"Zhao Rui, although this is a new era, I am very conservative and you have seen it all. Aren't you responsible for me?"

I just feel that one head and two are as big as each other, and Qian Chi seems to not understand my rejection, and will tease me whenever he finds the slightest opportunity.

I said in a rough voice: "I'm not a good person, I don't like to take responsibility..."

"Oh, does that mean you don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and are irresponsible? Be careful when you sleep at night, maybe a beauty will suddenly appear in your arms."

"Ganchi! What do you want from me?"

The Dream-eating Tapir stayed in Qian Chi's arms, with a very anxious face and eyes full of "hating that iron cannot become steel". I could imagine what it would say to me.

It's just that I'm like a mallet, and I push out all the beauties who come to my door.

But it doesn't know that I am not a saint.

Although I was thinking about Gong Yiyu, I also had emotions and desires.

However, this person cannot be Qianchi.

Gan Chi is too mysterious and weird. She is like a mandala blooming in hell, beautiful but extremely dangerous.

I have a strong intuition that if I really get involved with her, the final result will be to fall into the abyss forever.

My voice was a bit loud, and Luan Xi, who was sitting in the back row, shivered like a frightened bird.

Luan Xi opened and closed her mouth and whispered something. I listened carefully, but I heard nothing.

Seeing my conflicted look, Qian Chi rolled his black pearl-like eyes.

Ever since I drank the corpse oil, the way I saw her was very different from before. The coins on her face would turn into beautiful flowers from time to time, and her eyes covered with white film would become dark and bright.

However, now, her eyes were covered with a white film, and mystery was like a thread, wrapping her tightly.

She said: "Zhao Rui, you know what I want, you just don't want to give it to me, and you don't dare to give it to me. You are a coward."

The word "coward" was like an awl piercing into my brain. My hands shook uncontrollably. I remembered again when I was a child, when I was bullied by the "big head" group of children, and I remembered that I was in

That night in the ghost temple.

"squeak----!"

The wheels locked up and the vehicle stopped.

In the middle of the endless desert stands a military green off-road vehicle.

There were three or four black suitcases tied to the roof of the off-road vehicle. The dilapidated second-hand off-road vehicle, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a sound like a human being gasping.

Inside the off-road vehicle, a tense confrontation was taking place.

Half of my body was pressed against Qian Chi's body, and I bit her lips firmly.

Soft, moist and elastic.

My teeth were so sharp that when I bit down, I completely bit Qianchi's lip.

The blood I expected didn't appear. I just felt like I was biting lean meat that had been drained of blood.

This is not a kiss, it is not an expression of love, it is not a surge of affection.

But attack, test and hate.

I let go of Qian Chi's lips and saw a row of deep teeth marks on her lower lip, almost biting her entire lower lip off.

I bit her so deep that I almost bit her lip, but she didn't shed a drop of blood.

Her lower lip went from being warm and elastic before to becoming fragile, sickly, and like a piece of rotten flesh.

However, I didn't feel happy or comfortable.

I stared at her lower lip and said cynically: "Qianchi, are you satisfied now?"

Qian Chi stretched out his finger and touched the tooth mark on her lower lip, and then laughed foolishly: "Zhao Rui, you are the most interesting person I have ever seen. I can't bear to leave you."

The wind blew in from the car window, messing up her withered hair and blowing the coins on her face.

The copper coins jingled, and the piece of flesh above her lower lip swayed twice, like drops of water about to fall.

There were colors flashing in her pupils that I couldn't understand.

She took out a needle from her pocket and shook it in the air again and again, then opened the mirror and sewed her lower lip together.

This scene is so weird and terrifying.

A woman with her face studded with copper coins was using a needle to sew her lower lip. If a normal person passing by saw this, they would be scared to death.

Unfortunately, this is a desert and there are no normal people here.

Normal people will become a different version of themselves after entering here.

The dry ruler was sewing her lower lip, but it did not delay her speech: "Zhao Rui, you must treat all women the same way you treat me!"

Her words made it difficult for me to tell whether she was jealous of other women, or whether she really fell in love with me and didn't want me to get along with others.

As she said that, she burst into laughter again: "Zhao Rui, don't forget me, your first kiss was mine."

I pursed my lips, not knowing what to say.

She provoked me with words, and I bullied her and almost bit her lip off. On the surface, I won, but I felt like there was a tightness in my chest, and I couldn't go up or down.

This woman Qianchi is really difficult to deal with.

I can't figure out her purpose, I don't understand her thoughts. I always feel that I am so close to her, but there is a huge gap between her; I also feel that I am so far away from her, but yet so close.

It seemed that I had really become Tang Monk who was seeking Buddhist scriptures from the West. The monsters along the way wanted to kill me, and the beauties along the way wanted to kill me.

Tang Monk is a good man who practiced cultivation for nine generations. He has great merits and virtues. If you get his flesh, you can live forever, and if you get his Yuan Yang, your power can also skyrocket.

Could it be...that I am the same as Tang Seng?

That’s why Qian Chi insists on practicing dual cultivation with me?

I don't know, I can't figure it out either.

The two small round eyes of the Dream-eating Tapir looked at me. They found a sheltered angle, extended their noses and pushed upwards, obviously giving me a 'thumbs up'.

My mind is so messed up that I have no time to deal with it.

I glanced at the rearview mirror. Luan Xi, who was sitting in the back seat, was looking at her nose and heart, but she didn't dare to speak. However, I still noticed the disgust in her eyes.

I couldn't help but think of the scene where she and Ren Ke kissed passionately in front of me and Qian Chi.

Now... can it be considered tit for tat?

Gan Chi used a needle to sew the chin back to its original position, and a butterfly flew out of her chest.

This butterfly is black and white, with a skull on the left wing and a beautiful woman on the right wing. They live and die, and the yin and yang intersect.

This should be the Yin Butterfly that Qian Chi once talked about.

It seems that after Qian Chi killed Liu Fangqing, the Yin Butterfly Gu became a part of her.

The Yin butterfly fluttered its wings and landed on Qian Chi's lips.
Chapter completed!