The heroine, she surrenders to the enemy every day

Zhu Caiyi held Yun Biyue in her arms, so it was inconvenient to chase after her.

She gave Meng Xian a look, and Meng Xian immediately understood, like an eagle spreading its wings, stepping on the night sky and following the man's escape route.

Back indoors, Zhu Caiyi helped Yun Biyue to the bed, fed her some warm water, helped her undress, covered her with a quilt to rest.

Yun Biyue was lying on her side with her eyes closed, while Zhu Caiyi sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her intently.

The soft quilt perfectly fit Yun Biyue's figure, highlighting her graceful silhouette, like the undulating and moving curves of the mountains.

A pair of slender and well-proportioned legs kicked out from below, the left leg overlapped the right leg, the knees were slightly bent forward, and the quilt was pushed out into a small bag, the jade feet were facing down, and the ten soft white fingers looked like peeled garlic cloves. close together.

The whole person is like the sleepy beauty on the picture scroll, lying in the epiphyllum at night, seductive.

Zhu Caiyi was fascinated, thinking about the cloud and rain of the day before yesterday, looking at Yun Biyue as if she was staring at delicious food, and couldn't help moving her index finger.

Not knowing if she sensed Zhu Caiyi's scorching gaze, Yun Biyue opened her eyes again, looking at her slightly blurredly with her crystal-clear eyes.

The oil lamp beside the table was soft and warm, and the faint yellow light haloed on their faces, making the already white cheeks even more radiant.

The air also became ambiguous.

Zhu Caiyi suppressed her petty thoughts, and asked with concern, "Bi Yue, is it better?"

Yun Biyue still felt sleepy, yawned, and said angrily, "Senior Sister, I'm so sleepy."

"Then you go to sleep, I will watch by, no one will hurt you again." Zhu Caiyi said.

Yun Biyue rolled her eyes and muttered softly, "That's not what I meant..."

She moved back, lifted the quilt, locked eyes on Zhu Caiyi, and smiled: "Senior Sister, I need a pillow, so I can't sleep."

Zhu Caiyi was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood, said "OK" with a slight smile, and got into bed.

After the battle a few days ago, Zhu Caiyi absorbed a large amount of yin energy from the zombies, and recovered most of her skills, allowing her to manifest entities anytime, anywhere.

Yun Biyue put her arms around her senior sister's waist, and pressed her chin against the opponent's back, feeling the weight of flesh and blood, no longer erratic and illusory like cotton, which made her feel more at ease.

"Good, go to sleep!"

Zhu Caiyi blew out the lights, and the room went dark in an instant.

After a while, there was no movement behind her. She thought Yun Biyue had fallen asleep, but she heard her say coquettishly again: "Senior Sister, I still can't sleep, why don't you sing me a lullaby, okay?"

Zhu Caiyi paused on her shoulders, lowered her silver eyes, and said in a slightly condensed tone, "I haven't been able to sing much since I was a child."

"It's ok."

"I don't know what to sing."

"Do you still remember the time when you were exposed to the rain and cold in Que Yangzong? Just sing the lullaby I sang to you at that time."

"I was so groggy that I can't remember what you sang."

"Then I'll sing it to you again." Yun Biyue sang a small tune softly, her voice was clear and melodious, like a stream of clear water flowing past Zhu Caiyi's ear, very soothing and magical.

After the song, Yun Biyue smiled and said: "That's it, senior sister, please sing it to me too!"

Speaking of which, she had never heard her senior sister sing before, so she was full of anticipation.

"I..." Zhu Caiyi faltered, seeming to have something hard to say.

Yun Biyue refused to let her go, twisted her arm, and begged: "Senior Sister, sing it to me! I've never heard Senior Sister sing before!"

"Do you really want me to sing it to you?" Zhu Caiyi tilted her head slightly, confirming with her out of the corner of her eye.

Yun Biyue nodded repeatedly.

