The cannon fodder owner dressed as the King of the Merman [Transmigration Book]

Shen Fuqiao watched helplessly as his head was covered with blue hair and melted into snow, and the hand on Ning Yu's waist quickly withered, and when he moved his knuckles slightly, he could even hear a crackling sound.

He was completely stunned, and raised his hand to touch his face rather helplessly, only to find that it was already full of scratches from the vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, the room was quiet, the person in his arms was warmly hugged by him, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were slightly parted, and the warm breath was on his aging neck, showing the reality and absurdity in front of him.

Shen Fuqiao's heart suddenly jumped wildly overwhelmed. He tightly covered his lips to prevent the sound of hard panting from disturbing the sleeping Ning Yu. He carefully pulled out his skinny arm and rushed out of the door in a panic.

The moonlight outside the door was deserted like a wordless sad prophecy, the mountain wind blew past, and the night shadow covered the moonlight.

Shen Fuqiao sat down slowly against the wall, looking at his old palm, but thinking of his lover who was still sleeping soundly on the couch.

Ning Yu... Will she cry?

Still afraid?

Fortunately, I didn't fall asleep. If Ning Yu woke up first tomorrow and saw that the person holding him was a handful of old bones, I don't know what he would be scared into. Maybe he would either kick himself to pieces or scream Make a noise in Yulin Mountain...

Thinking of this, the corners of Shen Fuqiao's wrinkled mouth were raised bluntly, and some inconspicuous smiles appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Smiling and laughing, his heart suddenly ached for some reason, he clutched his left chest in a daze and panted for a while, as if he wanted to vomit out all his exhausted internal organs.

His white hair fell from the side of his face to the ground, making the blood spilling from the corners of his lips very sad. In the dark room, you can't see your fingers, but you can vaguely hear the sound of tall bamboos swaying outside the room, which seems to be close to your ears, but also seems to be very far away. .

He dragged his sick body to survive in another world, neither strong nor gentle. Ning Yu would like him, probably because of his good appearance.Now that he is getting old and ugly, his hair is also white like snow, but Ning Yuan is in the prime of his life, handsome and unparalleled——

Ning Yue can run.

Shen Fuqiao secretly imagined this possibility, and felt quite bitter in his throat.

They're not married yet... If Ning Yu really wanted to run away, he would have no position to tie him down.

What's more, isn't it his destiny to return to the South China Sea?

"Brother, why don't you hug me to sleep and sit here in the middle of the night..."

Ning Yue's slightly lazy voice sounded suddenly in the dark night, and then stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of knees hitting the ground heavily, Shen Fuqiao's heart was clenched when he heard it, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it. , After reacting, his arms suddenly became stiff, and Ning Yu grabbed them tightly before retracting them. At that moment, Shen Fuqiao thought that his hands were about to be grabbed by him, but he still didn't try hard and let him hold them.

It's like grabbing a dead twig floating on the sea.

"What's going on?!" Ning Yu has excellent eyesight, and he can see Shen Fuqiao's white hair and old face clearly in such a dark night. His whole body is cold, and his voice is urgent and trembling, "Brother... elder brother……"

"I thought we Aning would not recognize me."

Shen Fuqiao smiled reluctantly, his hoarse and vicissitudes voice was like an old and damaged bellows, he couldn't help coughing as soon as he spoke, and looked extremely painful.

Ning Yu suddenly collapsed, and rushed over to hug Shen Fuqiao and choked heavily. The blood-red demonic power poured into Shen Fuqiao's body like crazy, but it just passed through in vain. Shen Fuqiao could feel the warm flow from his limbs. It stretches and passes, but it only stretches and passes.

"It's just fine! It's just fine..."

"It's that bottle of medicine! It's that snake!!!" Ning Yu yelled uncontrollably. Through his chest, Shen Fuqiao could feel his desperate rage, "I killed her...I killed her!!"

"A-Ning." Feeling the young body in his arms, he sighed rather distressedly, "Calm down...you are so impulsive, I can't rest assured."

Ning Yu hugged his dry neck and cried bitterly: "Then don't go, don't leave me alone!!"

It was rare for him to yell so loudly, and when he was so heart-piercing, his whole body was shaking. He clearly knew that crying was the most useless thing, but his tears still uncontrollably turned into broken strands of shark beads, falling down like money, Hitting the floor was like piercing the festered heart of Shen Fuqiao.

He raised his hand to touch Ning Yu's head, but his dry knuckles had just touched his soft hair, but he couldn't let go.

"I spent the last journey with Aning, and I am very content."

Shen Fuqiao's hand hung down as if nothing had happened, drawing a sad arc in the dark, the floor was cold, and when his knuckles touched it, it seemed that something was breaking silently.

"A-Ning." He called hoarsely, with a kind of inseparable pain and lingering in his voice, like a pious believer kneeling at the feet of a true Buddha, praying for his only obsession with his lifelong faith, "I forgot to tell you ……I love you."

