Hao Huan's eyes were full of anger, these words caused many people to laugh out loud, she blushed, she really didn't understand how she could still be domineering and angry when she fell from the proud daughter of heaven at the top of heaven to an ordinary ordinary person, but she was arrogant and had no sense of disobedience.

"Hehe, I hope your arrogance will always be there."

"Don't bother."

Hao Huan smiled suddenly, "How can I bother, your vitality is tenacious, just follow your teammates, isn't Yu Qin the best example?" ”

"Does she think you'll be able to sit back and relax? It's a pity, God wants her to die, and no one can save her..."

Before he finished speaking, Hao Huan closed his mouth stupidly, his back was cold, his feet retreated uncontrollably, and he was dragged violently by the man on the side, and looked at Hao Huan in confusion for a while and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Hao Huan's face turned red, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she only felt that her eyes were faintly raised, but the wind surged in an instant, obviously it was still so light, but she could feel a bloody wind that made her heart tremble, and the killing intent was obvious in her naked eyes.

Sensing the gaffe, Hao Huan took a breath and snorted, "What can I do?" It's just that someone is angry, and I'm afraid she'll do something crazy. ”

Crazy things...

Jiu'er hooked her lips shallowly, the eyes under the deep eye contour were particularly attractive, she raised her chin lightly, took out the gun from her waist with her hand, and fell to the ground with a 'bang' for less than a second, Hao Huan's scream was late, and everyone who guarded her looked at her in fear like frightened birds.

Jiu'er approached and squatted down to look at Hao Huan condescendingly, "Crazy, do you mean that?"

The pain in the calf was mixed with the blood gushing out, Hao Huan was in pain, gritted his teeth, and before he could speak, the man on the side already had the idea of saving the beauty of the hero, "You are looking for death!" ”

Jiu'er didn't move, although he couldn't feel the energy fluctuations, he could find that the dangerous force was sweeping in, and the momentum was violent.

No one noticed that the glow of the ancient ring that surrounded the rose quietly flashed, and then the mutation protruded, and everyone only felt that it was dark in front of them, and before they could rub their eyes and open their eyes, there was a man's rough roar and a woman's sharp scream, and the blood dripped to the ground under the impact one after another.

The man walked slowly, followed by several high-ranking officers, and the space that was still spacious suddenly became narrow, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

With broad shoulders and long legs, and deep facial features, he seems to be an unattainable monarch, and he is convincing at a glance.

Hao Huan only felt that an invisible force controlled her to hit the wall, the force was too great, the blood flowed between the impacts, and the pain in her heart was accompanied by the fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making her scream in panic, and she could feel the process of life passing.

That astonishing gaze turned into horror, and his back was cold when he saw Hao Huan's tragic state.

This is a male god, a god of death who is clearly from hell, the one who is quiet.

The name of the team wasn't just a call.

"Team Song, this person is at my disposal, can you stop?"

Mei Yan opened her mouth shallowly, and the sound of the collision continued, but it was getting slower and slower. Of course, the slowness is not because of the mercy of his subordinates, but because the two of them have no strength.

Song Jue's face was gloomy, his eyes fell on the face that turned to stare at him, restrained himself from increasing his pace, reached out and rubbed Jiu'er's slightly messy hair, and frowned, "Didn't you rest?" ”

Jiu'er nodded, she didn't feel it when she didn't see Song Jue, but when she saw it, a tiredness suddenly came, without a hint of warning.

That enigmatic sense of security, she can always find in him.

Song Jue pursed his lips, clasped the back of her head with one hand, and used a little force to meet Jiu'er when her forehead leaned forward, a kiss fell on the top of her hair, and her voice was soft and low, "Let's go, take you home." ”

The faint painful chirp behind her was swept out of her ears, Jiu'er nodded, and left with the envious eyes of a group of people with Song Jue's steps.

"Team Song..."

Seeing that everyone was leaving, and the two were on the verge of death, Mei Yan had to speak up, but was stopped by Zero Six on the side, "Don't worry, you can't die, I will save them when I still have a breath."

In the end, Hao Huan and the others were rescued when they were on the line of life and death, but this time the simple and rude way caused the onlookers to have serious fear, not to mention that they were stupid, but they were afraid of basic communication, and many people who could still speak on weekdays chose to stay away from the two.

But there are two poles, some people are afraid, and some people think that Song Jue's boyfriend is full of power, and for a while, the rumors that belong to Song Jue have endured in Baihu again, but Jiu'er, as the initiator, has no one to mention, after all, she has no ability, giving people more feelings is dismissive, although she can win Song Jue's favor with her beauty, many people want to see how long she can manage.

Of course, that's a story for now.

