Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The man in the red robe kept running in the dense forest while clutching the wound on his arm. Blood dripped on the withered leaves, leaving mottled marks.

While running, he took out a large number of red and green pills from the bag on his waist, and stuffed them all into his mouth without even looking at them.

And at the wound of his broken arm, there are countless red blood worms that are visible to the naked eye, wriggling non-stop. If you look carefully, you will find that the hideous wound pierced by the arrow is actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

Behind him, there was no pursuer.

The red-robed man breathed a sigh of relief, stopped, and slowly sat down on the ground leaning against the tree trunk.

He was originally a witch and Gu master, and his body was different from ordinary people since he was a child. If it wasn't for fatal wounds, the Gu insects in his body would have kept him alive.

Thinking of the pure yin body, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the witch and gu master. Even if they tasted her blood, it would be like the water of a fairyland to people like them. What a pity...

'rustle……'

Just as the Gu Master was falling into fantasy, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps behind him.

Surprised, he turned around abruptly.

"Who?"

When he saw the person coming, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was wearing a black robe and a mask on his face. He was one of his disciples.

These days, he has already ordered people to make two-handed preparations. If he succeeds, even if he dies, it can be regarded as a contribution to the lord.

But if he fails, his life can still be used as an ox or a horse for the master.

Therefore, he ordered people to dig a secret passage under the altar early, just in case.

Although this passage is a secret, some believers who participated in digging the passage also know it.

Thinking about it, the voodoo master raised his hand and beckoned to the disciples, "Come here, help me up."

The person who came moved, behind the mask, eyes like lacquer spots stared at him for a moment, and walked slowly to his side.

Just as the voodoo master took the hand extended by the dumb disciple, he couldn't help shivering. His body temperature was lower than ordinary people because of feeding the worms, but this person's temperature was even lower than him, just like a Like the dead.

Thinking about it, the voodoo master subconsciously glanced at the little disciple beside him.

He found that his skin was abnormally white, as if covered with a layer of white powder, and even the blue veins on the back of his hands were lifeless, but his lips were abnormally red, as if he had just sucked blood.

It's a little weird.

The witchcraft master felt vigilant in his heart, just as he was about to distance himself from this little disciple, he felt a pain in his chest.

The severe pain spread from the chest to the whole body.

The witch and Gu master lowered his head slowly, and saw that at some point, a dagger appeared on his chest, and the hand that was three points whiter than him was holding the dagger, and sent it inside again. After a few minutes, stir gently again.

"puff!"

The shaman vomited blood from the mouth, and the blood spit out in the form of jets.

The little believer hurriedly stepped sideways to avoid his blood, seeming quite disgusted.

Witch Master: ...

'Boom! '

The witch and Gu master fell straight forward and fell to the ground. When he died, his eyes were still wide open, and he died with regret.

I don't know whether he was killed by anger or by a dagger.

The little believer looked coldly at the corpse on the ground, turned and left without mercy.

**

The autumn wind carried bursts of cinnamon drifting into the house.

The villain on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his almond pupils as clear as glass were mixed with mist, and his small face was pink and tender, like freshly baked milk dumplings, which made people want to pinch.

The villain blinked, and the moment he moved, his entire face wrinkled.

"Hmm!... My head hurts!"

Su Jiu propped herself up with her hands.

The house is antique, and the tables and chairs inside are all exquisite.

There is also a big round head next to the hand.

As if sensing movement, his big head moved and suddenly lifted up.

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, facing each other.

Su Jiu looked at Su Tyrant who seemed to have not slept for several days in front of him, and blinked.

Su Yijun's dark eyes were deep. Seeing the villain wake up, he was relieved. Suddenly, an indescribable sense of fatigue swept over him, and he raised his hand subconsciously to pinch the center of his brow.

The Su Tyrant in front of him looked like he had stayed up all night in an Internet cafe, his eyes were bloodshot, Wu Qing was almost as big as a giant panda, his hair was messy, and his stubble was also protruding.

Su Jiu pursed her lips, a tangle flashed in her apricot eyes, but she still raised her hand and pressed it on Su Tyrant's temple.

Su Yijun's body froze.

The temple is a sensitive place for anyone, let alone Su Yijun who is over ten thousand people.

But his body was only stiff for a moment. Feeling the gentle force of the villain, he completely relaxed his body.

The villain has just woken up, and the little fool's hair is flying around.

When Su Yijun saw it, he subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed her head, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Finally woke up?"

Su Jiu looked up again.

Su Yijun felt the temperature under his hand, and then looked at the villain's almond eyes that were not mixed with any impurities. He seemed to wake up suddenly, and was about to withdraw his hand like an electric shock, but his big palm was hugged by two fleshy little hands.

The villain's body temperature was so hot that Tang Disu Tyrant's heart trembled slightly.

Su Jiu had no parents since she was a child, and she didn't know what it would be like to have her parents around. Occasionally, she would hear the children in the village speak ill of her behind her back, saying that she was an unwanted wild child.

Although Su Jiu took revenge on the spot and beat them all up, she still felt sad.

There was a girl named Fat Ya who played close to Su Jiu. She often heard from Fat Ya that her mother had a bad temper and often beat her butt. At that time, Su Jiu was very lucky that she didn't have a mother.

But one time later, Fat Ya was bullied by some boys in the same village, crying loudly, that was a miserable experience.

Fat girl's mother came back from doing farm work and heard about it, picked up the family hoe and chased those little kids for three streets.

那个时候苏玖才隐约明白，也许有一种父母的爱，叫做自家的崽自己可以揍，但是别人绝对不可以欺负！

Seeing the undisguised concern and fear in Su Tyrant's eyes, Su Jiu couldn't hold back, Jindouzi popped up all of a sudden, and threw himself into Su Yijun's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

The little milk voice has a strong attachment.

"Daddy!"

Su Yijun's body shook violently, his body became stiffer than ever before, and even his gaze became a little straight.

Feeling the trembling of the villain's body in his arms, Su Yijun lowered his head, gently scraped off the golden beans on the little milk bag's face with his rough hands, and carefully embraced the villain into his arms again, a place in his heart that had been empty for a long time seemed like a moment be filled.

His voice was hoarse and fierce.

"What are you crying for?!"

[Ding!Su Tyrant's blackening value -10, current blackening value: 76. ]