Knowing that he wouldn't refuse, knowing that it was so unfair to him, knowing that... He'll be injured in case ...

In the end, she still used him.

Everyone knows that Ji Jiu'er's existence is absolutely fatal to Ming Xuan, she may just stretch out her fingers, and Ming Xuan will give her his life. The seductive peach blossom eyes flashed, and the moment the soft voice spit out the words, Xue Rou knew that it was over.

"Okay."

He lowered his head, wrapped his hands around Jiu'er's waist, and the untied energy blocked the thunder system again. Leaning over the side of her neck, kissing into the pierced skin, gentle and reverent, without the slightest desire for care.

With the urging of energy, the wound created by Xue Rou instantly recovered as before, he smiled contentedly, bent down and picked up the person horizontally, Jiu'er did not speak, buried his head in his chest, closed his eyes tightly, but the tear ducts were not as developed as they were at this time, and quietly wet the placket.

Xue Rou's roar, the sudden screams of the zombies, there must be an injury when the two kings fight, she can't see, she can't hear, everything seems to have nothing to do with her, it doesn't matter who dies or who lives, only Ming Xuan's five fingers that are gradually tightening, and the lines of the muscles that continue to tighten are transmitted from the surface of the skin to the nerve endings, showing the pain he will endure at this time.

It was not feasible to compete with the Corpse Emperor for the right to manipulate, but he did not flinch, he fought like he was dead, and his energy was devoured, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The zombies finally retreated, but Jiu'er couldn't be happy anyway for some reason.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed to be as long as a lifetime, Mingxuan didn't know where to take her, when lying on the soft bed, he leaned over, his whole body weight was pressed on Jiu'er, and he buried his head in her neck socket, the woman's unique fragrance was like a poppy, the toxin penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the body temperature was slightly warm, and his cold and bloody seemed to be two extremes.

Obviously, there is no distance between the close, but it is as far as the sky, and it can be seen and unreachable.

Ming Xuan opened his eyes and listened to her breathing softly: "I'm sorry." He was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid that Jiu'er would know the identity of his zombie, but he was afraid that he would see him slaughtered in front of him, and that sense of distance made him afraid.

"I'm sorry..."

Thousands of words, but only these three words kept repeating, and the low murmur hit the heart, sore and painful. She tried to turn her head away, but the hand held her head in place.

"Let me hold it for a while, and I'll be okay for a while."

The deliberately lowered voice made people reluctant to refuse anything, Jiu'er didn't move anymore, she didn't want to hurt him, and she herself had no strength to resist.

Xue Rou's actions were all based on her painful places.

It's really tiring.

Mingxuan didn't look at her either, and lay on her quietly, enjoying this almost extravagant close-up relationship.

The atmosphere was so silent that only her breathing was undulating, and if he could, he would have wanted to die on her.

Just as he was greedy, the hands slowly raised to support his face: "Mingxuan, look at me." ”

"Jiu'er..."

"Do you want to reject me?"

After a while, the arrogant head finally compromised, slightly raised and looked at her, the handsome face hidden and dark broke into the eyes at this moment, white and blue, more conspicuous under the white five fingers, with the weird red pupils are particularly terrifying, but the bottom of the eyes is cautious and gentle.

He tried his best to restrain the mania in his heart, and the energy in his body reversed, quite a bit of a posture of prosperity and decline.

In those radiant eyes was his embarrassed and terrifying face, Ming Xuan was a little panicked and wanted to escape, but the hands held his face steadily, and the distress that crossed made him feel good.

She wasn't afraid of him.

"Didn't I say that no matter what you encounter, if there is a conflict with your interests, you must refuse it and put yourself first."

"Hopefully, next time, you'll remember that."

Ming Xuan stretched out his hand and brushed his index finger over the corner of her eyes: "I will remember what you said." But he has a choice about how to do it.

How could Jiu'er not understand the ambiguous meaning of his words, she pursed her lips, the corners of her lips were red, and her bright eyes rippled round and round, with stars in the sky, and there was the distance he was looking forward to. Immediately, with a slight tug, he pulled Ming Xuan closer without much effort, leaned forward, and landed on his thin lips suddenly.

It's like a psychedelic mirage, and the whole world stands still.

His eyes widened, and his red pupils instantly turned the color of obsidian, satisfied, happy, longing, confused, and then turned into haunting and hurt as they were.

In the end, quietly leaned on her shoulder.

"No one deserves your heart-to-heart treatment, lifeless protection, especially me."

It's blasphemy to even think about that feeling that clean to the extreme.

There was a crystal oozing from the corners of the eyes, which crossed the cheeks, and there was silence.

I'm sorry for these three words, it's up to her.

Jiu'er took a deep breath, and a thousand thoughts turned into nothingness in an instant, and the only thing left was Qingming. With a slight effort, she turned over and got up, put Ming Xuan firmly on the bed, glanced at it, and finally sighed and pulled out the dagger, and then swiped lightly, a red mark crossed her slender white wrist, and then blood oozed out, she leaned over and put her wrist to his mouth.

Under the instinctive thirst for blood of zombies, even in a coma, they will still involuntarily absorb blood.

The Corpse Emperor has a mysterious obsession with her blood, although he doesn't know where the level of the zombie comes from, Jiu'er doesn't want Mingxuan to be oppressed all the time.

