I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

Shu Yun went to get the oil lamp and lit it, and put it on the table, the room was bright again.

Ji Zhuo was illuminated by the light, and his whole body looked much softer. He glanced at Shen Jimo who was still leaning against the window and said, "Tell me how you found Lao Qi?"

Hearing this, everyone present surrounded him, even the young man outside the door was no exception.

Shen Jimo glanced around, and said leisurely: "First I checked the rooms upstairs one by one, but I didn't find anyone, so I went downstairs. There was no one in the lobby downstairs, so I went to the kitchen. There was no one there, but when I listened carefully, I heard the sound of a beast breathing. I followed the sound and opened the kitchen window, and saw a wolf dragging a man not far away, and the snow was covered with blood. The man snatched it back from the wolf's mouth."

He said these words lightly, but the old Qi's wound was so deep, it can be seen that it is extremely difficult to win him back from the mouth of the evil wolf.

Zhang Qing wondered: "The snow is so thick, Lao Qi should not be out of the kitchen by himself. Could it be that he was dragged out by wolves?"

This sounds quite frightening. If Lao Qi was just working in the kitchen and was dragged out by a wolf for no reason, then there is no guarantee that the wolf would drag people away when everyone was eating, sleeping, bathing, or even going to the toilet. went out to eat.

The boy tremblingly said: "The snow has stopped, I will leave tomorrow morning."

Shen Jimo sighed: "Where are you going, don't you care about Miss Liu?"

"Aji..." the young man bit his lower lip, "Aji, are you still alive?"

Shen Jimo said softly: "Since her body has not been found, she is still alive."

Ji Zhuo glanced at the old Qi who was still in a coma and said: "Old Qi has lost a lot of blood and is still in a coma. He should be able to wake up tomorrow. When he wakes up and asks, he will know what happened. Today is too late. Why don't you all go to bed separately. At dawn tomorrow, we will go look for Miss Liu again. For safety, I will put a talisman on each of your doors and windows, and only you can open it yourself."

Shen Jimo yawned and said, "Let's do that first."

After all, he turned and went back to the room.

Ji Zhuo looked at the dark-eyed back, the back was tired, and he felt a little lonely for some reason, he looked away, and said to the people present: "You guys also go back first, I will take care of Lao Qi."

After everyone filed out, Ji Zhuo walked to the window, opened it, and the cold wind from outside poured in, instantly chilling the room.

He pointed to the painted white spot on the window and said, "Are you awake?"

No one answered, only a low growl suddenly sounded, and in a blink of an eye, the low growl reached Ji Zhuo's ear.

Ji Zhuo was too late, and Lao Qi chopped off a few strands of hair, but there was no other physical injury.

"Old Qi." Ji Zhuo called out, "You are no longer old Qi."

That old Qi was no longer fully human, thick fur had grown on his cheeks and limbs, sharp teeth sprang out of his mouth that kept growling, the sharp teeth were frighteningly white.

Old Qi fixed his eyes on Ji Zhuo, and struck again. At the same time, his nails exploded, as long as half a forearm.

Instead of retreating, Ji Zhuo advanced, he quickly grabbed Lao Qi's wrists, forced him to come up to him and said, "What do you want to do?"

Old Qi didn't answer, and opened his mouth to bite Ji Zhuo's neck.

Ji Zhuo concluded from the two words just now that Lao Qi had lost his mind, so he simply showed no mercy, and reached out and patted Lao Qi's two shoulders.

His two strokes were very light, but as soon as his palm touched Lao Qi's clothes, Lao Qi fell down.

Old Qi hit the ground heavily, but he didn't feel any pain. He tried to stand up with his elbows on the ground, but his elbows were not only unable to exert strength, but even softened like cotton.

He yelled at Ji Zhuo, but he couldn't make a human sound, and he looked different from the wild wolf outside.

Ji Zhuo knelt down, stroked the back of Lao Qi's fur-stained neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll never come back again, how about you if I die?"

Wolf's poison penetrated into the old Qi's bone marrow, and it was hard to recover.

As he spoke, his fingers slid across Lao Qi's throat.

