"On the afternoon of the 27th of this month, a vicious wounding incident occurred in this city. Because of emotional entanglements with his girlfriend Sun, Huang committed revenge and murder to vent his anger. He drove a black Toyota to his girlfriend Sun's residence and brutally killed her. After committing the crime, Huang A certain car fled the scene and hit passers-by while driving, killing 4 people and injuring 12 people..."

"The following is a quick news. At 17 o'clock this morning, during the enrollment process of XX Kindergarten, Liu was attacked with a knife, causing 10 children to be injured, of which 6 were slightly injured, 1 were seriously injured, and [-] was critically injured... "

"......"

"Recently, there have been a number of vicious wounding incidents in this city. I would like to appeal to the general public..."

Lin Chao sighed and turned off the TV.

It can be said that people are in panic these few days. The whole city of Z is shrouded in a haze. .

And the entire Celestial Masters Association was also in a hurry, hastily dispatched the Celestial Masters from Lin City to send more people, and after several days of busy work, at least the situation was temporarily suppressed and helped.

However, before the ruins were removed for a day, the sword hung above his head all day long, and no one knew when it would fall down.

When the situation slowed down, Dong Wei dispatched more people to search for Xu's whereabouts. Now Xu's breath is extremely unstable, and he can still touch some traces of him, but every time they arrive, Xu has already fled.

In the past few days, Zhao Duzhi came once, fell asleep after saying a few words, and then left without stopping when the phone rang.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, his footsteps stopped, as if he had regained consciousness, he turned his head and looked at Zhong Jiuli, "When are you coming?"

Zhong Jiuli said, "Soon."

Zhao Duzhi didn't ask any more questions, just said "Oh" and left.

Zhong Jiuli said that it was too soon, and Song Ci had been helping him guide and clear the stagnant Yin Qi in his body every day for the past few days. The two breaths gradually blended in his body, and he could vaguely feel his own breath becoming more stable.

Song Ci was getting more and more tired and weak day by day.

He has an extremely yin physique, and if he wants to enter Zhong Jiuli's body to clear the yin qi, he has to face the pure yang qi coming from his body. Yin Qi accumulated in the body.

Every time he finished dredging, he felt like a big battle, so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

But he can't stop, who knows how many days he has left?

It was the same day, as soon as Song Ci's yin energy was withdrawn from Zhong Jiuli's body, he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep as if passed out.

Zhong Jiuli quickly supported his head, avoiding an intimate contact with the ground.

Carrying him to the bed, Zhong Jiuli did not leave, but sat by the bed for a long time, carefully tracing Song Ci's appearance with his eyes, and finally his deep gaze fell on Song Ci's ink-like eyelashes superior.

Song Ci said before that he was good-looking and had the prettiest eyes, but he couldn't see anything unusual about his own eyes.

He thinks Song Ci's eyes are good-looking, round and bright, eyelashes like ink butterflies, curly and thick, slightly raised eye tails with a hint of arrogance, every time he glances at him unhappy, he can't help it He answered everything.

Whatever he wants, whatever he asks for, is given to him one by one.

Zhong Jiuli sat alone by the window for a while, and he got up and walked outside the house after a while.

Not long after, the alarm clock set by Song Ci rang. He opened his heavy eyelids and bit down the inner wall of his mouth. The pain made him wake up a lot.

He glanced at the closed door, heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the phone, and after a while, it came slowly.After a long time, the shallow and long breathing sounded again.

Song Ci slept until late at night, he was so hungry that his stomach was filled with sour water.

Zhong Jiuli didn't leave, he set up a table and turned on a small lamp to study the book left by his grandfather - he had to find a way to capture Xu alive.

He didn't know if the market disappeared, would Song Ci also disappear with it?

Seeing Song Ci wake up, Zhong Jiuli closed the book, got up and said, "I'll heat up the dishes, you get up and eat."

Song Ci originally planned to go to the kitchen to eat something casually, but Zhong Jiuli was still awake, so he nodded quickly, "Okay."

After eating two bowls of rice, Song Ci seemed to come back to life, his complexion became much rosier, and his pale lips also turned red.

He put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and belched.

Zhong Jiuli asked, "Do you want to eat more?"

Song Ci shook his head, patted his swollen stomach, feeling a little bit reluctant to let go, and didn't know how many times he could still eat Zhong Jiuli's cooking.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's expression became uncontrollably heavy.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the temple, and his vision became blurred. Song Ci exclaimed and pressed his temple painfully.

Zhong Jiuli, who was picking up the plate and walking towards the kitchen, immediately came over, "Song Ci?!"

Song Ci just shook his head, a blurry picture suddenly appeared in his mind, accompanied by the sharp pain, the picture gradually became clearer.

