Chapter 327 Matter

Not as lucky as Yue Hongling when she fell into the Xuanwu Secret Realm, and was able to fall on the soft jelly bed.

But at least it's not too bad, the bottom is not magma... it is another independent space after all, not a volcano.

Below is the soil, charred and burned, but not lumpy and fluffy.

The two of them fell into the soil and got up in disgrace, looking a little surprised.

Although this is also a space without sun or moon, it is not dark because there is fire. A half-person-high flame burned quietly not far ahead. It has passed through an entire era and countless hours, and will remain eternal.

Zhao Changhe felt that the Newtons' coffin boards could no longer hold them down.

I know that this is essentially a fantasy world, but I didn't think it was so mysterious before. It's too exaggerated. What is your fuel, and how do you maintain the air?

But at this moment, he didn't have the intention to think too much, nor did he have the energy to get closer and take a look.

He was injured to the point where he could no longer move half of his body. He was sweating profusely from the pain and is bleeding to this day. Not only did it hurt, but the dizziness caused by blood loss began to hit him. Zhao Changhe reluctantly tried to get up, but fell back into the soil with a groan.

Forget the injury, I don’t know if Huangfu’s sanity has recovered, but if he is still so fierce, he will really die...

Before she fell, she knew the aura that sealed the space barrier with a snap of her fingers. She must have regained her sanity?

Just as he was thinking this, he felt someone lifting him up and leaning against Xiangxiang's soft shoulder.

Looking up, under the firelight, Huangfu Qing's expression was peaceful, his eyebrows were gentle, and there was no longer the monster and cruelty in his eyes that were shaped like flames before.

Holding the bloody Zhao Changhe in her arms, she did not hesitate at all and allowed the blood to dye her beautiful mink fur red, as if she had restored her original red sacrificial robe...

Use blood as a sacrifice to dye my clothes red.

She took out a pill and stuffed it into Zhao Changhe's mouth, then gently tore open the clothes on Zhao Changhe's shoulders, and then hesitated: "Is there any clean bandage?"

Zhao Changhe secretly said that back then, even the central government was willing to use a bellyband...

Forget it, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death for mentioning this. At this moment, the gentle Winged Fire Snake sister, please don't say anything dark.

Anyway, before entering the mountain, I threw all the luggage and packages left at Yang Qianyuan Station into the ring. However, the supplies were much more complete than when Yue Hongling and I were surviving on the desert island. Zhao Changhe reluctantly used his last bit of strength to suck out the medicinal package from the ring. The wound was so painful that he almost fainted.

Huangfuqing lowered his head, applied wound medicine on him, and carefully wrapped a bandage.

Zhao Changhe raised his eyes to look at her.

It can be seen that she has never taken care of anyone. She is just as clumsy as Yangyang. Her hands are used to kill people.

However, such a violent murderer turned into a big sister in an instant, and the fierceness in his eyebrows turned into a gentle look, which made people feel itchy and wanted to hug her.

So he really put his arms around her waist.

Huangfu Qing's waist stiffened, and the bandaged hand tightened subconsciously, causing Zhao Changhe to groan in pain.

Huangfu Qing said angrily: "Don't push yourself too far, or I will strangle you to death!"

Having said that, she didn't try hard to pull away, fearing that any more force would cause Zhao Changhe more pain.

So Zhao Changhe hugged her and didn't let go.

Huangfuqing pursed her lips, ignored him, continued to wrap the bandage, and whispered: "If I really kill you, will you regret it?"

Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "It depends on whether there is an underworld in the world, and whether I can become a ghost and regret it."

"Don't be poor, you know what I'm asking."

"Someone asked me before, are you not afraid of death when faced with vultures hunting for their teeth? I answered her, I have never thought about it. Once I have thought about it, no one will do it." Zhao Changhe whispered: "I have never thought about myself. What will happen... I just think, if I hide in and seal the space barrier, I will be safe, but you may fall into madness and never recover, or you may run into Ye Wuxing or even Yuxu Zhenren and die in Kunlun. ...I can't let you be outside alone in that state..."

Huangfu Qingqing wanted to say that even if I bumped into Ye Wuxing, I would beat him, and why would he die in Kunlun... But the words were on his lips before he came out.

Whether he can beat Ye Wuxing is meaningless. It is difficult to avoid various traps and hidden arrows in a crazy state, and the possibility of dying at the hands of Xiao Xiao is very high.

The significance lies in his heart.

He was worried about her and didn't even care that he was going to be killed.

"Between you and me..." Huangfu Qing held it in for a while, and finally said: "There is no such friendship between you and me. You wouldn't think that I flirted with you or touched your waist on horseback. I am a witch from a demon sect. Do you understand? How can you survive to this day if you are so virtuous when you are flirted with by a witch?”

