Save the tragic villain in progress!

After Baili Duyue spoke, he turned his head, and obediently maintained that forward posture, motionless, waiting for Sang Feiwan to kiss him.The thin red ear tips couldn't help trembling in the air for a moment, like a cat, but quickly returned to silence.

"..."

Sang Feiwan didn't expect Baili Duyue to do such a thing, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.He slowly closed the drawing book in his hand, then lightly threw it aside, put his hands on Baili Duyue's side, and asked with a half-smile, "What did the city lord just say?"

Baili Duyue was dissatisfied when he heard the words and glanced at Sang Feiwan, wondering if this person is deaf. He couldn't hear what he said so clearly just now, so he raised his finger and pointed to his ear: "My city lord wants you to kiss me, don't hurry up!" come over."

Sang Feiwan didn't move, but there was a subtle itch in his heart.

And Baili Duyue waited quietly for a long time, but did not see Sang Feiwan making any moves, thinking that the other party was ungrateful.He frowned and looked at Sang Feiwan, about to get angry, but in the next second, his ears were suddenly covered with warmth, and he was bitten gently.

It's itchy, it hurts, the itching is more than the pain, and even half of the shoulder is numb.

"!!"

Baili Duyue couldn't help being a little surprised, his pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his ears.When he looked up, he saw Sang Feiwan looking at him and smiling, his eyes were deep, there was a joke that couldn't be hidden, and when he curled his lips, it made people blush and heartbeat.

Baili Duyue frowned, seeming to be a little angry: "Bastard, who allowed you to bite me!"

Sang Feiwan couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the words, his chest trembled, and asked deliberately: "But I just want to bite, does the city lord allow it?"

Baili Duyue glared at him: "Even if the city lord doesn't allow it, you have already bitten it. Why do you ask this?"

This personality is violent.

Sang Feiwan didn't answer, but put his hands on his side, leaned over and stared at him, and said without emotion: "But Feiwan hasn't calmed down yet, what should I do?"

Baili Duyue paused after hearing the words, and unconsciously touched her earlobe, feeling a little curious about the strange touch just now.He thought for a moment, and finally turned his head very generously, and took the initiative to put his ear in front of Sang Feiwan: "Then let you kiss again."

Sang Feiwan leaned slightly, but this time she didn't kiss the ear again, instead, without warning, she held Baili Duyue's cool lips, with the tip of her tongue nimble, and swam in like a snake.

Baili Duyue snorted and was forced to open his mouth.But he would enjoy it quite a bit, without any twitching, he naturally wrapped his arms around Sang Feiwan's neck, responding every now and then.The end of his eyes narrowed lazily, and his voice was drawn out, with a bit of hoarse magnetism: "Sang Feiwan..."

He didn't know what to say, probably just called him by his name.

The feet hanging by the table swayed slightly, looking quite happy.

After a long time, the kiss finally stopped.Their lips parted slowly, and the fresh air poured in, which inevitably felt like a new life.

Baili Duyue was a little dizzy from being kissed, and finally regained consciousness, but saw Sang Feiwan walked to the easel again at some point, and looked at the picture book by himself.

"What's so good about this kind of thing?"

With a wave of Baili Duyue's sleeve robe, all the papers on the table were scattered, leaving a large space.He propped his head on his side, and slumped on the table lazily. He was dressed in bright red, his hair was frosty white, and his expression had a kind of evil beauty: "Sang Feiwan, is there only so much love and joy in the world you're talking about?"

He seemed to be tempting Sang Feiwan to do something.

Sang Feiwan smiled: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book."

Baili Duyue was ridiculed when he heard the words: "Beauty? Gold? You should find one and show it to the city lord. Where is the gold in the book? It's just that those poor scholars deliberately fooled you."

Hearing this, Sang Feiwan looked slowly around the easel, and finally landed on the purple-gold wooden box on the top, and asked casually, "What's in that box? Could it be that there is some treasure hidden?"

Baili Duyue looked in the direction he pointed, but saw it was a beautifully carved box, and paused for a moment.He slowly sat up straight, with one leg hanging down, and the other bent knee stepped on the edge of the table, and asked with a half-smile, "Why, do you want to see it?"

The tone was so malicious.

Sang Feiwan smiled: "You can see it or not, why, what hidden treasure is hidden inside?"

Baili Duyue seemed to tease him on purpose, her voice was dark and cool, like a poisonous snake with cold scales slowly crawling across the skin, and said with a smile, "Guess?"

When Sang Feiwan heard the words, he suddenly frowned unexpectedly, threw the sheet music in his hand on the ground with a snap, and turned his back to him: "It's fine if the city lord doesn't want to show it to Feiwan, why bother to ask so many questions, isn't Feiwan coveting the treasure of the city lord?"

here we go again……

You managed to coax me just now, why are you angry again?

Baili Duyue's eyelids twitched, her temples were already hurting, but before she could speak, Sang Feiwan frowned and said:

"Feiwan is just an ordinary person, and his lifespan can be as short as dozens of years, and as long as a hundred years. Even if the city lord has any magic weapon from the fairy family, Feiwan can't use it. Since the city lord doesn't want to show it to me, I just don't want to. Why bother?" Secretly..."

After he finished speaking, he leaned over to pick up the sheet music that fell on the ground, and put it back on the shelf.Baili Duyue subconsciously reached out to tug at his sleeve, but Sang Feiwan pulled it back with a whoosh, which was in vain.

