Slightly aware, Jiu'er's heart condensed, and she dodged and stabbed like a conditioned reflex, but it was too late to withdraw the knife, and what she touched was the pair of muddy but relieved eyes.

The energy surged suddenly, covering it layer by layer in an instant, but it was shattered in an instant, and she didn't even leave Lin Lang's body.

Whether it is Fan Yue's sister and brother or Lin Lang, they are all the existence she owes.

However, reality does not give her time to remember, and there is no way back.

Jiu'er took a deep breath, the dagger in his hand had already transformed into a god of death, raising his eyes, cold and cold, and the bloodthirstiness was no worse than that of zombies.

Once the seventh-order energy was released, the fifth-order zombies had no power to fight back, and they were forced to bear the whole process, cutting off their heads and falling to the ground, and they couldn't move after a while.

However, it is not so simple.

Feeling a burst of strange energy suddenly attacked, Jiu'er concentrated on her feet slightly open, completely offensive posture, the zombie looked at her cautiously, but did not move, when she wanted to rush forward, but the ankle was grabbed, looking down, it was the severed arm, at the same time, all the scattered corpses seemed to come to life, consciously like her.

Ordinary women were afraid that they would be frightened by this scene, but in the face of her, they didn't feel much other than disgusting Jiu'er, and they didn't panic.

As the power grid surrounded, there was a 'boom' sound and it broke into slag.

It's not easy to manipulate.

The sixth-order who took the lead was also smart, and when he saw that the timing was not right, he immediately looked for an opportunity to hide, Jiu'er naturally would not let it go, but he felt a pain in his brain, and he paused for a moment to cover his head, and when he raised his eyes, there was no trace of zombies.

It's gone.

The slight movement of the footsteps falling on the rubble taps the heart little by little.

Jiu'er suddenly stopped her steps, the grim reaper in her hand was already clenched, pursed her lips and raised her eyes, cautiously scanned the surroundings, the tingling sensation in her brain still lingered, she patted her head, the sense of impermanence, the sudden weirdness, intuition prompted her to look back, but before she turned around, she was taken into her arms from behind by a powerful arm.

Surprised, the killings emerged one after another, but all the actions were wiped out in the whisper in the ear.

"Jiu'er..."

As if with all her strength, she whispered to the extreme, tlucking the corners of her ears like a feather, stopping all her counterattacks and resistances in an instant, and in an instant, the sound of the wind, her heartbeat, and the coefficient stopped.

Her arms tightened more and more, and her body temperature was still cold, as if she wanted to merge into her bones and blood.

It's like a nightmare.

She heard Ming Xuan's voice and felt his body temperature, steady and powerful heartbeat.

The faint fragrance was hidden under the clothes, and it could be smelled when it was buried on the side of the neck, and the restrained tremor came from the palm of his hand, and for a long time, he heard the moving voice that thought of his life day and night: "It's really... Hell yes..."

She still underestimated the zombie, and she could still create such a real illusion...

Jiu'er moved slightly, trying to get rid of the familiarity behind him, suppressed his impetuous heartbeat, and strode away in the way of 'when it didn't exist', the embrace really disappeared, and he couldn't tell if he was disappointed or what, so he let out a chuckle.

Clear, sultry, clear, with more years of precipitation, adding dullness and sexiness.

When the powerful arms turned her around with a strong attitude, the slight coolness that covered her went straight to the bottom of her heart, Jiu'er's heart trembled, and when she opened her eyes, she was facing the pair of obsidian eyes, gentle as water, reflecting her unbelievable trance.

Ming Xuan was careful not to make a noise, afraid that the heavy action would break the ambiguity at this time, pious and gentle to the extreme, and even forgot what to do, until a light hiss, he was eager to leave, looked at her with a worried face, his eyes touched the hand hanging down his side, and the wrinkles that had not yet dissipated showed what this woman had done, and he was amused and distressed for a while, and he took the person in his arms without hesitation.

"Jiu'er, I'm Mingxuan."

I'm Mingxuan...

A few words, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Since the siege of Suzaku, Jiu'er has been thinking about where she will meet again, how she will appear, whether she should cry or laugh, laugh at him or praise him, and ... How to face him...

She thought about it a lot, and at this moment, Fang Jue was redundant.

As long as he hears his voice, even if the place he is in is devastated and embarrassed, the uneasiness and regret in his heart still dissipate, and the missing piece is finally complete, as long as he lives, whether he hates her or hates her in the future, Jiu'er can bear it.

He had to live, and he deserved to live well.

The big stone in his heart fell suddenly, Jiu'er was so weak that he couldn't stand still, hugging Mingxuan's waist tightly, but his subordinates showed no mercy, he didn't say anything, let her strength that was only delicate to him verify his existence, everything was so beautiful, it would be better if he could not get out of his arms.

But it doesn't matter, in this life, she will be by his side in the future.

Jiu'er didn't know what crossed between the curtains, but felt that the eyes that looked at each other were burning as if they could burn her, her hand was still on his chest, and the distance between the two was widened, but Mingxuan's hands around her waist didn't mean to let go at all, and when he struggled slightly, he snorted in pain,

The slightly twisted eyebrows, the pale face, the weakness made people panic, and in an instant, Jiu'er's resistance was wiped out, and he asked urgently: "What's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable?"

