Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Chapter 57

Wen Qingle followed Wen Xiao for a few days like this, and Wen Xiao brought quite a lot of things when he came here, allowing him to live comfortably for a while.

Everything is normal, except Wen Xiao who clings a little too much to him.

"...Usually you have to follow me to understand, do you also have to follow me when you go to the bathroom?" Wen Qingle said awkwardly.

Are all couples in love like this?

Wen Xiao nodded: "I'm with you."

Although it doesn't seem like a big deal for men to go to the toilet together, and many men's toilets are designed so that everyone can see the appearance of each other's brothers, but Wen Qingle has never been to that kind of toilet because of his appearance and family background.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the unresolved embarrassment on Wen Qingle's face, Wen Xiao looked innocent, "It's normal for the two of us to get acquainted with each other, isn't it."

Wen Qingle: "..."

Thinking about the relationship between myself and Wen Xiao, it seems that it is really normal to look at each other as brothers, Wen Qingle gritted her teeth and nodded.

When she actually saw it, Wen Qingle was no longer shy, only full of shock.

He quickly found an excuse, and said euphemistically: "I think... the feelings involving the body are too superficial, and the communication in the soul is much purer. Otherwise, let's talk about a platonic love, what do you think?"

Wen Xiao frowned, his eyes were stained with jealousy, and his voice became sour: "Why, that man has been gone for so long, brother still want to guard his body like a jade?"

Wen Qingle was about to explain, but was interrupted by Wen Xiao.

"I don't want to be Plato's lover with you. I'm not that noble in thought." Wen Xiao didn't look at Wen Qingle, but her voice was very serious, "If he can satisfy you, I can satisfy you too."

"It's not..." Wen Qingle tidied up and washed his hands, and was about to explain, but suddenly felt a pain in his body.He snorted, and was about to fall forward when Wen Xiao caught him again.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Wen Xiao's voice was trembling, he hugged Wen Qingle and placed him on the soft quilt.

Wen Qingle couldn't speak for a while, he covered the lower part of his chest, which was the source of the supernatural power, and now it was filled with four supernatural powers, but still couldn't stop the pain that penetrated from the flesh and blood.

He has experienced this kind of pain once before. It was a long time ago, when he used his own abilities as a price to kill the man who caught Zhu Xiao and the others for research, the pain was stripped from his body and disappeared.

But why, will it happen again now?

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you back. We'll go to the best hospital for treatment, and you'll be fine." Wen Xiao tremblingly clicked on the light brain, and was about to call for someone to pick him up.

"Don't go back." Wen Qingle finally opened his mouth with difficulty. He put his hand on Wen Xiao's hand, covering his brain, "Going back, it's dangerous... right here, I'm fine."

He survived last time, and he can survive this time.

Wen Xiao said anxiously: "No one will harm us. I saw the news before I came, and those people said they didn't hate you, and hoped to be reunited."

Wen Qingle smiled. He didn't believe what Wen Xiao said at all. Now that he said such a thing in this scene, it was clear that it was just a white lie.

"It's just what you said to trick me into surrendering yourself. Why do you believe everything. Well, don't be so nervous." Wen Qingle said, "You can take a nap first, and when you wake up, I should almost recover. "

How could Zhu Xiao fall asleep? Looking at Wen Qingle's pale face, he took a deep breath and pulled Wen Qingle's hand away.

"Other things are fine. I can't listen to you about this matter." Zhu Xiao moved away a little to prevent Wen Qingle from reaching out to stop him, and was about to send a message for someone to come over to pick it up, but the light brain screen suddenly flashed, There is a mess of characters.

"Can't send it out." Wen Qingle was not surprised by this result, his own optical brain has never received a signal, "Okay, don't be nervous, it's okay."

Zhu Xiao pursed her lips, stretched out her arms to wrap Wen Qingle's neck and leg sockets, and was about to pick her up when she suddenly heard a strange laugh.

"Is it okay? You can't be okay this time." The voice with a strange smile said.

Wen Qingle recognized the voice, and sat up after a moment of stupefaction, trying to block Wen Xiao, but was pushed back by Wen Xiao.

"Don't move, I'll go." Wen Xiao said softly, and opened the door of the tent.

What appeared outside the tent was... a figure that couldn't even be regarded as a person. It was wearing a tattered black cloak with a hood covering its head, making it impossible to see its face clearly. The whole figure was half floating in the air. , the lower half of the leg is gone.

Wen Xiao frowned, quickly moved forward, and grabbed the man by the neck.

The moment he grabbed that person's neck, Wen Qingle let out a muffled snort, arching her body in pain.

Wen Xiao looked back at Wen Qingle, narrowed his eyes, looked at the tattered man pinched by him, and asked coldly, "What did you do to him?"

