Missing Beauty [Unlimited Streaming]

Yu Xian was submerged in the bathtub, his body was covered in black ink.

When He Shen went crazy and disappeared again like a ghost, he didn't dare to move anymore. Yu Xian wasn't sure if He Shen really left this time or was quietly observing him again.

The clean water submerged the dirt, and Yu Xian stretched out his hands to rub the dirt, but he couldn't see it with his eyes, and he didn't know whether the "He Shen" written on his body had been dissolved by the water.

The water in the bathtub slowly became cloudy with his movements, and the skin in some places gradually became red and swollen due to the owner's excessive force.Yu Xian stretched out her blistered pink fingers and pressed it, but suddenly her whole body stiffened, she curled up and gasped softly, feeling a little bit of happiness.

A look of helplessness flashed in Yu Xian's eyes.

He was in a bad mood, but the system had a sense of exhilaration that he had cultivated something. He comforted Yu Xian: [This is just the physique given to you by the settings, not your true self. 】

But if you can't get rid of it, what's the difference?

He thought of the note he handed to Qi Ye.Now, has he become a gambler?No wonder the saying goes, if you gamble once, there will be a second time.

The shower head sprayed water lightly, like rain and dew gently passing over Yu Xian's hairline and forehead, wafting with the smell of wind.

Self-pity is not in Yu Xian's character.

The high fever has long subsided, the wound on the back of the hand has scabbed, and the physical condition is gradually improving.

He started to think, Yang Xi opened the door by himself and walked out.

Facing Yu Xian's question that day, He Shen pressed his forehead and told him: "If you die, I won't live alone."

It means, Yang Xi thinks, is Shen Zhizhi dead?

Yang Xi and Shen Zhizhi are very loving couples.

[Yu Xian is also He Shen's unswerving lover until death. 】

Pause, Yu Xian seemed to realize this for the first time.

He skipped it selectively, and began to ponder why Yang Xi thought Shen Zhizhi had been killed.

Shen Zhizhi was killed - this is a piece of information that can be obtained.So, how did Yang Xi get and confirm this information?Since it was obtained and confirmed, where or from whom did he get the news, and where did he confirm it.

Yu Xian believes that two points must be found, the characters and the scene location.If Yang Xi wants to confirm the authenticity of the news, he can only have doubts first, and then subconsciously believe in the information he has received when he sees the facts that are difficult to refute.

And the moment that most easily triggered the suspicion in his heart - the night when Shen Zhizhi was broken into, and the next morning when he walked out of the bathroom with her intact.

In fact, Yu Xian also wondered whether Shen Zhizhi was dead, and then his body was taken over by a female ghost, hiding among them and laughing at Yanyan.

Someone took advantage of this suspicion to make Yang Xi think that Shen Zhizhi was indeed dead.

When Yang Xi just became suspicious, he would still be lucky and not lose hope.But if he is sure that Shen Zhizhi is dead...

[I won't live alone either. 】

is that so?Does Yang Xi think so?That's why when he finally woke up and found that Shen Zhizhi was not dead, he would yell out that sentence: "Zhi Zhi, don't come out!"

But... Whether Shen Zhizhi was replaced or died.

Yu Xian didn't know, the known information was not enough for him to confirm the authenticity.

Missing the most critical step, who was it that convinced Yang Xi of that point.

As for Qi Ye, [it was Wu Huailing who killed Chu Ping. 】

How did he know, had he seen it with his own eyes?Then why didn't you say it before, but watched the people's panic with cold eyes, watching them panic because of the slightest disturbance anytime and anywhere.

Such independence from the world, wantonly observing other people's feelings, is so familiar that it makes Yu Xian uneasy.

Coupled with the vague note linking several people in series, he had already begun to suspect Qi Ye.

But, Yu Xian needs Qi Ye.

"咚咚-"

Yu Xian sat up straight abruptly, and firmly grasped the side of the bathtub with his sharp hands, transparent water droplets fell from his hair to his eyes that couldn't let go of anything.

The pendulum clock rang again after an unknown period of time.

Footsteps were suddenly heard outside the bathroom door.

The footsteps were extremely light, but they were as light as jumping for joy.

No one except He Shen could enter this room, and Yu Xian's body already had memories of the man who was overwhelmed with desire for control. After regaining consciousness, he found that he had curled up, trying to cover all the exposed skin.

He is still thin-skinned.

The bathroom door was slowly pushed open, and Yu Xian continued to sink for a moment.

He held Yu Xian's waist with both hands and brought him up from the water. Seeing Yu Xian shrunk away vigorously, he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you afraid that this will happen?"

Seeing that Yu Xianli ignored him, he was not annoyed, but just took a bite of the pinnae that had been steamed in hot water. It was not heavy, just like a puppy grinding its young teeth.

