What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

① Dodder Flower/Second Personality;

There is silence outside the window, a few wisps of black gas climb up the fingers of Yue Zhezhi, like a dodder attached to a plant, branching out thin and soft branches, wrapping around Yue Zhezhi's arms, neck, waist and even the skinny whiteness of the warm silk quilt ankle.

Rong Yan was a little obsessed, the skin on his fingertips was delicate, and his lips were tender and soft.

There is a voice in my heart warning him: he shouldn't be like this, all the elders expect him to be self-restraint, prudent, kind and honest;

However, Rong Yan wanted to do this as early as when Yue Zhezhi was recruiting Taoist couples, not only wanted to do this, but also wanted to do more extreme things.

Depressed and long secret love, darkness breeds.

Yue Zhezhi had a dream of drowning, he couldn't breathe, he struggled to open his eyes, only to find that the light in the room was off, and someone was kissing and biting him.

demon? ?

His nerves tensed up to the extreme in an instant, he raised his hand to summon a jade token, and contacted Rong Yan—on the way back to the clan, Yue Zhezhi simplified the matter of the demon to kissing, etc., and hesitantly told Rong Yan.

Rong Yan asked him to find him directly when the "demon" came.

He will not go out to practice for the time being.

However, the jade card could not be recalled, and Yue Zhezhi found that he couldn't move his hands no matter what, not only his hands, but also his whole body, including his spiritual power, as if he was caught by something.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't see what was caught in the net, it seemed to be the gas in the shape of stem threads.

He wasn't sure, he could only rely on touch.

Yue Zhezhi was a little flustered, the situation where he had no resistance made him feel very dangerous.

He forced himself to calm down, and after weighing how to get the most protection, he closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

The existence of kissing him was not satisfied but close, his lips and teeth were pried open, and the kiss was delicate.

The kiss was astringent at first, and then gradually became familiar.

Yue Zhezhi wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move. He couldn't breathe, couldn't suppress his disgust, and wanted to open his eyes.

The dodder-like black gas with a weak and pitiful appearance climbed upwards, blinding his eyes when he opened them.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Zhezhi felt pain in his left forearm, as if something had pierced the skin.

It was already the next morning when Yue Zhezhi woke up.

He sat on the bed in some confusion, and after a while, Yue Zhezhi quickly lifted up the sleeve of his left hand, his forearm muscles were tight and clean.

But last night he clearly felt something pierce the skin and attached to his forearm, why is there nothing?

Yue Zhezhi put down his sleeves. After he was blindfolded last night, his consciousness soon became blurred.

In the darkness, he drowsily was wrapped tightly in his arms, and someone pressed against his ear, calling his name in a hoarse voice.

"Broken branches."

"Moon broken branches."

The sound is lower than the sound, like a lover who is in the ear.

Yue Zhezhi felt uncomfortable all over, he put down his sleeves, undressed and checked himself, there was nothing, everything last night was like a dream.

But Yue Zhezhi knew it was definitely not a dream, the feeling of being controlled was like maggots attached to the bones, remaining between his lips and teeth, on his body, he frowned, dressed and got up, picked up the jade card to contact Rong Yan.

"Little brother"

After saying the words "little junior brother", Yue Zhezhi couldn't help but think of Rong Xuanji's words, and doubts welled up in his heart.

"Demon" is too similar to Rong Yan.

Although Rong Yanxiu is ruthless, and "Supreme" is even more like a stone hammer, but Yue Zhezhi quickly recalled the three times he had contact with the "monster", which is really too similar.

Yue Zhezhi thought of this, and Rong Xuanji's words kept echoing in his mind. To be honest, Rong Xuanji's state last night didn't look like he was drunk at all, but rather like blaming him.

It's just that he couldn't believe Rong Xuanji's words at all last night, it was too outrageous, it was clearly written in the book that Rong Yan is the protagonist of the Ruthless Dao.

How can you like yourself?

Doesn't liking oneself mean that the ruthless way is ruined?

Doesn't it mean that Rong Yan has a heart demon, and the "demon" and Rong Yan are the same person?

Doesn't it mean that the plot is completely deviated?

Yue Zhezhi was a little panicked, more blocked than panicked.

"Eldest brother, what do you want to do with your junior brother?"

Rong Yan's voice sounded from the side of the jade tablet, with the sound of flipping through books.

