My monsters are going to heaven

Hearing the soft sound of something jumping in through the window, Lu Yiming slumped against the wall, pressed his chest, and said weakly: "...Ah Jin, I'm in pain, quickly help me find a doctor. "

Jinpoluo's footsteps approached briskly, and his voice sounded low in front of Lu Yiming:

"where?"

"Eyes," Lu Yiming pointed another finger at the position of his heart, "and here."

"How painful is it?" Kimporo's voice came closer, as if coming from the tip of his nose, with a warm breath.

"...Okay, it hurts."

While speaking, the pain seemed to radiate from these two places, drawing countless filaments, causing throbbing pains in the internal organs and limbs, and then, the throbbing pain turned into a tingling pain, as if there were thousands of tiny threads in the whole body. The long needle pierces deeply at the same time, straight into the bone marrow, then pulls out, pierces again, and repeats like this.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yiming was already covered in cold sweat and trembling, and he couldn't help but let out a low hoarse sob from his throat.

Kimporo lit up the wick in the bedside lampshade, turned around and bent down, held his face in one hand, looked at him for a moment with the light on his face expressionlessly: "It's useless to call a doctor for a disease like yours, he can treat it." No."

His young master Lu's fair skin was now covered with countless fine, vaguely translucent black runes from the depths of his flesh. Those runes were like ants avoiding fire, and they seemed to be working hard. The nephew, who broke free from the skin, was about to scatter and flee.

"...W-what?"

Lu Yiming, who didn't know what he had become, collapsed on the spot, and even the strength to get up was taken away by the strange pain. When he heard the sentence "it can't be cured", he raised his head reflexively in shock, but unfortunately, he was covered with a white cloth. , nothing can be seen.

This action caused more severe pain in the back of his neck and back, and his lungs were inexplicably affected, and he coughed painfully.

"Wait, I'll help you." Jinpoluo said lightly, and then he put one knee on the couch, leaned forward, pressed his fingers slightly, and lifted Lu Yiming's chin.

Before Lu Yiming could react, he hooked the corner of his mouth and pressed down repeatedly on the slightly opened mouth.

Lu Yiming was stunned by the huge impact, first there was a dull pain on his lips, and then there was a burst of wetness.

Ok?

Ok? !

"!!!!!!"

Blush appeared on his blue face, he grabbed Kimporo's wrist with difficulty, and turned his face away to free his mouth to curse.

——Dead animals, when will they be in heat and play hooligans!

Immediately, the chin was twisted back hard by the hand that he couldn't pull away, and the lips were firmly pressed|pressed.

Kim Poro licked his upper lip softly, and then uttered a sentence coldly from between his lips and teeth: "If you don't want pain, just bear it." The tone was a bit threatening, but his movements were extremely gentle.

……What's the meaning?Doesn't it hurt like this?

Lu Yiming was incredulous.

After struggling twice, he finally surrendered under the great pain.

Forget it, let a dead horse be a living horse doctor.

The back of his head was pressed against the wall, his chin was forced up, and his lips were pried open. After repeatedly tracing the shape of his lips, the rebel generals broke through the city gates, captured the city, captured the main general, and detained him after all kinds of abuse. Go to the enemy camp.

Jin Poluo played the opponent's general as Meng Huo, and captured seven times, and was about to successfully subdue the enemy general and enjoy it obediently in his own city.

While the other party was concentrating on the battle of wits and courage between the teeth, he had already quietly walked behind Young Master Lu with one hand, and traced the graceful arc from bottom to top along the spine, touching the back of the neck. At a certain point, I felt something strange, and suddenly my middle finger sank and pierced.

Lu Yiming was fighting fiercely in front of him until his mouth felt numb, coupled with the severe pain all over his body, he didn't notice the extra pain in the back of his neck, but his neck suddenly felt sore, he let out a muffled groan, and subconsciously leaned back.

Kim Poro swallowed the muffled groan, took advantage of the pressure and went up, and then entered the empty city.

The right hand unhurriedly pulls out a long and slender needle from the place where it was pierced in the back of the opponent's neck.

With the withdrawal of the needle-like object, the runes on Young Master Lu's skin quickly disappeared, disappeared into the flesh, and returned to a smooth and white color.

——A crystal-clear broken bone the size of an embroidery needle fell into Kimporo's palm.

He glanced out of the corner of his eyes, raised his brows in disdain, grasped his right hand, and the things were crumbled into fine powder. He slowly spread his hand and shook it lightly, and the translucent powder leaked from his fingers and dissipated into the air immediately.

Kimporo never stopped moving his mouth, recklessly savoring the long-lost delicacy, when his lips and tongue were intertwined, he frowned slightly and let out a sigh:

"Eat less sugar in the future."

……none of your business.

Just as Lu Yiming wanted to reply, his mouth was tightly blocked the next moment.

