Self-inflicted self-inflicted self-inflicted villain [Quick Transmigration]

With a soft almost whispering voice, the suppressed feelings in my heart could not find an outlet to vent.

"Master." The man was dressed in black, but there was a trace of hostility in his eyebrows, and when his eyes focused on the person in front of him, this bloody aura was restrained.

The young man he was watching did not respond to him.

The young man is still the same as he remembers, with a handsome and demonic appearance, and black hair like a waterfall.It's just that it's different from the former Shakugan, the young man is now more like a faint light that is quietly burning. The Confucianist's attire reduces his aggression, making him appear a bit peaceful and quiet.

Picking up the fainted body from the bathtub, the young man's movements were very gentle, but it seemed a bit weird.

Pulling the outer robe aside to cover the body, the young man suddenly chuckled.

"Xing Si." He didn't look at the man, but straightened his hair on his own, "It's been a while."

From this angle, Xing Si could clearly see the coldness in the young man's eyes.

He knelt down slowly.

"This subordinate also asks the leader to take back that sentence." Even though he obeyed that person from the bottom of his heart, Xing Si's words still brought out the tone of a long-time superior.

The young man paused.

He stood up, with no expression on his face, and walked slowly to Xing Si's side.She lowered her head slightly and looked down at him condescendingly, like... sizing up a disobedient pet.

Finally, he broke into a smile.

That smile was so amazing that it made people forget to breathe, and there was a gloomy look in Xing Si's eyes.

In the next second, there was pain in his cheek.

The youth's hair hangs down on his cheeks, bringing a slightly itchy touch.Suddenly, there was a force in the lower jaw, and Xing Si met the face of the man who was close to him.

"Oh, after a long time, you actually forgot..." Xing Si heard the man say, "...who belongs to you."

The jaw was released, and the young man turned to caress his cheek, and said the words, but with a trace of cruelty, "You are mine."

— Plop, plop.

The heart was beating in the chest, and inexplicable emotions spread.

Xing Si's pupils narrowed for a moment, but he couldn't calm down the surging emotions.

"Subordinate..." Xing Si said in a dry voice, and he lowered his head slightly.

The young man laughed again.

He suddenly leaned close to Xing Si's ear, and said in a low voice, "My seat is back."

Xing Si lowered his eyes, felt the man's temperature, and unconsciously licked his lips.

"Xing Si, kill Ouyang Zixuan." The young man's voice was too bewildering, but mixed with distorted killing intent, he spoke slowly, hissing like a snake, "I rescued Ouyang Zixuan back then." Returning life, now, should also be returned to this seat."

.......

Just now one of them flicked away, and before Si Zhuo could catch his breath, another great god came.

Seeing the poor little man who was stunned by a knife again, the corner of Si Zhuo's mouth twitched, and then... stuffed the poor little man under the blanket.

Oh, it's so sad.

At any rate, he can be regarded as the protagonist of #古宫宫地面#!

In the end is why mixed up like this!

Caressing someone's soft hair, the good touch made Si Zhuo a little addicted.

"This is your purpose."

Ao Yue sneered, but unconsciously looked at Si Zhuo's hand on the man's hair.

Si Zhuo didn't answer, and lightly tucked the thin quilt for Xi Jing, before looking at Ao Yue, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Help me." He spoke with a somewhat arrogant tone, and against that face, it seemed somewhat reasonable.

Ao Yue narrowed his eyes, walked slowly in front of Si Zhuo for a while.

"May I remind you?" He raised his hand and stroked the blood vessels on the side of Si Zhuo's neck. Between the tentacles, the warmth of the blood made a murderous intent flash in his eyes, "What have you done?"

Si Zhuo was still smiling.

He raised his hand and placed it on Ao Yue's wrist without exerting any force.

"Winners and losers." He looked at Ao Yue with a smile that could almost be called gorgeous, "That's all."

Ao Yue increased his strength almost instantly, but let go quickly.

"Help me, and help yourself." Si Zhuo didn't seem to care about the hand on his neck that might take his name at any time, and there was no fear in his eyes. "The Demon Cult, it's time to return the property to its original owner."

Ao Yue did not respond, but the emotion in his eyes became darker, "You are still the same. So...you are so eloquent."

"My martial arts are useless, and I can only use words as my blade." Si Zhuo's expression was calm, but the hatred hidden in his eyes could not escape Ao Yue's eyes.

Ao Yue chuckled inexplicably.

"How do you want me to help you?" Ao Yue let go of the hand that threatened Si Zhuo, and sat on a chair beside him, looking leisurely.

"Cranes and clams are fighting," Si Zhuo's voice was soft, "I will be that fisherman."

Ao Yue remembered Si Zhuo's order to Xing Si before, and he understood it.But at the same time, a chill subconsciously rose in my heart.

After the sweet words, it was the blade tempered with poison.

This man is really ruthless.

I hate myself, knowing that this person's heart is like a snake and a scorpion, but I still have extravagant hopes.

"Is that how you ask for help?" The end of the sentence raised suspiciously, Ao Yue rested his chin with one hand, and looked at him casually, but the words he said were humiliating, "You are just a useless person, how can I help you?"

Ao Yue knew that the man had always been able to bend and stretch.

Hateful...hypocrisy.

Therefore, when the man knelt at his feet and lowered his head in pleading, there was no pleasure in revenge in his heart.

More, it is a kind of resentment.

Even kneeling, still so... proud.

As far as the naked eye could see, the man's body was trembling slightly, his knees were stained with dust, he was humble and weak.

Ao Yue understood that this was just an illusion.

Just like many years ago, bear your own humiliation.

This is an unfamiliar wolf.

Temporary humiliation is only for future betrayal.

It was so then, and it won't be long... it will be so.

Ah.

As if treating a contemptuous servant, Ao Yue kicked the man to the ground.

Si Zhuo, this time, I will not lose.

Will give you a taste of... what betrayal is.

The weird smile quickly disappeared on his face, Ao Yue turned and left.

Si Zhuo resisted not to stare at his back, and he didn't stand up from the ground until the door was closed again.

Madan!

If I don't play you to death in the future, I will be called an elite in vain!

Turning back with anger, he was facing a pair of calm eyes.

Xi Jing didn't know when he woke up, but he didn't move, just looked at him quietly.

It seemed to be scrutinizing, and it seemed to be simply looking in his direction.

Si Zhuo was looked at with hairs all over his body.

Could it be that his vest was ripped off?

"Why...beg him."

Finally, Xi Jing spoke.

Si Zhuo quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so risky, this guy probably didn't hear it.

Si Zhuo walked over and put his hands on his eyes to prevent him from seeing his expression, "It's getting late, let's rest early." Lying on his side, Si Zhuo gently embraced him. Leaving him, the voice is very low, "You just need to remember that everything I do is for you."

Xi Jing blinked his eyes, half understanding, but there were tiny ripples in his eyes.In the end, he just tightened his arms and blended into the temperature of the person beside him.

The author has something to say: Ao Yue (raising his head): Kneel down and beg me.

Si Zhuo (contemptuous): Don't make trouble.

Xi Jing (tilts his head): Sir... for... lonely...

Ouyang Zixuan (smiling): Hehe, very good.

Xing Si (clenching his fist): Guaranteed to complete the task of the leader!

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