First Summoner

Shen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she realized something, she broke into a cold sweat.

She hadn't thought about making a deal with him just now. Did she... want to help him?

"What's wrong? You look so bad?"

Feng Xingyao leaned slightly closer to her, taking in all her astonished expression in his eyes, and there was a trace of imperceptible concern in his tone.

She avoided his gaze, regained her composure and said, "I just thought of something bad."

"not good?"

"Yeah." Shen Yan lowered her eyes. She realized that she had put down her basic guard against Feng Xingyao, so she felt a little panicked.

She raised her eyes and looked at him: "I will exchange my blood for a condition of yours, but I haven't thought about this condition yet. I will tell you when I have."

Feng Xingyao's eyes were dark and unclear, and he smiled softly. His handsome and evil face became more and more eye-catching, "Then you have to think about it quickly, because I am leaving soon."

Hearing him personally talking about leaving, Shen Yan's heart felt like a needle pricked her heart.

She said coldly: "Yes, I understand."

At this time, she could feel her wrist being slowly clenched by his cold fingers, and he seemed a little angry.

Shen Yan raised her head and met his obscure eyes. He stared at her for a moment, and she could see her reflection in his pupils.

"Chen Yan..."

"Let's bleed." After saying this, he let go of her wrist as if mixed with some obscure hesitation.

Shen Yan lowered her eyelashes and responded softly.

Then, she cut her palm with a red flame dagger. A burst of pain hit her, and she dripped blood into the jade bottle.

Before half the vial was filled, Feng Xingyao raised his hand and easily stopped the bleeding from Shen Yan's wound. He said in a very calm tone: "That's enough."

Shen Yan raised her head and looked at Feng Xingyao. Feng Xingyao's black hair had now turned silver inch by inch. He looked particularly charming and a bit cold and distant, making people afraid to approach him easily.

He drank her blood, and the surging power in his body was relieved, but he was not suppressed immediately.

His eyelashes were also covered with frost.

Feng Xingyao looked at her deeply, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her.

Shen Yan ran into the cold and hard embrace. She subconsciously wanted to break away, but he held her tighter. His voice was low and his words were careless.

"I'm...a little cold."

When Shen Yan heard this, she was stunned for a moment. Her body was very close to his, and she could feel the ice-like chill in his body.

They were still too close.

She was not used to this kind of intimacy, so she said: "I have fire."

"You want to roast me?" The man sneered, and his cold breath sprayed on Shen Yan's sensitive and slender neck, causing her to tremble.

Shen Yan trembled, and she retorted: "My fire can't roast you at all."

"You mean, fire doesn't work?"

"It works, at least more than my body temperature."

"But I prefer the feeling of holding you, it's soft and warm."

"Feng! OK! Yao!" Shen Yan gritted her teeth. She quickly summoned the red flame dagger with her right hand, turned her wrist slightly, and stabbed him in the waist and abdomen without hesitation!

But at the moment of penetration, her right hand was grabbed by Feng Xingyao, and the force was so strong that she could no longer move.

Feng Xingyao laughed, and his tone was a little doting: "Last time, you stabbed me in the chest, and now you want to stab me in the waist. Shen Yan, you are too cruel. However, if you meet someone like me who wants to belittle you in the future, , that’s how you should start.”

His voice was low and he continued: "I don't mind, you kill all those scoundrels."

There was a creepy coldness in his tone.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. Let me go." Shen Yan raised her eyes and stared at Feng Xingyao coldly.

Seeing her indifferent and self-reliant look, Feng Xingyao felt his heart tremble. Suddenly, a fine itching spread from the depths of the crack, causing an unspeakable restlessness. His lips were slightly dry.

That's fine too.

He knew that Shen Yan was cautious and guarded, and because of this, it was difficult for others to get close to her.

If he can meet her again in the future after solving those messes...

Feng Xingyao curled his lips slightly, "I won't hug you anymore."

He let go of Shen Yan, who immediately took a few steps back. She put away the red flame dagger with a cold expression, stared at Feng Xingyao with eyes covered with a layer of frost, and said coldly: "Since you have drank the blood, Then have a good rest."

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Thinking too much."

As Shen Yan said that, he was about to leave the supernatural space, but saw Jiu Zhuan hiding in a corner, blinking his big curious eyes, scanning the two of them, with this look, as if he had discovered some adultery. Same.

Shen Yan did not ignore his little expression. She didn't take it to heart, but she still unconsciously thought of the warmth of being held in his arms.

"Nine rotations, it's okay."

She said lightly and immediately left the supernatural space.

When Jiuzhuan saw his master leaving, he blinked, then looked at the man who was already leaning on the couch, and asked cautiously: "You...do you like your master?"

"What do you think?" Feng Xingyao's eyes dimmed, half-smiling.

"I think so, doesn't a hug mean you like it?"

"Then, do you think your master likes me?"

Jiuzuan's face was slightly sluggish, he shook his head first, and then nodded.

"What do you mean?"

Jiuzuan pouted his little mouth and fell into thinking. After a long time, he looked at Feng Xingyao seriously and said, "Master didn't stab you to death, so he probably likes you, right?"

Feng Xingyao: "..."

...

After Shen Yan came out of the supernatural space, she secretly used her spiritual power to catalyze the cold air that touched Feng Xingyao's body and restore the normal temperature.

At this time, there was a knock on her door.

knock --

Shen Yan stepped up and opened the door, and what came into view was the waiter of the inn.

The waiter smiled and handed a letter to Shen Yan, "Miss, your letter."

"Who asked you to deliver the letter?" Shen Yan immediately became alert and glanced down at the unsigned letter.

The waiter shook his head: "I don't even know who that person is."

Shen Yan vaguely guessed something, she said 'ok', then accepted the letter handed over by the waiter, and opened it cautiously.

He took out a letter from the envelope and opened it slowly, revealing a line of words:

——Zhuge Youlin has entered the game.

These few words made Shen Yan's eyes change slightly.

Shen Yan immediately went to the room where Zhuge Youlin was. She raised her hand and knocked on the door fiercely, making a 'bang bang bang' sound: "Zhuge Youlin!"

When the messenger saw this, he quickly came over and explained: "Miss, the guest who lives in this guest room left at midnight and has not come back yet."

Hearing this, Shen Yan forced open the door of Zhuge Youlin's room and went inside. There was a small note on the table, which was pressed under the teapot.

She pulled out the note.

The content is: I went to explore the Flower Cave! ——Zhuge Youlin

Shen Yan frowned, and her fair and beautiful face was faintly stained with anger.

At this time, Yu Changying and others who lived in the guest room next door were attracted by the sound.

Jiang Xianyue asked in confusion: "Yanyan, what happened?"

Shen Yan took a deep breath, turned to look at them, and said as calmly as possible: "Zhuge Youlin went to the Flower Cave alone."