The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

"Sir?"

The maid called for Si Ruochen who was standing still.

"I am fine."

Packing up her mood, she walked to Hua Ningyu's side.

Feeling the strange atmosphere around her, Hua Ningyu shuddered all over, and after seeing the person, she said in surprise:

"Young Master? You..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Si Ruochen staring at Zhu Lan's eyes with red light in his pupils. After a while, Zhu Lan's mood gradually calmed down.

"It's ok, she won't be disturbed by nightmares these days."

Hua Ningyu looked at him gratefully.

"Thank you."

Si Ruochen stood up and waved his hands, staring at Zhu Lan's sleeping face.

"No, she is also my clan, and it is only natural for me to help her."

Hua Ningyu suddenly fell to her knees.

"Can you please teach me this method, my lord? I know this request is too much, but I really can't bear to see her in so much pain."

Si Ruochen used his internal strength to lift him up.

"It's not that I don't want to teach it, but that this is the inherent ability of mermaids. It can create illusions and dreams for humans. I just created a dream for her to drive away nightmares, but this ability can't help it." professor."

Hua Ningyu knew that Si Ruochen would not lie to her, so she didn't insist.

Instead, seeing his bad expression, he suddenly remembered something.

"I have a pool in the apricot forest, which is very beneficial to the sharks. It can calm the mind and calm down. I see that the young master looks gloomy. If you don't mind, you can go there to relax."

Si Ruochen wanted to refuse, but he didn't want to go back, and he didn't know where to go. It seemed that staying here was a good choice.

Besides, he really needs a place where he can calm down.

"Thank you very much then."

"You take the son to go."

After giving orders to the maid just now, Hua Ningyu took Zhu Lan and left.

Seeing the clear water in the pool, Si Ruochen really felt better.

"Go down, I'm fine here alone."

"Yes."

"and many more."

Si Ruochen thought about it.

"Bring some of the wine I drank last time."

The maid frowned.

"That wine is very strong. Are you sure you want it? How about I change it for some fruit wine?"

"That's it, let's go."

The maid hesitated for a while, seeing that he was suffering, she didn't dare to persuade him any more.

"Yes, slave, go here."

When he was alone, Si Ruochen dived directly into the water without taking off his clothes, and soon a long fish tail appeared in the water. The beautiful scales were scattered under the bright moonlight, making ripples like A pool of silver light was shattered.

The cold pool water wraps the hot body and brings a little comfort.

Si Ruochen groaned comfortably.

He lay on his back in the water, and all he could think of was Ji Qinglin.

Suddenly, there was a sound in his ears. He thought it was the maid who had just returned, but when he opened his eyes and looked at the person he least wanted to see, he was so tired that he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

"How is it? Does it feel good to be abandoned again?"

Chu Yuan was dressed in a milky white robe, leaning against an apricot tree, looking proudly at the people in the water.

He had returned to his original appearance at this moment, and that face somewhat similar to his own made Si Ruochen feel even more resentful.

But he no longer has the strength to argue with Chu Yuan anymore. After all, he lost in this competition, and he lost completely.

Even Chu Yuan didn't need to do anything, he just stood there without doing anything, and he could easily win everything he had worked so hard for.

"You didn't come here just to ridicule me, did you? Or do you want to take revenge on Mount Huang and kill me?"

"Kill you?" Chu Yuan laughed, "You don't understand your own value too much. You are the most perfect experimental product I have created. How can I be willing?"

Si Ruochen suddenly stretched out his hand, put his fingers together, and slid across his wrist, blood gushed out of it instantly.

Putting the injured wrist in mid-air, the wound kept bleeding, as if he was taunting Chu Yuan severely.

"Perfect? ​​I'm afraid your calculation was wrong. I did not inherit the healing ability of the nightmare. You have been planning for so long, but in the end you are nothing but a loser."

Chu Yuan looked at the bleeding wound and clenched his teeth tightly.

Suddenly he laughed again.

"The experiment is not over yet, and it's too early to draw conclusions. Although I don't know what you did to yourself to suppress the poisonous erosion, I am sure that you will be my most perfect masterpiece."

Si Ruochen didn't want to see this lunatic, so he closed his eyes.

But Chu Yuan didn't intend to let him go.

"I can't take it anymore? From now on, you still have to look at me and your master singing in harmony. I will kiss him, hug him, and get entangled with him. What you have done with him, I will do the same in the future." Do the same with him, even more intimate than you."

Si Ruochen's fingers were hidden under the water, clasping his scales firmly, the blood seeped into the water silently, but he didn't seem to notice, a few scales sank quietly to the bottom of the water.

"Not only will you not be able to get Ji Qinglin, but even the position of Young Pavilion Master has been promised to me by the Pavilion Master. You are doomed to lose everything you want in this life. You are doomed to be a loser!"

Si Ruochen raised his head slowly, his eyes were terribly cold.

"You are so confident that the position of Young Pavilion Master will be yours?"

"if not?"

Si Ruochen stared into his eyes.

"I have a way to make Ji Qinglin belong to me. I just don't want to, not can't, because he likes you, and I lost to him, not you. The position of Young Pavilion Master is only your turn after I gave up. That's all, as long as I think about it, it's still mine, so what are you?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yuan suddenly screamed.

