The deliberately lowered flattering sentence was coquettish to the bone, Song Jue almost disarmed and surrendered, and got up with a cold face, "Wanyan's strength is above you, and there are zombies as backup, why do you want to go?" Why didn't you let me know as soon as you went? If you don't tell the truth, I won't tell you what I want to know. He got up and walked out.

Song Jue rarely put joy and anger on his face, if her blood did not drip on the ancient ring, if the ancient ring did not set up some kind of implication between the two of them, the two are indispensable, it is impossible to imagine that if he does not go, what will he do after Jiu'er disappears?

That time the Sixth Order was like this, the Corpse King was like this, Song Jue never thought that there would be such a time to worry about in this life.

When you think about it, you get angry.

Jiu'er didn't say much, to be exact, she didn't know what to say, so she simply didn't say much because of Song Jue, the blue sky was white, the warm sun was shining, but it was cold in the small building.

The two of them did their own thing, and no one cared about anyone, but they worked hard all night, and the atmosphere was delicate in the middle.

Although he told himself to accept it calmly, when he went to bed at night, he couldn't sleep at all, and he was uncomfortable with something, since the end of the world, unless it is inevitable, Jiu'er has never been unable to sleep in bed.

Song Jue's influence on her was far deeper than she thought.

In the dead of night, his eyes were wide open, he was very sober, just staring at the ceiling without blinking, curiosity and frustration were mixed, Jiu'er got up suddenly, opened the door and walked out of the room, Song Jue was long gone as expected, Jiu'er pursed his lips and took a few steps to the rooftop.

Tonight's night is extraordinarily dark, the black oppressive clouds seem to be within reach, the breeze is blowing, the temperature at night is a little cool, if it weren't for the loss of ability, Jiu'er really wants to recuperate during the day and fight at night.

As far as the eye can see, it seems that a storm is coming.

Since yesterday, this day has been a little abnormal.

He took out a cigarette from his bosom and lit it, and the flickering light of the fire flickered, making it particularly weak and vulnerable in the dark night.

"Little master."

Jiu'er paused in his smoking action, turned his head and raised his eyebrows, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "You are here." ”

"Master asked me to guard you."

Jiu'er lowered his eyes clearly, Xingye had slowly stopped on the wall, and once upon a time, the transparent elf body had unconsciously had substance, "Can others see you like you?" ”

Xingye shook his head, looking arrogant, "I can see anyone anywhere." ”

"I'm just just watching it."

Xingye: ...

What else can it say?

Dealing with elves who don't have enough vocabulary, even if they watch it deflated, they won't have a great sense of accomplishment, Jiu'er didn't speak, she looked at the night sky and didn't know what she was thinking, expecting her to ask the curiosity in her heart, maybe it would be more difficult than death.

Xingye sighed in his heart, and said tentatively, "Isn't the little master curious?" Why can't others see me? ”

"Curious."

"Curious, don't you ask?"

Jiu'er pursed her lips, her fingers flicked slightly, the half-burned cigarette ash fluttered and scattered, curiosity killed the cat, and the full stomach of questions couldn't be held back, the cigarette was only flicked, and he turned to look at Xingye, a pair of eyes suddenly changed from casual to serious, the smile hooked between his lips was cunning, and it was full of calculated light.

"Then I ask you, why can't others see you? There's everything I don't know. ”

As soon as these words fell, Jiu'er suddenly became a little nervous, and saw a pair of harmless elf eyes in Xingye, and he didn't hang people's appetites, and said frankly, "Because I am an existence that has been erased by the rules of heaven and earth." ”

Obliterate...

Jiu'er narrowed her eyes.

"It's not just me, master, even Minghan, Wanyan, we are."

"We are people of one world."

......

The silent night became more and more gloomy as it went, the wind whistled across his face, Jiu'er's brain was dazed, and he didn't know how to go back to the room, only the words of Xingye were clearly engraved in his mind, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

Song Jue opened the door and saw Jiu'er curled up on the sofa with a pillow, that sluggish appearance made Song Jue panic, and the fire brewing in his heart had long been gone, he approached and bowed down in a few steps, picked up Jiu'er's chin, stared at her very carefully, and called her name lightly.

The man's unique breath was accompanied by a strong smell of blood, Jiu'er's thoughts returned, and the moment he saw Song Jue, there was still a sense of unreality as if he was in a different world.

"What's wrong?"

Jiu'er didn't say anything, just reached out and hugged Song Jue's strong and powerful waist, as if this was the only way to prove that he really existed in this world.

She has always thought that she paid too little attention in her previous life, which led to the fact that she had never heard of Song Jue, and always thought that she didn't know enough, but now it's ridiculous to think about it, if there is a powerful man in the last days, how can he be a nobody?

Song Jue who appeared in this life, even the difference between Ming Han and Wanyan, is different from the previous life.

If Song Jue didn't fight against Lian Minghan, causing the space to tear apart, then how could she meet him? How can you be blessed to enjoy the tenderness of this moment?

Thinking of missing and losing, Jiu'er felt uncomfortable all over.

