Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 9

The black-haired boy was pressed under his palm, his cheeks turned red due to lack of oxygen and anger, and the light pink at the corners of his eyes was also dyed a bit bright. He looked really weak, as if he was fragile. High-quality colored glaze products are ordinary, and they will shatter when touched lightly.

——Only those eyes, the round and upturned pupils reflect the brilliance as sharp as a blood-quenching blade, a certain restrained momentum bursts out, and the moment is like a morning bell and an evening drum, which makes people's brain go blank , involuntarily let go of his hands and knelt on the ground in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Kyogokuhiko covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and after quickly pasting a few immobilization charms on the figure in front of him, he had the energy to look at the god he summoned.

His black hair was tangled like seaweed, his face and body were stained with blood as if he had just experienced a fierce battle, and the mud that exuded an ominous smell fell from his sharp-haired cheeks to the ground. After the messy hair, he revealed a pair of crazy eyes. The honey-colored eyes of breath.

"I curse...curse..." The hoarse voice was like a blown bellows, and the eyes full of hatred flowed out from those eyes.

A beast without any humanity, only killing intent and hatred.

Kyogokuhiko recalled the mantra he had recited, it was really strange, why did he feel like he summoned a Berserker when he was obviously a Lancer?Could it be that the mantra was read wrong?

"Kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Kneeling on the ground, Lancer struggled to get rid of the shackles of the spell. The wound on his body burst open again with the tensing and relaxing of the muscles, and black blood gurgled from the wound It flowed out, his eyes widened and his canthus were about to split open, the whites of his eyes were scarlet and blood flowed down the corners of his eyes, making the already filthy and unreal face even worse, like a ghost crawling back from hell.

Kyogokuhiko looked at the lump on the ground with his hands, and scanned the undulating and powerful muscles and every scar on his body inch by inch. The aura of the man activated the spell, causing the mist to form thick cumulonimbus clouds.

"Let it fall here, the rain that cleanses all things." Let the aura turn into rain and fall, the aura of purifying the heart and suppressing evil will wash away and heal the wounds on the heroic spirit, and by the way bring back his sanity that was washed to the other side.

He took a bath towel from the trembling little monster beside him and threw it on the lump of head. Kyogokuhiko left a sentence, "Come out by yourself when you figure it out", and then went upstairs to wash up, only to be pinned to the ground and strangled The neck was so dusty that it was uncomfortably tight.

Fortunately, although no one has lived in this house for many years, the water and electricity are still connected. The obedient little monster puts away the bath water, guards the bathroom door and keeps chirping. , the kitten held the folded clothes in its paws, stepped on its right paw with its left paw, anxiously waiting for the sound of splashing water in the bathroom to stop.

The young master didn't have any sense that he was being waited for by others, he scrubbed his body slowly, soaked himself in hot water, took out his mobile phone, ignored the mailbox that was full and was about to explode, hummed a little tune and continued to play the game .

The boring game of stacking cubes has a magical power. You can’t stop playing while squatting there. Time passes without knowing it. Kyogokuhiko didn’t put down the phone until he realized that the hot water in the bath had begun to cool down. , took the towel from the hand of the little monster who waited outside the door until his legs were weak, hastily dried his body, put on his clothes, and sat on the sofa in the living room with his wet hair...

Then play the game.

Two rabbit-like little monsters struggled to pull the towels, stepped on the back of the sofa to wipe the young master's hair, dangling like stepping on steel wires, relying on the cat's paws to pull the rough fibers of the fabric sofa to maintain balance so as not to fall .

Hearing the sound of light footsteps gradually approaching the living room from the storage room, Kyogokuhiko put away his mobile phone, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, crossed his legs and looked at the corner of the storage room, and saw his own The Servant's Setsu whistled very roguely in his heart.

The water mist transformed by the aura is still lingering, and the black hair is moist and soft with water vapor, which reflects a resolute and handsome face, which is also a little softer. It evoked a frivolous and vicious arc, and his whole body was filled with a demon-like aura. A mole of tears under the corner of his eyes instantly made his entire face... lively and fragrant.

However, Kyogokuhiko prefers his body wrapped in tight clothing, with smooth and undulating lines and a strong sense of strength, and every movement is light without losing strength, which satisfies the young master more than that beautiful face.

"Report your name, Lancer." Kyogokuhiko said.

"My name is Diarmuid Audina...Master." The young man stood a few steps in front of Kyogokuhiko and replied casually.

"Diarmuid." Kyogokuhiko, who is familiar with various myths and legends, immediately found information about him in his brain, "If you don't want to call me Master, you don't have to force yourself. Don't make me look like a prostitute."

Diarmuid's eyes froze, and it was the first time he seriously looked at the boy on the sofa. He looked really weak, his complexion was bloodless pale, his appearance was delicate and clean, his eyes were big and protruding, and the corners of his lips were not smiling. It also had a three-point sarcasm and arrogance, just like those expensive cats he had seen that were kept beside noble ladies, and he couldn't see the almost overwhelming terrifying power just now.

"I thought..." He squinted his eyes and chuckled, leaning over to approach the boy's face, his eyes filled with gloomy malice, "You'd hate me so much..."

