"Oh, a little thing that doesn't measure yourself, you want to kill me too." Wen Yun stepped forward and grabbed Wen Qitian's throat with his big hand.

"If you have the ability...... Kill ...... Me, otherwise sooner or later...... I'll take you...... Thousands--knives-thousand-slashing, will bear what I have to bear...... The pain of ...... A thousandfold, an infinite number of times is still on you! ”

Wen Qitian's eyes widened hard, staring at Wen Yun stubbornly, in the gloomy turquoise vertical pupils, bloodshot spread, extremely terrifying, as if he was trying to use all his strength to carve the appearance of the enemy into his soul.

"Huh." With a cold snort, Wen Yun suddenly let go of his hand and looked at the embarrassed Wen Qitian in front of him with an ant-like look.

Wen Qitian coughed violently, and his fierce eyes still didn't move for half a minute.

"Tian'er, if you are obedient, your father will naturally not kill you, after all, you are cultivated by me with so much effort, wouldn't it be a pity to ruin it like this."

As he spoke, a thin black mist surrounded Wen Yun's body, and he raised his hand to trace Wen Qitian's outline in the void, only to see that the black mist slowly transferred from his body to Wen Qitian's body.

Everywhere the black mist passed, the wounds on Wen Qitian's body were healing at an alarming speed.

Oh, after all, he won the bet, he bet that Wen Yun would not kill him at all now, not only would he not kill him, but he must also ensure that he is intact.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that after the wound healed, Wen Yun still did not withdraw the black mist, but instead shrunk the black mist into a ball and stuck it to the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"You...... Hiss-" Wen Qitian screamed, as if something had been forcibly removed from his mind, and he wanted to erase his memory again, no, he didn't want to, he didn't want to be the puppet who didn't know anything and waited for death silently.

"Oh, since you forgot it, you never have to remember it, just accept your fate. Days. ”

Seeing Wen Qitian faint in pain, Wen Yun waved his hand again, snapped the chain and broke, and the black mist caught Wen Qitian, enveloping him and levitating him in mid-air.

"Tsk, this time it's a bit ruthless, I'll pick you up again on a cloudy day."

After speaking, Wen Yun carried the lamp, coaxed an unknown minor tune, and left slowly.

However, he didn't know that just after he left, Wen Qitian suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes returned to normal, but at some point, they were covered with a little red light.

But it lasted only a short time, and when the red light faded, he fainted again.

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The next day, the sky was still cloudy, and Yu Yu Lingshuang was wearing a coat, with messy hair and a black face, sitting in front of the mirror.

"Sang Moyu, what are you crazy about?"

"Wait, don't move."

The warm light reflected in the mirror, and from the mirror, Youyu Lingshuang saw that Sang Moyu was holding a comb in her hand, pulling her hair from time to time, gesturing back and forth, with a serious expression, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she didn't know what to mumble in her mouth, as if she had encountered a big problem.

So this guy wants to curl her hair? And then I was stumped by my lack of skill?

Somehow, I felt a little funny in my heart, and there was some indescribable soreness.

Eyebrows look forward to the warmth of the yarn lamp,

Ink waterfall swinging clothes.

Holding a hand-held comb has been affectionate,

But the hair is left around the front edge.

The thick warmth flowed and softened Youyu Lingshuang's eyebrows, and the corners of her lips involuntarily hooked up a shallow smile, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

It's a pity that Sang Moyu didn't notice it, he was still worried about the big problem in front of him.

He didn't admit it, after he went back yesterday, he caught Fei Yi and practiced all night, and finally felt like a person, and he didn't wait for dawn, so he flew all the way to here, just to give her a haircut, give her a surprise, he thought that if it was good, he would be alone in the future to clean up every day, and those individuals in the province would be an eyesore.

Who knows, at this time, he didn't know where to start, the first time she sat in front of him so meekly, her inky hair, as smooth as silk, exuding a faint fragrance that made his heart ripple, thinking about his ears was hot again, and he forgot everything, hey, this is really a shame and a big loss.

Buckle buckle buckle -

"Master, why did you wake up so early today? Do you need the cloud to come in and wait? ”

Hearing this, Sang Moyu's hand trembled, and his eyes began to wander.

"No, you can come back after a cup of tea."

"Yes."

Listening to the footsteps of the clouds gradually moving away, Yu Yu Lingshuang calmed down, his expression was cold, his voice was slightly cold, but his attitude was not as cold and tough as before.

Turning his head, he pulled the hair from his palm, "His Royal Highness the King of War seems to be not good at learning, how dare he bother like this, if it is still early today, His Royal Highness the King of War might as well go back first to wake up and talk about other things." ”

When Sang Moyu heard this, he immediately covered his mouth with his right fist and coughed lightly, before he said, "That's very good." ”

Immediately afterwards, she jumped out of the window and flew away, and at the end she didn't forget to take the sheep by the hand and take away her comb.