brother's house and spend the long days. She sacrificed her life just to provide for him, the only vixen who did not have the yang spirit of an ordinary person flowing in his body, the last pure-blooded vixen in the world.

To be honest, Xiao Lingyun had no idea why Yang Luxia could endure this loneliness—or rather, why she could endure him.

Is everyone here tonight to break my self-esteem? First Lu Qingyang, and now Yang Luxia. Thinking of this, Xiao Lingyun couldn't help but want to scold.

Xiao Lingyun's gaze followed Yang Luxia around the room, watching her slowly approach the sofa in a circle. He had to force himself to stay relaxed and breathe steadily, and to control his body not to move. This was the hardest part of being with her, as the stillness of his body made him feel anxious. Moreover, he knew that when Yang Luxia was eating, this suffocating feeling would only get stronger.

"Your Excellency, are you busy today.?" Her gentle voice rang out.

Xiao Lingyun nodded, thinking that if he was lucky, maybe he could be busier before dawn came.

Yang Luxia finally stood in front of him, he felt that the hunger in her heart had finally overcome the anxiety, and he could also smell the aura of desire wafting from her. Yang Luxia wanted him, but he could only block this affection in advance.

He would never have a relationship with her, and he couldn't even imagine that he would apply the same treatment to other women to Yang Luxia. He had never had lust for her, never in the first place.

"Come here." Xiao Lingyun pillowed his arm on his thigh, and his wrist was upward, revealing the missing points, "You're already hungry." You shouldn't have waited so long to come to me. ”

Yang Luxia knelt down and leaned on his knees, the hem of the gauze skirt covering his feet. She flicked her fingers at the tattoo on his arm, and every symbol tattooed on it in the ancient Qingchengqiu language indicated Xiao Lingyun's pure bloodline. She swiped over each black symbol, the warmth of her fingertips streaming through her skin. Yang Luxia was so close that he could clearly see her open mouth and a flash.

Xiao Lingyun closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and let Yang Luxia suck his yang spirit. The irritability came quickly and violently, and his free fingers gripped at the edge of the couch like eagle talons, and his muscles tightened and tensed, and he steadied himself. Calm, he needs to stay calm. Soon it will be over, and then he will be free.

10 minutes passed, and Yang Luxia, who had eaten a full meal, raised her head, her body was absorbing the power generated by the convergence of the two yang spirits. Xiao Lingyun immediately jumped up and used it to pacing back and forth to eliminate the boredom in his chest. The resumption of free movement gave him a sick sense of relief, and his mind was then back functioning. He didn't like to see Yang Luxia lying on the floor, so he walked up to her and picked her up, wondering if he should send Ruan Yuanshou to send her back to her brother's house.

At this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the door. He looked at the door with some annoyance and put Yang Luxia on the bed.

"Thank you, Your Excellency," she whispered, "I can go back on my own." ”

Xiao Lingyun was stunned for a moment, pulled the sheet over her legs, and then pulled the door open angrily.

Ruan Yuanshou stood outside the door like an ant on a hot pot, anxiety on his face.

Xiao Lingyun walked out of the room sideways and closed the door. He was about to question the reason for disturbing him, but the grief on the butler's body made his heart throb.

There is no need to ask, it seems that being a goblin can't escape the life and death of King Yama.

This time, Lu Qingyang left them.

"The host ......"

"How did he die?" He roared. Putting his grief aside for the time being, he needed to know the details of Lu Qingyang's death.

"Ah, it's a car...... Blow up ......," the old butler replied in a shrill voice similar to his rickety body, "It's a car bomb, Your Excellency." It's right outside the bar. Shen Zixin called, and he witnessed what happened. ”

Xiao Lingyun remembered the servant eater who was killed by himself. He now wondered if he was the one to blame for the bombing.

These servants and gournibals have no dignity or glory to speak of. Centuries ago, their predecessors were at least like fighters, dying in battle, and these latecomers only knew how to hide behind the increasingly advanced technology of mankind. What a bunch of complete cowards!

"Call all the brothers," he said through gritted teeth, "and let them come right over." ”

"Okay, do it right away. One more thing, master. Lu Qingyang asked me to give this to you. The old butler handed over an envelope, "If you weren't with him when he died." ”

Xiao Lingyun did not express sympathy or other emotions to Ruan Yuanshou, but silently took the envelope, turned around and walked back to the room. Yang Luxia had already left the bedroom, which was a good thing for her.