"Because you are so impolite and arrogant?" Kyogoku raised his eyebrows, grabbed the young man's hair and pulled him off. The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath, which was ambiguous and dangerous.In his previous life, he was fanatical in raising tigers and cheetahs, and the emperor who fought hand-to-hand with him in the animal farm laughed wildly. From this distance, the power in his eyes can be seen at a glance, "Maintaining a stupid self-esteem like a bereaved dog like this will only appear You are even more pathetic."

The boy's tone is lingering like a lover's pillow whisper when they are passionate. The content is cold and to the point. Diarmuid froze, and the next second his eyes brightened fiercely, and the blood red filled again. He pressed Kyogokuhiko's shoulder with one hand and punched Clenched tightly and swung upwards, with such great force that even if Kyogokuhiko tilted his head in time and let his fist hit the sofa, the strong wind brought by the fist still cut a narrow and deep scar on his cheek.

Kyogokuhiko wiped the bruise and touched a hand of blood unsurprisingly, but he was laughing, smiling happily. Diarmuid wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his body seemed to be tightly entwined by something , I couldn't move even if I wanted to, I could only watch helplessly as the boy kicked him in the chest and kicked him to the ground.

The gunman without yin and yang eyes couldn't see, the pure black silk thread was wrapped around his body, and two little rabbit-like monsters held one end of the thread, chirping angrily and bouncing on his face.

"Okay, okay." Jing Jiyan reached out and touched the hairy heads of the two little rabbits, and tied the black silk thread into a tight knot. "Go back and apply the medicine to me." He said and let the two little rabbits jump to the ground. On his own shoulder, he stood up and looked down at the young man's horrified eyes, "It's the second time, it's only three things, vicious dog."

"Treat our guests well." Kyogokuhiko turned and walked towards the stairs, and lazily ordered, "Be careful not to play people to death." Diarmuid couldn't hear it, and the deafening roar of monster carnival in the room , Kyogokuhiko, who could hear it, just stretched out his hand to paste a soundproof note on the wall, and lay on his side on the bed to let the little monster treat his wound.

The wound was deep and narrow, and the bleeding did not stop after several pieces of gauze. The little monster kept screaming anxiously, with its little ears hanging down, turning around beside Jing Jiyan's pillow, making people dizzy. The two little monsters touched their ears together, carefully lying on Kyogokuhiko's cheek, chirping and licking the edge of the wound.

There was a slight itching where he was licked. Kyogokuhiko frowned, but he didn't say anything, and let the little monster lick his face all over. Thinking of the morning dew dripping from the tip of the grass on the grass, the smell is not annoying.

The wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed under the healing of saliva, and soon there was only a light-colored scar left. It only took one more night to leave no scar, as if it had never existed.

"It's been a busy night, so you should have a good rest." Jing Jiyan put the little monster on the other side of the bed. The large double bed is big enough for three young masters to roll on it, and he won't feel crowded if there are more little monsters , the two little monsters rolled on the bed, pulled the corner of the quilt and shrank in, hugged each other happily and fell asleep.

The young master yawned, sensed the atmosphere downstairs, and after confirming that his spearman was still alive and well except for his shortness of breath, he pulled up the quilt with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and traveled all the way. He was also attacked twice, and he was also very tired.

In contrast, Diarmuid, who was lying alone downstairs, was not so comfortable. His new Master seemed to be talking to the void, making people feel unreasonable. He struggled with the strange restraints on his body. I couldn't break free for a long time, but my chest was stuffy, I felt out of breath, my eyes were dizzy, and the chill came up intermittently, and I almost passed out.

Let's turn the angle of view a little, and we can see a group of strange monsters filling the living room, big and small, round and square, chatting non-stop around the gunmen.

"What a cute little brother~~" The scantily clad wandering girl relied on Diarmuid to lose sight of herself, and floated beside him doing all kinds of tricks and tricks, and the drowsy Diarmuid couldn't help shivering .

"I like it too~~" The seductive fox squatted on his broad and powerful chest with his tail flicking, and pawed greedily, "I haven't seen such a high-quality man in many years~~"

"I like it..." Zashiki Doji tilted his head and poked Diarmuid's cheek, and laughed happily, "I like it!"

"Oh, oh, the wine is here!" The drunken big snake bit several jars of fine wine, and carried many excited monsters on its back.

"It's been a long time since we had a banquet hahaha!" Kappa jumped off the back of the big snake and hit Diarmuid in the face. The young man felt as if he had been punched, and his face was in severe pain.

"Such a handsome face~~You are too much~~" Xuenv floated down, touched the bruise on his face distressedly, and successfully formed a thin layer of ice on his cheeks, "Just apply ice and it will be fine~~"

"Damn it, he's mine~~" You Nu's long black hair flicked like Xue Nu attacking, Xue Nu swiftly avoided, covered her mouth and smiled, "It's just a man, don't be so anxious..."

"That's right!" The flushed Beaver hugged the two of them by the shoulders, and smiled as he offered wine glasses, "Drink, drink!"

You Nu's face turned pale, she took a sip of the wine by the hand of the beaver, and said softly: "Then listen to you once, damn!" After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and sat down beside Diarmuid in silence. Jing hurriedly stretched out a branch and pushed the beaver, "Hurry up..."

He Li rubbed his nose, smirked and went to You Nu's side to show his hospitality.

The monsters in the room were obviously drunk, laughing and going crazy, causing Diarmuid to suffer a lot. Looking at the mess in the room, the dryad leisurely poured another pot of wine on the roots of his own tree.

If he made such a mess, he would die tomorrow anyway, so he had to drink more now.