The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

The snow-white shirt couldn't see the background color, and the sword on Murong Qi's chest had been pulled out and thrown to the ground, and it fell neatly with the broken sword that hurt Jun Tianyao, dripping with blood, the same sword , stained with his blood, also stained with his blood, thought that there was no emotion, no hesitation in my heart, and I began to feel pain little by little, not very intense, but like a finger, in my heart Up, slowly, slowly, to suffocate him.

Murong Qi remained motionless, as if he was in a daze, taking advantage of this moment of stupefaction, Jun Tianyao's figure was like a gust of wind, and he pressed against the man's chest, and then, his blood-smelling fingers brushed against his pockmarked acupoints After that, he quickly clicked on several large acupoints on the man's chest that connected to the blood vessels, and the bleeding was almost stopped.

After all this was done, Jun Tianyao breathed a sigh of relief, his tall and straight figure staggered a bit, not standing firmly.

Murong Qi came back to his senses, the first thing he did was to take a step forward and support Jun Tianyao's unsteady body.

He lowered his head to look at Jun Tianyao's hideous scar on his upper body that was about to be covered with blood, and immediately stretched his hand into his arms. He remembered that he was still carrying the golden sore medicine that Xue Yuyan prepared for him. He forgot Forgot Xue Yuyan, forgot the emotion that he had not hesitated to die just now, forgot his deep-rooted hatred and paranoia for the man in front of him, his hand was steady and abnormal, and he flicked the cork lightly with his thumb, faintly The cool aroma of the golden sore medicine filled the air, covering up some of the sweet smell of blood.

However, when the porcelain bottle in Murongqi's hand poured down, and the powder was about to fall on Jun Tianyao, the man took a step back instead, avoiding the powder, the jade-colored powder scattered in the air, and his upper body was already very tight. It was a hideous wound, and it was even more terrifying because of the continuous overflow of blood. If you looked closely, you could see the rolled up flesh and the slender blood vessels.

"Do you want to die!"

Murong Qi held the porcelain bottle with only half of the medicine powder left in one hand, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, his face was gloomy.

Jun Tianyao tilted his body, leaning against an arhat statue. Even when he was in such a mess, his posture was lazy and comfortable, with a faint smile on his lips, which could not hide his joy: "You are worried about me. !"

He used an affirmative sentence, Murong Qi's hand tightened, for a moment, he wanted to smash the porcelain bottle in his hand, and let the man in front of him who never knew what to do die here like this, Also quiet.

"Life for life!"

Murong Qi's voice was low and muffled, as if he was forcing his own voice from his chest, but the movement of his hand was not slow, his left hand grabbed the man who was still trying to avoid him, and with a tear, he pulled Jun There was a big tear in the tattered clothes on Tianyao's body. The blood-stained white clothes split from the front and slid down the man's smooth shoulders to his waist. Feeling the cold air, shivering and trembling slightly, there is something pitiful and lovely.

Murong Qi grabbed a corner of the shirt and loosened it with five fingers. With a sound of brushing, Jun Tianyao's clothes slid down faster and reached his waist in an instant, completely revealing the man's slender and powerful waist, following the perfect curve of his waist Sliding down, the white underpants blocked the more beautiful scenery, and also resisted the probing eyes of outsiders.

Murong Qi looked away uncomfortably, Jun Tianyao's smile became more joyful, he put his hand on the belt around his waist, and rubbed his fingers: "Do you want me to show you more?"

His upper body leaned forward slightly, as if he was going to lean over to kiss the man actively, his brows and eyes were full of seductive temptation, with a sultry aura, he was in a very good mood now, even with the serious condition on his body I don't feel any pain in the wound, because Murong Qi cares about him, Murong Qi will turn red at his ears, Murong Qi, he can still bring this man back, between them, before the end, the relationship between them For a while, Xue Yuyan would only be one of the obstacles, an obstacle that must be eradicated, Jun Tianyao's curled eyelashes blinked provocatively a few times, but it concealed the murderous intent buried deep in his eyes.

He was very proud, he was very happy, the feeling of regaining what was lost made Jun Tianyao subconsciously seduce men with the appearance and posture that had captivated Murong Qi, but on his face, there was a pure smile like a warm spring sun.

Jun Tianyao is very good at making use of his own conditions, and he is also very good at seizing the opportunity and grasping people's hearts. However, he ignored the current situation of himself and Murong Qi, and the smell of blood came to his nostrils. No matter how much charming thoughts he had, he dissipated all of a sudden. Murong Qi frowned, forming a melancholy Sichuan shape. He ignored Jun Tianyao's abnormal behavior, and just pressed the man's veins, and then held the medicine bottle in his hand tightly. Jun Tianyao's wound spattered down mercilessly, the sharp pain made Jun Tianyao's body tremble violently, his face paled and lost his blood color: "Ah Qi, do you want to hurt?" kill me?"

Gritting his teeth, Jun Tianyao acted as if the life-and-death fight between them just now was a complete joke.

This kind of Jun Tianyao made Murong Qi's softened heart harden in an instant. They will come to where they are today. In the final analysis, it is Jun Tianyao who doesn't care about anything and can't be completely fettered by anything. With a wandering heart, Murong Qi could no longer trust the man in front of him.

"It's a pity that I didn't take the opportunity to kill you just now..."

After Murong Qi evenly sprinkled the last bit of medicine powder on the wound on Jun Tianyao's body, he stood up straight, shook his head, and seemed to say a word inadvertently.

Jun Tianyao didn't notice the coldness in the man's eyes, but as if he had won a great victory, there was a faint but extremely beautiful smile on his lips, and he raised one hand slightly, wanting to touch Murong Abandoned cheeks: "So, you can't bear it now?"

"Yes, I can't bear it!"

Murong Qi openly admitted that at the moment when Jun Tianyao's smile widened, he stretched out his hand and pushed the man fiercely, and tapped the acupuncture point on the man's chest, immobilizing him, leaving behind, Jun Tianyao couldn't believe it. In his eyes, he bumped his body towards the arhat statue just now, while Murong Qi turned around without hesitation: "Don't appear in front of me again in the future, otherwise, I don't know if I will Could not bear!"

"Why? We can start over!" Jun Tianyao's shoulder bumped against the corner of the Arhat statue. Although it was painful, unexpectedly, the acupuncture points that Murong Qi touched loosened a bit.