Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

The blade is as sharp as autumn frost,

There was no blood on the blade, only tan hair was shaved all over the ground, blown by the wind, submerged in the green grass of the racecourse.

Seeing this move, everyone was stunned and did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to make any moves.

The cold light of Ye Zhu's blade, although it was to capture Baron Drax's head, cut off half of the hair directly against the scalp.

Under the unprecedented fright and deterrence, Baron Drax was almost out of control, and could no longer utter any complete insults.

Ye Zhu turned back, turned her condescending gaze to the head maid who was lying on the ground, and inserted a sharp knife between his fingers:

"Do you think there's anything wrong with me doing this?"

The head maid didn't dare to look up, she stared at the sharp metal edge between her fingers, he knew that as long as the little Marquis in front of him moved slightly, his palm would be broken in two immediately:

"Honorable little Marquis Patrick, you did the right thing."

"Very well, I like your current answer, remember, slaves don't try to rebel against your master."

"Yes yes yes yes—" the head maid stammered.

While stammering, she suddenly screamed loudly, her pupils dilated instantly, and she pointed her fingers stiffly behind the little marquis.

"Baron de-Drax, he-he-"

Chris also got down from the carriage looking for the loud yell, and when she saw Baron Drax behind her, she screamed and covered her mouth!

"what............"

Sensing that something was wrong, Ye Zhu followed the terrified eyes of the two and looked back.

I saw Baron Drax lying on the grass of the horse farm with twitching limbs, foaming at the mouth, stiff muscles, and clenched teeth.

After panicking, the head maid hurriedly asked for help from a large number of servants at the back of the racecourse.

Ye Zhu was puzzled, he didn't kill him with the sword just now, but just cut off his hair, it seems that Baron Drax has his own illness.

Ye Zhu looked at his hands, stroked his face, and pressed his heart, it seemed that the little marquis he was in was not in a good condition.

After the servants took Baron Drax away, Ye Zhu ordered the servants to send herself and Yi You back to the house of the manor.

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【bedroom】

The little marquis ordered the little maid to be placed on the bed, prepared the wound medicine, and ordered her to leave the room.

"Xiaoyou, I'm sorry, my brother hurt you." Ye Zhu held the opponent's immature hands with both hands, held the opponent's fingers in the palm, rubbed each other's fingers one by one, and kissed the intersection of the opponent's finger joints.

Yi You tilted his head, looked at the other party weakly, gently wiped away the tears around the other party's eyes with his knuckles, pursed his mouth like a crescent moon, and comforted:

"Brother, it doesn't hurt, but when brother is crying and sad, Xiaoyou feels uncomfortable."

Yi You stained his knuckles with tears and licked his lips: "Brother, your tears are salty. I don't like my brother's tears. I like my brother's smile. So can you show me a smile? Like this .”

He smiled crookedly at Ye Zhu.

Ye Zhu was amused by this appearance, and the face and smile of the little maid came into view. She was really cute, and she wanted to tell a joke inexplicably:

"Xiaoyou, do you think that if we have a child, will it look like you now?"

"Pfft, hahahahaha, brother, is it true?"

"Of course, it's true." Ye Zhu picked up the air of the little marquis and said seriously.

"Really? Brother."

Yi You sat up from the bed, his childish voice carried a faint provocation, which made the other party's originally calm heartstrings tense for a moment.

Ye Zhu watched the other person's face getting closer, and felt his eyelashes trembling crazily, and could hardly help closing his eyes.

"Xiaoyou..."

The moment he was about to touch, Yi You suddenly pressed the pause button, and gently rubbed it next to his ear, "Brother, if it's a boy, I like your current appearance as the little Marquis of Patrick."

The words, at the end of the moment, Yi You quickly retracted the distance, as if the whispering in the ear had never happened a few seconds ago.

Stretch the injured small arm to the other party: "Brother, I hurt, I need to rub it."

Ye Zhu smiled lightly, and sighed jokingly: "My little cutie, why are you so stupid? Why do you let others bully you? It really broke my brother's heart."

"Brother~~~It hurts~~"

Ye Zhu gently caressed the opponent's wound, and the warm breath from the fingertips, like spring water, soaked the whole body along the fingertips, washing away all the pain and fatigue.

"Xiaoyou, although we came to this era through the backtracking magic circle, and our strength has been weakened in all aspects, but I think that with Xiaoyou's strength, it should not be a fear to resist a mortal."

Yi You tentatively swung his injured arm and leg: "Brother, look at my outfit, they named me Cora, only a first name, no surname, this child named Cora, he came from a slum Unlike the little Marquis Patrak played by my brother, Cora has no status or status in this gorgeous manor."

"We live in their bodies and play a part of their lives. If I act rashly, I offend these people who are standing on top of them and are called masters in his name."

"Perhaps while I'm playing him, I can save him, and if we're gone, these people who are on top of them will add weight to the soles of their feet, and crush the poor boy to pieces."

Ye Zhu touched the other party's hair: "Xiao You, why do you think so?"

"I've seen it, here, or long ago..."

"But, Xiaoyou, have you thought about it? If you don't resist and let them bully you, just like just now, they don't simply want to punish a servant as a master, but treat these servants like worthless things. Don't care if they live or not."

"Brother, I'm sorry, I was reckless. I thought that if it really came to a critical moment, I would save this child, but I forgot after all. If I do this, he will still be hurt. These pains and wounds are still will be left behind."

Ye Zhu gently held the other party's shoulders, and protected the other party's head on his chest: "This is the way of the times, we can't save them, and we can't change the existing laws, just do your best."

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"Dangdangdang!!"

As the night fell into the early morning, the bells sounded especially deep in the darkness.

"Brother, it's night, we should act."

"Okay, but Xiaoyou's injury can be recovered."

Yi You rolled over from the bed, bouncing around and showing off.

Then he joked: "I'm fine, but I don't know some people, with this consumptive body, don't fall on the way."