Chapter 8 The Eighth Trigrams

"His eyes turned red again! Hurry... lock him in that house-"

"He has a dead aura in his eyes. Now that the dead aura is leaking, he will kill people... He really can kill people! He is not a member of the Lu family at all! He is a ghost crawling out of hell!"

The clamor of panic, the chaotic footsteps, and the sound of the door lock opening and closing, the noise, one after another, endless.

Lu Yao felt that his whole body was very uncomfortable, cold and painful, and every bone and every inch of muscle was as if it was being finely cut by an ice blade. It seemed that someone was pushing him from behind. He followed the force and took a step subconsciously, but he didn't expect that he would pounce on the ground.

The sound of metal collision.

There are chains on the ankles.

Lu Yao suddenly didn't want to move anymore. There were still many people around him talking with sharp voices, but he didn't want to pay attention at all. Let them say that I should have died long ago anyway. No matter whether I should have died when I was born or said I was a ghost, it doesn't matter...

A voice appeared in his heart, bewitching him, "Look, they said you are a ghost, they said you deserve to die, they just wanted to use you to make you survive! Kill them, they are too noisy, and if they die, they will not hurt you!"

After a while of silence, Lu Yao slowly opened his eyes - I still have something to do, I can't die yet.

The incandescent lamp hanging on the ceiling made a faint sound of electric current, and moths were spinning around the light. Xuan Ge knelt on the edge of the sofa, his legs were a little numb. He stared at him well for a long time before he saw Lu Yao open his eyes again.

The left eye is still red pupils.

Logically speaking, he should think it's scary, but what's strange is that he actually thinks the color is beautiful and beautiful, and there is no surprise at all.

His fingers moved lightly, but Xuan Ge did not dare to touch the other party rashly, but just made a light voice, paying attention to Lu Yao's expression, "I thought you fainted again, just wake up, now--"

Xuan Ge's voice was suddenly cut off at the throat. Lu Yao's strange pupils stared at his eyes, and a cold bone-soaked hand had grabbed his neck at the speed of lightning!

Lu Yao!

From instinct, the moment Lu Yao attacked, Xuan Ge suddenly supported his body with his left hand and held Lu Yao's wrist tightly with his right hand, with great force. However, he was not only unable to stop him, but he could not shake it even when he wanted to force Lu Yao to let go of his hand!

His throat slid hard, and it took him a long time to make a hoarse voice, "Lu——Yao——”

The fingers on his neck tightened tighter and tighter. The air seemed to be blocked, making it more and more difficult to breathe. Xuan Ge's left hand clasped on the ground with five fingers, and the blue veins swelled up, and his right hand exerted force at the same time, trying to reverse the situation at this time.

Perhaps because he noticed that the caught prey was resisting, Lu Yao tilted his head slightly, and the hair on his temples shook with his movements. Then, he felt a strong force attacking, and Xuan Ge was directly pressed to the ground, his spine hit the floor, and his whole back felt dull pain.

It hurts so much that my back is about to break!

Xuan Ge's breathing was tight and it took several seconds to recover. As soon as his eyes focused, he saw Lu Yao sitting on his body, his pupils spread, and his eyes showed an inorganic coldness. He obviously had no idea of ​​consciousness, and the hand that tightened his neck was not at all about relaxing.

Due to the continuous lack of oxygen, Xuan Ge's temple was tense and it would explode if it poked. The eyes began to turn black. He struggled again, but found that Lu Yao's strength was even more amazing at this time, making him unable to move at all. But strangely, the other party's hand did not tighten again, giving him a chance.

Xuan Ge's voice was completely hoarse. Every time the vibration of the vocal cords and trachea was so painful that he wanted to vomit. He intermittently issued not-complex syllables, "Xuan-Ge, I... Xuan Ge!"

After the last bit of words fell, just as Xuan Ge thought it was useless, he suddenly found that the hand that was confining his neck had been loosened for a moment!

That's when!

The left hand suddenly exerted force, and Xuan Ge grabbed Lu Yao's wrist with his right hand, and swung it hard. In the blink of an eye, Xuan Ge jumped up and turned around and pressed Lu Yao to the ground, and the pattern changed instantly.

Just as Xuan Ge was about to take a breath, Lu Yao moved again. He bent his long legs and his knees were heavily pressed towards Xuan Ge's abdomen. His wrists were turned and pinched Xuan Ge's wrists with an extremely terrifying curvature and swirled them hard. If Xuan Ge hadn't used the reaction force in advance, his hands would have been dislocated.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and when the force was fighting, they heard a "bang" and hit the foot of the bed. Lu Yao's waist even bumped into the waist without any buffering and blocking, but he seemed to have no pain, and he did not frown at all. He took advantage of the opportunity when Xuan Ge relaxed and held the person firmly again.

There was dust accumulated under the bed, which made Xuan Ge's face covered. He coughed twice, and his throat was sore that he wanted to retching. But for no reason, even if he was completely suppressed, he was not afraid at all.

Xiao stared at Lu Yao's expression carefully, and Xuan Ge suddenly relaxed his whole body, showing a state of unpreparedness. Then he smiled a little, his voice hoarse, "Lu Yao, look, I can no longer pose any threat to you now."

When he found that Lu Yao's gaze moved inch by inch and landed on his lips, Xuan Ge slowed down his speech and repeated it four times in a row. Only then did he realize that the force of suppressing his hands was loosened a little.

