Chapter 9： The villain wants to divorce 9

Xie Ziyou wanted to make a meat shield by himself, to cushion the protagonist from the violent impact of falling from a high altitude.

His divine sense was attached to the jade bracelet, and it was only a loss of his body if he broke it.

Everything in the world can be reattached as long as he wants, even if it is a strand of the protagonist's hair.

But Guan Heng held his waist tightly, his arms were strong and vigorous, and Xie Ziyou couldn't twist it for a while.

Clouds wandered, sharp grass blades and branches protruded from the cliff wall, and with a ferocious smile, Guan Heng's arms were cut into thousands of fine wounds.

The warm blood spattered on Xie Ziyou's face, he was anxious and angry, and couldn't help but curse.

But the sound of the wind blew away his voice.

Guan Heng was in a trance again, full of only one thought.

—Can't hurt his swimming.

—Everything is fine, just come to me.

"…boom!"

Passing through the layers of branches, the deepest part of the cliff is covered with dense leaves, and the two of them slammed into the depths like cannonballs, raising thousands of dust and startling a crow and bird.

Xie Ziyou poked his head out of the rotting dead branches, tried to pull off the dead leaves curled up by his long hair, then leaned down, pulling out Guan Heng's figure with great effort.

He pulled the boy's collar, grief-stricken: "Hey, wake up! Guan Heng?"

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, his lips were pale, he shook a few times, and his tightly pressed lips opened slightly, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Fortunately, there is still a sigh of relief.

Xie Ziyou cautiously supported his head, carried the person on his back, and walked out with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

He stumbled all the way, and the stones buried deep under the grass blades ran across the young white and slender ankles from time to time. The century-old silt smelled like a deadly stench, and he was so choked that Ziyou wanted to cry.

With tears in his eyes, he said to the system: "It turns out that Golden Finger employees are not easy to do. I am no longer jealous that they follow the protagonist to eat and drink spicy food."

The system also sighed: "Youyou, your 1000 points..."

"Ah, look at the sky so blue."

"...Is it in vain?"

Xie Ziyou wanted to cry without tears: "If you don't speak, we can still be friends."

He hummed and climbed up the rock, almost bleeding from heartache.

1000 points is not easy to earn.

Xie Ziyou played the villain in a certain world conscientiously for nearly ten years, and finally scolded for the people, did not look down on his eyes, exposed the corpse and the wilderness, and gnawed away for the crows and birds, only to earn this point.

The jade-shaped body rubbed against the rock surface, and it made a crisp sound. Although it didn't hurt, it also rubbed a large, dense and messy white mark on the soles of juvenile suet-like feet.

Although Guan Heng was young, but his muscles were tight, Xie Ziyou was panting and striding hard, feeling like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

It was hard to find a sunny stone platform, which was dry and tidy. Xie Ziyou gently placed Guan Heng on the ground.

He just thought of getting up, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his body-Guan Heng was holding a corner of his clothes in his hand, his five fingers were tight, his attitude was rigid, and he refused to let go.

Xie Ziyou: "..."

The brocade dress was transformed from his figure. Cutting off the corners of the dress was equivalent to pulling a piece of jade from the jade bracelet. It would definitely not work.

Xie Ziyou raised his hand and gently patted Guan Heng's cheek: "Let go, hey, let go!"

The boy's eyes closed tightly and he was unconscious.

Xie Ziyou: "...Indecent! Murder! The Guanjia Tannery has closed down, and the owner is running away with the sister-in-law!"

The young man's brows trembled slightly, his lips opened and closed slightly, and he let out an inexplicable babble. He leaned his head against Xie Ziyou's feet. Instead of loosening his hands, he squeezed tighter.

Xie Ziyou was thinking about numbing eggs. This is forcing Laozi to cut the meat.

But he leaned over his hand, his slender fingers put a thin, cold sweat on the young man's forehead, Guan Heng's frantic and messy profound energy searched for an exit, Xie Ziyou couldn't help taking a breath as he swarmed.

