tit for tat

The brunette youth's light footsteps looked like he was doing a dance around the couch.

In the darkness of the night, only the moonlight penetrated, shedding a few strands of silver light.

Jiang Luo smile, he leaned down beside the evil spirit's head, the fragrance of his hair dyed a few points of charming with poison.

"Oh?" The Evil Ghost was calm, his shoes shaking, imploring, "How so?"

In fact, Jiang Luo was right.

All people have weaknesses, and Chi You is no exception.

It took him three days to get through the Ghost Mark's backlash, and after each Ghost Mark's backlash was over, Chi You had a period of weakness.

During this period of weakness, Chi You will hide in a quiet place, slowly waiting for her recovery.

During this time, Chi You will not be exposed to anyone, he hides his weaknesses so perfectly that no one can detect them.

--He should have done the same this time.

But the truth is that after the backlash was over, Chi You, when he resumed maneuvering his eyes to supervise all those worthy of his supervision, saw the dark-haired young man who was in his room.

Jiang Luo is deliberately luring him out.

Chi You knows this, but to his own surprise, he jumped at the chance, knowing Jiang Luo's intentions.

Until it is not fully recovered.

It's almost as if the evil spirits themselves can't believe it.

Jiang Luo stretched out his fingers and gently twisted a dead leaf that happened to fall on Chi You's chest, and almost laughed out loud, "Look, what's this, a dead leaf on you?"

You know, Chi You, the pervert, is a man who can't keep his shoes on the ground in the woods.

Jiang Luo rarified his voice again, "Chi You, you even have times when you become weak."

"It's been discovered."

The evil spirit sighed, not without regret.

"What a surprise ......" Jiang Luo straightened up, he interlocked his hands, the bones of both hands rattling, "Next, then, is my time."

*

The TV was turned on and the music channel was on demand.

The song that happened to be playing at that moment was a song with a sharp drum beat and intense bass.

Amidst the increasingly urgent music, the Evil Ghost was tortured again and again by the dark-haired youth using the same death-defying techniques. The vase was smashed, the sharp shards crashed down on the evil ghost, the evil ghost was clutched by his collar and pinned on top of the wall, the blood flowing from his mouth made the collar patchy and dirty, the black-haired youth tightened the rope wrapped around the evil ghost's neck and grunted, "How does it feel?"

The Evil Ghost tilted his head, his hair disheveled as he experienced real pain over and over again, the internal pain inside his body that had been infused with the talismanic water rolled over in intense pain, the veins of his neck showing as the Evil Ghost's voice whispered hoarsely, "Not bad at all."

"It hurts," he stifled a grunt and sighed, "You're so hard."

Jiang Luo smiled gently as he lowered his head and gently soothed, "Don't be afraid, there will be something more painful waiting for you next."

Extremely vindictive human beings retaliate the way they die in their dreams over and over again on the evil spirits.

Starting with the lightest pain, the level of death increases one at a time.

The evil spirit was thrown heavily to the floor.

His hands and feet were firmly entangled, and his pale, sickly face was already slightly reddened after many means. The Evil Ghost's always meticulous suit was in disarray, and he was in a sorry state, but the smile on his handsome, peerless face was becoming more and more insanely exaggerated.

Beads of sweat slid down Jiang Luo's face from his lower jaw and dripped onto the evil spirit's lips.

The evil spirit rolled the sweat inside his lips and whispered with a smirk, "The taste of hate."

In the next moment, the arm of the black-haired youth wrapped in the Si Snake had come heavily towards his abdomen.

The serpent struck hard on the body of the evil spirit, who tilted his head back, his slender form lying on the floor, more like a cowboy who had been maliciously toyed with by a guest.

Jiang Luo finally revealed an unimpeded smile after thinking so, "Chi You, did you not think that you still have this day?"

The music changed to the next song.

The heart-like prelude to the ensemble sounded, "flop, flop," and the evil spirit was dragged to the bathroom by Jiang Luo.

The evil spirit was in a sorry state, but his expression was one of idleness, and he looked out the window at the already faintly lit sky before realizing that the night had gone by just like that.

His hands, bound by the rope wrapped around the talisman, moved slightly, and the talisman burned one instantly.

Jiang Luo Yu Guang glimpsed, he sneered and pretended not to see.

Water gurgled in the bathroom.

The bathtub was so full of cold water that it overflowed, and the tiled floor was covered with a thin layer of water, "Tick, tick, tick, tick," the pattering sound of the water was like falling rain outside the window.

Jiang Luo puts the evil spirit in the bathtub, and the already full surface of the water instantly gushes out, wetting Jiang Luo's clothes in no time.

Jiang Luo looked at himself and gently patted the evil spirit's face, disgruntled, "Mr. Ji, you're wetting me all over again."

Chi You said slowly, "My pleasure."

Jiang Luo lifted Chi You's chin, pinched his nails into the flesh, and condescendingly said, "It looks like those lessons just now still haven't made you learn your lesson."

He shrugged and stood up, his wet clothes clinging to his body, half-concealing his perfectly proportioned form.

Yu Guang of the evil spirits swept over him.

The dark-haired youth frowned in disgust and gave Chi You a nonchalant look, "Stay here."

He turned to go out, intending to change his clothes.

Jiang Luo came to Chi You's dormitory with only one set of clothes. He could only find clean clothes in Chi You's closet, and he threw the new clothes on the bed and took off the dirty ones.