Ming Xuan half-bowed: "It's just that the energy is unstable, it's okay." ”

In a word, there are many associations, Jiu'er lowered her head and looked at the ancient ring on her thumb, her expression moved, and she was about to say something, her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, a little emotional ups and downs, she could be completely captured by Mingxuan, and her eyes fluttered, and she knew what she was thinking.

Just as he was about to speak, he was taken by Ming Xuan: "This is not the place to talk, follow me." ”

Everything he did had his own considerations, even if she had all kinds of doubts in her heart, she would hardly refute Ming Xuan's words, nor would she doubt him anything, that kind of complete trust and dependence did not need superfluous movements, it was enough to keep up with his pace.

She didn't know that the clenched palm quietly covered the ancient ring in an instant, completely cutting off the communication between her and Song Jue.

Jiu'er's brain was abandoned as early as when Mingxuan appeared.

I don't know how long I walked, until the palms of my hands were sweaty, warm and cool intersected, I raised my head slightly, and my eyes fell on the delicate and picturesque side face, as if out of a comic, the outline, eyebrows, eyelashes, and even the five fingers with distinct roots, slender and powerful long legs, every point is noble and elegant just right.

Suddenly disappearing, only to feel the reality.

Before her, Mingxuan had never felt that it was such a beautiful thing to be watched.

"Is it pretty?"

The voice was cold and soft, and it was sent into her ears by the wind, Jiu'er blinked and nodded unabashedly: "Good-looking." "It's a fact, and it's really hard to go against your will.

Ming Xuan chuckled, his mood seemed to be very good: "It's really good-looking." Even the dead heartbeat that needed to be deliberately beaten, was disturbed under those eyes.

The clear smile suddenly passed by with the sight, the corners of the eyes were slightly hooked, and the clear eyebrows and eyes were stunned to exude a strange style, both good and evil, Jiu'er was suddenly stunned, "Huh... It's been a long time, you've changed..."

This kind of boastful behavior is as cold and arrogant as he is, how can he ever have it?

yes, becoming a bit unscrupulous.

Mingxuan still hooked his lips: "Then do you like this?" ”

It is really difficult to answer whether you like this kind of words or not, Jiu'er's eyes flashed slightly, but her tone was extremely serious: "As long as you are Mingxuan." ”

Even if he is not a couple, his status will never change.

The night breeze is slow, the dark clouds cover the top, but it is deep but it does not make people feel depressed, Mingxuan's speed is extremely fast, and when Jiu'er scanned the surrounding scenery, he found that it was already some distance away from Area C, the collapse was not there, and the uneven buildings came into view, he seemed to be somewhat familiar with this place, and soon brought her into a relatively tidy shop.

Jiu'er found a chair at random and sat down, and in her sight was a bottle of water that she reached out for, and opened it unceremoniously, poured a few sips and wiped the corners of her mouth casually, and opened her eyes, it was Ming Xuan's condescending and extraordinarily deep gaze, looking at her without blinking.

"Is there something on my face?"

Seeing that she had some trouble raising her head, Ming Xuan squatted down at the moment, raised his hand to cover the corner of his lips, and wiped it seriously. ”

His eyes are too serious, and his movements are gentle, which she had to accept very calmly before, and she could even be distracted and lazy to flirt, but now...

I don't dare at all.

As if sensing her discomfort, Ming Xuan collected it quickly, and sat next to Jiu'er as if at random, only the undulating breath of the two of them in the silent night, obviously a thousand words, but they didn't know how to say it in the space where they only had each other at this time.

"You..."

"You..."

Speaking in unison, the two looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant, the slight strangeness brought by not seeing each other for a long time disappeared in the smile, and it seemed to return to the days when they fought side by side at the beginning.

Mingxuan leaned on the back of the chair, and his gaze fell on the side of Jiu'er's face: "You say it first, I know you're curious." ”

After a long time, Jiu'er is still eager to know the situation in Area C: "Have you been in Area C?" Do you know what's going on? ”

In fact, what she wanted to ask more was Song Jue's whereabouts.

Ming Xuan knew very well, but he pretended to be stupid at this time: "The Corpse King's advancement was blocked, and the soldiers sent by the Qinglong Base and the White Tiger were also slightly killed and injured, as for the situation in Area C, except for the eighth-order battle, no one could cause this kind of impact." ”

"And where are they now?"

"The Corpse King has shifted his position, as for where I don't know, when I recovered, I was no longer there, I was about to go to find it, and I met you..."

Mingxuan's speech has always been concise, and Jiu'er will also draw inferences from one another, and when he says half-truths and half-truths, he automatically constructs what happened in his heart.

The worries are even greater.

She lowered her eyes, her red lips pursed lightly, and her mind kept thinking, no matter what kind of action it was, it was extremely coveted, he was by her side, and she was still thinking of Song Jue.

What to do, it's so unpleasant.

Ming Xuan leaned his head on her shoulder, pulled back Jiu'er's thoughts with a great sense of presence, pressed the strength of his whole body on her shoulder, and said weakly: "Let me rest for a while, okay?" ”

The gentle and ethereal words made Jiu'er tremble suddenly, frowning and holding his face with both hands.