shark [rebirth]

The two-foot-high carved nanmu cabin door was slowly swayed by the sea breeze, and a barefoot boy sneaked in silently from the deck.

The young man was dressed in a black dark-pattern robe, with a narrow gold ring clasped around his bare left ankle. In the dim light, there was still a pure luster, making his ankles and wrists slender.

His bewitching face was pale because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.After narrowly escaping from the dead, he was extremely weak all over. He gasped for breath, but quickly restrained his breath, and quietly looked around with his thick black eyes.

"Xu Jin..." A voice suddenly sounded in my mind, mixed with the faint sound of wind and waves, like a familiar person calling in a low voice.

He suddenly recalled not long ago——

In the side room of the dark hall, the hands and feet were tightly bound by ropes on the blood-stained wooden frame. The whip was slammed through the air and hit the back, and the sound of hunting whips echoed in the open space.

"Damn it, it's been two whole days, and it's the first time I've gotten this far!"

"Okay, let's hang it out, and you will be severely punished when you come back."

Xu Jin raised his drooping head slowly, and cold sweat dripped down his pale and thin jaw onto his blood-stained skirt.

The fierce burning anger in his chest finally awakened the demon core of the inner palace, and the spiritual power burst out along the meridians at an unimaginable speed. With a violent movement of his wrist, the ordinary rope broke easily.

Hearing this faint and ominous voice, the martial attendant who was performing the punishment turned his head.

Xu Jin had already broken free, and took a step forward in the darkness, his eyes were slightly blocked by his sweat-soaked black hair, and those thick black pupils were as cold as knives in the shadows.

"you……"

Before the martial attendant could shout, Xu Jin had already approached from the darkness, and at the same time the bloody aura rushed in front of him, the martial attendant's neck was crushed by cold hands, and the Wujin dagger beside him was taken away.

The torture chamber in the dark side hall, the lonely corridor with the torches lit, the courtyard under the cloudy and perilous courtyard... Xu Jin didn't know how many people he killed along the way. The high wall falls in the steep jungle.

Among the dark mountains under the drizzle and thick clouds, there were shouts and killing sounds chasing and surrounding, and the silent pursuers in the dark were almost about to follow.

Xu Jin shuttled and fled in the shape of lightning, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and suddenly there was a broken formation in front of him.

After making a quick decision, he quickly drew his knife and cut his hand, and used blood to make up for the broken formation. When the spiritual power activated the dim light, he jumped into the formation, and he didn't know where he would be taken by this hasty formation. .

The boundless and heavy sea water filled his body, Xu Jin endured the pain from the too violent rush of spiritual power, took a breath, and turned back into a shark body.

And the pursuer's talisman also broke into the formation to follow, the dark deep sea, the dense killing intent from all directions came looking for his blood again...

Xu Jin was only stunned for a moment, then he suddenly came back to his senses, clutching the long dagger handle at his waist, surrounded by the silent cabin.

His ink-like long hair hangs behind his shoulders, his body is slender and thin, and his whole body is wet, but the sea water seems to listen to his words, flowing and filtering down his hair and clothes in a strange way, all along his fingertips and clothes. The horns trickled down to the floor.

There is a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the room, and his face is reflected in the mirror-a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a deep and handsome appearance, as if carved by a knife.

Xu Jin glanced at the mirror and frowned.

Calculated according to his cultivation base, he should have looked like a 19-year-old youth when he transformed into a human form, but now he is fifteen or sixteen.

He made sure there was no one around, and listened to the movement outside for a while, then walked into the house.

This open hall is more than two feet high and seven feet long. Half of the second floor of the ship has been opened up. Line of sight, from the top to the floor, the dark wood glows with a moist luster, elegant and quiet.

There is a copper lampstand every six steps, the sea breeze pours in from the half-closed door behind Xu Jin, the candles flicker, and there is a faint woody fragrance.

Xu Jin suddenly stopped, frowning and looking at the center of the spacious and tall hall - the man sleeping with his eyes closed on the brocade couch.

He didn't notice such a big living person.

Outside, the turbulent and dark boundless sea, the ships were in chaos, the rainwater and sea water kept pouring on the deck, and the strong wind shook the sails and masts.

The man was unconscious, and he was deeply in a dream.Only the copper lamps in this room quietly illuminate his appearance.

The man's long ink-like hair was scattered, and one hand rested on his forehead. Everything seemed to isolate a room of silence from his body.

He was too quiet, too weak, as weak as if he couldn't wake up from this sleep.

Xu Jin thought, no wonder he didn't notice it just now.

The wind poured in through the window, wrapped in shouts and collisions and the sound of the waves, and the light shone on his sharp browbones and bridge of nose, casting shadows.He was covered with a silk robe, the loose folds were soft like water waves, with a delicate luster.

