The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

In the alley, a few old street lamps flickered, casting a faint light. The wall coverings are peeling off and the wall tiles are mottled. Each piece has a sense of dilapidation washed away by the rain. There are intertwined cables in the sky, like old nets, and the old alleys look narrower and more depressing.

In a dark corner, Mu Qianxi squatted under the street lamp, counting the money in her wallet. The dim light flickered on and off, but her eyes glistened greedily as she stared at her purse.

"That's enough, it's time to find a woman in the tavern." A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the corner behind her, Leng Che suddenly appeared. He looked at her counting money and frowned as he sensed luck in her hands.

It's a sweet-smelling ghost.

Scent-eating ghosts like to get close to women who have various scents smeared on their bodies and inhale their fragrance.

She stood up, stuffed her wallet back into her trouser pocket with satisfaction, turned around and was about to leave, when she noticed the extraordinary young man in the corner.

Through the dim yellow light, you can vaguely see the young man's handsome outline and tall and superior figure.

"Leave her body." His voice was as cold as a gust of wind from hell.

The incense-eating ghost was stunned for a moment, lowering his eyes in thought. Was it seen out? Could it be someone familiar with this body? Boy friend?

Mu Qianxi raised her head, stamped her feet at him, and pouted coquettishly: "Oh my dear, why did you come to me so late! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Leng Che's eyes darkened, his deep eyes revealed a coldness and cruelty that seemed to sweep through everything, and his voice became deeper and colder: "Get out of her body and go back to where you should be."

As soon as he finished speaking, his palms were slightly closed, and a blue flame rose above his palms.

Seeing the familiar Karma, the sweet-smelling ghost stopped pretending, put away the delicate look he had when he was pretending to be angry, and stared at him with eyes full of provocation and resentment.

"It turns out to be the Eleventh Hall!" She pulled the corner of her lips and smiled, "I didn't expect that the Eleventh Hall would also be anxious sometimes. Why, do you like her?"

Faced with the provocation of the incense ghost, he remained as cold as ice and warned for the third time: "I'll give you one last chance, get out of her body."

"Why, you want to hit me with hell fire. I am in her body now, and she will be destroyed first."

The girl in front of her still smiled innocently and brightly, but there was a strange sinister and vicious look in her eyes.

Hearing this, he extinguished the Hellfire in his hand.

Seeing this, the incense-eating ghost smiled proudly. It seemed that Hall 11 really didn't dare to touch it. She really has a good body, which can make the always cold-blooded and cruel Eleven Palace not willing to hurt her at all.

But the next second, with a phantom, Leng Che teleported in front of her.

Before the incense ghost attached to her could react, he reached out and pulled the girl into his arms.

Leng Che leaned over and hugged her.

The moment they touched each other's bodies, two small groups of light in their chests echoed each other, bursting out from nothing, from weak to bright.

In an instant, an invisible force shook the incense-eating ghost out of the girl's body, and a sharp and painful roar broke out.

Before the evil spirit could stabilize his body, Leng Che raised his eyelids, and his obsidian eyes turned icy blue. His cold eyes were filled with cruel judgment. Everything he saw seemed to be sucked into his eyes and disappeared. Go into the deep darkness. He raised his hand and waved, and a ball of blue ghost fire flew away quickly.

The evil spirit couldn't dodge and was instantly wiped out.

Without the support of the evil spirit, she returned to her drunken state, her body was limp, and she was about to slip out of her arms.

Leng Che immediately tightened his hand around her waist.

When he looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes turned dark and deep again, and all the killing in his eyes faded away.

Mu Qianxi smelled a familiar scent. It smelled fresh and elegant, which made her feel at ease.

"Leng Che?" She was half asleep, half awake, and raised her little head from his arms in a daze.

She's fine. Leng Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah."

He responded lightly and looked down at her. The drunken eyes were watery, as if covered with a layer of mist, and the fair little face also turned red.

"Leng Che, I'm sorry. I, I shouldn't be so reckless. I always take chances and make fun of my own safety. I also lose my temper with you. I promise that I will never do such dangerous things again in the future. ."

In fact, he had just learned that she was missing and on the way here, he had almost lost his temper.

He looked at her steadily: "Mu Qianxi, you must firmly remember what you just said and learn to protect yourself."

What happened in the demon market still left him with lingering fears, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to get to her in time every time.

"Also," he said, "I also did something wrong. My tone just now was bad and I spoke too harshly. I'm sorry."

He had always been emotionally stable, but when she took risks again and again for him, for the first time he could hardly control his anger at her.

She nodded, then shook her head, looking up at him with watery eyes: "What else?"

