Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

At night, the temperature in the cave dropped repeatedly, and the hay pile piled up in the center of the cave by King Xiao was about to burn out, leaving only a dot of Mars jumping in the pitch-black ashes, emitting dark red light.

Ye Shuwen, lying by the campfire, moved his arms and slowly opened his eyes.

“Hmm...” Ye Shuwen raised his tired and weak hands and rubbed his forehead. This motion led to the wound on his shoulder, causing a pain. Ye Shuwen only discovered that the cave smelled of blood, and his white coat seemed to be soaked in black blood, seized by a large amount of dry blood, which looked astonishing.

The scene before the complete coma flashed through Ye Shuwen's mind and was finally set in a warm embrace and soft touch on his shoulders.

Yes, when Jun Xiaowei sucked out the poisonous blood in Ye Xiuwen, Ye Xiuwen was not completely insane, half unconscious, half awake, everything Jun Xiaowei did slowly engraved into his memory. Although he could not tell what Jun Xiaoyuan had done at the time, but saw that it looked serious, but there were actually no major injuries, how could he not guess what the other party had done during his semi-conscious period?

Ye Shuwen glanced at “Yao Yao" lying on the side, and did not expect him to do this for himself.

Soon he discovered that the situation of “Yao Qiao” seemed a little strange. The thin “teenager” frown curled tightly on the other side of the campfire, with a slight dark red blood on the corner of his mouth, and the whole group of helpless people clumped together, closing their eyes and shivering there at Cersei.

“Yao Xiao!” Ye Shuwen hurriedly sat up, his weakness still made him a little hard, but he couldn't care less, and rushed to “Yao Xiao” 's side, patting each other's shoulders gently, and lowered his voice, "Xiao Xiao? ”

Jun Xiaowei sucked the poison blood for Ye Shuwen. Despite most of it spitting out, a small part of it was inevitably swallowed up. Python's toxin is equivalent to being diluted a lot in this case. It's actually no big deal, but it still hurts for half a day. Now is the time of the toxin attack, coupled with the low temperatures in the cave, the body of Jun Xiao stranger is naturally a little overwhelmed.

Besides, she still has a fever.

“Squeak!” The mouse found Ye Shuwen awake and quickly ran to the haystack on the side of the cave, where he jumped and squeaked and called several times.

Ye Shuwen understood what it meant to come to the small group. He walked over to the haystack and hugged a large group of haystacks back. He piled them on the ashes of the haystack, which had already burned out, and lit a bonfire again.

The flame of the bear burned and instantly illuminated the entire cave. Jun Xiaowei felt warm in his half sleep and woke up. He had to go over to the campfire.

But she was so close that her hair touched Mars. Ye Shuwen hurried over and took Jun Xiaowen away from the fire. Far from the warm pile of fire, Jun Xiao's eyebrows frowned more tightly and struggled with anxiety.

“If you put up with it again, it won't be cold soon.” Ye Shuwen caressed Junxiao's consolation. Then quickly took out a thick quilt from the storage ring and wrapped it firmly around Junxiao, revealing only a brilliant little head.

Jun Xiaowen had also covered Ye Shuwen with a quilt before, but that quilt was soaked with blood from Ye Shuwen's body. If it was covered on Jun Xiaowen's body, it would definitely be cold, so Ye Shuwen took out a new quilt to cover Jun Xiaowen.

“Cold...” Jun Xiao muttered sadly. Ye Shuwen couldn't help but hold her tighter, hoping to warm her up in this way.

“Squeak...” The small group glanced blindly at Jun Xiaowei and glanced down at his little paw, finally turning around and no longer looking this way.

Jun Xiaoyu's teeth still trembled in a small way, but it was much better than just now. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, even in her sleep and coma.

In fact, she was dreaming, having a bloody nightmare, and the nightmare of her previous life erupted once more in her subconscious when she was fragile, leaving her inescapably trapped in this chain of memories.

“Master... brother... I'm sorry...” Jun Xiao moaned painfully, tears seeping through his eyes.

This dot of water was not obvious in the darkness, Ye Shuwen did not see the tears of “Yao Yao", but heard the whispering of "he”.

Didn't “Yao Xiao" say that he was just scattered and didn't enter the door pie? Why is there a “brother”?

Ye Xiuwen's doubts in his heart were just flash away and not deeply researched.

But then again, Jun Xiao stranger unconsciously made a low cry, like with a slight sob, with a small nostril: “Brother Ye... contrast...”

Ye Shuwen's body suddenly stifled and looked down slightly at “Yao Yao”.

At this time, Yao Xiao's head was still buried in his arms, revealing only a small back head. “Juvenile” inky hair sprinkled open, looking as soft as black satin.

Ye Shuwen didn't realize until now that “Yao Xiao" not only behaved very much like his little sister, but even his figure was like a 10%.

If “Yao Xiuwen” stood with her little sister and combed the same hair against herself, Ye Shuwen was not sure he could distinguish them.

Ye Shuwen's heart beat rapidly twice and slowly calmed down again.

Is that possible? Ye Shuwen laughed at himself and thought he must be a demon - how could he think “Yao Yao” was Jun Xiao Yao? You know, the little teacher and sister have only practiced Qi dynasty fire technique before, how have they ever come into contact with any kind of art, puppets, puppets, etc.? Not to mention using them flexibly against Corsin.