Old Qi seemed to understand Ji Zhuo's words just now, fear appeared in his eyes, the next moment, his two legs flew up to Ji Zhuo's head at the same time, he was not wearing shoes, his feet were covered with fur, The fingernails are longer than those on the hands, if they are inserted into the skull, they will be able to penetrate it and take out the brain.

Ji Zhuo didn't look back, but just patted his hips with both hands, and Lao Qi's hips hurt, and his sharp claws, which were only an inch away from the back of Ji Zhuo's head, fell straight down.

Ji Zhuo still didn't kill him, he decided to give old Qi another night, if old Qi recovered his sanity, he would be able to ask about the history of the box of beauty skins.

He helped the old Qi back to the bed and lay down, then glanced at the old Qi whose limbs were dislocated by him, took a piece of talisman and pasted it on the window, then turned around and left the room.

He closed the door and took a piece of talisman paper on it, then he went to Zhang Qing, Shu Yun, and the boy's room door to take a talisman paper, and then urged the three pieces of talisman paper to enter the rooms of the three, sticking on the window.

When he arrived at the door of Shen Jimo's room, he was about to take a talisman, and Shen Jimo's voice came from inside: "Did you kill Lao Qi?"

Ji Zhuo frowned and said, "Have you seen it long ago?"

After sending this question, Ji Zhuo said again: "I only took his shoulder bone and hip bone dislocation, but didn't take his life. If he can recover his sanity, the origin of that box of beauty skins will be clear."

Because there was a door, Shen Jimo's voice was muffled: "The wolves here are unusual."

Ji Zhuo said: "It's really unusual, as long as you bite a living thing, you can change the living thing into the same kind."

After all, Ji Zhuo didn't get a response from Shen Jimo for a long time, but there were rustling sounds in the room, followed by the sound of silk being torn, and then there was a suppressed groan.

Ji Zhuo put his fingers on the door, and Fang was about to push the door open, but Shen Jimo gasped and said, "Don't...don't come in..."

Ji Zhuo ignored Shen Jimo's words, and pushed the door open with a push of his fingers.

There are no stars and moons tonight, the room is completely dark, Ji Zhuo points his finger, and the candle with only a short length of candle ignites.

Shen Jimo had just had a wolf's poison attack, and he didn't recover for a while, and was curling up at the corner of the bed. He heard the movement, and he hid himself in the quilt, curling up even more.

Ji Zhuo went straight to the bed and tore off the thick quilt.

Without the cover of the quilt, Shen's already dark/naked body was exposed to the air. He was cold and afraid, and his shame made him tremble all over. He didn't dare to look at Ji Zhuo at all. Bury it on your knees.

Ji Zhuo looked at Shen Jimo, at first glance, there was nothing wrong with Shen Jimo, but Shen Jimo was surrounded by torn clothes, and the emerald-colored material was very eye-catching on the dark blue quilt and bed sheet.

He stretched out his hand and patted Shen Jimo's back, and stretched out his whole body forcefully.

Shen Jimo felt ashamed, but he still let Ji Zhuo play with him.

Ji Zhuo carefully looked at each inch of his skin, and saw that Shen Jimo's whole body was bright red. Suddenly, a few tufts of hair grew on Shen Jimo's calf, which was so gray and black—it was the hair of a wolf.

The Wolf's Poison, which was finally suppressed just now, rushed up at the same time, Shen Jimo couldn't hold back for a moment, and let out a low growl, the hair on his calf spread along the skin in response, bloodthirsty also rose in his heart, and he moved towards Ji Zhuo bit his throat.

When his teeth were almost touching Ji Zhuo's throat, Shen Jimo stopped abruptly, and bit his own palm instead.

He bit fiercely, and the blood rushed out immediately, and fell onto the quilt along his five fingers, as if dark flowers had bloomed on the dark blue quilt.

Ji Zhuo tapped Shen Jimo's acupuncture points, rescued his palm from his mouth, tore off a piece of sleeve, bandaged the wound properly, and then hugged Shen Jimo, holding Shen Jimo's soft ear. : "Don't be afraid."

Shen Jimo smiled and said: "I'm not afraid at all, I was just bitten, the wound is not deep, just force the poison out."

