Boyfriend became a villain after disappearing

--I understand what you mean--

Song Xun'an really didn't think about Lu Tan's supernatural power, he just cared about enjoying Lu Tan's waist-rubbing service.

After a while, Song Xun'an pulled Lu Tan's hand away: "Okay, stop rubbing, I have to go back quickly."

Otherwise, after a long time, I'm afraid his father will call again to remind him, and maybe he will come to find him in person, that would be really scary.

"Do you have to be in such a hurry? I'm making you breakfast and it will be ready soon." Lu Tan looked at Song Xun'an and said after a few seconds of silence.

Hearing his words, Song Xun'an felt a little guilty.

But he really didn't have time to finish his breakfast before leaving.

"No, I have to go back first, you can keep my share for me, can you eat it when I come back?" Song Xun'an thought for a while and asked Lu Tan aloud.

This is the breakfast that Lu Tan made for him himself, and he will eat it even if it is cold when he comes back.

"It will be over soon." Lu Tan pursed his lips and said.

After finishing this meal for Song Xun'an today, he had to leave first, and he would not be able to see Song Xun'an again for the next three days.

Song Xun'an saw Lu Tan's loss, and naturally felt uncomfortable.

So he raised his head and kissed Lu Tan's lips several times: "I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry now, brother."

Lu Tan didn't say anything to blame Song Xun'an, but just smiled lightly, and reached out to touch his head: "It's okay, you don't have to say sorry, if you are in a hurry, go back, I will see you off."

"No need." Song Xun'an quickly shook his head.

With that said, Song Xun'an had quickly changed his clothes and was about to wash up.

"No, I don't worry about you going back alone." Lu Tan stretched out his hand to hold Song Xun'an, his tone sounded very firm.

For a moment, Song Xun'an had the illusion that he couldn't refuse him.

Song Xun'an stood where he was, scratched his head blankly, and said, "But...my dad is at home."

As soon as he finished saying this, Song Xun'an regretted it.

In fact, what he meant was that he hadn't explained his relationship with Lu Tan to his father yet, and it would be bad if he was seen, but he said it as if his relationship with Lu Tan was so shameful.

Lu Tan also fell silent.

What he was thinking and what Song Xun'an was thinking were completely different things. What he was worried about was the identity of Song Xun'an's father. He had known about Song Xun'an's situation, and Song Xun'an had also mentioned it to him.

Their family has been exorcists for generations, and if they go deeper, they are one of the big families that joined forces to defeat Qin Yan hundreds of years ago. Except for Song Xun'an, every generation of them is an excellent exorcist.

Now that he knew his identity, he could no longer let himself get close to Song Xun'an's father, or he would be found abnormal.

Because the last time he saw Song Xun'an's father, he had already discovered that the other party's eyes were not looking at him like ordinary classmates, but with vigilance.

At that time, he didn't understand why, but now he realized it.

At that time he was already suspected.

Lu Tan's silence fell into Song Xun'an's eyes, and Song Xun'an interpreted it as loss, so that Song Xun'an felt guilty in his heart.

"I didn't mean that, I just felt that now is not the time, I didn't..." Song Xun'an was eager to explain something.

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Tan pinched his face with a smile: "I understand what you mean, don't worry, I'll take you near your home, but don't go there."

"Yeah." Song Xun'an was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

At the same time, he felt even more uncomfortable, so it really seemed that they were sneaky.

He must tell his family about Lu Tan's identity as soon as possible.

As a responsible man, I want to give my boyfriend a sense of security so that he doesn't envy other people's boyfriends.

Song Xun'an didn't waste any more time, and left in a hurry after washing up.

Sure enough, Lu Tan did not send him to the door of his house, but stopped when he was still a street away from his house.

"I'll take you here, I'll watch you pass." Lu Tan said to Song Xun'an.

Song Xun'an nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go first."

"En." Lu Tan responded, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute."

"Ah?" Song Xun'an was about to leave, but stopped when he heard Lu Tan's words, and turned to look at him suspiciously.

Lu Tan took out two tubes of ointment from his pocket and handed them to him.

"This one is for the neck, this one is for..." Lu Tan introduced to Song Xun'an the different uses of the two tubes of ointment, but when it came to the latter tube of ointment, he got stuck.

Song Xun'an looked at him blankly: "Where?"

"That's right, there." Lu Tan's face turned red.

It was only then that Song Xun'an reacted slowly, what Lu Tan was referring to, his face turned red, and he felt hot for a while.

He quickly snatched the two tubes of ointment from Lu Tan's hand, stuttering: "Okay, okay... I, I know."

