What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

The pressure on his body was suddenly removed, Shen Duo vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at Song Xianzhi who was not far away in disbelief.

The barrier isolated the pressure as well as the rain. Shen Duo took a deep breath for a moment, then slowly straightened up, and the translucent barrier around his body also enlarged with his movements.

"Yan Zhong" on the opposite side was ignored by several people for a long time, clicked his tongue in displeasure, and sneered a few times.

The moment the laughter sounded, Song Xianzhi suddenly felt the pressure on his body increase several times, and he clearly felt that the skin on his forehead was pressed open.

As soon as the warm blood came out, it cooled and diluted with the rain, and it covered the eyelashes.

Seeing that something was wrong, Guan Er also calmed down.

Although the cultivation level of the opposite person is not low, he may have reached the stage of integration, but his thousand-year-old fox is not for nothing.

Guan Er regained his usual unscrupulous appearance, his aura surged, and the cold air swept in with the white mist, and the water marks on the ground instantly turned into crystal clear hoarfrost.

A familiar smell rose to the tip of his nose, and Song Xianzhi was able to move freely under the pressure of Guan Er. He raised his head and saw Guan Er's erect ears and eight tails, as well as the sharpness that he rarely showed before his eyes. claw.

"The fox of Qingqiu?" The person suspended in midair was obviously stunned.

Song Xianzhi turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see that Yan Zhong's face had changed, and he didn't know when he became a completely strange man.

Guan Er squinted his eyes, quite domineering: "If you are afraid, get out quickly, don't force me to do it."

After the person on the opposite side was stunned, he actually laughed. The treacherous and ear-piercing laughter made one's heart tremble. There were several long and slender cracks like spider silk on his handsome and delicate face. He walked forward a few steps without any obstacles. There was a big formation.

Song Xianzhi saw that the whites of his eyes turned pitch black, and black air surged around his body.At the same time, an old yellow talisman paper appeared out of thin air and stuck between his eyebrows.

The talisman paper was not big, and did not cover the eyebrows and eyes too much, but the red cinnabar painted on it was different from the yellow paper used as the base.

It was as eye-catching as fresh blood, and in a blink of an eye, one could see a small half-finger-long talisman on each of his ears.

Dressed and dressed, they looked like the Jing family.

Song Xianzhi looked at the appearance of the person in front of him, and always felt a little familiar.

Guan Er was not polite, seeing the other party's arrogant reaction, he flew over directly, planning to strike first.

The other party put away his smile, and instantly revealed an indescribable gloom. He fought with Guan Er and became two blurred afterimages.

The coercion was taken back, and Song Zhizhi lost his strength and half fell on the ground to pant. Before two breaths, he felt his body lighten, and his whole body was hugged by the waist.

Song Xianzhi let out a low exclamation, subconsciously grabbed the collar of the person around him, and blocked his neck with his other hand.

The smell belonging to Shen Duo rushed towards his face with heat.

Song Xianzhi squinted his eyes and met his gaze against the rain curtain.

The hair sticks to the face, making his cheeks look more handsome, the lowered eyes are wet, and the corners of the eyes are somewhat elusive red, people don't know whether he is crying or was stung by the rain , but this kind of him, panting slightly, is undoubtedly sexy.

Song Lianzhi's slender white fingers pinched on the hem of his clothes unconsciously tightened, and his nails were hardened, revealing a pale color.

"Brother..."

Shen Duo called Song Xianzhi, retracted the arms on his waist, suddenly lowered his head, and pressed his cold face against his.