The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

After a while, Song Yun recovered from the shock and asked in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

"My little partner is in a dangerous situation, how can I not be here?" The person behind him asked unhurriedly.

"Aren't you in Nether City?" Song Yun asked, "The gates of Nether City are not open yet."

"The door is not open, there are always side doors, and there are quite a few."

Yin Huai explained with a smile, "It just so happens that there is one nearby."

"...how do you know I'm here?"

Yin Huai chuckled lightly behind his back, and asked him, "Have you never heard a word?"

Song Yun: "?"

Yin Huai continued without changing his expression: "The smell of a sweetheart is a road sign that will never fail in duty."

"You..." Song Yun didn't expect Yin Huai to say such a sentence suddenly. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he was hit softly by this sentence, his face was hot, and he pushed Yin Huai's arm to get out of his arms. Get out.

But Yin Huai didn't intend to let go, and even pressed a little tighter, lowering his head and whispering in his ear: "Don't move."

Song Yun thought to himself, of course I know that this place is not suitable for messing around!

He had no choice but to take a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Let go first, I have something to say."

"You can speak first."

"..."

Song Yun had no choice but to say: "There are still a few culprits in the backyard that haven't been dealt with. They made a big fuss just now, and now there's no movement. I don't know what happened."

"There are three ferocious corpses in the backyard that have been tempered well. They just woke up and picked up the corpses, so there is a lot of noise."

Yin Huai paused, and continued to say calmly: "It's stopped now, because the side gate of Nether City is open in the backyard nearby, and I happened to come over when they were making trouble."

Song Yun blinked, cleared his mind, and asked doubtfully, "Then why are you stopping me here?"

Yin Huai gave a very light laugh, let go of the arm around Song Yun's waist, lowered his head and pressed it against his ear, and corrected him, "It's not blocking, it's hugging."

"?!" Song Yun almost jumped out.

In less than a minute, he has been stimulated enough...

Song Yun cleared his throat in embarrassment, turned around in embarrassment to help the three unconscious people on the ground: "...take them out first."

Yin Huai looked at the door panel on the side, and then at the unrefined corpses scattered on the ground, and soon there were two more horses in the hall.

Two horses dragged the people out, Yin Huai and Song Yun followed behind without haste.

The third courtyard of the Taoist temple was blown away by the evil spirit just now, but the impact received by the door was smaller. The effect of the object-finding spell Song Yun used just now was still in effect, and a stream of water vapor floated lightly in the low sky.

Yin Huai stepped out, glanced down at the water vapor extending from a distance by the door, a smile floated in his eyes, turned to look at Song Yun and commented with a smile: "I learned very quickly."

Song Yun: "..."

The injuries of the three people were all caused by evil spirits, and they were fine after resting for a few days after breaking their minds. There was no serious problem, and Song Yun was soon sent back to the residential area.

The two of them went upstairs together, and it's midnight at midnight, only the two of them were there when they entered the door, Song Yun walked up to his door with hands and feet, but Yin Huai, who was next to him, was not in a hurry to open the door, very casually Lean against the wall and watch him.

Song Yun's scalp was numb, and he asked with a dry smile, "Aren't you... going back?"

Yin Huai shook his head, and explained solemnly: "My arm is injured, I can't bandage it myself, even if I go back, I will inevitably have to go through the wall for a while."

Song Yun couldn't believe it: "Injured by...?"

His eyes looked at Yin Huai for a while, and he deliberately fell on his arms for a few more glances.

If he was not mistaken, the big demon standing in front of him at this moment was well-dressed, not to mention bloodstains on his clothes, and there was not even half a stain on his clothes.

"You...what's wrong with you..." You really can't find the injury unless you look carefully.

Of course Yin Huai understood what Song Yun meant, he said without haste, "No blood doesn't mean no injury," he lifted his sleeves up, and there were four black spots on his fair forearm. A bloody hole appeared in front of Song Yun without warning.

Yin Huai asked curiously: "Or do you want me to bleed?"

As soon as the words fell, bright red blood flowed from the wound.

"!!!" Song Yun saw that his ankles were frightened, and hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "No, no! I don't want to see you bleed!!"

Yin Huai's kindness flowed like a stream, Song Yun had just finished shouting, and the blood stopped halfway.

Song Yun: "..."

On the white forearm in front of him, there were four deep blood holes where the bones could be seen, and there was a line of blood and tears under each hole, like weeping.

Such a scene looked so strange under the dim light in the corridor, that Song Yun couldn't help trembling slightly when he opened the door.

He hastily let Yin Huai into the room, turned around and ran to get the medicine box.

On Yin Huai's arm were the nail prints left by the murderous corpse. There were five blood holes in total, four on the front and one on the back. The wound penetrated deep into the flesh and blood. Song Yun couldn't help but tremble when he looked at it.

After washing it with medicinal wine and grass, Song Yun pulled out the gauze from the medicine box, wrapped it up again and again and carefully asked: "You... the big monster can heal itself..."

Yin Huai nodded: "So it shows the severity of the injury."

Hearing what he said, Song Yun didn't dare to use any more strength in his hands, and almost held his breath to wrap up the wound for him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"How could you get through this?" Song Yun said as he turned around to pack the wound medicine on the sofa. Although he was terrified, he was still puzzled. After all, according to Yin Huai's position, no matter how fierce the murderous corpse is, in his eyes, it should be a pediatric case. The thing is right.