Ji Zhuo reached out and groped Shen Jimo's body, and asked, "Where is the wound?"

Shen Jimo was suffering from the poison, but under Ji Zhuo's hands, he couldn't help feeling lust, and even Ji Zhuo's question seemed to be ambiguous in his ears.

He moaned/groaned softly, and then said: "In the lower back."

Ji Zhuo let go of Shen Jimo and made him turn over. There was indeed a wound on his head, and the wound was still oozing blood. If it went a few minutes deeper, the bones would be exposed.

Shen Jimo was stared at by him, and his lower body reacted. He pulled the quilt over himself, raised his head slightly and said: "I'm fine, you go."

Ji Zhuo had already noticed his strangeness, hesitated for a moment, then reached into the quilt and grabbed Shen Jimo's hot object.

The enthusiasm of the object increased a bit, Ji Zhuo had never done such a thing for others, and he had never even blasphemed himself a few times, so he didn't know the severity, he fiddled with it a few times, and saw that Shen Jimo was in pain Gotta wince.

He asked softly, "But it hurts? I'll take it easy."

Shen Jimo was originally immersed in passion/desire, with his eyes closed tightly, upon hearing this, he opened his eyes before he was about to speak, but Ji Zhuo showed no expression on his face, as if he was not relieving people's desires right now, Instead, listen to the scriptures in the temple.

That's right, Ji Zhuo has no feelings for him, and this is just to make him feel more comfortable.

Shen Jimo suddenly felt a severe cold in his heart, he grabbed Ji Zhuo's hand covering his hot object, and said with a charming smile: "Do you want to come in? Anyone who has tasted my body wants to taste it a second time."

Hearing what he said, Ji Zhuo felt disgust on his brows, but his hands didn't stop until Shen Ji's ink leaked out, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and then put his palms on Shen Ji Mo Chi/naked back said: "I will help you force the poison out."

Shen Jimo is not a mortal at all, this bit of poison is nothing to him, even if he doesn't force it out, if he survives tonight, he will be devoured by the demon blood in his body tomorrow.

But since Ji Zhuo wanted to force poison for him, he obediently closed his eyes to try his luck, and after a while, a mouthful of poisonous blood spewed out.

The poisonous blood was black in color, and the amount of blood was not much, except for the spot at the corner of Shen Jimo's mouth, it all fell on the quilt.

Ji Zhuo carefully inspected Shen Jimo's skin, making sure that the wolf fur on it had faded clean, then pulled the quilt to cover Shen Jimo's body, stood up and said, "Shen Jimo, I will stay in your room, if you Call me if you need something."

After all, Ji Zhuo went to close the door, then turned his back to Shen Jimo, sat on the chair in front of the table, propped the back of his head with one hand and fell asleep.

Shen Jimo spit out a mouthful of blood again, his body was exhausted, he leaned on the bed, looked at Ji Zhuo with half-closed eyes, and said with a smile: "I have already said that my body will never be short of someone, I like to have sex with men, since you don't want to have sex with me, what are you doing in my room, aren't you afraid that I will shoot you in the middle of the night?"

Ji Zhuo ignored him, the more Shen Jimo talked, the more he felt bored, so he simply shut up.

At this time, the candles on the table were burned out, and the small room was shrouded in darkness again.

Shen Jimo sighed silently, grabbed the Qian-colored cloth beside him and wiped off the muddy liquid on his body indiscriminately.

After he was reborn, he had never had sex with anyone, not even self-blasphemy, just now he was touched by Ji Zhuo a few times, and he fell in love with him, he was really lewd.

He was sinking into self-deprecating, but the skin on his body recalled Ji Zhuo's gaze inappropriately just now, and it became hot inch by inch, and the groan/groan was forced to rush to his throat, he bit his lip to press it down, but in the end it still leaked half a point.

This groan/groan was suppressed hard, it seemed to be a muffled groan, Ji Zhuo thought that the wolf's poison hadn't been wiped out just now, so he asked aloud: "Are you okay?"

Shen Jimo yawned several times to cover up: "I'm fine, but I'm a little sleepy."

Ji Zhuo said coldly: "Then go to sleep."

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Meow meow, can the little angels who pass by leave a footprint?