A brute force pulled his shoulders, knocked him down from the wall onto the couch, and hit his head hard on the solid cotton-cored pillow, although it was soft, it still made him dizzy for a while.

The pressure on the lips is gone.

Lu Yiming took the opportunity to take a few breaths: ... Is it over?

call--

It can be considered a stop...

Before he finished rejoicing, the man laughed and came up again.

It was not only the lips that pressed up, but also the weight of the whole person.

For some reason, Lu Yiming's mind suddenly flashed a sentence that he read in a book when he was a child.

——Three hundred miles of pressure, isolated from the sun...

for a long time.

At this time, it may take as long as a large pot of water to boil.

Or maybe even longer.

Lu Yiming's concept of time has been disturbed by this too long kiss, and his mind has also been disturbed into a pool of muddy water, and he can't see anything.

The pressure on his lips suddenly disappeared, and the weight on his body was also removed.

Lu Yiming was like a person who had just drowned on the shore, he didn't care about thinking, and opened his mouth to breathe in fresh air.

"...Is it comfortable?" A warm and lazy breath came from my ear.

Lu Yiming took a few more breaths and regained his senses.

It was as if the throbbing pain in his chest disappeared with the end of the kiss.

The throbbing pain in both eyes also disappeared.

Even the pain all over my body disappeared.

Drenched in sweat, his limbs felt extremely light.

Was this dead animal sucking his pain away in such an unspeakable way?

He couldn't help being secretly surprised, and said softly: "It's much more comfortable."

Although the method was a bit unbearable, the strange pain just now really killed him.

He had to tell himself that there was no way to deal with special circumstances.

After finishing speaking, Lu Yiming suddenly realized that the "comfortable" mentioned by the dead animal and the "comfortable" he said were not the same "comfortable" when he heard the person next to him laughing and making the bed tremble slightly. His face was hot again, and he gritted his teeth.

— Tsk, here we go again!

I can't even say thank you.

Because of this entanglement, he will only continue to be ridiculed. He simply snorted coldly and changed the subject: "Why doesn't it hurt? What did you do?"

"Help you take away some unclean things." Kimporo lay beside him with his chin resting on his side, watching his face turn bright and dark, turn blue and turn red, and found it very interesting.

Lu Yiming wiped the slightly numb and moist corner of his mouth with his right hand, and frowned suspiciously: "...It has to be like this? Is there any other way?"

Do you have to use this... mouth to mouth method to suck away unclean things?

"Oh," Kimporo got up slowly, sat up, and purposely leaned into his ear and told him, "Your disease is in the bone marrow, and it has nothing to do with the mouth. Even without me, every time you have an attack, you can bear it for a while and you'll be fine. "

There is still a short period of time before the Tiangou eats the moon, so it is logical that Young Master Lu's body has not had an attack so quickly.

It should be that the extra demon bone disrupted the original development speed and accelerated the attack time.

When he just pulled out the demon bone, Young Master Lu should have recovered, but Young Master Lu himself... was slow to react.

nothing to do with the mouth...

Lu Yiming raised his head in astonishment: "Then why do you want to...?"

To take advantage of you, of course.

Kim Poro had already jumped out of the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped his lower lip with his thumb. His voice was full of mockery from the beginning, and he paused every word: "I'm happy."

In fact, Lu Yiming understood half of what he had asked, blushing, and the rest of the words stuck in his throat.

He thought the dead animal was helping him and taking advantage of the opportunity.

It turns out...it was just taking advantage from the beginning to the end!

Hearing that Jin Poluo admitted it generously, Lu Yiming thumped the bed board angrily, and a vein popped out of his forehead: "You...!"

How dare you play me!

"This is what you lost to me," Kimporo's low, magnetic voice swayed by the window, and came leisurely, "I took it away."

- click.

Something flitted across the window sill.

...taken away?

what took?

Something to lose to him?

By the way, the two played chess that day, thanks to Hua Moyan, Lu Yiming lost all night, and the bet has not yet been fulfilled.

Ok?

But something seems wrong?

Lu Yiming clearly remembered that he wanted to buy some gold for him during the betting, but he didn't bother to visit the gold shop in the county after he slept all day after playing chess.

Gold is naturally not bought.

Flipping through the memories in doubt, after a long time, he finally remembered the original words he said that day. This time, not only Lu Yiming's cheeks, but even the tip of his nose were so hot that they almost burned.

It was just dawn.

Outside Jinling Town, some fishermen inadvertently salvaged a corpse from the bottom of the river. The corpse was tied with iron chains and stones.

Judging by the degree of decay, it might have been dead for nearly half a month.

There has been no missing person in the town recently, and no one knows where the unlucky ghost died in this way for no apparent reason.

People thought about it, hurried to the mayor's house, and reported the case to the police station using the only phone in the town.