The enemy has a crush on me

The inexplicable Ying Long came suddenly and left hastily.

He stayed on the island for quite a while, and the day before he left, Bai Ze invited him to drink tea again.He walked to the other side of the stone table and sat down, looking at the teacup in front of him, but he didn't intend to raise it.

Bai Ze saw his expression, and said softly, "The tea is full, drink carefully, and drink slowly."

Ying Long was silent for two seconds, raised his cup and drank it slowly, put the cup back to its original place after drinking, glanced up along the hand of the little demon pouring tea for him, and found that it was Qing Ze, he was stunned. for a moment.

Bai Ze said, "What's wrong?"

Ying Long regained his composure, turned his gaze back, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

He didn't turn his head to look at Qing Ze anymore, he just pretended he didn't see him just now, he raised his head and drank the tea as if drinking, while playing with the empty teacup, he was thinking about something silently, with a look of preoccupation.

Bai Ze also glanced at Qing Ze, saw Ying Long's expression again, seemed to think of something, suddenly smiled, turned his head and said to Qing Ze: "Look at my memory. Xiao Qing, from the Thirteen Kiln in Xishan The Butterfly Demon seems to have something to ask for you, and I will help you. It's almost time now, so hurry up."

...Small what?what blue?

Qing Ze got goosebumps all over the ground from these two pretendingly intimate words.

Bai Zeke had never called him that.

As one of the little demons on the island who are protected by Bai Ze, he naturally respects and loves Bai Ze, but Bai Ze treats him like the other little demons, never has he ever called him so affectionately.

Although he should have thought too much, it was as if he deliberately concealed his real name from Ying Long.

But since Bai Ze had spoken, there was no room for him to comment, so he had no choice but to take his order and leave.Looking back after a long distance, I found that Bai Ze and Ying Long seemed to have some dispute.

Ying Long still had that cold and rebellious look, standing there without saying a word.Bai Ze also stood up, looking quite angry.

The teacup that was still on the table just now was swept to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Qingze took a look, remembered his mission, and walked to the cave of the butterfly demon.

When I arrived, I realized that Die Yao didn't specify his name, but just missed his son who had been out of the island for a long time, and cried and asked Bai Ze to send a younger attendant to chat with her.Her eyes lit up when she saw Qing Ze coming, and she kept telling Qing Ze to sit down.

There wasn't even a stool in the cave, so Qingze had to sit beside the butterfly demon's bed, and was held by her hand and chattered all afternoon.

After he got out of the butterfly demon's cave, he walked back to the tea table and found that the tea sets had been cleaned up. He thought that Yinglong Baize should have finished tasting tea already.

That night, Bai Ze announced his retreat, entered a cave and never came out again.Ying Long returned to the water pool where he was entrenched.

The ghost next to him said that Ying Long was leaving the island.He was going to do something terrible that would never return, and Bai Ze kindly dissuaded him, but he didn't know the good intentions, so angry that Bai Ze decided to let go.

Qing Ze got closer and heard it more clearly:

——What is going without return?

—is dead.Die!Death to hell!Life is not long!Life... Yangshou is over!

When they talked, they seemed to be gloating, and when they saw Qingze at the side, an older banshee turned her head and said to Qingze: These guys like to chat about gossip when they are bored.Little Qingze, if you are bored, you can go to another place to play first.

Qing Ze nodded.

After he reacted, he realized that after a few days, he was lying behind the rocks around the pool again.

Qing Ze secretly spurned himself, he didn't know why he insisted on coming to catch up with his son to seek death, he only said that it was the first time in his life that he had seen a temporary resident from outside the island, and he was desperate to see the novelty, while shaking his head, he thought of evacuating quickly .

This side of the room was quietly moving back, and the other side heard Ying Long's cold snort.

Qing Ze's heart became cold when it was broken.

He thought in his heart that it's over, run away, run away, and just halfway through his legs, Ying Long waved his sleeves, wrapped in a gust of wind and threw him to the ground in front of him, gasping for breath in pain.

Ying Long walked to his side and looked down at him.

Qing Ze froze in embarrassment, watching Ying Long raise his hand and conjure up something that hit him.

He knew that there was no time to dodge, so he simply closed his eyes, so as not to see the blood splattered when he was smashed to death by some magic weapon.

Hearing a "boom", a hard object hit him, but it was not that heavy for a spirit.Qing Ze opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that Ying Long raised an eyebrow, as if he felt that his behavior just now was quite funny.

He looked down and saw that what the other party threw was not some terrible magic weapon, but a crock pot.For a while, it was wrong to throw it or keep it, so I had to hold it at a loss.

Ying Long said, "Drink."

After finishing speaking, he transformed into an identical jar, instead of throwing it to Qingze, he took it in his own hand, bit open the cloth ball blocking the mouth of the bottle with his sharp canine teeth, and killed more than half of it with a thud.

Not far away, several similar pottery altars were scattered all over the place, but they were empty.

Qing Ze continued to hug the crock pot in a daze.

Ying Long dealt with his own altar three times, five times and two times, and found that Qing Ze hadn't moved, his eyebrows frowned again.

Qing Ze hurriedly said: "I drink and I drink."

He frantically removed the cloth ball on the earthen jar with his hands, followed Ying Long's example and took a big sip, and in the next second he sprayed it all out with a "pooh--".

"Ahem..." Qing Ze coughed until his face turned red, "... so spicy!"