If it was any other time in the past, Ning Yu would have been so happy when he heard this sentence, but at this moment he just bit his lip, trying not to let his cry out.

"According to the customs of our hometown, I should propose to you with a custom-made ring holding a red rose, but there are no rose seeds and no diamonds here. There are only wild mountain flowers and plants, just like me. Not good enough for you."

Ning Yu's whole body was trembling, and it took him a long time to utter a few words with difficulty: "It's not..."

"Let you commit yourself to me... I have no status, I live in poverty, and I have to be afraid all the time. In fact, I am so ashamed that I am so sad that I often wake up in the middle of the night. I can't sleep for a long time, and I suffer from it. Today's things, probably It is also a relief... I heard that the memory of fish is very short, Aning, how long will it take you to forget me?"

After Shen Fuqiao finished speaking, the sound of shark beads falling to the ground gradually subsided, and Ning Yue's body became colder and colder, not like the temperature of a living thing.

The two hugged in silence like this, as if they could escape some kind of irresistible ending, but it was only a seeming.After a while, Ning Yu suddenly laughed, that laughter was like a chilled ghost in the deep sea, and it looked very creepy at midnight.

He laughed more and more weirdly, more and more wantonly, as if he lost his mind, he hugged the sinking bridge and laughed wildly, and when he smiled, blood overflowed from the bottom of his eyes, dripping pathologically down his cold and severe cheeks. A rare blood shark bead rolled to the ground just like that, covered with dust and covered in darkness.

"Forget you...hahahahahaha...Shen Fuqiao, you ask me how long it will take me to forget you?" Ning Yu laughed so hard that he couldn't bear the pain as if he had heard some stupid joke, "Do you want to guess?" For a moment... if you die, will I chop you up and eat you... and make you mine forever?"

Shen Fuqiao actually thought about the scene carefully, and sighed softly: "If I don't have such an old and ugly body, it doesn't matter if I let you eat it, but forget it now, my flesh and bones are fragile, our baby Aning , still don’t have to be so hungry.”

Hearing Shen Fuqiao's light tone and intimate titles, Ning Yu suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, half of his breath was choked in his throat, and his face was miserable.He desperately grasped Shen Fuqiao's old and thin shoulder blades, his eyes were full of cruel scarlet.

"I won't let you go..."

His murmurs hurt Shen Fuqiao's bones, Shen Fuqiao felt out of breath, and his whole body was throbbing with pain.

"Brother is not leaving...Brother is just tired and needs to rest." He comforted in a gentle voice, the traces of gentleness in the past could be faintly heard in the vicissitudes of life, "A Ning knows that brother's life is like a dead body and a wife , before I met you, have you already experienced the sufferings and disasters in the world?"

"And when my brother is just asleep and relieved... don't cry, don't worry too much, and don't have to mourn. I have wasted my life and have nothing else, but this heart, whether it is beating or stagnant, alive or decaying, always belongs to me. Aning is alone... you eat it, and you have the right to think that I am with you."

Ning Yu seemed to have been touched by a certain string, a rescued smile suddenly appeared on his face, his white fangs were exposed, and a desperate madness shone in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand stiffly to cover his right chest, the sharp nails stabbed out silently, peeled off his reverse scales, and dug out his heart from the bloody chest cavity.

Shen Fuqiao's five senses were weakened, and he didn't know what he was doing at all. He didn't understand what was on his lips until the warm and bloody soft flesh touched his lips, and Ning Yue's nervous voice resounded brightly in the quiet room.

He caressed Ning Yukong's empty chest in a daze, and suddenly there was a sharp piercing sound in his ears, and blood seemed to burst out in his skull, and his whole body became bloody and at a loss.

Suddenly there was a heavy rain outside the house, the wind knocked down the trees in the middle of the mountain, thunder and lightning roared, and the torrential rain poured down. The entire Yulin Mountain mourned violently like a trapped animal.

"Be obedient... eat it..."

Before the words fell, the wooden door was suddenly kicked a few times, and it was cracked into damp powder with the wind and rain. As soon as the hurried figures of the three people outside the door appeared, they were smashed into the air by the blood sea vine covered in black mist. attack.

Lin Niang held an umbrella in front of her, and formed a blue barrier in place to counteract it. Ghosts howled in pain from the blood sea vines, and pierced Lin Niang's blue-and-white oil-paper umbrella fiercely in the collision of demonic power, and the barrier collapsed Broken, Lin Niang ignored the sudden wound on her body and pulled back the handle of the umbrella, imprisoning the blood sea vine so that she could not break free for a while.

Ruan Bai used all his cartilage techniques on Ning Yu behind the umbrella, and Chu Lian took the opportunity to use Nine Tails to drag out the unconscious floating bridge from Ning Yu's arms. Several fluffy foxtails.The beating heart was firmly caught by Ruan Bai, and he pushed it back into Ning Yu's chest. The snow-white monster power gradually sealed and healed the flesh and blood, and also paralyzed Ning Yu's roar of hatred.

The author has something to say: All the members of Yulin Mountain are wicked. (bushi)

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