The decent boss always wants to attack me

Bai Qing already knew how the Su family disappeared, which was not a bad thing for Su Jiancheng, at least he benefited from it.

Even if he is a half-demon, he can still cultivate after he recovers, but he suffers from some strange eyes. These are not a problem after he breaks through the Nascent Soul, and the transformation is very simple.

I just want to hide from the Bai family a little bit.

As for the woman who seduced Su Jiancheng, she must have something to do with the demon blood incident, it's fine if she doesn't show up, if she doesn't know how to get in the way, then he doesn't mind killing one more person at all.

Sitting cross-legged, Bai Qing could feel that the elixir he had just swallowed was hanging in his dantian, and an extremely tiny spiritual power overflowed from it. His spiritual veins had already dried up. It is also extremely precious.

Su Jiancheng sat on the side watching him, and when he finished meditating, he asked, "Do you still need this elixir? I can find a way to make some more."

Bai Qing raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were full of light: "The more the better."

He wanted to stay in Kuiyue Hall with Su Jiancheng for a while longer, but he couldn't help the tingling pain in his brain. It was the pain of being scrambled for consciousness. It was very uncomfortable, but he didn't care, he had suffered for so long.

The reason why he chose to return to the sleeping hall was that his current cultivation could not surpass Chu Xiu.

This person who has attracted everyone's attention since he came to the White Mansion, and who has been trying to slow down his cultivation speed, now has a higher cultivation level than him, and is forced to live with him under the same roof.

In any case, he couldn't believe that he would be reduced to such a situation where he was slaughtered by others.

Bai Qing's face was as frosty as he returned to the dormitory, and was suddenly grabbed by Chu Xiu and forced to stand where he was.

Shameful.

He raised his hand and counterattacked, even stepped on the man's boot to force him back a few steps, his body reaction was always faster than he thought, the moment he made the move, he already regretted it, if Chuxiu used the spirit at this time If you deal with him forcefully, he will surely die.

The hand was empty, the foot grinned, and it missed.

Chu Xiu didn't use his spiritual power but still easily defuse his attack, and even lifted him up a little bit, he could feel that his heel was already in the air.

Bai Qing had never been humiliated like this before, his eyes were as cold as if he had already torn Chu Xiu into pieces, and he was even more certain in his heart that the first person to take his life must be this person in front of him.

The originally dark bedroom turned into daylight due to a snap of fingers, Bai Qing subconsciously closed his eyes, the eyeballs were hurt by the strong light, and he heard a gloomy voice behind him: "What did you eat?"

Bai Qing straightened up and tried to walk forward, but was absolutely suppressed by the force behind him. With a sullen face, he stood on tiptoe a little and turned around to look at Chu Xiu.

The front of his clothes was picked up with such force that he couldn't breathe, so he raised his eyes and met Chu Xiu's cold eyes without any waves: "I asked you what you ate?"

He sneered, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Spit it out."

This madman.

Bai Qing raised his foot to kick him, grabbed his shirt back with both hands and wanted to throw him out, but was suddenly punched by him in the lower abdomen, the severe pain made him turn pale, and he suddenly pushed Chu Xiu away and ran out .

The elixir that he just swallowed has not completely dissolved yet, so he must not force it out with brute force. This is the only way for him to recover his cultivation.

When Chu Xiu's furious face appeared in front of him, Bai Qing shrank his neck. This action made him even more annoyed. The body that has not been controlled by him for nearly five years, these small habits that disgust him seem to have taken root in his body.

"I told you to spit it out!"

How could it be possible to spit it out, Bai Qing covered his abdomen, turned his head and ran back, his posture was so embarrassing that he whipped Chu Xiu several hundred times in his heart with the thunder whip again, he only wished he hadn't whipped this brat to death.

His body suddenly weighed as much as a thousand catties, and his face went dark. Chu Xiu stepped in front of him again, held his shoulders, lifted his knees, and pushed his knees towards his dantian. He didn't spit it out, and froze his movements with his mouth half-opened.

Chu Xiu kicked together with his hand, and his five fingers hurt terribly, but this was not as painful as the traces of spiritual energy that had finally gathered in the dantian were annihilated and exhausted again.

He kicked the pill into pieces.

Bai Qing had a sudden attack, and fought back in the same way, with a touch of madness in his cold face, his spiritual roots, his cultivation, he had nothing left, and now even this elixir would be destroyed.

Really, unbearable.

Chu Xiu looked at him expressionlessly.

When the fist was swung in mid-air, it suddenly froze, the pain in his head was mixed with the pain in his dantian, he didn't suppress the consciousness for a moment, he covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The young master was so drowsy that he felt that his internal organs were about to be kicked out, his throat was blocked by a mouthful of fishy sweetness, and his eyes were full of gold stars, but he could vaguely see a familiar figure, with his hands on the person On the shoulder, the mouthful of blood spit out, and the pain made him want to curse.

"Chu Xiu...Your uncle, what the hell have you done..."

As soon as the words fell, the man froze, quickly picked him up and put him on the bed, and then used spiritual power to guide him back and forth in his abdomen, trying to help him relieve the pain, while he asked eagerly: "Master? Is it you? "

Bai Qing rolled his eyes: "Nonsense...it's not who I am."