Yue Zhezhi clenched the jade tablet tightly, he took two quick breaths, put aside his panic, and pretended to be calm: "Call me by my name."

In Zangshu Pavilion, Rong Yan stopped flipping through the book: "Why?"

Yue Zhezhi's throat was tight, he looked out the window, the sky was bright: "Don't ask so many questions, just call out."

The jade tablet responded, "Junior brother knows—Yue Zhezhi?"

Yue Zhezhi's heart trembled, the voice that whispered next to his ear last night seemed to reappear, like a lover's whisper, deep and depressing.

"You call Broken Branch again."

"Broken branches?"

Yue Zhezhi's breathing was stagnant, and the unbelievable thoughts in his mind turned over, he hung up the contact, put on a mask, picked up the sword, and hurried to Guixinzong's place.

It was already very late last night, if Rong Xuanji was not in a hurry to go home, or had something to do, he would probably stay at the guest house.

Yue Zhezhi wanted to ask him to understand what he meant by what he said last night!

In Zangshu Pavilion, Tingyue Zhazhi broke contact, and Rong Yan put down the jade plaque.

He frowned slightly, looked at the book in his hand, and put it down.

Rong Yan couldn't remember what he did last night.

I just remember that when I was standing outside the door of Yue Zhezhi hesitating whether to change lanes, I realized that Yue Zhezhi was asleep, and I went into the room to look at Xia Yue Zhezhi, and then I should have left.

He doesn't remember much.

Rong Yan glanced at the jade plaque on the table, feeling a little heavy in his heart, why did he suddenly ask for his name?

What happened?

Have you encountered a "monster"?Hijacked by a "demon"?

Rong Yan's eyes turned gloomy, he put away the jade tablet, and left the Library Pavilion in a few steps.

Seeing this, the old man guarding the library pavilion looked past the disciples who were picking up books in groups of three or four, and his eyes fell on the table, where all the books and jade slips were confiscated.

The old man couldn't see that someone wouldn't accept it, so he chased out of the library and yelled loudly from behind through sound transmission: "The kid surnamed Rong comes back to the old man, put the book away!!"

"Did you hear me?"

Rong Yan didn't turn his head, and there was no one in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! This kid, you run so fast!" The old man blew his beard and stared angrily. He turned and went back to the library, and walked to the seat in the corner by the window, trying to put away the books and jade slips.

The moment his hand touched the book, the old man stopped. He picked up the book, read the contents carefully, and said to himself in doubt: "Sword Dao Heart Art? It's not a sword cultivator. Let's see what this thing does."

Yue Zhezhi went to the guest house to search around, but didn't see Rong Xuanji, and asked about the night patrol disciples last night, only to find out that Rong Xuanji had left early.

Yue Zhezhi is not familiar with Rong Xuanji, so he doesn't know where he went.

I was so restless that I pressed my forehead, Yue Zhazhi returned without success.

When he returned to his residence, he found the door was wide open.

Yue Zhezhi cautiously approached the door, looked inside, and saw a young man in white bent over and mosuo the somewhat messy quilt on the bed.

Yue Zhezhi looked carefully at the young man in white, there was no magic energy, it was Rong Yan.

"what are you doing?"

Yue Zhezhi ran her exercises and quietly came behind Rong Yan.

Rong Yan put away his hands, he turned his head and scanned Yue Zhezhi up and down, seeing that Yue Zhezhi was fine, he relaxed his nerves, and said: "Did the demon come last night? Junior brother sees some devilish energy on the bedding."

It's fine if Rong Yan doesn't say anything, but once he said it, the speculations in Yue Zhezhi's mind surged wildly.

——Rong Xuanji's words are true.

——Rong Yan likes what he likes to be ruthless.

——It gave birth to demons.

——The "demon" is Rong Yan.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't help but took two steps back, looking at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan's face was cold, his white hair was tied up with a hosta, and he had a cold and indifferent appearance, treating everything as a dog.

No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to guess.

But even so, Yue Zhezhi still couldn't eliminate the speculation.

Guessing this kind of thing, once it arises, will take root in the heart.

Yue Zhezhi withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I did come last night."

"Why didn't you contact Junior Brother?" Rong Yan was a little annoyed.

Yue Zhezhi explained: "My spiritual power has been suppressed, so I cannot contact you."

Rong Yan frowned slightly, he spread his five fingers, the five fingers were slender and powerful, the devilish energy remaining on the bedding was drawn out, and landed on his palm, as thin as a white thread.

