"You can stay in Jiuzhou City, but you can't stay here."
He Muyan slowly ruffled the hair of the girl in his arms.
Su Lian pouted:
"As I said, Nan Qingchu was my brother.
"Neither can my brother."
He Muyan's hands went up to her neck along the ends of her hair. Although his voice was calm, for some reason Su Lian could hear a hint of danger in it.
The little pom-pom looked around and silently said:
"Master, you, my brother, really look like a scumbag."
Su Lian was speechless, this time it was clearly his real brother.
Is it so unbelievable coming from her mouth???
Seeing Su Lian's face full of grievance, He Muyan raised his eyebrows slightly:
"So sorry?"
Su Lian hugged his waist and stared at him with her beautiful eyes:
"Your Majesty doesn't believe me."
There was grievance and displeasure in her voice. She broke away from his hand, grabbed his arm and closed her eyes for a moment.
The faint smell of blood came from the tip of his tongue, and Su Lian realized that he seemed to have bitten hard, and he let go with a guilty conscience.
He Muyan narrowed his eyes and allowed her to leave a moderately deep tooth mark on his wrist.
"Lian'er, I was very scared when you disappeared."
He looked at her seriously for the first time, his dark pupils reflected her complete face, which was full of emotions and... fears that she couldn't understand?
As if remembering the terrible moment that day, He Muyan held Su Lian's hand tighter.
Su Lian did not expect that he would say this. In her impression, He Muyan was strong and fragile, but as long as he was in front of others, he was always incomparably powerful.
"I was very happy when you said you came to find herbs for me."
For some reason, Su Lian felt that He Muyan had seen through everything. He was so smart, he must have known that she had even resorted to faking her own death to hide it from him.
But he didn't say anything. Just like now, except for a hint of grievance in his tone, he had almost restrained his extremely violent temper and was willing to fall into her lies.
Su Lian lowered her eyes, turned around and looked at him steadily:
"Your Majesty, just trust me."
Seeing that He Muyan was a little distracted and Su Lian remained silent, she wanted to get up and leave his arms.
It's not that she doesn't want to tell him the truth, but now she still doesn't know if he was among the people who attacked Jiuzhou City from many countries and bloodbathed Jiuzhou Lian's mansion.
Seeing that she had a sullen face and seemed to want to leave, He Muyan couldn't help but hold her sleeve:
"you......"
But she didn't want to pull it like this, and something rolled out of her sleeve, making a nice crisp sound when it hit the ground.
He Muyan leaned over and picked it up, feeling a little familiar when he looked at it.
He seemed to remember that Su Lian used a silver bell like this when he was training animals on the high platform.
It's just that the one in front of me is more exquisite, and the body of the bell is also engraved with some complicated patterns and spells. If you look closely, it doesn't seem to be the writing of the Central Plains.
For some reason, He Muyan frowned subconsciously.
He always felt that the breath on this bell was vaguely familiar, and it was also entangled with a sense of danger that he couldn't describe.
"What's this?"
A trace of panic flashed in Su Lian's eyes.
He stretched out his hand to snatch it from He Muyan's hand, but He Muyan grabbed his wrist:
"Given it to you in the early days of the Southern Qing Dynasty?"
The silver bell fell to the ground during the fight between the two, making resentful sounds one after another.
He Muyan felt a splitting headache, everything in front of him became blurry, and the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, which had faded a lot, was once again aroused.
But looking at the panic-stricken Su Lian, He Muyan took a deep breath to restrain the inexplicable impulse in his heart, and tried to whisper in a tone that would not scare her:
"Tell me, Lian'er."
But the next second, severe pain suddenly swept into his bones. It was the familiar pain that felt like being burned by fire and eaten by thousands of ants.
Su Lian watched as his eyes gradually turned red, and even the blood vessels under his skin gradually became prominent, looking as if they were about to burst. It was very scary.
As if he could no longer hold on, He Muyan staggered and fell to the ground, his thin back curled up and trembling.
This is clearly the same symptom that he will definitely get sick on the fifteenth day of every month.
But it seemed to be more intense than usual, and it looked like the scene in that dream, the night after the seventeen-year-old had just killed his father and seized power.
Seeing that he seemed to have lost his mind, Su Lian quickly pulled the quilt from the side to wrap it around his shivering body.
But before her hand could get close to him, He Muyan, who was still trembling and losing all ability to move just now, suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed her neck, and pressed her against him at an inhuman speed.
wall.
Su Lian was shocked by what happened so unexpectedly. She felt a real pain in her neck. When Su Lian lowered her head, she realized that his five fingers were digging deeply into her delicate skin, as if he was about to poke five bloody holes.
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At the same time, there was an increasingly intense feeling of suffocation.
Su Lian struggled to grab his wrist and tried to wake him up:
"He Muyan, wake up!"
As if he heard a familiar voice, He Muyan's empty eyes were confused for a moment, and he tilted his head to look at the girl in his hands who looked in pain.
But the next second, the crazy shouting in his mind once again broke his nerves. He Muyan looked at the extremely white neck in his hand, opened his mouth involuntarily, and bit down hard.
When he smelled the smell of blood coming from her neck, his eyes were completely stained with blood.
A pleasant smile appeared on his lips, and He Muyan unconsciously tightened his hands. Su Lian felt as if the skin connecting his neck and shoulders was about to be torn apart, and the warm liquid flowed, dropping drop by drop.
Toward the ground.
Are you going to die here today?
Su Lian reluctantly tried to pull out the whip from her waist, but her limbs were controlled by his brute force. Faced with the absolute suppression of power, she could only watch her life passing by.
Gritting his teeth, Su Lian said fiercely in his heart:
"I will never choose this thing as a weapon in my next life."
Although Whip is strong in long-distance combat, she is simply useless in close combat. As long as the person opposite controls her limbs, she is almost unable to resist.
The little pom-pom on the side was so frightened that it clenched its paws and prepared to reveal itself.
As long as it...the owner will be fine!
But just when it had just revealed its tail, Su Lian stopped it with a heartfelt voice:
"No need, you can't beat him. How can a little fox show off his strength?"
"Hide well, and then take my soul back, you hear me. Don't do anything stupid. If the system that comes to take me away is not you, I won't leave."
Su Lian's voice was calm and indifferent, but the words he spoke were filled with gentleness.
She knew that the system had sacrificial skills, and sacrificing everything at the expense of herself could give her a temporary surge in strength to tide her over the current difficulties.