The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

Because of the angle, he, who is in this direction, can clearly see the intimate bodies of the two.He watched Pan Jinlian's slender white hands sink into his elder brother's black hair.

The round and delicate fingertips were entangled by black hair, just like Pan Jinlian and her elder brother, they were inseparable.

This kind of cognition made Wu Song feel a little depressed.

His lips were tightly closed into a cold straight line, and his jaw line was even more tense. Even the hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into a fist.

In fact, this is not the first time that Wu Song has bumped into his eldest brother and Pan Jinlian being intimate, but every time he bumps into each other, the impact on him is more severe.

His eyes fell on the two people in the pavilion, watching Pan Jinlian's hand stroke the back of the elder brother's head, and then wrap his arms around the elder brother's neck.

Wu Song had no doubts at all, if he moved closer at this moment, he would be able to hear the sound of the two kissing.

Standing where he was, Wu Song felt as if his heart had been lightly pricked by a thin and long needle, and also felt as if a thorn was stuck in his throat, which could not go up or down, making him feel uncomfortable. Feel stuffy.

He should turn around immediately and leave wisely.

However, Wu Song's footsteps did not move a bit.

This feeling is very similar to the last time he saw his eldest brother and Pan Jinlian kissing in the room.But compared with the last time, this time he felt more deeply and had a greater impact on him.

Last time, he was flustered, and more, he wanted to escape.

But this time, Wu Song had an urge to step forward and separate the two.

He wanted to stop the two from kissing, wanted to stop them from continuing to be intimate.

This change of mood surprised Wu Song, but at the same time, he also felt a subtle pleasure.Perhaps after he was attracted by Pan Jinlian, some kind of madness had penetrated into his bones.

The desire to compete at this moment, like a surging sea wave, swept across his limbs and bones in an instant.

It seems that the strings of reason are stretched to the maximum.

Wu Song's eyes gradually darkened and sank.

He just stood there, quietly staring at the two people who were kissing in the pavilion.

The halo of the sunset shone from the sky, passed through the leaves, and mottled onto Wu Song's body, making his face at the junction of light and shadow, adding a sense of darkness and unpredictability.

And the pavilion is here.

Both Wu Zhi and Fu Zhenhong sensed that someone was looking at them.

At this time, in this courtyard, the only person who will look at them is Wu Song.

Fu Zhenhong didn't care about this, or to Fu Zhenhong, such stimulation was actually beneficial for him to attack Wu Song.So he naturally pretended not to know anything.

As for Wu Zhi, Wu Song's prying aroused a strong possessive desire in his heart, and at the same time, the kiss on his lips became more and more violent.

Wu Zhi is taking this to declare his sovereignty.

Since Wu Song is looking at this side, he will let his younger brother take a good look at how he is intimate with Pan Jinlian. He wants Wu Song to realize that his relationship with Pan Jinlian cannot allow others to interfere.

So, with the three of them having their own thoughts, the kissing and snooping went on quietly.

A few minutes later, Wu Zhi stopped kissing, held Fu Zhenhong in his arms, and let Fu Zhenhong lean her face on his shoulder.

While breathing calmly, he stroked Fu Zhenhong's hair from top to bottom.And his gaze fell obliquely ahead, through the mottled light and shadow, and looked at Wu Song standing under the tree.

Wu Song raised his eyes to meet Wu Zhi's gaze.

The eyes of the two collided silently.

Wu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wu Song's expression remained unchanged.

At the moment when their eyes met, the two brothers of the Wu family, who used to depend on each other for life, finally had a disagreement.The distance of more than ten meters is like the distance between them.

Some things have changed in silence.

After a while, Wu Zhi took the lead to look away.He lowered his head slightly, lowered his dark eyes to look at Fu Zhenhong in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Wu Song is over there."

Due to the passionate kiss just now, Wu Zhi's voice sounded deeper than normal, even though he had calmed down his heavy breathing, there was still a trace of hoarseness in his voice.

At this moment, the words whispered in Fu Zhenhong's ears added a bit of magnetism.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes and looked obliquely forward.

Wu Song was walking towards them.

After Wu Song came over, Wu Zhi let go of Fu Zhenhong's hand and stopped holding Fu Zhenhong.However, although Wu Zhi's arm was retracted, he held Fu Zhenhong's hand and played with it gently.

Wu Zhi raised his eyelids, looked at Wu Song who was standing one meter away from them, and said aloud, "What? I suddenly remembered that there is still something to say?"

Wu Song hummed in a low voice.

Wu Zhi: "What's the matter?"

Wu Song said: "A friend I know is very good at spices. I'm going to ask him. I'm sure I can find a clue about the source of the fragrance."

Wu Zhi nodded slightly: "Okay." He said that he didn't ask much about who Wu Song's friend was.

Seeing Wu Zhi's reply, Wu Song turned and left.

This time, I really had to go all the way to the main hall without turning around or turning back.

Not long after, Wu Zhi and Fu Zhenhong also passed by.

Wu Zhi said to Wu Song: "Stay here for dinner."