Xuan Ge still didn't dare to let go of the breath in his heart. He relaxed completely and continued to stare at Lu Yao's eyes intently, "I am Xuan Ge. On the morning of the first time I met, I made a plate of fried rice for you. It can be seen that you like it very much-"

He endured the pain in his throat and kept talking unpleasantly, but the effect was very good, and the force of suppressing his hand gradually decreased. Xuan Ge did not dare to stimulate Lu Yao, so he moved his fingers tentatively and found that Lu Yao's gaze had always been on his face, as if he was not interested in anything else, so he slowly withdrew his hand and continued to speak.

"... Later I woke up and found that you were holding a wet towel in your hand. You took care of me all night and fell asleep next to the sofa..."

Raising his hand, it took Xuan Ge a long time to finally get closer and touch Lu Yao's cheek very lightly.

No resistance.

The fingertips gradually moved upwards until the end of the left eye. Perhaps it was a little uncomfortable, but Lu Yao slightly turned his head, with some refusal.

It was originally because of instinct that he did this, and he was actually not sure about the feasibility. Xuan Ge was a little hesitant. Just when he wanted to withdraw his hand, Lu Yao frowned slightly again and carefully rubbed his thumb's fingertips.

After rubbing a few more times, he seemed to feel comfortable. He even buried his eyebrows and eyes directly into Xuan Ge's palm. His thick and curly eyelashes were like feather brushes, causing people to itch slightly.

When he found that Xuan Ge's hand was stiff and did not move, Lu Yao turned his face and looked at the other person with his strange eyes in confusion, feeling completely confused.

Soon after coming back to his senses, Xuan Ge tried to stroke Lu Yao's upper eyelid with the fingertips of his thumb, and indeed, Lu Yao rubbed his fingers faster.

Xuan Ge looked at it and felt that Lu Yao, who was slightly narrowing his two-colored pupils, looked like a Persian cat. He withdrew his hand a little, and Lu Yao would move with his fingers, quietly without making a sound, and he was obedient and could not tell at all that he had taken action before.

His eyes fell on the cinnabar-colored mole on the left eyelid. Xuan Ge always felt that the color of Lu Yao's mole seemed to be a little lighter.

Before he could continue to compare and distinguish with the appearance in his memory, he found that Lu Yao seemed to have lost his strength. He suddenly closed his eyes and fell straight towards him. Xuan Ge quickly caught the person, but his ribs were still hit and hurt.

After lying on the ground for a long time, Xuan Ge got up, picked up the person who had fallen asleep and put it on the bed. He touched Lu Yao's palm again, and felt that he was still chilling. Xuan Ge took two thin blankets to cover him.

Seeing that the person finally calmed down, he leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.

After touching the pinch marks on his neck, Xuan Ge went to the bathroom and washed away all his sweat. He wiped the water droplets on his body with a towel. In the mirror, the purple-red five-finger marks on his neck were very conspicuous. You can imagine how much effort Lu Yao used to prepare to kill him.

So if the flowers in this motherland are eaten too much fertilizer, they will become vicious overlord flowers?

He put the towel on the shelf casually, and Xuan Ge came out and looked at Lu Yao again, confirming that the other party showed no sign of awakening and was still sleeping well, so he fell on the sofa.

He closed his eyes, but he didn't dare to fall asleep. He was worried that Lu Yao would wake up for a while and then go violently. But he was too tired today and was confused after a while.

The sound of "crying" sounded in his ears. Xuan Ge felt like a piece of ice was coming over his body. He was alert in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes. With the light that was not very bright, he saw Lu Yao closing his eyes, just like a little cat, urging into his arms.

The sofa is not wide, and it is not as easy to squeeze two people lying on it, but Lu Yao is very persistent. Because the movement is too loud, the old sofa makes a lot of noise, which is comparable to the accompaniment.

It was inexplicably confirmed that Lu Yao's current danger coefficient was zero. He was arching around on his body and got used to being frozen. Xuan Ge simply put his hands on the waist and directly hugged him up, putting the whole person in his arms and hugging him.

Maybe because his posture was not very comfortable, Lu Yao moved slightly.

Xuan Ge narrowed his eyes, was so sleepy that he stroked the hair of the person in his arms with his palms. His voice was still low and dull, with a little unsmooth astringent, "Be good at cat, I'm asleep."

Maybe it was effective to comfort it. Lu Yao did not move anymore, and he just took an awkward posture. His breathing quickly stabilized and he really fell asleep.

The next day, Lu Yao woke up with breath and breath.

The moment he opened his eyes, there was a wheat-colored muscle impact! Later, he found that he was tightly wrapped by Xuan Ge's arms, his skin was tightly attached to the skin, and there was basically no gap. His nose was on the other person's chest, and there was a strange smell and heat between his breathing.

It may even be to prevent both of them from falling off the sofa, his legs were tightly clamped by Xuan Ge's legs, tightly tight.

This posture is also unique.

When Lu Yao moved, Xuan Ge woke up, and there was no confusion in his eyes that he had just woken up. He first looked at Lu Yao's left eye and found that it had indeed turned into the original black one, so he felt relieved.

The strange power kitten is indeed cruel and cannot withstand it!

Lu Yao saw Xuan Ge sitting on the sofa wearing only a pair of camouflage military pants, revealing his abdominal muscles. The sound of the sofa "crying" sounds were heard in succession.

He rubbed his stiff waist with his back. Before he could think of how to speak, he heard Xuan Ge speak, carefully talking,

"There is a reason why I didn't sleep in the bed, but squeezed into the sofa with you." As for Lu Yao's indescribable eyes, Xuan Ge subconsciously touched his neck - there was no feeling at all, and his fingerprints must have disappeared.

The recovery ability is too strong, the evidence is gone, and the mistake is made.

"reason?"
Chapter completed!