[Xiaoxue] through the heart

Xue Yang just fell asleep like this, curled up into a ball, hugging his arms tightly, so obediently.

"Chengmei," Jin Guangyao was so annoyed by a bunch of things, he entered Xue Yang's room, rubbing his brows, and saw Xue Yang shrinking on the ground as soon as he entered the door, "Get up, go to bed and sleep." Xue Yang The hot breath from tightly closed eyes hit Jin Guangyao's hands, "Chengmei?" "Um... Daoist..."

Jin Guangyao lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, and glanced at Xue Yang. The faint light shone on Jin Guangyao, making him look gloomy, and Jin Guangyao smiled.

When Xue Yang woke up the next day, he was dizzy, and he didn't care too much, but went out with Jiang disaster.Xue Yang put his left hand in front of his eyes, narrowed his eyes, "Ah...so naive..."

"Boss, your candy is not sweet, what do you think should I do?" Xue Yang picked up a candy and stuffed it into his mouth. Feeling bitter and tight, he spit it out in one gulp, squinted his eyes and smiled, and patted the candy with Jiang Mi's cold sword. Looking at the boss's face, the boss was sweating from fright, his eyes frightened, "I...I..." He naturally recognized Xue Yang.

Jiang disaster slid down from the boss's face, and slowly slid to the boss's neck bit by bit, touching the artery, Xue Yang smiled more and more charmingly, his two canine teeth were white, "I see... just smash it right? "The boss was shaking like a sieve.

"Hiss..." Xue Yang felt pain in his hands, and Jiang disaster slid straight down, and happened to be stuck on the back of Xue Yang's foot. Xue Yang's dizzy mind instantly regained consciousness, and he raised his head and stared fiercely. The two laughed again, "Daoist Xiao, Daoist Song, let's stay safe, ah." "Xue Yang, you still don't know how to repent." Xiao Xingchen put away Shuanghua with a cold face.

Xue Yang rubbed the back of his hand that hurt from being slapped by Shuanghua's sword handle, a red mark was extremely conspicuous on the back of his fair hand, "Heh, Xiao Xingchen, what kind of savior do you still think of yourself? Is the candy he made himself sweet? I told him kindly, you just say me? Who do you think you are!" Xue Yang narrowed his eyes with a smile, he pulled out the disaster relief, the warm blood slipped from the cold hilt and hit the ground drop by drop .

"Are you alright?" Song Lan pointed to Xue Yang's instep. He had been with Xue Yang in Yicheng for several years and knew him a little bit. "Hey, Daoist Song, can you talk now? Your tongue is so flexible, haha..." Xue Yang suddenly covered his stomach and laughed, and with a smile, his tears flowed out. He wiped away his tears, "You don't have to. Hypocritical concern! Get out!" "Xue Yang, you are really disgusting." Xiao Xingchen gave Xue Yang a sideways look with a cold face, "It's disgusting." After saying that, he left with Song Lan.Xiao Xingchen's back is still so clear and bright, it's just a little unreasonable.

That's right, the stars are stardust when they fall into the world, no matter how lofty they are, what's the use of it?But the innate nobility must be maintained.

Xiao Xingchen was not indifferent, but disappointed in Xue Yang. He thought that he would see Xue Yang repent after he was alive, but it was just a joke.

"Hey." Song Lan looked at Xiao Xingchen and suggested, "Why don't you go to your nephew and ask who saved you, you really want to know." Song Lan knows that Xiao Xingchen has always wanted to Thanks to the person who resurrected him, Song Lan also hid his selfishness, unwilling to tell who Xiao Xingchen was, anyway, Wei Wuxian looked unreliable, but he still had a trick in his mouth. "good."

Xue Yang stood on the spot laughing wildly, covering his forehead with one hand, and covering his stomach with the other, the louder he laughed, even Jiang disaster slipped because his hand lost strength.After a long time, he picked up the disaster, curled his lips, glanced evilly at the people next to him, and opened his lips coolly, "What are you looking at, and looking at it will goug out your eyes."

The people were frightened by his crazy appearance and fled in all directions.

Xue Yang stumbled back to Jin's house.

As soon as he entered Jin Guangyao's room, he fell straight down. "Xue Yang?" Jin Guangyao got up, helped Xue Yang and put him on the bed, "Come here!"

"Xue Keqing, it's a cold. He lost his soul, his body is very weak, and his emotions are too violent. He should have been treated at the beginning. When it's so late, the root cause of the disease may be found." The doctor told Jin Guangyao. "You should know." Jin Guangyao looked at the bowed doctor with a smile, his thin lips parted slightly. "Yes, I know, Patriarch, please rest assured." The doctor's cold sweat poured out, and Jin Guangyao let him go out, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chengmei," Jin Guangyao stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, looking at Xue Yang.Xue Yang's face was pale, his cheekbones were flushed abnormally, his breathing was slightly short of breath, his hair and clothes were wet with sweat, he murmured.Jin Guangyao leaned over.

"Master..."

"Daoist...Yangyang wants to eat candy..."

"Sugar...bitter..."

Jin Guangyao squinted his eyes and glanced at Xue Yang.

"Xue Yang, I hope you can be of some use."

Xue Yang woke up from fright.

He gasped as he recalled the dream.

Xiao Xingchen was suffering from madness, and he dug his own face with his hands. His originally fair cheeks were bloody and bloody.Only around the eye sockets are clean.Xue Yang leaned forward, grabbed Xiao Xingchen's hand and looked into Xiao Xingchen's eye sockets.

There was nothing in Xiao Xingchen's eye sockets, but when Xue Yang looked over, blood spurted out.

