My master is clingy

Mu Qinghan's bewitching animal pupils formed a straight line, and Jing Feng, a friend named Zuimeng, had a strong bloody smell on him, and it was all contaminated recently.

Killing people in Bai Yujing and still living well, this drunken dream is not easy.But Mu Qinghan didn't say anything to Jing Feng, and told Jing Feng directly, Jing Feng would not believe his words.

And Zuimeng may not necessarily hurt Jing Feng, if this Zuimeng threatens Jing Feng, Mu Qinghan will kill Zuimeng without hesitation.

Zui Meng looked timid, her small face was extremely pale.He is half a head taller than Jing Feng, with long arms and legs, but he looks thinner than Jing Feng.

"Let's find a place to talk first." Jing Feng pulled Zui Meng out of the dark alley.

The moment Zui Meng came into contact with the sunlight, Zui Meng closed her eyes subconsciously, shrank her body, and couldn't help but hide behind Jing Feng.

Zui Meng looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with an extremely handsome face, skin as pale as paper, lips with a faint purple color, so fragile that it would break if touched.Those clear eyes seemed to be covered with mist because of fear, and he looked at Jing Feng with a look of dependence, as if Jing Feng was his only support in this world.

Jing Feng sighed, he held Zui Meng's hand, and deliberately put on an impatient look: "Why are you still the same as before? It's really lucky that you survived alone in Baiyujing."

Zui Meng smiled shyly and said, "Yes, my luck is very good."

Mu Qinghan, who was coiled around Jing Feng's neck, stared fixedly at the hands held together by the two of them, and sneered in his heart.

Zui Meng seemed to have noticed Mu Qinghan's eyes, and he met Mu Qinghan's eyes that Jing Feng couldn't see.

The drunken dream at this moment is not as fragile as it was shown in front of Jing Feng, the eyes full of murderous intent and hostility seemed to have turned into substance and landed on Mu Qinghan.

Mu Qinghan gave a circle around Jing Feng's neck, and swept his tail across Jing Feng's face.

Jing Feng was so itchy that he wanted to scratch his face, he patted Mu Qinghan's back, and said, "Don't make trouble."

Zui Meng's face turned pale for a while, but soon he returned to his previous cowardly and pitiful appearance.

"Xiao Feng, where are we going now?" Zui Meng carefully pulled Jing Feng's sleeve.

"Go to the inn and take a rest first, you smell too strong." Jing Feng obviously cared about the other party, but he looked disgusted on his face.

Zui Meng sniffed the smell on his body. Before he came to see Jing Feng, he killed two monks who wanted to steal his magic weapon. His body was covered with blood. Although he had been cleaned, the smell might still remain.

If it were normal heat, she would have been guilty, but Zui Meng said that she probably hadn't bathed for several days without changing her face.

"Why are you still the same as before? You don't know what to do if I'm not by your side." Jing Feng stretched out his hand to pinch Zuimeng's face.

In two years, Zui Meng has grown taller than Jing Feng from the small and thin boy before, and the face with baby fat has lost its original youthfulness, showing the outline of bones.

Now Jing Feng has to stand on tiptoe if he wants to pinch Zuimeng's face. Jing Feng is very annoyed that he is not tall enough, so he doesn't hold back at all.

"Look at you, your face is so thin that only a piece of skin is left." Jing Feng saw that Zui Meng's face was turning red from being pinched by himself, so he subconsciously relaxed his strength.After all, Zuimeng is not as thick-skinned as Mu Qinghan.

Zui Meng was not angry when Jing Feng pinched his face, he held Jing Feng's wrist, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, "Xiao Feng, I have grown up, I am not the kid I used to be."

But Jing Feng couldn't understand Zui Meng's hint at all, he withdrew his hand, and Zui Meng could only let go of Jing Feng's wrist.

Mu Qinghan squinted his eyes to see all this, he hugged Jing Feng's neck tightly, declaring his ownership.

"Xiao Feng, this fox is so beautiful, is it your spiritual pet?" Zui Meng still had a smile on her face, but the depths of her eyes were filled with coldness.

Jing Feng stroked the back of the little fox (Mu Qinghan), smiled, and said, "Well, it's a little thing I raised."

Jing Feng didn't miss any chance to take advantage of Mu Qinghan, he was in a good mood and didn't notice that there was no confrontation between Zui Meng and Mu Qinghan.

Jing Feng found an inn that looked pretty good, and any low-grade room here would be many times better than the Tianzihao inn at the foot of Yuezhi Mountain.

The only disadvantage here is that it is expensive, but Jing Feng doesn't care at all, he has no obsession with Lingshi, and he doesn't feel bad at all when it should be used, and the concept of frugality has never been in his mind.

