Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin felt a bit like Sheng Rufei, but the red line on his wrist was not tied to the other party, so he was a little uncertain.I don't know what was installed in this room, maybe Jun Yewu could see him, but he didn't act rashly.

The chains on the wrists collided together and made a bang bang bang bang sound. Lin Sijin couldn't verify it, but there was a spirit beside him, so he could ask the other party.

He raised his wrist with difficulty, and slowly wrote two words on the ground behind him.

Lin Fuheng noticed the young man's movements, he could see through the disguise, and had already recognized the cheap brother of this little trash, but he didn't say it directly.

"Your senior brother is in the dungeon now, do you think he has the ability to sneak in?"

Indeed, Lin Fuheng was a little surprised. His eyes fell on Sheng Rufei, and he guessed that it might be because the young man was born with sword bones, and his cultivation was higher than what he had achieved.

If given some more time, he would definitely be able to grow into a character not to be underestimated, but it is estimated that there will be no such opportunity.

Lin Sijin was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and he didn't know the situation outside. Now that Jun Yewu was away, it was a good opportunity to escape.

"Don't worry, there are layers of guards outside right now, and there is also the Tongtian Stone set up by the Snow Demon in the room, he can see your every move."

Lin Fuheng noticed that the young man in the gown with the sky demon pattern noticed something, and he clenched his halberd tightly. He was thoughtful, thinking of something in his eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"Do you still remember what I didn't ask you? It's hard to understand the cause and effect of the previous life..." Lin Fuheng looked down at the young man's face, "It's not easy for you and your senior brother to be together."

Lin Sijin was still trying to find the Tongtian Stone, but he did find it. He saw several places in the room, surrounding him in all directions, with glazed lights shining like many eyes, staring at him densely.

Made him feel a little queasy.

He heard the last sentence of the other party, but he didn't take it seriously. What if he and Sheng Rufei were together, could it be possible to separate them?

He recalled what Feng Rugao said, it was indeed not impossible, he moved his fingertips slightly, and what he was most curious about was the identity of the other party.

So he wrote another word on the ground with his fingertips.

:you.

"You want to ask who I am?" Lin Fuheng said calmly, "I told you before that I am you."

He came from the past, but now he is a solitary soul, which will dissipate at any time, and he can only rely on the young man to barely stabilize the soul body.

"Don't rush to ask the answer, when the time comes, all the truth will come out."

This is not equivalent to saying nothing, Lin Sijin was a little speechless, he looked at the guard standing beside him, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he looked like Sheng Rufei.

The guard stood upright, holding the halberd on his fingertips, and never looked back at him, like a silent statue, standing there motionless.

"When will Shengjun come back?" Lin Sijin opened his mouth, still staring at the guard.

The guard ignored him, but still guarded his post, pretending not to hear.

Jun Yewu only let the other party look at him, but didn't allow him to talk to him, so it's normal for the guard to ignore him.

"I'm thirsty, can you bring me a cup of tea?"

The guard didn't move after hearing the words. After a while, he seemed to have received a voice transmission, and went to the table to pour him a cup of tea. The tea was served in front of him and placed on the ground.

Lin Sijin met a pair of dark eyes through the mask, and he immediately recognized that it was Sheng Rufei.His eyes widened slightly, and he quickly pretended not to know anything, and pouted.

"Can you feed me a drink?"

The guard pinched the rim of the cup with his slender fingertips. Hearing that his fingertips moved slightly, the cup was placed firmly on the ground, then he stood up and returned to his original position.

Lin Sijin was restrained half-kneeling, and it was impossible to touch the teacup, not to mention that he was still in shackles on his wrists, unless he lay down on the ground like a dog to drink water.

Jun Yewu made it clear that it was on purpose, to embarrass him on purpose.

Lin Sijin didn't touch the tea in front of him, he had to look at the guard not far away from time to time, he was a little worried at first, but with Sheng Rufei around, he was inexplicably relieved, and thoughtfully looked at Sheng Rufei.

No matter what the young man wears, he is very disciplined, his collar is tightly stitched, and his whole demeanor is indifferent, with a bit of aloofness and abstinence. It looks like the kind of restraint in his bones.

It seems to be far away from people, with a strong sense of boundaries.