Putting away the trace of demonic energy with his backhand, Rong Yan walked to Yue Zhezhi's side in a few steps, and clasped Yue Zhezhi's wrist.

Yue Zhezhi was thinking about those speculations, and somewhat resisted Rong Yan's approach.

Rong Yan noticed that Yue Zhezhi wanted to put his hand away, raised his eyelids, looked at Yue Zhezhi, and explained concisely: "Just to see if you were hurt by a demon."

Yue Zhezhi didn't move, he looked at Rong Yan's hand on his wrist, recalled last night, and said: "It's okay, he didn't hurt me."

Hearing this, Rong Yan frowned even tighter. He heard Yue Zhezhi mention that the monster had come twice, counting this time, it was the third time.

It doesn't hurt every time, what are you trying to figure out?

Rong Yan raised his eyes, looked at the mask on Yue Zhezhi's face, and seemed to understand again.

I'm afraid he is greedy for Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi's appearance is indeed too outstanding. Monsters like to humiliate beautiful people, regardless of gender.

Rong Yan has practiced for ten years and saw too many monsters like this, he clenched his back molars, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yue Zhezhi lowered his head, he didn't see Rong Yan's sudden change of face, he only felt the sharp pain in his left forearm that was stabbed by something last night.

He lifted up his sleeves, and was shocked to find a trace of black gas floating on the skin of his forearm.

The black gas has a very strong ability to differentiate. In the instant of differentiation, two strands grew out of one strand, and three strands climbed up to the side of his face like a dodder flower.

Yue Zhezhi noticed the black gas crawling up his face, and he was puzzled, he quickly pressed the black gas.

Rong Yan regained his clarity the moment he held down the black gas, and the black gas as thin as a dodder flower was reflected in his eyes.

Black gas clings to Yue Zhezhi's skin, and the contrast between black and white is strong.

Seeing this, Rong Yan's expression turned cold, and he resolutely pressed down on the black gas climbing out of his left forearm.

The black gas seemed to become one with Yue Zhezhi, when Rong Yan Shi Jue pressed it, Yue Zhezhi felt intense coldness and sharp pain piercing into his flesh, Yue Zhezhi's teeth trembled coldly, and tears swirled uncontrollably in his eyes.

His tears have always been uncontrollable. He obviously doesn't feel wronged sometimes, and he doesn't feel very painful, but the tears just roll out disobediently.

Rong Yan glanced at him, and loosened his fingers holding the black gas slightly: "That monster is not a good thing."

Yue Zhezhi didn't know why he said that suddenly, he raised his wet eyelids to look at Rong Yan, and said, "Of course I know he's not a good guy."

Yue Zhezhi didn't say a word, but there was severe pain in his left forearm. He looked down, and saw the black gas disappearing again, and Rong Yan held a piece of black gas that was torn off in his hand.

"Broken?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

Rong Yan looked at the black gas in his hand, he could have pulled it out just now, but for some reason, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The picture is a bit bright.

In the picture, the broken moon is huddled on the bed, the snow-white underwear is messy, and the thin, soft, dodder-like black air clings to the bedding.

Rong Yan's breathing became chaotic.

As soon as he breathed disorderly, the black gas collapsed, and he retracted Yue Zhezhi's left forearm.

"Forget it." Yue Zhezhi's voice interrupted the images that were still flashing in Rong Yan's mind, "I'll find a way to get rid of it later."

Rong Yan avoided his sight and stabilized his disordered breathing: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

Moon Broken Branch: ""

"I didn't control the strength well." Rong Yan was in a state of confusion, he raised his hand to crush the magic energy, and re-activated his spiritual power.

The black gas is cunning and hidden very deeply, Rong Yan searched for a long time before re-finding the small half of the retracted black gas.He deliberately didn't look at the painting that appeared when he pulled the black gas, and directly peeled it off.

The moment it was stripped off, a more colorful picture flashed in Rong Yan's mind.

He saw that the clothes of Yue Zhezhi, who still hadn't woken up, were pushed away by the black gas like dodder, and something was speaking vaguely.

Rong Yan is not stupid, two times in a row, he naturally knew that the image that flashed in his mind was what the demon did to Yue Zhezhi last night.

Integrating things into the black gas and leaving it on Yue Zhezhi, is this marking Yue Zhezhi?

What is he worthy of?

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