I have the beauty of the villain's love

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Seeing that Yancheng's face suddenly became serious, Zhou Lang said, "What's wrong?"

Yan Cheng stood up and looked around.

The surrounding fields are vast, and because the sky is getting darker, there is always a sense of blurred vision.

"Blood." He couldn't be more sensitive to the smell of blood.

Zhou Lang didn't smell anything, "What?"

"Wait here for me, I'll go and have a look." The smell of blood was blowing from the east, but he didn't see anything.

Zhou Lang nodded suspiciously.

Yancheng shook the saber at his waist and headed east.

He walked for a while, and behind a mound, he saw the source of the bloody smell—it was the corpses of a dozen Beidi scouts, who seemed to be attracted by something and then killed.The people who killed them hadn't left yet, they were all dressed in black black armor, and they were patrolling around the corpses on horseback.

"Yancheng!" Xiao Shiqing was among them, he called Yancheng, and then rode his horse up to him.

Yancheng's hand holding the saber was released at this moment, "This is..."

"The scout brought by the bonfire." Xiao Shiqing glanced back at the corpse on the ground, with a somewhat reproachful tone, "This is bordering the Beidi garrison camp, and you still dare to start a fire! It's true——Young Master Zhou has made a mistake, can you take care of it? "

It was only then that Yancheng realized that Zhou Lang was still by the river. He just came to investigate and did not bring Zhou Lang with him. Now he left Zhou Lang there——

Xiao Shiqing saw Yancheng walking back and forth with a pale complexion, raised his whip to stop him, "Where are you going?"

"Xiao Zhou'er is still by the river!"

"The general has passed." Xiao Shiqing said.

Yancheng was taken aback.The general is here too?

"The general ordered me to wait here, so there is no need to go there." Yancheng took Mr. Zhou out of the city this time, and he would inevitably be punished when he returned.

……

Zhou Lang waited for a long time but did not see Yancheng come back, and the bonfire in front of him was almost burnt out, he wanted to add some firewood to it, but he reached out his hand and found that the twigs and dry grass were almost burnt out.

The sky darkened very quickly, and there was still a heavy sunset in the sky just now, but now the wind blew up and raised the yellow sand, making it even more difficult to see the surroundings clearly.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Zhou Lang turned around, "Yancheng!"

The man didn't stop and walked over from not far away.

It was a completely different road from the one going to Yancheng.

Zhou Lang felt something strange, stood up from the campfire, and looked over carefully.

When the wind picked up, there was yellow sand in front of him, and the figure of that person was a little blurred.

"Brother Zhou."

When Zhou Lang first heard this sound, the hairs on his body exploded.

Ling... Linghuyin? !

Hallucination!

The man was still approaching, and Zhou Lang felt an extremely bad feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to wait for Linghu Yin to come to his side, kicked the bonfire in front of him away, and went to eat grass on the side horses run past.

If Linghuyin called him by his name normally, Zhou Lang wouldn't be so afraid, but the sound Linghuyin called him just now was just like the one that Linghuyin yelled close to his ear that night when he was in the inn. .

With a tingling desire.

Don't you run and wait for the sun? !

Fortunately, Yancheng tied the horse to the stream. Zhou Lang kicked the bonfire away just now, and the sparks on the ground jumped twice, and then completely extinguished. Zhou Lang only jumped to the side of the horse to touch the reins around the horse's neck.

Almost climbing onto the horse's back with hands and feet, Zhou Lang whipped the whip twice, and the horse suddenly raised its head and neighed.

You fucking run away!

"Brother Zhou."

This sound is closer.

Only then did Zhou Lang realize that Yancheng tied the horse to a wooden wedge on the ground, and he rolled off the horse again, and followed the rope to pull out the wooden wedge nailed to the ground.He didn't know where he got the strength to pull out the wooden wedge nailed into the ground, but before he could happily climb onto the horse's back, a pair of hands stretched out from behind and grabbed his wrist.

With just a slight tug of that hand, Zhou Lang's hand that was tightly holding the rein was released in pain.

"Want to run again?" The cold armor wrapped around him, and there was still the smell of blood.

Zhou Lang's back was pressed against the cold armor, the wind stopped, and only his panting could be heard around.

Linghu Yin was very close to him, and the warm air that he exhaled was almost close to his skirt and brushed against his skin.Zhou Lang was extremely uncomfortable with this kind of behavior similar to being frivolous, and shrank his shoulders slightly.

As soon as he moved, Linghu Yin's warm and dry lips engulfed his earlobe.

Zhou Lang didn't dare to open his mouth, he didn't have the guts to shout his brother, and he didn't like to hear the word Linghu Yin.

After the reins were released, Linghu Yin let go of the hand that was clamping his wrist, and then clasped his arms together, hugging Zhou Lang's waist from behind.

Seen from behind, Zhou Lang seemed to be embedded in his arms.

"You hate living with me?" Linghu Yin's voice could not hear any emotion.

Zhou Lang shrunk his shoulders to prevent the airflow caused by Linghuyin's words from getting into his clothes, "No, no—"

"Then why do you want to move away?" Linghu Yin felt that Zhou Lang was desperately turning his head, and the irritability in his heart made him stretch out his hand to pinch Zhou Lang's jaw.

The smell of blood suddenly became stronger.

As soon as Zhou Lang lowered his head, he saw Linghuyin's hands covered in blood.

This, this fucking—

"Speak." She enjoyed him curling up in her arms, and hated his fear extremely.

