Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui stretched out his hand across his cheeks, his fingertips were suddenly moist, and then stroked the throat, his fingertips sank suddenly, touching a thin piece of tender flesh that had grown in the middle, he retracted his fingertips, and bowed Glancing at the scarlet stained on it, he thought to himself: Since when did I start dreaming?

He bent down from Jiang Wuqi's left arm, touched the ground with his toes, then split several approaching sharp claws with one hand, and grabbed Jiang Wuqi's right wrist with the other, and then urgently pulled the piece of clothes up.

The sound of cloth being torn suddenly sounded, and he saw the bleak moonlight streaming in from the window lattice, the arm that caught his eyes was bloody, and blood trickled down again.

Could it be that the connection between reality and nightmare is when he mobilized his inner breath, removed the sharp claws in front of him, and looked back to show Jiang Wuqi his face?

——By the way, the room was dark at that time, and he clearly hadn't drawn out the will-o'-the-wisp, so how could he clearly see that every inch of Jiang Wuqi's body was intact, every inch was pierced by sharp claws?

Seeing that his expression was uncertain, Jiang Wuqi switched the fly whisk from his right palm to his left hand, and with a forceful yank, a piece of sharp claw immediately turned into powder and was no longer visible.

Then, he whispered in Feng Rugui's ear, "Don't be distracted, the most important thing right now is to get rid of these many sharp claws in front of you."

His eyes fell on the hole in Feng Rugui's throat, and he felt distressed: "You must not get hurt again."

Feng Rugui looked carefully at Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows, grasped the fingers on Jiang Wuqi's right wrist tightly, and moved his spare fingers slightly to burn off the sharp claws that came up, and then laughed and said: "I was just inadvertent, At most one more cup of tea, the blood can be completely stopped, but you are bleeding so fast, don't die before me."

As soon as the words came out, he immediately regretted it. He was obviously concerned about Jiang Wuqi, but why did he speak as if he was mocking Jiang Wuqi's mortal body, and couldn't stop the bleeding for a while?If it wasn't for saving him, how could Jiang Wuqi's arm be hurt so badly?Is he black-hearted, repaying his kindness with revenge?And when it comes to death, it is really unlucky.

He was forced by his own thoughts to make his eyes glisten, just now he witnessed the pain of Jiang Wuqi's death and took the opportunity to invade his brain.

Feng Rugui's complexion turned pale in Jiang Wuqi's eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jiang Wuqi was at a loss for words, and his heart ached. He hugged Feng Rugui by the waist, flew to the window with the fewest sharp claws, and said, "Feng Rugui Come on, Pindao will definitely not die before you..."

When the words fell to the ground, he hurriedly added: "Pindao doesn't want to curse you to die before the poor way. The poor way hopes that you can live a long life and live a hundred years without any worries."

"But it's been a long time since I was a hundred years old." Feng Rugui's soul is worthy of the crown, but this physical body has already passed the thousand-year-old Yinshou, so this statement is not a lie.

Jiang Wuqi didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously followed the habits of ordinary people, hoping that Feng Rugui would live a long and worry-free life, but he didn't even remember that Feng Rugui was a thousand-year-old evil spirit.

"Poverty...Poverty..." Jiang Wuqi's face turned red with anxiety, his tongue was blunt, and he could hardly speak.

Feng Rugui presses on every step of the way: "I've already been a ghost, and what you said is not wrong. You definitely won't die before me."

Jiang Wuqi didn't know what to say for a moment, so he simply remained silent, and only looked at Feng Rugui with clear eyes apologetically.

This Jiang Wuqi was obviously bullied by him, why did he still feel sorry for him?

Feng Rugui's heart softened suddenly, but he said aggrievedly on his face, "I haven't cultivated a physical body for a hundred years. You wish me a long life and a hundred years of worry-free life. This is really a congratulatory message to me." ,I do not blame you."

When exactly this physical body was cultivated, because it was not specified in the scriptures, in fact Feng Rugui didn't know it at all, his words were intentional.

