The blood waterfall on the blackboard reappeared, and after Leng Moyuan left with Ling Xuanji, the blood pool on the ground also disappeared.

However, the classroom was in shambles, and the students who had fallen into the pool of blood did not appear.

"What will happen to those students who fall into the pool of blood?" I asked Leng Mohan.

"Dead." Cold ink and cold words.

My complexion changed slightly, Leng Mohan hugged me into his arms, stretched out his hand, and a manzhu sawa suddenly appeared in his palm.

The black Manju Sawa gradually rose into the air, constantly rotating counterclockwise, and turning faster and faster, and a black Manju Sawa also appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The scenery in the classroom gradually changed, as if time had gone back, and the students were back to what they were before the blood pool.

Leng Mohan withdrew the Manzhu Sawa in the air, and at the same time, the Manzhu Sawa in his eyebrows also disappeared.

"Their longevity is not over, I resurrected them, and this memory has also been deleted, don't worry." Cold ink and cold words.

I didn't say anything before he noticed, and it was really sweet.

I nodded and smiled at him, "Thank you......"

He gently stroked my face and bowed his head to kiss me: "Just thank me for this." ”

My old face was slightly red, and I bowed my head to pack up my things and prepare to go back.

After returning to the villa, I went to take a shower, and when I came out, I saw Leng Mohan leaning on my bed, and my heart suddenly pounded twice.

When he saw me coming out, he beckoned to me: "Come here." ”

I moved slowly, and when I got to the edge of the bed, I was pulled by him and fell directly into his arms. As soon as his figure moved, I was pressed under him again.

"Tonight in the pool of blood, freaked out?" He caressed my face lovingly, with deep worry and remorse in his eyes.

"I'm fine, your crystal coffin protects me." I was relieved, "By the way, the crystal coffin has cracks, can it be repaired?" ”

He bowed slightly: "Yes, you're fine." He lowered his head and kissed me, deepening the long kiss, and his hand unconsciously wanted to tear off my pajamas, but I finally stopped him.

"Why didn't Leng Moyuan save Ling Xuanji......" I changed the subject.

"Who knows." Leng Mohan didn't care at all.

I didn't let him continue, and he had no choice but to eat some tofu outside. But as his hand ran over my face, he lifted his body slightly against me and placed a cushion under me.

"I almost forgot." He lowered his head and pecked me, "It's because you're too charming." ”

I followed his gaze and saw a brush and a small plate of red on the bedside table.

Leng Mohan lifted the brush, dipped it in the vermilion paint, and gently drew something on my eyebrows.

"Don't move, draw this, I see who else doesn't have long eyes and dares to move you." He said.

I could only lie down and let him paint.

In addition to the crispness of the brush touching the skin, there is also a slight chill in the center of the eyebrows, as if the cold ink mana flowed into my body through there.

He waited a long time before he stopped.

"What were you drawing?" I asked him, and he raised his hand to suck a small mirror from the dresser over there into his hand and handed it to me.

He actually drew a red manju sawa on my eyebrows.

"This is the sign of the master of the Hades, Mo Yuan and I are both black, and you are a woman, so it is red." Leng Mohan explained.

I asked casually, "Is Ling Xuanji also red?" ”

"It's just the three of us." Cold ink and cold words.

I was puzzled: "Isn't Ling Xuanji the queen of the underworld?" Why not? ”