The extent of his injuries is undetectable, but he is definitely not optimistic, hoping that her blood can help him, just at the speed at which it passes...

If she sucks it down, she's afraid she's going to die.

Quickly retracted, Jiu'er quickly bandaged herself, she should be glad that Mingxuan was weak at this time, and she should also be grateful to him for telling her the way to lift the suppression, and she should be grateful for the snake crystal at the beginning.

Without all this, she wouldn't be able to do it so easily at this time.

Taking out a lot of spars from the space and putting them aside, Jiu'er took a deep look at Ming Xuan, his standing steps were a little trance, and he turned around decisively after holding back the feeling of dizziness.

When we meet, we are enemies.

The night breeze was cold to the bones, but it was not as cold as the heart and mouth for half a minute, and the brain was swollen and painful, and if she didn't leave, she was afraid that she would really faint somewhere, and die inexplicably.

Ming Xuan's speed was really fast, and it didn't take long for her to notice the White Tiger's movement at all.

Hiding the swelling sourness in his heart, the thunder moved around extremely fast, but after all calculations, Jiu'er still didn't expect Ming Xuan to be so cautious, and there were four seventh-order zombies guarding nearby.

Without Ming Xuan, her existence would be nothing more than a slightly tasty food.

Jiu'er immediately withdrew his ability, his eyes were deep, forming a strange arc, and some dotted energy elements were reflected in his pupils.

Jiu'er, who was preoccupied with how to escape, didn't notice the ring on his thumb at all, except for the pain in his brain, it was all those four seventh-order, unfamiliar faces, in the past few days, it was the few who were guarding the villa opposite to monitor her, and the regeneration and so on were not fuel-efficient lamps, these seventh-order soldiers were obviously Mingxuan's soldiers, and Jiu'er didn't dare to underestimate them.

However, she overestimated her luck and underestimated the sensitivity of zombies to humans.

But suddenly, a wind system found a difference to keep up.

MD！

Jiu'er hurriedly hid sideways behind an advertising wall, half of the wall painting had been lifted, and the delicate face of a well-known actress was printed on it.

The zombie's figure flashed, and a pair of cold eyes fell steadily on the wall where Jiu'er was, as if she could feel her location through the thick wall, Jiu'er clenched the dagger, the energy was ready at any time, and the god of death was ready to attack, but if it was wrong, it would be the first to attack.

The pace stopped five meters away, and under the tension, Jiu'er couldn't even care about the headache, and I didn't know if it was because the heavens saw her too pitiful and guilty, so the zombie stopped and walked in another direction.

Exhaling turbid air, Jiu'er wiped the sweat from her head, and her beautiful eyes turned and stepped out, but she heard a "stabbing sound", which was especially clear in the silence, and the skirt hooked on the waste nail on the wall.

emmmmm

She should have known that God would be kind enough to her!

said that it was too late, and when the zombie's eyes flashed, a hand suddenly covered her waist, Jiu'er was stunned, and the hand pulled out the dagger on her waist faster than her heart, and fell on the other party's neck in an instant, and she heard a chuckle, even if the sharp blade was lightly touched, the blood spread silently, and she heard the low male voice come to her ear, and Jiu'er forcibly withdrew the dagger.

"It's me..."

She raised her eyes, and in the night, only those eyes were as deep as the sea, with fanatical gentle thoughts, reflecting the light of her eyes that turned a thousand times in an instant.

Song Jue's eyes flashed slightly, and all his deep thoughts disappeared in the pity man who raised his head, and with a slight movement, he pressed the person against the wall behind him, leaning over and grabbing the thin lips that had been tossed and turned thousands of times in his dream.

Urgent and gentle, with obvious restraint.

Jiu'er almost lost his mind and was so soft that he was in his arms, in a trance like a dream, the strong sense of oppression of men made people want to ask for mercy from the bottom of their hearts, the touch was too real, so he panted and pushed him away, "There are zombies around here." “

"So?"

So, will this be the time to kiss me?

Song Jue's eyebrows and eyes were injured, and his pale face still carried obvious condemnation, Jiu'er suddenly remembered what Ji Youyu said about Song Jue's serious injury before, but at the moment, she couldn't help but ask anything in detail, so she only softened her voice and hugged him, "We must go to Baihu immediately." “

Song Jue pursed his lips without saying a word, and his five fingers flew to outline a figure that she couldn't understand, as usual, only to see that the air around him seemed to be surging in one direction, and then he was held in his arms, and the surrounding scene changed in an instant.

Jiu'er was made lose her temper by this wave of commotion.

Yes, the one in front of her is Song Jue.

The long-lost sense of security wrapped her in an instant, and it was rare to feel at ease, she smiled, her hands pulled the corners of his clothes, too close, and there was a faint smell of blood from the tip of her nose.

Jiu'er frowned, the discomfort of tearing the space came this time, and finally she couldn't hold back the strong feeling of dizziness, and she passed out when she leaned on Song Jue's arms.

His mind was full of Song Jue's injuries.

Song Jue pursed his lips and lowered his head, his deep eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, and he held the person in his arms with his noble head, and his deep pupils seemed to have a storm, and suddenly calmed down, leaving only a smile.

Gentle and pampered.

Don't mention the past, it's good that she's here.