Turn the villain into a sweetie

Yu Bolan didn't speak.

He looked at An Ze in front of him, analyzing the current situation.

According to him, Ji Ang is not present or is dormant, so the current control of the body is in the hands of An Ze.

Although this An Ze seems to be a little more stable than Ji Ang, and not as crazy as Ji Ang, but Yu Bolan doesn't think that he is a safe person.

One more thing is...

He turned his gaze to the vines beside him.

He could feel the huge fluctuations of spiritual power faintly coming from the vines.

What An Ze said is right, it is estimated that Huai Mo will rush out from here in a short time.

"If you two come together," An Ze spread his hands, "I'm definitely not your match."

"I locked Huai Mo up, not to trap him, and I can't," An Ze continued, "I just wanted to talk to you alone while Ji An and Huai Mo were away. .”

"After all, I can see that you are very different," An Ze curled his lips, "Like you, I also have many secrets, why don't we have a good talk while those two guys who are in the way are away?"

Yu Bolan looked at him, hung the gun on his index finger, and turned it around, looking a little careless: "What? What secret do you have?"

"For example," Anze saw that he was interested, his eyes flickered with interest, "I also hate Ji An, this idiot..."

Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, he was interrupted by a gunshot.

Anzawa widened his eyes in astonishment.

Yu Bolan faced him, stretched his arm back, aimed at the vines beside him, and punched with his backhand.

The natal vine was hit, and Anze suffered pain, took a step back, and hit the corner of the table with his back.

"You..." An Ze looked at the incomplete vines behind him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "So, you were just accumulating energy when you talked to me just now?"

"Otherwise?" Yu Bolan put away the gun and raised an eyebrow at him, "My Taoist companion is trapped by you, how could I still have the heart to argue with you here, huh?"

Saying so, black flames suddenly burst out from behind him.

A long sword stabbed straight, piercing An Ze's chest.

"Hah... Xiu Hook Sword?" An Ze staggered, spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the familiar pattern of the sword on his chest, and curled his lips, "So it's you too..."

Huai Mo stood beside Yu Bolan with a gloomy face, surrounded by black flames.

He raised his hand slightly, and the Xiugou Sword was pulled out from An Ze's body and flew back into his hand.

The tip of the sword drooped slightly, and blood dripped on the ground.

"Are you hurt?" Yu Bolan turned his head to the side, looked at him, and asked with some concern.

Huai Mo shook his head lightly.

On the other side, An Ze couldn't stand anymore, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

"What a mess..." he said.

Huai Mo walked forward with a blank face, pointing his sword at him: "Let Ji Ang come out."

"Cough... If he can come out, why should I commit such a serious crime?" An Ze coughed weakly, "Forget it, it's just my bad luck."

"However, it's useless." An Ze smiled and stood up, "We will be back soon..."

After saying this, his head drooped, and he was silent again.

"Solved?" Yu Bolan frowned.

But the next moment, An Ze's body in front of him suddenly turned into water mist and slowly disappeared into the air.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground.

Yu Bolan was stunned for a moment, and took a step forward, subconsciously wanting to stop him.

But to no avail.

Huai Mo just stood there.

"He escaped?" he asked.

Yu Bolan paused, but did not answer.

I'm afraid...it's not as simple as running away.

But he still can't let Huai Mo know.

He turned his head and smiled at Huai Mo: "It seems that it is."

Huai Mo's eyes darkened.

"How are you? Alan," he stepped forward and touched Yu Bolan's cheek, "He didn't make things difficult for you just now, did he?"

"It's okay," Yu Bolan twitched the corners of his mouth, "What can he do to me?"

"He was hurt so badly by me," Huai Mo said, "It stands to reason that he should not survive."

"I'm afraid not." Yu Bolan lowered his eyes slightly, grabbed his wrist, and said softly.

"I don't know," Huai Mo's eyes flashed a rare blankness, "Why can't I... kill him?"

"He said he would come back," Huai Mo bit his lips, "What does he mean?"

Yu Bolan didn't speak.

"I'm not afraid of him, he's not our opponent," Huai Mo said, "but he's disgusting like a cockroach."

"I know," Yu Bolan said, "he is a living maggot."

"But judging from the feedback from the last time in Haicheng," Yu Bolan said suddenly, "the serious injury we inflicted on him may not kill him, but the injury is still there."

"In this way, at least in a short period of time, he won't come out and dance again, and our burden can be reduced."

"But what should we do in the future?" Huai Mo suddenly remembered, and tugged at the corner of Yu Bolan's clothes, breathing a little unsteadily, "He's still alive."

