There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

The sky was already dark, and the west hall of Qingqiu fell into a small pavilion, and the overlapping curtains revealed the bright light of the yellow inside.

The bright light is reflected on the glass bead curtain, reflecting the bright golden color.

"Tut-tut, good nephew, you are really ...... this bitter trick," the woman smiled lightly and walked in from outside the hall.

Van Gogh, who was lying on the bed, glanced at her when he heard the sound and gave her a sneer, "What are you going to do?" ”

Outside the bead curtain, the women's green shirt and robe, black hair curled into a sideways bun, and a few long silver hairpins are obliquely hairpinned, which is not a luxurious makeup, but because of the smile at the top of the eyes, it inexplicably adds a bit of charm.

Ming Shi picked up a white porcelain vase in his hand and signaled to Van Gogh, "The aunt saw that her nephew was injured, so she naturally came over to take a look." ”

The candlelight is bright, and the golden light refracted by the glass in the room is dazzling. The corners of Van Gogh's mouth twitched, "Don't dare to be." ”

"Tsk, your temper is just like your father's. Through the bead curtain, the woman's bright eyes precipitated a little cunning, and her voice was quiet, "Did I recruit you or provoke you?"

Van Gogh turned to the side, "Didn't recruit me, didn't mess with me." The last half of the whip, God Venerable, you drew it so well. ”

Ming Shi squinted, and the corners of his lips curled, "Yo, was discovered?"

Van Gogh sneered coldly, "You and I are from the same family, and the gods are naturally similar, so it is difficult not to be discovered." ”

At noon today, the last of the thirty-three heavenly punishments was intercepted halfway, and the last half of the way was not only sandwiched by the original level of heavenly punishment, but also additionally whipped him with Shen Ze inside, which directly whipped him unconscious.

In front of her, the initiator is here, and it is difficult for Van Gogh to give her a good face.

"How do you say that proverb in the mortal world?" Ming Shi smiled meaninglessly, "Eat hard, and be a superior person." Auntie is here to help you. ”

"Help me?" Van Gogh sneered.

Ming Shishang took a few steps forward and reached out to play with the shaking bead curtain, "Our fox has a bad stomach, you are too young, and you have to be played with by him." How can we be the supreme of the Demon Realm, how can we really be at the mercy of others? As an aunt, I feel really distressed to look at it, so I can't help but help. ”

"Your fox, the only one in your family who has something to do with you, is now seriously injured in front of you. Van Gogh looked at her sideways, "Don't forget, the old fox hasn't said to marry you yet, be careful to play and pay for yourself." ”

Ming Shi raised his eyebrows, "Nephew, your temperament is as unpleasant as your father." ”

Van Gogh picked his eyes, "Auntie, no wonder my father wants to usurp your throne." ”

The four eyes looked at each other, each with a treacherous color in his eyes, and then, the corners of his lips were slightly pulled, and a smile appeared on his face.

When he opened the curtain and entered the room, Van Gogh had no clothes on his body. The clothes behind him were ragged, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Ming Shi glanced at the injury on his body, squinted his eyes and smiled, "This injury is not adulterated at all." There is such an incident, and the little girl of the Bai family is afraid that she will die for you. If you are injured and earn a beauty, you don't lose your nephew. ”

Van Gogh ignored her unbridled gaze behind him, stared at her, and sneered, "It's not just this." ”

"Naturally, that's not all. Ming Shi touched his gaze, his eyes sank slightly, the corners of his lips hooked, and he smiled lightly, "The fox is the most precious to his sister, and his little Ah Chu has suffered a little loss, so naturally he has to get it back from you, the scourge that abducted her." ”

The dark jade-like eyes were as dark as the abyss, but the smile on his lips did not diminish in the slightest.

Bai Chu deserved the whip, he had to come over to block it.

The old fox played too well. depose the throne of the early emperor and punish him with thirty-three days of whipping. If he didn't come to be whipped for Bai Chu at this time, after Bai Chu's thirty-three whips were really beaten, the old fox would naturally release the wind to the demon realm. He committed the same thing as Bai Chu, and Bai Chu's result was that he was deposed, so in order to reflect justice, he had to adopt the same approach as Qingqiu, abolish his position, and be punished by heaven again by the way.

At that time, Ming Shi should be able to take power again, and at that time, the old fox will marry Ming Shi again, which is equivalent to the entire demon world being given to Qingqiu.

You can get a demon realm by whipping Bai Chu, why don't you smoke it? Anyway, you can't die.

Van Gogh went to stop the whip for Bai Chu, and the old fox would not lose either. Even if he can't take the demon realm, the whip is all on Van Gogh's body, and it doesn't hurt Qingqiu, watching this bastard who kidnapped his own sister to be punished, the old fox can't help but feel happier in his heart.

Fox, there will only be a good profit or a little profit, and he will never let himself lose anything.

As for the Ming time, the last half of the whip stopped well.

In the territory of Qingqiu, Bai Xi made small movements under her eyelids, and only she could do it. She had no grievances with Van Gogh, and Bai Chu naturally didn't expect that the last whip was stopped by her.

Van Gogh ate the bitterness of this skin and flesh, and the final result was not too bad.

At that time, Bai Chu was suspicious of Bai Xin, tsk......

