(Cat flutter Chinese) Baili Kazuma scoffed: "Heh, then how do you think I got in." ”

He didn't answer, and pointed to the exit with his palm, signaling that Baili Fengma could take the red clothes away.

Baili Feng picked up the red clothes without a little pity, and strode out of the way.

The already drowsy cave had fallen into complete darkness, and half of the moonlight was exposed under the sky, and it was even more unreachable across the hundreds of feet of rock walls.

What was there was was the thought of returning the way he came, and as soon as he raised his eyes for Baili Fengma, who had excellent eyesight, he saw that the rock wall when he came, the whole area was a ravine and cave, and it was impossible to tell where he had come from.

The footsteps immediately stopped, and the fabric of the woman in her arms hung down in the palm of her hand, and she was cold without body temperature, just like her mind at this moment.

Ye Xiu walked up from behind and stood beside him, he had long expected him to react like this, but just said in a cold tone: "It just so happens that the two of them are husband and wife, and there is an empty room in the north of the village, so let's squeeze it." ”

And at this moment, a group of people in front of him came up, and a few pairs of hostile eyes quickly swept the hundred miles of wind that was holding the red clothes, and greeted Ye Xiu with fists: "The owner of the village!" ”

Ye Xiu's calm voice seemed to be sighing, and when he listened carefully, he was just giving an order calmly: "Then this month, let's draw lots." ”

Baili Feng was indifferent, but his heart had already heard and understood. The red robe cannot be used as a sacrifice, and the sacrifice must be sent out by the people in the village, and drawing lots is the fairest method.

But what exactly are they going to sacrifice? It doesn't look like the ignorant villagers who worship gods absurdly.

As soon as his mind turned, he had no spiritual power at the moment, and the situation was passive. If you can strive for a temporary peace, it is better to be less busy.

They were sent to a stilted building, which was very shabby and well-stocked, and it was not a disadvantage. It is probably the respect for the master and the promise he made to the gods, and he is also very polite to Baili Kazema.

Although two people were left alone in the room, and there was no lock, one only had to listen carefully to the movement outside to know that there were several people guarding the room, listening to every move inside.

Baili Feng has no spiritual power like a bird that has been plucked out of its wings, and it can't do anything for the time being, so he simply extinguished the candle, carried the red clothes to the bed, got up and sat on the simple chair in the outer room, and was closing his eyes to recuperate, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Ye Xiu only stood at the door and did not come in, and said briefly: "Tomorrow, I will sacrifice in the village, refuse to accept outsiders, and hope that the two of you will not go out of the room." ”

As he spoke, his eyes wandered between the inner room and Baili Fengma, obviously wondering why a couple didn't sleep together at the moment.

Baili Fengma indifferently poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up and walked to the inner room: "I know." ”

It wasn't until the back was hidden in the curtain that the door was closed, and the footsteps paused before going downstairs one by one.

The corners of his lips suddenly smiled, the darkness in his eyes was a little darker than the night, sitting on the edge of the bed, Baili Feng was probably thinking about something, and then lifted a corner of the quilt, and lay down in his clothes.

He was really tired, and he was still a mortal**, so he fell into a vague sleepiness after closing his eyes for a while.

The four were so quiet that there was only the sound of two people's breathing, evenly, all at once, usually unremarkable, but in the heavy chaos of the hundred miles of wind, it suddenly felt ridiculous, but this absurdity seemed to be just an intuition, without roots.

Hongyi moved unconsciously at this time, and any movement on the cramped bed was infinitely amplified, and the movements rubbed against the thin clothes, and he was suddenly extremely awake in the hundred miles of wind.

At this moment, his enemy, Red, was lying quietly beside him, curled up like a cute kitten.

"Hmm......" muttered indistinctly, his voice stirred up with thick honey. As his consciousness gradually cleared, Jing Che's mind quickly went through the scene before he fell unconscious, trying to figure out where he was.

"Awake?" The sound of casual inquiry came from behind the ear, as if it was slowly twisting the piano, with a little sleepiness, and smelling ambiguous for no reason.

Jing Che's brain was sluggish, and he turned over to see what was going on. And his gaze swept over the man's eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and finally fell on the stubble of his chin, and he almost sank into it, and suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately bounced up in resistance.

But someone pressed one hand on his waist and whispered: "Silence, there are people outside." ”

The breath sprayed on his face, Jing Che quieted down, and the two of them were lying in the dark face to face, covered with a quilt, and the big red cotton cloth was rolling with peonies.

"What happened?" When asked, Jing Che felt that he was a little ridiculous. In the past eight years, I have rarely used such confused questions, and most of the things are either pondered by myself or simply not known. But now it's just a while sharing the same bed, and my heart is chaotic, and my mind is dull and blank.

"I saved you," he adhered to the style of lazy explanation, meaning to omit the intermediate process in a short sentence, and after speaking, he felt that he should make a confession, so he added, "I said that you are my wife, and you are pregnant and cannot be used as a sacrifice." ”

The breath in and out seemed to be a little disordered, and the woman who was close at hand wore a mask and couldn't see a clue.

"You are a dignified sword saint, you recognize an imperial capital as a lady, aren't you afraid of losing face when you say it?" Her voice was low, still soft and glutinous, and she was grafted with a slight mocking tone, which made people want to strangle her immediately, and wanted to caress her long hair while taking pity.

"Anyway, no one knows you and me in this time and space." He retorted lazily, with a light stroke.

You and me.

Jing Che silently recited these three words in his heart. Opposing and having to be connected together, this is really a wonderful relationship, in the red clothes and the hundred miles of wind, in the former master and apprentice.

"Then why did you save me?"

"Because you know the whereabouts of my disciples."

Jing Che's heart rolled with sourness, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "I heard that all of them are not your apprentices except for their names from the Nanqiong disciple genealogy." ”

Baili Kazama shook his head casually and slightly, with an expression of "you don't understand, I'm too lazy to explain".

"When you were about to stab someone to death with a sword, you didn't necessarily think you would be in such a hurry to find an apprentice. Could it be that he is angry that he has not ended his life with his own hands, and he cannot avenge the murder of his wife and son? The more he didn't say anything, the meaner her tone became.

is probably a poor person who is contradictory, he knows best that he should give up, stay out of things, and be indifferent, but he wants to get a word about himself out of his mouth through someone else's identity.

Baili Kazama hooked his lips and smiled in the dark, and his tone was as calm as if he wanted to gain insight into people: "Hongyi, you know these things very well." "Cat flutter Chinese