The man slept very deeply, with a picturesque face, as if seriously falling into a long dream.

Behind the brocade couch is a six-curved huanghuali wood screen, colorfully carved and embossed, with peach blossoms in late spring, all over the sky, reflecting the man on the couch almost into a painting.

Xu Jin had an illusion that even if this person woke up, the stormy sea would not make him frown.

Xu Jin looked away, his five fingers still covering the handle of the black gold dagger at his waist, intending to bypass the brocade couch and leave the room.

"Who is trespassing!"

His faint footsteps startled the guards, and four tall carved doors and windows opened with a "bang", and several swift figures surrounded him in an instant.

The Xuanjia guards were well-trained, and while attacking Xu Jin, they protected the sleeping man on the couch, and the light of the dark arrow and knife instantly shook the lights in the room.

Xu Jin's eyes flickered. His cultivation base was too damaged, and he could no longer fight back with mana. He resolutely took advantage of the situation, kicked across the air, and took the lead in blocking the wrist of Xuanjiawei holding the sword.

When he turned sideways in the air, he pulled out the black gold dagger at his waist, the blade was pitch black, the hem of his robe flipped along with his body, and several swords passed close to his waist.

Xu Jin was already weak to the end of his strength, and the cooperation of several Xuanjia guards was unbreakable, forming an airtight net. After dozens of back and forth moves like a storm, Xu Jin's arms were twisted behind his back.

The sound of the sword stopped, the man on the couch may have been woken up by the noise, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Xu Jin narrowly escaped from the dead, with a strong intention to kill, he was put in front of the brocade couch, but he never bowed his head and stared at the man indifferently.

"Young master, this person broke in just now, and his subordinates neglected their duties, and they didn't notice it at first." Xuan Jiawei reported.

Pei Heng looked at Xu Jin seriously but casually, thought for a moment, but no one in the room spoke, and the sound of the tide and commotion could be faintly heard outside the doors and windows, but he didn't care.

Just now, Xu Jin's moves were all killer moves, the ways were familiar, and there were faint traces of every move.

Finally, Pei Heng raised his long and pale hand slightly, Xuanjia Wei Shili exited the open hall, the doors and windows were closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

Pei Heng got up, and the light-colored satin that was originally covering his body slipped down to the bed, like a handful of moonlight in a spring scene, which melted away with the water.

The dampness from Xu Jin's hair and clothes had faded away, and almost all the sea water that was wet from his body flowed to the floor, and under the toes of his bare feet, it merged with the moonlight-like soft brocade.

Xu Jin's big acupoints all over his body had been sealed, and he barely had the strength to stand up. He looked directly at Pei Heng with his black eyes.He smelled a faint scent of medicine on Pei Heng's body, and he seemed to be a sick ghost with a beautiful appearance and a good complexion.

Pei Heng looked at his strangely beautiful face, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a light smile: "Little thing, haven't you seen enough?"

Xu Jin suddenly realized that he had noticed the moment he broke in.

Can you pretend to be asleep to the point where you can't seem to sleep?

He was a different person when he woke up than when he was asleep. With his narrow and elegant phoenix eyes, the tails of his eyes seemed to be swept away by light ink, and his whole person was like the peach blossoms painted on the screen behind him, elegant and dignified, with a hidden edge.Xu Jin looked at him and lowered his eyes again.

"name."

Pei Heng's voice was slightly hoarse, but before he finished speaking, Xu Jin's unloaded black gold dagger was already held in his hand, and it was stuck to the side of Xu Jin's neck.

Being easily coerced by this sickly man, he was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "Xu Jin."

"What do you want?" Xu Jin's dark eyes showed arrogance and irritability.

Fingers touched the neck, Xu Jin felt that his hands were gradually becoming less cold, as if they were coming alive a little bit.

"Yo, shouldn't I ask you this?" Pei Heng smiled, turned his head and looked at him for a moment: "Are you a demon? Why don't you change your form?"

Xu Jin said: "Is it possible to kill you after the transformation?"

Pei Heng didn't care, and said thoughtfully: "If you can't change your form, you must be injured. If you are injured and dare to barge into my place, you either have nothing else to do, or you want to die quickly."

Xu Jin looked at him indifferently.

Pei Heng smiled casually: "I guess you have nothing else to do and are desperate."

Pei Heng's slender fingers twirled the long dagger, the blade still pressed against the uninvited guest's neck.I saw the young man's eyes were like ink, clear and quiet, yet very unruly.

The royal family of the Dayan Empire has been gifted with spirit since ancient times. Although the spirit power is weak, they are not mortals in the absolute sense. The monsters of the current world can enter the world, as long as they do not cause chaos and do not cause disasters, it is very common to get along with others.Pei Heng thought about letting the matter go, so as not to cause a lawsuit.

