Yan Ying glanced at Shen Run.

Shen Run looked at Si Chen, who was buried in Yan Ying's neck, his face was pale and he was dazed.

He saw a stream of bright red blood spilling from her lips and dripping onto the white robe that wrapped around her body, blooming a flower of blood.

Her throat was rolling, and he could even hear her swallowing.

He can't accept such a picture, at least not now, he feels disgusting, it is the body's instinctive resistance reaction, he can't accept the soft and glutinous innocent morning light, the cold, strong, and clear Si Chen is a bloodthirsty monster.

"By the way, let me tell you a good thing." Yan Ying looked at his frowning brows unconsciously, and suddenly smiled and said, "You have been to the Feng Netherworld in the past, and you have seen the witch doctor clan, right?" ”

Shen Run came back to his senses because of his words and looked at him coldly.

"The royal family of the Fengying Kingdom is short-lived, and the health regimen of the monarchs of the past dynasties has raised babies with elixirs, and when the babies grow up to become aura-filled medicine people, they will be drunk blood and meat, as the best nourishing and life-prolonging holy products." Yan Ying said with a smile, he gently rubbed the back of Si Chen's head with his palm, and said to Shen Run, "Don't look at her like this, this child is a holy product among holy products, if you have the ability, not only can you get the Phoenix Netherworld from her, but she can also make you live longer, and you can be Emperor Longxi for a long time." ”

Shen Run was disgusted, all this was too crazy, he couldn't stay in this crazy place anymore.

"Maniac!" He said, turning around, and went out like the wind.

Yan Ying withdrew her gaze from him, looked down at Si Chen buried in his neck, and suddenly sighed, he said softly:

"Look, the living can't accept it."

Si Chen stopped swallowing, his lips slightly off his neck, and then licked twice on the teeth marks he had inflicted. It was a knee-jerk move, and she didn't really want to cause harm to the person who gave her blood.

She left his neck socket.

She was still awake, the red light in her eyes had not dissipated, but her madness had almost subsided. She gasped slightly, stared at a pair of big eyes, and her manic mind was suppressed but not yet awake, which made her look dumbfounded.

Because she wasn't sober, Yan Ying had the courage to hold her face. His face was paler than usual due to blood loss, and he looked at her, and even his voice was a little weak, and he asked her with a smile:

"Don't want it?"

Si Chen couldn't hear his voice, at this time she could only feel that his smell was very good, his good smell was tempting her, she wanted to bite him, but she knew that she couldn't bite him anymore, so she grabbed his shirt and endured it desperately, which made her look even more sluggish and a little aggrieved.

When holding her face and being looked at like this by her after a long absence, Yan Ying remembered the little girl who smiled at him in the flowers that year. She has grown up, she looks better than when she was a child, and many things have changed in the process of growing up, but there are also things that have never changed.

He let go of her, picked up the dress she had thrown on the floor, and wrapped her in the outermost part.

All of Si Chen's physical strength was exhausted, and she began to feel drowsy.

He laid her on the ground.

So she lay down meekly and fell asleep.

By tomorrow, her wounds would almost heal.

By tomorrow, she'll probably turn into the morning light.

Yan Ying looked at her sleeping face, the swollen meridians had not yet subsided, it was ugly, it was not a beauty at all, but it was a rare well-behaved.

"It's so stubborn." He looked at her and said.

He stood beside her for a moment, hesitated for a moment, took off his coat and put it on Si Chen, and then he walked out of the cave.

Shen Run didn't leave, he stood outside the cave, leaning against a stone, looking at the night sky in a daze.

This made Yan Ying a little surprised, his steps paused slightly, but he didn't say anything, he crossed Shen Run's side, walked straight ahead, and soon disappeared into the night.

Shen Run naturally didn't open his mouth to ask him where he was going, looking at his figure and disappearing into the night, he was still leaning against the stone wall, not moving.

……

Next.

The desert sun is blazing during the day, the air is dry, and the smell of sand is everywhere.

The morning light woke up when the sun was three poles, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Run sitting nearby.

Chenguang was a little embarrassed.

She opened her eyes after she was mentally prepared, but she had a seizure before the full moon yesterday, Yan Ying gave her blood, she was able to recall through the smell remaining in the olfactory organs, and she didn't remember the rest, but Shen Run was here, indicating that he saw the whole process.

Chenguang didn't want him to see that, so he tried desperately to hide it in the past. In her thoughts, he is different from her, he is an ordinary person, growing up in an ordinary environment, he will not understand such a disgusting thing.

Even Chenguang herself felt disgusted, every time she thought of those things, she would be disgusted, very disgusted, very disgusted, she felt disgusted.

She thinks so, let alone Shen Run.

She always wanted to hide it, but she didn't expect it to be exposed yesterday for physical reasons.

She was a little frustrated.

"Are you awake?" Shen Run opened his mouth, his voice a little dry, probably because he didn't get into the water.

Chenguang couldn't hear his mood in his voice, and she didn't know what he was thinking, so she didn't speak. She grabbed the clothes she was wrapping around her body and half-sat up, her head hanging down.

"Which one are you now?" Shen Run asked.

His words made Chenguang's shoulders stiffen, and she lowered her eyes and did not answer.

"Let's put on our clothes first." Shen Run said that he stood up and went out.

Chenguang sat on the ground, with a pair of big wet eyes, watching him walk out, his back disappearing into the sunlight at the entrance of the cave.

She pursed her lips.

Even if he felt disgusted by yesterday's events, she wouldn't say that he was "too much", because it was disgusting.

She sat up completely, struggling to put her dress on with her arms covered with scabbed wounds.

When her arm was raised, she was surprised to find that Mr. Yuan's large pustules that never faded began to disappear, and the wounds were almost scabbed, and the healing speed that had slowed down some time ago seemed to have returned.

She was stunned for a moment.

After contemplating for a moment, she landed her gaze on Yan Ying's clothes in her arms.

She slowly got up from the ground, it was very difficult to get dressed, it took her a long time to get dressed, and she pinched the corner of Yan Ying's robe, and she flattened her mouth unhappily.

Why did he leave his clothes here, he didn't kill her but gave her a blood service, and it was a bit too much for her to throw away his clothes the day after the blood service, but did he want her to send someone to send him back, dream. He always does this kind of thing that annoys people.

After thinking about it, she also rolled up his clothes and used them as a burden.

She walked out of the cave.

Shen Run stood in the distance, the bright sun shining on his body, gilding his plain white figure with a layer of golden light, as if it was difficult to approach.