Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

A new wound suddenly appeared on Zhang Qiling's palm, standing out starkly against the previously healed crisscrossing scars.

It resembles a ferocious little snake, baring its fangs and claws to display its presence!

Zhang Qiling, who was skillfully bandaging his wound, suddenly stopped.

Suddenly it dawned on me, and I felt a sense of foreboding.

"It's over!"

These two words floated like dark clouds above Zhang Qiling's forehead.

(′?д?`)

"I think I made a mistake just now and it was a bit too big. It'll probably take two days to heal."

"If Brother Xian comes to pick us up tomorrow, then we'll be exposed..." Xiao Guan thought heavily.

Our little clan leader, who could face zongzi without flinching and kill them one by one with a single cut, looked at his wound, which had stopped bleeding.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I felt particularly horrified and uncomfortable, and inexplicably a little guilty.

The wound grinned grotesquely, like a silent mouth.

Even though the bleeding stopped after a short while, the skin still looked out of place and was very glaring.

The skin around the wound has gradually lost its original color and begun to scab over, which means the Qilin bloodline's regenerative ability is outstanding! ↗

The pale, flesh-colored skin, tinged with blood, contrasted sharply with the surrounding skin and the crisscrossing scars.

It seemed to be mocking Weiwei's guilty conscience as she looked at Zhang Qiling.

"You secretly bled yourself out, not taking care of yourself. Now look what's happened, your brother is going to find out!"

Oh no! New friends will think you're a disobedient child and won't like you anymore!

(^～^;)ゞ

Xiao Zhang Qiling shook his head, banishing the annoying voice from his mind, and punched the little devil away!

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Wrap the wound in a bandage to prevent infection before it heals, and begin looking for remedies.

"I promised Brother Xian that I would be completely unharmed when we meet next time. If I don't keep my promise... that wouldn't be good."

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Zhang Qiling silently comforted himself, fully able to imagine Wei Wuxian seeing his beloved little brother.

Despite repeated orders and warnings, they still didn't return unscathed. How long will Zhang Qiling's ears suffer?

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Back when the meteorite in the Zhang family's territory hadn't been destroyed yet, Brother Xian, under "its" influence, slept for three days straight, waking up transformed into a Zu'an native.

Like a machine gun, it unleashed a barrage of eloquent insults upon all eighteen generations of "its" ancestors.

That loud greeting allowed Xiao Zhang Qiling to secretly learn quite a few "elegant greeting techniques."

My ears still hurt just thinking about it! ↘

Junior official: Where is my bottle cap?

If it were any other bump or bruise, even if he lost an arm or a leg, Wei Wuxian wouldn't react.

With the medical expertise of the Ghost Spirit Sect, anyone with a breath of life could be saved, and Wei Wuxian himself always adhered to this philosophy, recklessly causing trouble.

I just don't know when it started affecting my usually stern-faced younger brother, Zhang Qiling.

Excessive bleeding is the only red line; crossing it will cause them to explode! ↗

As for Wei Wuxian's reluctance to let Zhang Qiling bleed, it's just like Ling Wu and the others' fear that Wei Wuxian might commit suicide...

Wei Wuxian: I draw talismans by bleeding every day. How could I not know how much damage it does to my body?

At least I have some sense of what's going on, but this Zhang clan chief has absolutely no sense of it!

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. How many people are eyeing the blood of the little Qilin!

The thought of the minor official being arrested and experimented on for 20 years reminded Wei Wuxian of the three months he spent isolated and helpless in the Burial Mound.

Having seen the storyline with Little Dot, I'm determined to prevent this from happening!

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Wei Wuxian muttered: I'm not trying to be mean, but don't you know what your own health condition is like? Even a sieve is healthier than you, okay?

Blood isn't like tap water; you can't just cut it and expect it to flow out like it's free. Can't you be a little more careful?!

Making fewer cuts won't cause any delays! ...

Xiao Zhang Qiling: ...dared not utter a sound.

(?˙ー˙?)

Everyone in the Ghost Spirit Sect: What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!

Ah Xian now knows that every time we see you dancing wildly on the edge of danger...

As long as you don't get caught, you only report good news and not bad news. How frustrating is that?

And you're talking about that lowly official's brother? You don't even think much of yourself!

(??????????)

Wei Wuxian: I've already behaved myself, please let me go...

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Normally, for these minor and uninteresting wounds, Zhang Qiling would simply bandage them if he had the means.

Or just ignore him; you're used to being hurt, so you don't care about these little details anymore.

So Zhang Qiling searched his room thoroughly, making it steamy and bubbly.

I also have to thank the hardworking Xiaxia for covering all the dusty items with cloths.

Otherwise, all that cleaning they did these past two days in preparation for leaving would have been for nothing!

Finally, from a crack in the broken floorboards, they found a piece of wound medicine that had been covered in dust, mold, and dried out for who knows how long.

For the first time, Xiao Zhang Qiling felt disgusted with her simple, rough, barely surviving, and utterly unhappy quality of life.

The anxiety of being caught when the head of discipline comes to inspect, and you happen to have made a mistake, with no way to make amends and the imminent discovery of your error.

This prompted the minor official to knock on Black Glasses' door, seeking medical help to remedy the situation.

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