Compared to just now, the smell of another man was lingering around the Xiao Yu desk. Unlike Mu Yingyang's warm and clean, Xiao Du had a cold smell of blood and was held in his arms. The heat on Xiao Yu desk dissipated slightly, and he woke up again.

Xiao Yu's desk was pressed against Xiao Du, looking at Mu Yingyang. Mu Yingyang was also looking at him, his lips moved silently, as if calling him "Senior Brother". His right hand hung unnaturally, and even though he had not seen blood, it was obvious that he was seriously injured. Mu Yingyang's hand was probably useless.

Xiao Yuqian looked away from Mu Yingyang and said, "Okay."

"No!" Mu Yingyang shouted with difficulty, "Don't worry about me, senior brother, don't worry about me!"

Xiao Du raised his eyes slightly, and pinched Xiao Yuchen's cheek with his palm, and said, "What did Ayu say just now, I didn't hear it clearly. Say it again?"

Xiao Yu's case was forced to collide with Xiao Du's eyes, and his long eyelashes, which were as thick as feathers, trembled, and he said softly: "I said, I will be good and listen to you, as long as you let him go."

Xiao Du smiled instantly, "It is impossible to let him go. I will keep imprisoning him so that Ayu can always be obedient."

Xiao Yuqian held his hands tightly, his fingertips almost fell into the flesh. He lowered his head and gasped slightly, "It's up to you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yingyang struggled like crazy. He would rather die than be a burden to his senior brother. "Xiao Du, please let my senior brother go, you can take my life at will!"

Xiao Du said to Meng Chi: "Closed his cultivation and escort him to the Immortal Cage."

After his cultivation was blocked, Mu Yingyang could not even commit suicide.

After Xiao Du finished speaking, Heng picked up Xiao Yu's desk and said, "Hold my neck."

Xiao Yu's case did as he said, as gentle as a sheep.

Xiao Du looked gentle and threw Xiao Yu's robe on the ground and hugged him and left.

Mu Yingyang let out a roar like tears: "No leave - Senior Brother! When you come back, no leave! Return the senior brother to me..."

His voice was already crying, and the pain of losing his right hand was far less than that of him watching his senior brother being taken away but helpless.

Meng Chi knew that it was a blessing to save Mu Yingyang's life and said, "Young Master Mu, let me see your hands first."

She wanted to pull Mu Yingyang up, but was pushed away by the other party. "I'm going to find my senior brother, I'm going to save him back!"

Mu Yingyang's right hand was destroyed and he was seriously injured. Meng Chi couldn't hold him back. An unknown fire surged into his chest. Meng Chi slapped Mu Yingyang hard and said with gritted teeth: "Look at your waste, what are you going to find your senior brother! You are all in your hands and are not the opponent of the Lord. Now you can even take your life easily. Do you still want to steal someone from the Lord? Why don't you dream? There are everything in your dream."

Mu Yingyang didn't know whether he had listened to her words or had no strength to call him. He looked at his right hand dejectedly, his eyes were depressed.

Meng Chi had seen his youthful appearance. She had told Xiao Yu before that the reason why she talked to Mu Yingyang several times was because she liked handsome young men, which was not a lie. Now she looked at Mu Yingyang with a disappointment and sighed.

In just one night, the 18-year-old boy seemed to have experienced all the joys and sorrows that a person could experience in his life. The senior brother who had died for two years, his favorite senior brother, appeared in front of him without warning. The senior brother hugged him and kissed him, and he also hugged him and kissed him. Just when he thought he was going to be with his senior brother, his hands were ruined and his senior brother was stolen again.

"Since ancient times, beauties are worthy of heroes. Beauties like Xiao Yu's case are destined to be possessed by only the strong." Meng Chi said, "It's not that God is too cruel to you, but that your strength is not worthy of competing with others for him."

Mu Ying lowered his head, his eyelashes blocked his eyes. Meng Chi liked his eyes very much, as bright as stars. His eyes were dimmed for two years, and after a brief brightness tonight, only dead embers were left.

Meng Chi repeated the words just now: "Let me see your hands."

This time, Mu Yingyang did not push her away again.

Xiao Du carried Xiao Yu's desk to the main hall, placed it on the big bed behind the curtain, and bullied him down.

Xiao Yuchen put his hands on his chest and murmured: "Experience, antidote... Give me an antidote."

Xiao Du was annoyed by Xiao Yuchen's resistance, opened his hands, held his wrists with both hands and placed them on top of his head, and his lips brushed across Xiao Yuchen's ears as if nothing had happened. "Aren't you very affectionately under Mu Yingyang just now? Why did I just want the antidote when I got there?"

The strange fragrance continued to radiate from Xiao Yu's desk. Xiao Du was not the boy who had just fallen in love with Mu Yingyang. There was nothing unusual on his face, and he didn't even sweat a drop of sweat. Only he knew how hard he had endured it.

"Where did he touch you, huh?" Xiao Du pulled off Xiao Yu's half-covered clothes, and Xiao Yu's collarbone, shoulders, and lower abdomen were all displayed in front of him. Xiao Du checked Xiao Yu's upper body as if he was checking his unique treasure.

Xiao Yu's original body grew taller than two years ago, but it was still slenderer than that of ordinary men who practiced their true nature. With a full waist, skin was as creamy as oil, and two red dogwoods on his chest. A man who was not interested in love and love had such a face and body, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.

There was no trace of being touched except for her lips and neck. Xiao Du's face was slightly slower, and his eyes gradually looked down.

The jade belt around Xiao Yu's waist was almost loose, and as long as he pulled it lightly, he could...