But this impression was a long time ago, when he looks at Sheng Rufei now, he only thinks that Sheng Rufei is suitable for Xuanyi and looks good.

No matter how much he stared, Sheng Rufei remained motionless, and never made any overstepping behavior.

Lin Fuheng looked at the little trash, Dim Sum, who didn't move his eyes, and sneered in his heart, this is because his soul has been hooked away.He gently twisted the boy's ear with his fingertips.

"If you have time to watch him, why not study how to unlock the chains."

"This lock has a spiritual hole, as long as the spiritual energy is opened, it can be destroyed."

Lin Sijin didn't know it, he only saw it in the classics, and his ears hurt a little from being twisted, his expression was slightly distorted, but he didn't dare to cry out the pain.

"Really...really?"

With such a movement, the halberd in the guard's hand was aimed at him in an instant, and the halberd blade reflected a cold silver light. If he moved a little further, it would cut his skin.

Lin Sijin was stunned for a moment, her heart raised her throat, and she unconsciously pursed her lips when she met the young man's slightly downcast eyes, feeling a little aggrieved.

What are you doing, he didn't move.

Knowing that Sheng Rufei was just pretending, he knelt and sat motionless. After a while, Sheng Rufei took back the halberd.

Lin Sijin accidentally touched the spiritual energy hole. Unlocking this lock requires a one-time penetration of spiritual energy. He has not tried it yet, and he is not sure whether his spiritual power is enough.

"Don't worry about spiritual power, you have already taken the Sacred Heart of Snow Lotus, and the most important thing you need now is spiritual power."

Lin Sijin was encouraged, and always felt that this invisible soul seemed to know him very well. He didn't even open his mouth, and the other party could always guess what he was thinking.

He tried to use his spiritual power, and it actually worked. These shackles are really ordinary shackles. It seems that Jun Yewu is not worried about him running away at all.

Lin Sijin tried several times for the spiritual energy to flow into the spiritual hole, but failed. His fingertips hurt a little, especially the position of the wrist.

Lin Fuheng frowned, he couldn't do such a simple thing well, and his brows softened quickly.

"Don't worry, try again."

Lin Sijin's control of spiritual power was very awkward. He couldn't turn his spiritual power for a long time, and a layer of sweat broke out on his anxious forehead.

"Ordinary disciples learn to untie the spirit hole, and use it up to ten times. According to your senior brother, you may be able to untie it once. You have tried fifteen times now."

Lin Fuheng: "It's more than fifteen times different from your senior brother."

Lin Sijin was a little unhappy when he heard the facts stated in this way, and this person would poke at him in the bottom of his heart, knowing that he cared about Sheng Rufei much better than him, and guessed his mind clearly.

The corners of his lips were straightened, and he concentrated his attention this time to feel the direction of the aura in the chain.The spiritual energy gathered together and condensed into a very thin spiritual flow, like a silver needle moving through it, and finally figured out the direction, because when agitated, the spiritual energy dissipated again.

Lin Sijin tried it a second time, a third time, a fourth time... On the fifth time, he heard a very slight movement, his fingertips moved slightly, and the chain was untied.

It took a total of twenty times, but what Sheng Rufei could do once, he needed twenty times.

Lin Fuheng saw that the young man was depressed, and cast a sad glance at the culprit standing not far away, thinking that it was also his own fault that caused the young man's intellect to be dull.

He tried his best to restrain his voice a little, but there was still a little coldness, "You have something wrong with your bones, if it wasn't for..."

If it weren't for me, no one could match your talent.

Lin Sijin undid the shackles, he ignored Lin Fuheng who was whispering in his ear, and glanced at the Tongtian Stone not far away, if he ran now, Jun Yewu would definitely find out immediately.

The chain was still on his wrist, and it looked like it was intact, but in fact, as long as he pulled a little, the chain would break immediately.

"Just wait, he's already back." Lin Fuheng sneered, touched the young man with his fingertips, and helped the young man heal the wound on his wrist.

Lin Sijin's wrist was still hurting, but he felt a warm current, and the pain disappeared.He realized something, and his heart moved slightly, but he couldn't speak, so he didn't respond, only his fingertips moved slightly.

The door of the temple was opened again, revealing the familiar gown with the sky demon pattern. Jun Yewu's face was pale and gloomy, obviously finding the holy object was not going well.

