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Beishang didn't care about her leaving, but walked up to Ziyun and stared at her condescendingly: "You should be glad that you haven't had time to insert the dagger into his dantian."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to Xiao Jin's side, and directly tore off the immortal rope on his body with his hands.Without the shackles of the fairy rope, his body softened and he fell to the ground. Beishang quickly reached out to catch him and hugged him tightly as if he had found a treasure.

Looking at him, Xiao Jin opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, he closed his eyes and passed out.

……

In a daze, he felt water dripping on his face, and seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear: "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy. There were waves of fatigue in his mind, and he couldn't resist for a moment before he fell into a deep sleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, noisy voices kept coming from beside her ears, Xiao Jin frowned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of slender and deep eyes, bloodshot and full of...emotion.

"You're awake!" There was a gentle smile on the corner of Beishang's mouth, and there was joy in his voice.

Xiao Jin stared at him blankly, there was a fingernail-sized tiger-shaped imprint on the center of his brow, emitting a faint golden light, a trace of fatigue on his face was clearly visible.

"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?" Seeing that he was silent for a while, Beishang asked worriedly.

Xiao Jin moved, and waves of heart-rending pain came from all parts of his body. Looking down, he saw that his chest and the injured parts of his legs had been bandaged.

Dingqing saw that it was wrapped with the light blue coat that Beishang was wearing, and only then did he realize that he was still lying in his arms.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his burnt left cheek, and the moment he touched the wound, he felt a sharp pain again, and just as he wanted to get up, Beishang pushed him back again.

"You are injured, you should not walk around."

He stretched out his hand to gently cover his hand covering his face, and looked at him steadily: "I haven't had time to deal with the wound on my face, but you don't have to cover it up, you are still you."

Xiao Jin was a little at a loss, because he was afraid that Ziyun would hurt the man in front of him, so he didn't hesitate to ask her to do it to him. At that time, he didn't think too much about it. ?

But now being held in his arms and facing him face to face, Xiao Jin subconsciously felt timid, unwilling to let him see his ugly face from the bottom of his heart.

He lowered his eyes, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of them sitting on the roof at this time from the corner of his eyes. When he looked fixedly, there were a group of villagers from Shengyin Village surrounded by the house.

Ziyu stood in front of the villagers, and Ziyun sat on a push chair beside her, her skirt was below her knees, her feet were missing, and she looked a little empty.

When Xiao Jin looked over, he happened to collide with his eyes full of resentment.

With a distorted expression, she pointed at the two people on the roof and raised her voice: "Folks, can you see the true faces of these two people? They look like humans, but they are actually disguised by monsters. If you don't take these two monsters Catch it, Shengyin Village is bound to usher in a catastrophe!"

"That's right," Zi Yu took the lead to agree, "My sister's feet were bitten off by that blue-clothed monster. We must not let them go this time."

"I just said how there is such a handsome man in the world, it turned out to be a trick of a monster." Among the crowd, Huang stood up, "Everyone, look at the true face of this monster, it is so hideous. "

Xiao Jin subconsciously wanted to cover his left face again, but Bei Shang held his hand tightly, his face was still gentle and smiling when facing him one second, but turned cold and icy when looking at the villagers the next second.

His eyes swept over Ziyun, Ziyu and Huang Shi one by one, and finally settled on Huang Shi: "I don't know what to say!"

When one person listens to another person's slander and slander, all other people's explanations seem pale and powerless.

Xiao Jin's left face was scalded, and at first glance he was indeed a bit ferocious and scary, but he was full of righteousness, but he was ignored by others.

At this time, Beishang had a tiger-shaped imprint between his eyebrows and a pair of golden wings on his back. Although it was different from ordinary people, it was more holy, without the slightest breath of monsters.

Equally neglected.

Just because they are outsiders.

And Ziyun Ziyu's body grew up in Shengyin Village since she was a child, and all the villagers did not have the slightest doubt about what they said.

