The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

The brand marks on his fingertips were so hot that he clenched his hands quietly, holding back the bad thoughts in his heart.At least there is nothing now, and he can't interfere with anything.

When I came back, it was getting late, and there were a lot fewer people in the lobby. It was not as noisy as before, and the seats were relatively sparse, and most people were busy with their own things.Xiangongling subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, restrained her breath and went straight upstairs.

Unexpectedly, after passing this level, as soon as he stepped into the room, he met a pair of quiet eyes, which were not as gentle as the boy's usual, and the coolness poured out directly.

Xiangong Ling couldn't help but paused slightly, and couldn't help but excuse him in his heart—he really had too many doubts.

Thinking like this, he pretended to be natural and walked towards the person who was half lying on the bed, and asked:

"Li Xian, does your head still hurt?"

The half-reclining person didn't speak, but the black eyes were silent, and the originally dark and lively eyes were now even more lost in spirit, and the feeling just now was obviously not an illusion.

Seeing this, Xiangong Ling's heart skipped a beat.

After further investigation, he couldn't see through the cultivation of the person in front of him? !

Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly retreated, but it was already too late.

His wrists were tightly clenched by a pair of small hands, and they were firmly locked as if they had an adsorption force. With a little force, he was pulled abruptly onto the couch.

"Yue Lixian" has not yet grown in stature, but he can take advantage of the opponent's unwillingness to hurt "him" easily, and easily restrain the opponent. His hand seems to be inadvertently covering a lifeblood on the opponent's arm, and then He chuckled softly, putting on the boy's still slightly immature face, looking extremely harmless.

On the surface, Xiangong Ling was firmly controlled, but the person who was shackled did not have the slightest awareness of being shackled, and the calm eyes came to him in a flash.

"who are you?"

The man didn't speak, but there was a hint of evil spirit in his usually delicate facial features, a pair of empty eyes that were completely different from usual stared at Xiangong Ling for a moment, and finally moved away the hand that was holding his lifeblood.

Just when Xiangong Ling was slightly relieved, he only heard a "tear" sound, and his outer shirt was directly torn violently, and a small piece of jade-colored skin was directly exposed.

Xiangong Ling: "..." What on earth is this attached to his apprentice?

Clothes tearer? ? ?

The man's eyes followed and stayed on his shoulder for a moment, as if he was looking for something rather than patrolling.

In the end, it was obvious that he hadn't found what he was looking for, but he still raised his hand and stroked the other's neck unwillingly, as if wanting to confirm the existence of something, his fingertips touched the skin under his hand.

The corners of Xiangong Ling's lips twitched slightly, still giving full play to the little forbearance left, following his temperament to see what the other party was up to.

This old monster-like thing is very hostile, it's hard to find out the depth, but what Xiangong Ling is most worried about right now is Yue Lixian.

"……No?"

A deep voice that obviously did not belong to Li Xian came from the boy's mouth, which seemed even weirder.

... what?

Just when Xiangong Ling was puzzled, he saw that the person inadvertently glanced at the inconspicuous pale gold brand between his fingers, his eyes froze, and the force that imprisoned Xiangong Ling's wrist suddenly tightened.

"What's the intention?" Xiangong Ling guessed about the things that provoked him, wondering if the other party knew something, and tried to come up with something.

The other party also saw through his thoughts, and showed a stern look on his face: "Xian Gongling, you don't know me, but there is a lot of hatred between us."

The person in front of him is an extremely vile person who likes to tear people's clothes for fun. Xiangong Ling even has reason to suspect that this person is an out-and-out pervert, and now he stretches out his hands to do things on his neck as if he is sick, but he has not yet To take his life.

Xiangongling was a little confused, so he simply looked to the other side, thinking about various ways to fight back.

Seeing him like this, the other party didn't get angry because of this ignoring behavior. Instead, he smiled frivolously, and even worse, he put on a posture of continuing to pull his clothes, which was full of aggression.