Zhu Caiyi sighed, resigned to fate: "Okay then, I'll sing."

She pursed her lips nervously, and said in a low voice, she said she was singing, but she actually hummed softly: "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sudden "puchi" laugh behind him.

Zhu Caiyi immediately stopped talking, with a slightly embarrassed expression, not even daring to turn her head.

Even though Yun Biyue tried her best to hold back, she still couldn't help laughing out loud. She never imagined that a senior sister with such a soft and pleasant voice could actually be out of tune when she sang, and every word in a sentence was out of tune.

No wonder she shirks in every possible way when she is asked to sing.

"I told you before that I can't sing." Zhu Caiyi muffled.

It's a pity that ghosts can't blush, otherwise Yun Biyue would be able to appreciate the flushed senior sister at this time.

"I'm still being a senior sister because I'm being modest, so I'm actually seeking truth from facts?" Yun Biyue teased her with a playful smile.

Zhu Caiyi wanted to get over this matter quickly, so she said, "Now that you hear me, I don't sing very well, so don't ask me to sing any more, go to sleep!"

After speaking, he pulled the quilt to cover the top of his head.

But soon she was dragged down by Yun Biyue, she grabbed Zhu Caiyi's shoulder and pulled her over: "No, I still want to listen to my senior sister singing."

"Aren't you trying to blame your own ears?" Zhu Caiyi couldn't figure it out.

Yun Biyue's eyes brightened, and she smiled at her: "Actually, it doesn't matter what you sing, whether you sing well or not, as long as I listen to my senior sister's voice, I can feel at ease."

Zhu Caiyi lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was thinking about it.

After being silent for a long while, Yun Biyue saw that her senior sister didn't respond for a long time, and thought that there was no point. She rolled her eyes, pretended to be disappointed, and said desperately, "Oh, since senior sister doesn't want to sing, I won't force it. Go to sleep!"

She pillowed on Zhu Caiyi's chest, showing a lonely expression.

Unexpectedly, the senior sister did not follow her expectations at all, and said directly: "Okay, go to sleep!"

Yun Biyue's wish came to nothing, so she could only pout her mouth and close her eyes unwillingly.

A moment later, a faint singing voice came soothingly from the top of the head, the owner of the voice was trying to stabilize the tone, although the tone fluctuated from high to low, it was not harsh.

The corners of Yun Biyue's lips curled up secretly satisfied, she knew that the senior sister would follow her.

Zhu Caiyi didn't escape this small gesture, she stopped singing, and leaned close to Yun Biyue's ear: "Little fool, play hard to get with me, you are still far away!"

"But Senior Sister doted on me, she sang it knowing she was playing hard to get." Yun Biyue closed her eyes and smiled.

"Just this time, don't make another example." Zhu Caiyi said, "You still want me to sing in the future, but you shouldn't."

"Then I have to cherish tonight."

Both of them laughed, Zhu Caiyi continued to hum, and patted Yun Biyue's back lightly, coaxing her to sleep...

The next day, Yun Biyue had a good night's sleep and regained her energy.

She and Zhu Caiyi came to the living room refreshed, Meng Xian had been back for a long time, looked at the two of them, and immediately stepped forward to ask with concern: "Mother, Miss Yun, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's pretty good, what's the matter?" Zhu Caiyi saw him with a strange expression.

Meng Xian's eyes flickered: "When I came back last night, I wanted to notify you immediately, but when I walked into your room, I suddenly heard..."

He frowned, hesitated for a while, and said: "It seems that there is a ghost crying, up and down, very shrill, I was worried about something, I wanted to go in and check, but I was afraid I would bump into you, so I waited outside for a while. The voice stopped. Then I heard Miss Yun's steady breathing. I knew you were all right, so I didn't bother you. I thought I'd ask you in the morning..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Caiyi looked at him coldly with a gloomy face.

Just as he was suspicious, Yun Biyue held her belly and laughed so hard: "Pfft hahahaha what the hell are you crying, that's Senior Sister..."

