Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijinxuan's courtyard was hidden in the sea of ​​flowers, and it was not easy to find. He set up an enchantment outside, cleaned up briefly, and looked at Sheng Rufei's wounds by the side of the bed.

When he looked at it last night, he was still healed well, but now the wound was open again, and the blood soaked Sheng Rufei's clothes, and he carefully helped Sheng Rufei turn over.

"Stained with evil spirit, these are the wounds of the devil?" Lin Sijin didn't need to answer, he took off Sheng Rufei's clothes, there were many scars on it, some of which were not stained with evil spirit.

Explain that it's not just magic repair.

The wound was stuck to the clothes, and he used spells to separate it. There were not only new wounds, but his eyes paused for a moment.

Sheng Rufei had never taken off her clothes in front of him. Apart from new injuries, there were old scars of different sizes on her waist, abdomen, back, and gnarled abdominal muscles.

There was one on the shoulder, and the other on the side of the waist. The scars were so deep that they seemed to be able to penetrate Sheng Rufei's entire body.

Lin Sijin stretched out his fingertips and touched it. He touched Sheng Rufei's skin. Sheng Rufei's skin temperature was very high. When he touched it, Sheng Rufei's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled.

I don't know how these injuries were done, but a few...look inexplicably familiar.

Lin Sijin was a little dazed, he rested his fingertips on it, and swept the thick black blood like ink from the wound, and he came back to his senses.

As if someone had poked the bottom of his heart with a needle, he found out the medicine powder to dispel demon poison, sprinkled some on Sheng Rufei's wound, and bandaged Sheng Rufei again.

The black blood gradually became normal, every wound was bandaged again, he tied many ugly bows, and then helped Sheng Rufei put on the clothes.

There was an abnormal flush on Sheng Rufei's face, and he touched it with his hands again, it was terribly hot.

"Fuheng, when will my brother's fever subside?"

Lin Sijin doesn't know medical skills, and there is no one else around him to ask, so he can only ask Fuheng.

"Depending on the individual situation, if the willpower is not strong enough, it may take ten days and a half a month. If the willpower exceeds ordinary people, maybe it will be better the next day."

Lin Sijin: "Why?"

He touched Sheng Rufei's forehead again, took out a small handkerchief from his pocket, moistened it with spells, the handkerchief became icy cold, and then applied it on Sheng Rufei's forehead.

"My senior brother is very determined."

Lin Fuheng: "The demonic poison invades the body, not only infecting the body, but also invading the mind."

"Just watch over him and see if he wakes up in a few days."

Lin Sijin touched Sheng Rufei's forehead again, he touched it with his fingertips, and the handkerchief was warmed up after a while, so he used magic again to cool the handkerchief.

He couldn't stay idle, and went to touch Sheng Rufei's chest again. Sure enough, there was still a handkerchief stuffed inside, which was given to Sheng Rufei by him before.

"Are there still many people staring at him now?"

Sheng Rufei's face was pale, and his brows were slightly frowned. When he put his fingertips on it, the center of Sheng Rufei's brows eased little by little.

"Yes," Fu Heng replied truthfully, "If he is caught, he may die."

"Sacred objects are involved, and Moxiu is behind the scenes. If I guess correctly, there should be many people wanting his life now."

Lin Sijin didn't ask the stupid question of why he had to take his life. Whether it's a fairy gate or a magic cultivator, there are some spells that can take a person's life and then capture memory.

This is both convenient and safe, and it is guaranteed that the desired news will not fall into the hands of others.

"You are a burden to your senior brother now," Fu Heng said, "I have never asked you how you are thinking."

It's about the Inanimate Sword Intent.

The corners of Lin Sijin's lips tightened. He looked at Sheng Rufei's profile. He had never made such a choice before, and he was only a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

No rich experience and experience can tell him how to choose.

"What if I fail?"

"Do you still remember not asking about the fates that were calculated for you?" Fu Heng didn't answer his question, but said, "You are connected with past life karma, if you don't untie it, not only will you two be separated, but your senior brother will also be separated." lives will be lost."

