Song Shuilin's expression froze, and he looked at Song Xuan in a daze.

...... of the Sacrifice Desire for exclusivity?

Would the Evil Spirit still care about the feelings of a sacrifice?

Has the adult's love for Song Xuan reached this point?

The tall and tall young man didn't expect the evil spirit to come out like this, and the whole person was a little dazed.

The slightly curled hand was gently held, soft and slightly cool, it was the hand of an evil spirit.

Song Xuan's body stiffened, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party held it harder, and even took the opportunity to insert his five fingers into his fingers.

They interlocked their fingers in full view of everyone.

After realizing this, even though Song Xuan knew very well that this was just a show between the evil spirit and him, his heartbeat still began to have signs of getting out of control.

Plop plop.

Again and again, it was as if someone had stuffed a drum into his chest, and he was playing passionately.

The demon's voice sounded particularly gentle and doting: "It's okay to be my sacrifice if you want to, but you have to get him to nod first." ”

The faces of those present changed again.

They began to discover that the Evil Spirit's favor for the present sacrifice was different from the favor of the past.

Even if the evil spirits of the past loved this sacrifice again, they would not care about the feelings of the sacrifice, let alone give up other sacrifices that were in line with their hearts because of the so-called possessiveness of the sacrifice.

Only Song Qingzhou hooked his lips and was in a good mood.

Song Xuanke was a sacrifice that he had chosen from thousands of times, and the body of the ghost spirit was the most suitable sacrifice among all the special physiques to become a supplement for the evil spirit.

As long as the body of the ghost spirit is still there, other sacrifices will never be able to replace Song Xuan.

Song Shuilin didn't expect things to develop like this, and secretly looked at Song Yuanlin silently asking for help, but saw that the other party's face was also very ugly.

But Song Yuanlin still gave Song Shuilin a look and motioned for him to continue.

Song Shuilin gritted his teeth and looked at Song Xuan with moist eyes: "Brother Song Xuan——"

However, as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Song Xuan: "You are older than me." ”

Song Shuilin was stunned: "? ”

Song Xuan raised his eyes coldly: "Six months old." ”

That's why it's called brother.

Jiang Jin's heart was happy, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was a little remarkable.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Song Shuilin's face, but he had extremely strong psychological qualities, and quickly changed his words: "Brother Song Xuan, do you want to ...... Be generous? ”

Song Xuan: "......"

Song Xuanyi was speechless by him.

Jiang Jin couldn't hold back, and snorted out loud.

Brother Song Xuan?

What is this magic name?

Song Xuan pursed the corners of his lips, and glanced sideways at the evil spirit whose eyes were crooked with a smile, feeling quite annoyed, but more helpless.

"Brother Song Xuan called, and said that you should be generous...... Jiang Jian smiled, "Baby, how did you decide, huh?" ”

Song Shuilin held his breath, expecting nervousness and apprehension.

Song Xuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, his eyes drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes covered the mixed emotions in his eyes.

"That's what the adults have said," he said...... his voice paused slightly, as if he was deliberating and pondering.

The curvature of Jiang Jin's lips remained unchanged, and he looked at the young man with ten fingers with him with interest.

He wanted to see what kind of words Song Xuan could say.

After a while, Song Xuan opened his eyes and said in a light tone: "I'm sorry, I'm very possessive of adults, and I can't be generous." ”

Jiang Jian had been paying attention to Song Xuan's expression, so he noticed for the first time that before he finished speaking, the young man's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's so red that it drips blood.

Song Shuilin's expression froze, his facial expression was stagnant in flattery and expectation, and at the moment it was a little unbelievable, and it looked extremely funny.

Jiang Jian had enough of appreciating the expressions of the people present, and his fingers seemed to unconsciously rub the back of the young man's warm hand.

"Then it can't be helped." The evil spirit sighed helplessly, "Baby doesn't want to, and I don't want to force him to let him be wronged, so-"

He didn't go on with the rest of the story, but everyone understood what his unfinished words were.

Song Shuilin was a little at a loss, but his gaze at Song Xuan was filled with a hint of resentment and jealousy.

Jiang Yao's eyes turned sharp: "What kind of eyes are you?" ”

The evil spirit's tone was cold, Song Yuanlin said badly, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Song Shuilin's wrist: "I'm sorry adults, this kid is not sensible, I'll take him to get punished." ”

Song Shuilin was staggered away by him.

The atmosphere present was a little calm, but Song Xuan's mood strangely changed a lot.

