Don't be impulsive, the emperor [the past wears the present]

Not long after Zheng Jing closed his eyes, the creepy feeling from last night permeated his whole body again.Half asleep and half awake, he tried to reach out to touch Tong Shaoli beside him. He remembered that before going to sleep, he got into Tong Shaoli's arms to prevent nightmares.But what he touched was not the warm skin, but the cold scales.

This time Zheng Jing learned the lesson, he didn't open his eyes immediately, and chose to continue pretending to be asleep.He realized that this might not be a dream.He quietly reached out to pinch his leg, trying to make sure he could feel the pain.Just as he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by a huge paw and pressed against his chest to lick and kiss her.

Zheng Jing could clearly feel the hardness of the giant claw. He tried to exercise his internal force and found that the internal breath circulated normally in his body.

This strengthened his guess, this is not a dream!

He saw that Tong Shaoli's eyes were golden in the bathroom, and it was not a hallucination.

Then the monster did drink his blood last night.

Zheng Jing is still calm at this time, he is planning an attack.He didn't know if the monster was transformed by Tong Shaoli, but the monster sucked his blood, and it was an enemy rather than a friend.He also met spirits and monsters in his previous life, and those were just little goblins who had cultivated for hundreds of years.At that time, he had the emperor's blood as a barrier, and dirty things didn't dare to get close to him.

He gritted his teeth and endured the monster's blasphemy.After running his internal force for a whole week, he suddenly opened his eyes and was about to take an attack, when a familiar voice that he would never forget, "Hu Hai, it's me."

Hu Hai?

How long had he not heard this name.

His eyes were reddened almost instantly, staring at Mr. Fusu with long hair and jade belt opposite him, and asked sharply, "What the hell are you? Is it a ghost or a monster? How do you know my name in my previous life?"

"Hu Hai, I'm brother."

"Don't call me Hu Hai, I'm not Hu Hai anymore, I'm Zheng Jing."

"Hehe. It doesn't matter if you are or not? In my heart, you will always be my younger brother. I don't have much time to show up. I have three things to tell you: First, the person you follow is not It is my reincarnation. It is a unicorn beast that came into the world more than 2000 years ago. Second, my soul was captured by him and suppressed for more than 2000 years. Every six years, he will reincarnate and transform into my appearance to walk in the world. .Third, protect yourself and leave him as far away as possible."

Zheng Jing's face showed an extremely shocked expression. The person he spent several months trying to take care of was not the reincarnation of the emperor's brother, but the person who harmed the emperor's brother.

"What can I do to get you out?" He asked anxiously.

"The dragon's head returns."

"But where is the dragon head? What if I can't find it?" Thousands of years have passed, where can he find the dragon head.The country is not the country, and the family is not the family.He thought he had found his real family, but it turned out to be a sworn enemy.

Young Master Fusu smiled bitterly, "It's okay. You don't have to think about saving me, I'm used to sharing the same body with him. On the contrary, you should leave as soon as possible before he wakes up. Otherwise, even I can't do anything. Qilin His lifespan is 2000 years, and now he sucks your blood essence to extend his life."

After saying these words, Mr. Fusu's soul became even weaker.

Zheng Jing rushed forward to hug him, but the tentacles were just a piece of empty air. He said with shame on his face, "Brother Huang! I will definitely save you. Also, I didn't want to be emperor back then, so I didn't want to snatch it from you. It was you who believed the traitor's words by mistake, if you are still alive..."

"The truth back then was not what you knew. Remember what brother said, don't trust anyone."

"Brother Emperor!"

Zheng Jing sat on the head of the bed, watching helplessly as Mr. Fusu's shadow vanished into nothingness.He turned his head and looked at the man beside him. Tong Shaoli was sleeping soundly, with a peaceful sleeping face.

Zheng Jing stretched out his hand to touch Tong Shaoli's facial features, and murmured in a low voice, "Should I believe Brother Huang? Are you good or bad?"

Tong Shaoli did not give any response.

Zheng Jing sat on the bedside for a while, then stood up resolutely, got dressed and prepared to leave.From the full-length mirror, he saw a row of cavities on his neck, and the cavities were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He took a woolen scarf and tied it around his neck.Before going out, he remembered to bring enough money. He didn't dare to take the bank card, so he only took part of the cash and took it with him.He made up his mind to find a place to stay after leaving, and then slowly inquire about the whereabouts of the dragon head.Tong Shaoli can't stay around anymore, how many times can his blood be fed to this monster?If this continues, he will turn into a mummy sooner or later.

Zheng Jing tiptoedly opened the door and walked out, only to find that the light was on in the living room.He sneaked a glance and saw that it was Jiang Dongxu who came back late and was sitting on the sofa watching the live broadcast of the game.

Jiang Dongxu heard footsteps and glanced over.Zheng Jing dodged quickly, he didn't want to meet Jiang Dongxu face to face, so he had to jump out of the bedroom window.

The night was as deep as water, and Zheng Jingmao ran all the way with his waist bent.Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him and threw him to the ground, and then a burst of muffled laughter sounded in the dark night.

