But Shixiong Doesn’t Want To Be A Villain!

Bai Fanlu's hot face was pressed against the boy's chest, and through the cool clothing, he heard the other party's steadily rushing heartbeat, which was infinitely magnified in his ears.

But the hand holding the shoulder, the five fingers trembled lightly, but it seemed to be harder.

It was this subtle change that made Bai Fanlu suddenly sober, he half propped up and climbed onto the back of the boy's neck.

This gesture of throwing arms and hugs made Xiao Liu's body obviously stiff.

Bai Fanlu moved his fingers with spiritual power, and the next moment the young man slowly closed his eyes and fainted silently in front of him.

But even if the person is brought down, Xiao Liu still clings to Bai Fanlu's clothes.

Bai Fanlu shook his head helplessly, gently broke his hand apart, adjusted his breathing, and said softly, "Come out."

As his voice fell, a black-clothed man walked out from behind the tree and knelt halfway in front of the Bai Fan road.

How come these demons like to appear in the dark one by one? Is it true that the devil is so invisible?

Bai Fanlu looked at the costume of the man, and the serial knife on his waist, plus the sentence just above, it is easy to guess who he is. In the novel, the guardian court slave of the original master is also the only other than the great elder of the demon clan. People who know the identity of the original owner.

"You don't have to be polite, it's important to untie the spell for me."

"Yes."

Ting Slave stepped forward and took a quick look at Bai Fan Road at a close range, and then quickly bowed his head for fear of overstepping, and went to the flower thief to peek around.

"Young Master, this person does not come from the Demon Capital. The spells used are extremely evil, and the subordinates have never seen it before, I am afraid..."

"I know, go down." Bai Fanlu took a breath, "I feel better, and I can handle it."

"Do you need to invite the elders to come?"

"No need."

After this experience, Bai Fanlu is now exhausted physically and mentally, but is completely out of state to deal with a character of the final BOSS level.

"Take care of that guy for me." Bai Fanlu said, looking upset.

Ting Nu understood what he was referring to. He used the technique to "clean up" the paralyzed flower picker, and then returned to this side. He looked at Xiao Liu who was unconscious beside Bai Fan Road, and put his right hand on the handle of the knife.

Bai Fanlu noticed Ting Nu's gaze, "He is fine."

"Yes." Ting Nu clasped his fists and disappeared quickly.

The book says that court slaves are obedient to the original owner, and are most loyal and true. But when Bai Fanlu thought of such a loyal guard, he finally died of his martyr's bones, so he secretly regretted him.

If you can change the black line of the original owner, can the court slave also have a good ending?

Bai Fanlu was distracted for a while, forgetting that it was not when he was worried about others, he himself still had a big problem that he hadn't solved.

The heat wave in his lower abdomen began to be a demon again, Bai Fanlu did not believe in evil, he sat upright, and forcibly solved the several large acupuncture points that had just been actively suppressed, changing the blockage to sparse, and doing the opposite.

If the feeling just now is correct, there is still a cold power hidden in his body, which can contend with the evil fire, and Bai Fanlu wants to use it.

He has strong willpower, and the initial heat wave of lifting the ban was like a tide that broke the gate, crushing over his limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and instantly sprayed out, but he still failed to engulf his spark-like intelligence.

In a moment, the dispelling techniques applied by various meridian points began to work. Although the cold air in the body was weaker than the balance spring, it seemed to be extremely domineering.

The evil heat was gradually forced out a little bit, and Bai Fanlu was sweating profusely, and he really felt better.

Following a round of Little Zhou Tian and another round of Great Zhou Tian, ​​Bai Fanlu finally released his strength completely, leaning against the tree trunk behind him all weakly.

The clothes are all soaked, and the whole figure is like a fish who has just been caught out of the water and gasping hard. Bai Fanlu can't take care of himself, and just wants to fall asleep, but God seems to have deliberately opposed him, embarrassing The matter is far from over.

Bai Fanlu waited for a long time before looking entangledly at a certain undulating position of his shirt, his pale cheeks climbed up into the blush little by little.

...The evil spirits in other places can be forced out by spiritual energy, but the evil spirit in this place...seems like there is only one way.

Bai Fanlu glanced at the young boy who was asleep next to him, and then at another tree not far away from him.

The legs are really sore and weak. If you move it again, it is estimated that you will not be able to climb for a long time. Do you want to keep this unnatural activation state until tomorrow morning?

He cursed a word in his heart, Bai Fanlu held the trunk of the tree and barely moved half a circle, to a position far from the young man behind the tree, and silently closed his eyes.

He could not see, he just pretended that there was no such person, Bai Fanlu suppressed the shame in his heart, and slowly began to move his fingers.

…

When Bai Fanlu woke up again, it was already the next morning. He didn't remember how he fell asleep in the end, he just found it very difficult to get a good night's sleep.

The sunlight poured softly from the gaps between the leaves, bright and warm. Bai Fanlu blinked to adapt to the light, tried to prop up his body, still feeling a little weak.

And as he sits up, a piece of gray fabric slips from his shoulders and spreads to his knees, as if there is still a warm breath remaining.

Bai Fanlu was stunned. He looked up and saw the back figure sitting motionless on the rock by the river not far away.

And next to him, the little white monkey Zhizhi, who was ignored by his owner, was picking up a stone and throwing it into the river, picking up another one, and then throwing it...the machine made another uninteresting movement, as if four big characters were hanging on its furry head. —Too boring.

Bai Fanlu shook his head and smiled, tidy up his clothes, picked up the coat, got up and walked towards the river beach.

Xiao Liu didn't find anyone coming at first, and stared blankly at the river, the water gleamed, reflected in his clear eyes, and he lost his former look and looked lonely.