"What's wrong with you? Huai Xiaomo?" Yu Bolan noticed that something was wrong with Huai Mo's mood, and quickly hugged him, "Take it easy, take it easy."

"Dad—Dad," Tuanzi said suddenly, "Mom was affected by that vine."

"When he was trapped just now... Tuanzi didn't have time to use his spiritual power to protect him..." Tuanzi whispered.

"Fortunately, Mom hasn't been in contact with those broken vines for a long time, so she hasn't been affected much."

Duanzi's voice sounded a little guilty.

"Not affected much?" Yu Bolan hugged Huai Mo who was trembling in his arms with one hand, and said with a smile, "You call this not affected much?"

The group fell silent.

Yu Bolan sighed.

In fact, he didn't mean to blame Tuanzi, but he was not very refreshed.

There are only two ways to restore Huai Mo.One is to rely on time to endure it, and it will recover naturally after the aging has passed; as for the other, it is to prescribe the right medicine and try to recover with external force.

"Forget it," Yu Bolan hugged Huai Mo horizontally, "I'll take him home first."

Yu Bolan waited in the study for a while, until the invisibility technique took effect again, then he set off and rushed back with Huai Mo in his arms.

It was the same as when he came. When he went back, he still walked through the window.

He gently put Huai Mo on the bed.

Huai Mo's slender waist twisted vigorously.

He opened his eyes and looked at Yu Bolan.

Somehow, at this moment, looking at Huai Mo with blurred eyes in front of him, a word "crack" jumped out of Yu Bolan's mind.

Winking like silk.

Pooh!

Yu Bolan blushed and turned her head away.

What... what's going on?Was he also influenced by Luoling Gaman?

At this moment, he felt a warm thing sticking to it.

Huai Mo hugged him, raised his head, and lightly pecked his chin.

Following Yu Bolan's angle, one can just see Huai Mo's delicate nose tip and fan-like eyelashes.

Adorable as hell.

Yu Bolan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his arms tightened slightly, and he wrapped his arms around Huai Mo's waist, sticking to him.

"No," he said, with a struggling tone, "No, you haven't recovered your consciousness yet, so I can't be so casual..."

"Alan," Huai Mo leaned into his ear, breathing like blue, "Are you still a man?"

Yu Bolan:! !

This is unbearable!

Thinking of this, he thought of Huai Mo and rushed over.

But Huai Mo deftly dodged it.

Huai Mo slipped away like a little mermaid, turned over on the bed, wrapped himself tightly with a small quilt, turned his back to Yu Bolan, and remained motionless.

Yu Bolan, who was aroused by him, said: ...

"What are you doing?" He patted Huai Mo helplessly, "You are really bad."

His tone was faint, sounding like a boudoir resenting her husband.

However, if Huai Mo didn't want to, he wouldn't force him either. He also lowered his body, rolled onto the bed, and lay beside Yu Bolan.

"Good night," he said.

After a while, Huai Mo under the blanket opened his eyes lightly, and blinked slyly.

In fact, from the time he returned, his consciousness had completely recovered.

What he has to do now is to reproduce what Yu Bolan did to him a few days ago.

He clenched his fists.

He wants Yu Bolan to experience the taste of dissatisfaction!

In any case, molesting Alan was the only interesting thing in his boring darkness.

only……

He looked a little embarrassed and moved his legs.

Is his behavior punishing Alan, or punishing himself?

what.

feels awful.

the next day.

Yu Bolan and Huai Mo sat on the first floor, looking at Yuan Liqi in front of them.

"Congratulations! Delightful congratulations!" Yuan Liqi was in high spirits, "Have you heard? It's that Ji Ang, who disappeared!"

Yu Bolan and Huai Mo looked at each other.

"I heard that Elder Dao'an was furious because of this," Yuan Liqi continued, "It seems that Ji An really has too many enemies, and if he does many injustices, he will kill himself. I don't know which knight did it. "

The two still didn't speak.

"Did you do it?" Yuan Liqi asked suddenly, "After all, I can think of people who have a big enmity with Ji An, and whose strength is at the crushing level, only you two."

The two were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other again, Huai Mo nodded.

"Things are not that easy," Yu Bolan said, "He is just missing now, but this does not rule out that he will make a comeback again."

"So," Yuan Liqi continued to ask, "you didn't kill him?"

Neither of them spoke.

There was a sudden silence in the air.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door.

The locked door was kicked open abruptly.

An old man with a mean face and a shriveled appearance appeared at the door.

This person...is Daoan?

Yu Bolan frowned.

Why is Daoan here?

"Everyone should already know the news that my beloved disciple is missing, this makes me extremely sad!"

"So, please be prepared to be searched," Daoan said with his hands behind his back, "don't act rashly!"