The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

Murong Qi was holding a bloody rabbit in his hand, and a bundle of dry firewood on his shoulders. On his stern face, there was a trace of undetectable joy. When he saw the wooden house standing alone in the desolate snow, , the eyes light up slightly.

Just as he was about to push the door open, when he thought of the heavy air-conditioning on his body, his internal force quietly circulated around, steaming a circle of snow stains around his body: "I'm back!"

The pile of wood chips inside the house is still crackling and burning, and the cold air outside the house seems to be unable to invade here at all. It is warm and cozy. There are piles of fur cotton robes piled up messily on the bed, and it seems that there is a trace of the owner's never-before Disperse the breath.

The small wooden house is clear at a glance. With just one glance, you can see that there is no other person in it except him. Suddenly, the joy, the satisfaction, and the person just now are all just a scene made by him. It's a sweet dream.

"Hehe..." The expression on his face became a little blank for a moment, Murong Qi's thin lips were tightly pressed together, and then, the corners of his lips were hooked invisibly.

Searching in a hurry without impulsiveness, Murong Qi calmly piled the firewood on his shoulders to the corner of the wall, skinned the blood-stained rabbit and let the blood out, tied the fur with a rope, and put it in a ventilated place by the window. The rabbit meat was found in a clay pot and sealed.

After washing his hands, making the bed, and tidying up the quilt, his cold fingers blended with the lingering warmth on the bed. Murong Qi's expression remained the same, and he neatly cleaned up the mess on the bed. It is comfortable to wear, and there is an illusion that you will immediately lie on the high bed and soft pillows, warming your whole body.

After taking a look at the wooden house, everything that needed to be tidied up was done, and Murong Qi took off the scabbard with one hand, and went out with the long sword showing its sharpness and a trace of blood on it.

The bottom of the Wanzhang cliff is so huge, if you walk over every inch of land, it probably won't take two or three days. What's more, if you are looking for someone, if you delay for a while, it will be forever staggered. However, there was no eagerness on Murong Qi's face, he did not search aimlessly, but headed in one direction, and headed there unswervingly.

The familiar figure in his heart was only far away, so he was sure it was him, the smile on his lips was a bit cold, Jun Tianyao was squatting at the place where he fell, looking for something, grasping with both hands, the surrounding There are also piles of scattered green vines, adding a touch of greenness amidst the white snow.

Murong Qi walked quietly behind the man without saying a word. Jun Tianyao's body was curled up in fear of the cold, and he felt pitiful, but he couldn't believe this illusion anymore. What, it really is just a story recorded in the book, is there really such a coincidence in the world? .

"..." Jun Tianyao whispered something in his mouth, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he was concentrating. Obviously, Dong in front of him was much more attractive than the man who came quietly behind him. Something blocked it tightly.

Murong Qi didn't want to ask any more questions, just now in the wooden house, he had already made up his mind, or in other words, he had already made up his mind on the day Yu Xiaoxiang asked to die.

The long sword in his hand was raised slowly but firmly, and after reaching an angle, he did not move again. That position was facing a delicate, white and fragile neck, which he had once kissed piously. , He once gnawed there fiercely, he once lingered with that beautiful neck, and slept soundly all night, after a while, that beautiful and moving neck will hang down its noble head like a swan with broken wings, Like a dilapidated treasure, stained with blood, thinking of that scene, Murong Qi held the sword even more tightly with his five fingers. The gem on the hilt, with some sharp water chestnuts that have not been polished, pierced into the palm of his hand, round and lovely. Beads of blood slid down the hilt towards the blade.

Although the winter sun didn't have much temperature, it was extremely dazzling. A ray of golden light shone on the blade of the sword, and a few golden stars fell into Heian's eyes, and Murong Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well, I finally found it..."

So close at hand, Jun Tianyao's muttering voice can be heard clearly, what did you find, did you find a way to get out of here?The sneer on the lips, I didn't even know how bitter it became, the eyes were dry, not wet, not sour, white snow light, golden sun hand, silver sword light, bright blood light all together It was colorful and dizzy when it came into view. It was deliberately kept silent just now, and a little breath was leaked unknowingly. And the long sword held in his hand, which looked like a thousand weights, could no longer support it. With the next wave, there is no room left.

With a click, the blade of the sword slashed heavily on the entity. The sharpness of the sword combined with the deep internal force gathered in the whole body caused blood and flesh to fly, and the eyes became red. With this sword, Murong Qi was gone forever. Strength to stand: "Bastard, what are you doing!"

There seemed to be a voice ringing in his ear, but Murong Qi turned a deaf ear to it. He just stared blankly at the long sword in his hand, which was covered in blood and flesh, and felt a little nauseous. The firmness and strength just now had all turned into fragility, and his body was a little soft. His eyes were closed, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the whole person fell to the side.

