Before leaving, Wen Chengzhi repeatedly reminded: "You can't drink the wine in the kitchen, and you can't drink it randomly even if you don't have alcohol."

He also had to comfort his wife and couldn't chat with Xing Zhen all the time. He was reluctant, but he still had to leave.

The room replied to the quiet tranquility, and felt that Wen Chengzhi had really left and did not peek outside.

Xing Zhen was playing on the bed all summer.

The girl in pink noticed Xing Zhen's eyes and immediately covered her quilt to pretend to be asleep. The little snoring sounded like thunder, deafening through the large quilt.

Xing Zhen lifted the quilt and gave a chestnut a boring gift.

Yixia rubbed her forehead and shouted openly, "I'm bullying people, someone bullying the little girl. He is not as good as a beast, come and help!"

"Bang!" The wooden door was pushed open from outside.

Wen Chengzhi, who came after hearing the news, poked out half of his head with anger on his face and cursed: "My wife really did not read the wrong person, Xing Zhen, you beast..."

Halfway through, seeing Xing Zhen did not do the dirty things he imagined. Instead, the girl Yixia was in trouble and immediately realized that she had misunderstood.

He smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, you guys keep going."

He retreated gently, carefully closed the door, and said to himself: "Damn it, men can't be soft-hearted."

Xing Zhen's face was full of black lines, and finally he knew why Wen Chengzhi was sometimes enthusiastic and sometimes cold towards him. It turned out that it was all caused by the girl in pink Yixia.

The helper came and left, and was isolated and helpless all summer. He immediately hid in the big quilt and shouted, "I don't know, don't ask me."

Xing Zhen lifted the quilt, took out the mother-child blade and shook it in front of Yixia, and then slowly moved it to the little girl's butt egg.

"Don't, you are a good person, you can't always stab someone in the butt." Yixia was about to cry, and she didn't forget to flatter and flatter her.

Seeing Xing Zhen unmoved, the little girl finally came to beg for mercy and said, "If you want to ask, ask whatever you can tell you, I will say everything you can."

The puppy rolled around in the bed when he saw this scene.

Xing Zhen said angrily: "Tell me, what's going on with Zixuan?"

Yixia breathed out: "So I'm asking these questions."

Knowing that he had made a mistake, he immediately changed his words: "I only know these things. A little brat named Cui Zixuan once went to my house, and he was about the same age as me."

"At that time, my father and mother were alive, and said that Cui Zixuan was a child from a big man and could not offend him."

"I saw that you didn't have much money, and I thought it would be best if I could help. Take Cui Zixuan back to his house and get some rewards."

Xing Zhen saw that Yixia had something to hide, but he didn't want to make things difficult for the little girl. Everyone has their own secrets. Although the girl is young, she is also the same person.

Xing Zhen didn't want to be arrogant, and he couldn't bear to be wronged by Yixia. Because he knew that Yixia's lively and naughtyness was nothing more than trying to cover up the troubles in his heart.

Xing Zhen saw it more than once, Yi Xia in her sleep was trembling with tears in extreme fear.

The old man said that the heavy rain comes and goes quickly. At night, the moon is already sparse, and the moon is hanging high as the full 15th.

It was hot in summer, and Xing Zhen still ordered a thick quilt to sleep all summer. The mountain was not like a plain, and the phoenix at night was a little cool.

Yixia can walk and sit, but the knife wound on her butt has not healed yet. Along the way, she rode the Bai Jiahei named her.

But it is not easy for young children to endure this hardship.

It is rare to have a soft bed, which quickly falls asleep peacefully. It sleeps very soundly and deeply, and all worries are temporarily abandoned.

Xing Zhen made a ban gesture and glared at the puppy fiercely, not allowing him to retaliate at this time.

He whispered: "Although he is older than you, Yixia's psychology is a child after all. As a great monster with noble blood, give in to her more."

The puppy pointed out the window, and his breasts were soft and his breath was low: "The moon is so round."

Taking advantage of Xing Zhen's head turning around and looking away, the puppy quickly said: "Thank you!"

Xing Zhen was confused: "Why?"

The puppy stared at the full moon hanging on the branches and said in a melancholy tone: "It was the last time you let me see my mother."

Xing Zhen gently straightened the fur of the puppy and said calmly: "I don't remember."

The puppy enjoyed the feeling of being gently caressed and lay on the bed and turned his watery eyes.

"The story starts with Shuiboshan. A purple rat was chasing my mother. My mother lost her strength because she was pregnant with me and was defeated by the damn purple rat..."

Xing Zhen was also trapped in the thoughts of hard work and suddenly interrupted: "Wait, purple rat, I seemed to have seen it when I was in Qingyang Town."

"It's just that my memory is vague and I can't be sure."

The puppy nodded and admitted: "It's indeed what you saw in Qingyang Town. My mother said that the purple mouse has been chasing from Qingyang Town to Shuiboshan."

Xing Zhen was puzzled: "Aren't you in your mother's belly? How could you see things outside?"

The puppy rolled his eyes at the fool: "I am a great monster with noble blood. I can communicate with my mother when I am in my belly."

