The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

Isolated from the noisy hall, the box was surprisingly quiet, there was no sound or even movement, everything seemed to be still.

Hua Wen was being imprisoned in Dai Dongjun's arms, unable to move, and he didn't dare to move, because Dai Dongjun seemed to be in deep thought, his eyes were empty, so he couldn't be disturbed for a while.

It's just that he didn't realize that his posture was like a sacrificial lamb, defenseless, and the bloodthirsty nature of the wolf demon was never a good thing.

He stared at Huawen uncomfortably, and the itchiness in his throat became more and more obvious. When Dai Dongjun seemed to be about to make the next move, he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing.

"Ahem——" Once the cough that had been suffocated for a long time came out, it was out of control, and Huawen bent down from coughing, and his abdomen was about to convulse.

Seeing that Huawen was coughing up tears from the corners of his eyes, the murderous intent in Dai Dongjun's eyes gradually calmed down, and he retracted his protruding claws, and gently patted Huawen's back: "What's wrong? You cough so much sharp?"

At first, he had been paying attention to the aura of the fox demon on Huawen, but he didn't realize that the aura of Huawen himself, who was reincarnated as a human, was actually an ordinary person, hidden under the aura of the fox demon, even weaker than ordinary people, slightly dim It emerges when it is unbearable, indicating that something is wrong with the owner's body.

"Ahem... just a little itchy throat... I can't breathe..." Huawen crouched awkwardly by Dai Dongjun's arm and coughed, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

In fact, he felt a little uncomfortable during the dinner party, especially the one who couldn't hold back and drank two bowls of seafood porridge. Asthma does have many taboos, and there are servants to serve him when he is at home, and the old lady is very considerate. , he himself never cared about these.

Who knew that this body might be a bit allergic to seafood... Even if it is very slight, it is fatal in a sick body.

Dai Dongjun brought him tea and took a sip for him, and the next moment he choked up the picture. His throat was swollen due to allergies. If he was not sent to the hospital immediately, he might be killed in a short time.

Listening to the picture text, his lungs were almost coughing up, and Dai Dongjun couldn't help but tighten his heart. He supported his body and let him lean on his shoulder, put his hand on the back of his neck, and said softly: "I'm sorry. , I didn't expect you to be allergic, it will be fine in one go, you won't be in too much pain..."

Coughing so that his brain was a little hypoxic, his consciousness was still clear, but somehow he felt that something was wrong with Dai Dongjun's tone, and the cold hand on the back of his neck made him shudder.

——It was as if he was going to send him on the road with his own hands.

Illusion, it should be an illusion, why should he kill himself when he is so good?

"I...cough cough, I'm fine, I don't blame you," Huawen lowered his head in embarrassment, "it's all my fault for being greedy, cough cough... forget all the taboos, yes, can you take me to the hospital ?"

Dai Dongjun stared deeply at the curled up figure in his arms, his thin back collapsed into a fragile arc, which made the blue light in his eyes slowly recede, and there was no killer after all.

It's this time, he must have noticed what I want to do, but he still doesn't doubt me, he trusts me wholeheartedly...

"You don't need to go to the hospital, it's too troublesome." Dai Dongjun concealed the wavering in his heart, and his calm voice was quite reassuring, "Didn't you call me Mr. Big Bad Wolf? Then Big Bad Wolf will do a trick for you .”

Huawen looked up at him in surprise, not understanding why this guy suddenly came up with the trick of coaxing children, and saw a faint blue light suddenly emerge from his palm, as if he had thrown something into the teacup , took a sip of tea casually, lifted Huawen's chin, and bent down——

"Guru..."

The tight lips were filled with the aroma of green tea, and the light blue thing was sucked into the mouth by Daidong Jundu at the same time, like the coolest and most fragrant mint, the mouth was full of saliva, the Adam's apple slipped involuntarily, and he swallowed it before he could react .