Lin Sijin looked at the man across the air, the man's gloomy gaze fell on him first, he subconsciously stepped back a little, his fingertips touched the wall, and the chains collided with each other making a dull sound.

As a result, he accidentally kicked the teacup in front of him. The teacup was kicked over, rolled around, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

This noise was not small, Lin Sijin felt very embarrassed, Jun Yewu's gaze became a little gentle again, he walked up to him step by step, looked down at him, "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid." Lin Sijin restrained himself from looking over to Sheng Rufei's side. If he wasn't afraid, it would be a ghost, and he broke his wrist just now. He was afraid that Jun Yewu would go crazy, and his arms and legs would be lost.

Jun Yewu's pupils were very light in color, reflecting his figure. His scalp felt a little numb from the look, and he moved back a little, letting himself lean against the wall in the corner.

After a while, there was a coughing sound, Jun Yewu looked a little thinner, and his face became even paler.

Lin Sijin took a look, always feeling like the expression of a short-lived ghost, or the expression of about to burp.

After Jun Yewu came in, the guard waited in the dark. Jun Yewu finished coughing, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and said, "Come out."

A figure appeared in the dark, Jun Yewu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the figure was half kneeling on the ground, performing the royal ritual of their demon clan.

"Take off your mask."

The guard's mask almost covered his entire face. Lin Sijin was a little nervous when he heard the words. He was worried about revealing his secrets, so he raised it in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any abnormalities, so he looked along carefully.

After Jun Yewu's words fell, the boy immediately took off his mask, revealing an ordinary face, with few features, but his eyes and eyebrows were dark, and there was a shadow like a jadeite.

Lin Sijin blinked, he could undoubtedly recognize Sheng Rufei, but he wondered if Jun Yewu could tell.

Maybe it's because he stayed with Sheng Rufei for a long time, even though he didn't look the same, he could recognize him through subtle movements and eyes.

Jun Yewu squinted his eyes and looked at it, a sense of disobedience flashed in his heart, and soon realized that the fingertips of the guard in front of him were slightly white, and the surface was well concealed, but in fact he was afraid, he said after a while, "Go down."

After speaking, the figure of the guard disappeared in the hall.

Lin Sijin also breathed a sigh of relief, but he was more worried about himself now, he tucked his fingertips in, but Jun Yewu turned around.

The gown with the sky demon pattern was thrown on the ground, and Jun Yewu was only wearing an undershirt, and said in a casual voice, "Come here."

As soon as the chains on Lin Sijin's body were loosened, he was released from the confinement. Knowing that he was being told to go over, he stood up from the spot, looked at his wrist, and reluctantly passed by the wall.

It was easy to see from his expression, when he came in front of the man, he found that Jun Yewu had taken off his shirt, exposing his upper body, the wound on his waist and abdomen had barely healed, but there were a few more wounds on his heart.

The several wounds looked like they had just been made, and looked a little scary, as if they could penetrate the entire heart, and were only less than a finger away from the heart.

The man has mild eyebrows and eyes, and there are ointments and cloth strips beside him, obviously asking him to help treat the wound.

Lin Sijin's wrists were still in shackles, and as he walked, they collided with each other, causing pain in his jaw. The man pinched his face with his fingertips, and his voice was low and gentle.

"Take care of your hands. If you touch the wound clumsily again this time, it will be more than just breaking your wrist."

Lin Sijin's jaw hurts, he has always been clumsy, let alone being threatened, he whispered, "I don't know how to do this, if you ask me to apply medicine, I will inevitably touch it."

With his fingertips resting on the side of the bed, he was forced to move forward and barely stabilized his figure. When he noticed Jun Yewu's gaze, he felt agitated in his heart and dared not look at Jun Yewu.

"Don't be afraid, at worst, another hand will be broken." Jun Yewu's eyes were gentle, his fingertips twisted under his jaw, and he quickly let go.

Lin Sijin: "..."

It was easy to say, the corners of Lin Sijin's lips were straightened, the man in front of him closed his eyes, he very doubted that Jun Yewu's injury was not healed yet.

Looking at it like this, it is very similar to the last wound. The wound cannot be healed. If the medicine is not applied, the area will expand, and the medicine can barely stop the bleeding temporarily.

