fall into enemy hands

Because of Shang Tian's bowl of soup in the morning, he didn't drink a drop of water this day. I don't know if it was because he didn't eat, which caused him to be abnormally awake; it directly caused him and Zhan Feng to stare at each other in bed in the middle of the night. .

Xia Fan couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you, Monk Tian? Aren't you all fine?"

Zhan Feng unconsciously pointed at Xia Fan's wrist. Since he entered the ghost king's hands for the second time, he would always grab his wrist whenever he slept in the same bed. "Didn't I teach you? The world is either black or white. Everything has roots.”

Xia Fan was unexpectedly firm at this time, "Shang Tian won't harm me, you can rest assured."

Zhan Feng raised his eyebrows, Xia Fan continued before he got angry, "What did he ask for your help?"

Zhan Feng couldn't suppress his anger, and then said nonsense, "I'm going to die."

Xia Fan: "..."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xia Fan kept silent; instead, Zhan Feng asked, "Why do you think Shang Tian won't harm you?"

Xia Fan rolled his black eyes, "Is it... counted as induction?"

Zhan Feng: "..."

You have a fart feeling with him!

Zhan Feng squeezed Xia Fan's wrist and subconsciously tightened it, "You are not allowed to touch his blood, you know? Don't touch anyone."

Xia Fan didn't understand, "Why?"

"Blood contract." Zhan Feng withdrew his hand and gave Xia Fan a popular science, "If blood and blood are deliberately fused, you can make a blood contract; not only can you sense the location, but you can only do it once, unless one of the blood contracts Death can break it."

"Is it just perception?"

Zhan Feng shook his head, "It should be more than that, but I don't know very well, it's a sorcery."

Xia Fan became very sensitive when he heard the word demon, and when he thought of Shang Tian touching the back of his injured hand, his body reacted abnormally. Shang Tian said it was a test, was he testing whether he was a demon?

Thinking of this, Xia Fan's body froze, and he looked at his bound hands; speaking of it, it had been two days, and up to now, he hadn't taken any medicine, and he didn't feel any pain; the more Xia Fan thought about it, the more frightened he became, his right hand trembled like She trembled, as if she really wanted to feel the pain.

Zhan Feng raised his eyebrows, knowing what Xia Fan was worried about, moved his slender fingers up, and with a light pull, the wrapped cloth was torn apart.

When Xia Fan saw the back of his hand, his whole body trembled and he jumped off the bed.

"how so?!"

The back of the hand is still intact? !After being scratched by the arrow, it was dripping with blood!

Zhan Feng didn't dare to raise the corners of his mouth blatantly, but kept his eyes closed so that Xia Fan wouldn't notice the joy in his eyes.

Xia Fan: "He...is he really a demon?"

Zhan Feng said: "It should not be a human being."

He's not a human, he's definitely not a ghost. Xia Fan sees that he doesn't feel eerie and repulsive. Isn't this the only species left?

Then what happened to his blessed soul when he met Shang Tian?How to explain the inexplicable sense of fit after the injury?He said that he tried to test that he was not a demon, and even helped him to turn his hair black...

Xia Fan's mind was muddled, and for a while he firmly believed that he was not, and for a while he felt guilty that he was; after going back and forth, the human brain was basically a ball of wool that was damaged by cats.

Zhan Feng thought he was surprised by the back of his hand, and explained aloud, "It should be he who helped you heal."

heal?

Xia Fan's voice was a little hoarse due to being too nervous, "Can the demon still heal the wound?"

Healing and restoration seems to be Shang Tian's ability?

Zhan Feng said "Yes", "The ability of a demon is beyond imagination."

After all, there are many species and dense varieties, and no one can say who has what ability.After a thorough study, even a book may not be completely written.

The more Xia Fan thought about it, the more he felt at ease, and he got out of bed muttering, "I'm going to ask..."

Zhan Feng grabbed Xia Fan's wrist and brought him back to the bed, pulled him firmly into his arms, and said with a firm attitude: "It's so late, I'll go tomorrow."

Xia Fan struggled in a small area, "But I can't sleep if I don't go."

Zhan Feng was in a hurry, "I'll tell you a story."

Xia Fan: "..."

Does this mean you want to put me to sleep?

Zhan Feng sniffed Xia Fan's neck and shoulders. In fact, Xia Fan's body was clean and fresh, with no special smell, but Zhan Feng just thought it smelled good and couldn't let go.

Xia Fan shrank his neck from his hot air, and pushed Zhan Feng's chest extremely uncomfortably, "You... Zhan Feng!"

The weather was already hot, Xia Fan and Zhan Feng were both wearing thin clothes, hugging each other tightly caused the heat from each other's bodies to be transmitted directly to each other, Zhan Feng's temperature was almost scalding, Xia Fan really felt uncomfortable.

Feeling Xia Fan's resistance, Zhan Feng felt uncomfortable. When he thought of Shang Tian holding him in his arms, he looked shy, and he hugged him like a beast. He also thought of Xia Fan's saying that he believed in Shang Tian. The tacit understanding in the middle made the fire of jealousy burn fiercely, and the chest could not restrain the rising anger, wishing to rub Xia Fan into his body.

He went crazy and wanted Xia Fan to only look at him.

Xia Fan rejects him now because he wants to find Shang Tian, ​​which makes Zhan Feng unable to suppress the manic elements in his body.

Zhan Feng heard his trembling voice, "If you like him, you can stay."

His originally cold eyes were imprinted with helpless pleading, staring at Xia Fan's eyes without blinking.

Even if there is only a little hesitation in his eyes, he will not let him stay.

Even... Even if his heart is not here, he is still willing to stay with this empty shell.

He could no longer live without Xia Fan.

Xia Fan looked at Zhan Feng in a daze, completely bewildered and incomprehensible.

In the end, Zhan Feng still didn't wait for his answer.