The beast ducked again, its eyes shining, staring at the giant bird.

Seeing that Suzaku had not succeeded, he stepped on his paws, and suddenly the ground cracked and landslided, and the rubble fell out of nowhere, sharpening and smashing down.

However, when it was smashed into the air, the rubble froze directly in the air.

What's the situation?

Suzaku looked around, and then subconsciously looked at the strange beast.

Suddenly, they looked at each other, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit.

Yin me again!

Suzaku was indignant, if there were teeth in the beak of a bird, he must be so angry that he would grit his teeth at this moment. Fortunately, the reaction is fast enough to concentrate on the qi.

Let me go down!

Taking advantage of the fact that the alien beast thought it had succeeded, it slackened slightly, and its huge wings waved mercilessly, and suddenly, the alien beast was directly slapped on the ground and smashed into a pit.

Taking advantage of the vacancy, Suzaku raised his thin neck and screamed in the sky, bursts of piercing sound waves rudely poured into the ears of the alien beast, he covered his ears with his claws, but it didn't work at all, and he wanted to fight back, and countless lines of fire suddenly burst out of the ground to tie himself tightly.

After a moment of stalemate between the two beasts, Ink Frost was finally stunned by the earth-shattering roar.

Without the anger around him, after a while, the rugged monster finally turned into a human form again, still a beautiful and powerful line.

The Suzaku in the air breathed a sigh of relief, and fell directly and turned into a human form, and at the moment it was full of gasp, as if it was abnormally affected. It didn't take long for him to lie down beside Inkfrost.

"What did this man grow up eating, and his strength is so great!" he sighed with palpitations as he looked sideways at the handsome man who had passed out in a coma;

After resting for a while, the barrier was removed, and Suzaku changed his posture again, and gently grabbed the man and flew towards his lodgings—he saw the wound on his back, it was the mark of a flog, and it would have festered if he was drenched in water, not to mention that he was still tearing it at that time; it had to be healed properly.

......

The candle flame the size of the bean bounced and swayed in the wind that smeared through the grass hut, and Suzaku wanted to carry the person to the grass couch, grinning for a long time, and finally dragged him up.

"Oh my God, how are you so dead!" sat on the ground and gasped for a long time, and then the man turned the person on the couch over and turned his back to himself. Tearing open the clothes that had been swollen and tattered, and throwing them away, he lifted a small fire to illuminate the solid and beautiful silhouette in front of him.

Suzaku gasped, but saw that the wound on it was shapeless, and there was a layer of pus flowing with cloudy liquid.

The man had to clean the wound first, and then take out the medicine powder from his house and smear it, but before the powder could cover the wound, the thick water on the wound soaked the thin powder and disappeared.

Seeing this, Suzaku gritted his teeth and poured all the medicine in the bottle, and when he looked closely, it seemed to be of some use, but it seemed to have little effect.

Looking at the empty bottle, the man frowned and became melancholy: his ordinary healing medicine didn't seem to have any effect on the wound of the fire flogging, not to mention that this guy was drenched in water, and now it is getting worse!

With a long sigh, looking at the miserable back of the ink cream, Suzaku seemed to feel that his back was starting to hurt, and he realized that he was busy cleaning up and medicating the man just now, and the bite wound on his back was almost ignored by himself!

Suzaku made a bitter face, reaching out to his back, it hurt a little, but this little pain was not a big problem for him, what he cared about was that the gorgeous and smooth feathers on his back were gone!

As a bird, it's a sad thing.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the man reached over his elbow and tried to hit Ink Frost, muttering something in his mouth, but when his elbow was about to touch the other, he put it down again.

"For the sake of you being so seriously injured, I don't care about you villain!"

He took off his clothes at the moment, picked out some ointment with a piece of bamboo and put a graffiti on his back crookedly, then put on his clothes, walked to the bed, and fell asleep against the edge of the bed.

I don't know how long later, he heard something in a daze, and opened his eyes again. Then he saw Ink Frost moving and talking.

"Wake up...... Suzaku was secretly surprised, and said without thinking, and the man ignored him, still muttering to himself, his hands clutching the straw couch, and seemed to tremble, and the muscles and flesh of his whole body tightened, and the wound on his back began to leak blood and pus again.

"Hey...... I'm out of medicine!" After determining what nightmare Ink Cream was having, Suzaku didn't pay any more attention to his slurred words, but he watched his medicine disappear again, and he buried his head in his hands in pain, feeling helpless and helpless.