"As for you, you will become a victim of the front line. Whether you live or die depends on the mood of others."

"Then if I learn it, he will be able to do well?"

Lin Sijin recalled the patterns of feathered cranes he had seen, the fake Shengru Fei in the phantom array, the wraith flower that bloomed for him, and the scarecrow on the carriage at that time.

Everything seems to be vaguely foreshadowed, he is already deep in the whirlpool, Sheng Rufei is also implicated in it, he has no way out.

But now he doesn't even know the cause of everything.

"It may not be possible to save him, but it can protect him temporarily so that he doesn't need to get hurt for you again."

A long wind blows outside, the blood tower looms in the distance, the wraith flower blooms faintly, the red plants sink into the end of the sky with the wind, countless wraiths cry and murmur.

Crying is not crying, smiling is not smiling, as if pitying the young man named Abyss who does not know his future.

A piece of wraith flower fell on the ground at the door, and Lin Sijin didn't speak for a while.

He finally said something softly, his voice was a little low, and there was a soft touch on the top of his head, Fuheng was silent for a long time.

"You'll know the answer soon."

The corners of Lin Sijin's lips tightened after hearing this, and a great sense of panic emerged in his heart. He looked at Sheng Rufei who was still unconscious, buried in Sheng Rufei's chest, and stared at Sheng Rufei's profile.

"Brother, when do you wake up, don't tell me anything on weekdays."

"Be strong."

Lin Sijin lay on Sheng Rufei's chest, and he liked to lean on Sheng Rufei's body. Remembering that Sheng Rufei was still injured, he got up again and changed Sheng Rufei's handkerchief again.

In the evening, he had been guarding Sheng Rufei's bed, and at this moment, he heard a loud buzzing from the distant sky.

The buzzing sound was like a giant beast whining, and it made people's ears tingle and hurt. His temples throbbed, and while covering his ears with something, he covered Sheng Rufei's ears.

The room seemed to be shaking with it, Lin Sijin hugged Sheng Rufei, worried about touching Sheng Rufei's wound, and it took a while to slowly regain his calm.

Lin Sijin asked: "Fuheng, what happened just now?"

"The blood tower is open. If you want to go out, you must enter the blood tower."

"Qiu Shui is also there."

Lin Sijin has a vague idea in his mind now, but he dare not confirm it. As we all know, Qiushui belongs to Fuheng.

Follow his soul to ask him to find the location of Qiushui sword, and also know the meaning of Wusheng sword, and know the whereabouts of Qiushui.

He just told Sheng Rufei yesterday that Fuheng has nothing to do with Immortal Fuheng, whether he will slap his face or not, he will know when he enters the Blood Pagoda.

Lin Sijin let go of Sheng Rufei, he was a little worried, went out to look at the barrier again, and came back after making sure that there was no movement in the barrier.

As soon as he came back and sat down beside Sheng Rufei, a string was tense in his heart, and it slowly became tighter and tighter as time went by, and he didn't know when it would break.

When his fingertips touched Sheng Rufei's forehead again, the young man who was leaning against the wall slowly opened his eyes. He was reflected in the deep black eyes, and he was still a little unresponsive.

Immediately after, great joy enveloped him, and he called out "senior brother" cheerfully, feeling as if his voice was blocked, and also forgot that Sheng Rufei was still injured, so he threw himself into Sheng Rufei's arms.

"Brother, you're awake. Do you know that you scared me to death just now?" Lin Sijin hugged him, and then touched Sheng Rufei's forehead. It was still hot, but not as scary as before.

"You fainted suddenly, I'm so scared, I told you to rest for two days to recuperate your injury, you still don't want to..." Lin Sijin babbled, with a little grievance in her voice, softer than usual And soft-spoken.

The fingertips of the boy who was being held by him touched his back, and when he heard Sheng Rufei cough, he suddenly became nervous again, ready to get up, but was held down by Sheng Rufei again.

