The little Taoist became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder

If you ignore Queshen's miserable howl, the quiet burning of the silver flame can even be called elegant.

The silver flame seemed fragile, but it was also inexplicably tenacious. No matter how Qua Shen slammed it, the silver flame was still burning unsteadily.

This fire was burning on Queshen's soul.

Unless the person's soul is completely burned, otherwise, it will continue to burn.

Unlike the body being burned, the feeling of the soul being burned a little bit will not be better.

Even because it was the soul that was burned, Queshen would experience the maddening pain over and over again before being completely burned.

If there were outsiders here at this time, they would definitely be frightened by Que Shen's appearance at this time.

The eyes were red, almost coming out of their sockets, the cheeks were distorted, and the lips were crooked, with blood stains on them, probably bitten out by himself.

In just a few minutes, Queshen's eyes, nose, ears... all flowed out viscous blood.

The scarlet color spread across Que Shen's cheeks, making the opponent look more ferocious.

When the silver flame became smaller and smaller, Queshen had already collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Only the occasional twitch of the fingers indicated that this person was still alive.

Just when the silver flame burned Queshen's soul, Bai Feng, who was lying on the wheelchair beside him, was awakened by Queshen's miserable howl.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was startled and almost fell straight out of the wheelchair.

Que Shen's situation at this time is really too weird. Although there are flames burning on his body, his clothes and body are not damaged at all.

This……

What the hell does this happen?

Bai Feng manipulated the wheelchair to back quickly, but when he backed up, he brushed Queshen aside.

The silver-white flame seemed to be poured with oil, and quickly faded from Queshen's body, and then attached to Bai Feng's body.

Bai Feng immediately raised his hand and started to fight the fire, but the silvery white flames feed on people's souls, even if Bai Feng tried his best, he couldn't throw away even a single bit of it.

The feeling of being burned by the soul was not good. Seeing the silver flame gradually spread to his whole body, Bai Feng couldn't help but closed his eyes in despair.

Yu Guiyuan stood aside, seeing the silvery white flames burning on Bai Feng's body, he was also a little anxious, and couldn't help saying, "Xiao Yu, Bai Feng..."

However, the next moment, after seeing Xia Wenyu's appearance clearly, Yu Guiyuan was almost scared out of his wits.

Xia Wenyu's situation is not much better than Queshen's.

Que deeply refined Xia Wenyu's apex blood, deceived the heavens, and entangled her own fate with Xia Wenyu's fate.

Xia Wenyu used burning flames to burn Queshen's soul, and of course the other party could completely disappear in this world.

However, in the process of being burned, Xia Wenyu also could not escape the pain that Queshen endured.

But from the beginning to now, no matter how Queshen was struggling and howling on the ground, Xia Wenyu didn't say a word, just quietly watching the other party's distressed appearance.

If it weren't for this, Yu Guiyuan wouldn't have discovered something wrong with Xia Wenyu at this time.

Yu Guiyuan hugged Xia Wenyu into his arms, and said anxiously, "Xiaoyu? How are you, Xiaoyu?"

As for Bai Feng, he had long been forgotten by Yu Guiyuan.

However, unlike Queshen, the silver-white flame only burned on Bai Feng's body for a few seconds before receding like a tide, and condensed in mid-air into the first flower that seemed to be blown out. little flame.

Xia Wenyu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large stream of blood gushed out, meandering down the corner of his mouth, soaking through Yu Guiyuan's lapel.

Yu Guiyuan put his hand on Xia Wenyu's cheek, and with his thumb, he kept wiping away the blood that kept gushing from Xia Wenyu's lips.

When he spoke, he kept shaking, full of fear and panic, "Little fish, don't be afraid, I'll take you back right away."

Yu Guiyuan picked up Xia Wenyu and said incoherently, "I'll take you back to find Master, he will definitely find a solution."

"You will be fine."

In the end, Yu Guiyuan could hardly control the choking in his voice.

"Brother Yu..."

Xia Wenyu put his hand on Yu Guiyuan's shoulder with great effort.

