The handsome man in the entertainment industry

Now, it was at the end of the battle, his face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood was hanging from his lips, which was very shocking, only with a spirit of never giving up, was he able to hold on to the seal.

"Sister, come, this..."

Bai Yiming took out a pill from his small bag and pressed it to his sister's lips, "Eat it, it will last a little longer."

Bai Fengchu nodded, rolled the tip of her tongue, took the pill into her mouth, rolled her throat, and swallowed it directly.

In less than two breaths, when she lost consciousness, she felt as if she heard a louder, clearer, and closer thunderous rumbling than before.

Chapter 91, Nine, Past 15

When Zhou Han woke up, he felt a splitting headache, and his throat and chest were blocked. Before he could think about anything, he stumbled and threw himself under a tree, hugged the tree trunk and vomited.

"Ugh..."

He didn't have the strength to complain to himself until he vomited all the jaundice, "I always feel... I seem to be vomiting all the time recently, and the image of a handsome guy is completely lost..."

"How are you doing?"

A slender, thin and bony hand held a thermos cup and handed it to Zhou Han who was wiping his mouth with his sleeve. When he raised his head, he was facing Bai Yiming's face with a gentle smile, and his chest immediately felt relieved. The throat was unclogged, and he sat up straight with a "bao", staring nervously at the other person's eyes, for fear that his embarrassing and imageless appearance just now would arouse Bai Yiming's slightest disgust.

"I, what happened to me?"

Zhou Han took the thermos cup that Bai Yiming handed him, supported his still weak feet, staggered and followed him away from the small tree that he had spoiled enough, and asked as he walked, "How is the situation now? Miss Bai What about Xiao Xiao? Where are the others?"

"You were all knocked out by the yin energy in the tomb just now. You were the first one to wake up. Everyone else is still lying in the camp."

Bai Yiming raised his hand and pointed to the two small tents temporarily set up under the shade of trees more than ten meters away, and several large blankets spread beside them. Zhou Han saw that the blankets were full of people lying crookedly. The young men who came with them were all dressed up.

"In order to protect us just now, my sister set up a protective circle with a large area. Now she is exhausted and has fallen asleep. I'm afraid she won't be able to wake up for a while."

While talking, he turned his head and shrugged at Zhou Han with a wry smile.

"As for the descending tomb, Xiao Xiao has already broken through it alone, but he also consumed a lot of energy. He was exhausted when he came out of the tomb, and he is resting in the tent now."

"Great, I really deserve to be Xiao Xiao!"

Zhou Han patted his chest, turned his head and glanced at the ancient tomb that they had dug a passage in.

At this time, the surroundings of the tomb seemed to have been turned over by a sledge, and there were ravines and overturned floating soil everywhere. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Zhou Han actually saw a bit of ghostly aura that hadn't dissipated.

"By the way, Ah Ruan is okay, too?"

He also thought of his good brothers and friends who were separated from them, and quickly grabbed Bai Yiming's sleeve and asked: "I said before that our tomb is more dangerous, right? If Xiao Xiao can handle it alone, Then Ah Ruan and the others should be fine, right?"

"Well, the two masters and Ah Ruan's side have also been resolved."

Bai Yiming turned his head and smiled slightly at Zhou Han. The two siblings of the Bai family had identical eyes with deep contours and pupils that were as black as ink, which looked particularly alluring at such a close distance.

Zhou Han was caught off guard by a severe "shock", his face immediately turned red, and his heartbeat soared to [-], he couldn't help covering his chest, and sighed, no wonder the director likes to draw close-ups of this man when he is making movies Well, these eyes alone are too lethal.

Probably because Zhou Han's blushing and heartbeating reaction was too obvious, Bai Yiming could see through the thoughts of this young man who was a full dozen years younger than him, there was a gleam in his eyes, but He didn't say anything, just smiled at Zhou Han again, found an open space by the side of the camp that was full of people and sat down, patted the seat beside him, and signaled him to sit down too.

Zhou Han quickly grasped his pounding heart, and sat next to Bai Yiming.

He didn't dare to get too close, so he stood upright like a tree stump, with his long arms and legs shrunk awkwardly in front of him, similar to the classic shy and shy expression of high school girls when they have a crush on a male god.

... He must have known, Mr. Bai is so smart, he must have noticed ...

Holding the thermos cup that Bai Yiming personally handed him, Zhou Han's mind was in chaos, replaying the two people's not so much getting along like a revolving door.

From the overly enthusiastic attitude when I greeted him for the first time, all the way back to the ambiguous feelings that arose secretly at some point, to the completely uncontrollable unreasonable thoughts these days, I just feel that every frame of the picture Can pick out some sweet sugar.

