MTL - Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?-Chapter 83 83%

Ji Qingzhuo finished the food on the table. When she was in Mingxin Lake, her appetite seemed to be quite small. In fact, Ji Qingzhuo belongs to the type who can eat as much as he wants. If you give her a little more, she can eat it all without wasting it. If you give her a little, she won't feel too little.

As long as the basic daily life can be guaranteed, eating more and eating less is the same for her.

Shen Rongyu held her wrist. When they practiced, they injected spiritual energy through the meridians of the wrist.

At this time, snow was falling in the courtyard, and the stove in front of the courtyard was burning hotly, making this corner very warm. Ji Qingzhuo liked the atmosphere here very much. In the depths of the quiet bamboo forest, it seemed that worldly things were isolated from here. Just herself and the people around her.

It would be great if... it could be like this forever, she thought so while lying in Shen Rongyu's arms.

The red airflow in the training space still rushed towards her enthusiastically. Now Ji Qingzhuo can have simple communication with him. Of course, the content of the communication is mostly "no", "no", "Xiaoyu, you can't do this."

When Ji Qingzhuo speaks, most of the words are not calm, even if it is only trembling, it is only a physical trembling, rather than speaking with emotion, but the red air is panting gently in her ear, fascinated, Ji Qingzhuo couldn't hear such a low-pitched **** voice, so he could only reach out his hand, turned his head to the side, blushed, and covered his mouth to keep him from making a sound.

But soon, the red air current bit her fingertips, licking her fingertips with her outstretched tongue, and Ji Qingzhuo's fingers bent up as if electrocuted.

This time, Red Airflow also knew that she would be tired too, so after a while, he lifted her into the center of the huge fairy cloud, and sat next to her, just next to her.

Ji Qingzhuo took a breath, and she called him: "Xiaoyu."

The red airflow turned sideways and hugged her in his arms. The continuously extending branches wrapped around her body. As long as Ji Qingzhuo took the initiative, his response would be so enthusiastic.

Ji Qingzhuo was breathless in his airtight kiss, the red air wrapped around her arms, guiding her to touch the stamens of Xiantan, the stamens of this huge Xiantan are composed of those bright fragments, Ji Qingzhuo As soon as Qing Zhuo touches it, he can touch a bit of memory about Shen Rongyu.

She is not interested in his memory, so she never took the initiative to touch these mirror-like fragments, but today, it was the red airflow that took her to touch it, and she was unable to resist the entanglement of the red airflow, so Can't escape.

Trembling fingertips touched the crystal stamens, memories flooded in like a torrent, but only a trace was left, Ji Qingzhuo felt as if he was in an ocean, a black and white ocean, but when the waves surged, , She knows the nature of this ocean, only sticky blood forms waves, so sticky and unwilling to separate, reluctant to part with the whole sea of ​​blood.

The reason why it is black and white... is simply because she can't look at the bright red color for a long time. In order to take care of her eyes, the last picture presented in this memory was also black and white.

Ji Qingzhuo only heard the sound of "pattering", as if something stood up from the sea of ​​blood. In front of him was a tall bone, like a ghost from hell. On the bone, there was still blood dripping , if this picture is not black and white, the shape should be even more terrifying.

If Ji Qingzhuo has seen the real pattern on the surface of her umbrella, she will find that this scene is exactly the same as the pattern painted on the umbrella surface, it is a sea of ​​blood, bones and skeletons, evil spirits, and a living scroll of hell.

However, the bone was dripping with blood, and he walked towards Ji Qingzhuo step by step. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he only called her "Zhuo Zhuo."

Ji Qingzhuo is not an ordinary person. She is not as powerful as those famous monks. She looks weak and thin, as if a gust of wind blows over and is about to blow her away. Logically speaking, people like her should be the most feared The sight in front of you.

However, she looked at him, and because the picture was black and white, her eyes didn't move away.

The hollow eye sockets of the skeleton have no eyeballs, so Ji Qingzhuo dared to look at him. She looked at his silent empty eye sockets without any fear, yes, she did not have any emotion of fear.

Why should she be afraid, this is Xiaoyu, she already knew he was a villain.

Ji Qingzhuo called her: "Xiaoyu."

When Bone was moving, there was a "click" sound, both of them were immersed in the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood around his feet rippled, and he continued to walk towards her, approaching step by step.

He opened his arms, maybe it was because Ji Qingzhuo was just an outsider in his memory, so he couldn't hug her, but just missed.

Bai Gu turned his head again, his head turned more than half a bend strangely, and he called again: "Zhuo Zhuo, don't be afraid."

Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand, trying to hold his hand made of bony bones, but she still couldn't touch him.

He still repeated his few words, knowing that the voice was getting weaker and weaker, he pulled out something from the sea of ​​blood, it was a piece of tough and soft skin, because the human skin was wrinkled, the facial features on the human skin were distorted , but if you look closely, you can still see the delicate eyebrows.

