The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

In the next few days, the demon army acted like a joke when they attacked. They fought for a while and then withdrew. They had no idea what Zhou Li was thinking.

But it's great that the two sides can cease fighting.

After all, if there is a dead person, the fallen angel will absorb the pain. This is a situation that insiders don't want to see.

That night, Zhong Duyu's room was always filled with the smell of medicine. He was lying on the bed in a sleepy state. The claw marks on his back were so deep that his bones were visible, which was particularly terrifying.

There was a white cloth covering his eyes to keep them warm.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound outside the window, and a figure appeared outside out of thin air. The person carefully opened the window and tried to walk in, but hit his head.

"boom!"

Zhong Duyu frowned while he was sleeping. He realized something was wrong and immediately woke up and tried to push himself up, "Who?!"

The man didn't speak. After walking in, he closed the window and drew the curtains. The moonlight at night was instantly blocked, leaving the whole room in darkness.

Seeing that the man was silent, Zhong Duyu fumbled for the sword beside him, but couldn't get it.He gritted his teeth and tried to turn over, but suddenly a cold hand pressed on the back of his neck and pushed him back again.

"it's me."

As soon as he heard the familiar voice, he stopped moving for a moment and asked in surprise: "Can you come in?"

Yu Hen nodded stiffly: "The defense is not tight and it is very dangerous. Your people are too negligent and should be punished."

Somewhere in the room, Qin, who was having a heated conversation with someone, sneezed, causing another Qin to laugh and say, "Caught a cold? You won't do it outside next time."

Qin: “I feel like I’ve been spoken ill of.”

Another Qin muted his voice: "Concentrate..."

*

Zhong Duyu was stunned when he heard this: "Ah, I understand..."

Then the air became quiet, and neither of them spoke, which seemed a little strange.Suddenly, Yu Hen was sitting beside the bed. His body was stained with the coldness of the night, which made Zhong Duyu frown in the cold.

Zhong Duyu said: "So, where do you live now? I asked... no, when I feel better, I will pick you up personally."

The person next to him didn't say anything, but suddenly there was the sound of a knife cutting through the skin in the night, and a strong bitter smell came out. He grabbed Zhong Duyu's chin and put his wrist against his mouth.

"drink."

Zhong Duyu was stunned for a moment. The light red and bitter blood stuck to his lips. Even a trace of it was so bitter that it burst his taste buds. He frowned and said, "Drinking too much of your blood will harm you?"

Yu Hen didn't say anything, and the wound that was about to heal was torn open again, blood dripped on the quilt, and the rich bitterness spread again.

Zhong Duyu pursed his lips and drank it along with the blood, frowning because the taste was too bitter and unpleasant.He didn't dare to drink more, for fear of causing harm to Yuhen, who had finally been resurrected.

He was about to retreat, but Yu Hen reached out his hand, grabbed Zhong Duyu's back hair, and forcefully raised his head. This was the second time he was fed blood in this way.

Yu Hen: "I can't die, you just drink."

Zhong Duyu held his hand tightly and twisted his face. The light red and bitter blood flowed down his mouth into his stomach, and what he didn't drink dripped down his neck and onto the quilt, forming a large blood stain.

It wasn't until the blood was gone that Yu Hen withdrew his hand and glanced at Zhong Duyu, who was covering his mouth and coughing.

The white cloth around his eyes was about to fall off in pieces, so Yu Hen reached out and grabbed the white cloth, tied it tightly again, and tied it tightly behind his black hair.

Yu Hen only dared to do this when Zhong Duyu was seriously injured.

There is also a bit of revenge in it.

Yu Hen stood up and said, "You should rest."

"Where do you live now?" Zhong Duyu coughed with one hand, while the other hand groped anxiously for his clothes, trying to catch him.

Yu Hen lowered his eyes and saw that the extremely pale and well-jointed hand was about to touch his sleeve. He suddenly took a step back, causing the hand to feel empty, and he was still looking for it pitifully.

Realizing that Yuhen seemed to be avoiding him, he curled up his hand and slowly took it back.

"The place I live in is dirty. Don't touch me."

"But I washed my hands when I came here. I won't be stained with dust when I touch you. You don't have to dislike it."

Yu Hen said expressionlessly.

Zhong Duyu narrowed his eyes in disbelief when he heard this, which caused severe pain in his eyes. He hurriedly retorted: "How could I..."

"All right."

Yu Hen walked to the window without looking back, and said in a cold voice: "I will come once every three days, so you don't have to look for me."

"Boom!"

He raised one leg and just put it on the window edge, about to step out, but bumped his head again the next second.He stretched out his hand to cover his forehead and was silent for a while, then rushed out and closed the window heavily.

He was cautious when he came, but he seemed to be running away when he left.

He was obviously caring, but he acted cold and distant. This contrast made Zhong Duyu helpless, but it was good that everything was fine.

The next day, Zhong Duyu forced himself to go to the ground. With the medicine and blood repairing, his other injuries healed quickly, but his eyes needed a long time to heal.

Qin Yao came to his room and saw light red blood stains on the bed. He knew that Yu Hen had come. He was not surprised. If he hadn't deliberately ignored the checkpoints, Yu Hen would not have been able to come in.

Zhong Duyu: "Qin Yao?"

"Yes."

Qin Yao closed the door, came to him, and took out the crystal green spirit from the storage bag, with the talisman Qin Yun attached on it.He handed this into his hand and said: "It needs to be warmed for a while, so don't take off the talisman yet."

Zhong Duyu took it solemnly. Although he could not see it with his eyes, he could touch the essence. He felt a slight tremor inside, a hint of familiarity. He smiled and said, "Thank you..."

"I should have given it to you a long time ago." Qin Yao sighed.

Then they talked about other topics, but Zhong Duyu was a little absent-minded. He finally said seriously: "The outside manpower is lacking. I don't need disciples to guard here anymore. Let's withdraw them and deal with the outside world together."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows but did not expose it. He thought for a moment and said, "But for your safety, we still have to leave a few people behind."

Zhong Duyu shook his head: "Although I was injured, I still have strength left. Besides, I don't like crowds."

Having said this, Qin Yao said helplessly: "Okay, if there is danger, you must use this talisman to call."

He handed over a transmission talisman, and Zhong Duyu took it and thanked him.

Anyway, I don’t know if it’s useful or not.

...

The prosperous dynasty in the world, in a city, in a military camp.

Xiao Feixue was wearing a red golden armor. She sat upright and said to the person in front of her, "Have you really thought about it? The arrow wound on your chest is not healed yet."

The person facing him was Xiao Qiyang. His face was haggard, but his back was straight. He was wearing a suit of armor and holding a long spear. He looked at death as if he were home and said, "I have made up my mind. Xiao Yanyu and I will have this battle."

Xiao Feixue coughed a few times and turned pale. She disagreed and said, "Xiao Yanyu is too powerful now, so he should recharge his batteries."

"He has killed several loyal ministers in a row!" Xiao Qiyang looked excited, "And he also threatened the lives of my father and eldest brother. I will never tolerate it!"

"Send troops today!"