Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

Who is the ninth brother he is talking about?

What does it mean to die without regret?

Chu Hanjin didn't understand anything.

When the red rope was tied tightly between his blue hair, he stood up slowly, as if following some order, and walked along the stairs to an open room.

There are many men and women in light shirts around, chasing, hugging and laughing at each other. Chu Hanjin's sense of smell is sharper than before. He smells the fragrance of bright red makeup, which is a gorgeous and luxurious smell.

This is the brothel.

He was led by a pair of hands, and slowly sat on the high platform at the top. The red robe hung down from his shoulders, and the layers of clothes reached the ground. However, such a dignified and graceful demeanor did not remove the heavy brown saber. Like a bodhisattva sitting on a lotus platform, Chu Hanjin looked down at the crowd downstairs.

They sing and dance.

They play and chase.

But all of these are like things on the stage, and his facial features.

Not long after, a small ball rolled to the side of Chu Hanjin's spotless shoes. He lowered his head, and a half-height child appeared in front of him. His hair was tied up, and he was carved in pink and jade. His eyes were shining and looked up at him.

The child opened his hands, hula hula attracting his attention.

His face seemed looking forward to it.

do not know.

After Chu Hanjin glanced sideways, he looked back coldly.

But the child raised his eyebrows, seemed extremely aggrieved, and became anxious again. He slid into his arms in two or three steps, desperately scratching and scratching his sleeves, but he couldn't speak, so he let out a whining sound. .

Chu Hanjin stretched out his slender fingers from his sleeves, and pushed him back a few steps.

Not knowing is not knowing.

People in the crowd do not attract his attention.

The child backed away, and a falling shadow came out from behind. Chu Hanjin opened his eyelids, and saw a tall and straight young man, wearing black shorts, with armor on his shoulders and arms, and his figure was tall and straight.

Lift the eyelids up again.A handsome and deep face, with flying eyebrows and eyes, and a decisive temperament. At this time, the lips are pale, with a bit of gloomy haggard.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body, as if he had just experienced a battle, his sleeves and neckline were stained with mottled blood spots, and he had a murderous aura, but the eyes he looked at Chu Hanjin were extremely gentle.

--It's him.

The strings in my mind tensed.

The command in Chu Hanjin's heart was triggered.

The other party couldn't hide his anxiety, smiled reluctantly, and took the little hand of the child.The child didn't understand why his father suddenly ignored him, and hid his head in his arms aggrievedly, moaning non-stop.

The man half bent down, his pupils reflected Chu Hanjin's face, and said in a gentle voice, "Why are you ignoring Qiuqiu?"

Chu Hanjin said routinely, "I don't know."

The corners of Yue Lin's lips paused, and he smiled helplessly: "You forgot again."

But there was no accusation in the smile, only a fleeting moment of mournful pity.He focused on the curse mark on the back of Chu Hanjin's Dahong Xifu neck, and seemed to understand it clearly. After sitting down beside him, he gently took Chu Hanjin's hand and held it in his palm.

He said, "It's okay, let's think about it slowly."

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the child beside him: "This is your son."

Chu Hanjin glanced indifferently.

Do not speak.

Yue Lin kneaded his fingers repeatedly, and said slowly: "I am your husband."

Chu Hanjin still didn't say a word.

One side is enthusiastic, the other side is indifferent.The scene was very strange.But the man who was filled with bloody and murderous aura didn't react, he just looked at him gently and said, "Now you look like a heartbroken man who abandoned his wife and son."

Chu Hanjin understands what the heartbroken man meant.

Chu Hanjin's indifferent eyes turned to him.

Yue Lin smiled: "But it's not your fault."

The smell of blood on his body seemed to be stronger, the corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked at Chu Hanjin quietly, with a slight sadness: "What is my wife's task today?"

Kill you.

Lightning slashed in the chaos, like a ferocious beast opened its bloody mouth in the mind, with sharp fangs, echoing these three words infinitely.

Chu Hanjin pressed the hilt of the sword lightly, and being caught by Yue Lin's gaze, he pressed one hand on the back of Chu Hanjin's white hand, and gently pushed the hilt back with a "squeak".

Chu Hanjin followed the instruction; "Marry you."

"Married?" Yue Lin doubted.

Then, he looked at Chu Hanjin from beginning to end.He has been looking for Chu Hanjin for the past few days, and he has a vague premonition. A few days ago, Bai Gu suddenly appeared in front of him, saying that Chu Hanjin had fallen into his hands, which seemed to be true.

It's just why Chu Hanjin was cursed again.

And Bai Gu wanted to use Chu Hanjin's hand to do to him?

Yue Lin thought about it for a few days, and had a vague guess in his heart.

The smile on his face didn't fade, instead he squatted down and gently held Chu Hanjin's hand: "Are you injured?"

Chu Han is still silent now.

Yue Lin laughed mockingly: "Since you want to marry me, why don't you give me any intimacy?"

Yue Lin did this to save Chu Hanjin, and he came to die.He raised his hand and patted "Chu Zhaoyang" on the head. It turned out to be a little puppet. He temporarily entrusted the real ball to Young Master Lu. The one in front of him was for Chu Hanjin to meet and see if he could remember.

He put away the puppet, looked sideways at Chu Hanjin with his deep golden eyes, and said, "Then you and I will get married now."

In the room, there is a dragon and phoenix bed, and the wedding candles shed tears, reflecting the prosperity of the room.Chu Han strode into the bridal chamber expressionlessly, the sash of his belt was brushed by the long sword, and then sat on the bed, staring at Yuelin intently.

It was clear that he wanted to kill someone.