The water curtain surrounding the ten giant ships had already descended, and the sea-monsters searched for Xu Jin all over the place, but most of them were killed by Wen Ge. They did not dare to stay any longer, and dived into the deep sea one after another, fleeing far away.

The storm gradually calmed down, and the torrential waves returned to normal. The emperor Pei Huan gave an order, and the battleship rushed to check whether everyone was safe or not.

Seeing that the sky was going to be turned upside down outside, the emperor was furious, and in order to get out all the beards of his Nine Emperor Uncles, he nearly wiped out half of the monsters in the East China Sea.

The little emperor didn't expect that Nine Emperor Uncle himself was flustered with idleness, bored and pressing the unwilling shark demon, which frequently provoked Xu Jin's murderous heart.

The sound of heavy and fast footsteps on the deck approached, and Jin Yu's voice came from afar, as if intending to remind: "My son has been resting, and he must be safe and sound. You can just go back and report it, you don't need to come to confirm it yourself... "

"Lord Jin, I have also issued an order to carefully check all ships and screen for monsters, especially to ensure the safety of this..."

But the noise of the wind and rain outside covered the voice of the voice, until it couldn't be any closer, Pei Heng heard the clues of the chaos outside, and his thoughts changed sharply.

The person who came here was obviously ordered by the emperor to search for monsters. He and the emperor have been a little stiff lately. If Xu Jin happened to be found in his room, troubles would surely follow.

Pei Heng sighed again, his room was always decorated in an empty space, the screens were all carved from jade or embroidered with gold thread, the thin jade gauze couldn't hide anything.

Xu Jin frowned, the two looked at each other, Pei Heng grabbed his wrist and tugged back and forth, Xu Jin wanted to resist, but his strength was barely enough to stand, and he was dragged by this sickly man and hugged him Both waists fell on the brocade couch.

Xu Jin was held in his arms, his eyes were filled with coldness, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Pei Heng Qingye's jaw and slender neckline.

"If you are taken away by them, you will be left with a dead end." Pei Heng's voice whispered in his ear.

Then the man's hand pressed Xu Jin's lapel with incomparable dexterity, and quickly undressed him. Xu Jin reached out to grab his wrist, but Pei Heng made a gesture and leaned over, causing Xu Jin to almost fall off the couch.

He had no choice but to wrap his arms around Pei Heng's waist, and the tip of his nose was close to the exposed half of his collarbone in Pei Heng's silk robe.

This person seemed to be different from anyone he had seen before.

He pressed the blade against his neck, but he didn't hurt himself at all, so he frantically drew closer to an intimate distance.

Xu Jin almost wanted to bite the warm skin to see if the blood in the faintly visible blood vessels was as sweet as this person's.

Footsteps outside the door approached a little bit.

Pei Heng kept undressing with his hands, and his voice was calm, with a smile on his face: "Don't move around, just deal with it."

Xu Jin's hand exerted a little force, the man's waist was very thin, and he could almost trace the smooth waist line from the clear touch.The faint scent of medicine and crabapple lingering around the tip of his nose, and the clear deep voice in his ears melted a gap in his frozen chest wrapped in killing intent.

Pei Heng pulled over Bo Duan, took off Xu Jin's shirt with his hands under Bo Duan, paused slightly: "So many injuries?"

"What are you doing?" Xu Jin was dissatisfied with his aggressiveness in stripping clothes, but Pei Heng seemed to be a prophet, hooking Xu Jin's waist and holding him tightly in his arms, and said boldly: "We didn't take advantage of anyone else. ,right?"

If he hadn't been at the end of his battle at this time, he could have killed Pei Heng easily.

Xu Jin gritted his teeth a bit, but the soft brocade couch and Pei Heng's breath and body made him a little tired, and his tense nerves were almost disorientated. He was held in his arms by Pei Heng, and he really didn't want to move anymore. Tightening Pei Heng's side waist, he said a specious and cruel sentence: "Don't regret it."

Pei Heng focused on the movement outside the door, his thoughts were running fast, and without listening to what he said, he patted the back of his waist coaxingly: "Don't talk, you can sleep if you are sleepy."

Xu Jin was helpless against this bold and beautiful sick ghost, and the emotions that were ready to come out in his chest were extremely complicated.

Waking up with trauma and internal injuries all over his body, pain and tiredness invaded, completely occupied by Pei Heng's warm breath, he suddenly felt unreasonable yearning for this person inexplicably.

Climbing along the chest, rushing upwards, it seems that I have missed it for thousands of years.

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Xu Jin: The first time we met, my wife is so fierce

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Heng, pronounced the same as "horizontal"