evil creature

On the bank of the uninhabited stream, most of Jun Molin's body was soaked in the water, his face was pale, and there was a faint imprint between his brows, as if something was imprinted there, but he couldn't see it if he didn't pay attention.Pu Feng lying beside him was also in a mess, but compared to Jun Molin's ignorant appearance, Pu Feng seemed to be still conscious, his brows that had been tightly knit, loosened after a long while as he opened his eyes It's just that when he saw the people around him in a daze, Pu Feng woke up with a start.

"Jun Molin! Jun Molin!" Struggling to get up, Pu Feng hugged him in his arms.

Jun Molin's eyelashes trembled, but he frowned and muttered, "Ziqing..."

Pu Feng was startled, as if he had come to his senses, he immediately hugged Jun Molin, almost close to his ear, and spoke in Ling Ziqing's voice: "I...I'm..."

After getting a response, Jun Molin didn't respond anymore.

Pu Feng hugged him for a long time, and it seemed that he had just adjusted himself. When he managed to get him ashore, Pu Feng himself also collapsed for the most part.

After finding a cave that could still shelter from the wind, Pu Feng settled Jun Molin down, and sat down beside him panting, looking down at Jun Molin's comatose appearance, Pu Feng took a deep breath. After taking a few breaths, he began to deal with his injuries.

This time, Jun Molin was forcibly aroused by Yun Zhongzheng's demonic blood with the curse, and the seals on his body could no longer conceal his demonic aura. He couldn't even regain his human form.

How could Yunxiao Palace know where Zhuifeng and Xiran were hiding, and captured them back? Pu Feng had already guessed that in those previous times, because Zhao Zixiao was gouged out by Jun Molin, there was an elixir in need Pick it up now and use it now, and when Pu Feng was picking the elixir, he accidentally found the location of Zhuifeng and Xiran. When he went back, he only told Zhao Zixiao, but he didn't expect...

Zhuifeng was arrested, Jun Molin was forced to change form, Pu Feng had no way to accuse Zhao Zixiao of something wrong, and he couldn't, Zhao Zixiao got his tongue out because of him because he angered Jun Molin, and Jun Molin again It was because I had no choice but to return to Yunxiao Palace... All of this is just like that sentence, I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me... After thinking about it, and going to the bottom of it, the root of all this is actually in my own body. body...

What should I do now?

Staring at Jun Molin's deep sleepy eyes, Pu Feng wanted to make up for it, but suddenly recalling Jun Molin's babbling before, the trace of guilt that had just risen in Pu Feng's heart also disappeared.

Because, at that time... Jun Molin didn't push him away...

This time, Jun Molin fell into a coma for two whole days before waking up. After waking up, Jun Molin clearly felt the changes in his body that were different from the past, and his strength seemed to be much more abundant, but his internal breath was still a little confused, and he frowned. Mo Lin felt it carefully, and he was relieved when he felt that the chaotic inner breath had no obvious effect on him. At this time, he also heard the sound of footsteps on the side.

Thinking back to the voice he heard when he was agitated, Jun Molin's heart softened: "When did you come back?"

The sound of footsteps obviously stopped, and then the surrounding area was so quiet that there was almost only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Jun Molin tilted his head slightly, not sure what happened to this man: "Ziqing?"

"I..." he opened his mouth, with obvious hesitation and uneasiness, which made Jun Molin frowned, and asked him with concern: "What's wrong?"

He didn't speak, just stood there quietly, staring straight at Junmolin, no one knew how fast his heart was beating at the moment, and no one knew how nervous he was at the moment, because... Jun Molin didn't recognize him... It was Pu Feng, not Ling Ziqing...

With a low breath, Pu Feng tried to calm himself down with a trace of luck: "It's okay, I'm just... just thinking about your body..."

Jun Molin hummed: "I'm fine now, but my internal energy is more chaotic." After a while, he stretched out his hand to Pu Feng.

Pu Feng stared at his hand for a moment, trying to suppress his heartbeat, and pulled him back, but Jun Molin hugged him tightly with his backhand.

"I'm so afraid...you won't come back once you leave..." Jun Molin's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of luck that he lost and found again.

Pu Feng was hugged by him, and his whole body was stuck to Jun Molin's chest, but he didn't know what to say at the moment.Because he knew that the person Jun Molin was talking about was not himself, but the real Ling Ziqing... At this moment, if Pu Feng hadn't deliberately used Ling Ziqing's voice, Jun Molin might not even bother him. Not to mention hugging him like this...

Ever since Jun Molin lost his sight, Ling Ziqing has never been stingy with his voice, even when having sex, he will not deliberately hold back. With his temperament, it is very important for Jun Molin to be able to be so accommodating and let go. Blindly using the excellent soothing medicine, but at this moment, the person in his arms was silent, which inevitably made Jun Molin a little suspicious.

"Ziqing?"

"Huh?" Pu Feng was also afraid of being exposed, so he responded anyway.

Jun Molin didn't think too much, just sighed lightly, and asked him: "Where is this? How did we leave Yunxiao Palace?"

Pu Feng said: "You suddenly transformed and almost destroyed Yunxiao Palace. Fortunately, nothing happened. This place... You brought me here because of your random collision."

Jun Molin sighed softly: "Fortunately...you came here"

Pu Feng felt a pain in his heart.

Jun Molin said: "Otherwise, I'm afraid I will fall into the devil's way when I transform..."

Although Pu Feng had already guessed what Jun Molin might face when he suddenly transformed into a new form, he was still shocked when he heard him say it.

Jun Molin is different from Pu Feng, Pu Feng is a demon cultivator, but his demon blood has never been deliberately suppressed, and with Pu Feng's growth, even though his father is crazy and his father is gone, he still has a beloved His grandma protected him, so he almost didn't have to think too much about it, but Jun Molin... was different.

As soon as Jun Molin was born, his mother sealed the demon blood with magic power, and then suppressed it with demon pills, forcing him to grow up like a mortal child. Afterwards, various things happened, which deeply planted the obsession in his heart, and even deviated from it. It's a big taboo in practice. Now that the demon blood is forcibly stimulated, it's like a flood. How can he bear it?He didn't completely sink into the devil, just because the familiar voice in his ears brought back his only clarity, but...he didn't know that this person was deliberately faked by Pu Feng, because he saw No, I can only tell by the sound...

What about Ling Ziqing?Where is the real him?

In the cave, recalling the sound of the bonfire burning, the man in white lay quietly on the ground, his long hair scattered all over the ground like a waterfall, and a small palm-sized thing was jumping up and down beside him. Go, the meaty paws fluttered his long hair, and after a while it wrapped itself tightly, trying to struggle, but in the end it became tighter and tighter, and it was directly turned into a ball of hair!

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" One eye saw someone coming in from outside the cave, the little thing yelled and wanted to roll over, but the man stood still and raised his eyebrows in disgust: "I said, play with your hair!" You can also entangle yourself like this, are you really the legendary unicorn? Or a strange pig?"

After the little thing understood these words, his four fleshy legs kicked together, with an angry expression on his face, the man just exclaimed in his heart that it was not good...

boom--!

The little thing spewed out a mouthful of fire, almost roasting the man.

Smacking his lips and gritting his teeth in the face of the man's sullenness, the little thing rolled all over the floor and laughed, cute and fleshy, full of indescribable naivety.