That Fang Sipa gently wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and the hand with spiritual power didn't stop, Chu Xiu asked nervously, "Does it hurt?"

The young master laughed angrily. It was really you who kicked him. He clenched his hands into fists and wanted to punch him, but suddenly found that his finger bones were also in pain, and he couldn't use his strength at all. He lowered his head and cursed angrily. Then he put his head in front of him: "Master, you can hit him however you want, or kick you back when you recover from your injury."

Bai Qing was so blocked by his few words that he couldn't speak.

After finally waiting for the terrible pain to pass, Chu Xiu helped him up and poured him a cup of warm tea. He would feel better now, and he couldn't help raising his hand to caress his dantian, with a delicate expression.

Someone grabbed his shoulders suddenly, and Chu Xiu held him in his arms, as if he was hugging a human-shaped pillow. Before he could speak, the man grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.

Gentle and long, there is nowhere to vent the miss.

After the kiss was over, he took a slight breath and was hugged by Chu Xiu again. He was a little helpless, and then he heard the little ancestor's aggrieved voice: "Young master, you eat messy food outside and don't want to spit it out. I can't do that."

The young master was shocked.

He rubbed the space between his brows with two fingers, and the tiny memories slowly filled his brain. He couldn't remember clearly, but a few fragments were frozen in his mind like a silent movie.

1. Su Jiancheng sat on his lap.

2. The medicine in the small jade bottle was taken by himself.

3. "White hair and red pupils are pretty."

The young master's complexion was pale, and even a ghost could guess what was going on. He raised his hand and covered his heart. No wonder he always felt that something was wrong before. It was as if he had been deprived of half of his seven emotions and six desires. Everyone found it annoying, but it was The original owner who died.

502! !!

He knew that there would be such a day, what happened on the Xuanyue platform and the attitude of the system, he had already guessed almost everything, what rescue mission, what was related to Huai Ling, just to trigger the Baihunmen incident!

Dog days of the system.

What frightened him was that even though he complained like this, there was no voice in his mind to respond to him.

Damn 502 can't go out to fix bugs again!

So serious enough to make Chu Xiu ruthless, what exactly did the dead original owner eat! ?

Seeing his slightly broken eyes, the little ancestor just shook his head slightly: "I don't know what it is, but it stinks."

Bai Qing: "..."

Chu Xiu was afraid that he might not feel what kind of stink it was, so he deliberately added a sentence: "Rotten stink."

The young master was a little nauseated by what he said, so he breathed a sigh of relief into his palm and muttered, "It doesn't stink..."

Chu Xiu smiled, and he clinged to Bai Qing again like a conjoined twin, holding him and not letting go: "Of course the young master doesn't stink, it smells very good, I have already broken that thing, don't worry."

Not to worry about that...

Bai Qing was in a daze, Ren Chuxiu rubbed against his neck, he couldn't figure out why the original owner appeared, how he came back, and whether the original owner would appear again.

The young master's intuition told him that he would definitely.

This is a bit of a headache, the original owner will cause trouble, this time he was kicked until he vomited blood, so he won't be beaten to death next time...

The fear of being dominated by the protagonist came to mind again, he scratched the head of the person in front of him, and tried to calm his voice: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, it's better not to have this kind of thing next time."

Chu Xiu followed his hand and raised his face, looking very obedient: "Young master, does it still hurt?"

Bai Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It doesn't hurt very much..."

The little ancestor sat up straight and was a little taller than him, and was outmatched in terms of imposing manner. He heard the person in front of him speak slowly, with a serious face: "When I'm not around, does Su Jiancheng look for you every day?"

What should come will always come.

The eldest young master stared at his fingertips in a daze, and his voice became quieter. He said honestly, "No, I just happened to meet a few times..."

"Have you met the disciples of the Hundred Souls Sect?"

"See you..."

"Have you ever had contact with them?"

"No..."

The interrogation-like conversation became more and more strange to Bai Qing, he raised his head and interrupted his one-sided questioning: "Do you know that the Bai family has a feud with Baihunmen?"

Chu Xiu nodded: "I know there is enmity, but I don't know what kind of enmity it is. There was a record in the Book Pavilion of Huoxin Palace." He paused, and continued: "Bai Qing, I set up an enchantment in the bedroom. They can't come in, you Nothing will happen if you don't go out."

Confused Heart Palace Book Pavilion?Enchantment?

Bai Qing's face is dull, is this a bit too steady?

But what's with this feeling of being completely covered by the protagonist!There is even an enchantment around the dormitory!How stable is the protagonist! !

The young master completely forgot that he was kicked by the protagonist until he vomited blood.

kindness?

So he is the only one who doesn't know about the feud between the Bai family and the Baihunmen...

Bai Qing's brain was in a mess, and he suddenly remembered that when he just regained consciousness, Chu Xiu seemed to ask: "Master, is that you?" '

His back stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look at the man. The little ancestor still looked at him with a worried expression, but it made his heart throb, and the weird feeling from a few years ago once again covered his heart.

Chu Xiu ruthlessly kicked the person until he vomited blood, because he knew that the person who appeared was not him, but the original owner.