Yu Xian suddenly screamed.

The tops of the fangs were grinding against him, as if someone had pricked the most itchy place on the soles of his feet with a needle, and he couldn't touch it.

Not to mention sensitive places like ears.

The body of the person holding him was also cold, but the air coming out of his mouth was warm, "Xianxian is more sensitive than before, are you looking for someone later?"

"Ask you, are you looking for someone again?"

He wanted to bite Yu Xian's ear, but Yu Xian pushed him away coldly, jumped from his arms to the ground, and ran quickly with two beautiful snow-white thighs.

He knew he couldn't get out of this door.

So Yu Xian quickly got back into the bed, wrapped in the quilt, without showing a trace.

The sheets were quickly soaked with water from his body.

The evil ghost was kicked by him flying, and this foot landed on the other person. He must have been lying on the ground half dead, unable to stand up, and wailed again and again.But when it landed on him, he patted the water droplets on his stomach without haste, and walked out following the dark footprints on the ground.

"Run what?"

He sat on the edge of the bed, snatched the wrapped quilt from Yu Xian's hand with all his might, rubbed it indiscriminately and put it in his arms, then took Yu Xian's foot and put it on it, he didn't know where to get it Wipe the soles of your feet with a wet towel.

The round thumb stretched because of the itching on the sole of the foot, and then curled up again. Yu Xian maintained a strange posture stiffly, and the man rubbed his ankle.

The more you rub, the more itchy, and the slower you rub.

At the end, Yu Xian couldn't bear it and kicked hard, kicking the air.

The pincer-like hands were still challenging his patience, and the circle that was being held had turned red, and Yu Xian shrank back the foot that was being held, but did not shrink back.

I can't even scratch it, the more I rub it, the more itchy it gets.

Yu Xian stretched out his hand all of a sudden, pressed it on He Shen's arm, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't wipe it."

He thought of the previous few times when He Shen's name was called, He Shen's attitude would obviously soften.So in order to get rid of this situation, Yu Xian even gritted his teeth and called out: "He Shen."

"He Shen?" The evil ghost who wiped his feet smiled and chewed the name from his mouth.

He thought for a while, put down the wet towel in his hand, "wipe it clean."

"Immortals need to be clean."

His voice was colder and harder than before, and Yu Xian felt a little weird, but he remembered He Shen's previous fury, if it was the lingering anger, he would inevitably hit his mouth.Yu Xian didn't want to go through that kind of thing again.

"I've read what Xianxian wrote yesterday." He Shen seemed to be smiling.

"What to do, I am also very embarrassed."

"A person who is always out of reach, can actually write words like save, save, me with a deadpan face."

He buried it into Yu Xian's neck, took a deep breath and let it out, "I'm so excited."

"Do you know that because of this sentence, I tossed and turned without falling asleep last night, and my mind was full of the scene of you being pushed against the door crying and the corners of your eyes were red."

what?

What is he talking about?

Yu Xian is like falling into an ice cellar, this person is not He Shen, definitely, definitely not He Shen!

"Who are you? You are not He Shen."

The person buried on the side of his neck rubbed against Yu Xian's resisting hand and asked, "He Shen, He Shen, who is He Shen?"

Blood was drawn on his face by Yu Xian, the sound of pricking the skin was like painted skin being torn in the air, and the smell of rust began to spread.

The man hissed, touched his injured area, a little aggrieved, "Xianxian, how could you treat me like this?"

"Aren't you, weren't you still asking me for help before?"

Yu Xian's pupils shrank suddenly.

Qi Ye attached to him, coaxing in a low voice: "I'm here to save you."

The weight on his body suddenly lightened.

Only then did Yu Xian realize that the surrounding air had become damp and cold before he knew it.

Now is the arrival of He Shen.

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He Shen put down his brush, stared at the vivid and beautiful young man on the canvas, and sketched the outline on it helplessly.

He put down the covering cloth, frowning strangely.

Obviously it was Yu Xian who angered him, so why should he still feel uneasy about this kind of punishment without bleeding?

He broke the easel irritably, tore those useless paintings, and listened to the creatures inside begging for mercy to their Creator, and blood flowed from the torn canvases.

Soon, the whole place was filled with extremely smelly red water, like a purgatory on earth.On an easel in the solitary stay center, the painting covered by the white cloth stands there quietly, like the peace and beauty left in the cruel and crazy heart of evil spirits.

He poured out all his anger, and then came to Yu Xian's room.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw the person he cared about, who was being pressed down by a man at this moment, and all those words fell into He Shen's ears.

He directly stepped forward and started a fight with Qi Ye.

