Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

When Yan Qing was pushed out of this hut by "Su Yanci", he looked back at the funny and ominous spiritual tablet.

It stood upright in the middle of the table, but the words written in black ink turned scarlet, as if there was a spiritual contract binding Yan Qing to the evil spirit's side, and he couldn't escape.

Yan Qing trembled, and immediately locked the door of the hut, put the key in his pocket, and held it tightly in his palm through a thin layer of cloth, wringing out red marks one after another.

"Su Yanci" stuck to his side, and he followed Yan Qing's line of sight to look at the tablet, smiling brightly, with two small canine teeth bared outside.

"Yan Qing, we will always be together in the future." He happily rubbed Yan Qing's fragile neck covered with hickeys, as if a demon was whispering its love.

But Yan Qing's body trembled even more after hearing these words.He doesn't want to, he just wants to leave.Yan Qing lowered her clear eyes and looked at the seemingly clear and full-bodied young man clinging to him, but somehow felt that he was treacherous and full of malice.

"Yan Qing, are you unwilling?" "Su Yanci" saw the resistance and reluctance all over Yan Qing's body, tilted his head and asked in distress.

Yan Qing didn't answer, he stubbornly shook his clothes, lowered his head and stared at the ground.

"Su Yanci" bent down and rubbed the tip of Yan Qing's nose from below until he turned his face away and raised his head.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Yan Qing."

Then he pulled Yan Qing to the side of the old housekeeper, and stuffed Yan Qing, who was cold all over, into the warm compartment.Obviously there is still a lot of space in the back row, but "Su Yanci" seemed to be unable to see it, and insisted on squeezing Yan Qing, squeezing the two of them into a ball.

Through the car window, Yan Qing looked uneasily at the blood-stained dead body hung up behind the hut, like pork, lifeless.

Jiang Yize shook his hands and looked at Yan Qing hopefully, as if expecting Yan Qing to rescue him.

And Yan Qing bit her lower lip firmly, looking at Jiang Yize quietly.

After returning to this gloomy villa again, before the housekeeper led them to "be punished", "Su Yanci" consciously hugged Yan Qing, and walked briskly up to the third floor.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, the shadow under the eaves cast on his pale face, he turned around slowly, looked at the old butler meaningfully, and then turned around and opened the door of a remote small bedroom.

The old butler kept bending his body until "Su Yanci" entered the room, he raised his head tremblingly, and nodded to the maids standing beside him.

Together they went up to the master bedroom on the fourth floor—that was the bedroom of Mrs. Ghost and her husband.

"Su Yanci" put Yan Qing on the narrow bed, and they rolled into a ball, surrounded by their thick and long black tails.He clung to Yan Qing's body stickyly, muttering something under his breath.

Yan Qing didn't hear clearly, he could only vaguely see the shadow of "Su Yanci" in this dark bedroom.

Yan Qing was a little scared.

When "Su Yanci" was satisfied to leave his scent on Yan Qing's body, he turned on a small light.

The orange light flickered on and off, so dim that it didn't seem to be used very often.

Looking at the dim light, Yan Qing saw a pile of bloodstained sharp weapons.

They gathered together, blood flowed down the bright white sharp blade, and soon a pool of black blood squeezed out of the cramped space.

"Su Yanci" was taken aback, he stood in front of Yan Qing in a panic, blocking the mess behind him.Then, he gently stuffed Yan Qing into the blanket that was warm and filled with his breath, and hastily blocked those things with a big white cloth.

After washing off the blood from his hands, before he could wipe them off, he squeezed into the soft blanket and hugged Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing?" He restlessly buried his head next to Yan Qing's neck.

Yan Qing bit her lip and asked him softly, "Are you dead?"

"Su Yanci" was stunned, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were slightly gloomy under the dim light.

The curly eyelashes trembled slightly, he was quiet for a while, and then said: "Yes."

Immediately afterwards, he uneasily hooked his finger, wet from nervousness, around Yan Qing's little finger, and asked, "Yan Qing, do you despise me?"

Yan Qing's throat seemed to be blocked by someone, he forced himself not to cry, not to be cowardly.After enduring it for a long time, he forced a smile in the dark, and said with a trembling voice, "No, no."

"Su Yanci"'s eyes suddenly lit up, and he hugged Yan Qing eagerly and joyfully.Before he could say some sweet words, Yan Qing asked anxiously, "Then, am I dead?"

The anxious atmosphere gradually solidified, "Su Yanci" let go of his hand, and he looked at Yan Qing in bewilderment, "No. I have been protecting Yan Qing, how could I hurt Yan Qing."

The orange light suddenly went out, and the darkness instantly surrounded them, as if they were bound by a huge black net.

Yan Qing raised his head abruptly, his clenched lips moved away slightly, and he opened a small mouth in surprise, revealing the tender tip of his tongue.

Yes, who is lying?

Obviously the air was very cold, but Yan Qing's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Yan Qing hugged himself shyly, a gentle and polite "Su Yanci" whispered in his head that he was dead for a while, and a shy and innocent "Su Yanci" said in bewilderment that he was still alive.

It was as if there was a mess of ropes tangled in his mind, like thin air trying to force his brain capacity.

Who should he trust?

Or were they all lying to him?

Yan Qing huddled in a corner beside the bed, hugged himself and covered his ears.

"Su Yanci" also huddled beside him uneasily, wanted to touch him but didn't dare to touch him, could only hold Yan Qing's leg with wide wet eyes worriedly, and then rubbed against him.

"Yan Qing, what are you afraid of?" He put his chin on Yan Qing's knee, and quietly put his hand on Yan Qing's cold hand, trying to warm Yan Qing up.

Yan Qing stared straight at him, tremblingly touching the face of "Su Yanci" with cold fingertips.Then touch outward little by little until you touch a slightly raised place.

"Tear."

The human skin was torn off.

Before Yan Qing saw it, "Su Yanci" covered Yan Qing's eyes in a panic.

However, Yan Qing clearly felt the touch of his delicate skin behind the human skin.

It was no longer his scorched and ugly face before, as if he had changed into a different person.

cheated again.

Yan Qing lowered his head sluggishly, tears fell desperately on the palm of "Su Yanci".

In the darkness, a little gleam of light shone on the white and greasy skin of "Su Yanci", and his handsome facial features were flamboyant and flamboyant, like a blooming flower.

"Su Yanci" was at a loss.

But he didn't dare to let go, he could only bow his head and silently kiss Yan Qing's hair top, and brought back the human skin again.

"Yan Qing?"

"Yan Qing."

"Yan Qing."

He let go of his hand timidly, leaned closer and gently licked the teardrops in the corners of Yan Qing's eyes, and the pink ear tips trembled slightly as if dripping blood.

"I want to get out."

"I want to get out of here!"

Yan Qing grabbed his hand still stained with tears, looked at him helplessly, and said hoarsely, "Can you let me go?"

"Let me go."

"Su Yanci" hugged him silently, and looked out of the window in a rare daze, and there were bursts of shrill wailing from men and women upstairs.

go out?

He doesn't understand.

He killed them all. He had prepared a surprise to make Yan Qing happy, but Yan Qing wanted to go, wanted to leave this place—the place where they would never be separated, and would not be surrounded by other inexplicable things. To destroy the place.

However, seeing Yan Qing's aggrieved and tearful appearance, he clenched his fingers tightly and responded in a low voice.

"Ah."