Guan Heng just practised "Heaven Devouring" and condensed the profound pill, which was barely considered a first-grade. He couldn't fully absorb the Xuanbingjin left by Xie Ziyou. He only absorbed a small part to ensure that his hands and feet could move.

In such a terrible situation, he inhaled Hong'er's profound strength again, and coupled with the strong robbed medicinal power of the pill, the fragile meridians could not withstand the high pressure, and all the subtleties were broken, and the bones of the Dantian and even the profound pill appeared. The fine broken lines cause no less pain than cramping.

I don't know how he was holding on all the way, and he was still in the mood to make fun of Xie Ziyou.

The appearance of You Qin exacerbated Guan Heng's injuries.

Although her sword light did not directly hit the young man, the leaked profound energy could have a serious impact—the turbulent profound energy stimulated the hidden Xuan Bing Jin in the young man's body. At this moment, new injuries and old injuries occurred at the same time, taking the fragile body as Guan Heng's blood and energy were agitated on the battlefield, and the dantian directly became a rag sack.

It's over.

Xie Ziyou was utterly distraught, and thought to himself that all this is a mess, this kind of injury, blood ganoderma, can't be saved at all, okay?

He might as well take advantage of the protagonist's warm mouth and dig a hole earlier to bury the person!

The grief and anger in his heart are like the waves of the sky, Xie Zi swims like a spring, grasping the weakness of the system and saying: "Here is a life-saving pill that can cure all diseases..."

System: "200 points... but is it worth it?"

"Nonsense," Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth, "I've invested 1,000 points, so 200 points?"

Although he is bound to the villain system, he has goodness in his heart and is unwilling to do big and evil things. On weekdays, he is willing to spend points on the task of picking those villains that do not touch the bottom line.

After all, a villain is not the same as a villain, with different positions, hostile forces, taking a scapegoat for others, or retiring as this time. Any resistance on the path of the protagonist's growth can be called a villain.

Because of this, Xie Ziyou didn't want to give up this mission and Guan Heng—not only because of the points he invested, but also because this person is the protagonist.

If you have to say a reason, it's probably because...

This is a person who has not been weak, has undergone major changes, has been seriously injured, and has been rebellious, but is in a deep coma, holding on to his sleeves tightly.

Seeing the folds of her clothes being pinched, and sweeping through Guan Heng's tightly white knuckles, Xie Ziyou felt bitter.

He couldn't abandon such a young man who trusted and relied on himself.

The system was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know how gamblers lose and lose their fortune?"

Xie Ziyou: "..."

At this time, don't add poisoned chicken soup!

But Xie Ziyou couldn't help but the system ran to help him exchange the Heaven-defying Life-Saving Pill.

Said it was a pill, but at the moment Xie Ziyou had no water at hand, and the system intimately helped him change it into a liquid tonic.

The light green juice glows with a faint fluorescence and is wrapped in a transparent film. There seems to be invisible bubbles in it. As soon as it is taken out, the refreshing light envelopes the entire stone platform, exuding a fresh and elegant fruity fragrance. .

Worried that the fragrance would attract other beasts, Xie Ziyou anxiously pulled Guan Heng's lips-to no avail.

The boy's teeth were locked tightly, and as soon as he opened his lips, a strong smell of blood oozes between his white teeth.

The liquid medicine couldn't get in at all.

Xie Ziyou's thoughts turned a lot, with a bite of Silver Fang, his face blushed and said to the system: "You are not allowed to watch."

System: "Good tour, but friendly reminder, this thing melts in the mouth, you have to feed it faster when you mouth-to-mouth."

Xie Ziyou had already leaned down, and sprang up again after hearing the words, staring fiercely, "I didn't plan to feed him mouth-to-mouth!"

"..."

"...That's right, I just want to talk to each other, how?!" Xie Ziyou was embarrassed and angrily, kicked and snarled, "I am all to accomplish the task, it is dedication, it is sacrifice!"

