The rain kept falling, and the house was not cool after the rain, but a little more hot.

As the minutes ticked by, I sat on the bed with the blood bat, one hiding in the corner, and my arm in front of me.

I don't know how long we have to defend and if the blood bat will make its next move.

My arm was sore, but I didn't dare to put it down easily.

"Come here!"

The Blood Bat patted the spot next to me, and when he saw me retreating, he reminded me, "Where do you think you can hide here?" ”

I silently retreated, even though I knew that there was no way back, but I just didn't want to compromise on it.

"I won't touch your memory, you come here!"

The Blood Bat promised me, and I made it to the edge of the bed and sat down at the other end.

There were three people between him and me.

"What do you want?"

The words of the blood bat lifted my heart.

I didn't sit as he asked, because I was afraid that he would move my head, and I knew I couldn't beat him, but I wanted to be cautious.

If you annoy him because of this, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Do you want to save them?"

The Blood Bat asked softly.

"Who?"

My mind was a little confused, and I asked cautiously.

"Han Yunduo, do you want to save them?"

The Blood Bat looked at me without blinking.

"Can I go and save them?"

I pointed to myself, I couldn't imagine how I could compete with the Demon King as an ordinary man.

"I'll help you save it!"

"Really?"

I can't believe it, didn't he just say that this was a deal with Mirage?

Will there be fraud?

"Really."

The Blood Bat nodded and smiled at me, a feeling of desolation spreading around him.

"Aren't you even able to beat Han Yunduo? If you go and save it, will you-"

I didn't dare to ask if I would die.

"It's going to die, I know."

The Blood Bat's affirmative answer put me in a dilemma.

If, to save Han Yunduo and them, he needs to exchange his life, then to save it or not?

"I teleported them over, and I exchanged them for that."

The transaction between the blood bat and the mirage, although the mirage is the dominant position, the blood bat is not completely passive, he can still do his best to reverse the current situation.

"After all, I killed so many people, ate so many demons, and drank so much of his blood."

These so-called crooked ways are a shortcut for demons to quickly improve their cultivation.

The appearance of the blood bat is like he is going to die, or rather, he just wants to die.

"Why, isn't your deal with me?"

I don't understand why he suddenly changed his mind.

"Because, you don't like me, and I love you a thousand years ago!"

The blood bat smiled, and the red wedding dress, in his hand, was slowly kneaded into a ball, turned into a ball, and then slowly became smaller, becoming a small ball in the palm of his hand.

The fire sparked in his palm and crackled, but in an instant, the wedding dress was burned down.

It took him three days to make this wedding dress, but he destroyed it in an instant.

Crazy?

"Perhaps, a thousand years ago, you didn't like me either, it's just my own wishful thinking!"

With a flick of his fingers, the blood bat flicked its fingers, and all the ashes were counted into the bottle that was conjured up on the ground.

It was a small white porcelain vase, not big, but the height of a palm, which could be held with one hand.

After the ashes entered, a wooden stopper plugged it, and the bottle swayed in front of me.

I reached for the bottle, even though I didn't know why I was going to pick it up.

My mind is full of the words of the Blood Bat.

A thousand years ago, you didn't like me either.

What kind of person was I a thousand years ago?

gave a promise to a demon, but left it alone, is it worth it for me?

"Perhaps, I was a thousand years ago, and I am not worthy of you, right?"

I'm a little ashamed, what he did later near the Mingde Cemetery was all because of me, different from the northern border, and his approach naturally had to be suppressed.

I don't know what happens to the north, but I agree with one thing, the shemales have different positions and look at things differently, and the cruelty of those respective positions is the law of survival that the other party is accustomed to.

"Do you know what happened a thousand years ago?"

The Blood Bat sat down beside me from the other side, lifted my chin, looked me in the eyes, and raised my other hand in a frightened way that made me shrink my neck in fear.

"The mark on your forehead is my knot!"

The fingertips of the blood bat, over my blocked hands, touched my forehead, and this time, there was no pain, just a slight tingling sensation, which flashed.

"If it weren't for it, you probably wouldn't be with him."

The Blood Bat withdrew the hand that had been placed on my forehead and lowered its head to kiss it.

There were some images that flashed through my mind.

On a rainy day, on a muddy path, scarred, bats struggling in the mud, I saw another me, wearing clothes on my body and holding an umbrella passing by.

After a while, with the basket in my arms, I stepped back, stooped down and carefully took the bat out of the mud, and placed it in the handkerchief that I had laid on the grass in advance.

The handkerchief was wet with rain, and mud rolled from the bat's body all over the handkerchief.

I put the handkerchief in the basket and carried it away.

The rain stopped, and I saw the bamboo house, the blood bats cooking something on the side, and I was lying on the table next to me, giggling.

His face was slightly red, his breath was slightly panting, his body was fluttering, and he couldn't sit on the table in pajamas.

"Ah Fu, are there any people you can't forget and can't find?"

"No—"

The Blood Bat was still staring at the flames.

"That's lucky!"

I was on the table, and I cried as I spoke.

"I want to see him, but I can't!"

"Then why don't you forget him?"

The thing that the blood bat cooked should be decanting soup, he carefully filled it, and then held him in front of me, carefully scooped up half a spoonful with a soup spoon, and then served it to me after blowing it cold.

"I can't bear it!"

Tears ran down my cheeks, and the soup went into my mouth, and it overflowed from the corners of my mouth, and I suddenly smiled.

"Sometimes, I feel like I hate him, but sometimes, I hate myself!"

"I said I never wanted to see him again!"

"And then I really won't see you again!"

Laughing and laughing, I started crying again.

"Then forget about it, if you never see it again, remembering it will only torture you."

The blood bat was helpless, put the decoction aside, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the tears and the residue from the corners of my mouth for me.

"But I can't, can you help me?"

I suddenly grabbed his hand, looked at him almost pleadingly, and pointed to my head with the other hand, "Here, it hurts, it really hurts!" ”

"And here, it hurts too!"

I pointed to my chest again.

"I'll help you!"

The blood bat bit his finger and, without hesitation, nodded it on my forehead.

"Thank you, you are a good person, in the future, you will definitely marry a very beautiful fairy wife!"

Drunk, grinning, I didn't think it was a serious fact, but grabbed his hand and poked it in my forehead.

"And what if I want you?"

"Me?"

I was grinning, and when I heard this, I immediately became serious, but before I could say anything more, I held my head and screamed.