Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Zhao Xuan looked at the simple palace and looked around. It was simple and messy, with almost no place to stay.

He hugged He Lanxi and carried him to the bed. Considering that the other person might be full of hatred for him, he didn't want He Lanxi to face his face, so he could only reach out and cover his eyes.

Zhao Xuan's hot breath fell on He Lanxi's neck, kissed him, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do anything to you, but I was drugged and you felt aggrieved for a while. I will make it up to you in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle movements of his lips became more obvious.

Covering his eyes with one hand, the other traveled downstream.

The pupils of He Lanxi's eyes hidden under Zhao Xuan's palm suddenly shrank, then he turned away and gritted his teeth.

He told himself that he couldn't die, even for all the humiliation and pain he was suffering now, he couldn't die.

No matter how difficult it is, he will get through it, and one day he will let everyone, especially the person in front of him!

Thousands of cuts!

Zhao Xuan's consciousness was quickly shattered by this craze. The people behind the scenes were also ruthless. He didn't like ordinary medicines, so he chose the one with the greatest and fastest effect.

In a daze, he couldn't help but kiss the mole under He Lanxi's eyes several times, and gently kissed the cool and pale lips.

However, He Lanxi... was a wolf. Even if he was forced to this point, he would never accept such a "disgusting" kiss, so he bit Zhao Xuan several times.

This forced Zhao Xuan to subconsciously avoid the cold lips even though he was confused.

Zhao Xuan vaguely remembered to trap He Lanxi's hand, otherwise the other party would definitely not cooperate obediently.

Therefore, in a hazy state of consciousness, someone picked up the local materials and subconsciously touched the side, just in time to touch the belt taken off from He Lanxi's body...

He Lanxi's hands were tied together with a belt in three strokes, and they were tied tightly to ensure that he could not break free.

Everything that happened next was messy and urgent. Although Zhao Xuan was already very good at this matter, the place was too crude.

The bed made of two boards couldn't withstand such "big moves", so midway through, the bed suddenly broke apart...

Zhao Xuan reacted quickly and grabbed He Lanxi's narrow waist with his big hands. The shoulders were wide and the waist was wide. It was tailor-made for him.

This move pushed the person standing up against the wall. He Lanxi lay on the wall, facing the wall. His breathing was disordered in the darkness, and some exceptionally clear sounds came from the tip of his ears.

When he heard the ambiguous voice coming from behind and Zhao Xuan's almost habitual kiss on his neck, he endured the pain and bit his lower lip to prevent himself from leaking any sound.

He won't beg for mercy, let alone curse, because he knows it's useless to be angry or hateful.

Instead of swearing to make the people behind you even more excited, it is better to save some energy, turn all of it into hatred, and accumulate it and return it to Zhao Xuan a thousand times later.

Zhao Xuan!

He will definitely kill him!

for sure!

Perhaps driven by strong hatred, He Lanxi seemed to have seen the tragic scene of stabbing the opponent to death one after another in the future.

He Lanxi's body had been severely damaged due to the changes during this period. Now facing the attack from behind, not only was he unable to resist, but his hands were tied behind him.

His body was so weak that he almost fell down.

At this moment, a pair of strong hands grabbed his waist, and while grabbing him, they also "pinned him to the wall".

He Lanxi was injured in his hand and did not receive timely medical treatment, so now he can't even clench his fists with hatred.

His eyes were red and opened for a long time, staring at the wall as if he was punishing himself.

The deposed prince, who was poisoned and weakened day by day, managed to hold on for an hour, but still couldn't make it to the end. Near the end, he fainted in Zhao Xuan's arms.

Zhao Xuan caught the person with quick eyes and hands, his eyes were closed tightly, his cheeks were red, and He Lan, who was frowning and breathing shallowly, lay in his arms.

With just one glance, he could tell... that the person had been knocked unconscious by him and had a fever.

I went, and the guilt I felt after running away from home for many years came back.

For the first time, he couldn't help but want to call himself a beast.

"Chu Ge, Chu Ge, we are sworn enemies in heaven, but at least we are equal. Now that you have entered these worlds, why are you so miserable every time?"

After Zhao Xuan sighed, he quickly picked up his pants and put them on. He hugged the person and found a place to put them down for the time being. His hands subconsciously combed the broken hair that stuck to his face with sweat for him.

Every time it fell into his hands, he couldn't help but sympathize with Chu Ge for a few seconds.

If he were here in person, he would be so angry that he would be red-faced again, but he wouldn't be able to curse him with an unpleasant word.

Gee, this is because you are too well-educated and have high demands on yourself.

Even scolding someone feels bad. If he doesn’t suffer, who will suffer?

"roll..."

"I'm going to kill you, kill you..."

"Disgusting... You are disgusting, get out of here!"

Fainted and lying on the ground, Helan, who had a fever, was talking intermittently.

Zhao Xuan lay next to his mouth and listened carefully for a while, feeling funny and helpless in his heart, "I don't forget to curse people even in my dreams when I'm fainted, so are you dreaming about me?"

Can't you dream about him?

He dared to swear on his own head that the person He Lanxi hated most in his heart was definitely not the seventh prince, but him.

The disgusting people here, get out of here and kill you, are probably all coming for him.

Zhao Xuan sighed, it's not easy, this world is really not easy.

Although he felt that this world was very troublesome and troublesome, he still had to do what he had to do. He went out and followed his memory to the place where the original owner lived.

Although the conditions were not particularly good, at least it was a single room. He quickly dug out an unused white handkerchief, clean clothes, and a wooden bucket.

There is a well outside the courtyard where the deposed prince He Lanxi lives. It is a little far away, but for a martial arts practitioner like Zhao Xuan, it is still quick to get water.

He quickly took the things back to He Lanxi's residence. There was only one eunuch following him, but the eunuch was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed at all.

He Lanxi's food and drink have been delivered from outside these days, but he can only rely on himself to take a bath. How can someone with one hand crippled and unable to even pick up a pen fetch water to take a bath?

Even if the guards outside the courtyard knew about He Lanxi's difficult situation, none of them came to help, and they all couldn't wait to add insult to injury.

The original owner was the cruelest one and would say some unpleasant words from time to time.

While Zhao Xuan recalled what the original owner had done, he quickly fetched water and put it next door to boil the water. The items in this abandoned palace were all left over from the past.

It has everything it needs, but it’s not that convenient to use.

Zhao Xuan, a person who has eroded two worlds in modern times, was unfamiliar with these at first contact, and it took him a while to figure it out.

You have to make your own fire and boil water.

Alas, the beginning of this world is such a headache.