My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Jumping into the water, he stretched out his hand, and among the criss-crossing rhizomes underwater, he grabbed the red-haired boy's hand.

Snook had been in the water for a while, his eyes closed, as if dead.

But after Troy pulled him up, he was unexpectedly not dead.

He was out of breath, but his heart was still beating weakly.

Snooker is always so fateful, as if he can't die no matter what.

Troy, who was still in a state of jealousy at the time, once tied a man to a boulder and pushed him into the lake. Snoke stayed in the water for a long time, so long that the blond boy thought that this guy would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, Snoke still climbed up, like an avenger who had swam from the ghost gate of hell but returned the same way and was covered in blood.

That murder was unsuccessful.

So Troy got crazy revenge from the red-haired boy.

——The cockroach is really invincible.

The corpse of a Narcissus floats on the lake.

Its floral fragrance has the effect of confusing creatures. Once a living thing approaches this lake, it will be slowly eroded by this strange fragrance, and its feet will walk towards the lake unconsciously, and will eventually be caught by the rhizome of the Narcissus. Drag it into the lake water to become the nutrient for its growth.

Along the way, those dryads were basically solved by Snoke.

But the banshee is still there.

According to the character of the red-haired boy, it was impossible to leave any living monsters behind, so Troy could only think of one thing—something might have happened to him.

Pushing aside the bushes, just in time, Troy saw a sword dropped beside the haystack.

It's snooker.

So he confirmed his guess.

The banshee's floral scent didn't do much for the blond boy, because Troy had a cold and a fever today, and his nose was blocked.

Those smells couldn't affect his nerves, and naturally they couldn't confuse him either.

So in a sense, being sick is not such a bad thing.

The body of the drenched red-haired boy on the ground was very cold, and his brows were tightly knit as if he was going through some kind of torment.

Snooker is afraid of water and hates water.

Troy knew this.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to drown him.

The wet red hair was scattered on the ground. After so long, Troy finally saw his embarrassed side again.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his lips, and the anger he had suffered before had disappeared a lot at this moment.

The young man's lips parted slightly, and he said to Snook as if he was relieved: "It's what you deserve!"

——Let you be so rampant, fall now, idiot!

Troy had no intention of saving Snoke at first, just like the red-haired boy who saw himself falling down with a fever and would not rescue him except to sarcastically.

But when he was about to leave, he thought of Xiao Nuo again.

Snoke died, and the child might disappear with him.

So the boy turned back, and finally chose to push through the bushes a second time to meet the banshee.

The narcissus and banshee are not strong, so they hunt with fragrance and confusion.

But it didn't expect it today—it had a cold and a fever.

Snoke's heart was beating very weakly, and he was not breathing. Even though Troy knew that this person was dead, but if he didn't breathe for a long time, without oxygen supply, no matter how big his life was, he might die.

The red-haired boy's face was as cold as the bone-chilling lake water.

Troy caressed his face, lowered his eyes, his blue pupils quietly looked at the other's thin lips, took a deep breath, and then bent down.

After the boy lying on the ground finally breathed intermittently, Troy stopped, stood up, and dragged him to the side of the tree trunk.

He took out a new handkerchief from the magic space and wiped it on his lips twice. After feeling no more disgusting in his heart, Troy threw away the handkerchief, turned and left.

The clothes are very wet, and I have to find a hidden and safe place to rekindle the fire to dry them, otherwise it is very likely to aggravate the cold and fever—although my body temperature has risen again.

Just now when he was fishing for snooker, he swam in the cold water, and now his physical strength was completely exhausted, Troy knew that he might not last long.

But—if you can't hold it, you have to hold it.

It's good to stay up until dawn, as soon as it dawns, there is hope.

But a firm mind seems unable to support the young man's exhausted body again.

Just as he walked to the bushes by the lake, Troy was finally overwhelmed by the pain and fell to the ground with a thud.

The limbs were completely weak, and the head was dizzy and painful.

Eyes closed tightly, shortness of breath, hot body, flushed face.

The unbearable scorching heat made the young man uncontrollably groan, and the strong dizziness seemed to throw the young man into the air.

--Oh shit.

He couldn't help swearing again, and as soon as the words fell, the young man completely lost consciousness in the drowsiness that surged like a flood.

The brief movement ended completely in the coma of the last person.

The night wind was blowing, and everything was eerily quiet.

The red-haired boy leaning on the tree trunk moved his eyelashes lightly, and the long and thin eyelashes were stained with a few tiny drops of water.

The heartbeat returned to normal, not only that, it was even much faster than before.

Opening his eyes, the exquisite and magnificent red pupils under the eyelids seemed to glow with a complicated light in the night.

He looked sideways slightly, and his eyes fell on the blond boy who fell by the side of the bushes and haystack not far away.

The soft touch on the lips is still there, and there is still a little fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose. I don't know if it is the strange fragrance of the narcissus flower demon just now, or it comes from the comatose boy.

Snoke supported the trunk and stood up slowly.

Reluctantly walked towards Troy on the haystack.

Within a few seconds after leaving the water, the teenager's consciousness was actually gradually returning to his cage.

—he can't die.

The dark elements hidden in the body will never let their host die.

Suspended consciousness, able to perceive everything, in a few minutes, his breathing will be completely restored.

but--

The red-haired boy paused.

His eyes were dark and unnatural.

The hand holding the tree trunk was slowly clenched, the lips were pursed into a slit, and the face was complicated, with a faint trace of inexplicable anger.

The cold back of his hand gently stroked the lips kissed by Troy just now.

He didn't expect it.

The blond boy will give him first aid.

——I really didn’t expect that.

The lingering breath was exchanged between the lips and teeth, as if he was caught in front of something, wrapped around his ankle, and pulled the young man who had finally escaped from the bottom of the water back to the lake, sinking continuously, even worse than It was more difficult to break free from the bondage at first.

He should have woken up the moment he was kissed and pushed Troy hard.

But he didn't.

This is the point that annoys Snook the most.

Damn it.

The blond boy on the ground was so feverish that he completely lost consciousness.

The temperature of his body was so high that it was impossible for ordinary people to survive.

But perhaps because the body is already compatible with the fire element, Troy just passed out and did not hurt his life yet.

Snoke felt that he might be able to leave Troy as he did just now and let him fend for himself.

However, the footsteps involuntarily stopped beside the young man on the ground.

The person who was soaked in water was frowning and murmured in pain.

His clothes were stained with blood, mixed with the smell of sea water and blood.

Thinking about it, the battle with the fish monster just now was very tragic.

But Troy survived, and even got here.

Snoke had always ridiculed that for the first time there was a trace of other emotions in his eyes, probably an awkward admiration.

Forget it.

He squatted down and hugged Troy horizontally with his painful wrist, and the blond boy's head rested lightly on his neck.

So that scorching breath just sprinkled on Snoke's neck so unsuspectingly.

The red-haired boy paused, his face was a bit weird, his exquisite red pupils were dim, and the itching from his neck made him feel a little uncomfortable, especially the inexplicably rising body temperature. Damn Troy is infected.