He had drunk sea water, dew water, and tea brewed by Bai Ze, but this was the first time he drank water with such a strange and pungent taste.I don't know how funny his appearance is now, or thanks to those wine jars that were empty and filled with spicy water, Ying Long was actually amused by his reaction .

This is the first time that Qing Ze saw Ying Long not sneering or sneering, but laughing sincerely, but as soon as he thought of the reason why the other party laughed like this, he felt that this person was really a villain with a wicked heart.

Ying Long laughed for a while, then said, "Drink again."

Qing Ze honestly picked up the jar and made a second attempt.This time he learned to be smart and sipped it like drinking tea.Seeing that Yinglong was not dissatisfied with this, he continued to do so. After entering his throat, he was indeed much gentler than before.He originally planned to deal with it perfunctorily, but after drinking a few more sips, he seemed to be able to taste a little bit of sweetness, so he drank most of the jar unknowingly.

After drinking, he raised his eyes to look at Ying Long again, and felt that this figure was layered on top of each other.

Qingze opened his mouth to speak, but he took a long time to straighten his tongue: "This, what kind of water is this?"

Ying Long didn't seem to be as clear-headed as usual, seeing him didn't fight or kill, and asked back with red eyelids: "Is it delicious?"

Qing Ze said, "It's not good."

Ying Long said, "Ignorance."

After that, he sat down angrily.

Qingze drank half of the jar of spicy water and was feeling elated, he didn't care what Ying Long said.It floated like this for quite a while, before the force passed, it sank slowly, and finally hit the ground with a snap.He thought about it, and when he heard what the spirits said when he came back, it seemed as if his mind suddenly became foggy and he felt sorry for the general's hearsay, the news that Yinglong's life was not long, and he looked at it. The jar took another sip and said, "It's delicious."

Ying Long said, "Hmph."

After he hummed, he stopped talking, and pondered alone. After a while, his brows, which had finally stretched a little, frowned again.

Qingze looked at his frowning brows, stretched out his hand and picked up the crock pot, drank a few more gulps, and asked, "What is this?"

Ying Long said: "Dragon Saliva."

Qing Ze got the answer, nodded, and muttered to himself: "Dragon Saliva...Dragon Saliva...Wait, wait,... Saliva? Saliva?"

His eyes widened suddenly.I don't know who gave it the courage to make him almost howl and shout at Yinglong: "You give me your saliva?!"

Ying Long said: "Bah! What drool! This is the famous ambergris!"

Ying Long is addicted to alcohol and has always been proud of the ambergris he brewed himself. He refused to give it to many people begging him, so he gave some to Bai Ze before. Hearing such blind words now, he is almost furious: "No. Give it to you, give it back to me!"

Qingze saw that Yinglong stretched out his hand, he didn't care what he was holding, he held it tightly in his arms, and said: "No, no, you gave it to me. What you gave me is mine. It would be unreasonable to go back."

Ying Long was furious and laughed back: "Do you think I look like a reasonable person?"

Qing Ze cheated and said, "Like."

Ying Long's expression was wonderful for a moment.He said that you are too drunk, but the movement to get the wine jar stopped.

The ambergris has a lot of stamina, and for Qing Ze, it also has an extra intimidating effect. When he was half drunk, he sprinkled some that he didn't dare to sprinkle when he was sober.

His wine taste can be said to have no wine taste, and his logic after drunk can also be said to be illogical.Probably because they thought it was because they drank wine together, after a few cups of yellow soup, they became very familiar with each other.He usually has nothing to do when he has nothing to do, so he loves to think about things.It's fine to think about it, and the drunkenness shook out his guess.

He said, I know you feel sad when you think about the number of days you have.Don't be too sad, if you really die, I can also burn paper money for you when I pay homage to the dead monsters on the island.After that, he shook his head: But you are such a bad person, you still want to kill me and threaten me when you are alive, so I don't want to burn paper money for you.When he was completely drunk, he just ignored it and started drinking madly. After talking about a bunch of trivial things on the island, he counted the ghosts on the island one by one with his fingers, and he remembered each of them clearly.

Although apart from Qing Ze's unilateral so-called daily surveillance at the beginning, they had formally met twice - the first time Ying Long wanted to take his life, and the second time Ying Long forced him to drink "saliva" - but he Feeling that Yinglong shouldn't have treated him so badly, he couldn't help complaining when it was over.Qing Ze's rich words and the delicate journey in his heart have portrayed a lifelike and terrifying villain image in three dimensions in all aspects, with occasional words of praise for Bai Ze mixed in.

He had never seen anyone like Ying Long, so he took it for granted that Ying Long should be used to facing death.But Yinglong looked extremely sad, and it made people feel that he needed to be comforted.

Afterwards, Qingze was completely broken.

Not to mention that Ying Long is [-]% to [-]% drunk, even if he is sane, he is not a master who can take care of others, so when Qingze woke up, he found himself half-hanging on a rock like a corpse, lying upside down by his side. It is not surprising that there are pieces of ice on a wine jar and body.It would be better to say that although he already remembered some trivial things about last night, it was even more inconceivable that he could still see the sun today.

Qing Ze sat on the ground, patted the ice on his body, and put the wine jar away.

Ying Long has already left.

Not just leaving this small pool, but leaving the seashore, going to a place other than the seashore that I have never set foot on.

The pool he once occupied was quiet and quiet, as if no one had ever been there.