Konina's cabin.

"...The above is all your dark history." Qian Ai took the thermos handed over by Kuang Jinxin and drank the warm tea inside. After talking for a long time, his throat finally relieved. Finally, he gave his teammates, reminding him, "You can put some wolfberry next time."

Chi Yingxue frowned slightly: "Did I really push Xiaokuan down?"

"No, you and I died together." Kuang Jinxin put the thermos back into his backpack and corrected the way.

Chi Yingxue's disagreement became deeper. After a while, she nodded with a sigh: "It's the style of the King of Hell."

"Don't think that a word is over if you don't remember," Qian Ai must remind this teammate, "You and the King of Hell are now equivalent to using an account. If he kills people, you will still be famous."

Qian Ai didn't understand dual personality, so he decided that people should be responsible for what they had done. At least, he had to let Chi Yingxue know what he had done. If he joined the team with no psychological burden, Kuang Jinxin had a good personality and could tolerate it, he would not be able to see it.

"I apologize to you for the King of Hell." Chi Yingxue looked at Kuang Jinxin, calm down and said seriously.

Kuang Jinxin and Qian Ai had different ideas, and he didn't know why. Naturally, he could separate the King of Hell and Chi Yingxue as two people: "It has nothing to do with you."

Chi Yingxue thought this was an angry word, but after looking at it, she found that Kuang Jinxin was not angry or resentful in her eyes. On the contrary, she had an insecure doubt.

Along the way, this kind of question mark flashed in his eyes.

It’s rare, Chi Yingxue felt a little curious: “Do you want to ask something?”

Kuang Jinxin had a lot to ask, but when he happened to talk about the Ferris wheel, he asked this: "Why did the King of Hell jump with me, do you know?"

Chi Yingxue paused, something flashed in her eyes, too fast to see clearly.

"I don't know," he smiled, helplessly, "The King of Hell's character has never been stable, and no one knows what he is thinking in his mind."

"I don't even know?" Qian Ai didn't expect it.

Chi Yingxue sighed softly: "I only know that no matter how well he is in, the team will be ruined by him whenever he comes out."

"It's a must, who dares to want something like him." Qian Ai felt relieved to find a confidant, but when he thought that the one who complained was his confidant himself, and then his confidant followed suit, a hint of strangeness emerged from the confidant.

"You... hate the King of Hell?" Kuang Jinxin asked softly, always worried that the sound was too loud, so the King of Hell heard it.

Chi Yingxue looked at him quietly for a while, suddenly raised her hand, gently stroked his cheek, gently stroked his eyebrows with her thumb, and murmured: "If you always want to compete with another person for the right to survive, would you like him?"

Kuang Jinxin was stationary. He didn't move, and even forgot to breathe.

He suddenly felt that Chi Yingxue was not looking at herself, but the reflection of another Chi Yingxue in her pupils.

"What are you doing?" Qian Ai knocked Chi Yingxue off his hand and pulled Kuang Jinxin over. His face was wrinkled so that his facial features were very united. "If you have something to say something, you're disgusting, what should I touch!"

Chi Yingxue looked at her hands that were suddenly red, and her eyes suddenly became a little dazed, as if she had lost her soul.

"Damn, I'll hit you, don't be so good at acting..." The sudden silence made Qian Ai a little furious.

Chi Yingxue suddenly clicked on the flower list and tilted her head to look at it for a few seconds.

Then, he slowly raised his eyes, slid his eyes over him, and fell on Kuang Jinxin's face next to him.

"Also... Jin Xin?" His tone was extremely light, his tail sounded slightly, and he was faintly seductive.

Qian Ai swallowed his saliva, took Kuang Jinxin and rubbed it backwards: "If you pretend to be so terrible, I will kick people just--"

Chi Yingxue bent her mouth and a hint of naughty flashed in her eyes, as if a child had thought of some proud prank.

"Xiao Si Jin." He happily announced Kuang Jinxin's new name, without any intention of asking for advice from this idea.

Kuang Jinxin looked at him blankly. Compared to getting a nickname, he cared more about Chi Yingxue. He always felt that the person in front of him was different.

"Are you... the King of Hell?" he asked cautiously.

For a moment, Chi Yingxue's smile froze in her eyes.

The next moment, several emotions suddenly surged in their beautiful eyes, such as pleasure, anger, doubt, and understanding, were all irrelevant, and they were mixed together simply and roughly, intertwined into a psychedelic color.

"Get out--" Chi Yingxue suddenly screamed, and the eyebrows were covered with clouds.

No one can tell whether this is yelling for outsiders or yelling for another self in the body.

Anyway, Qian Ai directly pulled Kuang Jinxin up and turned into "Rampage Lightning Money", and rushed to the corner of the house. If the crack of the wall was wide enough, he could stuff it in.

"Is this the fuck going to transform..." Qian Ai suddenly missed the evil spirit at this moment. At least the evil spirit had clear goals and direct means. The small fire light she brought could dispel the darkness!

Chi Yingxue stood up, looking around like a trapped beast, looking at it with anxiety, but her eyes were full of sinisterness.