...Should I, should I confess my love?But this time and place is really not romantic at all... But, what exactly is Mr. Bai thinking? ... Seeing that he doesn't seem to be very repulsive, then... is it possible for him to accept my confession? ...

While he was trapped in the memories that he couldn't extricate himself from, he devoted three parts of his energy to pondering these urgent and critical issues for him.

"The tea is getting cold, don't you want to try it?"

Just when Zhou Han's heart was pumping water like fifteen buckets, Bai Yiming's gentle and magnetic voice interrupted his wild thoughts.

He pointed to the thermos cup that Zhou Han was still holding in his hand foolishly without even unscrewing the lid, with an obvious smile in his tone.

"I made cooked pudding for you with my own hands, and there are some medicinal herbs for calming the nerves and strengthening the body!"

When Zhou Han heard this, his whole body trembled, and the three souls and seven souls who had already wandered out of the sky immediately returned to their places, using both hands, and unscrewed the lid of the cup very eagerly, regardless of whether the tea was still hot, let alone tasted it. What kind of fragrance is bitter and sweet, and the first taste aftertaste is sweet, just Gululu raised his head and gulped it all down in one breath.

&&&&&&&&&

Because of a heavy rain that just fell, the dark tomb passage was wet and muddy, and the air was filled with the peculiar muddy smell of rainwater passing through the soil layer, as well as the rotten smell of moss and mold overgrowth.

Xiao Xiao was crawling in the wet tomb passage, a snow-white fox fell by his feet, but at this moment, the blood from the corners of its mouth had gradually solidified, and after dying for a long time, it turned into a mass of white fur that gradually cooled .Xiao Xiao only felt pain all over his body. After swallowing the relic bone, the excessively surging meritorious force from the ancestors filled his dantian, and then flowed along his meridians to his internal organs, making him feel I am like a paper bag that has been blown up, and it may be stretched to the point of bursting at any time.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, and looked at another person a few steps away from the corner of his eyes by the burning charm in the tomb passage.

That was his senior brother Xiao Ning.

It's just that the person's descriptive behavior is no longer the Xiao Ning he is familiar with.

The handsome and unrestrained senior who took care of his daily life, taught him spells and Taoism, held his little hand for the Lantern Festival, and made delicious glutinous rice cakes for him, looks better than when he was driven down the mountain by his master five years ago. A full 30 years old, lame and one-eyed, with white hair, the only remaining eye is shining brightly, with the madness he has ever seen.

"Hehehe..."

Xiao Ning covered his arm that was completely charred by the soul of Hong Luan, supported the lame leg with difficulty, and moved a few steps towards Xiao Xiao.

Even though he looked like an old man, his old and ugly face was still the same as when he was young, with his signature soft smile.

"Don't think that this is the end..."

As he spoke, he stretched out the only remaining skinny hand, first touched his junior brother's face, then moved his fingertips across Xiao Xiao's eyebrows which were unconsciously frowned because of the pain, and gently rubbed away the obvious bruises. wrinkled.

"...Before I came here, I had thought about it a long time ago... The fate of our two brothers is not over, there will be a day..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, and his lips were so close that they almost touched the brows of his junior brother who had just been rubbed away by him. His voice was hoarse but clearly transmitted to Xiao Xiao's ears.

"...One day, we will meet again."

"... Xiao... Xiao Xiao."

There was a rhythmic indistinct slap on the cheeks and shoulders, Xiao Xiao finally opened his eyes, his vision was as if separated by a layer of frosted glass, inexplicably a little hazy, but the surrounding light was bright, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of mountains and forests. The refreshing breath is not at all as dark and damp as in the tomb passage.

"Ah, Yiming, it's you."

Xiao Xiao raised her hand to wipe away the tears that overflowed from her eyes at an unknown time, and wanted to turn over and sit up, but this movement was far more difficult than imagined. She supported herself twice, but she still fell back into the blanket on her back.

"How is it, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Bai Yiming saw Xiao Xiao thumping twice but didn't sit up, so he simply bent down, helped him up, and put a pillow behind his back to make him sit more comfortably.

"Well, I worked too hard at the beginning and burned Hong Luan to the ground. I'm afraid I won't be able to get together again in three or two years. Moreover, I really have no strength now..."

Xiao Xiao clutched her aching chest, feeling the Hongluan's soul power that was usually entrenched in the sea of ​​consciousness, but at this time it was so weak that she could hardly feel it, raised her hand, and snapped her fingers unwillingly, but only wiped out a wisp of blue Smoke, not even a cluster of small flames emerged.