The king who committed the crime of peach blossoms forced the king to sleep together

Who hasn't been young and frivolous?Who doesn't have a youthful youth?

Thirteen and four-year-old boy, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but wants to learn from others to drill into dangerous places.

Bei Mingyi was back then.

He is high-spirited, with a long and sharp sword, a small but clever horse, and a thin and delicate bamboo flute. Made a small name.

ghost king.

Considering his family background, Bei Mingyi's parents are not in the Central Plains, but his family background is solid, and he is a restless master, so he likes to go out into the colorful world. The two adults knew that they couldn't stop him, so they simply gave him everything. Get ready for him to have his fill.

Therefore, Ghost Island is the site that Bei Mingyi's parents asked someone to buy for him.

Occupying a small island, even thinking about it, is awesome.

Bei Mingyi's personality gradually became more stable. At that time, the demon sect was rampant. As soon as the martial arts conference was held, all the masters gathered together and handed over the task of undercovering the demon sect to this rising star in the world— —Northern Nether Wing.

Bei Mingyi naturally went happily.

——The gorgeous brocade clothes are replaced by ragged and patched blouses, the thick and warm cotton boots are replaced by open-toed civilian shoes, the necklaces that bind the hair are taken off, the long hair is loose, fiddled a few times, and then starve for a few days , with sunken eyes, as if he had become a boy from a poor family.

The Shura formation of the upright demon sect is short of manpower, so they go out to find some twelve or thirteen-year-old orphans. At that time, they will be brought back to the demon sect for brainwashing, and teach them sinister martial arts, indifferent temperament, and cruel killing methods, and then cultivate them one by one. Asura.

In this way, Bei Mingyi got mixed up with more than a dozen teenagers, and was led away from the Central Plains by the people of the Demon Sect.

——The headquarters of the Demon Cult is in the Western Regions.

Where there are flying murals, yellow sand all over the sky, and all kinds of congregants.

Bei Mingyi and others were arranged in a dark room, and then the people from the Demon Cult locked the room and left.When it's meal time, they will be served meals.

Bei Mingyi noticed that every time there was always a meal left unclaimed, but it still would not withdraw every meal.

Who didn't receive the meal?Being caught here, everyone has long been frightened and frightened. They are so hungry, why are there still people who are so calm and don't eat a bite of food?It's been two days, if you don't eat, you will starve to death.

Even so, he couldn't keep that meal, because everyone would rush forward when they realized that no one was taking it, and divide the meal up!

Bei Mingyi took his share and slowly walked to the corner, ready to eat, when he was leaning against the wall, he suddenly felt the wall move, and he fell down.

It turned out that there was still a small space.

Bei Mingyi got up and knelt down to pick up the steamed buns that fell on the ground. Fortunately, the food was protected by him, and it was fine. The dirty steamed buns were still edible.

"Hmm...don't..." A weak, almost inaudible moan came to his ears, Bei Mingyi was taken aback, picked up the steamed buns and turned around slowly, and found a thin young man lying in the corner, He shivered and curled up into a ball, murmuring something in his mouth.

Bei Mingyi put down the bowls, chopsticks and steamed buns, ran over to help him up, and asked with concern: "Hey! Little brother, what's wrong with you? Are you all right?"

"Cold...cold..." The boy curled up and crawled into his arms.

Bei Mingyi probed his forehead, and found that he was running a fever, and there was blood on the corner of his lips, not only he bit his lip, but he spit it out, anyway, he was too haggard, couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his arms and took the boy into his arms .

Bei Mingyi knew that no one would call them a doctor in this kind of place, so he could only forcefully feed the semi-conscious boy porridge and eat more food, so that his resistance would be strengthened, and his illness would be cured.

Later, Baimu verified that the boy was not just sick.Because not long after, the boy started trembling again, pressed his hands tightly on his stomach, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

It looks like poisoning.

But how did he get poisoned?Didn't the devil's sect arrest the teenagers for training?Could it be possible to feed poison?

Bei Mingyi's gaze froze, looking at the expensive brocade clothes on the young man, he gradually got some clues - could it be that this young man is the son of a rich family, who would be poisoned when he encounters villains, and throw him into the devil's lair?

Thinking of this, Bei Mingyi felt more sympathy for the boy, and Bei Mingyi tried his best to help him resist the cold, then took out the medicine plug he was carrying and ate two for him.Although it is not detoxification, it can last for a while at least.

After the young man finished his porridge, his food was cold, so Bei Mingyi ate the meal with cold dishes while gnawing on the steamed buns with difficulty, and then fell asleep with the young man in his arms.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn't feel cold, because the boy's whole body was almost curled into his arms, treating him like a large pillow, and hugging him tightly.