"The wardrobe," he felt extremely tugging with the power inside his body, his voice terrifyingly heavy, "Is there a wardrobe?"

"Upstairs bedroom!" Now he wants gold bars, Qian Ai can smel him.

Chi Yingxue rushed upstairs in one step.

Soon, there was a messy movement from above, and then, a "bang" sounded like a "bang" that was suspected to be closed on the wardrobe door.

The world is quiet.

Qian Ai held Kuang Jinxin in front of his chest, and for a long time, his arms were not relaxed.

Kuang Jinxin struggled and raised his head and asked, "Do you want to protect me, or are you afraid? You have to hold something to have a clear idea?"

Qian Ai: "…"

After letting go of his teammates angrily, Qian Ai skipped the question and issued a ban directly: "In the future, you are not allowed to get close to Chi Yingxue within one meter of the radius!"

Kuang Jinxin knew that Qian Ai was worried, but he was still a little embarrassed: "Where is the time of fighting?"

"Not even more," Qian Ai said without hesitation, "At that time, let the opponent go to his side, and promise to scare one to death, two to scare the other to a pair of them."

Kuang Jinxin thought about the scene and was amused: "If the King of Hell knew that you thought of him so much, he would definitely be angry."

Qian Ai digested it for a while before following Kuang Jinxin's idea of ​​"Chi Yingxue, the King of Hell will naturally separate". He was curious about his conclusion: "Chi Yingxue will not be angry?"

"He doesn't," said Kuang Jinxin, after he thought about it, and shook his head, "He doesn't care about these."

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs.

Qian Ai stood in front of Kuang Jinxin, fully on guard.

Chi Yingxue walked down slowly, her face was not very good, her lips were a little white, but she had calmed down. Seeing their alert expressions, she smiled ashamedly, and half apologized and half an explanation: "I just said too many bad things about him, so I was unhappy."

"Can he hear us?" Qian Ai was shocked and forgot to pursue the scared thing just now, and his desire for knowledge was once again online.

Chi Yingxue nodded slightly: "As long as he wants, he can."

Kuang Jinxin asked: "Then what, do you remember?"

Chi Yingxue looked at him leisurely, as if she knew what he was going to ask: "Yes. But if you change it, if you change it, I will be dormant, I will not hear or see it, and of course I will not remember it."

The thoughts were seen through did not make Kuang Jinxin uncomfortable. He asked seriously: "Why?"

Chi Yingxue shrugged: "He is more domineering than me."

Kuang Jinxin said: "But you are the master's personality."

"It is precisely because of the cowardly personality of the master, escaping and fearing to face pain that he has a secondary personality." Chi Yingxue smiled, but his eyes were cold, "The master personality is the most useless."

"The mushroom soup is ready-" Konina came enthusiastically with the same pot as yesterday.

Qian Aila and Kuang Jinxin took a big step back. Just smelling the smell, he seemed to see a villain dancing in the white heat coming out of the pot.

Chi Yingxue was popularized by her new teammates about the story of mushroom soup. She did not have the interest in trying out the dangers. She helped Konina put the soup down, and then said gently: "Let's do it yourself, you can go there else."

Konina insisted: "I'll help you."

Chi Yingxue didn't care. Seeing that she was persistent, she went with her.

After serving the soup, Konina turned around and returned to the kitchen.

The fragrance filled the living room, which was a huge test for Qian Ai. Fortunately, he was prepared and took out a very small glass bottle from his pocket, and the liquid inside was green and transparent.

The brain-waking artifact - Fengyou Jing.

The small green bottle is in your hands, and the color, fragrance and smell are gone. Smell it under your nose to remove poison and be energetic.

When Qian was intoxicated by the fragrance of wind oil essence, Kuang Jinxin noticed the blood on Chi Yingxue's cuffs.

It wasn't there when I just ran upstairs.

"What method did you use to stop him?" Kuang Jinxin was sure that the person in front of him was Chi Yingxue. Naturally, the King of Hell, who had only come out for a moment, was driven back again.

Chi Yingxue was frowning because of the smell of Feng Oil Essence. Hearing this, he felt a moment of loss of consciousness.

"Are he afraid of the wardrobe?" Kuang Jinxin asked more specifically.

"No," Chi Yingxue raised her head and said with a little funny look, "He is afraid of the dark."

"Afraid of the dark?" Kuang Jinxin never expected that this was the answer, muttering to himself, "It looks like a child."

"Baby kid," Chi Yingxue was like a tortured adult, advising the young man who had never suffered, "You won't like it."

Kuang Jinxin suddenly calmed down and looked at his cuffs.

Chi Yingxue followed his gaze and saw the red stained there.

After a while of silence, he pulled up his sleeves and a new wound appeared on the inside of his forearm, as if he had been scratched with a nail or something less sharp, and the wound was rough.

"Hei is for him, and pain is for me," Chi Yingxue raised her eyes, looked over gently, and smiled gently, "This is my method."

Kuang Jinxin has no problem, so he sits back to the corner of the wall with peace of mind.

Qian Ai smelled the wind oil essence and listened to these strange conversations, barely quiet in his irritability.
To be continued...