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In the dense forest not far from the top of the cliff, there is an entrenched river.

Pei Ji stood in the middle of the river, letting the spreading demonic energy immerse him. The flow of the river is extremely slow, bringing with it the sound of water gurgling like a piano, and the weeping whistling beasts.

Compared with the others, his luck is really bad. He just opened his eyes and was exposed to the beast wave raging by the devil's breath.

The monsters trapped in the Demon Refining Tower have always had a high level of cultivation, and once they gather in groups, they are even more difficult to deal with. He forced his way out of the siege with a sword, and when his consciousness was about to dissipate, he met Bai Ye and Yonggui.

They said they had seen Ningning not long ago.

She went to the top of the cliff together with Senior Brother Meng Jue, and has not yet returned.

Pei Ji has the blood of the demon race, and can more clearly perceive the demon energy around him than the orthodox cultivators.

The place is dark and misty, and ordinary people can't see the tricky, but he can clearly perceive it. The more you go up, the stronger the dead spirit enveloped.

He was worried that Ningning was in danger, so he refused Yonggui's proposal to heal his injuries first, and insisted on going to the top of the cliff to meet her.

The boy thought of this, the dark eyes thickened, and he let out a self-deprecating chuckle from his throat.

In the end, Ning Ning pushed Meng Jue away regardless of his own safety. And the big brother of Guangfeng Jiyue guarded her behind him, and raised his hand to wipe off the spattered blood on the girl's face.

"Ningning doesn't have to die to save me, my brother will take care of you in this life."

……what.

Well-rounded in this life.

The cold water flowing to the waist, occasionally swayed with the waves, licked and licked the wounds torn by the sharp claws, causing piercing pain.

Pei Ji was indifferent to this, lightly lowered his eyelashes, reached out to hold a handful of clear water from the river, and pressed the blood on his abdomen fiercely.

He took off his shirt, and the blood mixed with water dripped down, dyeing the river water beside him dark red, as if cinnabar layers fainted.

At this moment, the palm of the hand was pressed on the wound, although it was called "cleansing", but he did not hesitate to exert force, the skin became more bloody, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out.

Only this kind of severe pain can make him recover a little clear consciousness from the almost chaotic mind.

What's more, he has long been used to this, no matter Pei Ji or others, no one cares.

"Pei Xiaoji, are you crazy?"

Chengying jumped wildly in the sea of ​​knowledge, with a rare anger in her tone: "If you are jealous, you can be jealous. If you can toss yourself like this? Stop it!"

The young man in the twilight pursed his thin lips and responded with a dark voice: "I didn't—"

Halfway through, I stopped talking first.

He has no confidence to deny.

When he saw Meng Jue approach her step by step, the moment his fingers brushed Ningning's cheek, he could clearly feel the emotions surging from his heart.

My chest was stuffy and sore, and there was a lot of grievances and annoyances for no reason. I just wanted to look away in a panic, as if standing there was a torture.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, it was clearly naked jealousy, like a blazing flame that burned his heart to death.

Pei Ji slowly took a breath of turbidity, and his palm passed through the **** crack in his shoulder, unconsciously he exerted more force, and his eyes darkened.

The big brother is like a curling autumn moon, and his character, swordsmanship and status are all top-notch, even if he expresses his chest in such an intimate manner, he does not show any fear on his face.

For this reason, Meng Jue can bluntly tell Ning Ning and protect her for the rest of her life.

Can he?

Someone not long ago replaced the fairy spring he used for healing with poisoned water, even hurting Ningning, burning bleeding marks on her calf.

His status is so inferior that he can never get rid of the title of "monster", even if no one deliberately targets it on the open side, it is difficult to conceal the contempt and rejection under the dark tide.

Apart from swordsmanship, Pei Ji had never pursued anything else.

In addition to swordsmanship, the young man who has been hated since birth knows that he is not worthy of anything else.

What's more, it is so bright and warm Ningning.

He is really useless.

Heroes are worthy of beauties, all stories are written like this, if Ning Ning is really with the brother, then it is reasonable.

However, as long as he thinks of this ending, Pei Ji's heart is empty and aching.

Fortunately, he came to her with injuries all over her body, but she didn't say a word, just standing next to Senior Brother Meng, not at all...

Don't care about him at all.

He was upset, his grievances and boredom could not be vented, he could only wipe the blood stains on his body over and over again, but because of too much force, the wound opened more severely.

Chengying yelled and screamed, too angry, and the babble babble continued for a while, but somehow, suddenly there was no sound.

Pei Jixin felt a little bit and raised her eyelashes calmly.

The girl in a plain veil stood on the shore, her eyes fixed on him, frowning unhappily: "That's how you cleaned the wound?"

It's Ningning.

At this moment... shouldn't she be staying with Brother Meng?

Pei Ji was a little dazed, and took a gentle glance in the direction she was looking at.

It happened to be on his chest.