Sheng Rufei held him in her arms, her voice was low and hoarse, "I'm fine."

He could hear the strangeness in Sheng Rufei's voice, looked up at Sheng Rufei, touched Sheng Rufei's palm with his fingertips, and his face was covered in cold sweat.

"Brother, did you have a nightmare?"

Sheng Rufei didn't reply, but held his fingertips, the flush on his face faded, and he became morbidly pale, his brows and eyes became more intense, and his whole person had a sickly beauty.

It took a while to say, "No."

"Then..." Lin Sijin was about to retract his fingertips to touch Sheng Rufei's forehead, but at the moment he was about to retract his fingertips, he suddenly felt an extremely gloomy and sickly aura, like Some huge beast was staring at him.

As long as he dared to shrink back, he would rush up to bite his fragile neck and devour him.

Lin Sijin is not an idiot, it's just the two of them, so it goes without saying what it means, a strong sense of crisis came up from his tailbone, and he didn't dare to move in an instant.

He looked at Sheng Rufei's eyes, Sheng Rufei still remained silent and did not speak, just looked down at him slightly, his eyelashes were as black as splashed ink, and his eyes were even darker.

"Then why have you been frowning all this time?" Lin Sijin's heart was beating non-stop, but on the surface he forced himself to remain calm, staying beside Sheng Rufei as quietly as a chicken.

Don't dare to move.

"Because I had a nightmare," Sheng Rufei was still pressing on him, stroking his skin with his fingertips through the clothes, moving his fingertips little by little, and finally stopped at the position of his tailbone.

"Just now I said no," Lin Sijin guessed that he might have had some bad dream, and he subconsciously refuted it when he asked.

He endured the discomfort behind his back, still holding the corner of Sheng Rufei's clothes with his fingertips, and asked, "Brother, I just changed the medicine for you, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Just now your body was terribly hot, but it's better now, does the wound hurt?"

Sheng Rufei kept staring at him, said "it doesn't hurt" and then "no", answering his two questions.

"What nightmare did you have?"

The young man in his arms was obedient and well-behaved, with a gentle voice, which sounded like a spring breeze to his ears. Sheng Rufei recalled the scene he saw in his dream, and touched the young man's tailbone with his fingertips, covering up the emotions in his eyes.

"No nightmares."

Lin Sijin: "..."

He was a little unhappy, Sheng Rufei was playing him, the corners of his lips were tense, "You say yes one moment, and no, are you playing tricks on me?"

"The injury is also true. I don't want to tell me, so I hold on."

Lin Sijin was angry, he didn't want Sheng Rufei to hide everything from him, and he didn't want Sheng Rufei to bear so much alone.

"I know, tell me, maybe I will only make trouble, but you have to discuss it with me, otherwise I don't know anything."

"I am worried about you."

As Lin Sijin spoke, her grievances welled up, especially when she thought about the injuries on Sheng Rufei's body. The injuries were so severe and yet she insisted on telling him that it was okay. The sac hurts vaguely.

"If you do this again next time, I will leave you alone."

When you are angry, what you say usually does not go through your brain.

After he finished speaking, the eyes of the young man in front of him changed a little, the aura around him suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, his face was gorgeous and cold, and for a moment he felt like a ghost crawling out of hell.

A fishy and sweet breath spread from Sheng Rufei's throat, and countless dark thoughts in his heart rushed out at this moment, and the boiling blood vessels seemed to freeze at this moment.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was deep and cold, cold and without warmth.

"Can you say that again."

After Lin Sijin finished speaking, he regretted a little. He watched Sheng Rufei's face turn pale, obviously angry, and the fingers on his waist were too hard, which made him a little out of breath. Come.

He immediately lost his aura, wanting to turn into a quail and shrink into Sheng Rufei's arms, but there was still an aura in his heart, he felt that he could not compromise, Sheng Rufei would never hit him anyway, he whispered again repeat.

"If you don't tell me anything next time... I will leave you alone."

The voice fell, and the whole room fell silent.