Song Jue held Jiu'er's hand all the way, his long legs slowed down to accommodate Jiu'er's speed, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at her side face and said, "Will you still have insomnia in the past two days?" “

Jiu'er's lowered eyes flashed slightly, and she shook her head: "I'm fine, even if I have, it won't be long before I get better." “

Song Jue sighed, from waking up to now more than half a month, Jiu'er Dan will be affected by dreams whenever he falls asleep, once Long Yan asked him to meet at night, and it was also the middle of the night when he came back, when she pushed the door open, she sat at the head of the bed, her expression was sluggish, in a trance, her whole body was stiff and trembling, her smooth wrist cut a bloody mouth, and her lip marks were constantly sucking at the wound, as if she was stunned.

Sensing that he raised his head, his face was covered with blood, and he pulled out a smile, "You're back..."

That scene touched Song Jue very deeply.

His brain, heart, every cell, there was no dissatisfaction, no blame, and it was full of distress. Before this, Song Jue never knew that he would soften his heart like this because of a woman, as long as she was happy, he couldn't wait to dedicate the whole world to her.

So after the people fell asleep, he did not hesitate to pass the little aura coefficient left in his body into her body, suppressing the residual thoughts of the corpse king in his mind, fortunately, Jiu'er has a tough heart, although he will not self-harm and make a zombie move, he will still be awakened by nightmares.

He didn't know what she was afraid of, because she didn't say anything, quietly, like a puppet with life.

"What's wrong?"

Song Jue took a deep breath, his eyes were dark, and he shook his head, but the hand holding Jiu'er was tighter, the two of them walked one deep and one shallow, the man's broad back covered most of the sun, enveloping her, and the two talked with each other, but there was no embarrassment, as if they had experienced this way of getting along for a long time.

The residence is very close to the military base, but the location is extremely secluded, the location chosen by Song Jue is a two-story villa, but the three-story building of twenty meters lives Fan Meng, several of which are independent small buildings, the location is small, and it will not be disturbed.

"In this way, the casualties of zombies this time will definitely not be less than that of humans." I don't know if it's good or funny, in the final analysis, it's all human beings who lose.

Song Jue pushed open the door and heard a humming sound, but he felt that it was too unserious, so he said slowly, "Strictly speaking, the loss is more." ”

Those deep pupils crossed a faint bloodthirsty evil, and Jiu'er knew very well that that 'some' was really just modest.

His powers, as soon as he dies, are a piece.

Jiu'er paused, closed the door and looked up at Song Jue, his eyebrows were lowered, and he approached and put his hand into the hem of the camouflage short sleeve, Song Jue frowned and held her hand, and was lightly glanced at and lost his temper, the pair of angry hands had slowly moved up, he couldn't help stiffening his body, and restrained the mess in his mind with his mental power, and felt that his five fingers were gently pressed on the wound on the deep bone behind his back, and his lowered eyebrows couldn't see the expression clearly, and he spoke slowly, "I didn't know, you are also so strong." ”

The spray's breath was scorching, more unbearable than the climate outside the door, and his face was refreshed without a trace of embarrassment in the scorching heat, and fine sweat was oozing from his forehead by this time.

"Jiu'er..."

With a tear, the thin top fell to the ground, the figure comparable to that of an international supermodel was exposed, but Jiu'er had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery at the moment, and her sight fell on the rotten purple and deep visible bone wound.

The waist, shoulders, and back were all injured by sharp blades, but if you look closely, it looks like a scratch, and you don't need to choose one of them, this is the handwriting of the corpse king, it is used to sprinkling salt on the wound, and it will always try its best to attack the same place countless times, not only that, but there are still energy fluctuations of the corpse king in the depths of the wound, and the battle situation of the two is not clear, but I know the hard work with imagination.

Although the corpse king escaped halfway, but Song Jue's situation was not good, Long Yan took advantage of the victory to pursue the city slaughter plan Song Jue has been going for seven days from now to now, and when Shang Qi's team of men and horses have not returned to the White Tiger, he has returned with thunder and triumph, most of the people who went this time are assigned, Song Jue basically does not know, but after these few days, those high-level abilities who began to look pale have also changed their eyes.

The eighth-order supernatural is really admired.

This is what Jiu'er felt with a light sweep just now, Song Jue didn't make a move, and he made an amazing move, and now Mei Yan is full of respect for him, which is the preferential treatment that a strong person should have.

But what has been paid for this can be glimpsed by the increasingly serious wound alone.

The heart was slightly astringent, Jiu'er bit her lower lip, lowered her head to get medical tools, and pressed the person on the sofa to clean the wound, no matter how heavy she deliberately started, he did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations, only those eyes looked at her without blinking, joy, anger and sorrow, love and hatred, concentration and burning.

When she was dealt with, she hung her head and cleaned up, and she didn't mean to speak again, but the arm that turned around was pulled by him, and it easily fell into his arms and sealed it with a kiss.

Full of affection and longing, until he touched this softness, Song Jue had the feeling of coming back to life.

His kissing skills and sultry from jerky to proficient seem to be just a thought, the ability to learn is amazing, her strength is getting weaker and weaker, the deep voice is whispering her name quietly in her ear, all restraint once it collapses out of control, there is still a feeling in the coma, and the feeling of being completely awake at this moment is becoming clearer and clearer, poignant, and eroding people's souls.