At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

A brand new candle was inserted in the candlestick on the table. The candle flame swayed with the wind, illuminating that small spot on the ground. A large pool of bright red blood slowly spread around, covering the ground. Dyed scarlet.

Yan Jinlan was sitting on the bed, her eyes were red with blood or something, and she looked extremely shocking.

The man in black fell on the ground under his feet, his throat was cut open, blood was gurgling out, and the eyeballs almost protruded.

People are not breathing.

Qiao Zhen took a step forward, but Yan Jinlan seemed to be disturbed by this step, she raised her head abruptly, and shifted her gaze from the man's body to his face, stared at by such a pair of eyes, Qiao Zhen hangs The hands beside him trembled involuntarily.

In the next second, before he had time to make any movements, the person sitting on the bed stood up abruptly, jumped lightly on his toes, and stood directly in front of him.

The knee was suddenly hit hard, and Qiao Zhen knelt down reflexively. The red-eyed man stretched out his immature hands and strangled his neck fiercely.

All this happened as quickly as if it happened in an instant, and Qiao Zhen didn't react at all. The hand holding his neck seemed to have more strength than an adult, and the veins on his forehead were all Stretched.

"Yan Jinlan, let go!"

I can't breathe anymore.

I don't know if Yan Jinlan has regained consciousness, but that hand slowly let go.

"Stinky boy, I am so kind to you, you actually want to kill me..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly. Yan Jinlan hadn't returned to normal. His eyes were still flushed red, which looked extraordinarily pervasive.

After a while, he was hugged all over, and Yan Jinlan's lips pressed against his neck, and the cold touch was conveyed to his brain along his meridians.

Qiao Zhen was so startled that she forgot to push away the person in her arms.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his neck. It was Yan Jinlan who bit him. He could almost feel the little guy's sharp teeth piercing his neck fiercely. He was trembling all over, subconsciously raising his head He slapped Yan Jinlan on the back of the head.

When a person is facing life and death, the consciousness of survival is always the strongest. He used all his strength in this knife, but the person in front of him did not fall down because of it.

If he missed a hit, he lacked stamina. Due to excessive blood loss, Qiao Zhen felt dizzy in his head one after another. He could no longer raise his hand to strike again.

It seems that this time, he is really going to be buried here.

Leaning against Yan Jinlan's body exhausted, he touched the man's icy face, wondering vaguely whether this man would regret killing him by mistake after he woke up.

Consciousness became more and more blurred, and Qiao Zhen clearly felt that the strength in his body was being withdrawn. Maybe in a short while, he was going to see Lord Yan.

At this moment, the teeth on the neck suddenly loosened, and those red eyes were slowly turning into the original black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When he saw the blood slid down Qiao Zhen's neck clearly, Yan Jinlan was in a rare panic. He reached out tremblingly, covered the wound on Qiao Zhen's neck, and said in Qiao Zhen's ear with a bit of tears: "You You are not allowed to die, I will not allow you to die, do you hear me!"

However, the command-like words did not play any role.

Yan Jinlan hugged the person in her arms and began to cry, "Please, don't die, okay?"

Maybe it was that face that made Qiao Zhen think of his younger brother, or maybe it was Yan Jinlan's crying voice that made him feel bad, Qiao Zhen opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Take off your clothes and press them on my wound."

After saying this, Qiao Zhen completely lost consciousness.

Yan Jinlan panicked immediately. He took off his white robe in a hurry according to what Qiao Zhen said, and pressed it on Qiao Zhen's wound. Watching the white robe turn red bit by bit, he suddenly felt An unprecedented panic, repeating over and over again: You can't die!

When Qiao Zhen opened his eyes, it was already daylight, and the smell of blood was no longer in the room. Instead, there was a refreshing fragrance, which was a pleasant smell.

It's good that he's still alive.

The ground had been completely cleaned up. Yan Jinlan was sitting on the edge of the bed in only unlined clothing, holding a bowl of pitch-black medicine in his hand.

"You finally woke up."

Yan Jinlan called out excitedly, and then stretched out the spoon: "Drink the medicine, after you drink the medicine, your body will recover."

Qiao Zhen couldn't help but slander, it's not a panacea, it's not so effective.

However, he still drank the medicine, the extremely bitter taste soaked every cell on the tip of his tongue, his stomach churned and he almost didn't spit it out.

"What kind of medicine is this? It's so damn bitter. Don't drink it. Just let me lie down like this."

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Yan Jinlan's pale lips pursed into a straight line - he was not happy.

Qiao Zhen still had lingering fears about what happened last night. Seeing Yan Jinlan like this, he quickly said, "I'll drink it, let me drink it!"

Yan Jinlan laughed and continued to feed him the medicine. Qiao Zhen secretly looked at Yan Jinlan's eyes while swallowing the nasty medicine. At this moment, those eyes were black, like obsidian.

After drinking the medicine, Qiao Zhen considered her tone and asked, "Why do you become like last night when it comes to the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year?"

At that time, Yan Jinlan looked like a manipulative murder doll, completely without self-awareness.

Yan Jinlan lowered his head and remained silent.

Qiao Zhen lay on the bed, quietly waiting for his answer. He knew that Yan Jinlan would definitely say it.

Sure enough, after a long time, Yan Jinlan finally spoke.

His voice was very soft, tinged with obvious sadness, "It's my father, Yan Tiancheng, who not only took me to test medicine, but also forced me to practice a kind of inner strength and mental technique that I couldn't bear at all. , Later, I got mad and became what I am now."

"The people in the magic palace always like to bully me and humiliate me on weekdays, but only on the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, they dare not step into this courtyard, because they are afraid that I will go crazy."

Yan Jinlan twisted her fingers, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of me like them?"

The voice was suppressed extremely low, with a bit of cautious temptation.

Qiao Zhen was quite scared at first, but seeing Yan Jinlan like this, all fear disappeared immediately.

"I'm not afraid of you, I just hope that you can get better, because when you go crazy, you will kill many, many people. I don't like you like this."

Yan Jinlan suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly.

At that moment, Qiao Zhen's heart suddenly rose to her throat, but as time passed, Yan Jinlan did nothing after all, just hugging him like this.