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"Oh? You want to kill me? To avenge your father?" The figure who had gone and returned suddenly appeared again. Leng Che put his arms around his chest and looked coldly at Liu Ming who had drawn a bloodstain on his arm with a dagger. road.

The sudden unexpected situation shocked Liu Ming, but then the bloody anger in his eyes was aroused because of Liu Feixiao's death. He stood up and faced Leng Che, wanting to strangle the father-killing enemy, but Those who are self-aware know that they are not the opponent's opponent, so they can only use that deep hatred to stare at Leng Che desperately.

Leng Che raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "If it wasn't for Liu Feixiao's kindness to me, I would have killed you together, and this Blood Drinking Sect also made you the suzerain, but... I didn't expect you You still want to take revenge?" I have long been disgusted with this Liu Ming, if it wasn't because Liu Feixiao was sincere to her, she probably wouldn't have left Liu Feixiao behind.

Hearing Leng Che's sarcasm and disdain, Liu Ming clenched his fists tighter and tighter, his fingertips sank into his palm, his joints turned white from the force, his whole body trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

This is the world of comprehension, where the weak prey on the strong, the strong can trample the weak to the ground, and ruthlessly crush that proud self-esteem into pieces.

Seeing Liu Ming's appearance, Leng Che raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you still have some self-knowledge, and it seems that the son born by Liu Feixiao still has a bit of a brain, otherwise it would not be an insult to the former lord of the Blood Drinking Sect." Your name?" Leng Che purposely bit the word "former suzerain" very hard.

"Hehe..." Liu Ming chuckled a few times, lowered his head, and a few crystal drops fell on the ground, causing a few crisp sounds in the silent room.

"Leng Che, although the world of self-cultivation is dominated by the weak and the strong, but with your cultivation level, if you kill a little cultivator like me who hasn't even completed Nascent Soul..."

"I know what you want to say. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Liu Feixiao is kind to me. If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long before I sneaked into Liu Feixiao's house." Leng Che Interrupting Liu Ming's words, the cold voice carried a trace of mockery.

"You..." Liu Ming frowned, and then smiled wryly. It turned out that... Leng Che had already discovered him, but it was only because he didn't bother to kill a bug that couldn't even reach Nascent Soul.

"Liu Feixiao, he resisted with the aura in his body. He didn't find you. It doesn't mean I didn't." Leng Che pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and the words he spat out from his thin lips made Liu Ming deeply realize that the road to revenge...is so far away. .

Liu Ming clenched his fists tightly, killing his father and enemies in front of him, but he had no ability to kill at all, but was so humbled and humiliated, Liu Ming's impulse to kill Leng Che almost overwhelmed his reason.

Holding the dagger tightly in his hands, he stared at Leng Che tightly with red eyes, but finally let out a wry smile.

"Ding." A crisp sound sounded, the dagger in Liu Ming's hand fell to the ground, Liu Ming slowly bent his knees and knelt on the ground, supporting the ground weakly with his hands, trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Leng Che glanced at Liu Ming who was on the ground with his emotionless eyes, and disappeared into Liu Feixiao's room without saying anything.

After a while, there were muffled sobs in Liu Feixiao's room.

"Che..." Sitting on the bed, Mo Zihan called softly when he heard the slight vibration of the window.

"Huh? Ahhh..." Leng Che came in sneakily, but a sudden soft call made Leng Che not pay attention, and he fell to the ground before he could pass the window.

"Hmph." Leng Che snorted, but it was just a small hum, the voice was deliberately suppressed, but Mo Zihan still sensitively noticed it.

Mo Zihan hurried to the window, squatted down and saw a trace of blood on the corner of Leng Che's mouth, and a large inconspicuous dark red on the black clothes.

"What's going on here? Why did you go? How did you get hurt like this?" Mo Zihan anxiously inspected the wound on Leng Che's body, but didn't dare to touch it again. Leng Che laughed with his distressed and angry appearance up.

Hearing the laughter, Mo Zihan looked at Leng Che angrily, and said angrily, "You're still laughing?! You're still laughing after being so hurt!?"

Leng Che raised his eyebrows, then smiled lightly and said: "Seeing you like this, I just want to laugh, it's not a big deal."

Mo Zihan frowned, and hugged Leng Che fiercely, but heard a small sound of sucking air, and then gently placed Leng Che on the bed, shaking off all the black clothes, leaving only A delicate body with bare skin.

But Mo Zihan was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery at this time, because she saw that this delicate body was full of injuries, and the incisions on the chest and lower abdomen were particularly conspicuous.

Mo Zihan stared closely at these wounds, and then asked fiercely, "Where did you go?" The anger and distress were evident in his eyes.

Leng Che turned his head and said with a light smile, "I just killed Liu Feixiao."

Hearing this, Mo Zihan said coldly: "Liu Feixiao's Mahayana peak strength, even if there is a conflict between the two true qis of the Red Devil Flower and the Immortal Stone, it should not be underestimated. Didn't I say that two people should act together? Do you want to act on your own without telling me?" Even so, the actions of his subordinates are also neatly bandaging or applying medicine and treating the wound.

"I don't want to hurt you." Leng Che said this sentence lightly, and then fell silent. She is not a person who is good at expressing, but after saying this sentence, Mo Zihan's hands stopped, and then moved again stand up.

