Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui was shocked in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He scrutinized Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes, and saw that he really looked like a gentleman, restrained from desires and self-discipline. Gui was the complete opposite, thinking: No wonder Feng Rugui fell in love with Jiang Wuqi.

But since he became Feng Rugui, he decided not to treat Jiang Wuqi like that.

He smiled and said, "Then shall I call you Young Master Jiang?"

Jiang Wuqi waved his hands and said, "Pimpedao is just a monk, so what kind of son is he?"

"Then Wuqi?" As soon as the words came out, Feng Rugui felt a little regretful, and changed his words, "I only met you once, calling you by name is not too intimate, let's call you Jiang Wuqi."

As soon as Feng Rugui learned that the Taoist priest in front of him was Jiang Wuqi, perhaps because of the influence of this body, he immediately developed a good impression of Jiang Wuqi, so he called him "Wuqi" without thinking.

Jiang Wuqi nodded and said, "That's fine."

When the voice fell to the ground, the two of them had nothing to say, and sat far away.

Feng Rugui also thought about Jiang Wuqi's innocent shoulder being bitten and sucked blood, if it was someone else, since the other party didn't blame him, he would let it go, but because he hurt Jiang Wuqi, he didn't see the wound with his own eyes, After all, don't worry.

He sat for a while, but couldn't sit still anymore, so he got up and walked to Jiang Wuqi, and said nervously, "Can you let me see your wound?"

Jiang Wuqi raised his head and said with a smile: "Poverty is really fine, don't worry about it."

Jiang Wuqi didn't blame him, nor was he afraid that he was already good, so why did he keep forcing himself on him?

Feng Rugui sighed secretly, turned to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Wuqi: "Look at it if you want."

Jiang Wuqi then tore off the skirt of the Taoist robe that Feng Rugui had torn a hole in, exposing the left shoulder, with two rows of fresh tooth marks embedded in it. Although the tooth marks tore through the skin, they were not deep , and the bleeding has stopped.

Feng Rugui stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and gently stroked the tooth marks with his fingertips. It wasn't until Jiang Wuqi backed away a little later that he came back to his senses and apologized: "I'm offended."

"It's okay." Jiang Wuqi closed his lapel, his eyes glanced at Feng Rugui's left wrist, "Your wrist injury is more severe."

Only then did Feng Rugui lower his head to look at his wrist. There were countless deep and shallow tooth marks on his wrist, which he had bitten on himself in the past few days. The two new ones didn't ooze blood, but But the flesh turned out, exposing a section of white hand bones.

When Feng Rugui was the second son, his father had a violent temper, but he was the only one who treated him kindly. He had personally seen his father order someone to beat the young maid to death. He got down, cried and begged for mercy, but was scolded by his father: "What is she, worthy of your pleading for her? Could it be that she seduced you?"

At that time, he was only 12 years old, and he was still ignorant about the relationship between men and women, and he didn't know that he was a broken sleeve, so he could only explain: "She never seduced me."

Later, when he thought of this matter, he knew in his heart that his father had murderous intentions, no matter whether the maid seduced him or not, whether he begged for mercy or not, he would definitely die.

He was young at the time, and after seeing his father kill someone, he was afraid of accidentally offending his father, so he behaved a lot better. When he was hurt, suffering, and sad, he didn't dare to reveal it to his father, just like a doll that could be held in his hands and played with. .

As time passed, he was good at patience, and after he became Feng Rugui, no matter how difficult it was, he never hurt anyone, except Jiang Wuqi in front of him.

If Jiang Wuqi hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten the injury on his wrist.

It's not that I don't feel pain, it's just that after getting used to the pain, it becomes numb.

Therefore, even though he suddenly saw his white hand bones, his face was still calm, and there was even an apology for Jiang Wuqi on the corners of his lips.

"Doesn't this injury look terrible?" He pulled down the sleeve of his shirt, the red material immediately covered his wrist, but the delicate collarbone was exposed from the skirt.

The corner of Jiang Wuqi's eyes couldn't help falling on the collarbone, but after a while, he retracted it, shook his head and said, "It's not scary."

Feng Rugui smiled and said, "Even if it's not scary, it must be ugly, right? It's stained your eyes."

Jiang Wuqi wondered why Feng Rugui said such words, and said, "It's neither scary nor ugly, this injury is very serious, don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts, of course, but it doesn't hurt too much." Feng Rugui said indifferently, "Don't worry about this injury, it will heal after a few days."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi suddenly realized that every wound on Xu Feng Rugui's wrist was deep and visible, so that Feng Rugui had become accustomed to it.

"Let me bandage it for you." Jiang Wuqi didn't know why he felt compassion for this thousand-year-old evil spirit, "You stretch out your hand."

"What are you bandaging for?" Feng Rugui glanced outside, seeing that it was already raining outside, fearing that his bloodthirsty desire would come back, he immediately raised his voice, "Jiang Wuqi, I'll take you down the mountain go."

Jiang Wuqi stood up, and followed Feng Rugui out of the cave.

After it rained, the mountain road was muddy, and the two walked on their own. This ghost mountain was gloomy, and the sky was dark, so walking was difficult, but because both of them were practitioners, they arrived at the bottom of the mountain smoothly in less than half an hour. .

Feng Rugui stopped, looked at Jiang Wuqi, and said with a smile: "Let's just leave here, you don't want to go up this ghost mountain again."

After all, he ignored Jiang Wuqi, turned around, and at that moment, a silver light came straight at him, because he suffered from bloodthirsty desire recently, his body was weak, and he couldn't dodge it in time.

The silver light pierced his left shoulder neatly, and scarlet blood gushed out immediately, wetting half of his red clothes.

He glanced at the black-clothed youth who suddenly appeared, raised his finger and pushed aside the tip of the sword that had sunk into his left shoulder, and snapped off the tip of the sword abruptly.

He threw the tip of the sword casually, and the shiny sword tip immediately sank into the withered yellow weeds growing on the ground, stained with mud.

"You go." He passed the young man in black, "Don't come again."

The young man in black didn't think that he could really hit him with a single blow, he was slightly taken aback, seeing that Feng Rugui folded his sword point and was about to leave, he was overwhelmed with anger, suddenly felt that he had been neglected.

He was also greedy for Feng Rugui's appearance, so he pressed the blade of his sword against his throat, and said sharply: "Are you marrying or not?"

Feng Rugui smiled and said: "I told you last time, I am not a woman, how can I marry you?"

The young man in black didn't believe it: "How can you be a man with your appearance and this outfit?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, don't believe it if you don't believe it, just don't bother me again." Feng Rugui licked his lower lip, "You should know that I like bloodthirsty meat, if I see you again next time, Maybe it will tear you apart, Mr. Chang, you were born into a famous family and have a bright future, why do you want to get entangled with me?"

As he spoke, he walked Mr. Chang up and down for a while, and then he used his movements.

He was very skilled, and disappeared in an instant, leaving Mr. Chang and Jiang Wuqi standing in place.

Jiang Wuqi stared at Feng Rugui's remaining blood on the ground, and thought: Not good!