Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Due to excessive blood loss, Jiang Wuqi walked extremely slowly, and with every step he took, blood would flow out, most notably the wound at the throat, which soon soaked the red silk wrapped on it, and meandered to a Paraclavicle, two small puddles have accumulated on the clavicle.

Seeing this, Feng Rugui stopped in his tracks, held Jiang Wuqi's hand tightly, his scarlet eyes faded away, and he bit his lower lip hard, before saying, "Jiang Wuqi, how about I hug you?"

Jiang Wuqi looked sideways at Feng Rugui, with a pale face, and said with a smile: "You were haunted by ghost aura just now, so there should still be ghost aura lingering in your body now? It's better not to be brave."

"You..." What Jiang Wuqi said was right, there is indeed ghost energy in his body, but it is much less than before, even if the remaining ghost energy is constantly impacting various internal organs, it will not hurt much, and He is good at endurance, this pain is nothing to him, but why is Jiang Wuqi always thinking of him?Jiang Wuqi's body was obviously already crumbling.

Feng Rugui ignored Jiang Wuqi's refusal, and raised his hand to hug Jiang Wuqi horizontally, just like Jiang Wuqi's posture when he hugged him.

The next moment, Jiang Wuqi took the blood-stained hand, pressed it on the back of his head, and pressed down.

Immediately, his lips pressed against Jiang Wuqi's collarbone, and even the seams of his lips were moist. He raised his eyes to stare at Jiang Wuqi, and asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Wuqi imitated Feng Rugui's tone when he licked his right arm injured by sharp claws: "Don't waste it."

Feng Rugui's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of spring water, but he said angrily: "You fool."

Jiang Wuqi didn't get angry, nor did he refute, he just said with indulgent eyes: "Drink."

The indulgent eyes were densely woven into a net, and Feng Rugui always felt that he was trapped in it, that he would not be able to get out for the rest of his life, no matter life or death, Jiang Wuqi was the only one who could make him fall in love.

Feng Rugui drank the puddle of blood on Jiang Wuqi's collarbone, his eye sockets suddenly became hot, and he immediately shed tears, but the blood in his mouth was instantly sweet as if mixed with honey.

He went up again, through the red silk attached to Jiang Wuqi's throat, carefully licking the wound he had bitten open.

Jiang Wuqi wiped away the tears on Feng Rugui's face, then stroked the back of Feng Rugui's head, and remained silent.

After a long while, Feng Rugui heard Jiang Wuqi say: "Your throat was pierced by that sharp claw, and now you are mostly healed, but the flesh is not fully grown yet, it will shock ordinary people, why don't you cover this place first."

Feng Rugui's throat has produced tender meat, the tender meat is bright red, it is already eye-catching, but this tender meat is difficult to fill the hole, and most of it is missing, this injury is not to be said for a mortal, even for Jiang Wuqi It is indeed quite eye-catching to have escaped death.

Reminded by Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui licked his lips, moved his fingertips, and conjured up a string of pearls each the size of a quail egg, hung them around his neck, and then said with a smile, "What do you think of this? "

Feng Rugui's expression in front of him is like a young child who urgently needs to be praised, he is childish and cute, but his complexion can easily captivate all living beings, he was originally born with Yan Ruo Shunhua, but with this string of shiny and round Against the backdrop of pearls, the complexion is like a peony in full bloom, full of beauty and fragrance.

But for Jiang Wuqi, it didn't matter how Feng Rugui looked, what he couldn't bear was Feng Rugui's expression.

He gave a compliment against his will, and then persuaded: "Your pearls are too eye-catching, how about changing them to other accessories?"

"Do you think this pearl is too vulgar?" Feng Rugui has been wearing fine clothes since he was a child, and this pearl is a treasure of his original body. Although he thinks it is a bit too big and delicate, but because of its unique color and shape Good, he occasionally wears it.

And he didn't think there was anything eye-catching, isn't this the usual size of pearls?

Jiang Wuqi didn't understand pearls, but after imagining what it would be like to hang these pearls around the neck of an ordinary woman, he could only admit that they were indeed vulgar.

But Feng Rugui was different, he shook his head and said: "This pearl suits you very well, how can it be tacky?"

Feng Rugui smiled and said, "Master Daoist, are you praising me for my good looks?"

Jiang Wuqi nodded calmly and said, "Your appearance is unique."

After all, he coughed a few times, the wound on his throat was pulled, and blood gushed out immediately.

Feng Rugui immediately blamed himself and said: "It's my fault, obviously I hurt you, obviously you can't speak now, yet I still lead you to talk..."

Seeing that Jiang Wuqi wanted to speak again, Feng Rugui hurriedly pressed Jiang Wuqi's lips with his fingertips: "You are not allowed to make any more noise."

Jiang Wuqi sighed softly, and all his breath landed on Feng Rugui's fingertips.

Feng Rugui suddenly felt that his fingertips were scorching hot, he hastily withdrew his hand, removed the pearl, tore off a piece of silk from his sleeve and tied it around his neck.

Afterwards, he mobilized his inner breath, used his body skills, and arrived at a small town.

The town is facing the mountains and the scenery is superb, but he has no time to appreciate it. Once he entered the town, he asked a woodcutter who was walking towards him, "Where is the best doctor in this town?"

The woodcutter was carrying two large bundles of firewood, suddenly seeing Jiang Wuqi covered in blood, he exclaimed in surprise, "Did you meet that vicious dog?"