"In the future... don't tell me because of something, I will worry, and I don't want you to get hurt." Mo Zihan's voice was full of resentment, full of heartache.

"En...not anymore." Leng Che knew that what he did was wrong, and his behavior made the other party worry about it, so he pursed his thin lips and replied softly.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Zihan gently sprinkled the powder, and asked softly to the expressionless Leng Che.

It was indeed painful, but Leng Che got used to it, no matter how painful it was, his face would turn into an iceberg.

"It's okay." Leng Che responded softly, looking at the long hair slightly slanted, revealing a smooth side face, the bright moonlight shone on Mo Zihan's side face through the window, and the soft yellow light enveloped the face. The white and perfect side face looks gentle and pleasant like a fairy.

Leng Che was so dazed for a while, he hugged Mo Zihan in his arms regardless of the wound on his body, smiled and looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, just about to kiss him, but was stopped by Mo Zihan, with a pair of cold eyes At this moment, he had become stunned, blinked his eyes, and looked at Mo Zihan puzzled.

Mo Zihan tidied up his clothes, got up and snorted coldly at Leng Che, and then concentrated on sprinkling medicinal powder on Leng Che and bandaging the wound.

Leng Che curled his lips, turned his head a little childishly, and didn't say a word.

After applying the medicine and bandaging the wound, Mo Zihan got some water and wiped off the blood on Leng Che's body carefully with a wet towel. The pure white and perfect body appeared in Mo Zihan's eyes again, except for the dazzling White gauze.

Leng Che turned his head again, looking at Mo Zihan who was lying beside him, pampering and tenderness gradually appeared in his eyes, overflowing his eyes, no longer as cold and ruthless as before.

Mo Zihan looked at Leng Che's eyes full of tenderness, stepped forward and kissed Leng Che's pale thin lips, then hugged Leng Che gently, and said softly: "Don't scare me anymore, I've been through it twice. The stimulation of the first time, I don’t want to have a third time.”

"I made you worry." Leng Che rubbed Mo Zihan's neck, sighed contentedly, sniffed the fragrance that belonged to Mo Zihan, and replied.Unexpectedly, there was a hint of glutinous taste in the voice.

Mo Zihan gently stroked Leng Che's supple black hair, hummed softly, closed his eyes, hugged the person in his arms, enjoying the calm and blissful atmosphere of this moment.

"Strength is only in your thought." A voice suddenly sounded in the painful Liu Ming's mind, which shocked Liu Ming instantly.

"Who?! Who's talking?!" Liu Ming suddenly looked around and shouted in horror.

"If you want revenge, then listen to me, go into the inner room, take down the god statue on the bookshelf on the right, smash it, and you can get what you want." The voice appeared in Liu Ming's mind again, with a cold voice. With temptation, he said slowly.

"You... who are you?!" Liu Ming realized that the voice appeared in his mind, so he stopped walking around and asked nervously.

But after a long time, Liu Ming never heard that voice again.

However, Liu Ming turned his eyes to the direction of the inner room, clenched his fists tightly, let alone the voice that inexplicably appeared in his mind, he only noticed the words that seduced him.

"If...it's true...then..." Liu Ming walked slowly towards the inner room. In the silent room, there was only the depressing sound of footsteps, which made Liu Ming's heart rise to his throat.

For some reason, Liu Ming felt that the closer he was to the inner room, the more his heart constricted, and there was an inexplicable pull in his heart that pulled him forward. The closer he got, the stronger the call in his heart became.

Getting closer and closer, until Liu Ming walked to the bookshelf and looked at the conspicuous statue, which was a carving of the dark red right wing, with lifelike wings, but Liu Ming's heart trembled inexplicably, because he realized that he was standing in front of the statue. , actually felt a lot of pressure.

The invisible pressure was more like a superior looking down on him, which made Liu Ming feel a little uncomfortable.

Liu Feixiao never let him touch this statue, because it was a symbol of the Blood Drinking Sect, and it was also the most precious statue of the previous suzerain Liu Fei, so Liu Feixiao kept it on the bookshelf.

Liu Ming stretched out his hand to take the statue in his hand, remembering the weird voice, if he smashed the statue, would he really be able to take revenge?

Liu Ming stretched out his hand and touched the statue, remembering the humiliation before, it was just a statue.

"Fight it!" Liu Ming felt ruthless and split the statue in half.

"Che, let's go." Mo Zihan picked up Leng Che, put everything into the storage ring, jumped out of the window, stepped on the blood jade sword, and flew towards Mo Zhuang.

Leng Che rubbed against Mo Zihan's snow-white neck, narrowing his eyes slightly, enjoying the feeling of being hugged. (Little Cheche finally became a woman!)

The author has something to say:

Sorry everyone, I wish you a happy new year, from 13 to 14, forever, happy new year's day, belated blessings, Xiaoyao has been worrying about how to write this chapter after spending the new year with her baby, because this chapter is very important Yes, it's a transitional chapter, and Xiaoyao was naked~ rushing to post the article, didn't save the manuscript, and didn't have any inspiration, so I didn't update it. jj is pumping and pumping again.

This time, let's send a classic sentence.

Some people, once missed, are not there.

Xiao Yao likes this sentence very much, because Xiao Yao has missed too many people...