Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui's eyes hurt from the sunlight, and he could barely open them. He grabbed his left hand with his right hand, and on his left hand was the veil that Jiang Wuqi had wrapped up for him. Can feel Jiang Wuqi's body temperature remaining on it.

The corner of his lips curled up into a smile, and he walked straight forward, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, but his left foot, which had just healed up, had another cramp, which forced him to stagger, and fell under a big locust tree .

The locust tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun, and only sporadic light can pass through its green branches and leaves and fall on Feng Rugui.

Feng Rugui half-closed his eyes, feeling in a trance, leaning his back against the rough bark of the locust tree, and muttered: "Jiang Wuqi, my left foot has cramp again, it hurts..."

Where there was Jiang Wuqi by his side, no one answered.

"Jiang Wuqi, come and help me, hug me, and kiss me again..." Feng Rugui bit his lips halfway, tears in his eyes rolled down, wet his cheeks, jaw, and lips flap, collarbone, and a placket.

"Jiang Wuqi..." That's right, he had already abandoned Jiang Wuqi, and Jiang Wuqi would never come to comfort him again. Since then, the mountains and rivers have been forever, and he and Jiang Wuqi have never seen each other again.

Thinking of this, he was immediately out of breath, fell to the ground, and breathed heavily.

There seemed to be Jiang Wuqi's breath in the nasal cavity, and the smell of Jiang Wuqi's skin lingered in the mouth, and the waist that had been rubbed and kneaded by Jiang Wuqi was even softer.

Every inch of his body clamored to go back to Jiang Wuqi, until Jiang Wuqi and Miss Liu lived together, until Jiang Wuqi didn't want him.

His soul and body have been bewitched by Jiang Wuqi, and he cannot leave Jiang Wuqi at all.

But he shouldn't go back, his physical body is controlled by that addiction, if he goes back, he will definitely harm Jiang Wuqi again.

What's more, he used himself as a threat and shamelessly did something to Jiang Wuqi. How could he have the face to face Jiang Wuqi?How could Jiang Wuqi treat him like before?

"But, Jiang Wuqi...Jiang Wuqi, I miss you so much..." Even though I have been separated from you for less than half a day.

He stretched out his hand to take off the cloud silk embroidered shoes on his feet, then tore off the foot clothes, and rubbed them gently, using the gestures and strength Jiang Wuqi had used.

The cramp has not been relieved at all, he lost blood, the amount of blood is not much, the addiction took the opportunity to stir up in the body, and after a while, it rushed straight up.

Behind a layer of thick water mist, his willow-leaf eyes faintly glowed scarlet, but his expression remained unchanged at all.

He kneaded and pressed his left foot, as if he wanted to kill lovesickness through his left foot.

After a long time, his left foot finally slowed down, he stood up, and wanted to find a mountain stream to clean his face, so as to wash off the dust on his face, but the strange thing was that the mountain stream that should be seen everywhere was no matter how he searched. All to no avail, but the addiction intensified and made him unable to walk.

He caught a glimpse of a cave, used his body skills, and hurried to the cave, but before he reached the cave, he felt a pain in his back. He touched the ground with his toes and stretched out his hand, but he touched a feathered arrow , he pulled out the feathered arrow and threw it on the ground casually, the arrow point immediately dragged a bloodstain on the ground, he saw it, smiled wryly and said to himself: I don’t know if I was taken as a prey, or the archer misjudged me With a quick glance, he regarded me as a bird and a beast.

The archer would definitely come to find the prey he shot, and it would have hurt the archer's life. Feng Rugui knew that he could not stay here for long and had to change to another cave, but he was exhausted by the addiction, Limbs were even weaker, so I had to go into the cave before making plans.

As soon as he entered the cave, he huddled in the innermost part, and then carefully unwrapped the veil that Jiang Wuqi had wrapped for him, kissed him, folded it, and hid it in his heart.

