Having learned the lesson of going the wrong way, Shen Ping was extra cautious this time, following her memory and slowly returning to her place of residence.

It is still an independent small courtyard, but there are two people living in it, one is him, the other...

"Shen Ping, you're back!" The person who came was wearing an indigo disciple's uniform, with delicate features, but within a few short steps, he almost jumped to Shen Ping's side.

This person's name is Qu Qing, and like Shen Ping, he is a good-for-nothing with little talent, but with his three spiritual roots, he has at least broken through the middle stage of Qi refining period.

"Why are you injured again?!" Qu Qing looked shocked, compared to Shen Ping's cold reaction, it seemed that he himself had been beaten.

He babbled on his own, and still took Shen Ping to apply the medicine, "Feng Sheng and the others are too deceitful, this time they don't even care about face, look, how serious the injury on this face is, they want you What the hell!"

"No need," Shen Ping dodged his hand, "I've already taken the medicine."

"But I used to give you the medicine..." Qu Qing pursed her mouth, she was clearly not a child, but having such a silly expression on his face didn't seem to be too disobedient, and it could easily call life Show some good feelings.

"The wound hurts, I want to rest first." Shen Ping walked around him, went back to her room and closed the door.

He didn't lie, inexplicably through the book until now, his mind has received a lot of things, and a series of things made his head buzzing.

Shen Ping just wanted to sleep first.

——

But the world can't always go as expected, Shen Ping was in a daze, and seemed to perceive a strange breath.

Instinct prompted Shen Ping to wake up first, he turned over and was about to get up, but was pinned down on the couch by his forearm.

"Hmm!" The other party's hand was a bit heavy, and he just pressed on Shen Ping's wound, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Shen Ping didn't sleep for a long time, but now he woke up instantly.

However, it was getting late outside, and the room was too dark to see anything clearly, only the sound of someone's shallow breathing, and... the scorching breath on his face.

"Who are you?" Shen Ping barely got used to this body, lack of spiritual power and injuries all over his body, not to mention kicking people away in the future, he didn't even have the strength to break free from his arms, he became a fish on a stick.

He didn't expect the other party to explain why he came, but he hoped that he wasn't Shen Ping's enemy.

Just took this opportunity to kill him.

But the other party didn't say a word, and the strength of pinching him became stronger and stronger, Shen Ping felt that his forearm was about to be crushed while breathing heavily.

In his previous life, he was very talented, and he was not so passive even when he was betrayed by others. Shen Ping's patience ran out, and he used the meager spiritual energy he had accumulated to create a "Swinging Art", which shook the people on him away.

"Bang!" The man probably didn't expect that Shen Ping, who had no backhand strength, could make such a move. After receiving the blow, he was forced to let go and smashed his back hard on the corner of the cabinet beside the couch.

The opportunity was not lost, Shen Ping endured the severe pain in his body and ran out, but a gust of wind came from behind, he managed to dodge, grabbed the inkstone on the table and threw it at the person.

This attack by an ordinary person is nothing, but Shen Ping scratched the wound in a flash of lightning, the blood-stained inkstone suddenly burst into flames, and a fire dragon swooped down ferociously, almost breaking the roof.

But the unexpected did not cause much movement.

A magic circle was set up around the house.

It is impossible to expect Qu Qing to find someone to rescue him when he hears the movement.

"Roar!"

Shen Ping spared no expense, the wound burst open, he panted heavily, sweat dripped down from his temples, the fire dragon's body pressed down, but the man didn't dodge or dodge, he went straight to meet him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The raging fire dragon pierced through the man's chest and abdomen, and everything in the room exploded, but the man's body didn't move at all.

Shen Ping didn't feel good, this ruthless blow was impossible for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage to retreat completely, but this person was unscathed, it could be that his cultivation has already...

But before he could think about it, the other party disappeared in the same place in an instant, Shen Pingrao reacted very quickly, and before he could turn his head, he was directly grabbed by his arms and smashed into the other party's arms uncontrollably.

"you……"

Shen Ping just uttered a word, the man moved closer and bit his shoulder.

Both of them froze.

Shen Ping was furious, but the other party became more and more daring, biting and biting heavily through the thin clothes that still smelled of blood.

Where did this mad dog come from!

Shen Ping was about to struggle subconsciously, but the other party obviously didn't give him this chance, and directly grabbed his psoas muscles, almost strangling him to death in his arms.

"Don't move..." The voice was dull, but filled with resentment that even Shen Ping was in a trance.

With just two words, Shen Ping felt that this person had endured so much that his bones were screaming, as if he had done something that made him angry.

However, there was no killing intent.

Shen Ping almost thought that he was wrong, but the reality is that even if this person held him tightly in his arms, he didn't hurt him at all.

Except for those few bites on the shoulder.

Thinking of this, Shen Ping became angry again. No matter how many times he was injured in his previous life, he was not ashamed like this. Being hugged and bitten by others aroused his hidden anger, and the anger that surged in his stomach came out of his mouth. Condensate into one word.

"roll!"

Shen Ping was the leader of the righteous way in his previous life, he killed many people, but rarely cursed.

