The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

The moon clears the night, and the fog obscures the moon.

Soaking in the warm spring water, Du Yanshu threw away all the disturbing thoughts, and experienced a long-lost, lazy peace. These days, the horses and horses are exhausting, and it is best to adjust the spiritual breath. This hot spring water aids in getting twice the result with half the effort.

With his eyes closed, he tilted his head and leaned against the rock by the spring. His wet black hair was gathered to one side, revealing half of his fair and slender neck. The hot spring was just below his chest, and when the water rippled a little, two delicate spots on his chest were faintly exposed. Pink, glowing with water, more and more intriguing.

Du Yinzhi swallowed his saliva again, his mouth was parched, he wished that the hot spring water in a pool could turn into ice water, so as to quench his anger.

The culprit, Du Yanshu, has always been ignorant of his own appearance, and even more insensitive and indifferent emotionally, so he was able to expose himself so defenselessly and wetly in front of his nephew at this moment.

Any bystander could clearly see the vacillation and forbearance hidden in those azure eyes, but Du Yanshu was unaware of it, not to mention his eyes were closed, his mind was distracted and absent-minded.

This kind of tempting and unconscious behavior is really too much. Du Yinzhi is glad that the one standing in front of the uncle at this moment is himself, not anyone else.

Gathered the mind, poured spiritual power into the fingertips, put the two fingers on the center of the uncle's eyebrows, slowly poured the spiritual flow into the opponent's body, tried not to look or think too much, and only concentrated on combing the spiritual breath to comfort the uncle's restlessness .

The induced spiritual flow was steady and gentle, continuously wandering in Du Yanshu's limbs and bones, the stagnant air that had stagnated for a long time disappeared instantly, and the hot spring water had the effect of relieving fatigue. In a daze, sinking into black sweetness.

"Uncle?" Du Yinzhi was slightly surprised, and asked tentatively. Hearing the sound, Du Yanshu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was no movement.

Breathing evenly... Maybe I really fell asleep...

He knew that his uncle had always been a light sleeper, and it was extremely difficult to fall asleep. This time, he was able to fall asleep deeply after soaking in the hot spring. Firstly, he was really exhausted, and secondly... it was because the uncle trusted him...

Thinking of this, Du Yinzhi couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, and the fingers that touched the other's eyebrows trembled.Perhaps after soaking in the hot spring for a long time, my uncle's porcelain-white skin was slightly reddish, beautiful, unconscious.

His fingertips seemed to be on fire, and he sketched the slender eyebrows and eyes of the other party in a mysterious way, and his fingertips greedily rubbed the blood-red mole. Because of the confusion and anxiety, his spiritual breath became unstable, Du Yinzhi simply hypnotized , Let the uncle sleep more deeply, remove the spell that confines the legs, a fish tail suddenly appears at the bottom of the water, splashing, splashing a burst of water.

Xu Shi sensed the movement around him, Du Yanshu frowned slightly, turned sideways, almost slipping off the rock and falling into the water, Du Yinzhi's lips curled up, and he wrapped his tail cleverly, lightly and delicately Wrap each other in your arms.

"Uncle, take a good rest for a while, I'll hug you." Placing the other person's head on his shoulder, Du Yinzhi murmured softly, carefully embracing the naked uncle.

It's not all blazing lust, this hug is more of intriguing warmth, slow, extremely precious, like a promise.

My uncle doesn't tell him many things, and he doesn't ask if my uncle doesn't talk, he just wants to know what my uncle let him know, and I don't care about anything else.

So, just let me stay by your side and protect you——

But, why did my uncle tell him to go away in his dream that day, or still call the name "Song Ke"?

Thinking of this, Du Yinzhi's heart was shaken, thinking of the pillow that senior Qingchen 'forced' to him, his mind moved slightly but hesitated, he didn't want to pry into his uncle's secret, but he was very concerned about his uncle's treatment of him. Attitude……

If you really want to use the pillow butterfly, there is no more suitable time than this...

"Uncle, offended..."

Du Yinzhi gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and made up his mind. The small colored glass box given to him by Senior Qingchen flew into the air. The lid was lifted, and a deep snow-blue butterfly wing came into view.

Finding a safe posture, he held the uncle tightly with the fish tail, and after making sure that the two of them would not slip into the water due to falling into a dream, Du Yinzhi gently took a section of uncle's hair, and together with the pillow butterfly Holding it in the palm, after being infused with spiritual power, a faint light glowed in the palm, and the pillow butterfly danced up with its hair wrapped around it, and circled twice above Du Yanshu's head. Wisps of smoke.

Odorless and colorless, fall asleep instantly.

……

Corpses were strewn across the field, blood flowed into rivers, and the stench of bloody and carrion filled his nostrils. The place Du Yinzhi was in now was like hell.

This is my uncle's dream——! ?

The dreams of practitioners are the afterimages of the past, prophecies or original intentions, but this scene of devastated life actually appeared in my uncle's dream. Du Yin was startled. Did my uncle see it before? This scene?Or do dreams predict future catastrophes?

