The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

There was a faint cold light in the blue eyes, and the four eyes met, Du Yan was as sparse as falling into an ice cellar.

For a moment, he had the illusion that the person in front of him was not his friend, but Song Ke, the devil in his previous life who turned the world into hell.

"I lead you..." Although he felt uncontrollable fear in his heart, Du Yanshu still noticed that the other party was pale, with fine beads of sweat oozing from the corner of his forehead, a description of enduring pain.

what happened?The weeping blood poison has been completely removed, and there is absolutely no possibility of recurrence, and his eyes are clear, without a trace of the turbidity of the poison, there is only a cold and biting killing intent...

Luodengnv's spirit and soul were gone, the candles all over the room were extinguished in an instant, the light of the soul-devouring fire in Du Yinzhi's palm gradually faded, and disappeared for a moment, the room was silent and dark, the west window was not fastened , A cold wind poured into the room, and the fragrance of the burning soul core was blown away by the wind, only occasionally a burst of bloody smell filled the air.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the pale moonlight leaked into the room through the window paper, just falling on the bloody corpse of Luo Dengnv, because the spirit and soul were scattered, the plump body immediately shriveled, and within half an hour, this white body The flesh will turn into a puddle of blood.

Putting Wuwang into the sheath, Du Yinzhi was stunned, the murderous intent in his eyes faded away, and the eyes that had melted from the ice and snow became cool and clear again, he blinked in confusion, looking at the messy blood, his pale lips moved Move: "Uncle, I... I was wrong."

He took a step forward, and Du Yanshu subconsciously took a step back. Seeing the unconcealable fear on his uncle's face, Du Yinzhi's heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to approach his uncle anymore, standing there at a loss.

Everything that happened just now is vivid in my mind, the feeling of piercing the flesh without any reason, the scorching heat of the dispersing soul fire, engraved inch by inch in my memory, but I always feel that there is a layer of window paper, in retrospect, there are only pictures, no emotions, just It seems to be looking at another self.

Du Yanshu regained his composure, took two steps back and picked up the Sword of No Return that was blown away by him, he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat after knowing it, just now when something happened urgently, he wanted to stop the opponent, but he didn't notice that he was injured by the shock House, holding back a mouthful of blood and swallowing it in his stomach.

"You were accidentally disturbed by Luo Dengnv's charm piano." Du Yanshu's tone was still calm and breezy without being put into the sheath.

Du Yin's face was at a loss, like a big child who has done something wrong, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

"The paper lantern is broken, buy another pair while the night market confiscates the stall." Then he turned and went downstairs.

Du Yinzhi was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the paper lantern that he had cherished and protected before had been broken into pieces of paper.

"Let's go"

Du Yinzhi seemed to wake up from a dream, his body trembled, and he finally started to follow behind his uncle.

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Du Yanshu's face remained calm, but he was uneasy in his heart. Although he knew that Yin was distracted by Meiqin and made a mistake, he could not forget the cold killing intent in his eyes at that moment.

The street market was still bustling with lights as bright as day, Du Yanshu ordered the spirit slave to deal with the aftermath properly, and then he removed the barrier. What happened tonight must not be known by others, so as not to cause complications.

This time, Yinzhi no longer followed closely behind his uncle, but kept his head down to keep a distance of three steps away from him. He no longer smiled at Yanyan when he came here, frowned and pursed his lips with a bitter and bitter forbearance.

"Yinzhi——" Du Yanshu paused, unable to bear the cramped atmosphere: "Don't think about it anymore, it's just a momentary miss."

Du Yinzhi also stopped, not daring to step forward to shorten the distance with his uncle: "Nephew understands."

He knew in his heart that the loss of control of his emotions at that moment just now was not entirely due to Meiqin.

In the end, the paper lanterns were not bought, and the candy figurines who were yelling to line up when they came did not eat them. They went back to Dujiazhuang in silence. The Yuan Lantern Festival was so lively, Pei Yun wanted to make fun of it a little more, but seeing that the uncle and nephew looked wrong, they didn't dare to make a fuss, so they drank a cup of tea and went back to their rooms to rest

After Du Yanshu went back to the room to wash up, he lay on the bed and frowned. The injury was more serious than he had imagined. The night was silent, and the dense pain like the bite of thousands of ants spread to the limbs and bones. Although it was not unbearable, it could not sleep peacefully.

No matter how uncomfortable he is, he has to bear it, and he can't let others see the clues. He had a nightmare before, and he could hold himself and cry all night, and he still treated each other with a naked attitude... If he knew that he had hurt himself , Aren't you going to cry like hell?

Thinking about it, I find it troublesome, how can I have the energy to coax this child...

Thinking of this, Du Yan calmed down and calmed down to adjust his spiritual breath. An hour later, he suddenly felt his chest swelled and felt unbearable. He was caught off guard and vomited a large mouthful of black blood. When I was about to get up to clean up, there was a knock on the door: "Uncle, haven't you slept yet?"

"..." Du Yanshu's heart skipped a beat. Just now, he devoted all his energy to healing his wounds. He didn't notice anyone outside the house. In fact, with Yinzhi's current spiritual power, if he wanted to hide his body and breath, Du Yanshu will never notice.