Zhu Caiyi covered her mouth and stared at Meng Xian expressionlessly: "There is nothing, you heard it wrong."

"But I clearly..."

"By the way, where's that man last night? Did you catch him?" Zhu Caiyi also learned from Yun Biyue the ostrich mentality of "changing the subject without making a decision".

When Meng Xian heard this, he didn't ask any more questions, and said dejectedly: "The bastard used some tricks, I lost him."

Yun Biyue whimpered, Zhu Caiyi let go of her hand, and continued: "It's okay, since his target is the things in the box, as long as the things are still in our hands, he will show up again sooner or later."

Soon, Li Sheng also came to tell them that the evil cultivator who had been arrested before left the body of the village chief, and Jin Chan escaped from his shell.

It seems that the man last night was the deity of the evil cultivator.

Yun Biyue comforted Li Sheng: "The evil cultivator's target is this wooden box, and we will take it away in a short time. After the thing leaves the fishing village, the evil cultivator will naturally not come to the door again."

Only then did Li Sheng feel relieved, and told them to take care of the wooden box again, and left.

After he left, Zhu Caiyi put the things she snatched from Xie Xiu last night on the table.

As soon as the thing appeared, the red light in the room was bright, and an astonishing evil spirit suddenly erupted. Yun Biyue and Meng Xian both opened their eyes wide, their pupils constricted, feeling unprecedented fear for no reason.

Meng Xian took a deep breath, raised his eyes for a look, and quickly retracted them.

His cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage allowed him to calm down somewhat, but he didn't dare to look too directly at this thing. No wonder Li Sheng was frightened crazy just by looking at it.

But Yun Biyue's entire scalp was numb, and her heart was shaking. She was afraid for no reason. This reminded her of the innate sense of panic buried in her blood when wild animals face their natural enemies.

She didn't even dare to look at the thing, she grabbed Zhu Caiyi's arm tightly, her face turned pale and her teeth chattered.

"This...what the hell is this...?"

Zhu Caiyi let her lean on him to give her support, and then pulled Chi Yuan from her sleeve.

Chi Yuan sensed this evil spirit, and the blade moved slightly, clanging excitedly.

Zhu Caiyi didn't say a word, and inserted a sword into the hollow core in the middle of the thing.

In an instant, the red light and the evil spirit all disappeared without a trace, and the fear that was suppressed in their hearts disappeared.

Yun Biyue's heart suddenly calmed down, she blinked blankly, and it took a while to regain her senses.

She and Meng Xian finally mustered up the courage, and their eyes slowly fell on the table.

I saw a simple and simple sword laying quietly horizontally. The hilt and scabbard were black and black, with blood-colored patterns carved on it, and the square script was engraved in the center of the scabbard, which was the word "Killing God".

Yun Biyue looked at the hilt of the sword very familiarly: "Senior sister, isn't this your sword?"

"That's right." Zhu Caiyi said, "The thing in the wooden box is the scabbard of this sword."

"What?! That scary thing just now was just a scabbard?" Yun Biyue was stunned, staring straight at the scabbard, as if she wanted to see flowers.

She muttered to herself: "Sword scabbard, scabbard..." Suddenly, as if remembering something, she exclaimed, "Senior sister, I thought of it, the 'knock' that Li Sheng said before was actually 'scabbard', which refers to this A scabbard!"

Zhu Caiyi nodded in agreement.

"But why does this scabbard have such a terrifying evil spirit? And why did the evil spirit disappear when the blade was inserted into the sheath?" Meng Xian asked puzzled.

"Because this is no ordinary sword."

Zhu Caiyi stretched out her hand to caress the two words on the scabbard, remembering the name Yuhua Jun had called the sword when she saw it before, and said solemnly: "This is the God-killing sword used by the Demon God back then!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-2823:56:14~2021-03-0219:53:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xinxin 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Mengxin drove to 1 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!