With the sound of water rustling, Bai Fanlu approached, only to see a knife and a sheath in the water in front of Xiao Liu. Under the washing of the water, the knife body shone cold and clean as new.

However, no matter how clean the river is, the blood stains that have been contaminated on the knife can no longer be washed away.

Bai Fanlu couldn't help but think of the frightened look in the young boy's eyes last night.

In fact, hasn't he been scared himself? Although it is not the first time I have seen someone fall in a pool of blood with my own eyes, this kind of scene, no matter how many times it is, I won't be used to it.

What's more, this is a sixteen-year-old boy. Although he said eagerly that he wanted to catch the bad guy, if he stabbed someone with a knife, it would be self-evident.

"Xiao Liu, sorry, I scared you last night." Bai Fanlu sighed lightly.

Xiao Liu suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound and almost fell into the water. Bai Fanlu hurriedly pulled him when he saw that the situation was wrong, Xiao Liu leaned back and immediately grabbed Bai Fanlu's arm and stood firmly.

However, as soon as he found his balance, Xiao Liu quickly let go of his hand, a flash of light flashed across his eyes very quickly, and the roots of his ears were faintly red.

"Xian, Brother Xianren, are you awake?"

"Well, are you okay..."

Bai Fanlu's throat suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughed slightly.

Then he didn't wait for him to speak again, and there was a hand on his forehead. Bai Fanlu subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move as quickly as that hand.

The skin is close to each other, the broad palm is warm and slightly rough, Bai Fanlu is unknown, so he frowns slightly and looks at Xiao Liu.

"What's wrong?"

The root of Xiao Liu's palm was very close to his eyes, and Bai Fanlu blinked reflexively.

The eyelashes may be brushing the wrist pulse of that hand, and the pulse beating suddenly loses its regularity and becomes chaotic.

Xiao Liu didn't dare to look at Bai Fan Road anymore, he patrolled twice, pretending to look at the gurgling water not far away.

But his hand still stubbornly stopped in place.

"Xiao Liu?" After waiting for a moment with a good temper, Bai Fanlu noticed that the young man in front of him was wandering while pressing his forehead.

"Ah? Oh..." Xiaoliu replied twice, and was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized that something was wrong, he was scalded as if he flicked his hands, bowed his head and screamed, "This...fortunately, the fever has subsided."

Could it be that this kid really thought he was doing what he did last night because of fever?

Thinking of the "fever" that Xiaoliu said when he was confused last night, Bai Fanlu thought it was funny, but his heart was moved by the juvenile's expressive care.

"Thank you so much last night, how are your hands?"

"my hand?"

Xiao Liu seemed to have just realized this, raised his right hand and took a look, it was all right. Raising his left hand again, I saw a fierce knife wound running through the entire palm, extending to the forearm, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the pus, blood and crust were all connected with the cloth.

Bai Fanlu only remembered that his left arm was injured, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Sit down and I will heal you."

"No, you don't need it."

Bai Fanlu seated Xiao Liu on the ground, and could not help pulling up his left hand. Xiao Liu hissed with pain, and Bai Fanlu moved lightly and carefully observed his wound.

Xiaoliu was holding his hand and sitting blushing, taking a peek at Bai Fanlu from time to time.

They are very close now, and Bai Fanlu is focusing on healing his injuries. When he lowers his eyes, his eyelashes are like a small fan half-covered. The shape of his mouth is also beautiful, and his pale lips are moisturized...

And at some point last night, their color was redder, about to see the white teeth and soft tip of the tongue under the lips, and they made a forbearing sound when they wriggled slightly, making people...

Xiao Liu trembled all over, Bai Fanlu noticed it, and blew into the wound, frowned softly, "Does it hurt?"

"No... it doesn't hurt anymore."

Xiao Liu's face blushed, fortunately that Bai Fanlu was so focused and did not look up at him.

After that, there were only obedient people, watching with ears, noses and noses, silently, and froze with Bai Fanlu.

Bai Fanlu felt that Xiao Liu was just peeking at himself, but he didn't know his secret thoughts. The shocking knife wound on this hand really made him have no time to take care of others.

The original owner's healing technique is average, but it's fair to treat ordinary people's trauma, but the hand is wounded to such a degree, after the skin is healed, it must be bandaged to prevent secondary tears.

Bai Fanlu couldn't find the bandage right now. He took out the package from the treasure sac. There were only gold sore medicine and some broken silver in it. He simply lifted off his shirt, tore a clean cloth, and sprinkled some gold sore medicine powder on Xiao Liu's arm. , And then carefully wrap him with a strip of white cloth.

Listening to Xiaoliu's occasional inhalation voice, Bai Fanlu felt uncomfortable, and asked him as he finished the tie, "Do you remember how you got hurt?"

"How hurt..." Xiao Liu thought for a while, "I seem to have a dream after falling asleep, dreaming of you..."

The words suddenly stopped here.

Bai Fanlu raised his eyes to look at Xiao Liu, and asked suspiciously, "Dreaming about me?"

"Well," Xiaoliu whispered, "I dreamed that you were in danger, so I wanted to save you, but I couldn't get up anyway, as if something was holding me down."

It should be the ecstasy of the flower picker, Bai Fanlu thought.

Xiao Liu frowned, as if trying to recall the scene in his dream, but also seemed very reluctant to recall it.

He only remembered that Bai Fanlu encountered something very dangerous. He desperately tried to hold him and save him, but he couldn't move, so he was in a hurry.

Observing Xiao Liu's expression, Bai Fanlu suddenly realized something, "So you stabbed yourself to wake up?"

Xiao Liu looked at the white strip of cloth in his palm, lowered his eyes in silence, and gave a soft hum.

"…Silly."