The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

"You... remember everything?"

Si Ruochen was still very weak, being held in his arms powerlessly, his voice was intermittent, but Ji Qinglin could hear him clearly.

"Yes……"

"It's all...remembered...clearly."

Ji Qinglin's hands trembled slightly, but he hugged him even tighter, and said in an unsteady tone:

"Then it seems that after I go back, I have to pour another bowl of medicine for you, and forget it all again..."

He pursed his lips, and said indifferently: "Anyway, it's just a re-acquaintance, the big deal, I'll chase you one more time."

A violent cough ripped out of Si Ruochen's throat, causing Ji Qinglin to frown, hugged his back and patted him carefully.

"Even if you are so angry that you cough up your lungs today, I will still give you the medicine that should be administered, so calm down."

Si Ruochen's head was buried on his chest, and the warm blood that spewed out wet his clothes, and his lips became paler after losing too much blood.

With difficulty, he raised his head and glanced at Ji Qinglin. His expression was solemn, and the sword in his hand was covered with black and red blood.

"Don't be touched by that blood..."

Ji Qinglin lowered his head, thinking that he thought the blood of the corpse was dirty, so he avoided the blood on purpose, and didn't get a drop of it.

Cursing her lips, she sneered proudly, "You've become more and more pampered by me now..."

Before he finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, and finally realized that something was wrong!

Ji Qinglin clearly remembered that he had buried these corpses underground for more than ten years, and when Mo Song and the others unintentionally dug them out, they were clearly mummified corpses. Where did the blood come from?

So Si Ruochen didn't let him touch the blood, not because he disliked the bad smell, and there was something wrong with the blood!

His expression froze immediately, and he shouted to the rest of the people: "Don't be stained by the blood of those corpses!"

Everyone raised their heads when they heard the sound, and didn't ask why, they all subconsciously followed suit, dodging the bloody water, but this made it even more uncomfortable, and the beating became more timid.

"Quick, go back to the city immediately!"

Ji Qinglin hugged Si Ruochen and crossed the crowd of corpses who were staring at him. His lightness kung fu was excellent, and he soared into the air without any use of force. When passing by Mo Song, he used his internal energy to turn into a long whip, wrapping it around his waist to hold him together. take away.

Mo Zhu and Bai Yue were farther away from Si Ruochen, and there were not many corpses, so they quickly got away and flew towards Pingyang Pass, leaving the corpses far behind.

Liu Yihan was the only one left on the edge of the whole barren valley, he had already entered the depths of the enemy just now in order to pull Mo Song back, and now it was impossible to come out no matter what.

Mo Song's gaze brushed past him, his eyes gradually widened, and he stared at him fixedly, seeing his lips open and close, but there was no sound.

But Mo Song just knew what he was talking about.

"Go, don't look back."

Liu Yihan was extremely fortunate at this moment, fortunate that he didn't like him that much.

In the current situation, if he turned around, the two of them would have no way out except to die together.

Liu Yihan gradually ran out of energy, and those corpses seemed to be tireless, attacking more and more fiercely, he could only dodge in embarrassment, the blood on his body included his own blood, and some blood splashed on his body as the long sword cut across the corpses.

The black and red blood stains were icy cold, and the wound that fell on his body was so cold that his wound became numb, and the pain became much weaker.

Ji Qinglin was flying towards Pingyang Pass quickly, but suddenly he felt the hand holding Mo Song loose, and when he turned his head, he saw the long whip transformed from internal force was cut off with a single knife, and once Mo Song broke free, he headed in the direction of Liu Yihan Run over desperately.

"Mo Song! Come back! Don't be courting death!" Ji Qinglin stopped and turned around, glaring at Mo Song's galloping back.

It wasn't that he didn't save Liu Yihan, but that once he went back, he would be instantly entangled by those corpses, and Si Ruochen's weak breathing was convulsed, as if he was about to die soon.

He didn't dare to gamble.

Mo Song looked back at him fixedly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled brightly under the dazzling sunlight.

"My lord!" He called Ji Qinglin, "I used to choose you, this time you let me choose him too!"

If you can't live together in this life, let's die together.

Compared to living to see him marry someone else, this ending is more satisfying for him.

He took a fixed look at Ji Qinglin, and rushed towards Liu Yihan without looking back.

Ji Qing stared at him dyingly, and closed his eyes.

Forget it, if Liu Yihan is really dead, he may not live happily.

Since life is better than death, it is better to die with death.

Liu Yi looked coldly at the swarming corpses, spat out the blood from his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the blood splattered on his face, raised the blood-stained long sword in front of him, and stood with his hands behind his back.

His torn robe was rattled by the long wind, and he stepped on the sand. In the current situation where he was facing the enemy, he was still extraordinarily calm, as if he was willing to accept the ending of death.

until he heard a voice.

"Liu Yihan!"

His eyes froze for a moment, and then the calmness on his face shattered like a mask, followed by the panic visible to the naked eye that kept climbing up.

He suddenly turned his head, staring at Mo Song who was supposed to leave as if he had seen a ghost.

His pale lips trembled a little, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he glared and cursed:

"Who told you to come back! Go!"

He cried out in a panic:

"I have no right to control you, and you also have no right to come back! Since last night, we have no relationship!"

Mo Song kicked away the approaching corpse, cut off his head instead, turned his head to avoid the spilled black and red blood, took the time to snort in Liu Yihan's direction:

"Who said it doesn't matter? Before you get married to Lianhua, you are mine!"

