The young man was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand and retreat, but Sang Ling didn't intend to let him go, so he grabbed the person with his backhand, and the two were extremely close at this time, almost only one arm.

Sang Ling saw that the young man lowered his head and did not answer, sneered, as if she was laughed at angrily, she subconsciously leaned closer, and sniffed his neck more when the young man did not react.

"Why do you smell so much like a floral? Are you a flower demon? Tsk, the mountain and wild spirits cultivate well, and if they are contaminated with cause and effect blood, not only will it not be beneficial to cultivation, but they will also go mad! ”

The young man's eyes widened suddenly, and he desperately twisted his neck to avoid the sudden approaching Sang Ling.

It seems that he can't accept the extremely good-looking sister in front of him, how can he suddenly become perverted, and his angry eyelids are a little damp.

"You let go of me! I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just a village boy in the mountains, sheltering from the cold in the middle of the night, how can I know so many things! However, it is true that the village is haunted, and if my sister is so brave, it is better to leave early! ”

The boy covered it up well, but Sang Ling knew that his emotions were stirring, and the pain and hatred flashed in his eyes, and Sang Ling didn't miss it.

"People in the world often say that the immortals are noble and righteous, and the demons are lowly and despicable. If the matter in Huayuan Township is exposed, you might as well imagine how many monks will come to eradicate demons and eliminate evil spirits, don't talk about ghosts, you little elf can still have a life! Do you really want me to go, aren't you afraid that I will go out and report the news? Your sister and I have some cultivation in the end, I don't pay attention to these ghosts, one by one. ”

The boy's movements stopped all at once.

Seeing that the young man's heart was loose, and he already had the intention of softening, Sang Ling planned to make persistent efforts and directly ask all the strangers in the village in one go, but this time he still didn't have time to speak.

"Bang"!

"Click! Bang dang! Wow-"

A strong force smashed open the door in an instant, but the two old door panels could not withstand the force, and when they touched the wall, they shattered into slag and splashed all over the ground before they could bounce back.

The voice was not small, and it scared Sang Ling, who was about to speak.

"What's that?"

This familiar and violent way of appearing reminded her of a person, a person she simply avoided like a femme fatale.

Sang Ling turned his head sideways, and at a glance, he saw Xie Hanzhou standing outside the door with a cold face and a sword looking at him.

wanted to torture the teenager to extract a confession, and the typed abdominal draft suddenly choked under the extremely sharp and cold gaze of the man in front of him.

A second ago, she was still strong enough to force others to tears.

At this moment, she only felt weak, helpless and pitiful, and it was her turn to cry.

She's just a puppet, why is her fate more bumpy than that of humans, what hatred and what resentment, so she can chase it over!

She tilted her head, loosened her grip on the young man's hand a little nervously, and retreated a considerable distance, making a defensive counterattack.

The next moment, the wrist hanging beside her tightened, and a strong force directly dragged her into a cold and fragrant embrace.

Sticking too close, the strength is enough, under the restraint of tension, Sang Ling only heard the heartbeat of "plopping and plopping" attached to his ears, and the warm and scorching agitation and vibration were secretly preaching something.

Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, her fingers subconsciously attached to the chest of the person in front of her, but she didn't push away the resistance.

The stunned brain finally pulled back her thoughts, and she had many questions, she had run for so long and ran so far, shouldn't Xie Hanzhou have raised a sword to kill her? Why is it that it is hugged instead?

Are you still sick? Recognize yourself as the Lin Ling who died early?

"Xie Hanzhou, are you still sober? Who am I? ”

"Sang Ling!"

The answer was quick, but with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Xie Hanzhou's indifferent and detached eyebrows pressed downward, and Sang Ling was frightened, only to feel that the room was strangely dark at this time, it turned out that the cold wind poured into the door hole and blew out the fire.

Sang Ling was very puzzled, and he didn't get sick, and Xie Hanzhou didn't think of his junior sister who died early, why did he chase him for so long, as soon as he came up, he hugged him, and he didn't have any killing intent.

The two of them seem to be the hard-working mandarin ducks who ran away from home, not the unlucky ones bound together by mysterious connections.

That's right!

Connect!

Sang Ling suddenly understood something. Since Xie Hanzhou appeared, his blood vessels were violently noisy, and his heart was hot, as if the mysterious spell engraved on the moon stone was about to burn.

Now, the heat in my heart is all extinguished by this extremely close distance, and the warmth is very comfortable.

Sang Ling adapted well, but the muscle on her fingers was as tight as a stone, full of resistance.

Xie Hanzhou was annoyed in his heart, struggled for a while, but in the end he couldn't shake his body, and he could only continue to hold Sang Ling.

I didn't expect that just a connection spell could fill in so many tricks and means, but but, on the contrary, he could only stick it very close like this, and hug Sang Ling, who was full of lies and the details of the unknown, in order to relieve the desperately beating heart in his heart.

But he didn't want to be so cheap, this puppet!

Sang Ling didn't have time to explain, so he asked people to reach out and cover their mouths.

Without the light source, the face carved by Hanyu looked even more impersonal in the dark light, especially when most of Sang Ling's face was covered at this time, and only let her show a pair of eyes to look at people.

As far as the eye could see, he could only see a jaw, and Sang Ling couldn't tell Xie Hanzhou's face and mood at this time, let alone that even his mouth was blocked by someone's hand, and he was even more powerless to defend himself at this time.

Xie Hanzhou seemed to have been on the mountain road for a long time, there was an obvious smell of dust between his mouth and nose, and even the aura in his body was churning, not peaceful, and Sang Ling was even more afraid.

The first time he escaped, Xie Hanzhou also forcibly jumped ship after falling into a coma and chased himself in the downtown area.