"Hey, you, what's the matter with you?"

Jun Tianyao looked stupidly at the snake soup that he had finally found on the ground that had turned into a meat paste, and then glanced at the crumbling Murong Qi, and before he could finish all the accusations, he saw the man pushing Jinshan Like an inverted jade pillar, it fell into the cold snow.

The movement was faster than thought, it was completely subconscious, Jun Tianyao caught Murong Qi, the other's eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fallen into a coma.

Jun Tianyao felt a little anxious, half hugged and half supported Murong Qi, turned around, at a loss, seeing the man's face getting paler and paler, almost pale: "Hey, wake up, wake up!"

He patted Murong Qi's cheek with his hand, the feeling colder than ice and snow made his hand shiver subconsciously: "Brother, you are not so useless, are you? Didn't you say you want to take care of me? Idiot, idiot ,you……"

Biting her lip, the expression on her face was confused and frightened, and her index finger gently and slowly extended to the end of the man's nose.

"Whoo~"

He took a breath, although it was weak, but there was a warm itch lingering on his fingertips: "I haven't asked you to settle the account of this snake meal, you are lucky, you were scared by yourself first, it's useless, kill me!" After a snake passed out, I really doubt how you survived until now, but don't worry, I will train you well in the future, hehe!"

After confirming that Murong Qi's life was not in danger, and probably just fainted, Jun Tianyao's uneasiness and confusion just now dissipated completely, and his brother stopped barking, and started feeding again, his red lips chattering open and closed. , the more he talked, the more excited he was, dancing and dancing, forgetting that he was still supporting someone, and letting go of his hand, almost made the unconscious man fall headfirst into the snow pit.

Jun Tianyao's face was a little dark red, and he looked around in embarrassment. Except for the two of them, there was not even a praying mantis.

However, the feeling of clasping his hands on the man's chest bones made him frown slightly. He didn't expect that this seemingly tall and resolute man was so thin. His hands could almost touch the man's chest and ribs. shape.

A faint distress lingered in his heart, Jun Tianyao held his chest, not understanding that inexplicable emotion: "Forget it, see how weak you are, I will support you in the future!"

Murong Qi was woken up by a strange fragrance, the smell of fresh fragrance lingered in his nostrils and flapped his fan, making him unable to hide even if he wanted to, his head hurts, and he didn't want to open his eyes Open, my mind is empty, I don't want to pay attention to anything, but unfortunately, some people don't want to see him half dead.

Two warm fingers pinched the two ends of Murong Qi's nose, making it difficult for him to breathe smoothly, his chest was congested and his face turned red. He just wanted to be quiet, isn't it okay? : "Go away!"

He waved his hand heavily, but it went to nothing, the stool by the bed crackled and turned into broken wood because of the wind from the palm, Murong Qi looked over it with eyes full of murderous intent, but was stunned.

Jun Tianyao held a sea bowl with blue patterns in his left hand, and the aroma in the bowl surged with the heat, while he casually played with a fan pendant in his right hand, squinting at him.

"You do not……"

No matter what, he couldn't say the word "death", and Murong Qi's heart was filled with various emotions, including joy, unwilling hatred, and even a slight killing intent.

He propped himself up, his five fingers tightly clenched into fists, and the cold energy churned between his five fingers.

"Of course I didn't faint from fright. I look like you in my mouth. I'm not good at technique and I don't have the courage to move forward. The snake meat soup turned into minced meat. Do you know the snake I finally found in this broken valley, Broken by you!"

Jun Tianyao curled his lips, complaining about Murong Qi's aggressive attitude, and he was about to turn over on top of his head, Murong Qi's lips parted slightly, and he found his own voice for a long time: "Didn't you want to... Walk?"

Jun Tianyao looked at Murong Qi with eyes like looking at a fool, raised his eyebrows slantingly, as if he asked some incredible question, stepped forward two steps, broke his clenched fist, and slammed the bowl in his hand Pressing it in the man's hand: "This is my home, you are my brother, it's your responsibility to take care of me, I'm hungry, I went out to find food, I didn't drive me away to make you full!"

His voice was loud and his attitude was very tough, but Murong Qi saw grievance and a trace of fear in the eyes of the man. Even if it was just a few words, he understood that he had misunderstood. Jun Tianyao didn't want to leave him. , stayed to take care of him, looked down at the bowl of minced meat, eyes slightly bent.

"Well, you're right, we will always be together in the future, so naturally I, the older brother, will work hard to take care of my younger brother!"

Murong Qi knew that he would never tell Jun Tianyao that the sword was not to save him, but to kill him.