A small window, old iron sheets and oil drums that have been abandoned for a long time.

The room was very dark, and the moonlight came in from the small window, illuminating the whole world.He could hear a turbid breathing sound mixed with painful groans/groans.

who is it?

Song Ci asked aloud in his heart, at this moment, a flash of pain like an electric shock flashed through, and then, his internal organs seemed to be pinched in the palm of his hand, causing him to roll all over the ground in pain, crying loudly.

He never hides his pain, because some people love others, his tears will never flow in vain.

"Brother, Zhong Jiuli, I feel so hurt, brother..."

Contrary to him was the heavy panting beside his ear, he said: "It's so noisy!"

Song Ci froze for a moment, waking up from the pain a little bit, it was Xu's voice.

"Trash." Xu's voice sounded again, and it could be heard that he was also enduring the pain, "It's not dead yet, what is it called?"

Under the extreme pain, Song Ci gave some attention to Xu, thinking that now Xu should have reached the stage of fusion, and the body is repelling, so this kind of severe pain occurs.

But how did this pain reach his consciousness?

At this time, a more intense pain hit, Song Ci could no longer be distracted to think about other things, he began to curse, "Fuck! Get out!"

Xu seemed to be competing with him, "Shut up! Trash!"

Song Ci cursed secretly in his heart, you are a waste and your whole family is a waste.

Didn't even notice that he scolded himself.

Zhong Jiuli hugged the sweating Song Ci tightly, feeling a little flustered in his heart. If Song Ci became possessed again——

At this time, Song Ci in his arms started to shout again: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I am in so much pain..."

As if calling Zhong Jiuli's name can relieve the pain.

Zhong Jiuli quickly regained his composure, and looked down at Song Ci who was dripping with sweat. His bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, his trembling eyelids were also covered with sweat, and his thick black eyelashes followed. Stop trembling, even the corners of the eyes were dyed crimson, and there were still tears hanging down, looking fragile and pitiful, as if he was about to leave in the next second.

Zhong Jiuli panicked. He checked Song Ci's body and found nothing abnormal.

He raised his head, looked outside the house, and shouted, "An Yan!"

An Yan, who was in a drowsy sleep, got up on his stomach, rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked into the room. Before he opened his eyes, he heard a howl of pain. He woke up immediately and looked at Song Ci in a daze.

After checking, An Yan gave Zhong Jiuli the same answer - nothing unusual.

Zhong Jiuli frowned with thick eyebrows, burning with anxiety.

Suddenly, Song Ci reached out and grabbed his arm. Enduring the pain and opening his eyes, he said tremblingly, "I'm fine, okay, I'll be fine in a while."

After saying this, he couldn't help but yelled at Xu in his heart, "Damn it! Get lost, grandson!"

Xu snorted, and said grimly, "If I die, I have to take you with me."

Song Ci scolded: "You must be sick!"

This unreasonable pain spread all night, until the sky was bright, and Song Ci woke up from his drowsiness. As soon as he moved, Zhong Jiuli immediately came over, and called out cautiously: "Song Ci?"

Song Ci opened his eyes, and seeing Zhong Jiuli's worried expression, and seeing his haggard face, he couldn't help cursing: "This bastard!"

Zhong Jiuli was startled, and Song Ci hurriedly said, "I'm scolding the market."

Zhong Jiuli was puzzled: "Xuan?"

Song Ci calmed down, and repeated the conversation between him and Xu, "I'm alive and kicking now, which means that he should have almost devoured it now."

Zhong Jiuli thumped in his heart, and he nodded while maintaining a calm expression, "Yeah."

It's time to come.

Song Ci climbed up from his arms, but his footsteps faltered and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhong Jiuli had quick eyes and hands and hugged him.

"Are you okay?"

Zhong Jiuli's voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't slept all night, coupled with his tired eyes and faintly revealing blue stubble, he was inexplicably decadent and sexy.

Song Ci couldn't help his heart moving, he licked his lower lip, stood up from Zhong Jiuli's arms, suppressed the eagerness/desire to move, cleared his throat, and said, "No, it's okay, I'll go take a shower first bath."

He smelled of sweat all over his body now and was extremely sticky.

Zhong Jiuli didn't notice his unnaturalness, so he nodded, "Okay."

Song Ci took a change of clothes and fled.

Sitting in the bathtub, Zhong Jiuli's face could not help but linger in Song Ci's mind.

He slowly dived into the water, tracing Zhong Jiuli's appearance in his mind, from face to body, from clothes to no clothes.

He suddenly sat up from the water, with a blush on his face, but his expression was very firm.

He has decided!want--

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