He moved cautiously, the pain in his wrist was no longer there, but there were still traces left, the herbal medicine was a black puddle, and it smelled like blood.

He had given medicine to Sheng Rufei before, and now Lin Sijin is a little more proficient. He is the kind of person who has no way to resist and compromises temporarily, and his principles are very low.

Lin Fuheng had a panoramic view of the young man's expression, it was because he was afraid of being beaten, he tried his best to give the enemy medicine, and he didn't hold grudges at all, or he didn't care at all.

During the time he was with the young man, whether it was towards Feng Rugao or the other cats and dogs with the same breath, the young man had no temper. He knew that his cultivation was low, so he would try his best to avoid it. Compromise, there is no bottom line.

The only time he ever saw a teenager get angry and emotional was because of that cheap kid surnamed Sheng.

Little waste dim sum cares about her senior brother far more than herself.

But he didn't forget how the boy surnamed Sheng used Lin Sijin in Raksha City.

Young, ambitious, deep in the city, rich in strategy, deep in thought and able to restrain desires, he can tell that Sheng Rufei also likes Lin Sijin, but so what, Sheng Rufei has never done anything to cross boundaries Things.

He never made a promise, and only made the young man happy. This kind of temperament...is not suitable for delivery.Maybe he had other plans, but his reincarnation was simple, and in the young man's hands, he could almost see the head at a glance, and he would only be eaten to death.

Lin Sijin didn't know that he was labeled as "simple-minded" again. His attention was all on Jun Yewu's wound. There were many scars on the man's body. He had no interest at all. He just wanted to finish applying the medicine and stay away. This big devil.

The more nervous he was, the more likely he was to make mistakes. When his fingertips accidentally touched Jun Yewu's wound, his fingertips became bright red instantly, his eyelids twitched, and a gaze came from above his head.

Lin Sijin's voice was a little stiff, "I didn't mean to."

As he said, he applied some more medicine to Jun Yewu's wound, trying to cover up the bleeding and stopped the bleeding, and he resolutely didn't go to see Jun Yewu.

After a while, the man looked away, and it seemed that he didn't intend to see him as well. Lin Sijin heaved a sigh of relief. After applying the medicine, he bandaged the other party, with a slightly skilled technique, and tied an ugly bow.

A gloomy voice suddenly came from above, "Have you bandaged other people's wounds?"

Lin Sijin felt that this was asking nonsense. He didn't know what Jun Yewu meant by asking, so he replied carefully, "Occasionally, some brothers in the division are injured, and I will help them bandage."

The breath in the air was a bit colder, but before Lin Sijin could react, a force came towards him from mid-air, and he was thrown to the ground with a "bang", his forehead touched the corner of the table, feeling Arrived in a lukewarm.

Lin Sijin snorted softly, his eyes turned black from the pain, he was unprepared, and Jun Yewu's cultivation level was much higher than his, so he tried to touch it with his fingertips, but his hand was sticky.

There was a sour feeling in his throat, and his eyes also became hot. When he saw blood, he felt a little scared, and he hit his back, and there was a burning pain.

Jun Yewu looked over coldly, his fingertips had retracted his strength, but he didn't expect the young man to be so weak, so weak that he couldn't even resist such an attack.

A gloomy look flashed across his brows and eyes, and he was no longer gentle. Seeing the young man touching the blood on his forehead with a dazed expression, another emotion came up in his heart, which was suppressed by him.

Lin Sijin didn't say anything, his back was stabbed, and it was impossible to yell at Jun Yewu.He stood up on the table by himself, staggering slightly, went to the corner by himself, and stayed in the corner silently.

He wiped the blood on his cuff, and a gash on his forehead felt cold, and a warm touch fell on his forehead again. The wound was warm, and the pain soon stopped.

"Why didn't you hide just now?"

Lin Sijin felt that his ears had been pulled again, and the other party seemed to be more angry than him. He was the one who was obviously injured, and he felt even more aggrieved when his ears were pulled, and he held his breath and did not speak.

The other party was not Sheng Rufei, so he didn't want to tell him why.

He hugged his knees and curled up together. Now he didn't know what Sheng Rufei's plan was. With Jun Yewu around, he couldn't run away.

Thinking in his mind about the possibility of taking advantage of Jun Yewu's unpreparedness to directly defeat the person and then run away, he glanced at the direction of the bed, Jun Yewu was leaning against the wall and resting with his eyes closed, without any clothes or bedding.

