Blind and Delicate Husband

The autumn weather was rough, and Bitzen noticed that Lou Jing had tucked his sleeves, and suggested, "Why don't we go into the room and talk?"

Lou Jingjing nodded, his head turned around, his head was dazed by the cold wind, and he lost his sense of direction for a while.

Beaten stared at his hand for a moment, stretched it out, then retracted restrainedly, swallowing the non-existent saliva.

I really want to touch...

Lou Jing covered his lips and coughed. He didn't understand why the Palace Master didn't speak again, so he endured it and said embarrassedly: "Palace Master, I can't find the direction to go back to the house, can you... Can you hold me?"

It's not that someone handed a pillow to sleep - really timely! Beaten was ecstatic to have such a good thing delivered to her door!

Lou Jing just stretched out her hand, but she grabbed it!

Lou Jing, who felt Beaten's excessive enthusiasm: "???" For some reason, the atmosphere felt a little strange.

Beaten returned her body temperature to a human temperature, warmed Lou Jing's hands, and led him into the house, like a groom who led the bride into the bridal chamber.

Lou Jing only felt a warmth passed from Beaten, as if it had warmed all the way to his heart, making him feel greedy, and for a moment he didn't want to let go of his hand...

The short road seemed to have taken a long time, and when they were about to let go, Lou Jing unconsciously showed a look of loss.

"What's the matter?" Beaten knew Lou Jing and knew that he actually wanted to hold hands now. The corners of her lips rose slightly. She asked knowingly, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay..." Lou Jing sat down gropingly, squeezed his left hand with his right hand, and then curled his fingers shyly.

Seeing it, Beaten almost wanted to put his fingers in his mouth and nibble.

The room was quiet for a while. After staring at Lou Jing for a long time, Beaten couldn't help but crave his body. She had to forcibly divert her attention and wandered around Lou Jing's room for a while, checking a few ventilating fans. Behind the window, Beaten said to Lou Jing, "Can I mend the window for you? The wind is leaking in."

Lou Jing couldn't refuse.

Beaten called a few goblins to fix the windows.

Lou Jing was accustomed to being quiet by himself, and was a little uncomfortable with the clinking on the other side of the window.

Not annoying though.

He said, "Palace Master, how can you know everything?"

Beaten stared at the two little ghosts working, and took the credit without hesitation: "Yes, I have learned a little about everything."

Lou Jing was about to praise her when he suddenly sensed a few ghosts. He wondered if his feeling was wrong. After all, the Palace Master was here, and if there was a ghost, she would have taken it away.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, groped for the teapot and cup, poured a glass of water, and walked in the direction from which the voice came.

The ghosts surrounding the window were so frightened that they retreated!

"Huh?" Lou Jing frowned, and found that things were not simple, as if there were ghosts: "Palace Master, do you feel ghosts?"

Beaten was good at using his hand as a fan, fanning the almost substantial black mist on his body and trying his best to control the ghostly aura he exudes: "No, there are immortal blessings here, most ghosts can't come in, Lou Jing, how stupid are you? ."

Yeah? Lou Jing began to doubt his own feelings.

He suddenly thought of something and said to Bitzen: "Palace Master, a grudge brought something to me a few days ago, and he insisted on giving it to me—it said that I had rescued a person before, and this was given to him after he became a ghost. My answer..."

Beaten's eyes wandered: "Oh? Is that so? What did that grudge bring?"

Lou Jing counted them one by one, and Beaten floated over, staring at his pale lips, wanting to kiss him.

"Palace Master, do you know where that ghost came from?" Lou Jing finally asked.

"I'm not a know-it-all, how can I know everything?" Beaten lowered her voice, and when she finished speaking, her lips were only a little distance from Lou Jing's.

Lou Jing was unconscious and opened his eyes blankly and said, "Oh..."

All kinds of images flashed in Beaten's mind, pressing him on the table and kissing him hard, and she almost kissed him. At the last moment, she just restrained herself, and used to kiss him in a dream at night to barely control her eager heart.

She coughed lightly: "There is no ghost in your house, and the things you sent should be fine."

Lou Jing Wenyan also put some snacks.

After a while, Uncle Zhao came back with Thunderbolt.

Perak changed his attitude towards Uncle Zhao before, and had a good time with Uncle Zhao while biting the ball. Lou Jing listened to its cry and said with emotion, "I haven't seen Perak so happy for a long time."

Beaten said: "Pili likes that ball, I'll let Uncle Zhao keep the ball."

Lou Jing: "Why is this so embarrassing—"

"It's not a precious thing anyway, Uncle Zhao has a bunch of it." Beaten ignored Uncle Zhao's teasing gaze and closed his eyes.

Lou Jing was coaxed into confusion, and nodded in a daze: ""Oh...""

Uncle Zhao coughed lightly, brought Thunderbolt forward, and said to the young man Xiaoliu was interested in: "Thunderbolt is no big deal, it's healthy, it's just..."

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?" Lou Jinggang breathed a sigh of relief, his whole heart was hanging up again, and he asked nervously.

Beaten frowned and gave Uncle Zhao a look, motioning him not to tell Lou Jing any bad news.

Uncle Zhao shook his head with complicated eyes. For this matter, the young man was better prepared, so he sighed and said, "Pili's age...a little old."

All things live in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable.

Tibetan Mastiff's vitality is the most tenacious, but Perak has accompanied Lou Jing for so many years, and no matter how tenacious the life is, it will inevitably weaken in the passing time.

Before Uncle Zhao said it, Lou Jing never thought about it.

Thunderbolt had been with him when he was very young, so he subconsciously thought that it would accompany him forever.

But their fate had already been unknowingly, and it was about to come to an end...

