This deity is handsome and splits the sky

The devilish energy flowed freely, and Qingfeng's face was no longer as cold and fierce as usual, but a little more strange and strange.His voice was gentle, but the strength between his palms did not lessen.

He said not to kill, but the fingers clasped around Feng Cuixue's neck became tighter and tighter, and there was a coldness in his scarlet eyes.

The back felt uncomfortably pressed against the cold wall, Feng Zuixue felt that her throat was about to be pinched, and she grabbed Qingfeng's hand on his neck and tried her best to break it away.

The air in the chest cavity was exhausted, and the eyes began to darken in bursts. The wind caused Xuexue to look at Qingfeng with tears in her eyes, and her expression finally became flustered.

This appearance greatly pleased Qingfeng, and he admired it for a long time before letting go.

Feng Jixue bowed and gasped and coughed rapidly, Qingfeng looked down at his embarrassed appearance, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and coldness in his eyes.

Feng Zuixue said shyly, "I know."

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then he heard the wind remind Xue and suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are sick."

"You said that I would go crazy and hurt people when I was sick, but the person who went crazy was not me at all, but you!" Feng Cuixue looked at Qingfeng with a trace of sympathy when he said this, and he suddenly thought of a very The possibility of fantasy, rationally analyzed: "You are sick, but you don't know that you will go crazy every time you get sick, so you think I'm the one who got sick, don't you?"

Qingfeng's face darkened, and he pinched Feng Cuixue's neck again and pushed him against the wall!

Feng Zhuxue: "Alas——"

In the next moment, Qingfeng's hot lips were sealed up, sealing all the words left by the wind and snow into his lips and tongue.

Feng Qixue opened his eyes wide in shock, the dark devilish energy climbed up from Qingfeng, drowning him and Qingfeng together, and the bone-penetrating coldness enveloped him from all directions, as if to drag them into hell together.

The feeling of suffocation swept over, and Qingfeng's extremely aggressive kiss seemed to swallow him up. This kiss was so long that he almost suspected that Qingfeng wanted to suffocate himself like this.

It took a long time for Qingfeng to end the kiss, he squeezed Feng Cuixue's jaw to force Feng Cuixue to look directly at him, and then said with satisfaction: "It's better if you don't speak."

Feng Jixue raised her eyes and looked at him misty, because of the long-term suffocation, the delicate and beautiful phoenix eyes were loose with tears, and the end of the eyes was also slightly flushed, which made people want to bully him even more.

Qingfeng's eyes deepened, and he wiped away the tears at the end of Feng Juxue's eyes with his index finger, and raised Feng Juxue's chin to kiss again, but he listened to Feng Juxue's unsightly opening.

"Tell the truth, do you always want to kiss me?"

Qingfeng laughed lowly, his eyes were cold and evil, "Yeah, guess what else I want to do?"

Feng Zhuxue's skirt was torn apart before he finished speaking, Qingfeng lowered his head and bit Feng Zhuxue's neck, and his calloused fingertips touched Feng Zhuxue's cool skin, causing Feng Zhuxue to groan With a low gasp, Qingfeng's eyes became deeper and deeper.

A letter fell lightly on the ground, Qingfeng saw it out of the corner of his eye, suddenly paused, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and picked up the letter.

"do not--"

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, Feng Ruxue closed his mouth embarrassingly, closed his clothes and said, "Let's see."

The letter unfolds——

【Qingfeng, you are a good person...】

After a while, Qingfeng sneered, and the letter in his hand instantly turned into ashes. The sudden wind and snow almost felt that Qingfeng's body was full of evil spirits. He subconsciously wanted to run, but Qingfeng grabbed his wrist and pulled him back vigorously.

Qingfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously, his blood-colored deep pupils were full of murderous intent, "I have an ordinary appearance and a boring personality?"

Feng Zuixue sweated and said: "I don't mean to despise you!"

"I don't want to pester you anymore?"

Feng Cuixue coughed in embarrassment, "...I forgot all about the past, and it must be very different now. Getting along is not only uncomfortable for me, but also for you, so..."

"So we're still parting ways?" Qingfeng took Feng Cuixue's words, read the contents of the letter, his voice became colder and colder, "Everyone is happy?"

"Are you going to run away again? Am I treating you badly?" Qingfeng rubbed the side of Feng Cuixue's face with his fingertips, his voice was so cold that it made people shudder, "You said you liked me, and you lied to me."