"Xue Yang! Give me back my eyes! Give back my everything! You disgusting fellow! Get lost!" Xiao Xingchen struggled to leave Xue Yang's hand.Xue Yang was stunned, choked, "Taoist..." Xiao Xingchen was also stunned, and he stroked Xue Yang's face.

Suddenly, Xiao Xingchen inserted his fingers into Xue Yang's throat and growled, "Go to hell!"

Xue Yang sat on the bed in a daze, grabbing the quilt, his knuckles turning white.He touched his throat, "Xiao Xingchen... well done." He cursed Xiao Xingchen, but ignored the tingling pain in his heart.

"Short." Jin Guangyao saw Xue Yang, and pulled him to sit down, "Chengmei, this Yinhu Talisman..." "Wei Wuxian is back." Xue Yang picked up a piece of pastry nonchalantly and gnawed on it.Jin Guangyao lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled.Xue Yang looked at it, feeling a little cold for no reason, "Short, don't laugh." Jin Guangyao sighed, "Hey, Chengmei, you really don't know, or do you think I'm stupid?" Xue Yang scratched his head and raised his head My eyebrows are all ears. "It's a good thing that Wei Wuxian is back, but will he restore the Yinhu Talisman? You can restore the Yinhu Talisman for me. You definitely don't want others to know that Xue Yang, the Kuizhou gangster, lost his soul, and that soul The soul is on Xiao Xingchen." "You!" Xue Yang lifted the table and pointed Jiang Mi at Jin Guangyao's throat with his hand, Jin Guangyao smiled and pushed Jiang Mi away, "Why?" Xue Yang put away Jiang Mi angrily , flicked his sleeves and left.

Jin Guangyao looked coldly at his leaving back, stroked the cinnabar mole on his forehead, and said softly, "Xue Yang, you'd better be useful."

Xue Yang didn't take good care of his body, because Jin Guangyao's words started to get a little busy.He didn't pay much attention, and Jin Guangyao just bluffed him, as long as the Yinhu Talisman was not restored, he would never do anything to himself, how could he dare to go to Wei Wuxian, unless he wanted to die.Even if he really did something, it would be a big deal, but he would know a lot of secrets.

Who is afraid of whom.Xue Yang thought about it, doing it absent-mindedly.

"Uh...uh!" Xue Yang didn't notice, he didn't control the Yinhu Talisman, and let the monstrous resentment take advantage of it.

There was a sharp pain in the chest.The air in the mouth quickly flowed out, and even the throat was slightly tingled, and the resentment bound Xue Yang's hands and feet.A ray of resentment circled Xue Yang's eyes, and another ray of resentment went straight through Xue Yang's throat.

"what!!"

The black and thin, seemingly weightless resentment trapped Xue Yang firmly and passed through all parts of his body.

Xue Yang's mournful cry wafted above the corpse refining ground, but because Jin Guangyao had set up a barrier, it looked calm outside.

It took a long time for the resentment to let Xue Yang go.

Xue Yang curled up on the ground, trembling in pain, frowning, "Ah, hah..."

Xue Yang wasn't going to be backlashed at first, but because his body was torn apart and his body was very weak, he had no choice but to be emptied of resentment.

"Ha, haha, fuck..." Xue Yang cursed with his eyes closed.

Xue Yang moved and leaned on the table, shaking his hands to pick up the tea, barely keeping half of it.Xue Yang gulped it down, "Ahem!" He glanced at the tongue at the bottom of the quilt with disgust, and threw it far away in disgust.Hearing the sound of the quilt being broken, Xue Yang relaxed his brows and eyes in satisfaction.

"Master Daoist, I'm in pain, help me..." Xue Yang's voice stopped abruptly.He hugged his legs, cried without warning, and beat the ground again and again, "Xiao Xingchen!"

Jin Guangyao stood behind a tree, watching Xue Yang's backlash with cold eyes. Now he walked over and put his arms around Xue Yang. No matter what, he felt a little bit of sympathy for this little rascal. He patted Xue Yang's back lightly, Comforting, "Okay, Chengmei." Xue Yang didn't push Jin Guangyao away, he was in desperate need of comfort now, Xue Yang was crying and wetting Jin Guangyao's Jin Xingxuelang robe.Xue Yang fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Guangyao looked at the well-behaved Xue Yang in his arms, and squeezed his face, "You'd better not fail, otherwise..."

Jin Guangyao would hug Xue Yang tightly on the ground, and the sun would shine on them, making them look extraordinarily innocent and beautiful, but these two are not very good people.

"Martial Nephew Wei, excuse me." Xiao Xingchen bowed to Wei Wuxian to say hello, and Song Lan and Song Lan had cold faces, one in a white robe and the other in a black robe, very similar to black and white.Wei Wuxian felt the same way, he smiled awkwardly, and flinched towards Lan Zhan, laughing, "It's easy to say, little uncle."

"I came here just to ask one thing."

"No problem, what does little uncle want to know?"

"Who resurrected me?"

"Oh, little uncle, I'm going to make a long story short. It was once me and Er...cough, Mr. Hanguang saw a man dying, and asked him what his wish was, and he said he would awaken Xiao with one soul and one soul. Stardust, and I did."

"Martial nephew didn't lie to me?" Xiao Xingchen looked at Wei Wuxian suspiciously.

"No no."

"it is good."

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Xue Yang [angry] "Guapai, don't beat me up, I'm a killer, don't get feelings!"

Xiao Xingchen [smiles, raises his hand to rub Xue Yang's head] "Haha, A Yang, what you said is so funny."

Xue Yang [blushes] "...huh."

Xiao Xingchen [laughs] "Haha. A Yang is so cute."

Xue Yang [blushing, so ashamed and indignant by Xiao Xingchen's words, he turns his head and ignores Xiao Xingchen]

Xiao Xingchen [follows the hair, and feeds a piece of candy]

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