He wanted to comfort Yu Guiyuan, wanted to tell him that he was fine, it was just the backlash caused by the breaking of the contract deliberately set by Queshen.

It will be fine when the injury is healed.

However, before he could say a word, he was startled by the pheromone that suddenly erupted from him.

The strong peach wine-flavored pheromone gushes out, but in the blink of an eye, it has already filled the space isolated by the soul-binding clock.

No matter where you can smell this strong pheromone flavor.

"how come……"

Yu Guiyuan was attracted by the explosion of Xia Wenyu's pheromones, and the originally well-controlled pheromones were gradually pried open a gap.

The rich and mellow aroma of spirits diffuses out, intertwining and blending with the pheromone of the peach wine flavor.

Xia Wenyu has already grown up, and for Omega, after the first estrus after adulthood, if they don't form a mark with alpha in time and only use inhibitors to suppress it, the estrus period will become very irregular.

It's just that Xia Wenyu is different from ordinary omega. In addition to omega inhibitors, the spiritual power in his body can also act as omega inhibitors most of the time.

So compared with other omega, Xia Wenyu doesn't have too many accidental estrus.

But now, Queshen's soul, together with the part he hid on Bai Feng's body with special means, was completely burned.

Even Xia Wenyu was seriously injured, and most of the spiritual power in his body was slowly repairing the injuries caused by the backlash on his body. He neglected the other, so that Xia Wenyu's estrous period unexpectedly broke out at this time.

It's really... out of date.

Xia Wenyu was already tortured by the backlash, plus the sudden outbreak of estrus.

The heat on his body soared, making Yu Guiyuan even more anxious.

But at this time, Yu Guiyuan couldn't be in a hurry.

He held Xia Wenyu in his arms, and his eyes swept across the third living person in the soul-binding clock, his eyes were red.

Fortunately, Bai Feng is a ba, he can't smell the pheromone concentration in the soul-binding clock so strong that the pheromone detector would scream.

When Yu Guiyuan looked at him, Bai Feng didn't care about his leg that was not healed after being bitten, and almost scrambled back.

"You...you..." Bai Feng swallowed, his eyes touched Xia Wenyu's action of tearing his clothes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Is he in estrus?"

It's okay not to say this, but when he said it, Yu Guiyuan's expression became more and more unkind.

Bai Feng hurriedly said, "Don't be nervous, I'm ba, I won't disturb you! If you really can't do it, if you can't do it, knock me out!"

Yu Guiyuan narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking about this question seriously.

However, the concentration of pheromone in the soul-binding clock is still rising, Yu Guiyuan will not have much time to maintain his sanity.

As if thinking of something, Yu Guiyuan barely suppressed the urge to tear Xia Wenyu apart, picked him up, and with a flash, he had already left the soul-binding bell.

Outside, the rain has become much lighter, and the drizzle interweaves in mid-air, falling on people's faces and hair.

It's just that the raindrops haven't formed water droplets on the hair of the two of them, and the figures in midair have completely disappeared.

Inside the soul-binding clock, Bai Feng stared blankly at the place where the two disappeared, and then looked at Queshen who was lying on the side, as if he had lost his life. It took him a while to react.

"It's actually...it can really be done!"

Inside the luanpei hairpin, Yu Guiyuan had arranged it a long time ago, and the furnishings inside were roughly similar to the bedroom of the two of them.

Yu Guiyuan put the person under the soft quilt, leaned over and pressed on it.

Soon, scorching breath and unbearable groans intertwined.

Between Yu Guiyuan's teeth is delicate and fair skin, but in the next moment, he was bitten by heart, and the rich pheromones were exchanged in the omega's glands, soothing Xia Wenyu who was already delirious due to the torture of estrus .

Occasionally, among the gasps mixed with pain, a few words could be vaguely distinguished.

"It's too bloated..."

Yu Guiyuan picked up the sweaty hair, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

He looked at Xia Wenyu who had fallen into a deep sleep, and leaned over to gently kiss her on the other's lips.

"mine……"