Suddenly, there was a soft "click", Suzaku hurriedly looked up, only to see that one of the "skeletons" of the grass collapsed was broken; he was shocked, and subconsciously looked around the many "skeletons" in his house, I don't know if he thought of something extremely bad, and at the moment he gritted his teeth, so he had to be cheeky and shake people awake.

The whispering man finally woke up, wrapped in a face that didn't know whether it was rain or sweat, and looked sideways at Suzaku, his eyes were blank at first, and then he gradually sobered up.

When the skin on Ink Frost's chest felt the roughness peculiar to the grass, he was stunned for a moment, and then a kind of horror and humility appeared in his eyes. The hand that clung to the skeleton of the bed was loose and tight, tight and loose, and the dark eyes were a little straight and a little hesitant, and at last they tried to struggle to get up.

However, before his body could leave for a few minutes, a tearing and burning pain in his back made him snort and almost fall.

The bulky body was held up, and in the palm of his body was the robe with a fiery color, and the man looked at the red, which was clearly recognizable even in the dark, and he saw a pair of equally brilliant eyes, like the most magnificent rubies under the splendour, looking back at him with a little glitter.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! Your wound is open again, and I'm out of medicine, so annoying!" Suzaku propped one hand on Ink Frost's chest, and the other hand carefully supported his lower back, his hand trembling a little, as if he was overwhelmed.

The man was stunned, he subconsciously tried to distinguish the direction of the opposite person's gaze, and at the same time carefully observed the look in Suzaku's eyes.

It wasn't until he didn't notice anything unusual that he subconsciously lost his breath. The tight iron flesh on the body showed signs of slackening.

"You...... Do you know if you're going to lie down or sit up...... You're so heavy!" the fiery man puffed out his cheeks, as if he was using all his strength to maintain his posture. "I ...... I can't lift it anymore!"

"......" Mo Shuang looked at the person in front of him and had an indescribable feeling, he wanted to laugh and ...... Crying? Not exactly, I should say that I want to be grateful.

The man slowly sat up and looked at Suzaku who was close at hand, and made a faint joke that was not funny: "Am I heavy?"

"Look at how strong you are, I doubt that your body is more than what I see, I am an agile beast, you are embarrassed to let me carry you...... Uh, no, it's for me to hold you all the time! You want to crush you!" As if sensing that something should not be said, Suzaku snorted and turned a corner in the middle of the center.

He looked at the man's powerful but still beautiful lines at the moment, and then thought of the monster in the small forest, and suddenly felt a chill in his back, and couldn't help but shiver.

"I ...... How did you get back?" asked Ink Frost, dodging Suzaku's series of actions as she tried to step forward to check on his injuries. He's used to it, he's kind of used to the pain, and he doesn't really want to care about it anymore.

Suzaku was obviously stunned, and then looked at the man with straight eyes, and then said confidently: "You...... You're embarrassed to say it! You ran to get caught in the rain and fainted yourself! It's good that I found you when I passed by, otherwise your whole body would have rotted!"

"So?" Ink Frost frowned, recalling the void that seemed to appear in her mind.

All he remembered was his resentment, and he walked in the rain, and then he was in this room...... But he felt as if something was missing, but what was missing?

Suzaku carefully observed Mo Shuang's confused expression, and after making sure that he couldn't remember the process in the middle, he straightened his waist a little bit of a thief to look confident.

"Oh, yes, this is yours, right?

As he spoke, a small object was thrown over, and Ink Frost caught it, and he knew at a glance that it was the broken nameplate collar, but strangely, the collar was broken, and the jade plate was cracked into smaller pieces, except for the two small silver bells, which were still intact.

"I'm sorry, I'm playing with me!" Suzaku looked at the man and frowned, as if he was trying to recall and identify something, and did not hesitate to take the matter on himself, "Don't be stingy...... Don't get angry. It's a big deal, I'll pay you back in the future!"

Ink Frost looked up at the man with a strange expression, thought for a moment, and then strung the broken jade pieces and bells with the grass on the bedside, and then wanted to tie them towards his own arm.

"This man is starting to dismantle my bed again!" Suzaku thought a little indignantly, and on the surface, he didn't hesitate to pull a long feather and a red rope and hand it to the man, and said with a big pinch: "This ...... This one is for you, and it won't break. ”

Ink Frost was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at Suzaku.

Suzaku snorted, directly snatched the broken jade and bell in the man's hand, strung them on the red rope, and then tied them firmly to the man's sturdy arms.

"I'm sorry...... "I'm sorry," the fiery man said softly, "I broke your beloved thing......"

The rope on the arm was warm, the jade pieces and bells conveyed a hint of coolness, and Ink Frost laughed to herself, "It's okay, I don't like it." Broken, better. ”