Chapter 21 The Flower Demon (21)

In an instant, dozens of shadow guards appeared from all directions and went straight to the depths of the jungle.

Dressed in black, with a mask on his face, he quickly hid in the jungle, blending into the dim night, only hearing the sound of brushing past.

Nan Xin was stunned for several seconds before raising her head and looking at the jade ring on Yan Yichi's finger.

Under the hazy bright moonlight, there is a hint of faint green.

It was very close to Yan Yichi's slender, skinny fingers, making his skin even more cold and pale.

This...is a jade whistle?

Nan Xin swallowed silently, her cherry lips parted slightly: "What is this?"

Yan Yichi was staring at the movement in the jungle, and when he heard Nan Xin's question, he lowered his head, his voice was very weak, "Huh?"

Nanxin repeated the question again: "What did you just blow? A whistle?"

Yan Yichi: "Yes."

Nan Xin was stunned for a while, lowered his eyes to hide the turbulent wind, rain, and huge waves, and suppressed the shock in his heart.

Right, this is the jade whistle.

No wonder I searched all over the villa, but couldn't find it.

It didn't look like a whistle at all.

Besides... he still wears it on his hand all the time, which is usually out of reach.

Nan Xin felt a little lucky, fortunately he blew the jade whistle this time, otherwise she would have been kept in the dark for a longer time.

Sensing that the person in his arms was slightly depressed, a gleam of light quickly flashed across the bottom of Yan Yichi's eyes, the speed was so fast that it was hard to catch.

"What's wrong? Scared?" he asked in a low voice.

Nan Xin's body froze for a moment, and the warmth of his fingertips and a slight mosuo came from his neck. For some reason, maybe it was because the night was so cold and the moonlight was so dark, it made people shudder.

Nan Xin nodded slightly, "A little bit."

Yan Yichi replied quietly: "Then go back."

Before Nan Xin could react, Yan Yichi started to walk towards the mountain road, planning to walk back.

Tian Chen was stunned for a moment, and after recovering, he immediately caught up and said, "My lord, please wait here for a while, I'll send someone to come in a carriage."

"No, walking will help you digest food."

Tianchen: "...Yes."

In fact, he really wanted to say, my lord, you don't eat much, what kind of food do you eat?
On the contrary, Anan ate so much, shouldn't it be the one that should be digested?

Walking most of the way back with a well-fed cat in my arms... I am very tired just thinking about it.

Although Anan is quite thin...

Nan Xin was also slightly surprised, and his first reaction was, this young master who had to go out with luxury and standard equipment as the Lord of the Big Dipper was willing to go such a long way? !

"Well, aren't you tired?"

She vaccinated Yan Yichi in advance. After all, it must be very tiring to walk such a long distance, so she might as well wait here for the carriage to come.

Hearing this, Yan Yichi glanced at her indifferently, and asked back casually: "Can you walk back by yourself when I'm tired?"

Nan Xin: "..."

Sorry, no.

She is not stupid, she must have no brains to choose the former when she was carried back and walked back by herself.

As for him... If he is tired, he will be tired.

Anyway, she's not tired.

Not a moment later, the leader of the Shadow Guard who rushed into the jungle came back in front of them, and reported to Yan Yichi with his hands bowed and expressionless:
"My son, one person is left alive, and the rest are all dead."

Hearing this, Yan Yichi was not in any mood, and gave a light hum, "Take him back and torture him."

"Yes!"

The shadow guard leader clasped his fists and retreated, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a faint smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose.

As soon as the wind blows, the smell dissipates, and the fragrance of peach blossoms blooming in the mountains rushes towards you, which is light and sweet.

The road under the feet is fairly flat and not difficult to walk.

In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.Slices of moonlight fell gently, on the top of the mountain, on the tops of the trees, on the shadows of the three of them, and on the flat loess ground, stretching longer and longer until they disappeared.

Nan Xin nestled in Yan Yichi's arms, wagging her tail nonchalantly, caressing Yan Yichi from time to time.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

It's almost halfway, Yan Yichi's breathing is still steady, his chest rises and falls steadily, and he doesn't hear the sound of panting, strolling leisurely like strolling in his own back garden.

Nan Xin praised sincerely: "Your physical strength is really good."

Yan Yichi glanced at her faintly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said nothing.

Nan Xin raised the topic from time to time, but most of them were meaningless words, thanks to Yan Yichi who listened to her and was willing to reply to her.

Didn't you see that Tianchen, who was quite a distance behind them, was sleepy and tired, and yawned several times?

"By the way, do you know who sent those assassins just now?"

Nan Xin suddenly remembered, raised his head and asked Yan Yichi.

Yan Yichi lowered his head slightly, his dark pupils were like pure black glass balls, translucent and clear, and when his long eyelashes trembled slightly, there was a faint light.

Who sent it?
Heh, it's not the one who wants him to die, don't even need to guess.

"Yes." He replied.

Nan Xin nodded, almost having an idea in her heart.

She sighed softly, stretched out a paw and patted his arm comfortingly.

The tone was a bit sympathetic, "Hey, hug you."

Yan Yichi raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyebrows softened a little under the gentle moonlight, his eyelashes flickered, a smile overflowed from his throat, his voice was lazy and seductive, still the kind of unintentional Gu.

"hug?"

Nan Xin opened his mouth, and his brain reacted quickly, and he explained to him solemnly: "Ah... the meaning is almost to comfort you and love you."

All of a sudden, my mouth bald, and I brought my original habit here.

Yan Yichi smiled lightly, barely covering her beautiful pure blue eyes with his hands.

The trembling eyelashes in the palm of the hand felt numb and numb, as if a weak electric current was carried from the fingertips, and it spread all over the body within a short while, and Yan Yichi's Adam's apple rolled up and down silently.

Nan Xin was a little dazed, slapped his hand off, wrinkled his nose, and asked, "Why?"

Yan Yichi hooked the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "It's nothing."

Nan Xin glanced at him suspiciously, seeing that he couldn't see anything, she shrank back.

weird.

Time passed quickly, and Yan Yichi had already walked a long way during the chat between the two.

The brightly lit villa is not far away, waiting for their return.

When he was approaching the door, Nan Xin struggled and jumped out of Yan Yichi's arms, and ran into the courtyard without turning his head before saying hello.

The cat's body is very light, and it runs very fast.

Before Yan Yichi stepped into the courtyard, Nan Xin returned to the peach blossom tree.

The moon hangs in the sky, and the stars look at the mountains, rivers, sky and the earth. A cool breeze blows, and the fragrance of peach blossoms overflows, swaying the beauty of the flowers and the moon.

A patch of pink fell on the ground in the center of the courtyard, and it was really beautiful to spread together.

(End of this chapter)

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