It's none of his business, it would be nice if he could faint from the cold.

Lin Sijin took a look and then looked away. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that eyes fell on him from time to time, and the eyes became more and more gloomy.

There were only the two of them in the hall, and there was no one else except Jun Yewu. He was a little puzzled, why was he still angry when he sat in the corner and did nothing.

Lin Sijin didn't understand, and didn't want to think deeply about it, it was really unreasonable for Jun Yewu to treat him like that, and he wasn't angry yet.

He hugged his knees, felt sleepy, and slowly fell asleep, his body was very cold, this was the second time he slept on the floor with Jun Yewu.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the movement outside. It seemed to be very lively outside. He slowly opened his eyes. There was a cold wind blowing in, and the guard outside the door was making a report.

"The holy king... is the envoy of killing evil spirits, and they are asking to see him outside the temple."

"He said he must come in, there is something important to deal with."

Jun Yewu stood sideways and didn't speak. He noticed something and looked at him, and he shrank back subconsciously.

A black mist appeared again in the hall, and Jun Yewu said to the guard: "Take him down, don't let the envoys see the flaws."

"Do you want to be locked in the water prison together?"

Jun Yewu saw the young man hearing the word "water prison", his eyes seemed to be looking forward to it, his eyes paused slightly, "Shut off."

The voice fell, and the person turned into a monk again. Lin Sijin was led down by a guard, who was still the same guard just now. He walked slowly, and when he was leaving, he could feel Jun Yewu's scrutinizing eyes .

Lin Sijin walked slowly, his forehead hurt, and his back hurt too. Walking around the corner, a red line suddenly appeared on his wrist, and the red line was connected to the guard in front of him.

He became excited and ignored the pain at this moment, "Master..."

The guard didn't say a single word, the footsteps of the guard stopped slightly, he immediately shut up, obediently followed behind the young man, walked through the bamboo forest and various corridors, and arrived at a courtyard.

The room was small, just as Lin Sijin was about to open his mouth again, the boy turned around, put his fingertips on his lips, made a silent gesture, and then looked behind him.

Lin Sijin understood what it meant, which meant that others could hear it, but Xu Jun Yewu was still worried and eavesdropped on their speech in the dark.

So he stopped talking, the boy walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and wrote on the table with his cold white fingertips dipped in the tea.

: Don't make a sound, he can hear

Lin Sijin nodded, and he also imitated Sheng Rufei to write on the table by dipping in water.

: How did the brother get in here?

The boy waited for him to finish writing, and then continued writing slowly.

: I realized something was wrong the night before, it was not me who was imprisoned in the water prison

Lin Sijin was a little relieved, he still had to write, his wrist was held, he raised his head, and met his dark eyes that were as emerald as jade.

Those eyes are always very cold, but now they are pitch black, as if shrouded in a layer of haze, all emotions are hidden in them, so that no one can easily pry into them.

He didn't feel scared when he saw it, knowing that Sheng Rufei was worried about him, he shook his head slightly, and wrote a few words in Sheng Rufei's palm with his fingertips.

: I'm fine, the injury was accidentally knocked out

Sheng Rufei stretched out her fingertips and touched his forehead lightly, a little coldness appeared in her eyes for a moment, and then disappeared soon, returning to her usual indifference.

His wrist was held, Sheng Rufei didn't say a word, and silently helped him bandage the wound on his forehead, he stayed in a quiet environment, Sheng Rufei felt more at ease, and when he closed his eyes, he felt sleepy again.

Feeling his cheek being touched in a daze, he didn't care, just squinted for a while, planning to tell Sheng Rufei about the sacred object when he woke up.

He was too frightened and needed sleep to rest his head.

Sheng Rufei looked down at the boy's sleeping face. The boy's forehead was wrapped in gauze, and his face was still a little pale. He fell asleep again after a while, perhaps because he was afraid of pain due to blood loss.

He rubbed his fingertips against the boy's cheek, his eyelashes cast a shadow, his cold white finger bones moved lightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

After standing there for a while, he stretched out his fingertips again, rubbed the wounds of the boy through the gauze, then leaned over slightly, and gently touched the corners of his lips.

The movement is cautious, with incomparable treasure and restraint.