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"How's your arm?"

"You touch it." Chuzheng handed over his hand.

Xuan Ying put down the tea cup and first checked the black fingerprint on Chu Zheng's wrist. He couldn't think of any other way for the time being.

"Why did Loach come to Hanjiang City?"

loach?

Xuan Ying realized that Chu Zheng was talking about the river god.

His slender fingers moved slowly, sending coolness to Chu Zheng: "He lost the protection of the temple and used power wantonly. The laws of heaven and earth have long discovered him."

Chuzheng stood up directly, pulled Xuan Ying's hand away, sat in his arms, and put her arms against his body.

Xuan Ying froze for a moment.

"Miss Chuzheng..."

"It feels so comfortable." Chuzheng had a legitimate reason.

Xuan Ying glanced at her and saw nothing else on her face. Her eyes were clear and clear, as if he was overthinking.

Xuan Ying had no choice but to let her go. He held her wrist with one hand and put another hand around her waist. He continued what he had just said: "The laws of heaven and earth want to eliminate all non-human races. He lost his protection and could only hide in the most crowded place." It’s safe.”

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Hanjiang City, and these humans block his aura so that the laws of heaven and earth cannot detect him.

The law of heaven and earth is not human, it cannot think, and can only be detected when the aura of a non-human race leaks.

The River God just saw him turning around and walking away, so he didn't dare to make a move. He was probably afraid that if he did, he would be discovered.

Listening to Xuan Ying's explanation, Chu Zheng remembered the strange thunder cloud last time...

The little loach ran away when he saw it.

"How do you know so clearly?"

"I've seen too many."

Chuzheng looked at him sideways, and the man lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the tea on the table that was gradually losing its heat.

The gods, demons, and monsters that once had great glory and turned their heads into clouds and rain are now all lost dogs and must be driven away.

Only humans, this weak but strong race, became the only winner.

Xuan Ying's cheeks suddenly felt hot, and a pair of hands held his face, forcing him to raise his head. Xuan Ying's eyes suddenly dimmed, and Chu Zheng's face enlarged in front of his eyes.

Xuan Ying's pupils shrank slightly, and he tightened his fingers on Chu Zheng's wrist.

Chuzheng stopped, but didn't leave. She just pressed her lips against his and said, "Do you want to use one of my hands?"

The grip on her wrist loosened, and Chuzheng leaned forward again.

Xuan Ying: "..."

Although his memory was incomplete, his intuition told him that no one had ever been so intimate with him before, not even holding hands.

The unfamiliar breath blended and wrapped around his cold lips and teeth.

The hand holding his cheek slowly fell on his shoulder, and her breath deprived his chest of oxygen little by little.

At this time, Xuan Ying could no longer remember what they were talking about just now, the laws of heaven and earth, the river god... they all disappeared.

Xuan Ying clenched his teeth and did not give Chu Zheng a chance.

Chuzheng tried it twice and saw that he had no intention of letting go, so she stopped forcing him.

Little things need to be pampered...

Be pampered! !

-

The fragrance of medicine spread in the pharmacy, Xuan Ying tilted his head, his lips were red, and there was a look of annoyance on his eyebrows.

Chuzheng was still sitting in his arms, holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly. As she looked at him, she seemed a bit docile and well-behaved.

Xuan Ying glanced at her with his peripheral vision and thought to himself: Now do you know how to drink slowly?

"you……"

"Drink?"

Chu Zheng and Xuan Ying spoke out at the same time.

The tea cup was handed to Xuan Ying's lips. There was still half a cup of tea in the dark ceramic tea cup, and the fragrance of tea wafted from the tip of his nose.

By some strange coincidence, Xuan Ying took Chu Zheng's hand and drank half the cup of tea.

The still warm tea flowed down his throat and into his stomach, like a burning sensation, making him slightly uncomfortable.

Xuan Ying didn't realize until she finished drinking that she had just drank this cup of tea.

"Go down!" Xuan Ying said he would fall out, his voice low and his face darkened.

Chuzheng stepped on the ground with her toes and stood up gently.

With his arms empty, Xuan Ying breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost at the same time.

But he quickly suppressed that emotion, and when Chu Zheng turned around, he shook his sleeves and blocked it in front of him.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"I want to kiss you." Chuzheng leaned on the table, tilted her head, and said in a very serious tone: "Can't you? You didn't push me away, which proves that you..."

"Shut up!" Xuan Ying's tone was full of annoyance.

Xuan Ying didn't even have time to pack up his tea set and walked away directly.

Chuzheng leaned against the table and brushed her fingertips over the edge of the tea cup. A careless smile suddenly appeared on her cold and cold face.

A very light smile, fleeting, and when he looked again, he still saw the expressionless girl.

-

At night, Xuan Ying appears carrying a demon.

He threw the demon in the backyard, and when he looked up, he saw Chuzheng standing at the door, looking at him intently.

When Xuan Ying saw her, he remembered that kiss.

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

Xuan Ying lowered his head and asked her in a low voice.

Chuzheng crossed her chest and leaned against the door frame: "What kind of body did you pick up from me again?"

Xuan Ying corrected: "This is a demon."

Chuzheng said angrily: "What's the difference?"

Chuzheng walked over from there and took a look at the dead demon: "What happened to him?"

Xuan Ying suddenly raised his head, a trace of ambiguity flashed in his eyes: "I'm upset and want to kill."

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed at some point, a corner of the crescent moon was revealed, and a faint light fell on the man.

The handsome face actually looked a bit sinister at this time.

He stared at Chuzheng: "Miss Chuzheng, have you seen that? There is no difference between killing monsters and killing people. I am not a human being. I don't know what I am. I..."

Chuzheng reached out and hugged him.

"I don't care what you are, you are mine."

Xuan Ying's words were blocked in his throat by Chu Zheng's hug.

Xuan Ying saw the moonlight casting the shadows of the two people on the ground, overlapping and lingering together, showing an indescribable intimacy.

He wanted her to know that there would be no future with him.

He wanted to scare her off...

They should have no other bonds.

But……

The warmth on her body made Xuan Ying covetous.

Xuan Ying slowly raised his hand, hugged the person in front of him, and pressed him into his arms.

-

Xuan Ying woke up from the bottom of the lake. When he woke up, he didn't remember anything except the magic that seemed to exist instinctively.

I don’t remember who I am and why I am sleeping at the bottom of the lake.

Later, he gradually began to have memories, remembering his own name, remembering the divine world, and remembering how the people in the divine realm dug out his heart.

Remember the resentment and anger he left behind at the end.

But the passage to the God Realm was closed, and he could not return to the God Realm.

He couldn't remember how long he wandered in this world after he woke up.

Without his heart, his body will always be cold.

Can't feel any temperature.

He is always alone.

He doesn't need anyone to accompany him, and there is no one to accompany him.

Xuan Ying rested his chin on Chu Zheng's neck and said in a low voice, "You will regret it."

The girl's determined voice followed closely: "I will never regret it."