After transmigrating the book, the villain became my favorite

Did Xie Yanning really not notice the clues, or did he suddenly show mercy and decide to spare his life?

Whether it is the former or the latter, it is his great fortune.

Immediately, he loosened his body, took a sneak peek at Xie Yanning, then collected himself, and then said: "The hidden pile just came to report. Someone saw Guardian Zuo haunting Zhixi Mountain three days ago."

Xie Yanning nodded: "Let's set off for Zhixi Mountain now."

Lu Huaizhen clasped her fists: "The disciple obeys."

The luggage of the two of them was destroyed by the giant silkworm together with the carriage, and there was nothing left for the two of them to clean up. After Xie Yanning washed up, he set off after eating breakfast.

The two of them could have arrived at Zhixi Mountain within a day, but because Xie Yanning was unable to make the journey at night, as dusk approached, the two had to find an inn to stay.

Xie Yanning was afraid that he would hurt Lu Huaizhen again, this time, before losing his mind, he drew a formation around the bed.

Then, he laid down on the bed with peace of mind. After a while, he completely lost his mind, bit his lips instinctively, and barely supported himself with his hands, sitting up from the bed.

"Huaizhen..." He didn't know why he would spit out this name at all. After biting through the newborn scab and tasted the fishy sweetness, he suddenly realized that the reason why he spit out this name was because he wanted to be with Lu Huai. Zhen kisses, but where is Lu Huaizhen?

He looked around, he was the only living creature in the room.

He was panting out of order, and from time to time a low moan leaked from between his lips and teeth.

He wanted to get off the bed, but was blocked by a white light.

He was anxious and puzzled, and flicked the white light desperately, but the white light did not move at all.

What is this white light?

Why stop him from looking for Lu Huaizhen?

How can he shatter the white light?

His chaotic mind couldn't figure out why, so he could only continue to beat the white light.

At the same time, he kept calling: "Huaizhen, Huaizhen, Huaizhen..."

But Lu Huaizhen did not hear his call.

He was originally weak, but when he was young, he was exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to beat the white light.

He slumped down on the bed, gathering strength while biting his lips desperately to relieve the discomfort.

After a long time, he tried to sit up again, but his body was as if his bones had been taken out, so soft that he couldn't stand up at all.

He tried countless times, and every inch of his body was soaked, sticking to his clothes, which made him very uncomfortable.

He tore off his shirt with great effort, then stared blankly at the top of the bed.

There was nothing on top of the bed.

The blood scabs had all fallen off under his ravages, and some of them were sucked into his mouth together with the blood, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

It was quite difficult for him to even turn over, and he could only rely on his right hand that was close to the white light to beat the white light.

he can't get out...

In that room, Lu Huaizhen did not rest, but sat in front of the table, and there was no sound coming from Xie Yanning's room tonight.

Xie Yanning should be fine, she has already rested, right?

He was delusional again.

After finding Tang Yangxi and getting the "Lovesickness Bone", he begged Xie Yanning to expel him from the sect, right?Otherwise, one day, he will take advantage of Xie Yanning's unconsciousness and do unforgivable things.

He made up his mind and suddenly felt reluctant to give up. They obviously haven't found Tang Yangxi, nor have they obtained the "Lovesick Bone".

Another hour later, after taking a bath, he went to bed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, anxiety grew wildly in his heart.

Has Xie Yanning really rested?

He got off the bed, put on his coat, hurried to the door of Xie Yanning's room, knocked on the door and said: "Master, can you rest?"

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After a full cup of tea, there was still silence inside.

Xie Yanning is not an ordinary person, even if he has rested, he should wake up if there is any trouble.

Could it be that something happened?

This time, the door was not locked, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the door opened obediently.

He looked around, and it was pitch black inside, and the candle on the table had been extinguished.

He conjured up candlesticks and candles, and when he lit the candles, he saw Xie Yanning lying on the bed.

"Master." He called again, but Xie Yanning ignored him.

Could it be that Xie Yanning is suffering from an emergency?

Holding a candlestick in his hand, he walked towards the bed step by step. Xie Yanning, who caught sight of him, was lying on his back, breathing unsteadily, his brows were tightly knitted, his lips were bright red, and his arms were already bloody from being scratched.

He wanted to take a closer look at Xie Yanning's injury, but when he stretched out his hand, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

He looked down, only to realize that the circle drawn by Xie Yanning was blocking him.

His cultivation was far inferior to Xie Yanning's, so he probably couldn't break Xie Yanning's formation.

But this formation looks rough, Xie Yanning should have done it in a hurry, he might have a chance to split the formation.

He put down the candlestick, called out "Yang Qing", tried to chop it, but the formation did not loosen.

He was so anxious that he poured his inner breath into "Yang Qing", and made another chop.

This formation completely cut off all movement from the outside world, but Xie Yanning suddenly made an effort to look back with a sympathetic heart, and forcefully opened his eyelids.

He vaguely saw Lu Huaizhen outside the white light, and immediately opened his eyes wide.

Lu Huaizhen suddenly saw Xie Yanning's blood-drenched lips clearly, her heart ached beyond words, and she tremblingly said, "Yanning, does it hurt?"

"It hurts...it hurts..." Xie Yanning's eyes sparkled, staring at Lu Huaizhen, "Huaizhen, hug me and kiss me again, okay?"