Liu Yihan was stunned, and regained consciousness instantly after being almost slapped on the head by a corpse, picked up a knife from the ground with his left hand and thrust it into the corpse forcefully, making it stop.

He gritted his teeth and said innocently:

"Go away! Aren't you ashamed to chase after a married woman?"

He originally wanted to stay away from Mo Song, but when he raised his head, Mo Song had rushed into the middle of the corpses, and his heart was in his throat in fright.

"Don't move! You don't move! Wait for me to pass!"

He dodged the approaching sword, rolled on the spot, endured the severe pain in his body, and jumped towards Mo Song vigorously.

The moment he landed, there was another wave of life-and-death struggle. He was obviously exhausted just now, but he didn't know where the strength came from, supporting him to keep moving towards Mo Song.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the two finally stuck together, back to back.

Liu Yihan panted heavily.

"You shouldn't come back, you're courting death if you come back."

With a knife wound on his face, Mo Song was fearless in the face of the crowd of corpses staring at him, and there was even an unconcealable madness in his eyes.

"Liu Yihan." He suddenly shouted, "It's so good now, anyway, you and I are going to die, and you don't have to worry about the troubles of the world anymore, so I'll ask you..."

"do you like me?"

Liu Yihan didn't answer.

But Mo Song was one step ahead of him. In the middle of the corpses, at the moment of life and death, he hugged his neck and bit his pale lips fiercely, biting the corner of his mouth, letting the strong smell of blood spread between the two of them. Mouth spread.

Liu Yihan's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils shrank.

This kiss with a breath of death was about to break, and Mo Song shouted in his ear:

"I like you!"

"This time, I choose you! I am willing to bury you and die with you!"

This time, he is willing to choose himself...

Liu Yihan was still dealing with the tide of corpses, with many injuries on his body, but he didn't seem to feel any pain anymore, his mind was full of that kiss, that deafening words.

"...Say it again." He stared at Mo Song, his Adam's apple rolling.

What he wants has always been that he can look back once and choose himself firmly once, that's all.

Mo Song smiled at him, and said softly:

"In your next life, you will marry me..."

The overwhelming blood no longer felt glaring, instead it looked like the red silk that was specially spread for them, the red was gorgeous and eye-catching.

Liu Yihan hugged him tightly, allowing a knife to be inserted into his ribs, and said with a smile: "I don't want to wait for the next life, I just want to now, the bridal chamber has already passed, and from this moment on, you are the one in my life." wife!"

Mo Song was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Anyway, they were destined to die here, and Liu Yihan couldn't go back alive to marry Lianhua to fulfill his promise, so let him be more selfish and take this title, anyway, apart from the two of them, no one else would know about it.

Finally exhausted, unable to muster any more strength, Liu Yihan hugged him in his arms and blocked most of the attacks for him.

He closed his eyes, his whole body was weak, and he was so tired that he was about to give up.

Finally, he glanced at Liu Yihan with red eyes, called his name softly, and was thinking of saying his last words, although Liu Yihan also wanted to die with him, but this process had to go through it all over again.

Just when they were about to speak, the group of corpses that were swarming around them suddenly turned around, as if they were attracted by something, and rushed towards that direction like crazy, leaving their tired legs behind. On the ground, two people staring at each other.

"This... is this... Tired of playing?" Mo Song lay on the ground, not wanting to move, his head resting on Liu Yihan's lap.

"I don't know, but looking in that direction, it's Pingyang Pass." Liu Yihan was better than him, sitting on the ground and thinking.

Looking at the empty sandy land, he was suddenly pulled back from the gate of hell, and his expression was a little dazed, and he has not recovered yet.

He lowered his head to look at the man lying on his lap who was in a state of distress and closed his eyes with a tired face. He seemed to feel a little unreal, so he lowered his head and kissed Mo Song's lips lightly.

When the warm touch came up, his cold heart suddenly warmed up.

Fortunately, they are still alive.

Seeing Mo Song opened, Liu Yihan raised his head subconsciously and left, but Mo Song shot like lightning, pulling his head down again with strength from nowhere, and stared at him:

"You want to run away after kissing? How can you be so irresponsible! You don't want to go back on your word now, do you?"

Liu Yihan smiled, "No, I won't regret it."

He lowered his head, kissed Mo Song's lips again and again, sank soberly.He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Once the heart that indulges oneself is indulged, how can it be taken back by saying that you can take it back? What you said at the beginning is crazy, and you should be yourself when you wake up.

Mo Song responded to him, feeling an unprecedented joy from the frolic and entanglement between his lips and tongue, the tingling sensation spread all over his body like an electric current, and he was short of breath from being kissed, so he couldn't help but tighten Liu Yihan's clothes...

On the other side, Ji Qinglin stared at the crowd of corpses rushing towards here like crazy, his eyes were dumbfounded, not knowing what happened.

It wasn't until he smelled a strong smell of blood in his nostrils that he lowered his head, only to find that the place on Si Ruochen's body that had slowly stopped bleeding just now was torn apart fiercely, and the glaring blood flowed on the ground, accompanied by Strong bloody smell.

"What did you do?" Ji Qinglin's voice trembled.

Si Ruochen was weak as if he was going to die at any moment, but he still held his breath.

He looked at the approaching corpses, and said to Ji Qinglin:

"Didn't you find it?"

"It's me they want."