The other party's meaning is very clear: don't touch me.

hiss……

Really annoying.

Baili Duyue scratched her hair irritably in a place where Sang Feiwan couldn't see, already wanting to smash something.Seeing that Sang Feiwan didn't say a word, he frowned, and finally took a palm shot from the air, and directly took down the thousand-year-old purple-gold wooden box from a high place.

The wooden box was a rectangle, and it held a lot of weight in the hand, and it was heavy to the naked eye.Baili Duyue glanced at the thick and simple black lock on it, raised his hand and pinched the formula, and whispered a spell, and only heard a click, and the black lock on it fell off by itself.

Sang Feiwan followed the sound subconsciously, but saw Baili Duyue staring at her, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Don't you want to see what's inside, open it yourself."

Sang Feiwan didn't move, wondering if there might be something more terrifying hidden inside, human bones?Human skin?Hidden weapon?But in the end, curiosity prevailed, and he hesitated to open the wooden box——

There is a picture scroll quietly inside.

Sang Feiwan was slightly surprised: "Why is it a painting?"

Baili Duyue twirled a strand of silver hair on her shoulders with her fingertips, caressed lightly once in a while, and asked with pursed lips, "Otherwise what do you think it is?"

Sang Feiwan: "Can you open this painting?"

Baili Duyue looked away indifferently: "You can burn it if you want, it's just a useless thing."

Sang Feiwan always feels that the other party doesn't care as much as they seem on the surface.Hearing this, he took out the scroll from the box and unfolded it slowly, but saw a beautiful woman in a blue shirt painted on it, who had the same frost-white hair as Baili Duyue.However, his expression was distant and melancholy, as if there were thousands of unspeakable melancholy.

There is an inscription at the bottom of the scroll, but it is not the author's name, it seems to be the name of the woman in the painting: Qian Jiangyue.

Sang Feiwan noticed something keenly. He looked at Baili Duyue, then looked down at the woman in the painting, and finally said: "Is it your mother?"

The meaning of Baili Duyue's smile was unclear, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in his eyes, which made it hard to see: "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

Sang Feiwan said: "It's quite similar to you."

Baili Duyue: "You don't want to ask where she is?"

Sang Feiwan only heard that a few decades ago, the heavens were out of balance, the extremely yin land was cracked and spirits were released, and countless monster soldiers' cultivation levels skyrocketed, their spiritual wisdom was enlightened, and they began to invade the cloud realm wantonly.The emperor led many masters of the Tianyan realm to fight, and fought bloody battles in the Ruins of No Return for several months, and finally repelled the demon soldiers, but suffered heavy losses.

And Baili Qingdu, the previous city lord of the Northern Territory, fell because of the damage to his alchemy in the Battle of Buguixu, his body died and his dao disappeared.As for the wife of the city lord, there is no news, never heard a word.

Sang Feiwan instinctively sensed that there must be something hidden behind this incident, and it probably wasn't a pleasant memory for Baili Duyue.After thinking for a moment, he still shook his head: "I don't want to know."

After he finished speaking, he put the painting away and was about to put it into the box, but Baili Duyue suddenly made a trick with his fingertips, and the scroll ignited a dazzling flame out of thin air, and began to burn rapidly, scorching hot .

Seeing this, Sang Feiwan's pupils shrank, instinctively threw the painting on the ground, and immediately realized that he wanted to put out the fire, but before he could do it, Baili Duyue grabbed his arm: "What are you doing?"

Sang Feiwan pulled out her hand: "Of course it's to put out the fire!"

Seeing this, Baili Duyue couldn't help laughing, her body trembling all the time.He lay limply on his side on the table, seeing the fire getting stronger, his eyes became more and more interested: "The painting belongs to my city lord, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Sang Feiwan thought that of course he was in a hurry, this evil personality patted his butt after burning the painting and left, what if the other personality came back later, what would happen if someone burned his own mother!

Sang Feiwan looked around, and finally found half a cup of tea on the table, picked it up and poured it on the burning scroll.There was only a piercing sound, and the flame finally gradually extinguished, but the scroll had already been destroyed, leaving only scorched black.

Sang Feiwan was dumbfounded on the spot.

Seeing this, Baili Duyue couldn't help laughing even more happily, almost fell off the table, and said sarcastic words aside: "Tsk, it seems that you didn't put out the fire in time."

Sang Feiwan's temples had already started to hurt, and he subconsciously looked at Baili Duyue: "Do you have a way to recover?"

Baili Duyue's posture was lazy: "Yes, please beg me."

"..."

Sang Feiwan didn't ask him for it. Since the other party tried to burn the painting, it means that he didn't intend to restore it at all, and the begging was in vain.He leaned over to pick up the painting, and then wiped off the water marks on it with a handkerchief. Seeing that it had been burnt to pieces, he could only make do with it and put it into the box, and locked it again with the black lock.

Baili Duyue pursed his lips and sneered, "You are deceiving yourself and others."

Sang Feiwan thought it would be fine if he couldn't see it, so he handed the box to Baili Duyue: "Put it on."

Baili Duyue raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Are you ordering the Lord of this city?"

Sang Feiwan looked at him when he heard the words, and smiled: "Those who can do more work, don't the city lords know?"

After saying this, he leaned over and pecked Baili Duyue lightly, his lips were slightly cool, and his voice was low: "Hey, put it on."