Ming Shi looked at him for a while, "I heard that when the two brothers and sisters quarreled, Xiao Baichu would not have the upper hand?"

Van Gogh frowned, "You have fun with the old fox, don't merge Bai Chushen into it." ”

Ming Shi was slightly stunned, looked at him fixedly, his lips opened slightly, and he laughed, "Oh nephew, are you really in love with that Bai family girl?"

Van Gogh's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and he tilted his head impatiently, "Eventful." ”

"Yo yo, are you still shy?" Ming Shi approached him, his eyes bright, "Your father was like this when he peeked at Da Yi taking a bath and was caught by me!"

“......”

Ming Shi squinted his eyes, "The girl of the Bai family is good, but she is a little wild." ”

Van Gogh's eyes sank, "I don't need you to say it." ”

"Tsk, before the person marries back, he protects the short. Ming Shi smiled slowly, rolled up his sleeves slowly, "Get on your stomach, I'll give you medicine." ”

Van Gogh glanced at her and reluctantly fell back. The injury of Heavenly Punishment is difficult to heal by itself, and can only be healed with wound medicine. The injury is in the back, he can't touch it himself, he can only rely on others.

Ming Shi pinched the corner of his back clothes, "Tsk, flesh and clothes stick together, if this layer of cloth is torn off, you will have to hurt for a while, bear with it——"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the screams of the man lying on the bed.

Ming Shi was stunned, she looked at her hand, and she hadn't pulled the layer of cloth yet, how could this kid ......

The kid in front of him turned his face faster than a book, and he was expressionless just now, but now he made a painful and unbearable expression.

She couldn't help but wonder if she had accidentally touched his wound?

Mingshi's face was solemn, in the end, it was his own nephew, how could he leave it alone! She was about to ask, when she heard a voice behind her:

"What are you doing?"

Ming Shi turned his head to look out of the curtain, and the girl of the Bai family stood outside the curtain, glaring at her angrily, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand.

Ming Shi immediately understood, glanced at Van Gogh, who was pretending to be weak on the bed, picked up the medicine bottle in his hand and shook it at Bai Chu, "Give him medicine for his injuries." ”

Van Gogh snorted very well at this time.

Bai Chu clearly saw the blood still stained on Ming Shi's hands, twisted his eyebrows, opened the curtain and strode in, squeezed Ming Shi in front of Van Gogh, and glared at her angrily, "You hurt him!"

Ming Shi was choked by this, his eyes fell over Bai Chu's shoulders and fell on the bed, and the boy who was still haggard was trembling on his shoulders at the moment, covering his lips and holding back a smile.

Mingshi lifted the corners of his sleeves and was about to go up to teach people, "You kid-"

Bai Chu glared fiercely, "This is Qingqiu, not your Jiuyou!"

Ming Shi frowned, and took a small step back with a cold face.

Bai Chu had time to see Van Gogh's injury, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Van Gogh's weak appearance, and his heart twitched, and his voice softened first, "Does it hurt?"

Van Gogh looked at her, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his words were still weak, "It hurts a little." ”

Ming Shi glanced at Van Gogh, this expression is vivid, it's a pity not to go to the mortal world to act!

Bai Chu pursed his lips, his eyes were full of shame, "My brother gave an order not to let you live with me, saying that it was inconvenient." ”

He looked at her fixedly, and his voice softened, "You and I are not married yet, so it's inconvenient." ”

Bai Chu shook the porcelain vase in his hand and pouted, "But this place is far away from me, and I have to pass through the door of my brother's dormitory when I come over, which is even more inconvenient." At the end, he added in a low voice, "My brother won't let me see you, I'...... Sneaked over. ”

Van Gogh looked at her quietly, "Bai Chu, you still have injuries on your body." ”

"It's fine. Bai Chu sat on the edge of the bed and looked behind him, "The blood is clots, and you have to tear your clothes apart before taking medicine." ”

Van Gogh nodded.

Bai Chu stretched out his hand to move the layer of clothing that was clinging to the blood, and the moment he just touched the fabric, he paused, frowned and looked back, "What are you still doing here?"

Ming Shi leaned on the screen and looked over, "Xiao Achu, you have to pay attention to the medicine first-come, first-come, first-come, right?"

Bai Chu smiled slightly, "The third watch of the Divine Venerable ran to my fiancé's room in the middle of the night to untie my husband's clothes?"

The girl raised by the fox has a virtue with him! Mingshi's face was very wonderful and complicated, he glared at Van Gogh, lifted the curtain and went out.

In the hall, there were finally only two people left.

Bai Chu turned his head and smiled at Shang Van Gogh.

The handsome face was brilliant, a pair of dark eyes looked at her brightly, and her voice was hoarse, "What did you just call me?"

Bai Chu's face turned red, and his eyes quickly turned cloudy, and he pulled the clothes on his back and tore them directly.

Van Gogh gasped.

"Inch in, you kid give me a good lay!"

A piece of clothing was torn in half by her back, stained with blood and thrown to the ground. Van Gogh silently hugged his head and buried his face in the pillow, "Girl, you are so fierce, I won't marry you." ”

Bai Chu's eyebrows twisted, and the hand that had just finished casting a spell to clean up the blood stains on his back slapped him heavily on the back, "Who are you talking about!"

Van Gogh was slapped by this palm, and immediately changed his words, "The person who just went out is fierce!"