Shen Lichuan should have mobilized his strength to hide in the shadows before being completely covered by the sun, just like he did last time he rescued Leng Mingyue.

But this time, he was directly bitten and absorbed the strength of the peak of this ghost clan's ghost general.

His ghost heart was so excited that his human heart couldn't accept it.

The external forces that scurried around his limbs made him too busy to escape the light.

The consequence of being in the sun for a long time is to disappear.

Shen Lichuan closed his eyes and felt the sunlight move from the top of his head to the top of his forehead, and the stinging sensation was clear.

In my heart, there is a silence.

Seeing this, Leng Mingyue in the distance flashed and appeared in front of Shen Lichuan.

She wrapped her hands around Shen Lichuan's narrow waist and hugged Shen Lichuan into her arms to shield him from the sun.

Almost at the same time, she sat down with Shen Lichuan in her arms, and then untied the red cloak behind her back and covered him on his head, blocking all light sources.

It's autumn, the leaves are falling, and there is no shade to shade the trees.

In this way, she wrapped Shen Lichuan tightly, just like when she was on Qingyun Street.

"It's you." Shen Lichuan's voice came from under the cloak, forbearant and depressed.

He didn't see her, he smelled her.

His sanity wanted to kiss her, but his instinct wanted to eat her.

Just like six years ago, on the night Shen Zichen was born, he obviously wanted to save the princess.

The embrace of this...... It's so warm......

came to the blessing and the disaster, and what I saw was this scene, the cold ghost aura under the cloak represented that his Royal Highness had been completely ghosted.

"Sedan chair."

Misfortune threw out a boxy gadget, and it spun on its own, and in a short time, it became a wide palanquin that could be shaded.

Leng Mingyue understood, hugged Shen Lichuan with a slight force, and the two crashed into the wide sedan together.

The car is spacious, there is a soft collapse, and there is a small case.

Fortune and misfortune also followed in to find out the situation of his highness.

Without the rays of the sun, Shen Lichuan's situation improved, he shrank in the soft collapse with his back to the three of them, and the door was not opened.

The unusual fury of the door of death made him shiver coldly, his brows furrowed, and his eyes closed.

"Stay away from me."

His voice was choppy, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control it and kill everyone.

The face of the rifle doll was full of anger, and she said angrily: "Why do you have to go over!" ”

No matter how many times they pleaded, His Highness would rush over, regardless of his own safety.

He didn't speak, his fists clenched.

Why in the past? Because he is the Son of the Holy Temple, it is his duty to kill the ghosts.

He can kill the demons on the mountain today, and he will kill himself in the future.

Leng Mingyue didn't talk nonsense, she cut her wrist and put it on Shen Lichuan's lips, and her voice trembled imperceptibly:

"Drink."

It is an indescribable experience to see Shen Lichuan save people with his own eyes, but the rescued person pushed Shen Lichuan away.

She couldn't count the little girl's anything, it was human nature to be afraid.

She just, a little distressed Shen Lichuan.

The man on the soft couch pursed his lips and resolutely refused to drink, even though he was already secreting saliva in his mouth.

How could he let her get hurt.

Leng Mingyue saw his thoughts.

She withdrew her hand and put it to her lips, sucked hard, then pressed Shen Lichuan's shoulder, leaned over and forced it to feed it mouth-to-mouth.

The soft touch and sweet blood made Shen Lichuan open his scarlet eyes, and he couldn't believe that Leng Mingyue would use this method to force him.

What made Shen Lichuan even more annoyed was that once her blood touched his lips, his body no longer trembled.

The restless ghost clan has a calm heart, and is overly well-behaved, like a pet being fed, wanting to ask for more love.

Shen Lichuan stared at Leng Mingyue, annoyed that she fed blood like this, and even more annoyed, she hurt herself for him.

Receiving the man's gaze, Leng Mingyue left his lips, raising her eyebrows, with three points of provocation.

I can't wait to write the words "what can you do with me" on my face.