Qingfeng repeated: "You said so."

"That was in the past, and now I..." Feng Cuixue suddenly paused, remembering that Qingfeng lied to himself, and said in a low voice: "Who knows if you are lying to me."

Fingers with thin calluses slid across the throat along the side of Feng Qixue's face, and paused for a moment at the most vulnerable part of the throat, "You lied to me."

Qingfeng's eyes were deep, "You have been lying to me all this time."

He rested his fingertips on Feng Cuixue's heart, and nodded, "Have no conscience... No, you don't have a heart at all."

Sure enough, Feng Cuixue, who was lying motionless on the bed, was the best, unable to speak, escape, or lie to him.

Let this lying mouth no longer make a sound, let this cunning person never betray; let this person sleep forever, and accompany him as close as he did in the long five years before, nothing will happen. He doesn't ask questions, is obedient and obedient, and belongs only to him.

Only belongs to him, the wind drives the snow.

There was a trace of strangeness in Qingfeng's eyes, and the fingers on Feng Zuixue's chest were bent into hooks, and they pulled out towards Feng Zuixue's heart——

The next moment, Qingfeng opened his eyes wide in astonishment, all the blood in his pupils faded away, and the devilish energy around him also began to dissipate.

The hand resting on Feng Jixue's chest dropped powerlessly, and Qingfeng fell to the ground in astonishment.

Feng urged Xue to put down the blue brick in her hand, nodded to the lamp man behind Qingfeng, and returned the blue brick to the lamp man, "Thank you."

"It's so dangerous, I was almost strangled to death by him." Feng Cuixue stroked her chest, "What's wrong with you, you're so crazy."

After finishing speaking, Feng Cuixue kicked the fainted Qingfeng again, "Why can't I help hitting each of them, does this make me faint?"

The lantern man shuddered.

Feng Cuixue prayed that Qingfeng would not be fooled by a brick, and hugged Qingfeng's armpits with both arms, trying to carry him to the bed, but Qingfeng was too heavy, so Feng Cuixue had to change from hugging to dragging him, dragging him from the door to the bed Go up, then lift Qingfeng's arm, first throw the upper half on the bed, and then support Qingfeng's leg to lift his lower half up.

After moving Qingfeng to the bed, Feng Zhuxue clapped his hands and let out a sigh of relief, only to realize that his hands were covered with blood.

Feng Zuixue was shocked for a moment, hurriedly looked at Qingfeng, and opened his clothes to check.

It was Qingfeng's left wrist that was bleeding, the wound was deep enough to show the bone, and there were more than one scratches, because Feng Cuixue didn't notice it at first because he was wearing black clothes.

... No wonder there was a smell of blood when entering the house.

Feng Qixue's eyes paused slightly, and her eyes fell on the demon-suppressing banners on the table. One of the banners had already been painted, and the yellow silk was covered with complicated runes. Light, as if alive.

Feng Cuixue picked up the cinnabar placed in front of the desk and smelled it, a faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of cinnabar, it smelled a bit strange.

Reminiscent of the wound on Qingfeng's wrist, it is obvious what Qingfeng did.

A while later, Feng Cuixue found a bottle of golden sore medicine. He saw the soldiers guarding the city use it during the day, but he didn't know how much to use. , tied a beautiful knot.

Feng Zuixue held Qingfeng's arm and admired herself for a while-- she was skilled, and even tied the knot so beautifully, as expected of me!

After admiring, Feng Cuixue found two hemp ropes, first tied Qingfeng's feet together at the end of the bed, and then went forward to tie Qingfeng's uninjured right glove at the bedside, after thinking about it, he still felt unsafe. Yi Qingfeng woke up even more crazy, what should he do if the rope can't restrain him?

So Feng Cuixue hugged the quilt, wrapped Qingfeng in an egg roll-like package, and tied it tightly with hemp rope...

It's definitely safe this time.

The lantern man walked away silently: "..."

After finishing all this, Feng Cuixue sat at the table, staring coldly at Qingfeng, ready to wait for Qingfeng to wake up at any time.

—a good interrogation.

The author says:

Aomine: I have a dream...

Wind Cuxue: I don't love it.

Qingfeng: ...the wind made Xue Xue become dumb.

The wind drives the snow:...