Where Yu Xian couldn't see, Qi Ye tilted his head, and said to He Shen silently: "He is, let me help him?"

He Shen swooped over and crushed Qi Ye's wrist.

The sound of bones cracking sounded, and He Shen's eyes looked fierce as if he wanted to eat him, and countless blades slowly grew out of the same dense sharp teeth.

The next second, Qi Ye took a step back, waved at He Shen, put his index finger to his mouth, and said to him, "Come and see."

When He Shenshen came at him in a puff of black smoke, Qi Ye quickly opened the door.

The dazzling light penetrated into Yu Xian's eyes, water gushed out of them, and he raised his arms to cover them.

Outside the door is an empty corridor, nothing.

But on the door, there is a picture of a person, that person was disembowelled, his limbs were broken, his flesh and blood were separated, and his whole body was scorched black.

That's what He Shen looked like when he died.

Even the eyes that couldn't be closed and opened unwillingly were exactly the same.

"It's so pitiful, you are imprisoned by all these." Qi Ye said.

He Shen struggled, and finally took a last look at the man who didn't raise his head, and disappeared.

The lifeless eyes of He Shen in the painting gradually became brighter.

He moved his eyes, but because of the angle of the door, he could no longer see Yu Xian's figure.

Qi Ye's face moved and changed into He Shen's appearance.

He picked up the paintbrush that fell on the ground and muttered to himself, "This should be mine."

By this time, it was already clear at a glance who was the evil spirit hidden in the crowd.

As for Yu Xian, he bet right.

Thanks to the systematic teaching, when Yu Xian began to doubt Qi Ye, he thought of this person's strange affection for him.

He knew that these people might like his appearance of showing weakness, so he tried to ask for help in a panicked tone on the paper, but Yu Xian couldn't imitate a tone of begging for mercy after procrastinating for a long time.

So he moved his fingers, and wrote directly, "Help me."

When writing, Yu Xian's face was expressionless, without even a trace of fluctuation. In contrast, even the system couldn't help laughing.

Although Yu Xian was puzzled, he ignored him.Until He Shen caught the paper on the spot when sending it out, he was still thinking about whether it was his carelessness that the system laughed at.

But, Qi Ye, why was he able to enter He Shen's domain.

Is it because he is stronger than He Shen?No, not right.

Every time Qi Ye wandered outside the door, it was not to check if Yu Xian was doing well, but to tamper with the door.

Then what is his relationship with He Shen?

Qi Ye took Yu Xian, who was still thinking, out of the house, his palms were cold but still sweaty, he was even breathing, and there was still heat in his breathing.

He looks human.

Inside is a ghost in human skin.

Yu Xian suddenly remembered what Wu Huailing said to him that day, "You are the sheep here, and you don't even know that there are wolves in sheep's clothing around you."

Sheep - people.

A wolf in sheep's clothing—a ghost that hides in the crowd in human skin.

Qi Ye held the paintbrush, as if he had recovered a long-lost treasure.Before Yu Xian could react, he felt him stuff the paintbrush into his hand, and said to him, "Touch it, I carved it out, and it's exactly the same as the paintbrush you gave me back then."

System: [Triggered by a branch plot, enter the past time. 】

Yu Xian opened his eyes, the sun shone down on the lake, and the koi at the bottom jumped up and down happily.

He can see.

Surprised, Yu Xian subconsciously exerted force, but unexpectedly grasped something long and thin.

He picked it up and saw that it happened to be a mahogany paintbrush. The tip of the brush had fragrant fine hairs, and the root tip was a little black.

At this time, he was sitting in the pavilion, carving something with a seal carving knife in his hand.

It's been a long time since he observed things with his eyes. Yu Xian watched everything greedily, and when the joy in his heart passed, he suppressed his excitement and observed the half-carved characters on the pen.

Yu.

Yu Xian was stunned, moved his hand, put down the seal carving knife, and put away the brush.

System: [This is Lushan Xiaoyuan, you are waiting for He Shen to leave get out of class. 】

He Shen dismissed get out of class?

Yu Xian thought of those people who claimed to be He Shen's apprentices.

Yang Xi killed his ex-girlfriend just for the sake of a strange sacrifice. If the sacrifice was unqualified, will they divert their attention to He Shen?

After he was injured and lost consciousness that time, did He Shen come back?

Someone pinched his waist suddenly, Yu Xian frowned, opened the man's hand, turned around, and saw He Shen's appearance for the first time.

Dressed simply and elegantly, the younger He Shen still had traces of paint on his face. He bent his eyes and smiled, and asked, "Xianxian, does your waist still hurt?"

He leaned over, looking very sweet, and didn't mind Yu Xian's cold face at all, "It won't hurt if I kiss you."

Yu Xian was bewitched by him.