Feng Rugui has a quick tongue, no matter what, he can take advantage of the reasoning, coupled with the reddish nose tip and the aggrieved expression in his eyes, Jiang Wuqi felt even more that he had wronged his words and made Feng Rugui aggrieved, so he hurriedly apologized: " Is it a poor person, or a poor person talking nonsense, don't worry about it."

Jiang Wuqi's face was filled with apology, regret and heartache. Feng Rugui felt that Jiang Wuqi was very cute. If he was not in a room full of ghosts, devil's cry, and sharp claws, he would definitely tease Jiang Wuqi. However, it is a pity that there is no free time right now.

"Since the Taoist apology is sincere, I don't care about it, so let's just let this matter go." Feng Rugui tried his best to smile, then lowered his head to hold a piece of flesh on Jiang Wuqi's right arm, and then carefully touched it with the tip of his tongue. Licking the blood on it.

Jiang Wuqi suddenly felt that his right arm was numb and itchy, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

Feng Rugui was licking Jiang Wuqi's right arm while resisting the fierce claws that were pressing on him.

He didn't look up until he licked the blood overflowing from his right arm, took out the wound medicine from his bosom, applied it carefully, and then tore off a piece of his clothes to bind up his right arm carefully. With a bright smile: "Such delicious blood, don't waste it."

It was the first time he sucked so much blood from Jiang Wuqi's body, and immediately his inner breath flowed in his body, surging like a tide.

He embraced Jiang Wuqi, desperately concentrating his mind, exhaling quickly and slowly.

Jiang Wuqi let him hug him, his eyes and ears were alert to the sharp claws around him, the horsehair on the whisk between his fingers was as sharp as iron wire, and it was about to split all the sharp claws.

It took a while for Feng Rugui to subdue the flowing inner breath into his dantian. The inner breath warmed his body from the inside out. Most of the internal injuries he suffered have also healed.

He rubbed Jiang Wuqi's chin with his lips unintentionally, taking advantage of it, and then pushed Jiang Wuqi away, standing tall in the moonlight.

His complexion was rosy, and the corners of his lips were smiling, covered by the pale moonlight, he was full of charm, especially the left arm, which had been torn off and lost its cover, was like white jade, exuding a lustrous luster, charming People want to hold this arm in their palms, knead and play, caress between fingers, kiss fingertips, and grind every inch of skin with their teeth, until the owner of this arm is teased, softly begging for mercy, and stretching his body, Only by picking can we give up.

But Jiang Wuqi was extremely puzzled by the amorous feelings. To him, the seductive beauty was like nothing. He focused all his attention on Feng Rugui's face, and he could see that the paleness on Feng Rugui's face was replaced by ruddy. , he breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to deal with the sharp claw with eight percent of his strength, and the remaining two percent of his strength paid attention to Feng Rugui.

In his hands, Fuchen is like a wandering dragon, with the potential to sweep away thousands of troops, he passed out because of Feng Rugui just now, and he did not use all his strength to protect Feng Rugui.

Feng Rugui exhaled heavily, after exhaling several times, he flipped his fingers, and finally, with a light clap, all the sharp claws were wiped out on the spot.

Fearing that his sharp claws would poke out from the bloody handprint, he silently recited the mantra, intending to seal the wall.

Unexpectedly, before the formula was completed, the remaining sharp claws clasped his arm.

He quickly chopped the sharp claw with the palm of his hand, the sharp claw was slightly loose, but he refused to retreat an inch.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi stroked the sharp claw with his fly whisk, and at the same time Feng Rugui struck again, the two hit each other, and the sharp claw had to retreat.

After a while, the wall returned to its original appearance, and the bloody handprints were still eerie and shocking.

After Feng Rugui recited the mantra, he successfully sealed the wall. In order to be thorough, so that the weirdness in the house would not harm others, he did not put away the barrier, but instead spread the barrier to the entire house.

After a lot of effort, he was a little tired, so he sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out a hand towards Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi shook Feng Rugui's hand for no apparent reason, but was pulled by Feng Rugui, and fell on the bed.

Feng Rugui spread his feet, straddled Jiang Wuqi's waist, then held Jiang Wuqi's cheek with both hands, and pressed his lower lip.

The next moment, his lips landed on Jiang Wuqi's left eyebrow. There was a wound about an inch long horizontally on the left eyebrow. The wound was not deep, and only sporadic blood beads leaked out.