Zhao Changhe smiled: "You still want to hide it from me. Lord Xuanwu interrogated you, and you admitted that you like me."

Huangfuqing's eyes widened.

In the desert and rocky mountains, Sanniang found a ball of jelly that had not been dug up in the secret realm of Xuanwu. She wrapped it in it and slept soundly, smiling even in her dreams.

Hee hee, how dare you be so fierce to me!

"So how could I just sit back and watch something happen to a woman who likes me?" Zhao Changhe's arm around her waist tightened, and it looked like he almost wanted to kiss her.

"Pa!" Huangfu Qing covered his big mouth with a palm and said angrily: "Siwu... Your Majesty is talking nonsense, how could she have asked me such a topic!"

"Yes, yes." How could Zhao Changhe believe such arrogant words? If you don't like me, then what's everyone's posture now? Hug me on your shoulder, I still hold your waist, but you don’t hold back.

Obviously Sanniang is trustworthy.

Thank you, Sanniang.

So instead of retreating, he pouted and kissed her palm.

Huangfu Qing was furious and was about to explode when suddenly he felt dizzy and lost strength in his hands, as if he was trying to resist but was pushing him gently.

After getting out of the violent state, even if he does not collapse completely like Zhao Changhe, there will inevitably be a short period of weakness, and he will lose strength for a while.

From Zhao Changhe's point of view, isn't it obvious that he can't care about face, but he wants to refuse but still welcomes him?

This is even more exciting, my sister is really good at it.

Although Zhao Changhe was injured, it was a traumatic injury, but he was not that weak. When he saw the enchantress, he even wanted to refuse her but returned the greeting. How could he be polite? He tightened his arms, stretched his neck, and kissed Huangfu Qing on the face.

He...he really dares to look down on me? !

Huangfuqing's mind was empty. She wanted to fight but was unable to do so, wanted to scold but was speechless. His whisper came to her ears: "I like you too...Thank you, Lord Suzaku, for sending you to me."

Who am I, who am I?

Yes, in his mind this is the Winged Fire Snake, not the Suzaku...

Huangfuqing was confused for a moment, still trying to figure out the logic, and there was a warmth on her lips.

As expected, she didn't dodge and push away when she saw the kiss on his face. The man who was pushing forward decisively moved his kiss from his face to his lips.

It was as if an electric current exploded, blasting into his mind and spreading throughout his body. Huangfu Qing completely lost his mind and his mind went blank.

Was I kissed by a man?

I, Suzaku, was kissed by a man who was only eight or nine years younger than me at the eighth level of the entrance hall... How could I gain a foothold in the world, how could I lead the sect, and how could I still see myself after the news spread...

Want to kill him?

But he doesn't know.

In his heart, this is a winged fire snake who likes him...

But do I like him?

How could I? I was just teasing him...

How did it become like this...

I don't know how much time passed, until the man tried to knock on the door again, Huangfu Qing finally got excited, and as if he had regained some strength, he pushed him away: "That's enough!"

The two of them panted slightly, and Huangfu Qing pushed his chest hard. He wanted to say something but really didn't know where to start, and his heart was in a mess. In the end, he could only say this: "You are seriously injured and weak, covered in blood, and you only think about this kind of thing!"

Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes: "The person who loves is Huangfu's love; the person who does things is engaged in things. Of course I want to do things..."

Huangfu Qing was so angry that she laughed: "You learned how to play with words from Tang Wanzhuang, right?"

"No, no, just a moment of inspiration."

"You want to have sex with Huangfu Qing?" Huangfu Qing found a good reason to refuse: "Although I am not a saint, I am also a high-level member of the sect. Even if I can find a man, I have no reason to be friendly with outsiders. Why should I teach myself to the Four Symbols? Man, if you have the ability, you can go to the Venerable and join the religion.”

Zhao Changhe blinked again, stretched out his hand to touch the ring, and pulled out a pig face mask again.

It is not the cute pig mask of the two of them. This pig has a fiery red face, ferocious tusks, strange fire patterns, and a formidable aura. It looks quite evil. The material of the mask is quite special, and it seems to have some protective effects and strength.

Huangfu Qing's heart skipped a beat, how could he have this?

Zhao Changhe shook his mask with a smile: "My Huo Zhu is a member of Sister Winged Fire Snake, right?"

Huangfuqing stared at the pig face in stunned silence, and only one sentence echoed in her heart: "Yuan Sanniang, I'm not done with you!"

The next moment, the dead pig head kissed him again. Huangfuqing watched helplessly as he came closer, not knowing how to refuse at all.

The two lips met again, this time it was not a sneak attack.

The eternal flame burned lightly a few feet away, as warm as a bonfire.

Witnessing the sacred bird Zhuque in front falling into the scorched earth and falling into the mortal world.