But the hot lips did not let go, and the picture was full of thoughts that he seemed to have swallowed something. It was not until he realized that Dai Dongjun was biting his lips lightly. It seems that I have been molested.

"Hmm...!" Just as he was about to resist, the handsome face close at hand blinked his blue eyes lightly, and let him go naturally.

Huawen covered her mouth and her cheeks were hot, and in the midst of the chaos, she heard Dai Dongjun's flat and low voice, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "How does it taste?"

What is the taste?Is your old drool? !not so good!scared me!

Huawen stared at the other party with a face of accusation. The sudden attack was like countless cat claws scratching his heart. It was not disgusting. He even couldn't help touching his lower lip that had been bitten. The guy's mouth was still the same as before. It's hot, but still soft like meat, making people's lips and tongue numb.

Did this person rub pepper on his mouth, and now Huawen still feels that his lips are unconscious.

"You still have the energy to stare at me, which means the effect is good." Dai Dongjun didn't have the slightest self-consciousness, and knocked on the table solemnly, "I feel much more comfortable, this medicine can make you feel at ease for a long time, from now on , you will face more dangerous things, don’t get sick anytime and anywhere.”

Unable to resist and still being scolded, Huawen's mute eats Coptis chinensis, unable to express his suffering, and sits a little farther away, vowing to stay away from this guy for a while.

Otherwise, his heart would have a problem.

The auction below is still going on, the atmosphere is in full swing, and everyone is eager to try because of the high price of the first auction item.

The distinguished guests in the box next to them bought the second auction item of Huawen. It was a gilt copper furnace, and the decoration on the copper furnace was five exquisite bats. , so many people have a soft spot for bat patterns because of this meaning.

However, Huawen remembers that he was eager to get rid of this copper stove at that time, not only because it was a fake, but also because he smelled the strange fragrance inside, which was very uncomfortable for him with a keen sense of smell.

So before making a move, he asked the shopkeeper to taste it, but the shopkeeper said that this taste is exactly what some masters like.

"Who would like this pungent aroma?" Huawen was a little shocked at the time.

The shopkeeper smiled strangely: "Of course there are, such as people with poor sense of smell."

Because of this episode, Huawen deliberately noticed that the person who took the picture of this imitation was a distinguished guest in the box next door who had the same gold and platinum stickers as him.

"Boss Dai," in order to change the strange atmosphere between the two of them, he changed the topic, "Who is in the box next to us? The one who took the picture of the copper furnace just now."

Dai Dongjun's Ruoyouwu eyes flashed in the direction of the painting, as if hesitating to speak, but then he stopped the hesitation and said directly: "The paper maker who moved from the northeast to Chuzhou last month , surnamed Wan, interested in old objects with a strange fragrance."

Paper manufacturers... In this era of increasingly developed paper media, paper factories have a deep connection with the government. Being a paper manufacturer shows that their status is not low, and they are either rich or expensive.

While thinking about the painting, Dai Dongjun added: "He has some contacts with your elder brother, and he wanted to come over to say hello to you today, but I led him away."

Huawen remembered, it turned out that this was Boss Wan who Yu Bojie told him to go to say hello to. He ignored everyone at the dinner party because of his guilty conscience. At this time, he almost slapped his heart. Fortunately, he didn’t say hello to him. If he exposed himself, he would be cheating "Behind the scenes", the relationship between Yu Bojie and Boss Wan may be broken, and his ashes may also be thrown away.

Although the assumption was a bit exaggerated, something was wrong when I thought about it.

"You said...then Boss Wan likes old objects with a strange smell?" Hua Wen suddenly grasped a trace of doubt in his head, "Then my elder brother is still letting that copper stove with a strange smell appear in the shop at this time, isn't it obvious? Do you want to lure Boss Wan into the bait?"

There are countless guesses in Huawen's mind, are the two of them secretly bribing?Even if Boss Wan knew it was a fake, he wouldn't react, it was just another way to send money.

