Quick Transmigration: After Villain Reaches Full Level Chapter 259: The killer’s self-cultivation (35)

"Does it hurt that much?" Zhilai Villa invited the best doctor to look at it. He used the best medicine and said that it would get better soon. He lay there for a few days, and the wound was almost healed.

"It hurts."

Lian Huai insisted that it hurt.

Hua Wu sighed, "I'll help you take a look."

Hua Wu wanted to get up, but Lian Huai hugged her and didn't let go.

Flower Mist is speechless: "Let go."

"I don't."

"If you don't let go, how can I help you heal?"

Lian Huai's voice was even lower, "...you kiss me, and I won't be in pain."

“…”

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Huawu didn't lie in bed at first, but Lian Huai had been having a fever for the first two days and had to stay at night.

Xie Lan left ruthlessly with an expression of "don't want to do this kind of thing for the teacher".

In the end, this matter naturally fell on Huawu.

Hua Wu was uncomfortable sleeping on her stomach, thinking that she was suffering for Lian Huai, but Lian Huai was lying on the comfortable big bed alone.

In order to sleep more comfortably, she took half of the position of course.

At this time, Huawu didn't feel embarrassed even when Huai woke up.

She didn't refuse Lian Huai's request.

In the dimly lit room, their jet-black hair was entangled.

Lian Huai's clothes have been changed. He only wears loose underwear, which is tied casually. When he moves, a large piece of skin is exposed on his chest.

His subtle movements involved the wound, and the dense pain spread throughout his body.

The suffocation and pain are intertwined, making him feel light and airy, as if the whole person fell into the warm sea water and floated in the water.

He wants to get out of the water and stay in the water...

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Lian Huai and the others' intense pain eased away, and their breathing gradually calmed down.

Hua Wu brought water and said, "Drink a little."

"Oh..."

Lian Huai leaned against the head of the bed, drinking from a cup.

The warm water soaked the red lips, down the throat, and fell into the stomach.

The boy's appearance at this time seems to be well-behaved even in his hair.

His clothes were still messy, and his exposed skin seemed to be stained with a faint crimson color.

The drooping eyelashes cover up the ** that has not completely faded from the bottom of the eyes. The whole person looks good and lustful, very attractive.

Flower Mist stared at him unabashedly.

Lian Huai was embarrassed: "What are you... looking at?"

Hua Wu laughed: "You look good."

Lian Huai let out an 'oh', the room was silent for a while, and he asked again, "Do you like it?"

Lian Huai didn't wait for Huawu's answer.

He glanced at her carefully, and found that Hua Wu's face had no expression at this time, so he just looked at him like that.

“…”

Lian Huai clenched the cup tightly, his heart tightened.

Lian Huai seemed to have noticed something. He put down the cup in a panic, leaned over and kissed Hua Wu's lips like a dragonfly, trying to clear the topic just now, "Can you sleep with me again? a while?"

"You go to bed first."

Hua Wu got up, and before she turned around, her sleeves sank.

The boy grabbed her cuff, his fingertips turned white because of the force, "Just now, when I didn't say it...don't go, stay with me...please."

A weak and pretty beauty, asking for help in a low voice.

Flower Mist can't refuse.

The candle in the room went out again, Lian Huai was almost wrapped around her in the dark, Hua Wu had a feeling of suffocation, "Don't hold it so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

Lian Huai: "Forget what I said just now, okay?"

"Lian Huai, don't..."

"Good or bad."

They just...have such an ambiguous relationship.

“…”

Flower Mist sighed.

Flower mist brushed his fingers from the side of his neck and touched his earlobe, "As long as you don't ask me to love you, I can promise you."

In the darkness, Hua Wu could feel Lian Huai's breath.

Very light...

Like a feather.

But for a while, she felt that Lian Huai's breathing had stopped, and she could barely feel it.

Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, she heard Lian Huai's voice: "Then can you like me?"

"...Yes."

"Can you only like me?"

Hua Wu thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Lian Huai's tense body was obviously loosened, and he said obediently, "Then I don't ask for anything else."

Flower fog: "..."

You are such a good time.

I think I'm going too far...

But thinking about what's in the company's employee handbook, she decides to throw this excessive reflection into the corner.

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Lian Huai has been raised for half a month. After waking up, he has to drink medicine every day. He smells of medicine all over his body.

But Lian Huai is very capable. He dragged his sick body in the middle of the night and climbed through the window into the Huawu room.

Hua Wu had no choice but to let him go in the end.

They are still in Zhilai Villa.

Du Ling's body has been brought back and handed over to Zhilai Villa for disposal.

As soon as Du Ling died, the forces he left behind were still a little troublesome, but the heroes of the rivers and lakes formed an alliance and quickly suppressed them.

They thought it was going to be a long fight.

Who knows that the whole thing is over before the conference on their side is over, and the action plan has not been presented.

And the hero of this incident, during the half month of recuperation, people came to see him from time to time.

"I didn't expect that Du Ling and Mrs. Zhang were still in collusion. If it weren't for the death of the young master, it would be another tragedy."

"Then the death of the owner of the monthly building..."

Everyone discussed in a low voice. There is no evidence for this incident, and no one dares to say that it must have been done jointly by Mrs. Zhang and Du Ling.

"Speaking of which... Since that day, I haven't seen anyone from Yueyuelou."

"It's like... it's not running away, right?"

"Can you run the temple, run the monk?"

The Zhang family and the others, who were being talked about by everyone at this time, were locked in the basement of Zhilai Villa.

Lian Xiang is unkempt and can only snuggle up to Mrs. Zhang at this time, her eyes are red and swollen, aggrieved and scared: "Mother, what are they trying to do to us?"

Zhang: "..."

How does she know.

The people from Zhilai Villa kept them here, and no one showed up and said anything.

There's no time here, and they don't even know how long it's been.

I don't know what happened that day.

"Second owner."

"The second village owner..."

When Mr. Zhang heard the voice of the guard outside, he immediately adjusted his face, tried his best to maintain a dignified appearance, stood up and walked to the door.

The owner of the second village has his hands behind his back, and he is coming here with two people.

Mr. Zhang stared at the people outside the door, "Second Zhuangzhu, why did you keep our people from the Yueyuelou building here! For so long, you didn't even have an answer? It's because you bullied us at the Yueyuelou building. ?"

The second village owner: "Du Ling is dead."

Zhang's pupils shrank.

Dead...

"It's good that he's dead! Don't everyone expect him to die?" Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth and said, "What do you know about coming to the villa to lock us up here?"

The second owner: "What did Mrs. Zhang do, do you need me to remind me?"

"Brother Shen!"

"Yeah!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But whoever it is.

Everyone has no superfluous expressions on their faces, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression of Demons, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

A lot of blood was on everyone's hands in the Suppression Division.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When she first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but she got used to it over time.

The Supremacy is huge.

The people who can stay in the Town Magic Division are all powerful masters ~IndoMTL.com~ or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

The Suppressing Demon Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian and the other is the exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer,

Then he was promoted step by step, and eventually he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of its predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Division.

The door to the attic is open at this time, and people occasionally come in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but they quickly relaxed.

The **** smell on everyone's body is almost impossible to clean.