The bones covered the body with human skin, and when the blood-soaked beauty's skin unfolded, black and white blood beads rolled down, streaked across the cheeks and neck, and a complete Shen Rongyu appeared in front of Ji Qingzhuo's eyes.

His lower body was soaked in the sea of ​​blood and he couldn't see it. This reminded Ji Qingzhuo, who had been looking at him, of that night on Baishui Island, when she opened the door of his courtyard in panic, and he took a bath in the small pool in the courtyard. , also looks like this, wide shoulders and narrow waist, perfect figure, seductively handsome face.

Shen Rongyu was born with a deceptive face—it was the appearance given to him by this beauty belt.

Putting on the skin of a beauty, his originally hoarse voice became much deeper and more magnetic, but Ji Qingzhuo still couldn't respond to him, she was just a phantom in his memory.

Ji Qingzhuo also called him: "Xiaoyu..." However, their bodies intertwined, and her voice was still unable to pass through.

After a long time, the picture of this memory faded away, and Shen Rongyu, who was in the sea of ​​blood, just stared blankly at the place where Ji Qingzhuo disappeared. Without her, what he did just now was just a one-man show. In terms of position, there is a vacancy.

He seems to have forgotten something.

Ji Qingzhuo woke up from her practice. When she opened her eyes, she met Shen Rongyu's face. He had peach blossom eyes that seemed to be full of love, a high nose bridge, and thin lips tightly pursed. His face was handsome and perfect If he wanted to, he could easily capture the hearts of many people with this skin.

But she is not something he can capture, and Ji Qingzhuo can easily feel sympathy for her weaker targets, such as Mao Mao. Her eyes are always on those who are easy to be hurt. In the middle of the sea of ​​black and white blood, she knows that her heart is throbbing, not because she likes the perfect skin he covered later, but because of the uncovered. When he was wearing human skin, he was such a tall white skeleton, but he stumbled towards her.

He should have flesh and blood, but at that time there were only white bones left. After all, there would be a knife to strip his flesh and blood along the meridians, and it should have been extremely painful at that time.

Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened. When she was emotional, her eyes would be filled with such beautiful gleams, as if she was about to shed tears, but no tears fell.

Well, now after Shen Rongyu practiced, besides seeing her warm and heart-beating shyness, she also saw another emotion from her, which could not be called sadness or fear, but always tinged with empty sense of loss.

"Xiaoyu." Ji Qingzhuo called him.

"Huh?" Shen Rongyu's voice was low, with a smile in his voice, which seemed to be soothing her emotions.

Ji Qingzhuo caressed his cheek with a somewhat cold hand—it was rare for her to take the initiative like this. Under Shen Rongyu's long eyelashes, a trace of surprise flashed across.

"Why are you laughing?" she asked.

Shen Rongyu was stunned when she heard her question, Ji Qingzhuo's questions were always difficult to answer.

Why do you have to laugh, because the gentle smile is a disguise, it's part of the good-looking skin, he wouldn't laugh at all.

Only when he gets along with her can he have a sincere smile, because Ji Qingzhuo is very funny, and she looks very fragile and always depressed, in order to make her happy, he can only smile first up.

He replied: "If you want to laugh, just laugh."

"Xiaoyu, perfunctory me." Ji Qingzhuo's tone was still calm.

Shen Rongyu grabbed her wrist, pressed her warm fingertips on the center of her wrist, and took off her hand holding his cheek.

"No perfunctory." He smiled.

Ji Qingzhuo thought, he is cuter in the cultivation space.

Just when she was thinking this way, in the dark shadow not far away, there seemed to be a flash of red light - it was the red blood spring that Shen Rongyu had been hiding all along. When Ji Qingzhuo stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, the red Xuequan writhed excitedly.

This time, because of the excessive twisting, a trace of him was found.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at the shadow where the red light flashed past and asked, "Xiaoyu, what is that?"

Shen Rongyu followed her gaze and saw the red blood spring protruding from his body. He said without changing his expression: "There is nothing."

Of course Ji Qingzhuo recognized those "hateful" red air currents, she was moved by Shen Rongyu's wrist in the palm of her hand, and suddenly had a dangerous idea, could it be the red air currents in the training space that came outside?

If he went outside... would he still be so hateful?

Ji Qingzhuo began to think wildly, and his thoughts began to empty. Shen Rongyu took a look at her and knew that she was in a daze again.

In order to attract her attention, he coughed lightly: "Okay, you can go to sleep, do you want to continue practicing?"

It is enough to practice for such a long time. Recently, Ji Qingzhuo has been unable to withstand the passionate red current. Now that he can speak, what he does is becoming more and more excessive.

So she sat cross-legged on the couch, curled up and said, "Sleep."

When she returned to her room, she yawned and asked, "Where is Xiaoyu going tonight?"

"There is a mission in the palace, and we have to patrol." Shen Rongyu rarely remembered that he had a disguised identity.

"Oh." Ji Qingzhuo said.

She turned around and walked into the room. When her toes touched the ground, she turned her head and said softly, "If you don't want to go, you can stay here."