Bei Mingyi smiled, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and helped the young man straighten his messy black hair, and was immediately amazed—this young man is so handsome!

There is a touch of childishness between the brows, but it is difficult to hide the domineering.Bei Mingyi couldn't help but be moved. This boy was like a mystery that deeply attracted him, and he couldn't help but get close and explore.

For a while, I didn't feel how boring it was to be an undercover agent in the Devil's Cult.

Thinking wildly, the young man in his arms moved, woke up suddenly, saw himself hugging him, and pushed him away strongly, and then a silver light flashed, Bei Mingyi was caught off guard, and his arm was scratched by him.

Bei Mingyi covered his arms and looked at the young man in disbelief. The young man held a short and delicate dagger and stared at him warily, like a small animal trapped in a trap, dangerous and pitiful.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Bei Mingyi wasn't angry anymore, and softened his voice to reduce his attack power in the young man's eyes, "My name is Bei Mingyi, what's your name?"

The boy just looked at him, but didn't speak, and didn't put down the dagger.

"I'm really not a bad person. I accidentally broke into this small secret room last night and found you unconscious with a high fever and screaming cold, so I hugged you to sleep together. Really, I won't lie to you , I even fed you porridge." Bei Mingyi hurriedly explained.

The young man's expression relaxed a little, and suddenly his body tensed up again. The dagger was pointed at Bei Mingyi, and his clear voice was like a jade stone striking, clear and sweet: "Did you say anything else when I was unconscious?"

Bei Mingyi shook his head: "No, you just shouted cold."

The boy wanted to ask something, when a whistle suddenly sounded outside.

This is the whistle to remind you to eat.

Bei Mingyi got up and rushed out excitedly: "Little brother, you wait here, I'll get the food!"

When Bei Mingyi came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face holding a meal for two, the boy's toxicity flared up again, and he lay on the ground writhing in pain, moaning unbearably.

Bei Mingyi hurriedly put down the food, went to hold him down, and took out the small bottle in his arms to feed him.

The young man endured the pain, slapped the pill in his hand, and cursed with difficulty: "You villain! What do you want me to eat!"

"This is the wound medicine that I finally got. Although it can't detoxify you, it can at least relieve the pain. Why are you so suspicious!" Bei Mingyi was also angry, let go of him, and picked up the rolling pill , blew on the soil above, put it back into the vial, and left him alone.

The young man fell limp on the ground again, biting his lip stubbornly, not letting himself cry out in pain.

"Do you know what kind of poison you have?" Bei Mingyi finally couldn't bear it, and finally sighed in compromise and asked.

The boy bit his lip tightly, but didn't speak.

"If you know the name of the poison in you, maybe I can help you detoxify it! If you don't speak, how can I help you?" Bei Mingyi understands the reason and moves it with emotion.

I hate that kid just ignore him.

Uh...Bei Mingyi was almost at a loss, watching the young man forcibly suffer a poisonous attack.

But it was also dripping with cold sweat, as if he had died once.

Bei Mingyi reluctantly pushed his portion of the meal over: "Here, this is yours."

The young man glanced down at the food, his throat moved, he was obviously very hungry and wanted to eat, but his self-control was amazing, he turned his head abruptly and stopped looking at the food.

"Hey, you—" Bei Mingyi accused angrily, "What do you mean! I brought you food with good intentions, but you are so kind, you don't appreciate it at all!"

"Why did you help me?" The young man said coldly, with contempt, "Don't tell me you are doing good deeds. In this world, how can anyone give without asking for anything in return? What do you want from me? Money? Receive fame?"

Tsk tsk, it seems that he is still a son of an official.Bei Mingyi also curled his lips: "I'm really sorry, I don't want anything. With your sick look, what can I get? Money? What's the use of me wanting it? I won't be able to get out of here for a while. Fame? I don’t know what fame is, let alone want it. I just want to help you because I see you are pitiful. If you don’t take care of yourself, this damn place will become a pile of bones sooner or later. Don’t you want to leave alive? Don’t you want to die here? How can you survive? Can you survive with your arrogance? People are not as selfish as you think, at least I am not! Appropriate Accepting good things from others is not a bad thing."

After saying those words, the young man fell silent for a long time, during which he occasionally raised his head to look at Bei Mingyi, and Bei Mingyi ate his own meal after saying those words, leaving him alone.Therefore, the young man can watch as much as he likes, anyway, he won't waste his time talking.

After a long time, the young man picked up the meal with trembling hands, glanced again at Bei Mingyi who had raised his head to stare at him with a smile, picked up his chopsticks and ate it voraciously...