Trying to keep clean every day

That bully is half the sky of the powerful and powerful in the court, the only son of Prime Minister Lu, and his fief is in Yongzhou. Every day he rushes to please the filial officials and almost breaks through the door. He is naturally extremely arrogant.

The two guards have been thinking about how to claim credit, and they had better think of a way to send the girl to the son's bed. If they are lucky enough to be protected by Lu Xiang, the whole family will be able to ascend to heaven. coming.

As for the young master of Prime Minister Lu's family, he fell to the ground and clutched his broken wrist, but suppressed his yelling.The son raised by Zhu Huli, a high school, is used to power and power, and learned forbearance for the first time today.

He fell to the ground, looked up at Shen Hu from the bottom up, but there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was the first time for the dignified son of Prime Minister Lu to be treated like this, and for the first time to realize that his threat was useless. This young man in white who stood tall in front of him was actually not afraid of him.

He has seen all kinds of "benevolent and righteous gentlemen" who are dignified and dignified. In the end, he would kneel at his father's feet just to get some benefits. In this big city of Yongzhou, it is really rare to see someone as short-sighted as Shen An.

He could see the clear disgust in his silent eyes, he had never felt such a look, since he was a child, he has seen all kinds of looks, flattering, fearful, envious, begging, regardless its number.

But he has never seen such a clean and clear disgust, which is almost a provocation to him.

Realizing that someone was provoking him, the young master smiled ferociously.

His gaze fell on Shen Du's fingertips, and he suddenly felt that these fingers were thinner than that of the tofu girl, and wanted to pull off his nails one by one.His eyes moved upwards, looking greedily at the silent cheeks, the eyelashes fluttering with anger, the crimson full lips... His desire was burning.

The girl did not go out of the city in the end. She was worried about leaving her seriously ill father alone, and she couldn't ignore her tofu stall.He had no choice but to endure in a low voice.

Seeing the bully being entangled, the girl ran all the way home, while her father was still muttering in pain on the couch. She locked the door behind her back, leaned her back against the wood door, and gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face.

If you can escape for a while, what about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, can you escape for a lifetime?

She was terrified. He was cutting vegetables on the cutting board and wanted to cook a pot of soup for his father, but he suddenly realized that this world is just a bigger cutting board. It was cooked in a hot oil pan.

Mr. Lu didn't notice how the girl sneaked away at all. He focused all his attention on Shen Hu alone. Suddenly, he felt his broken wrist hurt again. The pain was itchy and his throat was dry. He licked his lips, and his voice became more troubled:

"Tell me who you are."

Shen An felt uncomfortable being stared at by such blatant gazes, and always had a feeling of igniting his upper body.Of course he doesn't bother to deal with this kind of ghost question. Could it be that he reported his family and waited for revenge?

Shen An watched the girl leave, since she has already escaped, there is no need to pester her anymore today.

Although he felt that it would be too cheap for him to just let this bully go, but Shen An still remembered that when he walked out of the restaurant just now, Duan Xiao anxiously took his hand and told him to go back. Let's make trouble again.

So he decided to forget it, and turned to leave, but his ankle was grabbed.

Shen An was startled, his hairs were standing on end, he can't be blamed for being too timid, this feeling is too much like a horror movie, the kind of immersive experience!

Although it was sex, the atmosphere seemed like a ghost would pounce on him and bite his calf in the next second.He was silent for a while, he wasn't afraid of pain, but he was obsessed with cleanliness, he didn't want to be bitten by some wild ghost, pervert, starving ghost, it was so dirty.

At this time, Mr. Lu came from behind and asked maliciously:

"What exactly is your name?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I already remember you. It's not difficult for me to find out your details."

Shen Shen: ...

It turned out that the one who caught me was not a ghost, but it was no better than a ghost, and it was also very dirty.Why did this man dare to stretch out the other hand just after he broke it? Does he look easy to provoke?

Shen Han is very smart, he knows how to learn and use it flexibly. The footwork Duan Xiao taught him can turn into a shadow and get rid of the opponent's entanglement. hands.

The figure is light, there is a faint spiritual flow floating around, revealing the fragrance of grass and trees, clean and fresh, Shen Shen feels as if he can feel something, but he can't grasp it, could it be the spirit of the soul that Master talked about? force?

The last time he had such a feeling was when he was in a big mood swing. He and He Quansang held palms together. The opponent of the medicinal pill.

This time the spiritual flow only flashed by, perhaps because the emotions were not as strong as last time. After all, the last time was the deep guilt of standing on the front line of life and death. Although the bully in front of me is also disgusting, it is not as good as the one who will revenge and entrap the same family. He Quansang is so pitiful and hateful.

Even so, when Shen Han shook off Mr. Lu's claws, he still heard the crisp sound of bones breaking behind him.Unfortunately, Mr. Lu's other wrist was also removed by Shen Han.

At this moment, Shen An didn't look back, and walked towards Duan Xiao.

If Shen Han looked back, Mr. Lu was closing his eyes and tilting his head up, his Adam's apple rolling, as if enjoying the pain, he would realize that there are many abnormalities in the world in this book.