Because Feng Rugui had lost too much blood before, the addiction was vaguely about to flare up now. Under his exhaustion, he really couldn't resist the temptation of Jiang Wuqi's blood, and couldn't help himself, so he made the move just now.

Now that Jiang Wuqi was under him, he began to lick obsessively.

Jiang Wuqi was sucked dozens of times of blood by Feng Rugui, and he knew exactly what happened to Feng Rugui when his addiction broke out.

Whenever Feng Rugui has a severe seizure, both eyes will be scarlet, as long as Feng Rugui can suppress the addiction, his eyes will be the same as before.

But right now Jiang Wuqi doesn't need to look into Feng Rugui's eyes, he can know that Feng Rugui's addiction has already started from the frequency and intensity with which Feng Rugui sucks his blood.

Previously, Feng who was licking the blood on his arm was calm and unhurried, but now he is like a child enjoying the world's delicacies for the first time, cautiously, sometimes slowly, sometimes eagerly.

Most of the time it is slow, which shows that Feng Rugui's addiction is not serious this time.

Jiang Wuqi put his hands on Feng Rugui's slender back, stroked it gently, and said indulgently: "It doesn't matter if you smoke more."

The tip of Feng Rugui's tongue is very soft, and when it brushes over the wound, it triggers numbness, and after being sucked by Feng Rugui's lips, the numbness intensifies, making Jiang Wuqi feel slightly dazed, as he caresses Feng Rugui's back with both hands. It was a sudden stagnation.

Jiang Wuqi concentrated his attention, and continued to caress Feng Rugui's back.

Feng Rugui noticed that Jiang Wuqi was standing still for a moment, thinking that he hurt Jiang Wuqi, so he let go of the red and swollen wound he had licked and sucked, straightened up, and said apologetically to Jiang Wuqi: "You hurt? "

Jiang Wuqi shook his head and said with a smile: "Pin Dao doesn't feel the pain, if you feel it's not enough, just take some more."

"I'm enough." Feng Rugui met Jiang Wuqi's eyes, his heart tightened suddenly, he bent down, put his cheek on Jiang Wuqi's heart, and murmured in confusion, "Why do I dream for no reason? And there are two times?"

Jiang Wuqi asked softly: "This time, what did you dream about?"

Why did I dream of Jiang Wuqi confessing to himself?It must be because of his feelings for Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui didn't want to expose his feelings to Jiang Wuqi, so he hid the matter, saying: "I dreamed that your whole body was pierced by sharp claws, blood and blood , I wanted to save you, but I couldn’t. Not long after, you died in front of my eyes. After you died, I hugged you tightly and broke you in two from the waist. Then, I suddenly felt something What splashed on my face, I saw that a sharp claw pierced your eyebrows, messing with your brain, and what splashed on my face was actually your brain, I took this sharp claw from You pulled out the center of your eyebrows, then tore it off finger by finger, and trampled it into a meat paste, afterward, I covered your body and closed my eyes."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi pondered for a long time before analyzing: "The last time you had a dream, you fell behind a humulus bush, but this time you dreamed because you excessively stimulated your inner breath and spit out a mouthful of blood. The similarity between the two is that you They were all injured and lost blood, but even though you were injured and lost blood, you never lost your mind without warning and fell into nightmares, so there should be a catalyst that catalyzed you to have nightmares, as for It is not known whether this introduction is a person or a thing, or some other living thing. In your two nightmares, the first one is that the poor have abandoned you, and there is a white tiger that wants to eat you. You peeled it off with great difficulty. The chest and abdomen of the eye-catching white tiger, but it was a tragic victory, and it was about to die; the second time, you dreamed that Pindao died without a whole body. The similarity between the two lies in death, first you and then Pindao."

He stared at Feng Rugui, and continued: "The first time, Pindao was neither injured nor lost blood, but the second time, Pindao was injured and lost blood, so it can be deduced that it was not injury or blood loss. It will cause nightmares. Pindao thinks that you secretly thought that Pindao would abandon you, and also thought that Pindao would die under the sharp claws, so that the introduction had an opportunity."