"Can you apply the medicine yourself, if not..." Lu Tan looked at him worriedly.

Before Lu Tan could finish speaking this time, Song Xun'an interrupted him: "I can! You are so annoying!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xun'an didn't give Lu Tan a chance to say a word, put two tubes of ointment into his trouser pocket, and quickly crossed the road.

Seeing him like this, Lu Tan couldn't help but slightly curled his lips into a smile, and just watched Song Xun cross the road like this.

It wasn't until Song Xun'an's figure was gone that Lu Tan reluctantly looked away.

Soon, the emotions in Lu Tan's eyes became complicated, and he always felt as if something was out of his control.

Sometimes he felt that he seemed to be very similar to Qin Yan, because he actually had a bad side, but he never showed it in front of Song Xun'an.

Ever since he was a child, he always felt that he was not a complete person. He seemed to be missing some emotions. During this period of time, as the memories of the past emerged, he found that even if he was just a shattered soul, he It is still the heinous demon king Qin Yan, those memories are his real memories, in fact, he will be a complete person only after he merges with other parts of Qin Yan's soul.

But then Song Xun'an would be very sad if he knew about it. Song Xun'an is an exorcist, and he hates demons the most, so he must not let Qin Yan successfully merge with him.

Lu Tan stood there for a long time before turning around and leaving. He returned to his rental house and silently packed up the things Song Xun'an had left here.

But soon, Lu Tan's movements stopped.At the same time, his expression became serious.

After a while, Lu Tan got up and walked towards the balcony.

Pushing open the balcony door, I saw a long sword glowing with silver light hanging in the air.

It was completely different from the day when I saw it in the exhibition hall. At this moment, Feiyu looked radiant, and I could vaguely hear the low sword cry like a dragon's chant. The gem was shining brightly, and the chill emanating from the sword could be felt from several meters away.

Lu Tan didn't move, just staring at the sword that he had held countless times before.

the other side……

Song Xunan hurried home, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his father walking back and forth in the living room, looking extremely anxious.

"Dad." Song Xun'an quickly called Song Hua.

Song Hua had been waiting for Song Xun'an for a long time, and when he saw him come back, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly walked up to him: "From now on, you stay at home first, and don't go anywhere, do you hear me?" ?”

Hearing Song Hua's words, Song Xun'an was stunned.

"What's the matter, you should tell me clearly, why did you lock me up at home for no reason!" Song Xun'an said anxiously.

If he couldn't go out, wouldn't he be unable to meet Lu Tan at all.

"The Feiyu sword is missing." Song Hua looked at Song Xun'an and said solemnly.

Song Xun'an was also stunned.

He knew the Feiyu Sword, it was the long sword he saw in the Demon Race History Exhibition Hall last time, it was said to be Qin Yan's weapon.

He remembered that the staff of the exhibition hall also said that they would put away the sword so that it would not be on display, so why did it suddenly disappear now?

"Yes, was it stolen?" Song Xun'an asked hesitantly.

Song Hua shook his head, his face was a little ugly: "There is no picture of anyone stealing from the surveillance, and Feiyujian just disappeared like it suddenly evaporated."

It would be even better if someone stole it. He didn't have to call Song Xun'an back in such a hurry.

"Disappeared out of thin air?" Song Xun'an frowned: "How is it possible, it must be that the surveillance camera in that exhibition hall was hacked by thieves."

Song Hua looked at Song Xun'an disapprovingly, and was about to say something when the doorbell rang.

The two looked towards the door at the same time.

Song Xun'an was about to go over to open the door, but Song's father reached out and stopped him: "Don't go over, I'll go and open the door."

His expression was vigilant, as if there was some danger, Song Xun'an couldn't help but roll his eyes, feeling that his father was too much of an enemy.

As soon as Song Hua opened the door, Song Xun'an was stunned, only to see a woman he was familiar with standing outside the door but he hadn't seen him a few times in a year.

"Mom!" Song Xun'an said excitedly, "Why are you back?"

His mother is engaged in scientific research, and is a workaholic. Song Xun'an sees her at most three times a year, and sometimes she doesn't come back during the Chinese New Year. Song Xun'an feels that he is about to forget what she looks like.

"Feiyu is missing, is it useful if I don't come back, you two trash are at home alone." Mo Wenzhu casually threw the bag on the sofa after entering the door.

She seemed to come back in a hurry, she was still wearing work clothes, just the white coat she usually wears, and her long hair was just tied up casually with a rubber band, but she still looked very temperamental and elegant And calm.

But Song Xun'an still disagreed with her words: "What is trash, we are all useful."