Liu Zhiheng thought, Duan Wujiu doesn't have any weird habits, right? Thinking of how he killed so many people in the book, I suddenly felt that it was not impossible.
Seeing Liu Zhiheng stop and look at him, Duan Wujiu immediately smiled and began to praise Liu Zhiheng.
“Ah Heng’s method of skinning rabbits is really neat and elegant”
"Ah Heng even knows how to kill a chicken, he's really awesome."
"Ah Heng's hands looked even better after they were stained with blood."
"Even being stabbed by Ah Heng must be a pleasure."
Liu Zhiheng was speechless and choked, Duan Wujiu knew how to make rainbow farts.
He is worthy of being the biggest villain in the book, even expressing his emotions is scarier than others.
Liu Zhiheng said helplessly: "Xuelang, there are many ways to be happy. You don't have to be stabbed by me. Let's have some normal people's fun instead, okay?"
Duan Wu Jiu's eyes were filled with admiration and attachment for Liu Zhiheng. He nodded and said softly: "In the future, I will definitely find the reddest agate stone, coral beads and pigeon blood in the world for A Heng to bring."
Liu Zhiheng nodded happily. "This is acceptable!"
At night, Liu Zhiheng and Duan Wujiu ate pot and chicken soup together in the house, using the charcoal fire sent by Xie Tinglan.
Seeing Liu Zhiheng taking the things given by Xie Tinglan for his own use, Duan Wujiu felt good. The murderous intention that arose during the day finally disappeared at this moment.
Sure enough, in Ah Heng's heart, he was more important.
But soon, he wanted to kill someone again because Liu Zhiheng proposed to clean up Liu Yigu's house and let Duan Wujiu live in it.
"Why? Because the man named Xie came during the day. Are you afraid that he will misunderstand?"
"No!" After finally coaxing the person, Liu Zhiheng couldn't let him misunderstand again and quickly explained: "Whether he comes or not, we can't live together."
"Why?"
"The heavy snow has stopped, and more people are coming and going. It's not good to be seen. And my brother will come back in a few days. What's going on if he sees you living in my house? How can I teach you in the future? younger brother?"
Duan Wu Jiu's expression softened slightly, and he thought for a moment and asked, "Then I will stay in dad's house during the day, and I will sneak into your house to sleep at night, and then go back before dawn, is that okay?"
What daddy? I have never seen Liu Yigu before, so why did Duan Wujiu call his father here?
"Can't."
Liu Zhiheng refused without hesitation, which made Duan Wujiu think, what is the difference between taking off his pants and farting?
Duan Wu Jiu showed a pitiful expression again, "Why, we used to sleep together."
"That's different."
"What's the difference?"
"I used to have a clear conscience, but now I have a guilty conscience."
Duan Wu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he quickly realized what he was doing. He nodded slightly, looked down at his hands on the table, and couldn't help but feel happy again.
Ah Heng means, does she like him?
"Then I'll listen to Ah Heng."
Liu Zhiheng's face also turned red, feeling embarrassed, and then he saw a hand grabbing her sleeve.
"Can I stay in the main house tomorrow? Today is the last day..."
Liu Zhiheng choked, but in the end he was reluctant to refuse. He lowered his head and muttered: "Then let's take the last day..."
In the end, the two of them slept on the same hot bed. Although they were far apart, they were happy just to be in the same space...
Perhaps thinking that they would not sleep together tomorrow, the two talked all night, but most of the time Liu Zhiheng was talking and Duan Wujiu was listening.
It wasn't until Liu Zhiheng was tired from talking and fell asleep that Duan Wujiu leaned over and kissed her hair.
After Liu Zhiheng was completely asleep, Duan Wujiu got up quietly.
He opened the box where Liu Zhiheng kept his belongings. The box contained his clothes, jade pendant, crown and belt.
Duan Wujiu took out the belt and tried it. He pulled it lightly and heard a whooshing sound. A white light flashed and a soft sword was pulled out from the belt.
Duan Wujiu smiled. When he saw Liu Zhiheng taking out his belongings that day, he noticed that the belt seemed to have some mystery. His guess was indeed correct.
Duan Wu Jiu picked up the soft sword, turned over and walked out of the courtyard, followed the unpleasant smell of rust that he smelled during the day, and found Xie Tinglan's home.
He still felt that he could really feel relieved only if this person died.
Duan Wu Jiu quietly entered Xie Tinglan's house. He looked at Xie Tinglan sleeping and wondered whether it would be better to seal his throat with a sword or strangle him to death slowly.
After thinking for a moment, Duan Wu Jiu decided to give him pain.
With a "crack" sound, the soft sword trembled in the moonlight, as if he was excited about the blood he was about to see.
However, just when Duan Wu Jiu raised his hand to attack, an invisible force seemed to control him, seeming to prevent him from taking action.
Duan Wu Jiu turned out of the window again, suppressing the anger in his body that was about to explode, and left in a hurry.
When he returned to the Liu family's courtyard again, Duan Wujiu could hardly control the rage in his body. It wasn't until he turned over and entered the house and smelled Liu Zhiheng's scent that he felt a little calmer.
Liu Zhiheng was also awakened by Duan Wujiu's movements. She sat up in a daze, but she clearly felt a cold chill all over Duan Wujiu's body.
"Xue Lang, where have you been?"
With a pop, Duan Wujiu spat out a mouthful of blood. Liu Zhiheng was so frightened that he quickly found a handkerchief to wipe the blood.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood!"
Duan Wujiu held his chest, holding back the surge of blood and energy, his eyes filled with scarlet red.
"There's something wrong with him."
"Who's wrong?" Liu Zhiheng was confused.
Something was wrong with Xie Tinglan, but Duan Wujiu didn't say anything to A Heng, but murderous intent was evident in his eyes.
Just now he wanted to kill Xie Tinglan, but just as he was about to take action, he felt an unknown force stopping him, and his internal energy began to become chaotic and stagnant. He was almost about to explode and die due to the internal force riot.
If he hadn't returned to Ah Heng in time, he might have died.
When Duan Wu Jiu thought of this, he felt even more disgusted with Xie Tinglan. However, his breath had not completely calmed down yet because of his anger, he vomited out another mouthful of blood.
"What's wrong with you?" Liu Zhiheng wiped the blood on the corner of Duan Wu Jiu's mouth distressedly.
"I'm fine. I'll be fine after practicing for a while. As long as Ah Heng is by my side, I'll be fine."
Duan Wujiu looked at Liu Zhiheng, and then thought of the weird Xie Tinglan, and suddenly an uncontrollable fear arose in his heart.
He reached out and grabbed Liu Zhiheng's hand that was wiping his blood.
"Ah Heng, don't let others snatch you away, okay?"
"What are you talking about?" Liu Zhiheng was a little confused, "Did something happen?"
"I'm afraid someone will take Ah Heng away."
"Who can take me away? What are you thinking? No one can force me to do something I don't want to do." Liu Zhiheng said firmly.
The light in Duan Wujiu's eyes suddenly became hot, and he smiled brightly. The depression in his heart seemed to be lifted away, and the violent blood energy calmed down in an instant.
Yes, his Ah Heng is no ordinary woman. How could anyone take her away from her?
People like Xie Tinglan can't take A Heng away from him. His superior look is really annoying. How can he know how to please A Heng?