Moreover, he also discovered that in the auction of this copper furnace, Dai Dongjun did not use the ability to magnify the gun, but let the copper furnace enter Boss Wan's pocket at a reasonable price.

"You...why didn't you let Boss Wan spend money this time?"

Dai Dongjun raised the tails of his long and narrow eyes: "Finally found out?"

Huawen couldn't help swallowing, and then he heard the answer that shocked him: "For the dying person, please leave some coffin money for him."

At this time, Huawen's third auction item was just sold out. Dai Dongjun reached out and closed the big window facing the auction platform. Under Huawen's unclear gaze, he grabbed his wrist and said, "Come on!" gone."

"What?" Before Huawen recovered from the shock, he couldn't help being stunned, and a sense of crisis suddenly touched his nerves.

Suddenly there was some movement in the box next door, someone came to Huawen's door, a waiter guarding the door said politely: "Sorry, Boss Wan, the young master Yu you are looking for is not inside."

Huawen didn't make a sound, and quietly listened to the person at the door say "Excuse me" with regret, and then returned to the box next door, and the sense of crisis became more and more clear, almost making his hair stand on end.

"What... will happen?" Hua Wen stared at Dai Dongjun.

The latter didn't answer, and opened his mouth to let out a slight incomprehensible whisper. The next moment, all the employees in the entire Bodleian were shocked, and moved quickly like worker ants who had been ordered.

"Dinglingling——" a piercing siren sounded suddenly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Is there water?!"

"There are robbers?"

Amid the flustered and bewildered voices of the crowd, a gun was pulled in the dark.

"boom--!"

Dazzling red light suddenly erupted in the room to the southwest of Bodleian, and the whole building vibrated. The screams and explosions played an expected astonishing song, and the dust covered the sky.

Because of the early warning for a period of time, the casualties of the explosion were not very large. Many guests were just frightened and scurrying around like ants on a hot pot. escape.

The waiters quickly and accurately evacuated and guided, and the fleeing guests were immediately divided into groups without any stampede. Someone immediately went to the southwest corner of the fire to put out the fire.

Huawen and Dai Dongjun who were in the South Wing were very close to the explosion, and the smoke filled the air. There was a gray area in front of them, and there was a faint fire, but they couldn't feel any burning.

In the chaos, Huawen raised his head blankly covering his ears, and found himself lying under Dai Dongjun's body, unscathed, but with a buzzing head and tinnitus.

The beams collapsed and rubble flew everywhere, but none of them hit the two of them.

"What happened over there? Explosion?" The picture text was choked by the smell of gunpowder and wanted to cough, and the crackling sound of the flame burning the wood may be mixed with the movement of gunpowder being roasted.

Dai Dongjun squatted beside the ruins calmly, his posture was a bit like an upright wolf. If there were a pair of animal ears on his head, he could see the tip of his flapping ears.

He looked at the flames, and there was a vague scene of someone dying, and more of a silence of a dying spirit: "The man surnamed Wan is going to die."

Huawen immediately struggled to get up: "I'm going to die?! Who wants to kill him?"

Dai Dongjun raised his hand and lightly pressed on his shoulder, Huawen fell to the ground again inadvertently, he stared back angrily and inexplicably, and met a pair of Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"It's his life, don't interfere easily," Dai Dongjun calmly told about the death of a person, "Besides, the person who should go to hell is he and not you. You can't save him, you can only die."

A powerful, calm, and extensive aura continuously emanates from his body. At first, the painting was a little breathless because of the gunpowder smoke, but now he seems to be separated from the chaotic reality by a gentle force. I quietly felt the baptism of peace and divinity around me.

The momentary impulse also settled down, Huawen didn't walk around casually, stayed beside Dai Dongjun to avoid the heat wave and collapsed rubble outside, and said with a touch of helplessness: "I'm not trying to save him, but I just think it's too weird , who wanted his life?"