Ever since he noticed Shen Huan, the smile on the corner of Mr. Lu's mouth has not gone down. The pain in his hand reminded him, is he a cultivator?So what, even if Nascent Soul is powerful, how can he be against the power of half of the Great Chu? He does not hesitate to have everything, and he is determined to win.

Duan Xiao didn't notice what happened to Shen An, his attention was always on the two guards, how to kill them?

He looked at the city gate with far-sighted eyes, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes, as if behind the city gate was the hatred across mountains and seas, hot blood sprayed from the necks of his loved ones, waiting for him to come to revenge.

When he realized that Shen An was approaching, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes met each other, and the sadness in his eyes was unreservedly exposed to Shen An.

Like a snowflake falling in front of his eyes, covering the blood-red cinnabar mole at the end of Duan Xiao's eye, it quickly melted into water, moistening the rouge color, and there were tears on the mole, Shen Huan felt that he was about to cry.

Such a cold young man, who is silent, avoids and resists the world indifferently, always deliberately wears black clothes to cover the bloodstains on his body, and does not want others to see him in pain and bleeding... Then Be strong, practice sword in the peach blossom forest to exhaustion, but still remain calm.

At this moment, he was looking at himself like a choked beast.

Shen Huan couldn't speak, he just felt pale and powerless, raised his hand, and couldn't help but want to touch Duan Xiao's slightly reddened eyes, and wanted to touch that cinnabar mole to see if it was moist. See if that snowflake is his own hallucination.

Stretching out his hand, he was about to touch Duan Xiao's temples, but he caught him tightly and clasped the pulse gate at his wrist, his pulse was beating rapidly, Duan Xiao's hand was bitingly cold, even colder than before.

Shen Heng didn't know that the wrist is the life gate of a cultivator, and all puppet techniques to manipulate people's hearts are from the wrist. He didn't know how strong the temptation was to expose his wrist to Duan Xiao several times.

"what......"

Shen Huan was a little dazed, he didn't know if it was because he was chilled by the coldness that had never been so strong, or because Duan Xiao pinched his wrist, Shen Huan unconsciously called out softly, the voice came from deep in his throat, confused and helpless, with A wet vibrato.

Duan Xiao squeezed even tighter, leaving bruised and purple fingerprints on his wrist.

This trembling voice hooked his heart one by one, his heart and soul were shaking, floating in the ocean of sins, wanting to hear more choking, more panting, wanting to see him go crazy because of himself, just screaming With such forbearance, whose thirst can be quenched?Just add fuel to the fire.

Shen An really felt the pain, but didn't cry out again.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with Duan Xiao today, but Shen An instinctively felt that Duan Xiao was already at the critical point, no matter what he did, he should do it, regardless of the reason, right or wrong.

He was terrified by his own thoughts of being blinded by lard, but he still let Duan Xiao grab him without any resistance or any unnecessary behavior.

After a long time, Duan Xiao relaxed his hands, sighed, and looked at Shen Huan:

"Can you go back first?"

"I......"

Duan Xiao's voice paused, what do I think?I want to go for a walk alone?I still have something to do?It's all fake, it's a lie, it's an excuse.

He wanted to kill people, and used the cruelest technique to turn Ling Chi's punishment into martyrdom and sacrifice.Such a truth, no matter how you say it, will not be pleasant.

He has waited for this opportunity for too long, held it in for too long, and wanted to release his cruel nature. He didn't want Shen An to see himself like this, but when things came to an end, he found that he couldn't even avoid a painful look, a lame excuse I can't even say it.

He was reluctant to deceive Shen An, and before Shen An could answer him, he turned around and disappeared into the crowds of people in the streets and alleys.

Shen An stood there, and it was obvious that Duan Xiao didn't want him to follow.

He slowly walked two steps back, hesitating and restless, the scene of Duan Xiao's cold attack suddenly flashed in his mind, he turned around suddenly, and chased in the direction where Duan Xiao's figure disappeared.

Shen Shen was upset, the old genius doctor's words, Duan Xiao's bad state, these symptoms made him feel that Duan Xiao's cold was very complicated, and every second when Duan Xiao disappeared before his eyes became very difficult.

He couldn't let go of his mind, worried that Duan Xiao's cold would show up again, and he, who had always been calm, couldn't help feeling agitated at this moment. He looked around in the crowd and walked quickly, with his heart like driftwood, worrying about gains and losses.

Until a black figure appeared in the crowd, Duan Xiao reappeared in his sight, and his silent heart gradually sank.

He was far away from Duan Xiao, and it was his divine sense that caught the familiar cold breath first.

Maybe it's because of the existence of the Lingji mental method, the aura of all things can echo with him, and Shen's spiritual consciousness is more accessible than anyone else. I haven't come into contact with a more powerful Nascent Soul master or the power of transforming gods, but at least I can't lose Duan Xiao in the late Jindan period.

He followed Duan Xiao from a distance, and found that he seemed to have bought some things casually, and then just walked around casually, aimlessly.

Leaving the bustling crowd, he watched Duan Xiao walk up the towering city tower along the abandoned ancient road with luxuriant grass.