Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Chapter 141 Compromise from Beauty

The gold chains collided and jingled, and Yu Ji held Wu Tang's hand in his palm at some point, and a sticky and slippery feeling came from between his fingers, and the pinched phalanges hurt, making him shudder.

"You have softened your heart." Yu Ji's eyelashes drooped slightly, condescending as if looking at the prey in his palm.

Wu Tang noticed that there were runes on the chain, which were not driven by spiritual energy, but rather like a natural object, which could not be pulled apart or cut continuously.

He didn't expect that Yu Ji still had the strength to do this at this time, and he thought that what he did just now was just to trick him over. He even laughed at Yu Ji's trust in him, but he didn't expect that it was himself who was stupid.

Yu Ji's performance was too calm, he didn't look like someone whose life was in danger and should show weakness and beg for mercy.

Wu Tang couldn't help wondering whether he had made a mistake in his judgment, that his heart was not the gate of fate, and even wondered whether he was really flustered by the lingering prestige of danger, so that he couldn't tell what he meant by his ease at this time. The breath was mixed, not to mention the sword was still in Yu Ji's hand.

He wished he could sacrifice all the magic weapons in his body, but he didn't want Yu Ji to say calmly in the next moment, "You want to leave with your junior brother?"

Yu Ji held Wu Tang's hand and interlocked his ten fingers and shook it gently, the unfinished words were obvious.

Yu Ji shoved the hilt of the sword into his hand, this action made Wu Tang even more puzzled.

"Either take me with you..." Yu Ji paused for a moment, "or cut off my arm."

Yu Ji exhaled like blue, and caressed Wu Tang's face with his blood-stained hand, like some cold shadow crawled over, causing a shiver.

It is clearly a man, but at this moment it is almost drawn by the painter with the most flirtatious pen and ink.

These words shocked Wu Tang, even though he claimed to be infatuated with the former Yu Ji.But it is also impossible that after being stabbed by him with a sword, he could still lean forward with a smile on his face, and even say such words.

He clearly saw that when Yu Ji said the second half of the sentence, when he took his hand and put the sword on his wrist, there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

He would rather believe that there are countless tortures waiting for him behind Yu Ji, just like he had imagined countless times.

"Or..." Yu Ji sat up slowly as he spoke, and pulled Wu Tang, who was stiff and sluggish, into his arms, as if he was manipulating a puppet who was walking in step—the long sword was pointed at Wen Yanke, "Kill him, and save him." choose."

After speaking, Yu Ji lowered his eyes and asked, "How?" It seemed that he was really waiting for Wu Tang's reaction.

The blood on Wu Tang's face was congealed into a scab, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. He just held his head up to see every change in Yu Ji's expression. At that moment, he thought he saw a monster crawling out of the abyss.

Even if Yu Ji said such words, it did not damage his appearance in the slightest.On the contrary, it is even more soul-stirring because of the combination of pale sickness and fierce blood.

Perhaps it was his reaction of ignoring others' attention, and even ignoring himself, that caused Wu Tang to break out in cold sweats on his back, but his body seemed to be hot, making him dizzy.

He clearly should hate it, but he forced himself to calm down for two rounds, and tasted all kinds of feelings in his heart, but he couldn't produce this kind of emotion.

Wu Tang found the reason for himself, maybe it was because Yu Ji didn't pay attention to him in the past, but now Yu Ji made no secret of his desire for him.

Even if it was because of his obsession, it still caused Wu Tang to tremble from the bottom of his heart. It couldn't be said whether it was the instinctive response of being coveted or the response of his long-cherished wish.

Wu Tang could sense that Yu Ji's wound behind him had healed, and he became more and more aware that his cultivation was unfathomable. At this time, it was really dangerous for him to be with his junior brother who was seriously injured and unconscious. The latter option of cutting off his arm was known without even thinking about it. It must be a trap.

At this time, Wu Tang even suspected that from leaving him alone at the beginning to discovering that the battle between Yu Ji and his junior was a trap, perhaps the only miscalculation of Yu Ji who was insane was that he would really stab him with a sword.

Although he was not reconciled to getting such a futile result in exchange for his junior brother being seriously injured, he really had no other choice at this time.

Wu Tang was silent for a while, finally gritted his teeth and said: "If you let him go, I will stay."

"There is no such option." Unexpectedly, Yu Ji rested his chin on Wu Tang's shoulder and said softly.

Wu Tang was a little anxious, and it was reasonable for Yu Ji to refuse, after all, in his opinion, he was a heartless person and a vixen, but his junior brother failed to save him and was killed, and he was really wronged, and he himself had nowhere to reason.

As soon as Wu Tang was in a hurry, the emotion was reflected on his face.

Yu Ji was silent for a moment, then said: "Forget it, it's okay to let him go."

When Wu Tang was overjoyed, he saw Yu Ji summoning a puppet. The puppet came silently, as if it had come out of the ground. He carried Wen Yanke on his back and was about to leave. Most of the elixir, and make sure that the puppet sends the younger brother to a safe place before rest assured.

A few days after that, Yu Ji repaired the formation and concealed the chain between their wrists.But Wu Tang faintly sensed that the chain was still there, but he couldn't see it.

Unexpectedly, he never saw Yu Ji again.

During the day, Yu Ji didn't know where he went. At night, after Wu Tang fell asleep, he could feel someone was beside him, but when he woke up the next day, no one was there.