Panicked, scared...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, Song Jue was completely caught off guard, his cold war didn't last long, but one day, he couldn't help but want to talk to her, and it was the red peach blossom eyes that tore people away, and his heart was happy to see the grievances in them, "I won't ask you the reason, don't you want to know Wanyan?" I'm telling you, don't do that..."

"She only knew that she was a soul messenger, and her own ability has an automatic healing effect, and you suffered a lot against her, I... I'm afraid of losing you. ”

The explicit words were a little difficult to speak, and Song Jue's serious face and ears were a little red, "Don't you want to reshape the ability, when the time comes, I..."

Jiu'er pursed her lips, looked at Song Jue without blinking, and her tone was resentful and quite squeamish: "Didn't you ignore me?" ”

is already soft and charming, and at the moment it is even more charming.

Song Jue sighed, "Not in the future." “

"I know that there is a huge disparity between myself and Wanyan's ability, if I meet someone else, I won't go, even if I go, I will ask you for help at a critical moment, but she is no one else, she is Wanyan, a woman who is equally beautiful, powerful, capable, and has a lot to do with you."

"I mind very much, she has the identity of a common origin with you, and I am also afraid of her contempt, what I want is to be with you all the time, not never-ending protection."

Song Jue was slightly stunned, Jiu'er had already approached, and his hands wrapped around his waist again: "Song Jue, I love you." ”

Everything around him was silent for an instant, and these words suddenly burst into his ears, Song Jue's breathing didn't seem to be his own, the softness and the boneless finger veins were behind him, these three words were enough to make people break their bones.

At this moment, everything is not important, and he wants to give her his life.

Song Jue bowed down and hugged the person horizontally, bowed his head and sealed the lips that were trembling in his heart, and put the person on the bed frantically and gently.

"You lit the fire..."

When the love is strong, everything goes naturally.

The small building was covered in an instant, and the majestic energy isolated it from the world, this night was long and long, vivid and seductive, and delicate for a long time, until dawn.

The brain is loaded with too many things, insomnia until the middle of the night, hearty after exhaustion, Jiu'er sleeps very sweetly, because he is worried about things, he wakes up in the afternoon, opens his eyes to Song Jue's handsome face that is very close, Jiu'er's sleepiness disappears in a blink of an eye, and stretches out his slender index finger to depict his face intentionally or unintentionally.

The numbness spread all over his body, Song Jue couldn't help but tremble, and when he opened his eyes, he held that hand tightly, and his deep eyes still carried uncontrollable affection*.

Her lips are poisonous, her eyes are breathtaking, and even these hands have a magic power unlike any other.

The soft fragrance is in the arms, the false sleep is broken, and the heat is unbearable.

Jiu'er's hand didn't need Song Jue to move, and he didn't dare to move anymore, "I didn't mean to." “

The pitiful appearance was coveted, and Song Jue took a deep breath, "Don't move, don't make trouble, I'll take it slowly." “

He has asked for * too often, and the woman in his arms will not be able to stand it.

He wants her, but he is afraid that she will be uncomfortable, and her unbearable begging for mercy and still owing will make him crazy.

The vicious circle can't be stopped.

Song Jue slowed down for a long time, and Jiu'er was a little sleepy after a long time. No way, the atmosphere is too good, the men around him are too secure, when Song Jue recovered, what caught his eye was Jiu'er's sleepy face, and he couldn't help but pat that white as jade, "Are you hungry?" “

Jiu'er shook her head, woke up suddenly, covered her lips and yawned, and said understandingly, "Are you going to be busy, I won't run around." “

Song Jue narrowed his eyes, "I'm not going anywhere today, turn around, I have something to ask you." “

He had already forcefully pulled Jiu'er face to face with him, "Xingye said something to you." “

Once Song Jue's brain returned to normal, it was easy to think of what she said last night, Jiu'er opened her eyes, and when she saw him asking, she simply didn't sleep "Xingye only tells me that you are people of the world, and the rest, let me ask you."

Song Jue's back was tense, his expression could not be seen with his lowered eyebrows, and Jiu'er could also detect the rippling tension and uneasiness. She reached out to his back, and her tone had a demagogic softness, "Song Jue, everything about you, I don't know about the past, all the hardships you have endured... Now, I want to hear from you. ”

He recovered quickly, but he was normal in an instant, looked at Jiu'er and smiled, "Okay, what do you want to hear." “

Many things should have been told to her, but Jiu'er didn't ask, and Song Jue didn't know how to speak.

Jiu'er hooked her lips, "I want to know, the grievances between you and Lian Minghan." ”

Even Minghan has always been the most powerful backing of the secret service team in his last life, and he is strong, and he has never heard of anyone who has a grudge, and he has to thank him for knowing Song Jue in this life, so aside from Wanyan, Jiu'er is most curious about Song Jue's grievances with him.

If it weren't for knowing that she really didn't understand, Song Jue would have been a little suspicious that the other party knew something and deliberately mentioned it.

It was really the sharp way of asking that made him a little sluggish for a while.

After a long silence, Jiu'er heard him slowly speak, "He and I are half-brothers." “