The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

Song Yun took advantage of his strength to stand up.

The two stood facing each other one step apart, silent for a while.

Finally, Yin Huai raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you dare to admit it like this?"

He seemed to raise his hand as he spoke, a flash in Song Yun's mind: "Don't—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he subconsciously rushed up and directly pressed his wrist.

Yin Huai looked at him raising his eyes, and paused for a moment with a half-smile in his eyes: "Why?"

"..." Song Yun withdrew his hand awkwardly: "No..."

Yin Huai continued to look at him with that panic-stricken look: "Then do you recognize him?"

"... Cough," Song Yun rolled his eyes and nodded vaguely.

A smile appeared on Yin Huai's lips, but he didn't speak, his eyes still fell on Song Yun.

"Are you...are you injured..." Song Yun felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he cleared his throat and began to change the subject.

As a result, Yin Huai took a step forward unhurriedly, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

This light answer made Song Yun's heart sink, and he couldn't help subconsciously looking up at him.

As a result, Yin Huai pinched his jaw and stuck it up.

The kiss on the lips was extremely tender and tender, and after Song Yun finally came back to his senses, Yin Huai had already distanced himself from him, and said in a low voice, "It's too much."

But this distance is even more terrible than before - the four lips are so close to each other, and they can always brush past Song Yun's lips when speaking intentionally or unintentionally.

After Yin Huai finished speaking the three words, Song Yun felt that his heartbeat was gone.

Song Yun stood on the spot with soft hands and feet, Yin Huai smiled at him, stretched out his arms and laid them on his shoulders to bring him to his side, then turned his head and whistled to a few wounded not far away.

Yin Huai waved at them with his arm on Song Yun's shoulder, and asked in a very relaxed tone, "What did you see?"

Just now, when the spiritual power collided in the big formation, most of the wounded in the formation would be affected by the unstable qi movement. The formation fell into a coma, and there were only a handful of them who could remain awake.

But a handful is not nonexistent.

Coincidentally, there were a few wounded who were not in the coffin, and happened to see the scene where the two of them were entangled just now.

They bumped into something they shouldn't have seen, and now those people were still stiff, and they didn't come back to their senses until they heard a whistle not far away.

"..."

The few people who had just been hit by the collision looked at Yin Huai who seemed to be okay, hesitating and speechless.

"It may not be easy to describe," Yin Huai tilted his head and smiled, "Why don't I unify the caliber?"

Those few people didn't know what Yin Huai was going to do, and they didn't dare to say more about the situation, they could only nod their heads in a ignorant manner.

Yin Huai squinted his eyes: "—I didn't see anything."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes: "Can you hear me?"

Those people nodded quickly: "I can hear you, I can hear you..."

"That's good." Yin Huai nodded in satisfaction, then snapped his fingers, and several of them fell to the ground in unison.

"..." Song Yun blinked three times: "You..."

As a result, he just opened his mouth, and Yin Huai took the conversation: "What did you just ask me, baby?"

Song Yun was anxious to explain: "I..."

Yin Huai led the person and turned around lightly: "—I'm not injured, right?"

Song Yun: "..."

Yin Huai didn't have any malice in putting those people there. At best, he just erased some of his memories. Of course Song Yun knew about this, and his face was still hot now. Of course, he didn't want anyone to see what happened just now. Gave him a step.

So Song Yun coughed awkwardly, cleared his throat, covered up his unspoken words, and asked him instead: "Where are you going?"

"Tent," Yin Huai explained solemnly: "It will take a while for them to come back, waiting is waiting, why not go back and sleep for a while."

"..." Yin Huai answered so solemnly that Song Yun felt that it was not normal for him to tease him.

But in fact, he doesn't have the time to find a word to tease him right now.

Ever since Song Yun came out, there were things that he knew were memories rushing into his mind, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing but a blank.This torrent of emptiness that couldn't be grasped or looked at couldn't be seen, and he was in a trance.

After a few steps, the two stood in front of the tent door, Yin Huai raised his hand to unzip the door, and then turned slightly sideways.

Song Yun's mind was still churning at this moment, seeing Yin Huai opening the door and turning sideways, he obediently lowered his head and slipped in from in front of him without even thinking about it.

The function of the marching single-person tent is to sleep, and there are only moisture-proof pads and sleeping bags inside. Song Yun is not very smart now, so he sat down obediently after entering the door, and then subconsciously raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

Yin Huai came in behind him, pulled the tent back with his backhand, looked at Song Yun's dazed look, and couldn't help but want to tease him again.

So Song Yun only saw the figure in front of him flash, and then he heard Yin Huai's voice whispering in his ear: "Why did you hear that I have nothing to say after I was injured?"

"?!" The sudden voice and the warm air around his ears made Song Yun's brain tense, and before he could move to the side, he was stopped by Yin Huai's outstretched arms.

Yin Huai deliberately moved his body closer, his lips were almost touching the tip of Song Yun's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to care about me?"