The gloomy young boy paused for a while, and then his whole body was lowered down, and his chest was submerged in the water, revealing only his slender neck and pale face.

Pei Ji's voice became very cold, and a thin layer of ice was quickly caged in Peach Blossom's eyes: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Ying snorted coldly with disdain.

Let this kid ignore it, now it's alright, the nemesis is here, there should be a good show.

Seeing his disgusting and pretentious posture, he seemed quite tugged in the face of Ning Ning.

I don't know who was so wronged that it almost exploded, thinking over and over again in my heart why she didn't come.

"you have not answer my question yet."

Pei Ji was full of scratches and bite marks. Ningning frowned. She wanted to teach him a few words righteously, but she softened down: "You go ashore first, and I will help you."

Pei Ji's eyes flickered for a moment, and quickly disappeared: "...No. I'll do it myself."

He wouldn't have said this in a jerky and rigid tone before.

It's like being angry and awkward.

Ningning looked at him through the misty black fog, without speaking.

Pei Ji was extremely white, and the fine snow-like complexion was especially obvious in the twilight. Because the hair band was removed, the black hair was scattered like a waterfall, pouring on the flowing river.

Looking down again, he could see a long thin red mark on his neck, climbing up from his collarbone, mostly covered by wet hair.

No matter how fierce and cold eyes Pei Ji has, it is difficult to conceal this strange beauty, not to mention the faint redness of the boy's eye sockets for some reason, and there is nowhere to hide against the cold white skin.

Ning Ning's heart was a little dry, and she subconsciously pursed her lips.

She saw that Pei Ji was unhappy.

Why is he unhappy? Wasn't Pei Ji good in Xie Yu's Buddha Realm before? Let’s talk about what happened after that...

Ningning thought half jokingly, could it be because of the oolong she and Meng Jue had trouble with?

She had originally brought this idea out of her mind with a bit of joking, but as she thought about it, she gradually came out something wrong.

According to the narration of the young master Yonggui and Bai Ye, since Pei Ji can go up the mountain to find her with the wound, it means that he did not breathe before reaching the top of the cliff.

To say that the only sparkle could be, it seems that there is really only the interaction between her and Meng Jue.

Could it be that Pei Ji felt unhappy because she gave up her life to save Meng Jue and was wiped off the blood by the latter?

……No way.

This idea seems a bit too bold.

It is self-evident what kind of affection it means.

Ningning thought, she must blush.

Just because of a certain unreliable idea, it's really hopeless.

She looked at the young boy with red eyes in front of her, feeling flustered without warning, remembering the blood stains on Pei Ji's body, and had to say again: "You... go ashore first."

Ningning finished speaking, but when he saw that he didn't react, she raised her voice a little higher: "If you don't come up, I'll go down."

This sentence is really useful.

The river was cold like icy debris, and Pei Ji would definitely not let her be in the rolling water. After a short pause, she got up and walked slowly ashore in the river——

Even in this case, he still had no choice but to obey her.

Accompanied by the rattling of legs moving in the water, Ning Ning finally saw his appearance at this time.

The mist outlines the upright figure of the young man stroke by stroke. His black hair is soaked in river water, wet and sticking to his unstrung arms and waist.

The broad neck and shoulders have smooth lines, and the **** chest and lower abdomen are down, and the waist is thin and pale too much.

Pei Ji felt her gaze, her figure suddenly stiffened, her eyelashes drooped, and she stared at the river.

He, why should he be so shy!

This should be a normal scene, but because of Pei Ji's evasive action, a layer of ambiguity was trapped.

Ningning was a little nervous at first, but now he feels a rush of heat rushing over his head, making her body stiff and unable to move.

He was like this... it made her look like a wicked person who conspired against beauty.

Ning Ning pursed her lips without showing up.

Although she was indeed tempted.

When Pei Ji got on the shore, the initial awkward energy disappeared quietly.

The injured boy was full of blood, Ning Ning let him sit by the river and took a handkerchief from the storage bag.

"I heard Bai Ye and the others say that it was you who were uneasy and insisted on coming to the top of the cliff to find me and brother."

Ningning lowered her head and gently wiped the soaked handkerchief around his neck. When Pei Ji lowered her head, she could see her long, jet-black eyelashes.

Like a fan, it only needs to move lightly to fan out his hostility, leaving only sporadic sourness.

She is really cunning, knowing that he is determined to be alone, but always approaching step by step at this time, so that he can't even get angry.

"But then, won't all the wounds on your body worsen?"

Ningning concentrated on wiping off the blood stains, and tapped the side neck next to the wound with his fingertips: "Is it painful?"

Pei Ji shook her head and asked her in a dull voice, "Where is Senior Brother Meng Jue?"

After asking, I feel regretful again, how could I say such nonsense words.

"how."

Ningning smiled: "Do you want to see him more than me?"

When she spoke, she raised her head and followed the boy's tough jawline, looking at his dark pupils all the time.