Wu Song nodded.

At this point, there is still some time before dinner.

In order to facilitate things tonight, Wu Song is going to find out the route to the homes of the three suicide victims.

Because Jin Jiawei was only in charge of Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi, they did not follow when Wu Song walked out of the house.

Wu Song figured out the route in the shortest time, and then deliberately bought some sake and pastries at the vendors' stalls.

When returning to the courtyard, Jin Jiawei glanced at the cakes and flagon in Wu Song's hands, and let him in without asking any further questions.

Wu Song has a good memory. He came to the study and quickly drew the route.He drew two copies, one for Wu Zhi and one for Fu Zhenhong.

But Fu Zhenhong didn't pick it up, but looked at Wu Zhi who was holding the blueprint to see the route, and said, "Wu Zhi just remember it, I'll follow him."

Wu Song didn't speak, and silently took back the blueprint he handed over.

Wu Zhi raised his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Obviously, Fu Zhenhong's words were quite useful to him.

Wu Song held the drawing in his hand, crumpled it up expressionlessly, and threw it into the wooden bucket of paper scraps.

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The time for dinner was set at the quarter of Xu o'clock.

After the three of them finished their dinner, the sky was completely dark.

However, since the time of action was set at the second quarter of the Hai hour, there was still about an hour before the set time.

Fu Zhenhong had nothing to do, so she sat on the swing that Wu Zhi built for him in the yard, swinging on the swing from time to time.

He has been in this world for some time.Compared with those worlds that were mostly spiritual and weird, this resort world was relatively dull for Fu Zhenhong.

There is no conspiracy, no fighting, and no collapse of the world.

Fu Zhenhong usually visits bookstores and looks at picture books, which is not boring.But if this kind of life goes on for a long time, for Fu Zhenhong, it will eventually be a bit boring.

Fortunately, the three sudden suicides today made Fu Zhenhong somewhat interested.

He really wanted to see if someone was deliberately pretending to be a ghost behind this, or there really were some supernatural and mysterious souls.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids slightly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

At this time, Wu Zhi walked up to Fu Zhenhong's side, and asked while pushing the swing: "What are you thinking?"

Fu Zhenhong said: "I'm thinking about the so-called evil god." After saying that, Fu Zhenhong looked towards the ground ahead, his eyes fell on the reflection of himself and Wu Zhi: "Look, your shadow is very shallow."

His words seemed to be spoken casually, but also seemed to imply some deep meaning.

Wu Zhi's body paused, and his whole body tensed up for a moment.

The next second, Fu Zhenhong got off the swing, walked up to Wu Zhi, stretched out his hand to caress Wu Zhi's cheek, and asked inexplicably, "So are you a human, or a soul?"

Wu Zhi was silent for a few seconds, then covered the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand with his hands, fixed Fu Zhenhong's eyes and said: "It's a human being, and it's also a soul."

Fu Zhenhong laughed suddenly, "You know, I like you to be more honest."

Hearing this, Wu Zhi stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong, and then his eyelashes moved slightly, as if he had made up his mind, and replied in a low voice: "My answer is not a lie, I have done it for a while. People have also been souls for a while, so in the end, they became the me I am now."

After hearing this, Fu Zhenhong smiled with satisfaction.

He took the initiative to put a kiss on Wu Zhi's lips, and said to Wu Zhi: "I like you very much."

Wu Zhi said: "Is it just like it?"

Fu Zhenhong said: "The degree of response you want depends on how you behave."

Wu Zhi smiled: "I know."

Fu Zhenhong sat back on the swing again, and then patted the seat beside her.

Wu Zhi complied with his wishes and sat beside him.

Time passed slowly.

Hour two quarters.

Wu Song jumped onto the roof first. Seeing the six guards in golden armor standing outside the door, he signaled Wu Zhi and Fu Zhenhong with his eyes.

Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi looked at each other, and then Fu Zhenhong also flew up.

Although Wu Song was already prepared in his heart, after all, when he was eating, he learned from his elder brother that they all know martial arts, but at this moment, when Wu Song saw with his own eyes that Pan Jinlian was so relaxed, he went up to the roof with lightness kung fu. , still very surprised.

He could feel that Pan Jinlian's qinggong was very good, even far surpassing him who practiced martial arts all year round.

Wu Song's eyes could not help flashing a touch of thought.

At this time, Wu Zhi followed closely on the roof.Wu Song took advantage of the situation to look at Wu Zhi who was flying down. Under the cool night, the elder brother's figure looked a little dark.

Wu Song met Wu Zhi's gaze, and at this moment, he once again realized deeply that the current eldest brother is no longer the eldest brother he was familiar with before.

He had no way of knowing what happened to his eldest brother during the years he left.

But he is very clear that they are constantly changing.Now, although there is still a blood relationship between him and his eldest brother, it is nothing more than that.

Wu Zhi lowered his voice and said, "Go down first." After finishing speaking, he put on the mask for Fu Zhenhong, and then put on the mask for himself.