Song Shan coughed lightly: "My lord, the next family banquet——"

He originally wanted to invite the evil spirit to continue to participate in the next activities, but Jiang Jin categorically refused: "I won't participate in the next family banquet." ”

The evil spirit glanced around coldly, and said in a sarcastic tone: "The descendants of the Song family are not as good as the next generation, I am very disappointed. If it goes on like this...... Scold. ”

Song Shan's face changed suddenly, and his tone became more cautious: "Adults, please rest assured, I will definitely discipline these juniors well." ”

Jiang Yao snorted lightly and pulled Song Xuan out of the hall.

In the room, Song Xuan once again propped up the ghost qi barrier.

As soon as he entered the room, the evil spirit lay on the soft sofa, and did not seem to show similar regret because he rejected Song Shuilin.

Song Xuan glanced at him, and quickly lowered his gaze.

Sensing that he wanted to speak again, Jiang Yao raised his chin slightly: "What are you thinking?" ”

Song Xuan pursed his lips and said with some hesitation: "Song Shuilin......"

But he only said one name, and the rest of the words were unanswered.

Jiang Jian raised his eyebrows: "You don't really think I like him, do you?" ”

Song Xuan didn't speak, but the corners of his lips tightened.

"After following me for so long, can't you tell if it's true or false?" Jiang Jian sighed lightly, "The evil spirit of the Song family will like Song Shuilin, but I won't, he is not the type I like." ”

Song Xuan's heart was slightly relieved.

It turns out that those small actions that seem to be loved are just to be shown to the people of the Song family.

- But I don't like Song Shuilin, and I don't like him like him.

What kind of does Jiang Jin like?

Song Xuan remembered the black-and-white photo again.

Jiang Jin...... Do you like the type of young Song Shan?

The feeling of boredom rose again, Song Xuan lowered his eyes, and simply changed the topic: "Didn't you say that you wanted to get your things back?" ”

"There's no hurry." Jiang Jin said lazily, "After the Song family's dinner, a special ceremony will be held. ”

Song Xuan asked, "What is in the room where the ceremony is held?" ”

"Sort of." Jiang Jian pulled his lower lip, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was a little sneering, "Without that kind of thing, this ceremony would not be held." ”

Song Xuan was a little curious about what kind of ritual it was.

But the evil spirit didn't seem to have any intention of explaining in detail, so he closed his eyes and lay lazily on the sofa, his pale arms covering his eyes, as if he didn't want to be disturbed.

As it gets darker, the hour hand of the room clock points to zero.

The moment Jiang Jian opened his eyes, a knock sounded outside the door at the same time: "My lord, the ceremony is about to begin." ”

It was Song Shan's voice.

Jiang Jian got up from the sofa and raised his chin in the direction of the door, and Song Xuan understood what he meant.

After Song Xuan opened the door, Jiang Yu walked over unhurriedly.

"My lord, come with me." Song Shan said respectfully, his gaze swept to the young man who was following Jiang Yao, and after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke, "My lord, Song Xuan-"

"No problem." Jiang Yao bowed slightly, "He will also go with him, so that he can see the world." ”

Song Shan stopped talking.

He could see that the evil spirit was not only superficial and superficial in favor of Song Xuan, but the other party seemed to have plans to keep Song Xuan by his side for a long time.

Song Shan knew that Song Xuan was not the blood of the Song family, he was just an adopted son adopted by Song Qingzhou. It is not realistic to merge Song Xuan into the lineage, but it is okay to let him participate in the core events of the Song family.

While thinking about it, Song Shan had an idea in his heart.

The ceremony was held in a very secluded place, in the basement of the Song family's old house.

After the three of them descended the stairs, they made many turns left and right, and finally arrived at the ceremony site.

There are multiple protections outside the ceremony site, and after Song Shan enters the password, the layers of protection are opened one after another.

"This is the important land of the Song family." Song Shan introduced to Song Xuan in a slow tone, "Your Excellency allows you to come here because of your trust and cultivation, I will tell you the password here later, and you can also participate in the core events of the Song family in the future." ”

Song Xuan's heart jumped, and he finally understood that Jiang Yu had always shown such serious intentions to him.

Of course, the evil spirit of the Song family has a password to enter here, but Jiang Jian is not the real evil spirit of the Song family, he doesn't know the password.

But Jiang Jin doesn't know the password, and he can't be known by others, otherwise the other party will definitely be suspicious.

So Song Xuan nodded and responded obediently: "Okay, thank you, my lord." ”

Jiang Jin glanced at him lightly, and an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

When the three of them walked into the ceremonial center, the first thing that caught their eyes was the bed placed in the middle of the room.

There was a man lying on the bed.

The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Song Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Black hair and snowy skin, small red moles at the end of the eyes, red lips with slightly upturned corners of the lips when closed, and the face that Song Xuan is so familiar that it can almost make people breathe stagnantly.

- It's Jiang Jin.