"..." Song Yun really didn't know how to answer this sentence, but felt that he was indeed a little negligent, so he could only follow along and ask: "You... Where did you get hurt?"

"There are quite a few injuries, but they are almost recovered now," Yin Huai blinked sincerely, and then pretended to raise his hand to loosen the collar: "Want to see?"

"—No, no, no" Song Yun was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him down.

This pressing was obviously in the right place, Yin Huai looked at him and smiled, then turned his hand in his hand, rubbing his knuckles against the palm of his hand, then slid down and entangled his fingers.

The two were already close, and with their eyes facing each other, Song Yun was really powerless to resist such a small move. In an instant, his heart jumped up suddenly as if stepping on an electric switch, with a strange heat burning all the way from his neck. to his cheeks, making his mind dizzy.

Yin Huai let him stare at him without blushing and moved closer, and finally lowered his head to suck at the corner of Song Yun's mouth, and then quickly moved away.

Yin Huai still looked into his eyes, with crooked eyes, and asked him half-jokingly, "Do you remember anything?"

This sentence is still Yin Huai's usual teasing tone, but Song Yun's brain suddenly became hot, and he hooked the neck of the man in front of him and leaned closer: "Yes."

Song Yun was always the one who was molested by himself, and Yin Huai was even a little dazed when he posted it suddenly.

But soon he came back to his senses and put his palm on the back of Song Yun's head to deepen the kiss.

At first Yin Huai just wanted to tease him, but unexpectedly, Song Yun not only did not refuse, but opened his teeth very docilely, and the tip of his tongue made a very jerky response.

Deep or shallow, the number of times the two have entangled their lips and teeth these days is not rare, but it is the first time Song Yun caters to each other like this.

Yin Huai's throat was a little tight, and he exerted a little force on his arm, leading Song Yun to fall backwards.

With a curly human tongue sweeping across the teeth and grinding the palate, the demon naturally knows five things. It is difficult for ordinary people to have such a cultivation level even after a long time in the wind and moon field, let alone a little monk like Song Yun.

At first Song Yun was able to respond one or two, but soon Yin Huai's small movements made his breathing unsteady, not only his waist was weak and his legs were weak, but even the tip of his tongue couldn't exert any strength. He could only feel a small tremor like an electric current running down the back of his head to the Lingtai , the heat on the cheeks began to spread down the neck.

There will always be times when he jumps back when he makes a wrong tendon. It is true that he provoked this matter, but at that time he was not clear-headed. Now that he is weak and sober, he realizes how big a mistake he just made.

Song Yun is not a fool, but he knows what the situation is now. He can roughly know where his boundaries are. Now that Yin Huai has teased him, he has never been to a dangerous zone. Go on. He didn't know what would happen.

Just before the red light flashed in his mind, Yin Huai slowed down a step ahead of him, propped himself up, and widened the distance between the two of them.

Only then did Song Yun finally have time to catch his breath, his heart was beating wildly, he was freed from Yin Huai's body at this time, and if he met amnesty, he wanted to move out at that time, but someone grabbed his wrist and pressed him down.

It was rare to see that Yin Huai's face was not that kind of calm expression as if nothing had happened, and at this moment, he was also a little breathless.

Song Yun was trembling, while trying to control his breathing, a small part of his mind was still vaguely thinking about why he noticed this kind of detail first.

Yin Huai lowered his head and stared at Song Yun for a moment, exhaled very restrainedly, and whispered in his ear: "The things that will happen later may not be suitable here..."

Song Yun felt the temperature on his face rushing directly to the Lingtai.

After Yin Huai finished speaking, he stood up and looked at Song Yun's red ears dripping with blood and smiled with satisfaction, raised his hand and pinched his jaw, then turned sideways and rolled over from Song Yun's body.

After the distance between the two was widened, Yin Huai returned to his usual smile and relaxed look. He looked at Song Yun very leisurely, and even chatted with him in a leisurely manner: "The curse seal I drew can be used. So smoothly, isn't it a little shocking?"

"..." Song Yun tried very hard to calm down his breathing and heartbeat, but obviously he was still not able to speak normally like Yin Huai.But Yin Huai's attitude when he spoke could be described as spring breeze and rain, and he seemed very unreasonable if he didn't respond, so he coughed very awkwardly and nodded vaguely.

Yin Huai hooked the corners of his lips: "Because it was originally yours."

As soon as this sentence came out lightly, Song Yun's mind got stuck.

He blinked, feeling as if the Lingtai had been restarted again, the scene of feasting and feasting in his mind just now was gradually washed away, and Song Yun felt that he had really woken up now.

There was silence in the tent for a while, Yin Huai's gaze fell on him all the time, and finally he raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to ask me anything?"

Song Yun pursed his lips and took a deep breath: "Yes, but I haven't figured out where to start."

"Then think about it slowly, when you think about it and when to ask, don't worry." Yin Huai rolled his eyes and raised his arms to bring him to him: "Anyway, I'm always here."