The second time, she had been running for so long, almost crossing dozens of large and small cities, Xie Hanzhou could still accurately catch herself again in the wasteland mountains and forests after she fell unconscious.

What kind of obsession is this?

What kind of bad fate is this!

Sang Ling didn't believe that he was a puppet demon who was on the sidelines, and he was also worthy of being so persistent by Xie Hanzhou, the first rookie in the immortal cultivation world, except for this strange connection, there was nothing else to think about.

In that sentence, the connection is like "Siluo entangles the tree, hurts and dies together, and depends on each other." She pondered over and over again:

In the current situation, the same injury is unilaterally the same injury, and if she is injured, Xie Hanzhou will be unlucky.

Xie Hanzhou was injured, but she was fine.

As for whether 'co-death' is also unilateral, I won't mention it first, after all, she doesn't dare to try.

However, in the state in front of Xie Hanzhou, this thing didn't seem to be what she guessed at the beginning - it could only heal her injuries, increase her meager aura, and allow Xie Hanzhou to locate her for these simple effects.

It seems that there is something else she doesn't know, but there is more control and threat to Xie Hanzhou, just like now.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and the oppression was on everyone's hearts.

The delicate and soft delicate skin made a pair of big hands stiff.

Sang Ling couldn't scream at this time, and it was difficult to even move more, the man in front of him seemed to be angry, but for some reason he couldn't do anything about himself.

But his cold, strong confinement action made Sang Ling almost so afraid that white sweat broke out on his back.

"Woooooo

Listen to me!

"Want to quibble?"

Xie Hanzhou asked coldly.

"Woohoo! Woooooo Huh? Woo! Woooooooooooooooo ”

Yes, yes, I'm going to quibble!

Well?

No!

I'm here to explain! Explain!

Sang Ling was speechless, her eyes were wet and she looked at Xie Hanzhou, nodding again and again, extremely sincere.

Xie Hanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.

"The third time, you've already lied to me three times, what are you trying to fool me this time?"

He turned Sang Ling around, facing the young man who was in the corner of the wall and was about to shrink his head into the wall, but he still maintained a strong waist holding movement in his hand, and he seemed to be a little tired and half-hung his head, and whispered in Sang Ling's ear:

"What are you doing here? said that he cared about looking for medicine, but he actually touched such a deserted village, and he still dragged a famous and beautiful young man to do misdeeds in the middle of the night? Don't you need to explain these things? Scheming, liars full of lies! ”

Sang Ling could imagine a hundred scenarios for Xie Hanzhou to find her, and she had already made a draft and preparation in her heart.

But when things came, she found that she still had spineless softening of her legs.

It's more of a panic caused by fright, God knows, a bad god, a bad star who can take her dog's life with a single hand!

pinching her head like this, the threatening appearance of the cold air in her ears, saying things that do not conform to other people's design, and the appearance of extreme emotional instability at a glance, she is numb, even if she changes the guts of a dog, she can be frightened and languid!

Xie Hanzhou felt that the person in his arms was trembling slightly, he frowned slightly, suppressed his throat and said coldly:

"What are you afraid of? Sang Ling, huh? Could it be that you are afraid of me? Don't worry, I won't kill you. ”

Is Sang Ling moved?

No!

She didn't dare to move.

Seeing that his subordinates did not speak, Xie Hanzhou's eyebrows frowned even tighter, and the skin under his hands seemed to be touching a piece of tender tofu, so tender that Xie Hanzhou could see a few red marks left between his fingers.

Xie Hanzhou couldn't figure it out.

I really don't know what kind of fetish the puppeteer designed by Sang Ling, the monk has always been tough and able to fight, let alone a puppet who fights for the master.

is squeamish like this, and he is greedy and lustful!

It really is.

It's really, it's really annoying, and it's hard to get a heavy hand.

Xie Hanzhou frowned, paused for a moment, and couldn't help but be discouraged and slightly relaxed the strength in his hand, but he didn't completely let go of the person in his arms.

After all.

In such a posture, it was almost skin to skin, and he felt that his headache was much better, and even the injuries that had not yet been repaired after forcibly breaking free from the coma were much better because of the strange connection.

This connection binds them almost forcibly together, like a silk tree wrapped around a tree, wounded and killed together, dependent on each other, and inseparable from each other.

Xie Hanzhou hugged people to recuperate with peace of mind, and there was no ambiguity, but in the eyes of others, it was a naughty Taoist couple chasing after Xianjun, and the husband and wife both returned home.

Sang Ling is going crazy.

God knows how embarrassed she was in the amazed eyes of the young man on the other side, and she longed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Just now, I was still proud, and I was high up on the top, but when I turned my head, I was pressed in my arms and rubbed by a person, I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to run, I really didn't dare to run, it was really, it was a shame.

Sang Ling was thinking wildly, and suddenly felt that Xie Hanzhou's pressure was a little less, and she immediately broke free vigorously, and this time, Xie Hanzhou was caught off guard and almost didn't suppress her.

Knowing Sang Ling's resistance, Xie Hanzhou immediately threatened in a cold voice:

"Sang Ling, you may have forgotten one thing. Not long ago, I stabbed your former master with a sword, do you think you can stand my sword without a thread now? ”

Sang Lin was so frightened that he froze.

It's another cup of tea.

She could clearly sense from the connection that Xie Hanzhou's physical strength had recovered a lot, and even the cold aura overflowing on her body had also converged and eased, and she let go of half of her heart.

Sang Ling stretched out her fingers, carefully pulled the other party's sleeves, and turned her head sideways until Xie Hanzhou opened her eyes, and only then did she beg for mercy from under the palm of her hand that loosened the gap:

"It's almost time, can you let me go? Please, good Xianjun, my legs are sore. ”