Jiang Dongxu sat on Zheng Jing's waist, and joked in a low voice, "Where does sister-in-law want to go so late? Do you want me to give you a ride, uncle?"

"Get up!" Zheng Jing stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Dongxu, but Jiang Dongxu entangled his limbs and hugged him even tighter.

"I can't open it. You haven't answered my question yet. What are you doing out so late?"

Jiang Dongxu was like a spider, entangled Zheng Jing so that he couldn't move.

Zheng Jingyuan wanted to use violence to push Jiang Dongxu away, but then he turned his head, didn't this guy like him?Why not use Jiang Dongxu to escape here?

Zheng Jing licked his lips and said, "I want to leave Tong Shaoli. Can you take me away to a place where he can't find me for the time being."

"Yo~ have you got the hang of it? Did your elder brother get angry with you in front of Zheng Ye?" Jiang Dongxu touched his face and asked, "I warned you a long time ago, you don't believe me. Only after I suffered a loss did I remember me. I'm not a picker. I'm not interested in second-hand goods."

Zheng Jing wondered, "What is a receiver? Second-hand goods?"

Jiang Dongxu smiled evilly, "Second-hand goods mean people who have been fucked by big brother, I'm not interested."

Zheng Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he said duplicity, "We haven't done it, so let me go first. I'll explain it to you when I leave here."

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Dongxu smirked, "Then let's inspect the goods first, and if I am satisfied, what do you say?"

As he said that, Jiang Dongxu began to reach out and pull Zheng Jing's collar, in fact, he was playing with Zheng Jing.After seeing Zheng Jing's terrified expression, he laughed and fell down on the grass, "Why are you so funny? I heard that my eldest brother publicly admitted his marriage to you on the set tonight. To be honest, my eldest brother I don't have the guts to play around. I usually tease you, do you really think I love you to death?"

"You—" Zheng Jing let out a sigh of relief, and kicked Jiang Dongxu hard in the chest.He turned to leave, but just as he turned his head, he saw the man opposite.

Tong Shaoli was only wearing pajamas, with his arms folded around his chest, leaning lazily on the railing of the street lamp, and asked with a smile on his face, "Do you want to leave me and let my second son take you to elope?"

Jiang Dongxu laughed uncontrollably, patted his buttocks and stood up from the grass, "Brother, did you hear that? I told you before that Zheng Jing was not sincere with you. I suspect that he is really mentally ill, and he will change every time. Before I've been crying for a few days and want to see you like crazy, and now I want to trick me to take him away. How can he be so capable, why can't he go to heaven. "

Zheng Jing stood there with his arms tied, neither humble nor overbearing, confronting the two brothers on the opposite side.

Jiang Dongxu, a duplicitous guy, only changed his face when he heard footsteps.If Tong Shaoli hadn't shown up, he might have agreed to Zheng Jing's request.But right now, he gave Zheng Jing a sympathetic look, waved his hands and strode away.For Jiang Dongxu, disobeying his elder brother is courting death.They have been brothers for so many years, and he couldn't understand each other's character better.He dared to tease Zheng Jing before because Tong Shaoli didn't care about Zheng Jing.

Tong Shaoli waited for Jiang Dongxu to go away, and said self-deprecatingly, "What did I do wrong? Is it not enough to pamper you or not enough to love you?"

Zheng Jing looked puzzled, "No, you are very good to me."

Tong Shaoli raised his voice abruptly, "You know I'm good to you, but you still dare to stab me behind your back!"

Zheng Jing is not a smart person, he can't figure out which is real and which is false between dreams and reality, he feels that his brain is going to explode, "It's not what you think."

Tong Shaoli took two steps forward, strangled Zheng Jing's chin with one hand, and asked coldly, "Did you recover your memory, so you want to go back to Dongxu again?"

Zheng Jing shook his head.

Tong Shaoli took a deep breath and said, "Follow me first."

"I'm not going back. I'm going to divorce you."

"Can you say that again?"

Zheng Jing repeated, "I want to divorce you. You are not my brother."

Tong Shaoli grabs Zheng Jing's collar and pulls him into the room, let Feng Feng go to hell!He couldn't bear Zheng Jing's tossing around like this every day, and his face-changing speed was faster than turning the pages of a book.

After pulling and pulling, the wool scarf around Zheng Jing's neck fell off, revealing his delicate and clean neck.

Tong Shaoli glanced over and saw the row of small blood holes on his neck unexpectedly, "What's going on on your neck?"

Full of humiliation, Zheng Jing replied, "You're still pretending! It's all because of you! You turn into a monster every night to bite me and suck my blood. I treat you like a brother!"

Tong Shaoli looked at Zheng Jing in confusion, and took him back to the living room to check the wound, "I'll get the cotton wool, you sit here first, don't run around."

Tong Shaoli took advantage of the gap between taking the medicine box and called Zheng Jing's former attending doctor in the mental hospital. He felt that Zheng Jing's spirit might be out of order again.