The blood stains on his dirty clothes stand out, and Jiang Luo's mouth lifts as he whistles in time with the music.

Tonight was awesome.

It was very cool, and tonight was one of the best nights he'd had since crossing over.

But it's not enough.

The evil spirit's body was undamaged, even though he was in mental agony, but it wasn't enough.

Eighteen ways to die, with a few of the most painful ones still missing without retaliation back.

Because Jiang Luo was tired of playing, he wanted to find other ways to make the ghosts more memorable.

Jiang Luo put on Chi You's shirt, hummed and buttoned it, and before he could put on his pants, there was a sudden and violent sound of water in the bathroom.

Jiang Luo sidelined his head and ran over barefoot to check.

He opened the bathroom door, but the evil spirit he had just placed in the bathtub was gone, leaving only the talisman floating on the surface of the water and the rope sinking under the water.

Jiang Luo raised an eyebrow as he turned around and rushed towards the outside, but as soon as he turned around, the back of his neck was cupped by a hand.

"Where to?"

Jiang Luo was turned around by the pinch of his neck, and the evil spirit bent down, the water dripping from his suit and smashing densely onto Jiang Luo's dry shirt.

"You changed my clothes," the evil spirit mingled with Jiang Luo's nostrils, "and used my things."

Chi You sniffs and smiles, "You can still smell it now ......"

The black-haired youth who was choked and controlled the back of his neck was as if he was chained, his eyes contained fire, and even the coldest ice could evaporate without a trace in his eyes.

The evil spirit inexplicably moved forward closer, his voice lowered a little, slightly hoarse, and he said ambiguously, "Did you have a good time tonight?"

"Happy as can be," Jiang Luo pulled his lips back in a fake smile, "It would be even better if I could make you experience death by asphyxiation one more time."

The evil spirit smiled tolerantly and favorably, "It's okay, I can experience this once with you."

After that, he pressed Jiang Luo and fell into the bathtub.

The water splashed violently in all directions.

Jiang Luo's head was forcefully pressed under the water, and the evil spirit pressed down on his body, like a huge stone that could not be shaken. Jiang Luo was completely unprepared for falling into the water, caught off guard, oxygen quickly missing from the lungs, bubbles gurgling out from underwater, such a feeling, just like he once drowned in a dream.

Chi You's bathtub, how the fuck is it so deep!

This is not in a dream, dead is really dead, Jiang Luo struggled violently, not admit defeat. When he was about to be suffocated, the hand on the back of his neck suddenly held Jiang Luo up, the water clattered, and Jiang Luo's lips were suddenly attached to another lips.

Jiang Luo was desperately drawing oxygen, but the lips that delivered it to him were incredibly teasing and slow. When Jiang Luo was eagerly asking for it, he deliberately used his tongue to trace the shape of Jiang Luo's lips in an unhurried manner, and when Jiang Luo regained his senses, he was once again pressed into the water.

...... fuck you!

Jiang Luo suddenly developed a monstrous anger.

He raised his foot and kicked violently, pressing the evil spirit hard into the water as well, and the water tumbled and surged as the black-haired youth abruptly broke through the water.

He stood up from the water expressionlessly and sat on the edge of the tub. When the evil spirit sat up from the water, he was greeted by a golden whip.

Chi You held this whip in time.

He was sitting in the bathtub facing Jiang Luo, his legs bent up at his sides, his flawless appearance broken as the water slid down the side of his face, adding a bit of sexiness. Chi You's face was much better than the sickly pale look from before, even the corners of his raised lips were tinted with a healthy aura.

Chi You rubbed the whip, his fingers burned by the golden secret incantation and emitting a burning mist, he looked at Jiang Luo, a flash in his eyes, and suddenly said something inexplicable, "It's almost dawn."

The dark-haired youth was soaked to the bone.

The edges of his shirt stuck to his thighs as Jiang Luo tugged on his whip, not caring one bit about how he looked at the moment; after all, he and Chi You were both in such a sorry state, so who was in a position to laugh at anyone?

The whip didn't come out, Jiang Luo tugged again, and Chi You let go of his own accord, and the whip fell to the water.

The smirk in Jiang Luo's eyes flickers and he takes the opportunity to fling the whip out again, this time managing to leave a charred whip mark on the evil spirit's neck.

After a successful strike, Jiang Luo left the bathroom in an instant and stood in the living room taunting, "What's the point of fighting in such a small place?"

Chi You to yourself, "You're right ......"

The Evil Ghost stood up and stepped out of the tub, the water on him instantly evaporating cleanly the moment his feet hit the ground.

The weakness from the ghost pattern backlash gradually faded from him.

The inside of Chi You's body felt like fire and ice. He closed his eyes, straightened his clothes and walked out unharmed. Dodging the oncoming talisman, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Luo.

One side is well-dressed while the other is disheveled.

Jiang Luo could not help but frown, not liking the contrast. But he suddenly remembered something and his face abruptly changed, touching his lips unsightly.

Chi You has come to disgust him again.

Oh.

Jiang Luo thought.

Would you rather disgust yourself, Chi You, than get back at him this way?

How.

More disgusting than anyone else?

Or is he just playing with Jiang Luo?

Jiang Luo sank his face and took a step back, but suddenly stepped on the TV remote control.

The TV playing music suddenly changed channels.

In the TV show, the man and woman are lying on the bed kissing fiercely, their voices are loud and their breathing is ragged.

The air in the murderous room stagnated slightly.