Following the burnt smoke of the pillow butterfly, Du Yinzhi crossed the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood, feeling gloomy, what kind of monster is so vicious and rampant, and what is the situation of my uncle at this moment?

Walking to a cave, the green smoke dissipated. Because it was a dream, the surrounding scene was not very clear. The sound of waves hitting the rocks could be faintly heard, and the air was filled with a strong smell of the sea. It seemed to be a cave among the reefs.

According to Zhen Die's pointing, my uncle should be in the cave here, Du Yinzhi panicked for no reason, gathered himself together, and walked into the cave in a hurry.

The more he walked in, the more Du Yinzhi felt uneasy, because there was a strong aura here, which he was all too familiar with, not his uncle's, but his own.

After drinking half a cup of tea, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from the depths of the cave. It was cold and creepy. It was his own voice—!

"Uncle, these eyes are so beautiful——"

The words were full of cold hatred, like a poisonous snake, Xinzi hissed and swam, and would kill someone in the next second!

Du Yinzhi ran towards the depths of the cave, the light at the end of the cave was thin, and the night pearl glowed with a cold and faint light. Seeing the scene in front of him, he opened his eyes in disbelief, and his heart suddenly sank——

The thick iron rope pierced through my uncle's palm, and firmly fixed him on the stone pillar beside him. The congealed blood clots were all over the ground, and he stood beside my uncle, smiling and talking, with a satisfied expression on his face. , it was himself, Du Yinzhi.

No, it should be Song Ke.

For a moment, Du Yinzhi lost consciousness. What he saw in front of him was beyond his cognition, the uncle who was tortured to the brink of death, and the culprit "myself"...

Until his voice sounded again——

"Such a pair of beautiful eyes, the taste must be very good—" As he spoke, he used his fingers to draw the contours of Du Yanshu's eyebrows and eyes with great interest, just like what Du Yinzhi did in the hot spring just now...

Du Yinzhi swung his sword towards "himself" almost subconsciously, but he was an intruder in the dream, and he could not interfere with the personnel and affairs in the dream. The lingering sword intent was like a breeze, and even the opponent's hair It can't even blow up, let alone cause damage.

He rushed forward again at a loss and stood in front of his uncle. Song Ke's hand easily penetrated his body and stabbed straight at Du Yanshu's eyes!

"Don't——!" Du Yinzhi yelled hoarsely, even though he knew it would be useless, he still put all his spiritual power into his palm, and blasted towards the "self" on the opposite side. He had already guessed that Song Ke was going to attack him. What did the uncle do, the other party's cold smile climbed onto the familiar face...

Du Yinzhi just stared helplessly, watching "myself" gouged out my uncle's eyes, bleeding profusely, my uncle remained silent from the beginning to the end, his bloodless lips trembling unceasingly, the blood dripping from the hole in his eyes Congealed on the chin, a touch of shocking red.

He turned around and stretched out his hand towards his dying uncle, trying to wipe off the blood on his face, but his trembling fingers stopped in mid-air. He dared not, couldn't do it, gouged out his uncle's eyes with such a pair hand, wiping the blood from his eyes.

helpless, powerless

"Uncle...I...I don't know..."

"That person is not me...not me..."

It's not me... How could it be me, my hands are used to protect my uncle, how could I hurt him, goug his eyes... Impossible...

Just when he collapsed hysterically to the limit, the "self" on the opposite side said coolly: "My nephew's name is Song Ke, remember?"

No!you are not!You don't deserve to be me!

He frantically waved the Wuwang in his hand and slashed at "myself", all in vain, the man still smiled coldly, his face turned sickly red from excitement, sharp nails spread from his fingertips and grew wildly, Towards Du Yanshu's heart, he stabbed straight——

The sound of flesh being torn——

Uncle——!

The moment the nail was pulled out, a red heart was pulled out. It was fresh and seemed to be beating. Du Yanshu, who was on the verge of death, only groaned suppressedly, swallowing all the pain in his stomach, and his body twitched slightly After a while, there was no more movement.

"Song Ke" tilted her head, and called out very affectionately and coquettishly: "Uncle?", probed Du Yanshu's spiritual breath, raised his eyebrows and said, "Totally dead?" A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Du Yinzhi couldn't stand anymore, and his knees slumped at his uncle's feet. The blood dripping from above penetrated his body drop by drop, and fell into the silvery white sand of the cave, dyeing clusters of red. He didn't dare to look up at his uncle's bloody corpse again...

The deep hatred was engraved in the blue eyes, and the murderous spirit surged.

In this dream world, he is just a bystander.

However, he wanted to tear the world apart with his own hands!

The author has something to say: A certain chrysanthemum: abuse or not?Not cruel?abuse?

Citation: ...a fish that was played to death by the author can only be revived if the uncle hugs it

Uncle: ...reluctantly agree

Citation: Hug the naked body

Uncle: ...if you bear it any longer, the fish will die~(≧▽≦)/~

Quote: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

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To be honest, it's not considered... abuse, right?

If you feel that you have been abused, the author accepts the flogging in the comment area→_→

The next chapter will be back with sweet hugs, don't worry

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