The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

After hearing Fang Yuan's words, everyone fell silent.

Pan Shu blinked innocently.

"Sister, don't be afraid." Chu Zhou pulled out the dagger from the scabbard expressionlessly, stepped forward and pulled Xun He away. Just as he was about to stab Jin Hong's throat, Chu Song pulled him away.

"Are you crazy? Five-star dungeons do not allow players to kill each other!" Chu Song frowned and whispered.

The young man looked at him with red eyes, hatred and murderous intent intertwined, "I will make his life worse than death."

Chu Song silently let go of him and warned, "Save your life."

Chu Zhou carried Jin Hong outside like a dead man, his cold eyes lowered, and the aura around him was terrifying. The next second, Jin Hong's screams resounded throughout the castle.

The young man stabbed the dagger into Jin Hong's palm without blinking, with a harmless smile on his face. He licked his crimson lips, "Which hand touched hers? Huh?"

"what--"

When the dagger was pulled out, Jin Hong screamed again.

Blood splashed all over the boy.

Chu Zhou stood up and kicked him condescendingly, "Since you can't control yourself, then let's cut him off."

After saying that, the dagger stabbed directly into Jin Hong's crotch.

A fishy smell spread.

When Xunhe came out, the young man's face was spattered with blood, like an evil ghost from hell crawling to the world to seek his life. However, his eyes were soft and obedient, and he looked the most harmless.

He has a complicated face.

When I saw Jin Hong again, I couldn't even see his appearance clearly. His limbs were twisted in a strange posture, and his two palms were broken at the roots, and there was blood pouring out.

"He deserves to die." Chu Zhou said every word.

Chu Song put one hand in his pocket and threw him a handkerchief without any surprise, "Wipe the blood off your hands."

That's what he wanted to do anyway.

Jin Hong is nothing.

How dare you even think about this delicate young lady?

Even he couldn't bear it.

How dare Jin Hong? ?

Just looking for cranes... Chu Song looked thoughtfully at the cool and dignified young man leaning against the wall.

According to his understanding of Xunhe, Xunhe is not an impulsive person.

He is horribly emotionless.

It can be said that nothing can cause his emotions to fluctuate, not even death.

But at this moment, he lost control.

Xunhe slowly lowered his eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up.Why was she so angry when she saw Jin Hong doing that to her?So much so that he lost his usual calmness?

Chu Song also asked him the same question.

but--

Xunhe heard his own voice say, "I just don't want to ruin my plan because of Jin Hong."

Even Chu Song could tell that he was lying and smiled sullenly, "What is your plan? Tell it and listen."

The young man blinked in confusion.

Yes.

There is no plan.

It was obviously impulsive.

He obviously cares about it.

Ban Shu stood in front of the window, casually glanced at Jin Hong, who was lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and curled her lips.

It's asking for a dead end.

As night fell, the castle fell into silence, even the roses were sleeping soundly.

The man dressed in thick black had delicate and profound facial features. He stood quietly next to Jin Hong like the god of death.

Eros looked down at these arrogant players and curled his lips sarcastically.

He kicked the unconscious Jin Hong indifferently.

Seeing the other party opening his eyes in fear, Eros curled his lips in satisfaction.

"You really deserve to die."

He came closer little by little, and his leather shoes made a shocking "ta-ta-ta-ta" sound on the floor.

Jin Hong scrambled to his feet and tried to escape.

But he was easily stepped on by men.

"You...you can't kill me!"

Jin Hong swallowed and shouted, "You, you are just lowly NPCs! Even if you kill me, you are just a bunch of lowly NPCs without a life of their own!"

"Tsk, has anyone told you that I hate your disgusting expressions the most?"

Eros smiled casually, "By the way..."

"NPCs?"

"I'm long gone."

The man was hidden in the darkness, his red lips that were about to bleed elegantly curved, "This copy is the first gift Eros gives to you players."

"Of course, it could be a nightmare for you."

The black coat on the man's body is windless.

The dark pupils glanced at Jin Hong without any emotion.

Behind him are thousands of extremely beautiful roses.

At this moment, it turned into the sharpest sword and penetrated Jin Hong's internal organs.

Ten thousand arrows piercing the heart is nothing more than that.

Eros lowered his eyes boredly.

He murmured to himself, "I have tolerated you enough, but you actually dare to covet my lady? This is simply..."

He curled his lips:

"Unforgivable."

Jin Hong died quietly.

Eros opened the door and stood beside the girl's bed. Under the bright moonlight, he stared greedily at the girl's features.

"Eros killed someone, miss."

He bent down and tidied the broken hair on the girl's face lovingly and gently, "Will the young lady be angry? But Eros can't bear it for a moment."

The girl who was originally sleeping was caught off guard and opened her pure eyes.

Slender fingers gently grasped his hand.

In this silent night.

The girl nuzzled him dependently, with a layer of wet moisture on her fingertips. She said coquettishly in a soft voice, "There is no anger."

"what?"

"I'm not angry with Eros."

The man sat on the edge of the bed, held the girl in his arms, and slowly licked the girl's soft curly hair with his fingertips.

"Really? Then this..."

He leaned forward until his cold thin lips touched the girl's warm lips, "Won't the lady be angry too?"

Pan Shu shook her head, "Because he is Eros, he won't be angry."

Eros was pleased by this statement.

A pleasant chuckle burst from his throat, "There really is no one cuter than Miss in this world."

This is his little rose.

The man lowered his eyes, pinched the girl's pointed chin with his fingertips, and lowered his voice. He didn't know whether he was trying to persuade himself or something else:

"Then, Miss, please forgive Eros for the following offenses."

Pan Shu opened her eyes wide in shock.

Under the moonlight, she could even clearly see Eros' distinct eyelashes trembling slightly.

The cold temperature on her lips was wrapped with a faint scent of roses, dragging her to sink into the eternal night hell.

The man pried open her lips erotically and ambiguously, greedily and tirelessly sucked the nectar from her lips, and kissed her hard and fiercely.

Pan Shu's hands clung to his chest feebly, but she still wanted to make a purely innocent gesture to seduce him and seduce him.

"...Eros."

Eros stopped, nose to nose with her, forehead to forehead, and sighed softly, "What's wrong, miss?"

"I feel terrible……"

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Eros gently kissed the girl's slender and beautiful neck like a swan, "Be good, tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable? Huh?"

The girl's thin white skin slowly turned into a touching rouge color under the moonlight. She bit her lip gently and looked pitifully at the nasty man in front of her with tears in her eyes.

"I...I don't know..."

"Is it here? Miss." Eros's cold fingers went down the collarbone, stopped at a certain place, and pressed lightly.