Yin Huai looked at the gauze on his arm with satisfaction, and said four words lightly: "Caring makes chaos."

In fact, he himself did not expect to be caught by a murderous corpse in his lifetime.

Yin Huai's voice was very soft, just covered by the click of the medicine box closing.Song Yun only heard vague voices in his ears, turned his head and looked at the person sitting next to him in doubt: "What?"

Yin Huai squinted his eyes, watching him repeat word by word: "Caring makes chaos."

Not only did he repeat the original words as required, but Yin Huai continued to explain: "I was thinking about you at the time, and if I didn't pay attention, I was caught."

"..." Song Yun didn't know where his partner came from so many nonsense tonight.

"It's getting late," Song Yun laughed dryly with embarrassment on his face, "Aren't you...won't you go?"

Yin Huai clapped his head with one hand, and clicked his tongue: "The door is already in, and you don't even invite me to drink a cup of tea, so you rush me out?"

There was still a careless smile on his face when he was talking, a light was still on in the living room, and Yin Huai's current posture of smacking his head made his face happen to be hidden in the semi-dark halo, along the His side face draws a nice contour line.The light falling obliquely was like the shadow of a candle shaking red, reflecting the tenderness in his eyes.

Song Yun's mind was suddenly in a trance, feeling that this scene was very familiar.

He froze for two seconds before recovering.

Song Yun, who realized that his mind was wandering, stood up straight as if his tail had been stepped on, took the medicine box, turned around and ran out: "I have tea, I'll make it for you..."

A cup of tea was brewed in a hurry, and when it was finally served to Yin Huai, the two sat face to face in the shadow of the lamp, Song Yun felt more and more that his hands were not hands and feet, and the more he sat, the more he felt his face burned.

In the end, he had no choice but to use ostrich tactics: "...I can't hold it anymore, you can do whatever you want, I, I will go back and lie down first."

After Song Yun finished speaking, he got up in a hurry, turned his head to avoid Yin Huai's half-smiling gaze, and quickly walked into the bedroom, and tucked into the quilt as soon as he entered the door.

His heart was beating so fast, it was as if he had a rabbit in his arms.

Song Yun covered his head and took deep breaths under the quilt, but when he closed his eyes, there was a blood hole on Yin Huai's arm, and he couldn't calm down after tossing and turning.

Yin Huai is a big demon, with a powerful cultivation base, ordinary ghosts and ghosts can't get close to him, let alone leave wounds on him, and even if he is injured by swords, water and fire, the wounds will heal quickly, and there is no such thing as today. situation.

He just simply washed it with medicinal wine, ordinary corpse poison is easy to deal with, and it is impossible for the one who may hurt Yin Huai to be an ordinary corpse...

The more Song Yun thought about it, the more he became sober, and finally got out of bed and searched for a long time, and found the few pills he brought with him when he went down the mountain.

This is the elixir uniquely refined by the Song family. It can detoxify all kinds of poisons, moisten the tendons, protect the heart and nourish the spirit.The elixir and its preciousness, there are only three pills per person.

Song Yun felt a grain in his palm, squeezed it up and took a deep breath, then pretended to look normal and opened the door.

Yin Huai still sat on the sofa and drank tea leisurely, his movements were the same as in the past, but Song Yun felt that the gauze on his arm was very eye-catching.

What Song Yun wanted was to melt the elixir into the wine and let him drink it, but Yin Huai was a fox after all, as soon as Song Yun opened the door, he could smell the medicinal herbs.

An imperceptible smile flashed across Yin Huai's eyes, he leisurely put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at Song Yun and said with a smile, "Didn't you go to sleep?"

Song Yun cleared his throat: "Come out and drink a glass of water when you're thirsty." As he spoke, he wanted to turn to the kitchen.

As a result, before he could take a step, someone grabbed his wrist.

"Baby, are you worried about me?" Yin Huai stood beside him with a half-smile all over his face.

Song Yun stretched his body, and hastily pulled his hand back: "Don't...what's your heart..."

Yin Huai didn't let go, raised his eyebrows, and simply grabbed both of Song Yun's wrists with one hand, moved a little closer, and asked in a low voice, "Give me this high-quality elixir, too?"

The distance between the two was less than a fist, and Yin Huai deliberately lowered his voice. Song Yun's heartbeat accelerated and his throat tightened. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a single useful word, so he could only speak in a low voice. Said: "——you let go."

Yin Huai let go according to his words, but before he could get away, he brought him back again, put his fingers on Song Yun's lips, and said in a low voice, "Listen to my explanation."

These four words almost rubbed against Song Yun's ears, and Yin Huai's body was pressed against his back, and he could clearly feel the vibration of that person's chest when he pronounced the words.Song Yun froze almost immediately.

Yin Huai laughed softly behind him: "That brat did grab my arm, but—"

As he spoke, he raised his arm and placed it in front of Song Yun, the gauze on it slid down lightly by itself, and there was nothing on his arm.

"Look, there is no wound, nothing, how could that kind of brat leave wounds on my body?" Yin Huai whispered in his ear.

"The wound is for you to see, to make you feel bad, and then come into the net obediently."

"I like you."

"This sentence is not a joke," Yin Huai said, wrapping his arms around him gently: "Let me hug him for a while."

Yin Huai's tone of speech was different from before, as if each word contained infinite affection and pain, Song Yun's heart twitched, and an indescribable emotion surged out, bitter and sweet stuck in his throat, making him There was a trance.