Dai Dongjun casually reached out and brushed the dust off Huawen's head: "You already know it well, don't you?"

Huawen pursed the corners of his lips, lowered his dim eyes, he was deeply involved in this, except for his elder brother Yu Bojie, he couldn't think of another person.

Yu Bojie was willing to use his beloved third brother to give him the golden platinum sticker leading to hell.

If it wasn't for Dai Dongjun, Yu Wenjie might have entered the Yu family's cemetery, and the old lady sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, all because of some undetectable interests and gatherings.

Huawen feels disheartened for a moment, lying on the dusty ground in a daze, this world is the first world where he has "relatives", but what he has to face is the use and deception of his relatives.

Wandering alone in reality and dreams for decades, Huawen thought that his heart had become indomitable, and nothing would make him sad except this son of fate who troubled him.

But now, the faces of the Yu family flashed before his eyes one by one, Mrs. Yu who was mentally disturbed but loved him very much, the elder brother Yu Bojie who was like a father, the second brother Yu Yajie who was mysterious but always hugged him, The amiable old housekeeper, Uncle Ma...

When he remembered the warmth these people gave him like home, his heart still felt a little painful, with a slight throbbing pain, which made half of his body numb and made him lose all his strength for a while.

A cold hand stroked over, erasing the sadness in the corners of Huawen's eyes: "Why are you crying, you are a little fox, you should die and be sad at this time."

Huawen helplessly caught Dai Dongjun's wrist waving in front of his eyes: "Boss Dai, do you have to be talkative when you comfort others?"

"You laughed," Dai Dongjun nodded seriously, "That's right, the fox shouldn't be sad about such a trivial matter."

Looking at the painting wryly smiling below him, Dai Dongjun could no longer show any murderous intentions, as if the dangerous thought just now was just an illusion.

If he was killed at this time, such a simple matter would not be suspected, and he would not save him directly, and let him be rushed to the ruined wall by the explosion, and he would be killed instantly.

However, at the moment of the explosion, Dai Dongjun still held Huawen under his body, and even covered his ears to prevent the loud noise from causing him a headache.

It's strange... I actually changed from wanting to kill him to not wanting him to get hurt.

Is this the seven emotions and six desires of mortals?

If Dai Dongjun showed his original tail at this time, he would find his gray hairy tail shaking happily.

This is the first time he has the desire to protect a person. The little fox is very fragile now, and he cannot take advantage of the illness to kill him. It is better to wait until he recovers in the future, and then consider whether to accept this fate.

While Dai Dongjun was meditating, a burst of shouts came from outside the ruins, and the big bad wolf couldn't help but clicked his tongue, saying that the time to be alone was about to run out.

"Master! Young Master! Where are you—"

Ma Lin's urging cry was full of tears, and Huawen's heart trembled when he heard it. He turned over with a headache, and was about to lie down and pretend to be dead.

Just as he was closing his eyes, Huawen felt something cold approaching his mouth, and Dai Dongjun's deep voice was close to his ears: "Do you think you are unharmed, and you can fool outsiders and doctors? "

Huawen lazily opened his eyes: "Then what's your opinion?"

Dai Dongjun raised his hand to wipe Huawen's forehead, and two bloody scars emerged, but Huawen didn't feel it, only felt that his forehead was cool, as if he had applied cool oil.

Like a make-up artist, Dai Dongjun picked up Huawen's chin and looked at his face carefully, as if dissatisfied with the scar makeup on his face, bit his index finger and stretched it to Huawen's mouth : "Lick it."

Huawen stared at the bloody finger in front of him, wrinkled his face and shook his head in rejection.

"Young master! You should respond quickly...Young master!"

Ma Lin's urging sound was getting closer and closer, Dai Dongjun put his fingers to Huawen's mouth, and raised his brows seriously: "Lick it quickly."