But the meaning of Yue Lin's non-resistance is also very clear.

The two of them seem to be going through a process, singing a play, and when the bystanders behind them feel that they are addicted to the play and lose interest, it's time to show their weapons.

It's just that they don't know what the purpose of the person who put the curse on Chu Hanjin's body at this time is.

Chu Hanjin's complexion is solemn, his lips are slightly pale, and his demeanor is dignified and dignified when he smiles seriously. He holds the wine glass on the table with one hand and faces Yue Lin.

He simply said: "Drink."

It seems that the program of the wedding banquet.Yue Lin also picked up his wine glass and was about to drink it down.

Unexpectedly, Chu Han hooked his arms now, as if he wanted to perform a marriage ceremony with him.

A gloomy smile flashed across Yue Lin's eyes, feeling inexplicably emotional.This feeling and this scene were the scenes he dreamed of, but he didn't expect that Chu Hanjin wanted to kill him.

Yue Lin reached out his wrist cooperatively, and drank it down in one gulp.

I thought it was the moment when Tu Qiong saw him, but I didn't expect Chu Hanjin's eyes to glow hazy, his face gradually became a little charming, and he gently pillowed his head in Chu Hanjin's arms.

The cool sandalwood fragrance fell into the tip of the nose instantly, bringing some body temperature, making Yue Lin bow his head, and the fingers that were holding Chu Hanjin trembled slightly.

"..."

This puppet curses the master, when will the evil taste end?

Yue Lin's fingers trembled slightly, looking at Chu Hanjin: "What are you going to do now?"

There is only one instruction in Chu Hanjin's mind.

"The bridal chamber."

He was succinct.

After finishing speaking, the slender jade fingers touched Yue Lin's shoulders, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he wanted to take off his clothes.Yue Lin hurriedly asked with a wry smile before he peeled off, "Ah Chu, do you know this is a trick?"

Someone is waiting to see a good show.

But Chu Hanjin only paused for a moment, and then pulled Yue Lin's belt away with his fingers. When his hair was hooked by his hand, he half raised his head to reveal a little bewildered and clear eyes, which were so pure and shocking.

If it's normal, it's probably the color in Yuelin's dream.

He froze for a moment, Chu Han had already half-bent down, his fingers were running along his clothes, exposing the lean muscles of his waist under the dim light of the candle.

"Ah Chu..." Yue Lin called him in a daze.

Chu Hanjin's lips were full of pink, they were slightly opened, and his eyes were fixed on Yue Lin, slowly revealing the coquettish attitude of the bride in the bridal chamber.

The ten fingers are long and slender, white and clean, the sweat from the sweat has dyed the deep red clothes on the neck moist, the complexion has become crystal clear, and the cheeks are light pink.

But at the same time, the cold saber around his waist clasped Yue Lin's knees, swayed from side to side, and scratched the girdle of his calf, and he could almost feel the chill from the tip of the sword.

The real purpose of the superficial tenderness is to kill him.

What a ridiculous, what a dramatic scene.

Yue Lin gritted his teeth, brushed his finger over the curse mark on the back of his neck, and asked patiently: "You are so smart, how can you be fooled twice?"

He stared at Chu Hanjin's eyes, almost punching him a hole: "Who knocked you down?"

who is it?

How could Chu Hanjin remember?

He was still silent, busy with his "things", only a pair of moist eyes occasionally raised up, all seductively tempting Yue Lin.

He is giving Yuelin happiness.

Now he is just a puppet carrying out orders.

The bright red wedding dress hanging down to the ground was dazzling, and the clothes slipped off the shoulders, revealing a section of fair to luminous skin, which was set off by the deep red, bright and gorgeous in the air, and the deep black curse mark on the back of the neck added a layer of weirdness.

The throat rolls gently.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The tip of the tongue was gently wrapped deep in it, and contracted.

The beloved wife in front of him has no memory, but she has subconscious movements. They had already rehearsed that morning. Although she was young at this time, it was enough to make Yue Lin fall into a dangerous trap.

Yue Lin seemed to understand something, his veiny hand caressed his brows and eyes: "Are you and I married?"

Chu Hanjin's eyes flickered.

He licked his lower lip, and wiped away the water stains.

Seeing such a movement, Yue Lin slightly bent his lower lip: "You have never been so deliberate in the past. I thought about today day and night, but I didn't expect that your purpose was to kill me."

His connotation was already very obvious, he hooked Chu Hanjin's chin, and lifted his white and pink face.

Chu Hanjin pushed him away, slowly got up from the ground, pressed the scabbard of the long sword with his fingers, and drew out a silver flash.

The cold light illuminated his empty eyes that were only stained with lust, and also illuminated Yue Lin's eyes.

Chu Hanjin remained silent, and for a long while he turned up his sleeves, pointing the snow-like sword tip at Yuelin.

"Now, are you going to kill me?"

Yue Lin's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he looked at him with a smile.

Chu Hanjin said slowly, "He said, he won't let you regret it."

Yue Lin paused slightly.

At the same time, the sharp white sword turned and aimed at Chu Hanjin himself.Just when Yue Lin thought he was about to kill himself and was about to grab the sword, light and shadow flashed, and the wedding dress embroidered with phoenixes was torn apart, and slowly, the hanging hem was piled up to his slender and white ankles.

The white skin is naked in the air.

Yue Lin's pupils constricted, and he slowly leaned back, supporting the bed with his wrists.

The icy sword was lightly held in Chu Hanjin's hand, and it was pressed against Yue Lin's waist, the cold air permeated his bones.But at the same time, Chu Hanjin took a step forward indifferently, raised his long legs, and gently placed them on his lap.