Inhibition Marking Committee

His face was pale, his tall and straight body shrunk on the small platform and was precarious, as if he would fall down due to heart palpitations at any time.But when Xi Mo replied half-believingly and spread his palm over, the flame of life of the undead flickered a little. In an extremely dangerous situation, his palm supported the edge of the platform, and he stretched out his body at a height of [-] feet, facing the animal. The hand that belonged to the young man bowed his head.

"Don't go too far!" Simo looked at his actions angrily.

"Don't move." The stranger stubbornly licked away the floating blood along the wound, and the moist warmth spread to the palm of his hand, and Simo Hui couldn't help but want to shrink back.

It doesn't hurt now, just a little itchy.

Simo hesitated for a while, but still didn't hold back.Huan Xiubai let him go and returned to the table safely, and then he hid in the railing in extreme discomfort, and rushed downstairs to wash his hands in messy steps.

Huan Xiubai knew he would come back, so he just waited there, waiting for Xi Mohui to scold him angrily.

"How dare you lick my hand without permission!"

"Help you disinfect."

"You really have evil intentions!" His bright face was dyed with a sullen color.

Huan Xiu Bailei stared at him impassively, with a hint of rascal: "I thought you already knew."

Xi Mo didn't expect him to admit it generously, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Then you are very miserable, you can't touch or touch me, you can see but you can't eat, you just suffer."

Huan Xiubai really wanted to tell him that he had already tasted this mellow little meat.

"I am willing to suffer."

"Then bear with it. I'm going to rest." Xi Mohui disappeared from the window, and the voice came from a lower place. Huan Xiubai peeped through the insurmountable fence and quietly hid under him to reveal a corner. hair top.

Simo turned back and sat under the small window with his back against him.

Huan Xiubai couldn't help thinking about his posture at this moment.He was wearing loose white clothes and white trousers. When he sat down, he might bend one leg, the line of the calf collapsed, and the end of the trouser leg exposed a section of ankle. He would put one hand through the bend of the leg and hold it, Rest your chin lightly on your knees and pretend you've gone downstairs.

But in fact, he still pricked up his ears to catch the sounds of outsiders walking on the platform.

why?Because he was too lonely to be imprisoned in the dangerous building.

Huan Xiubai recalled his delicate and graceful knuckles, stared at the still black hair, vaguely captured some details, but could not analyze the deep meaning behind them.

For Xi's parents, cutting off the hair is more important than ignoring the wishes of the eldest son?

Huan Xiubai has no parents, and grew up in a welfare institution. He has no specific concept of family, and only intuitively thinks that such a tight family relationship is too unreasonable.

Xi Mohui's long hair may be contrary to the closed concept of the Xi family. His so-called illness in the past two lives is more like a product of illusion.

Simo is normal, he is a normal man, no matter what age.On the contrary, in this unscrupulous town, all the people who arbitrarily accused him of being a monster behaved strangely and strangely.

This kind of directional prejudice and brainwashing misunderstanding made Huan Xiubai draw further attention.

What is Xi Mo's position and role in the Xi family?The Xi family dominates one side and manages the town, and its purpose is not as simple as it seems.

"I'm leaving." Huan Xiu Baiqiang cheered up and said to the window in a warm voice.He saw the exposed black hair flutter for a while, and then shrank back, as if he was struggling to say goodbye to him.

"Before next month, I will definitely save—" Huan Xiubai suddenly thought of the established ending, swallowed it and changed his words, "I will definitely save your hair."

If you give hope casually, it will only make disappointment worse.

All possible bad endings, he can bear it himself, there is no need for Xi Mohui to take the risk.

In the days that followed, the weather in Wuliang Town became unusually pleasant.The moisture in the air increased, and the wind that once devoted itself to piercing the pedestrian's skin seemed to be rolled in the cream, becoming moist and soft. When it brushed Huan Xiu's white, mature and handsome cheeks, it was like a sympathizer's caress.

The strategy of digging the wall has been given up. He tried twice, but before the hammer hit two centimeters deep, someone knocked on the door of the prison tower. Huan Xiubai even suspected that there was an alarm device installed in the wall.

There is an invisible force that strongly prevents him from advancing on the way to overthrow the cage.But when Huan Xiubai went to explore, he had a strange feeling: the world has no malice towards him.

It's not an evil thought, but an obstacle. It's more like... a simple trial?

He looked up at the towering tower, and the people on the top of the tower might be overlooking the scorched earth.

Huan Xiubai decided to visit Xi's buildings at night.

However, before that, he had to throw some bait and wait for the group of people to smell the fishy smell and rush forward.

Within three days, people in Wuliang Town were in panic. People hid in the shadows of the alleys and whispered to each other, spreading the news through their mouths that kept closing.Everyone usually tacitly understands the curse of the small town because many people are lazy. When they find that the life around them is getting calmer, they will comfort themselves, actively follow the crowd, whitewash the peace and live as usual.