"Can I go in?" Du Yinzhi asked cautiously through the door.

"Impossible." Now this distressed appearance that has just vomited blood is really not suitable for Yinzhi to see.

He pondered for a moment outside the door, his voice couldn't hide his disappointment: "Is my uncle still angry with me?"

"I'm tired, you go back to the house." Du Yanshu said coldly, he couldn't hold back his cough, it was very suppressed.

Du Yinzhi's five senses are keen, so he heard it naturally, and said eagerly: "Uncle, are you injured?"

"...No, I was choked." What I blurted out was a clumsy reason that I even detested.

There was only a creaking sound, Du Yinzhi pushed the door open and entered, a bloody smell wafted through his nostrils, he frowned and stared at his uncle.

Du Yanshu obviously didn't expect that he would dare to enter without invitation, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of the blood on his skirt, and hurriedly covered his body with the quilt, but the quilt was also stained with blood...

"Don't hide it, I've seen it." Saying this, Du Yinzhi had come to the bed, staring at his pale uncle by the moonlight: "Why didn't you tell me along the way."

Du Yanshu lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at the other person's face full of self-blame and distress, and said calmly, "It's not a big deal."

"Even if you don't say it, don't deliberately cover it up..." The ending trembled, and Du Yanshu's heart also raised, for fear that he would cry into his arms again...

While speaking, Du Yinzhi half-kneeled on the bed, bent down and opened his arms, gently hugging Du Yanshu into his arms: "Uncle, I'm sorry."

It's rare that he didn't cry, and his voice was very steady and calm.

Maybe it's because he's already seen the strangeness, Du Yanshu didn't struggle, just let him hug him quietly, and said softly for a while: "In the future, when encountering such a situation, you must control your mind." Actually, he didn't understand, With Yinzhi's current cultivation base, why he was confused by the meiqin sound, maybe it was because he was young and impetuous.

Du Yinzhi rested his chin on his forehead, nodded lightly, and after a while, said very lightly: "Uncle, if I really do something to hurt you, you can kill me with the soul contract."

Du Yanshu's body trembled slightly: "You don't know how to say something stupid."

"Well, it won't be." How could he be willing to hurt my uncle even the slightest bit, but he had clearly made such an oath, but tonight he didn't know why...

After a while, Du Yan guessed that the other party should have had enough hugs, so he straightened his body, and Yin Zhi's hand fell to his lower back, his eyes met, and there was an inexplicable impetuousness in the air: "Why did you just guard outside my door."

Du Yinzhi narrowed his gaze: "I'm having a nightmare again."

Hearing this, Du Yanshu felt amused, raised his eyebrows and said, "I dreamed that I left you again?"

Du Yinzhi raised his eyes, looked unpredictable, nodded, shook his head again, and said in a deep voice for a long time: "I dreamed that I killed my uncle—"

Du Yanshu slightly opened his eyes wide and was stunned.

"Yes, the other me." After a pause, Du Yinzhi added, staring fixedly at the uncle with a frozen expression, for fear that he would disappear from his eyes.

Maybe it's because of the last time the pillow butterfly fell into a dream, he actually had the same dream as his uncle, and this time, he couldn't save his uncle either.

Du Yanshu came back to his senses in a moment, and smiled lightly: "Dreams are reversed."

He said that in his mouth, and he naturally knew the meaning of the practitioner's dream.

Yinzhi nodded, and they didn't speak to each other anymore. His hand still refused to take off his uncle. Du Yanshu had no choice but to say, "Go back and have a rest. If you keep going, it will be dawn."

"I'll sleep in my uncle's room tonight."

"...Don't make trouble, this is not your bed." Du Yanshu almost thought that he had heard wrong, why did he suddenly act coquettishly again.

"I sleep on the floor, just the same as outside." Yinzhi's tone was frank and firm, determined not to leave.

Du Yanshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "...Since you don't want to go back, let me adjust my spiritual breath."

Du Yinzhi was waiting for this sentence, his eyes lit up, he tightened his arms and hurriedly said hello, Du Yanshu was held tightly in his arms, and he almost couldn't lift his breath.

Yinzhi is full of spiritual power, and every time he adjusts his spiritual breath, he feels completely transformed. It is conceivable that if a female monk double cultivates with him, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort... Cough cough, what are you thinking...

Maybe it was too comfortable, but Du Yanshu gradually became sleepy, and the chaos sank into darkness.

Du Yinzhi saw his uncle's head tilted to his side, was startled, and carefully let him rest on his shoulder, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed his lips against the other's moist forehead, just touching the water, and it was on fire.

Sitting and hugging for a long time, he was worried that his uncle's neck would hurt the next day, so he gently put him down on the bed, while he leaned forward and pressed against his back, pressing his chin against the other's On top of his head, he wrapped his hands around the uncle's waist, pulled him into his arms, and fell asleep peacefully in the posture of hugging behind his back.

The next day, when the sun fell into the room, Du Yanshu woke up. He was startled, and found himself curled up in Yinzhi's arms. That's all, there was a hot thing between his lower body and his legs... With... the same man... he naturally knows... what is going on...

This kid... is really... full of blood...

After a while, Du Yanshu rolled off the bed.

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