Zhou Lang didn't dare to look at the blood on Linghuyin's hands anymore. Linghuyin pinched his jaw so that he couldn't turn around. He could only let Linghuyin's cheek stick to his temple. He didn't know what Linghuyin was going to do. Is it a hypocrite or a pervert, if you don’t explain at this time, you will really die, "I... I saw something unclean in the room, and because I was afraid, I moved to the yard in Yancheng."

Linghu Yin listened quietly.

Zhou Lang was still afraid that Linghuyin would not believe it, "Half a month ago, the black shadow with green eyes stood by my bed—"

As soon as Linghuyin heard the green eyes, he knew they were Yunzang.

Yunzang has a green eye, which looks the same during the day, but it will have this vision at night.Yun Zang went to find Zhou Lang——

Linghu Yin thought of what Yun Zang said when he left.

He should have planned to kidnap Zhou Lang and threaten him.

"You don't come back all day, I'm afraid..." Zhou Lang didn't know what he was talking about.

Linghu Yin had been listening to him, and when he heard this sentence, he loosened his grip on Zhou Lang's jaw, "Because I'm not here."

Only then did Zhou Lang realize what he had just said.

No, it's not what you mean!

The blood between the fingers has tended to dry up, and when touching the skin, there is always a rough feeling.

Seeing that Linghuyin didn't move any more, Zhou Lang thought that he had been appeased, and didn't correct what he said just now.

The jade pendant around his waist fell to the ground together with the belt, Zhou Lang lowered his head, only to see that Linghu Yin had already untied his belt.

This this--

Zhou Lang stretched out his hand to hold Linghuyin's arm, "Brother!"

what is this? !

"I really want to see you." She obviously wanted to protect him, so she didn't go to see him.

Zhou Lang's whole body was tense, his belt fell to the ground, and the wind blowing into his clothes made his scalp numb.

"I really want to see you." He was full of secrets, none of which he dared to reveal to others.

really tired.

Zhou Lang turned his head to see Linghu Yin closed his eyes and pressed on his shoulder.

The tense heart relaxed slightly.

Linghu Yin said that unless he divorced Linghu Rourou, he would not touch him.

"I want to tell you a story." About his story.He didn't dare to tell anyone, but he always hoped that there would be someone who could look into his heart.

"You tell, I'll listen." Better to hear a story than to do that!

"my story."

Zhou Lang saw that the arms around his waist were looser, and he quickly gathered his clothes with both hands.

"I'm not from Tianqing Kingdom, I'm from the royal family of Beidi." Only he and Zhou Lang could hear the low voice, "I don't want to go back to Beidi, I don't want to deal with those national enemies, I don't want to—"

After Zhou Lang finished listening, he had no other feelings except: Ah, so that's the case.

He was calm, really calm.He can come back from the dead here, Linghu Yin's life experience really didn't have as much impact on him as the green-eyed ghost that night.

"I just want to be Linghuyin." Then he would be just a son of Tianqing's general, and he wouldn't have to bear such a heavy shackle.

Zhou Lang didn't feel that Linghuyin wanted to listen to him, so he chose to remain silent.

"I will not betray Tianqing—even if I die, I want to bury my body in Tianqing." Beidi is his hometown, but the word "hometown" is so strange.

Something slid down the skin of the neck, very warm.

"I don't know what will happen to me." Beidi Xinhuang wanted to get rid of him quickly, and Tianqing seemed to be abandoning him.For these years, he followed his father and fought on the battlefield, as if it was just a joke.

He helped the enemy kill his own subjects.

His enemies and subjects will now kill him.

"Do you think I deserve to die?"

Zhou Lang who was named had no choice but to bite the bullet and say at this moment, "I don't think... shouldn't be." Just kidding, can he say that Linghuyin deserves to die?How dare he say Linghu Yin should die?There is a second answer to this question?

"But I really deserve to die." After Linghu Yin finished speaking, he suddenly smiled softly.

He went to untie Zhou Lang's clothes.

Zhou Lang clasped his clothes with both hands, but he couldn't stop Linghu Yin's hand from lifting the hem of his clothes.

Come again after listening to the story? !

Zhou Lang frantically went to gather his clothes, "You said I hadn't divorced Linghu Rourou, so you wouldn't touch me!"

"Don't you know, I have nothing to do with Linghurou." He kept not touching him, and it was only because he was afraid of his pain.

But now, he just wants to make him hurt.

His own heart is now so painful that it is about to burst.

He needed Zhou Lang to comfort him.

Zhou Lang's last excuse to prevaricate Linghuyin was gone.

Zhou Lang was a man after all, although he was weaker, he would still have some troubles when he struggled. At first Linghuyin was undoing his clothes, and then he ripped off his clothes, tearing them apart.

"You let me go!"

Zhou Lang's scalp was about to explode when he heard the sound of splitting the silk. He slammed his elbow hard behind his back, and took the opportunity to get out of Linghu Yin's arms.

Although it is not cold now, there is still an extreme sense of shame in such a place to expose your body.

Zhou Lang wrapped his arms around his naked upper body, and didn't dare to look behind him. He saw the stream in front of him and waded directly into the stream.

The stream was very shallow, even when Zhou Lang entered the water, the stream did not reach the level of his calf.The stream was icy cold, and Zhou Lang hesitated to go into the deep water without any hesitation.

There was silt in the stream, Zhou Lang wanted to go faster, but he couldn't go faster.

There was the sound of rushing water behind him.

The sun has just set, the moon has not yet risen, and the surroundings are dim, and the mounds in the distance are like creeping beasts.

"Where else can you run to?"