Pei Ji's eye sockets were still a little red, and her pupils were stained with cobweb-like bloodshot eyes. There were small moles like teardrops on the tail of her eyes, showing a completely different blur and embarrassment than usual.

He spoke dryly, his pale pink lips were discolored and as thin as paper: "No."

After a short pause, he said in a dumb voice: "I just want to see—"

He clearly only wants to see her.

This secret was deeply buried in her heart, and Ningning would never know it.

Pei Ji heard her chuckle.

Ningning didn't question the word he had hidden. While continuing to wipe the blood stains, Ningning slowly asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

She used a pretentiously suspicious and pursed tone, and did not look up at him: "Is it because of me?"

Pei Ji answered without thinking: "No."

"Really?"

Ningning whispered: "I thought I was hated by you."

Across the thin layer of handkerchief, Pei Ji could feel the soft touch of her fingertips, itching and numb when she scratched the wound, leading to sharp pain.

The pain was supposed to be unbearable, but because of her touch, he was almost addicted.

Pei Ji narrowed his expression and took a deep breath: "I won't hate you."

His tongue was awkward, but he tried to say a few more words to her. He was trembling slightly by the biting coldness on the wound, and his voice became even more dumb: "In any case, I don't hate you."

Ningning did not answer immediately.

She seemed to ponder her words in her heart for a while, and her voice rang like a crashing bell: "Then...Do you like talking to me?"

When she spoke, she used her fingertips hard, and turned gently around the tooth marks on his lower abdomen.

The pain was like a spreading flame, Pei Ji gritted his teeth subconsciously, and did not make a sound of shame.

A weird question.

He replied helplessly as if surrendered: "...I like it."

These two words were pronounced incomparably jerky, so that the roots of the boy's ears were dyed with eye-catching pink, like a puddle of water, silently spreading to his neck and cheeks.

Ningning was so close, she must have seen all of her eyes, she saw him blush, would she... think it was funny?

He felt a pain in his chest because of this thought, and Ningning's voice sounded in his ear again: "Holding hands? Do you like it too?"

Her fingers slowly moved down, and they had reached his lower abdomen.

Pei Ji was tight and stiff like a sculpture.

His voice was also rough and hoarse, as if it were at the base of his ears, hot and hot: "Yeah."

"Oh."

She lowered her head and asked, "Where are you hugging?"

She pressed harder, asking more and more ambiguously, every word she uttered pressed on his heart.

Pei Ji had nowhere to go, and her pretentiously calm voice trembled unconsciously: "...I like it."

Ningning stopped for a while.

Regarding why Pei Ji was upset, she seemed to understand everything about the secret he had hidden in her heart.

The girl sitting by the river looked up, her eyes hurriedly intersecting with him.

Her face was flushed with crimson, but the corner of her mouth was smiling: "Really?"

The upward sound of the tail sound was like a cat's wagging tail. When he scratched his eardrums, the itch exploded in his blood.

There was only the precarious last string left in her head. Pei Ji looked into her eyes, as if she was bewitched, she could only replied, "Yes."

The little girl in front winked at him.

Without a word, he stretched out his left hand and held Pei Ji's raised wrist bone.

In the diffused fog, he saw Ningning bow his head again.

The old scar on the **** knuckle was suddenly covered with a warm strange touch.

Those are the girl's soft lips.

All the sounds around it seemed to have disappeared because of her movement.

In Wan Lai Ju's silence, there was only the sound of his heart beating wildly.

In my mind is unprecedented panic.

There was something rumbling in his heart, and Pei Ji only felt like he was in a dream.

But Ningning lowered his head, unable to see the expression, still asking in a tone that couldn't hear the ups and downs: "How about this?"

He has nowhere to retreat, and he cannot be defeated.

The throat rolled down unconsciously, and Pei Ji was in a squishy thought, and actually only said in a daze: "Blood, dirty..."

These two words were hanging on the tip of the tongue dullly before they were finished.

——Ning Ning cheated in front of him, with the scent of gardenia, could not help but kiss his earlobe.

Her voice clings to his ears, passing gently like a warm wind.

The unstoppable tremor is like an electric current, spreading rapidly from the root of the ear, sweeping every drop of blood and every bone marrow in the body.

He heard the girl whisper like a whisper: "Then...do you like this?"

Pei Ji's ears became red with the naked eye.

It was so red that as long as a slight stroke, the blood could drip out.

When her lips touched her, she could feel the heat of the river breeze surging up and down the boy's body.

Cute to foul.

"Pei Ji."

Ningning smiled deeper, stepped back and stared into his eyes.

When she spoke, there were two shallow pear vortices on her cheeks, and her voice seemed to be soaked in the sweetness of gardenia, which made him involuntarily fascinated and unable to resist.

The heart is overwhelming.

Ningning's voice sounded along with the fierce heartbeat, and Pei Ji heard a very light smile: "Do you like me?"

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