Xing Zhen rolled his eyes: "I didn't see where your nobleness is. I'm slowly crawling with the snail."

The puppy was extremely disdainful: "I had a premature birth and was injured. After my fertility was recovered, let's take a look."

"And the damn purple electric rat, this revenge is endless."

Xing Zhen patted the puppy's head and said firmly: "Okay, we are friends, bring me with you when you take revenge."

The little puppy's eyes flashed with gratitude and said disappointedly: "No need, in the wild continent. I am a demon clan and convenient for entering and exiting, but you can't do it alone."

Xing Zhen didn't pay much attention and blurted out: "If you dare to go, I will dare to go."

Then he asked back: "Do you have experienced less dangers by your side? What's more, the wild continent is not only your enemies, but mine."

"A piece of bone, half a life, and my memory should all be counted on the head of the wild continent."

The puppy didn't say anything, and then grinned and remained silent.

At this time, Yixia, who was covered in a thick quilt, was trembling all over. Her little face, which was a little rosy, was dark, as if the blood in the deep skin had changed color.

Xing Zhen discovered the abnormality and walked to the edge of Yixia's bed. When he reached his forehead, he felt a biting cold.

Xing Zhen quickly added a layer of quilt to Yixia, and his trembling body was still not stopping.

Grasp Yixia's soft and boneless little hand, and a thread of internal force entered his body.

Xing Zhen was shocked to find that his internal strength had sunk to the sea, and he lost contact with him after entering his body for a summer.

It is impossible to determine how much internal force Yixia's weak body can withstand, so she dare not increase the intensity at will. It remains as thin as a fancy silk thread, and a dead horse is a living horse.

Xing Zhen frowned and looked down, and was shocked to find a black line that looked like hair, which was sank into Xing Zhen's body from Yixia's palm string.

As the black line passed, Xing Zhen's arm instantly turned black and even lost consciousness like a piece of dead flesh.

He hurriedly mobilized his internal force to resist, but in vain. It was like a rapidly spreading black line, but he ignored the existence of internal force and even swallowed the internal force into his own.

Xing really dared not be careless, so he restrained his internal energy and replaced it with spiritual energy to continue.

Now he is not a true dual cultivation of divine martial arts. His internal strength and spiritual energy cannot be shared, he can only use one of them alone.

As if it were exactly the same, the spiritual energy was instantly swallowed by the black line. After two internal strength and spiritual energy nourishment, the black line grew from the thickness of the hair to the thickness of the little finger.

Xing Zhen was shocked by this scene and all the dead souls were still unstoppable. All this happened in an instant, and Xing Zhen could not think more.

It was also at this moment that Xing Zhen lost consciousness on his arm and shoulders. It was as dark as coke, which was a hundred times better than his dark skin.

The black line is extremely fast and directly spreads to the heart.

Xing Zhen was crying and thought to himself that it was over, but he lost his life by carelessness.

The "bang bang" heartbeats and "swish" sounds were heard at the same time. Xing Zhen felt that the moment when the black line collided with the heart, the latter burst out with strong force.

The sound of the heart is like thunder, and the whole room can be clearly heard. The terrifying black thread that almost took Xing Zhen's life, seeing the heart is like seeing a mouse that saw a cat.

It came and went quickly, and it retreated along Xing Zhen's arm to Yixia's body.

Xing Zhen instantly realized that it was the function of the heart of the wine. The body had not recovered from numbness, so he ordered: "Puppy, give Yixia a drink of wine from the gourd."

By chance, when I came to this world, I have been saving expenses, and the wine in Xingzhen Gourd has long been empty.

I don’t know what’s wrong today, so I would rather spend a high price to buy a jar of sorghum wine in the shop.

The money was not spent in vain, and it happened to be filled with the current summer. As for the fact that girls don’t like to drink alcohol, they are already unwilling to think about it.

All the changes happened too quickly, and the puppy was in a daze. Hearing the order of Xing, he subconsciously took some action.

The two small claws were not as flexible as human palms, and they were panicked. As a result, the unfortunate thing was Yixia, and he was filled with a mouthful and a nose of wine.

The girl was choked very hard, and she was not tortured by the weirdness of her body, and almost made her choked to death.

Xing Zhen was unsure whether the wine in the gourd worked. He was ready to cut his wrist and bleed, and even cut off a piece of flesh in his heart without hesitation.

The tattered gourd never disappointed Xing Zhen. Not long after drinking, the summer gradually stabilized.

After trembling, the blackness on his face slowly faded away, and his little face returned to a little bloody color.

The disease comes like a mountain and goes like a thread, which is very suitable for the current situation. The small face is one of the few rosy and hard to hide the weak paleness.

Yixia rarely did not get out of her vivaciousness. When she opened her eyes and looked at Xing Zhen, she was weak and smiled miserably: "I almost died just now, right?"

Yixia knew her own situation, and there was no need to hide Xing Zhen, so she nodded and admitted: "Yes."

Now is not the time to hold the blame for the fault that almost killed him. Xing Zhen pretended to be nothing and said calmly: "Are you tired, do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Or I'm thirsty and hungry, I'll find you some food?"
To be continued...