"What else?" He wondered, not expecting that there was anything else wrong with him.

There was a little grievance in her watery eyes: "You, you said so many hurtful words, why don't you accept my heart, my likes and dislikes are a burden, you have nothing to do with me, etc., let me It's sad. You have to take back what you said."

Leng Che was taken aback for a moment, with a hesitant and slightly guilty look on his face, but finally made up his mind and said to her: "Your liking is never a burden, it's just that you don't like me anymore. So I'm sorry, I can't take back the rest."

He didn't want her to care about him anymore, and he didn't want her to get hurt because of him.

Hearing this, the mist in Mu Qianxi's eyes became thicker, and she used all her strength to angrily push him away. Under the reaction force, she also swayed.

"Then leave me alone! I won't go back with you!"

"If you don't go back with me, where will you go?" He was helpless.

"I-I want to find Qingqing! I want to stay with someone who likes me! I don't want to leave with you! Get away!"

She lost her temper, turned around and staggered away. Upon seeing this, Leng Che hurriedly stepped forward to hold her, frowning and said: "You are drunk and you are very dangerous. Don't run around, come back with me."

In her current state, once she leaves him, she may be possessed again at any time.

Mu Qianxi glared at him fiercely: "I-I'm not drunk! I'm not running around either. I was eating with Qingqing just now. It's you who kidnapped me here, right? If you don't like me, forget it. You want to make fun of me, why are you so bad!"

Leng Che: "???"

He obviously came to save her, so why did he become a villain?

He explained palely: "It's not me!"

Mu Qianxi's eyes flashed with fire: "It's you! Otherwise, how could I be here as soon as I woke up!"

It seems that you can't tell the difference with a drunkard.

"..." Leng Che was speechless, took a deep breath, and had no choice but to temporarily swallow the grievance. He bitterly admitted to her, "Okay, it's my fault."

He is a dignified eleven, when had he ever been wronged like this and had to take the blame for the evil spirit!

"I knew it!" She struggled with her wrist, but she couldn't get away. "You, let go!"

He didn't move at all, suppressed all his emotions, and asked her calmly: "Mu Qianxi, how do you want to go back with me?"

She stopped struggling, her cheeks were red because of the wine, and she looked at him steadily: "You, you take back what you said, and I will go back with you."

Leng Che guiltily avoided her forcing eyes, did not dare to look directly into her eyes, and whispered: "I can't take it back."

When she heard this, the tip of her nose felt sore and her fingers turned white.

She pursed her lips tightly, as if she was trying her best to control her emotions, but the corners of her eyes still couldn't help but turn red.

She raised her other hand and roughly wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said angrily: "Then I won't go back with you! Not anymore! Let go! Didn't you tell me not to like you? Then don't do this to me." good!"

Hearing her nasal voice getting worse, he thought she had caught a cold, but when he turned to look at her, he saw the undried tears in her eyes, and his breath suddenly suffocated.

"You, you cried?" His voice was uncontrollably flustered. He didn't expect to make her cry.

"No!" She glared at him stubbornly, but her eyes became increasingly moist uncontrollably, and her tears quickly fell, "It's obviously raining!"

She wiped her tears randomly.

The skin on her face was too soft and delicate, and she didn't rub it gently or lightly, causing it to turn red immediately. Seeing the tears covering her face and the red skin around her eyes, her heart felt like it was being violently tugged, and Leng Che's mind instantly went blank. He has always been indifferent and has rejected countless girls. He also thinks that he is not a compassionate person. He can cut off his thoughts without mercy every time. But now, for the first time, he feels at a loss.

"I..." He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat and nothing came out.

He raised his hand to wipe her tears, but she opened it angrily.

"You don't have to worry about it! Let go! I want to leave!" She struggled with her hands.

Leng Che saw that she was becoming more and more aggrieved, and his tears were falling more and more urgently. He, who was almost omnipotent, was acting like a fool at this moment, becoming more and more confused. He didn't know how to coax her, how to stop her from crying, so he had no choice but to let go of her wrist.

"I'm sorry..." A heavy sigh escaped from his throat, and he couldn't make any sense. He only said these three words.

"Go away!"

Mu Qianxi was like a cat with exploded fur, crying and yelling at him, then turned around and walked forward without hesitation.

He silently followed her not far away, protecting her from evil spirits. He was prepared to quickly step forward and hold her up if she lost her footing to prevent her from falling.

Leng Che would see her raising her hands to wipe tears from time to time, and he knew she was still crying. There was a dull pain in his heart, and his throat was full of bitter taste, but he didn't dare to go forward easily to provoke her, for fear that he would irritate her again.