Ye Shuwen's eyes darkened, holding “Yao Yao" in his arms, while his eyes looked over the cave... there was a cave entrance directly outside, narrow and dark, the stars outside could not penetrate, and the situation inside could not be sent out.

Ye Shuwen's eyes became far-reaching and long. At this moment, no one can see what this first disciple of Rintian Peak was thinking.

On the other hand, because Jun Xiaowei and Ye Shuwen had not returned to the camp for several hours, the disciples of Xuyang Zong had to split up to find their whereabouts - "Yao Xiaowei” died and they would not care much, but Ye Shuwen, after all, was the first disciple of the master of Xuyang Zonglin Tianfeng, and lost him, but it was a big deal.

At least, to see people die and see corpses, these people have to give Rin Tian Feng a statement.

However, after half a day of searching, not to mention the shadow, not even the corner of the clothes was searched, only a giant boar was seen lying there, and the marks on his body looked very much like the wind blade left by Ye Shuwen.

“Strange, why did Brother Ye kill this boar and not take it away? Where is he and Yao Wei?” One of the disciples said confused.

“Who knows, I think Brother Ye is always a ghost.” Another disciple said in a slight dissatisfaction. He felt that Ye Shuwen always disagreed with most of them, just as when it came to “Yao Yao", it was obvious that they were the same people, and Ye Shuwen had to turn his elbow out and mix with the unknown “Yao Yao”.

Has Brother Ye forgotten how humiliating that “Yao Jiao” has been to Xuyang Zong?! It can be seen that Sect raised a white-eyed wolf.

Ke Xinwen looked at the scene and left behind. He could not tell whether it was Ye Shuwen or the blood of other animals. His eyes flashed and his lips were not easily ticked.

Even if he could have been reprimanded by Qin Lingyu for mistakenly killing Yao? He was happy to kill the two people he hated the most.

Even if Qin Lingyu would punish himself for it, he admitted it! Ko Xinwen thought proudly, however, thinking of Qin Lingyu's control over himself, his heart rose again.

Oh, when he comes up with a way out of Qin Lingyu's control, he must make the other party look good!

Qin Lingyu also followed the crowd, searching silently for Ye Shuwen and “Yao Xiao”. To be honest, he didn't really mind “Yao Yao” being killed, anyway, all he wanted to take was what was inside the "Yao Yao” storage ring. But the premise is to find Yao Qiao's whereabouts. If Yao Qiao was eaten clean by a spiritual beast, where else would he go to find that little ring?

Therefore, for whatever reason, he would take the disciples of Xuyang Zong and search the woods for a few laps.

“Brother Qin, it's getting late. Should we keep searching?” One of Asahi's disciples panted.

They searched the woods for half a day looking for Ye Shuwen and “Yao Yao". I had been in a hurry for days. I stopped today to fix it, but I didn't expect to be mixed up by Ye Shuwen's disappearance.

Several of the disciples in this group did not look well and were angry at Ye Shuwen and “Yao Yao".

“Forget it, let's go back.” Qin Lingyu commanded, "We wait another day tomorrow, we really can't wait for anyone to leave. ”

- Though I would very much like to get the storage ring in the hands of "Yao Xiao”, the mission of Sect is even more important, and if it is delayed too long, it is likely that the mission of Sect will be difficult to complete, which is obviously irreparable.

Besides, wait one more day, if Ye Shuwen and “Yao Jiao” still haven't come back, they may actually be buried in the belly of the beast.

The others sighed relieved and followed Qin Lingyu and Ke Xinwen back to the camp along the same path.

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A quiet night passed quietly, and the dawn of the sky lit the earth and penetrated into this dense forest.

Ye Shuwen and Jun Xiaowei remained in the cave. Although they could not see the sun shining on the earth, they could be roughly counted as the time of appearance.

Jun Xiaoyu finally survived a cold alternating night, and his body gradually warmed up. Ye Shuwen wrapped her too tightly. After her body stopped getting cold, Jun Xiao, confused and feeling a little bored, drew two elongated arms from the quilt, one wrapped around Ye Shuwen's fine and firm waist and rubbed it in his arms.

Ye Xiuwen: “…”

Somehow, after a thought of "Yao Wei is most likely Jun Xiaowei”, he felt embarrassed to be close to “Yao Wei”. Even if he repeatedly warned himself that “Yao Xiaowen” could not be Jun Xiaowei, the similarity between the two men in the details would still defeat Ye Shuwen's just completed psychological construction once and for all.

Just like now, the "teenager” plush back of his head is facing himself, his cheeks buried in his arms, like an attached beast.

In this situation of invisibility, Ye Shuwen always creates the “illusion” that the person in his arms at this time is not someone else, but just happens to be a stranger to King.

Ye Shuwen closed his eyes and again removed this impractical “illusion” from his mind.

But sometimes, once the suspicious clip is opened, it will be difficult to put away. Sooner or later, Ye Shuwen will find more similarities with Jun Xiaowei on “Yao".

“Hmm...” Jun Xiaoyu whispered in Ye Shuwen's arms and moved. Ye Shuwen lowered his head and looked at Jun Xiaowei. At this time, Jun Xiaowei's eyelashes also moved.

Slowly, Jun Xiao opened his eyes.

Jun Xiao looked at the bloodstained white coat in front of him, then followed the white coat and looked up at the past, first at the chest, then at the neck, and finally at a pair of deep eyes.

So... what's the situation now? When Jun Xiaoyu first woke up, his retarded mind was a spiritual spirit, and he stuck his shell again.