Admiral, your young master has run away

Xi Weier carried Qi Chuzhi, who had turned into a quail, quickly through the castle, with a cold face and a hideous wound, and frightened the footsteps of the subordinates who heard the news and wanted to come forward to care.

They obediently stepped back and stuck to the wall of the corridor, treating themselves as unobtrusive paintings.

After Xi Weier walked over, they recovered from the chilling state one by one, patting their chests with lingering fear.

"What's the situation? Who injured the general?"

"How do I know, when the general came over just now, why didn't you ask the general?"

"Don't be kidding, it's not like you haven't seen the general's face, it's like wanting a shark, so I won't go."

"Then you let me go?"

"Hey, let's ask the adjutant what happened."

There is still one person in this castle who is not afraid of Xi Weier's face, and that is the butler Belial.

It didn't know where it came from, and it directly blocked Xi Weier's way with its two short arms at the door of the master bedroom.

"Master, you are injured and need to be healed immediately!"

"Get out." Xi Weier looked at Belial indifferently, his pale lips moved, and he uttered the word with ice.

If it were someone who knew what fear was, he would obediently get out of the way at this time.

It's a pity that Belial is a robot, no matter how intelligent it is, and how perfectly it simulates human emotions, it can't really understand what the simulated emotions are all about.

After all, a simulation is a simulation and cannot be real.

Like now, all Belial knows is that its owner is hurt and must be healed.Secondly, its owner is in a bad mood, and it needs to listen to the owner.

Between injury and unhappiness, Beryl chose to deal with the injury first.

Therefore, Belial not only didn't retreat, but also stretched his arms forward.That action was to take over Qi Chuzhi from Xi Weier.

"Master, your injury is very serious and must be healed immediately. You will aggravate the injury if you hold your wife. Please hand your wife to Belial, and the master will treat the injury."

Beryl's words were like setting off firecrackers in a blazing fire, and Xi Weier's emotions exploded in an instant.

The taut string in Xi Weier's mind has not been relaxed. At this time, competing with him for the first time is tantamount to provoking a crazy beast.

The muscles of the arm holding Qi Chuzhi tightened a little, and blue blood vessels bulged on the gray skin.

Qi Chuzhi was in pain from being strangled by the two steel-like arms, but how dare he provoke Xi Weier now.He could only pursed his lips aggrievedly, pushed his head into Xi Weier's arms, and silently begged for mercy with coquettish movements.

Xi Weier slowly lowered his head to look at Belial's two short arms, and the obliteration intent slowly flowed in his almost black pupils, painting them brightly.

"Belier, don't you want your arm?"

Belial didn't understand why he lowered his head to look at his arm, then raised his head to look at Xi Weier, and asked puzzledly, "Master, what does your injury have to do with Beryl's arm?"

Xiver didn't bother to chat with Beryl any longer, so he directly raised his leg to hit Beryl's chest, and kicked it out.

Xi Weier's kick didn't take any strength at all, and Beryl flew upside down.

With a sound of "bang!", it directly smashed open the closed master bedroom door behind it, and flew into the small hall.

Belial rolled around on the carpet twice, and for a moment didn't understand why he was attacked by his master.

Xi Weier passed by Belial directly, did not give the poor robot butler a look, and said coldly, "Get up, get out, close the door, and don't disturb without my order."

"..." Belial's eyes turned blank, this indifferent master, can it be abandoned?

Qi Chuzhi also heard the loud noise, and he put his hands on Xavier's shoulders, struggling in Xavier's arms, wanting to see Beryl.

Unexpectedly, such a simple action directly annoyed Xi Weier, and he was thrown out when he was three or four steps away from the bed.

The moment his body flew into the air, Qi Chuzhi's expression was blank in astonishment. He turned his head to see Xi Weier's expression, but the next moment his back hit the bed heavily.

It seemed to be dark for a second before his eyes, and the pain on his back was obviously not serious.But even a tiny bit of pain, which was usually ignored, spread to Chaos's brain, and it became serious.

The pain seemed to be a signal, making Qi Chuzhi feel wronged, and the tears that were finally stopped covered his beautiful eyes again.

This is the second time Qi Chuzhi was thrown by Xi Weier like this.The first time it looked rough, but it was still gentle.

Where is it like this time, there is really no mercy.

Qi Chuzhi's mind was already delicate, so he immediately realized the difference, and his head started to hurt again, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He rolled over slowly like a little turtle whose shell had been knocked over on purpose, and in the cold eyes of Xi Weier, he turned his back and tried to run with all his hands and feet.

"Heh." Xi Weier let out a low-pitched smirk in his throat, Qi Chuzhi made an effort to stop, and looked back at him for no reason.

In the next moment, the world spun.

The hot big hands grabbed the shoulder with protruding bones, and the owner of the shoulder only had time to "hiss" softly before being turned over and pressed onto the soft velvet quilt.

"Well, it hurts." The burning and pain in his left shoulder made Qi Chuzhi frown, and looked at Xi Weier with teary eyes.

Before the outstretched hands touched the scratched chest, they were frightened by Xi Weier's gaze and lowered their hands in embarrassment, scratching the delicate quilt with their fingers, not knowing what to say.

Xi Weier's condescending and indifferent gaze was something Qi Chuzhi had never seen before. Those beautiful emerald green eyes turned black, like inorganic stones, which could freeze a person at a glance.

In Qi Chuzhi's unclear mind, he thought of the sea before the typhoon, deep and dark, with turbulent undercurrents, which could swallow people up at any time.

Fear slowly climbed up Qi Chuzhi's back like a gangrene, and he even felt that the half face in front of him was covered with black blood, and the man looking at him with indifferent eyes was not Xi Weier.

It wasn't the Sylvia he was familiar with.

The small and delicate Adam's apple slid a few times on the swan's neck, and the pale lips lost a layer of blood again, turning into an ugly blue-gray.

Qi Chuzhi lowered his eyelids to hide his helpless gaze, and held the wrist of the big hand on his left shoulder with his right hand, hesitating whether to break it off with force.

But it was Qi Chuzhi's action of lowering his eyes and not opening his eyes that completely angered Xi Weier.

The string that had been stretched all the time, preventing Xi Weier from going completely insane, was completely broken.

"Chuchu, why don't you look at me?"

Xi Weier slowly leaned down, the corners of his lips curled up a little, showing a weird smile, the madness slowly flowed from those dark eyes, forming a net, which caught the helpless and panicked Qi It was in it at the beginning.

Xi Weier saw his figure reflected in his favorite black eyes, and the smile on his lips finally warmed up. The hand that had been pressing on his shoulder moved to Qi Chuzhi's slightly pointed chin, and squeezed hard to lift it up. .

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