Chapter 6, Brother

In an instant, he was standing beside the bed.

The little girl on the couch was obediently holding his quilt, only half of her face was exposed, the scar on her forehead was bloody and painted with black herbs, she looked ugly and dirty.

The long white and delicate legs were unconsciously resting on the edge of the bed, and the word "reserved" could not be matched from top to bottom.

It took a long time before Feng Yu made a move.

Leaning slightly, her bony fingertips gently brushed across her cheeks, and finally stopped on her slender neck.
A faint demonic energy lingered around his body.

Just tighten it slowly and squeeze hard.

This room will no longer have a strange atmosphere.

"woo"

Suddenly, a cat-like cry suddenly broke the silence of the room.

"elder brother."

"Oh, brother, don't go..."

The little girl clutched the quilt, shrunk into a ball, closed her eyes tightly, crying out of breath, as if she would die in the next second.

The waving little hand unconsciously grasped the other big hand——

As if that was the only life-saving straw.

"Brother woo"

Touch without warning.

Soft and boneless, with warmth.

Strange and familiar images flashed through my mind very quickly.

Feng Yu's whole body was stiff, but as if he had bumped into something dirty, with a sullen face, he shook it away forcefully.

Move your feet away from the bed.

In an instant, it turned into black mist and disappeared.

The window was closed tightly again with a "snap", and the cold wind blew out the candles on the table.

Shen Shushu threw off the quilt suddenly, her heart was beating non-stop.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the window.

She exhaled heavily, and rubbed the back of her hand that was red from the beating: "What kind of fairy luck is this?"

Why in the middle of the night did even the murderous villain come over to join in the fun?

Waking up suddenly, Shen Shushu didn't dare to sleep anymore.

He didn't even dare to light the oil lamp, hugged the quilt, and tried hard to think about the plot in the original book, but it was blank.

However, from the original body's memory, she felt that the big devil of the Demon Cult was a little familiar...

After thinking about it, he fell asleep again without knowing it, and didn't wake up until dawn.

In the early morning, when Aunt Wang came to knock on the door, Shen Shushu was still sitting on the couch in a daze.

After washing her face in a hurry, she let her hair loose, and went to open the door in a daze, without noticing another shadow in the dim light.

"Aunt Wang, why is it so early?"

"Girl, isn't Madam bringing you breakfast?"

Aunt Wang was carrying the food box with a smile on her face, holding the door while she was about to go in.

Just after crossing the threshold, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the gold-rimmed black cloth next to the desk on the right side of the bamboo house. As if he was frightened, he withdrew his hand and put the food box directly into Shen Shushu's arms, "Little girl , the aunt suddenly remembered that there is something urgent at home, and I will leave this breakfast to you."

".what?"

Caught off guard, Shen Shushu was caught off guard, and before Shen Shushu could react, she saw Aunt Wang turn around and leave in a hurry, as if something would happen if she was a step too late.

"……aunt?"

She scratched her hair indiscriminately, unable to figure it out.

Carrying the food box, just about to turn around and go back to the house——

"You're blocking the light."

A deep, cold, emotionless voice suddenly sounded.

The strange and aggressive cold breath from last night floated in his nostrils again in an instant.

Shen Shushu's heart skipped a beat, she touched her neck subconsciously, and when she let go, the food box fell to the ground with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)

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