The man laughed wheezingly, with a hoarse and piercing voice: "So what can you do if you move your hands and feet, you can kill me, anyway, he will be buried with me, if I hurt, he will hurt too."

Wen Xiao loosened his hands a little, and the man laughed triumphantly again. After laughing, he looked straight at Wen Qingle with his sinister eyes hidden under the hood.

The white-haired young man fell on the quilt, his snow-white hair was messy covering half of his face, his beautifully shaped lips were bitten by his white teeth, and lost the color they should have.

The man was a little fascinated, and he didn't come back to his senses until the beautiful scenery was completely blocked by Wen Xiao.

The man licked his lips, thinking that he was about to go to the underworld with such a person, the hatred and the pleasure of successful revenge ‖ merged into an inexplicable pleasure, and this refreshment came to his heart together, making him open the chatterbox.

"I'll let you understand," the man laughed sinisterly, "You didn't hesitate to throw out all your abilities to attack me, but in order to survive, I forcibly dug out the parts of me that were hit by your abilities. I found a place to seal it up. Now that I am going to die, I will take out the part that was sealed up at the beginning, and then extract your ability from it."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiao faintly began to feel something was wrong.

A person's supernatural ability is not a single individual, it is inextricably linked with its own master, but if you want to study this connection, you must strip the supernatural ability from the human body before you can study it. The process is too inhumane, so has always been banned.

Is this person...

The more the man talked, the more excited he became, the corners of his mouth grinned, his eyes were like poisonous snakes: "I will let your supernatural ability continue to cover me to torture me, and with special assistance, I will let you connect with it again... In short, I am dead , you don't even want to live."

After the man finished speaking, he moved his hand hidden in his sleeve, and a touch of metallic luster flashed under the sleeve.Zhu Xiao looked and saw a thin dagger on the withered fingers like branches.

The man didn't attack others, but stabbed straight at his other arm. Zhu Xiao pressed his wrist with a backhand, grabbed the dagger before it pierced his body, and threw it aside.

Zhu Xiao has been holding the strength, but this tattered body can't even bear a little bump, and with a slap, a piece of bloody flesh fell off.

The man was actually exhausted, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.In the severe pain, he saw Wen Qingle bury his face in the quilt, his body tense in pain, and he couldn't help feeling even more pleased.

"Do you regret it? Regret meddling back then?" The man smiled smugly, not caring about the part of his body that started to bleed, "If you hadn't stopped me back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this now!"

"Like being a saint, heh, look, this is the consequence of being a saint, you can only die here with me!" The man was too emotional, he didn't know what to think, and laughed again, " The current medicine can't save you, if you can learn from me and conduct research on Zhu Xiao's ability, maybe he will be your only antidote now, but unfortunately... Zhu Xiao is not here now, hahahaha!"

Thinking of Wen Qingle pushing away the only antidote with his own hands, the man became happier the more he thought about it: "He's not here, he can't save you, you can only follow me, go to the ground together... eh!"

The man's mouth was suddenly blocked by a piece of rotten flesh, and the stench came straight into his nostrils, making him want to retch.

A foot stepped heavily on his back, and the man raised his head with difficulty, from bottom to top, he saw the cold eyes of the young man who had never been in his eyes.

The man vaguely heard a rumor that the few people who followed Wen Qingle were Zhu Xiao and the others, but he didn't believe it at the time. In addition, he had been studying how to enter the venue smoothly before, and told Zhu Xiao and the others that this white Fa Youth was the truth about Wen Qingle, and after that he was too busy dragging Wen Qingle to die together, so he forgot about the rumor.

But looking at this look, the man trembled all over, and the image of Zhu Xiao appeared in his head uncontrollably.

The man didn't have time to think deeply, and the feet on his body became more and more forceful, which caused him great pain, and even made a hole in the ground.

This person... this person treats him like this, doesn't he care about Wen Qingle's life or death?

Enduring the pain, the man raised his head to look at Wen Qingle who was not far away, and was taken aback for a moment when he saw it.

Wen Qingle over there was covered with a layer of faint white light, and this layer of white light gently enveloped him. Wen Qingle raised his head to look this way, the pain on his face was completely gone, replaced by a face full of doubts.

……how so?

The man was wondering, when he heard Xiao speak: "Have you said enough?"

As soon as the voice came out, the other two people present were stunned for a moment, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

What Wen Xiao uttered was no longer the slightly youthful voice before, but became more magnetic and cold.

They were all familiar with this voice...it was Zhu Xiao's voice.

"He will live well, and you..." A bone blade broke through the ground and flew straight into Zhu Xiao's hands.

Zhu Xiao's voice was like a glacier in the polar region, and every word seemed to be a death sentence: "Go to hell alone."