Xiao Jin moved his eyes to Beishang's handsome face with some surprises, he knew that he had returned to normal, but at this time his expression did not match his usual style, which made Xiao Jin Can't help but wonder if he really returned to normal.

I don't know if he sensed his doubts, although Beishang's face remained the same, but the strength with which he was holding him became a little more subtle.

Mrs. Huang under the house blushed, pointed at the two people on the roof, and became angry with embarrassment: "A mere monster is also imitating people's words!"

She turned around and shouted at the villagers, "Where are the archers? Shoot them down!"

Following her words, more than a dozen villagers with bows and arrows stood up and pointed their bows and arrows at the two people on the roof. The arrows shone with a black and greenish cold light, obviously poisoned.

Xiao Jin looked down, and there was a happy sneer on everyone's face as if they had seen the blood of two "monster beasts" splattered on the spot.

The depths of his eyes darkened, and he felt quite cold in his heart, and a sense of helplessness that he had never felt before lingered in his heart.

He closed his eyes, leaned into Beishang's arms, and curled up in his arms, as if this could warm his helpless heart.

At this moment, he just wanted to quietly bury in the arms of this man who had been put on the tip of his heart before him without knowing it, and he didn't want to pay any attention to anything outside.

Beishang looked down at him, his bloodshot eyes filled with distress and regret.

Once upon a time, he wanted to hold this radiant man in his arms and cherish him, but now he is so helpless in his arms, it is definitely not what he wants to see.

But it happened that he would be hurt like this, but he couldn't get away from it.

Staring at the person curled up in his arms, Beishang's thoughts gradually drifted away...

Beishang was only ten years old 12 years ago, and he was relatively timid back then.

One day, after losing his normal state, he sneaked down the mountain and slipped into the town to play alone. When he returned to normal, the night sky was full of stars.

Borrowing the moonlight, he looked a little uneasy, and walked quickly in a maple forest in Fenglin Mountain, looking around from time to time, with panic in his bright eyes.

"Little brother, are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a feminine and charming voice sounded from behind his head.

He paused, swallowed his saliva, and ran forward without daring to look back.

"Little brother, why do you run so fast? It hurts so much."

Xiao Beishang's pupils were wide open, and he lowered his head with difficulty. Two pale, slender hands were grabbing his ankles. He turned his head and looked back. A woman in red was lying behind him, staring straight at him with her head up.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her ankles were bare, under her gray pupils, two bloodstains were bright red and glaring, and her blood red tongue stuck out a foot long.

"……ghost!!"

Xiao Beishang was scared out of his wits on the spot, screaming again and again.

He scrambled and fled forward, all he wanted was to get back to the mountain gate as soon as possible.

The female ghost in red giggled, as if she intended to tease him, she followed him not far away, and did not take his life directly.

In a panic, Xiao Beishang fled into a small cave. The small cave was so small that it could only accommodate himself. He curled up in the cave, buried his head on his knees, and kept crying : "Go away, go away..."

"How can a man cry like a little girl?"

After an unknown amount of time, a childish and cold voice sounded outside the cave.

Hearing the voice of the female ghost in red, Xiao Beishang stopped crying and timidly raised his head to look out of the cave.

A boy in white clothes, about his size, squatted outside the cave, staring at him in the cave with cold eyes.

Seeing that he stopped crying, Xu Shi straightened up and stepped back.

Xiao Beishang wiped away his tears, crawled out of the cave slowly, and kept looking around.

The boy in white said: "It's just a ghost, I've subdued him." His voice was a bit cold.

Xiao Beishang didn't notice the figure of the red-clothed female ghost, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have the leisure to look at the white-clothed boy.

I saw him carrying a long sword, dressed in white clothes, spotless, with a pair of narrow eyes, shining like stars, under the bridge of his high nose, two red and moist lips were tightly pressed, set off by his fair skin With knife-like facial features and a handsome face, under the faint moonlight, he is like a little fairy who sneaked down to earth that day.

Xiao Beishang had never seen such a handsome person before, and he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

The author has something to say: Xiao Xiaoban: Coward.

Xiaobeishang: (shy face)