Jiang Wuqi was a little dizzy, Feng Rugui was so anxious that he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, and asked again: "Where is the best doctor in this town?"

The woodcutter put down the load of firewood he was carrying, carefully took the broken silver with his rough hands, bit it carefully, and hid it in his arms with trembling hands, before picking up the load again, he said, "Follow me."

Feng Rugui hugged Jiang Wuqi, and followed the woodcutter to a medical hall. The plaque on the medical hall was old, the lacquer was peeling off, and it was shaking. It was only supported by a nail in the upper left corner. It read "Treasure Hall" three Character.

Seeing this, Feng Rugui wanted to switch to another clinic for consultation, but because he was not familiar with this place, he had to meet the doctor in this "Treasure Pavilion" before making plans.

The woodcutter didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he raised his voice and said, "Is Doctor Yun there?"

After a while, a young man came out slowly from the inside, yawned and said, "Qiaoer, what happened? But that vicious dog bit me again?"

The young man who spoke had a gloomy expression, sunken cheeks, extremely thin, and a blue shirt that seemed to be covering a skeleton. He looked like a sick child, not at all like a doctor who cured the sick and rescued the sick.

Feng Rugui turned around and was about to leave, but he heard the young man asking himself and answering: "It wasn't bitten by that vicious dog."

The young man knew that Feng Rugui had doubts about his medical skills, so he walked up to Feng Rugui, stretched out his hand and tore off the red silk from Jiang Wuqi's neck, looked at him for a while, and said with a slight smile, "From the marks on his teeth, it looks like someone bit him. , as for the murderer, it should be you?"

Being punctured face to face, Feng Rugui felt even more remorseful, and said to the young man, "Can you save me?"

"Naturally." After the young man finished speaking, he went to the hospital.

Feng Rugui was a little hesitant, but still followed the young man into the hospital.

The medical hall is simple, with various medicinal materials on three walls, a table in the center, a chair and a stool on both sides of the table, and a bed in the southeast corner.

The young man pointed to the bed and said, "Put him on it."

Feng Rugui did as he said, and after a while, the young man took the medicinal materials and fine cloth to stop the bleeding, walked to the bed, and neatly stripped off Jiang Wuqi's clothes.

Not long ago, Feng Rugui took off Jiang Wuqi's clothes with his own hands, but at that time most of his attention was focused on Jiang Wuqi's wound, and now that Jiang Wuqi was naked, he turned his head subconsciously.

While dealing with Jiang Wuqi's wound, the young man said doubtfully, "How can there be life after such a loss of blood? It's really strange."

Feng Rugui turned his head, stared at the young man, and asked anxiously: "Is it impossible to save?"

The wound on the wounded patient should have been bitten out by the assailant with his teeth. The assailant did not spare even the base of his leg. If there were no traces of being violated in the back, the young man would think that the assailant was In Yunyu, I did this for the desire to conquer and sadistically.

The young man gave Feng Rugui a sideways look, and instead of answering, he asked again: "Did you do the wound on his body?"

Seeing Feng Rugui's panicked expression, the young man lowered his voice so as not to be hurt or embarrassed, "If you love him, then don't torture him, just treat him better."

Feng Rugui didn't do it intentionally, he bit the tip of his tongue to protect Jiang Wuqi in order to destroy the immortal corpses in the third illusion, and let the ghostly aura haunt him, but it was the first time he did it, and he didn't know how to put it away ghostly.

He was afraid of killing Jiang Wuqi, so he told Jiang Wuqi to leave him in the third illusion after he got rid of the wormwood demon.

Jiang Wuqi can't kill innocent people arbitrarily, but why not kill an innocent Song Han for Jiang Wuqi's sake?

However, Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand and slashed the back of his neck, causing him to fall into a coma. He didn't wake up until he was urged by all kinds of bloodthirsty desires to eat flesh and destroy the world.

As soon as he woke up, he actually made Jiang Wuqi into this miserable appearance... He loves Jiang Wuqi, but every time he hurts Jiang Wuqi, he wants Jiang Wuqi to protect him, wants Jiang Wuqi to bleed for him, wants to drink Jiang Wuqi's blood... all kinds of things are vivid in his memory. He should go back to his ghost mountain to fend for himself, don't be with Jiang Wuqi, lest Jiang Wuqi will die in his mouth one day.

He made up his mind and replied, "I will treat him better."

Treat Jiang Wuqi better, and only by leaving can he treat Jiang Wuqi better.

When Jiang Wuqi recovered, he said goodbye to Jiang Wuqi.

Suddenly, his fingertips were caught, and a voice as soft as red bean horseshoe crystal cake came into his ears: "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

Jiang Wuqi became delirious due to blood loss, and his hearing was weakened, so he couldn't hear clearly the conversation between the doctor and Feng Rugui just now, but Feng Rugui's eyebrows and eyes were very distinct in his gradually blurred vision.

He lightly stroked Feng Rugui's fingertips, and said word by word: "Feng Rugui, you are not at fault at all."

Such appropriate gentleness made Feng Rugui yearn for him, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to part with Jiang Wuqi, and wanted to pull out his fingertips, but the fingertips didn't obey, and instead rubbed Jiang Wuqi's fingertips in response.

The young man thought to himself: But it turns out that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, but I am meddling in my own business.