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An unprovoked blush crawled up Huawen's cheeks, he opened his mouth tremblingly, raised his head slightly, raised his chin, and took a sip of Daidongjun's finger very lightly.

Dai Dongjun's eyes could not help but follow the lips of the painting, and saw that the tip of the pink tongue was covered with bright red, and he quickly retracted it, as if being licked by a milk cat, it was light and itchy, and it rose from the fingertips A hot current rushed straight into the chest.

He couldn't help lowering his head.

Not for teasing, at this moment, he wanted to kiss him.

He wanted to grind his lips hard, bite the blood from the tender lips, and then kiss them all.

After sipping Dai Dongjun's blood, the painting did not taste the bloody smell, his mouth was only hot, a hot air rushed into his chest, and suddenly burned, an impulse was about to come out——

"Let...let..." Huawen covered his mouth and hurriedly pushed Dai Dongjun away, he couldn't hold back anymore...

"puff--"

Dai Dongjun, who was still immersed in the impulse, couldn't dodge in time, and was caught off guard and was sprayed with blood all over his face.

Dai Dongjun: "..."

"Ahem... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I let you avoid..." Huawen spat out blood, like biting eight blood bags in one breath, but there was no discomfort in his body, only choking Watery cough.

Damn...why did I vomit so much blood? !Am I dying?

Dai Dongjun, with a bloody face, was paralyzed, completely lost interest, and lay down beside Huawen depressedly, and also began to pretend to be dead.

Hua Wen checked for a long time, but found no abnormality in the body, knowing that the drop of blood from Dai Dongjun should have worked, he was relieved, and was about to lie down in peace.

Suddenly remembering throwing up someone's face, I was so embarrassed, I hurriedly got up again, rolling up my sleeves to wipe the blood.

"Boss Dai, you don't want to get dirty with your embarrassing face." Hua Wen wiped off the blood on Dai Dongjun's face with a flattering smile, but he didn't know that the appearance of his chin dripping with blood plasma was even more frightening, comparable to a tragic ghost, " I'll wipe it for you, wipe it..."

As a result, it became more and more dirty as it was wiped, and it almost gave Dai Dongjun a blushing face of Master Guan.

Huawen was still puzzled: "Why can't I wipe it clean..."

Unbearable, Dai Dongjun clenched his fists, turned over and knocked Huawen to the ground, and moved a light stone slab to press on him, telling him to calm down.

The picture shows a pair of watery eyes from under the stone slab, looking at him eagerly, with a face full of guilt.

"Don't move around," Dai Dongjun pointed at him and told him, "If you make trouble again, I won't care about you."

Huawen nodded hurriedly, covered his head with a thin slab of stone as a quilt, and yawned when the sound of search and rescue approached, feeling sleepy, and fell asleep directly in the ruins.

Seeing Huawen fell asleep under the effect of his blood, Dai Dongjun also felt relieved, lying on his back beside Huawen silently staring at the black smoky sky.

Beside him was the person he was interested in for the first time in hundreds of years of becoming a demon. The surroundings were messy and quiet, full of quiet death. He liked this kind of silence very much. A scene where wolves drag their prey to crawl in the wilderness.

Nirvana in the dying, warm and peaceful.

The hand that was placed aside involuntarily stretched out towards the picture, and accidentally hooked the other's finger.

The fingertips are soft, and the palm is warm, which is very different from my own cold hands, like ice and fire.

Looking sideways at the little fox's peaceful sleeping face, Dai Dongjun couldn't help thinking about it.

What would it be like if they were really going to die together at this time?

Thousands of words flashed in my mind, from the snowy forest in the northeast to the cemetery in Chuzhou, across the silence and dust, inexplicably merged into one sentence: I am willing.

The hooked fingers gradually intertwined. When the rescuers found them, the two were unconscious, but their hands were tightly intertwined, just like the desperate mandarin ducks going to the underworld together, they will not be separated until death.