Once some kind of signs appear, tell them that this peace may be broken. Even if the content of the news is positive, there are still a large number of people who are unwilling to make changes, and even resist its creation.

Not to mention that this is a small town that has been under the control of the Xi family for generations. It is conservative and has little contact with the outside world. Any news about the curse is like dripping into a frying pan and splashing everywhere.

"It's terrible! Where did this prophecy come from? Does a foreigner have to get involved? I'd rather live here for the rest of my life. Anyway, my parents, grandparents, and even great-grandfathers didn't stick out to the billboard. More than half a foot out."

"The version I heard is that the eldest son of the Xi family eats the hearts of foreigners, and we can be free."

"Maybe it's another cover made up by the masters of the Xi family to test our loyalty. Don't believe it, don't believe it."

"So... who is that foreigner?"

Huan Xiubai stopped in front of them, his eyes shot out from under the hat, "It's me."

His tone was sonorous and powerful, as if it could break people's hearts.

Now, he needs to wait for the message to ferment, and let Xi's group of perpetrators come to his door. He will leave the empty hotel room to them, and instead carry a heavy-fire shotgun, sneak into their lair, and tear down the mess. rafter arch, save his beauty on the tower.

What Huan Xiubai didn't expect was that the rumors he spread were so tempting that the Xi family sent the most powerful people at all costs.

It is also the deadliest opponent for Huan Xiubai.

"Ximo back..."

He woke up from a sudden daze, and the surrounding scenery was like an inflatable bag that touched a switch, crowding towards him from all sides. He was a little dizzy for a moment, but he quickly regained his footing, and turned his gaze to the side again.

Passing through the hem of the clothes, over the layers of tables and chairs, the gorgeous dresses of the distinguished guests kept receding, the warm light of the chandelier illuminated the way ahead, nothing could stop his sinking eyes, because at the end of his sight, there stood His dear little lover.

His lover is still young.Enthusiasm overflows in that pure and beautiful face, which has not been sharpened by the blade of the years. His brows and eyes are gentle, like a piece of penetrating jade. His emotions are active and he can't hide his pride. He is kind and polite but also arrogant and alienated. To succumb to his charm.

He is not familiar enough, he has not reached the age where beauty/sex can be used as a sharp edge with ease, and he is not as gentle and humble as the old man at the top of the concrete stairs. He is a young man of this age, and he even looks more than real Younger, no amount of wit and cunning can conceal youthfulness, just from his eyes turning around, one can get a glimpse of it.

This is what Huan Xiubai sees and thinks, and in the eyes of others, Xi Mohui's demeanor is enough to make him appear mature and gentle among his peers.

He is the perfect heir cultivated by the Xi family with all their efforts, and also the imperfection that disappointed the Xi family... alpha.

alpha?Before Huan Xiubai had time to figure out the meaning of the word, someone knocked him away and walked back to Xi Mo.

This person was younger and had the same outstanding appearance, but it was much inferior when his brother was present.If one insists on evaluation, Xi Mozhi's appearance is a beauty that is loved and sought after by the public, while Xi Mohui is a divine beauty that should be enshrined on the altar for people to worship and dare not look directly at.

No one would recognize Xi Mozhi if he stripped off his beautiful skin.But even if Xi Mohui was disfigured beyond recognition, no one dared to question the gentle and beautiful temperament flowing from his bones.

"Brother didn't wait for me!" Xi Mozhi limped as he walked. He deliberately stretched out his arms, hoping that his brother would take the initiative to come and carry him. Obviously, his plan failed.

"Your knee is not good enough, so don't come out easily. Why don't you stay at home and confess to your ancestors in the ancestral hall for me." Simo Hui said, his brother would be in heaven for a while, and hell for a while.

The second son of the Xi family was born to his mother, unlike the eldest son who was born to his father, he is more favored than his elder brother, and his tone is naturally more indulgent and wanton: "I don't want it, brother has no conscience, so I will take care of it for him. Lie, I knelt for a long time, why doesn't my brother feel sorry for me?"

Huan Xiubai speculated from his words that it should be Xi Mozhi who helped Xi Mo back the pastry's lie, so Xi Mohui was not scolded, and then released as bait.

It's all his fault, it will implicate Xi Mohui, it's all his fault.

This bait, even if Huan Xiubai broke his teeth or scratched his mouth, he still had to bite down firmly.

"It's because I feel sorry for you that I want you to repent a lot. The family treasure is hidden in the ancestral hall. If you find a chance to find it, the position of Patriarch will be yours." Xi Mohui said lightly.

Xi Mozhi curled his lips, "If I hadn't knelt on my brother's behalf for a long time, my brother would have to kneel for another day and night, and then he couldn't stand up, rolled down the stairs and broke his leg, so don't say I pushed you !"