So Jing Feng waved his big hand and said that he would open two Tianzi brand rooms, but after Zuimeng heard this, he immediately hugged Jing Feng's arm in fear.

"Xiao Feng, I'm afraid of living alone." Zui Meng had always relied on Jing Feng before.

Jing Feng was a little soft-hearted, but when he thought that he still had Mu Qinghan with him, he felt a headache.

For the sake of convenience, he rejected Zuimeng's request and told Zuimeng that you have grown up.

Jing Feng himself didn't realize that in his heart, he was getting closer to Mu Qinghan.

Zui Meng keenly felt that Jin Fang's attitude towards him was different from before, his heart was hurt, and the expression on his face became reluctant.

It's a pity that Jing Feng didn't notice this, as soon as he took the sign, he was busy holding down Mu Qinghan who was squirming on his shoulder.

Mu Qinghan promised Jing Feng not to follow him as a human being, otherwise he would have turned into a human by now and threw Zui Meng away.

But doing so won't do much, Jing Feng will not only be angry with him, but also go to Zuimeng again.But this doesn't mean that Mu Qinghan has nothing to do with Drunken Dreams, and it becomes a matter of course that animals compete for favor, and it is so upright that there is no sense of disobedience.

No matter how drunk Mu Qinghan was in his heart, he couldn't pull Mu Qinghan off Jing Feng's body.

Jing Feng brought Mu Qinghan and Zui Meng to the top floor of the inn. There were only three rooms on the top floor, all of which were Tianzi rooms, and two of them were reserved by Jing Feng.

Zui Meng reluctantly entered the room that belonged to her, with a pitiful expression on her face, like a little beast abandoned by its owner.

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Qinghan was still on him, Jing Feng would have softened his heart and let Zui Meng live in the same room as him.

After entering the room, the expression on Zui Meng's face changed instantly, the fragility and innocence before were gone, only coldness and madness remained.

His eyes were extremely hot, but at the same time extremely cold, contradictory and dangerous.Zui Meng was not a good person from the beginning, otherwise she would not have survived the hellish abyss of the Song family.

He entered that abyss earlier than Jing Feng, and he had already learned to kill when he was ten years old.If he doesn't take the initiative to kill people, others will kill himself. After killing people, he eats human flesh recklessly. Anyway, he has long been transformed into a monster that is neither human nor ghost, and it doesn't matter if he degenerates further.

His body was weakened by that weird spell cast by the Song family. He was dying, he thought.

When he is not strong enough, the only thing waiting for him is the fate of being eaten, in the true sense of being eaten, just like what he once did to others.

At this time, he met Jing Feng who had just been thrown into the abyss.Just when he thought that Jing Feng would eat him like everyone else here, he heard Jing Feng say that he was stinky, and then helped him take a bath, although it was with dirty water——

After all, in such a harsh environment, it is not easy to survive, and other things are not required.

He was originally a man-eating flower, but he disguised himself as a weak little white flower in front of Xiao Feng.One person has become two people, although it is still not easy to live, but he is very happy.

Surviving in the darkness, he realized for the first time what happiness is, although that little bit of happiness is as fleeting as fragile bubbles.

He knew that Xiaofeng had been waiting for someone. He heard Xiaofeng say that person was his master, and Xiaofeng said that his master would definitely come to save him, but until they escaped from that hellish place, Xiaofeng He didn't wait until his master came to save him.

The repeated torment by the Song family made Xiaofeng's memory gradually confused. Finally, when Xiaofeng was 17 years old, the day when the Song family took Xiaofeng to become the soul of the sword, Xiaofeng's past memories were completely confused.

For various reasons, Xiaofeng did not become the sword soul, but was thrown back into the abyss.The Xiaofeng who came back can't remember the past clearly, but fortunately, his Xiaofeng still remembers him.

He only has Xiaofeng, and Xiaofeng only has him.That's good, as for that Lao Shizi's master?After abandoning Xiaofeng back then, he is no longer eligible to return to Xiaofeng's side.So he chose to hide Xiaofeng's past, just pretending that he didn't know anything.

In order to get back to Xiao Feng's side, he practiced desperately, and in just two years, he changed from that trash to a Nascent Soul cultivator.No, he is no longer human.

Thinking of the obtrusive guy next to Xiaofeng, Zuimeng's murderous intent gradually rose.In the world, he is the only one who loves Xiaofeng the most, and only he deserves to be by Xiaofeng's side!

The author has something to say: The appearance of a sick and delicate man is another big assist, and it's time to add a little excitement to Xiaofeng and Master's "sweet" life (not).