Such coquettish words made Lu Huaizhen feel even more distressed.

Xie Yanning sat up with difficulty, and kissed where Lu Huaizhen's lips were.

However, he could only kiss the white light, which was cold and completely different from Lu Huaizhen's warm lips.

Lu Huaizhen put away "Yang Qing" and kissed her.

The taste of kissing through white light is not good, and it can only relieve a little discomfort.

Xie Yanning tapped the white light, wanting to get closer to Lu Huaizhen, and even closer, without a single gap.

While kissing Xie Yanning, Lu Huaizhen asked, "Yan Ning, can you untie the formation?"

Xie Yanning asked with a puzzled face: "What is the formation? And how to untie it?"

Lu Huaizhen coaxed: "Then how about you step back obediently?"

"En." Xie Yanning used her last strength to move herself to the end of the bed.

When Lu Huaizhen mentioned "Yang Qing", he hacked more than ten times before the formation was split into a thin crack.

It takes another half a cup of tea to allow Lu Huaizhen to pass through this crack.

Lu Huaizhen was about to get on the bed, and Xie Yanning, who had no strength at all, hurriedly threw herself into Lu Huaizhen's arms, and couldn't wait to kiss her.

Lu Huaizhen immediately kissed Xie Yanning back, and then stroked the black hair on the back of Xie Yanning's head to appease Xie Yanning.

The black hair is like a waterfall, making Xie Yanning's skin look like the first handful of winter snow.

Lu Huaizhen shook his head, preventing his hands from crossing the line.

After a while, scorching peach blossoms bloomed on Xie Yanning's skin one after another, making it no longer greasy.

Lu Huaizhen had clearly dyed Xie Yanning beautiful, but her heart became more and more dissatisfied.

It shouldn't be.

Can't go any further.

He stroked Xie Yanning's messy forehead hair and asked, "How about I bandage your wound first?"

Xie Yanning was busy kissing Lu Huaizhen's eyebrows, without saying a word.

Xie Yanning's arms no longer have a piece of good flesh, and the bed has turned scarlet.

Fearing that Xie Yanning would be hurt, Lu Huaizhen applied hemostatic powder on Xie Yanning tremblingly, then tore off his clothes, and bandaged his arms.

After bandaging, he held Xie Yanning's cheeks again, and said, "Are you tired?"

Xie Yanning shook her head, her lips kept lingering on Lu Huaizhen's forehead, eyebrows, cheeks, and nose.

Lu Huaizhen let Xie Yanning kiss him, and after a while, Xie Yanning kissed Lu Huaizhen's lips flatteringly, and called him softly: "Huaizhen...Huaizhen..."

Lu Huaizhen understood, stretched out her hand, and saw Xie Yanning clasped his wrist with one hand, and pointed at his lips with the other.

He rubbed Xie Yanning's hair and asked, "Do you prefer this?"

Xie Yanning nodded, obviously making excessive demands, but on the surface he was full of innocence.

"Okay." Lu Huaizhen actually hated doing this, but because the object is Xie Yanning, he can do whatever he wants.

He lowered his head, and suddenly felt that Xie Yanning was kissing the back of his head. His brain was uncontrollably hot and hot, as if it was about to melt. Xie Yanning's forehead hair scratched his ears from time to time, and Xie Yanning's breath was even more Bu Landing sank into his cochlea.

How great would it be if Xie Yanning could get so close to him after waking up?

He felt desperate, and after a long time, he raised his head, stared greedily at Xie Yanning and said, "Sleep, Yanning."

Yan Ning, Yan Ning, Yan Ning...

He could only take advantage of Xie Yanning's loss of consciousness and call Xie Yanning "Yan Ning".

"Huaizhen." Xie Yanning responded to him, and said with pursed lips, "I don't want to sleep."

Lu Huaizhen asked bitterly, "What do you want to do?"

"I think..." Xie Yanning blinked her eyes and thought, then pointed, "Kiss."

Lu Huaizhen was stunned, and kissed her as promised.

Xie Yanning said, "Not enough."

Lu Huaizhen kissed again.

Xie Yanning said coquettishly, "It's still not enough."

Lu Huaizhen had a plan in mind. He had learned how to do it, but he never did it.

Xie Yanning grabbed Lu Huaizhen's hair and accidentally tore off the hair band, which immediately covered Lu Huaizhen's body.

He picked up another strand of hair, leaned closer, sniffed it, and said vaguely: "It smells so good..."

Lu Huaizhen ordered herself not to move rashly, but she still couldn't help but burrowed into it a little.

Xie Yanning's breath was originally erratic, but suddenly became extremely chaotic.

"Huaizhen..." Xie Yanning began to cry.

Lu Huaizhen hurriedly backed away and looked at Xie Yanning, but Xie Yanning's eyes were full of affection.

He didn't dare to continue, otherwise he might do something terrible, he combed Xie Yanning's hair with his fingertips: "It's time to rest."

Xie Yanning shook her head, Lu Huaizhen had no choice but to continue.

It wasn't until he heard Xie Yanning's steady breathing that Lu Huaizhen straightened up again and licked his lips.

He put the hemostatic powder on Xie Yanning's lips again, before he turned his back and took care of himself.

He looked at his palm, his mind was blank.

Tomorrow's Xie Yanning will definitely interrogate him, how will tomorrow's Xie Yanning deal with him?