Xiao Du's eyes turned dark - he wanted him, but he had been thinking about it for a long time. As long as he did this, he could turn him into his own person.

Why can't he do something that others can do?

When Xiao Du's hand came to the jade belt of Xiao Yu's desk, the flames on the wall suddenly rose, illuminating the appearance of Xiao Yu's desk in an instant.

Xiao Yu's first-class appearance probably inherited from his mother.

In a trance, the flames turned into a sea of ​​fire. The young Xiao Du was sent out of the sea of ​​fire by his stepmother's desperate attempt. The stepmother, the most beautiful woman in the fairy world, was in a messy hair, and her face was covered with ashes. She handed the younger brother in her arms to him and said softly: "Adu, my brother will be given to you in the future."

Xiao Xiaodu's tears were not dry, and he held his younger brother's soft hand and said solemnly: "Mother...Don't worry, mother, I will treat him as my own brother."

The stepmother was surprised by his name, Zhan Yan smiled, her eyes filled with autumn water, even if she suffered a great disaster, she was still fascinating. She touched Xiao Xiaodu's head for the first time and said, "Adu, you have to remember that although you are not related by blood, he is your brother."

My dear brother...

Xiao Du closed his eyes and let go of his hand holding Xiao Yuchen's wrist. Xiao Yuchen had no idea where the strength came from, and immediately supported the bed with both hands to hide in, chanting in his mouth: "Anti-drug, I want the antidote... um..."

Xiao Du's eyes showed an unwilling look of anger and shouted: "Xiao Yu Case, why are you just hiding from me! Why can't I do it alone!"

Xiao Yu's case seemed to be frightened by him, and he opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

There was infinite sadness in Xiao Du's heart. He had never been as powerless as he is now. He hugged Xiao Yu's desk back in his arms and said in a voice: "Don't hide from me, don't... don't want me."

He fed Xiao Yu's case the medicine, and felt his body shaking in his arms gradually calm down. The acacia insect in Xiao Yu's body had been attacked for half a night and finally calmed down. Xiao Yu's case's physical strength had been exhausted by it, and he fell asleep in Xiao Du's arms.

Xiao Du was guarding the bedside. He defeated Yunjian Pavilion, Mu Yingyang, and got the promise that A Yu would be obedient in the future, but he was exhausted as if he was losing all the money.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky turned white. Meng Chi, who had been busy all night, walked into the hall and said tiredly: “Lord, let me see your wounds.”

Xiao Du completely forgot about his injury. He looked down at his shoulder and said blankly: "Okay."

Meng Chi saw the sword wound deep on Xiao Du's shoulder, which was already bone-deep, and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

In yesterday's battle, Xiao Du fought against three, and he was able to be at ease at the beginning. However, the elders of Yunjian Pavilion were not a fuel-saving lamp, and even Xiao Du could not injure them all for a while. Yunjian Pavilion relied on its unique sword formation and dragged them to the night of the next day.

After nightfall, the full moon rose, and Xiao Du's mind was obviously not in the battle in front of him. He was eager to win and did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique to break the sword formation of Yun Jian Pavilion. As a result, he was backfired and was taken advantage of by the enemy, so he was injured by this sword.

In addition to the sword injury, Meng Chi also found a long scratch on Xiao Du's back. The wound was purple in color, and it was obviously poisoned. Meng Chi said in surprise: "Lord, you have your back..."

"I know," Xiao Du said, "Is it possible?"

Meng Chi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it Mu Yingyang's poisonous fang?"

Xiao Du refused to say anything. Meng Chi knew that he had agreed. It seemed that she underestimated Mu Yingyang. Mu Yingyang was destroyed by Xiao Du, but Xiao Du might not have escaped unscathed.

Meng Chi had tempered poisonous fangs, so he naturally knew how powerful it was. He said with a serious expression: "It can be solved, but after it is solved, there will be still remaining poison in the Lord's body. Lord must rest at least three months, otherwise there may be hidden dangers."

Xiao Du didn't care: "Yes."

Meng Chi knew that he was dealing with him when he heard his tone, and said seriously: "The Lord was injured and poisoned, this is really not a joke. To put it bluntly, if the Six Peaks Elders of Yunjian Pavilion make a comeback at this time, the Lord would probably not be able to hold on for a day."

Xiao Du stared at the sleeping Xiao Yu case and said, "I know the pros and cons, so you don't have to say much."

Meng Chi sighed, "Yes."

Xiao Yuchen slept for a whole day. When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a strange bed, which was pitch black outside the window, and he seemed to have a long dream. But he found that he was using his original body, so he knew that it was not a dream.

The memories of last night were intermittent, and he only remembered a few scattered scenes. At the last moment, he was still "injuring" Mu Yingyang, and at the next moment, Mu Yingyang "injuring" him back. Later, he saw Mu Yingyang kneeling on one knee... He probably remembered everything afterwards, and also remembered that he promised Xiao Du to be obedient.

Xiao Yuchen couldn't say he didn't like his bright and beautiful appearance, but using this face would really cause a lot of trouble. Just as he was about to change back to An Mu's body, he heard Xiao Du's low voice: "Don't use other people's bodies."

Xiao Yu's desk lifted the curtains, and Xiao Du stood in front of the bed, his face pale and seemed to be injured.

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows in the case - there is such a good thing. Could it be that the people from Yun Jiange injured him?

"Use your own," Xiao Du stared into his eyes and said, "I like to see."

Xiao Yuqian nodded lightly: "Yeah, I understand."
Chapter completed!