Xiao Qingti almost pounced on him just now, this time the distance was close, he shot quickly, Feng Qingyang and Ying Rongxi couldn't rescue, seeing that Feng Huiliu's indestructible pointed nails were about to be inserted into the top of Xiao Qingti's head, their hearts were terrified, and their faces changed greatly: "Qingti! "Little Bodhi!"

Xiao Qingti naturally heard the fierce wind overhead, she didn't dodge, but stretched out her hand and hugged his waist tightly, the familiar touch, the familiar breath came to her face, and her tears slid down.

No one knows how much she longs for this embrace, no one knows how many midnight dreams she can always smell him in a trance, and then sleep all night until dawn......

No one knows how shocking the **** hugged her desperate kiss made her heart shake, and she almost indulged in that embrace......

Now that she had finally thrown herself into the embrace again, in addition to the strong smell of blood, there was still a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, which was his unique taste. The smell was like a poppy, leaving Xiao Qingti's always shrewd brain blank, and she looked up at his sharp fingers falling, and closed her eyes slightly.

Wind Returns——

This is what I owe you, and I will give you back this life......

You become like this, and I don't want to live anymore......

It seemed that after a while, and then it seemed that after a while, the sharp nails never fell.

Xiao Qingti opened her eyes, facing a pair of golden red eyes, those eyes had no pupils, no focus, like red amber, just looking at her, the light flashed several times. Fingers curled up and stretched out above her head, as if they wanted to grasp it but couldn't get their hands down......

"Liuzhen-" Xiao Qingti's throat choked, she wanted to say something, but her throat was like blocked cotton, so she couldn't speak, and the tears rolled more and more.

Feng Huiliu's face was still expressionless, but the hand that was about to grab Xiao Qingti's head slowly fell.

His fingers landed on her face, his fingertips cold, wiping away tears from her face......

The wind was clear and the atmosphere was not daring to breathe, and they looked at each other.

Could it be that there is still a remnant of the consciousness of the wind flowing back in this demon corpse?

They wanted to rescue Xiao Qingti, but they didn't dare to act rashly. Just approach slowly and slowly, just in case.

Xiao Qingti also looked at him with wide eyes, she was still desperate to hold his waist, and her voice trembled slightly: "Liuzhen, Liuzhen, you recognize me, right?" Right? ”

Feng Hui Liuyu didn't react, let alone answer, he just looked at his hand in a daze, her tears rolling on his fingertips, the light in his eyes lit up again, and slowly put the fingers stained with her tears into his mouth......

The wind is clear, and it should be tolerant: "......"

Her tears were warm and salty, but they fell on his mouth and burned like boiling oil, and his body stiffened.

He now has no pain, no touch, no taste, no feeling, not even a thought, everything is commanded by instinct, all he has is the desire for flesh and blood—

Thirst, hunger, violentness, swirling and stirring within him like a demon, making him want to suck blood, to destroy all living things—

But when this girl threw herself into his arms, she actually made his heart feel sore, which he had long been unable to feel, and her tearful appearance made the soreness become an indescribable pain......