…

Guan Heng was in a trance, and his consciousness floated in a chaos, dark and drowsy.

The whole body is a long and lasting darkness, cold and wet, like a long night through the ancients.

But slowly, there was a color in front of his eyes, and the dense and suppressed ink waves swelled to both sides, a dazzling starlight slowly fell, and the soft and moist light fell between his eyes, turning into a trickle, flowing. Enter his meridians and gently heal every small scar.

It was so warm, like the dawn of dawn, the colorful clouds stretched across the sky, and the early bird swallows evoke the first spring breeze.

The boy's eyes were fascinated, and his lips were slightly pursed.

It seemed to hold a piece of starlight.

His eyelashes trembled and he quietly opened his eyes—

With his lips still on Guan Heng's mouth, Xie Ziyou squeezed the tip of his tongue between his teeth: "..."

The two looked at each other.

Xie Ziyou immediately bounced up, his cheeks flushed like a glowing cloud, and he took a few steps back, raising his hand in a panic and pulling the long hair that fell behind him.

What a shame!

He didn't know why he was so flustered, he was so uncomfortable all over, he wanted to dig a crack to get in, but the stone platform was too narrow and there was no room to escape.

Fortunately, Guan Heng was still lying motionless on the ground, his eyes were level, not always falling on him.

But the young man's voice was clear, and he said softly: "Youyou, were you kissing me just now?"

"Kiss you big ghost!" Xie Ziyou was breathing fast, his ears were almost bleeding, and he whispered, "I'm saving your life!"

"Oh," Guan Heng said, "I think you seem to be embarrassed...or if I close my eyes, you will treat me as if I haven't been awake."

"I'm not very embarrassed!"

"But your face is very red."

"It was exposed to the sun... and your own face is very red!"

"I was probably exposed by you."

"Don't say that I can glow and heat, I am not an electric light bulb!"

Guan Heng stopped talking, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled quietly at the corners of his lips.

He didn't know what an electric light bulb was. In his mind, it was both luminous and hot, except for the candlelight lantern, only the hot little sun in the sky.

The young man in front of him has delicate eyebrows, his eyes widened, his eyes are as hot as the sun's amber—the same dazzling as he had when he glimpsed before he fell into a coma.

Xiafei's cheeks are ashamed when she is angry, her eyebrows are crimson with flame-like swimming lines, her beautiful peach eyes are raised, silent, and her heartstrings.

Don't dare to watch more.

Looking at it more, it seemed to be burned.

It's great, Guan Heng thought.

The misery of his life seems to have condensed to one day, retiring, poisoning, banishing, assassinating...everyone in the world betrayed him on this day.

But Guan Heng gently covered his chest with his right hand, feeling the fast beating heart below, and the unparalleled sense of satisfaction and fullness gathered together.

The bright sunshine fell in the shy and dodge eyes of the young boy not far away, as if the young grass tremblingly protruded from the bud's heart, and the silver thread-like gleam quietly descended, which was his last connection with the joy of this world.

There are others who really care about him.

Not giving him a marriage contract that can bring glory to the family, nor is it affected by the favor he gave in his early years, but only because of him, because of this man named Guan Heng, an ordinary and small existence in the world.

Under the right palm, the blood veins are flaring, and the heart is fast but powerful, hitting his chest again and again, sending warmth to every corner of the limbs.

Now he has the courage to do anything for You You, Guan Heng thought, even if You You want him to kill a Profound Beast King.

Warm current flows in his body, repairing the holes in the dantian, and then turning into surging profound strength, constantly squeezing and shrinking—

"flutter."

Quiet all around, only the wind rustles the branches slightly

Guan Heng's swelling mood was suddenly pierced and collapsed silently.

"Uh... Youyou, can I tell you something?"

Xie Ziyou hasn't escaped from the quagmire of shame.

He turned his back to Guan Heng, cupped his cheeks in both hands, and said reluctantly, "You said."

Guan Heng's tone was tense and guilty: "My Xuan Dan...seems to be broken."

"..."

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