Falling from the tree, his face was full of panic.

Si Ruochen curled his lips into a smile.

"Remember next time, don't look me in the eyes, I'm not sure if I'm in a bad mood, I can kill you in the illusion. Get out."

Chu Yuan gave him a hard look, then climbed over the wall and left.

The maid brought the wine after a while, and Si Ruochen picked up the bottle and began to drink heavily.

The maid looked at him helplessly, but didn't dare to step forward to dissuade him, stomped her feet, turned and left in a hurry.

Si Ruochen drank one bottle after another, but his mind became clearer.

Obviously not like this.

Last time he clearly drank a few bottles and became groggy, and he didn't even know how to get back.

But why does this wine look fake today?

Those pains can't be forgotten at all, but the memory of Ji Qinglin is more and more clear.

Even the past and present lives are mixed together, and the memory is confused.

Suddenly remembering that when he was a child, he was afraid of the cold and refused to get out of bed in winter, so Ji Qinglin brought him food to feed him.

And he likes red maple, Ji Qinglin planted maple trees in his yard.

There are a lot more……

At that time, he seemed to respond to his needs, why did he change later?

Drunken and dizzy after drinking, he couldn't stop thinking about why, but he deliberately refused to admit that Ji Qinglin in this life no longer liked him.

In the end, the memory stayed on Ji Qinglin's lonely tomb, as if he had finally found the answer.

Ji Qinglin was already dead, at his hands.

Desperation and regret surrounded him at this moment, and he was immersed in it, almost suffocating.

Dead, he was really dead.

His Ji Qing was dying.

Sinking his head into the water, he didn't even think about struggling.

He is going to find Ji Qinglin.

He doesn't want to stay here alone!

The pool water covered his mouth and nose, and the whole world became quiet, including his restless heart.

In the next second, a pair of hands stretched out, grabbed his collar and pulled him out of the water.

Even looking at last Ji Qinglin's angry eyes, he couldn't wake up much.

Still struggling.

"Let go of me, you let me go!"

Ji Qinglin looked at a large pile of empty wine bottles lying on the ground next to him, and was glad that the maid called him in the room just now, otherwise when he came tomorrow, it would be his body that he picked up.

"Thank you, I will do the rest by myself, you can go back and rest."

"Yes, the slave retire."

Ji Qinglin lifted the man to the shore, but seeing that the man was about to slide down again, he slapped his tail hard, and his hands became sticky.

One of the scales on Si Ruochen's tail was pulled out violently, revealing the pale flesh and blood underneath.

Ji Qing had a sudden cardiac arrest and didn't say a word for a long time.

He is the only one here, besides him, Ji Qinglin can't think of anyone else who can pull out his scales.

Resisting the urge to slap this man to death, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Stay here obediently, don't force me to tie you up."

Turning around and sinking into the pool, at the bottom of the water where Si Ruochen was caught just now, he finally found those few scales covered with flesh and blood.

Holding it tightly in the palm of my hand, I swam back to the shore again.

It turned out that the person lying there in good condition was gone!

Where did this drunk go? !

Ji Qinglin hurried to look for him, and saw him lying on a small mound, muttering something.

Ji Qinglin walked over and wanted to pull him up, but when he got closer, he heard him calling his name to the little bumpkin.

Crying and shouting, it is still miserable.

It made him wonder if he was really dead.

Putting the drunken face in front of him, he roared angrily:

"Are you blind? Don't you see me here?!"

Si Ruochen took a serious look at him, pushed him away, and continued to hug his mound.

"You're not, he's dead, he's gone!"

Ji Qinglin: "..."

Although he knew that he was angry and said that on purpose, every time he called Master to that dirtbag, Ji Qinglin would pierce his heart.

He would feel that what Si Ruochen called out was the real dead Ji Qinglin, the original owner, not him.

Even though he knew it was impossible, he was still very angry.

Si Ruochen was still crying sadly there.

"Give him back to me, give him back to me!"

Ji Qinglin looked at him in despair.

"Shut up! You shut up!"

It wasn't until the mouth was tightly sealed with lips that the desperate voice finally stopped.

Then raise your palm to knock people out.

He left Huayuju with the man in his arms, went straight to Si Ruochen's room, changed him into clean clothes, covered him with a quilt, turned and left.

Go back to your own room, get into the quilt, desperately trying to fall asleep, and fall asleep, so that you won't keep repeating that sentence in your mind:

he died!he died!Give him back to me!

Don't think, sleep, sleep!

In such self-torture, he finally fell asleep in the second half of the night. Perhaps subconsciously, he didn't want to wake up and face all this. He slept until noon.

Until Mo Song opened the door and came in, watching him hesitate to speak.

Ji Qinglin wiped his face.

"What's the matter, just tell me, I don't believe there can be worse things."

Mo Song frowned.

"The master of the young pavilion came to pay his respects to the prince."

"Who are you talking about?"

Ji Qinglin's hands froze, he turned his face, and saw a man in a fine attire walking in from the door.

From the moment he saw that face, he couldn't hear anything at all.