Lou Jing couldn't imagine the days after losing the thunderbolt. His heart sank into the ice cellar in an instant, and his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

I don't know how much Pili has suffered with him in this life, but he doesn't even know what it looks like...

Beaten was so distressed that she gave Uncle Zhao a hard look.

Uncle Zhao also had a hard time, rubbing Thunderbolt's head and letting it go to his master's side.

Thunder holding the ball in his mouth, he was a little confused for a while.

Why do you feel sadness in the owner?

Is it because it went to play the ball on its own?

It squeezed to Lou Jing's side, pushed against Lou Jing's hand, and wanted to give him the ball in his mouth, but Lou Jing hugged him tightly.

It was happy to be hugged, but... the sadness seemed to build up in its owner.

Seeing all this, Beaten regretted inviting Uncle Zhao here.

Report sadness but not good news! Lou Jing, who made her cry!

Bit Cen dragged Uncle Zhao away a bit: "Uncle Zhao, you don't need to say that."

Uncle Zhao's eyes fell into the distance: "Instead of hiding it from him, let him be mentally prepared."

Beaten: "Long pain is worse than short pain. You tell him now, and he will think every day in the future whether Thunderbolt will be gone in the next second..."

Beaten paused and asked, "How long is the thunderbolt?"

"One year to two years." Uncle Zhao said, "For Tibetan Mastiffs, the lifespan of Perak is already very long."

When they returned to the door of the room, Lou Jing had already packed up his mood, but the redness at the end of his eyes still did not fade away.

Beaten touched his finger: "Uncle Zhao also said that Pili is very healthy now. Don't worry about it for so long. I think Pili is alive and kicking now, and there are no other problems."

Lou Jingjing nodded and responded with a nasal tone.

Beaten really wanted to hug him.

The outstretched hand curled up and retracted restrainedly. Biten stared at Lou Jing for a while, until Uncle Zhao saw that it was too late and reminded her, "Liu Liu, the clan is still waiting for you to discuss things."

Only then did Biten look back with a sense of disappointment. After saying goodbye to Lou Jing, she rode on a fast horse and rushed towards the clan absentmindedly.

On the way, Uncle Zhao said with emotion: "That child is a pitiful person, Xiao Liu, are you really trying to play with his feelings this time? He is such a helpless and sensitive person, like a beautiful piece of glass, It can't stand deceit and play."

Beaten: "Uncle Zhao, you just think too much. I married him in my last life. What kind of abusive drama do you think I will play with him in this life?"

Uncle Zhao was so shocked that he almost stopped his horse: "Last life? What previous life?"

Ye Feng picked up Beaten's long hair, and in the night, Beaten's expression was obscure: "Go back and tell you again."

When they returned to the clan, the clan members gathered in the council hall, and almost all of them came together.

They only knew that there was a major event to be announced, and looking at the expression of the patriarch Shen Su, they knew that the problem involved in that major event was probably very serious.

Wait and wait, wait for Xiao Liu, who has just succeeded the Dingtian Palace Master in the clan.

"What's wrong?" The guilty clansmen looked at Biten and the patriarch, and suddenly took a deep breath: "What a strong ghost! Where did you come from, who brought the ghost in?"

"Fifth uncle." Beaten stared at him silently, and said faintly, "I'm a ghost."

"???"

The crowd was stunned.

Beaten didn't say much, and directly let out the ghostly energy, proving his identity as a ghost.

The ghost breath at the top of the ghost food chain shocked the entire Xiling tribe.

The legendary evil ghost appeared alive in front of their eyes...

—Or the little six in their clan!

Who can accept this shock?

The fifth uncle said in a trance, "Am I dreaming, right? Xiaoliu has become an evil ghost?"

"I feel like I'm dreaming too."

"I also…"

Finally, the patriarch pressed his eyebrows and said, "Liu, please explain to them."

So Bitzen didn't care whether the clansmen accepted it or not, she pondered for a while, and told the tragedy that happened in her previous life.

The expressions of everyone went from being in a dream at the beginning, dazed and dazed, to gradually serious later.

"I don't know why everything is going back to the present, but since it's all over again, there is a divine providence." Bitzen said, "Perhaps, this is a chance God gave Youzhou."

In the council hall, the people of the Xiling tribe whispered for a while, and Bitzen waited for the result of their discussion.

Believe it or not, Beaten doesn't really care.

No matter what the result is, she will still do what she wants to do, the only difference is whether she can get the support of her clan, making it more convenient for her to implement future plans.

However, all the people of the West Spirit Clan expressed their belief in her statement.

A clansman sighed: "I went out to practice in the early years. I heard that the demons are bound to win something in Youzhou. I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect that there were signs at that time."

"Yeah, if you think about it carefully, it's not impossible. The demons have become more and more eager to move in the past two years. It is very possible that they will attack Youzhou for the first time."

"By the way, Xiao Liu, how long will it take for the demons to attack the city?"

Beaten: "Three months and five days."

"Then the question is, what should the people in Youzhou do?"

The demon army has reached five million. Even if the imperial capital is dispatched in advance, I am afraid it will not be enough for the demon army to plug its teeth. Now it seems that it is the safest to transfer all the people.

The question is, so many people, how to transfer, where to transfer, and what reasons are used to let them transfer with their family and family?

The patriarch said: "Xiao Liu, tell me about your method."

Biten smiled slightly: "If the whole city of Youzhou is haunted, everyone should not dare to stay here."

"Even so, other continents will not rashly accept the people of Youzhou."

"I will go to the imperial capital to meet Your Majesty." Beaten smoothed a wrinkle on her sleeve and raised her eyes: "Let Your Majesty order the opening of the Sixteen Continents."