After that, he used his teeth to cut open the back of his left hand and wrist, which had almost healed, and sucked the blood desperately.

The taste of his own blood is far inferior to that of Jiang Wuqi, or is it because he likes Jiang Wuqi that he thinks Jiang Wuqi's blood is extraordinarily delicious?

If so, why did he feel that Jiang Wuqi's blood could compare to all the delicacies he had eaten when he was the second son when he drank Jiang Wuqi's blood for the first time?

If not, it should be normal for him to suck the blood of others.

His mind was in a mess, his right hand reached the back of his heart, some blood was stained, and he eagerly sent it to his lips and teeth.

Suddenly, at this moment, a terrified voice exploded in his ears: "There are monsters!"

monster?Me?

Feng Rugui turned his head back in a daze, looked at the person coming, and thought wildly: This is a living person, why don't I taste his blood?

The visitor was so frightened that his feet became limp, and he kept crawling backwards with his hands.

But the monster was getting closer and closer. She was dressed in red, she was gorgeous, and her body was stained with blood. Every time she took a step, there would be blood beads rolling down her body, and her lips were covered with blood, shining white. His chin and neck were stained with blood from those lips in just a moment.

She walked in front of him slowly, stretched out her hand to caress his neck, and said firmly: "Look at your cowardly appearance, didn't that arrow come from your hand?"

She then pinched his back and lifted him up. Before he could respond, she lowered her head, her red lips parted slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth.

The dentition is no more than an inch away from his flesh, so in the next moment, he will be eaten by this monster, right?His face was pale, his lower body became hot from fright, and he was incontinent.

Before he could react, the monster had already thrown him out, and then said flatly: "Get away, don't stain my eyes."

He slammed into the ground so hard that all his bones felt as if they were about to shatter.

Before he could catch his breath, he scrambled and ran towards the west. After running about ten steps, he saw a young man in white drifting towards him.

The young man in white had a fair face, but the light in his eyes was bright and dark.

Seeing his servant running towards him, he said in a deep voice, "But did you shoot that monster?"

The boy hurriedly replied: "This monster is going to eat people, son, you'd better hurry up and go with me."

The young man in white moved his nose and smelled the strange smell on the boy, he didn't pierce it, he just said: "Go quickly, don't pay attention to me."

After finishing speaking, the young man in white stared hard at the flaming figure in front of the cave, and immediately drew his bow and fired another arrow.

Just now Feng Rugui approached the person's flesh, and the stench entered his nostrils, causing his stomach to churn endlessly, coupled with the completely unstoppable bloodthirsty addiction and injuries to the back of his hands, wrists, and back of his heart, he was uncomfortable It was beyond words, if Jiang Wuqi was by his side, he would definitely throw himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms, asking Jiang Wuqi to comfort him.

But where is Jiang Wuqi?Where is my Jiang Wuqi?Should it still be in Yuxiu Town?

Will Jiang Wuqi come to look for me?

Won't you come?Jiang Wuqi must already hate me.

He didn't wait for Jiang Wuqi to come, but he waited for another feathered arrow, and that feathered arrow went straight to his throat, piercing the sunlight, as swift as the wind.

He supported the rough rock at the entrance of the cave, and hung his head, as if he didn't notice it at all. In the blink of an eye, his fingers moved, and he grabbed the feathered arrow neatly, and threw it out again.

Not long after, a bloody smell filled the air. He looked up and saw that the young man who was hit by the arrow was dressed in white, with fine skin and tender flesh, as clean as Jiang Wuqi, but why did the blood flowing out of him look like the man before him? , making him sick?Thinking about it, his skin and flesh might not suit his taste.

Even if he wanted to suck some blood from that young man in white, he couldn't.

Sure enough, only Jiang Wuqi is unique, and Jiang Wuqi is the Jiang Wuqi he likes. To him, no one in the huge three thousand worlds can match Jiang Wuqi by a single bit.