The practice of comprehension has always been adhering to the fact that one would rather fight than speak, and someone like him who has been immersed in Taoism for more than ten years is even more cautious in speaking.

But he never expected that he died and came back to life. In less than a day, he was repeatedly provoked into anger, most of which were caused by the person behind him.

"Don't get lost." The person behind him also opened his mouth with dignity, but those two words seemed to be wrapped in small needles, piercing Shen Ping's belly that was about to be stretched.

Sure enough, anger overwhelmed reason, Shen Ping didn't even bother to investigate the strangeness of this person, bent his elbows and directly pushed back, that place was also a gate of life.

"You are ruthless!" The person behind did not catch his move as Shen Ping expected, but took the opportunity to circle him even tighter, and put a free hand on his waist, and squeezed it lightly .

"Hmm!" Shen Ping hummed unconsciously, and only after the voice came out did she feel annoyed, "What are you doing?!"

"What are you doing?" The man's voice gradually turned cold, "I want you to have a good memory..."

Shen Ping didn't understand why, and he couldn't understand what this person was saying. He gritted his teeth, "What are you! Let go!"

"Obviously you have outstanding talent and profound cultivation, but anyone can easily believe it. You are really...you are so hateful!" The person behind said a long sentence, and Shen Ping's head was completely aroused at the moment. Angry, how can I bother to listen carefully.

In the end, I faintly felt that when the other party mentioned cultivation, it was naturally substituted into the current useless body, and he opened his mouth to sarcastically, "What a waste, even if you are as advanced as you are, so what, trespassing on other people's residences late at night, and doing something Such a nasty thing."

Shen Ping spoke in a hurry, the "dirty thing" he said was the fact that the other party bit him, but it had other meanings in the other party's ears.

The man snorted lightly, pinched Shen Ping's jaw, forcing him to look up.

"Does it feel dirty just like this?" He said in a cold voice, "There is nothing worse than this that I have to do."

"It's just, can you stand it then?"

Shen Ping only felt a cold air rushing up from behind, he didn't know when this original body provoked such a person, he was hysterical here in the middle of the night, and he was full of words that no one else could understand.

He can't beat him, he can't scold him, if he is crazy compared to this person, Shen Ping will feel unlucky.

He simply didn't struggle and didn't open his mouth. At worst, if he was silenced, he would be dead.

As for the things that Chao Shu asked him to do, Shen Ping shook his head in his heart, it doesn't matter, anyway, that guy is a book spirit, so it's not difficult to find another unlucky one like him.

Shen Ping acted as if he let you do whatever he wanted, but the people behind him didn't respond much.

The two were silent for a moment, and just when Shen Ping thought that this person was about to leave, the person behind him suddenly hugged him horizontally.

Shen Ping: "..."

It was too late to struggle, Shen Ping was placed on the couch before even organizing his curse words.

The next moment, the man bullied him again, the distance between the two was less than an inch, his warm breath hit his face, and his cold fingertips pinched his shoulder, with moderate strength, just avoiding his wound.

Unlike the feeling Shen Changyu gave him, this person didn't seem to make him feel so uncomfortable.

This cognition made Shen Ping feel very uncomfortable, but the fact was that, he even smelled a sense of familiarity in this person for a short time.

"I won't hurt you." After a long time, the man spoke.

Shen Ping didn't want to provoke him, but she didn't want to compromise, so she kept silent and didn't speak.

So the man became upset, pinched his shoulder and rubbed it lightly, "You can't hate me."

Shen Ping snorted coldly, "You can do whatever you want! I don't even know who you are."

This is a blatant temptation.

The man was slightly startled, and then said hesitantly, "You will get angry if I say so."

"If you don't tell me, I'll still be angry." Shen Ping pressed the corners of her lips, "I can't stand you anymore, if I still have the power to fight now, what do you think will happen?"

"You will kill me." The man didn't hesitate this time, and answered quickly.

"I provoked you," the man seemed a little annoyed, but he suppressed it in an instant, "not only will you kill me, but you won't even look at my dead body."

Shen Ping was slightly surprised, he didn't know that this person had guessed his thoughts right.

"So you'd better kill me first." When Shen Ping's mind was not clear, he didn't care whether he would provoke this person. I just felt an uncontrollable anger build up in my chest.

"I won't kill you," the man's voice gradually lowered. "Not only will I not kill you, but I will also prevent you from killing me."

Being so arrogant and crazy, Shen Ping once thought that he was dreaming, how could there be such contradictory people.

"Okay, I should go back." The man suddenly got a lot closer, their cheeks brushed past each other, and Shen Ping shuddered:

——This person is too cold!

"take care of yourself."

But in an instant, the man's shackles disappeared from Shen Ping's side without a sound.

He turned over and sat up, and something rolled down from his waist.

Shen Ping picked it up and rubbed it, it was a porcelain bottle.

Open the stopper and sniff lightly, it is the best wound medicine.

The author has something to say:

Well, Gong is a little crazy, um, not a little bit, but very...

small theater:

Gong: You call me mental disorder!

Shou: Am I wrong?

Gong: No.