Lingjian Ghost Story: Fenglu Hanzhang

Lan Qi, the patriarch of the Shenling clan, really didn't survive the night. As the only son of the patriarch, Lan Qing changed into a white headband, and knelt in Lan Qi's mourning hall in filial piety, making his face even paler.He was terribly calm the whole time, without a whimper or a single tear.He is the next patriarch of the Shenling clan and the hope of the clan. Everyone can be vulnerable, but he cannot.

The mourning hall, which was originally terribly silent, suddenly broke into an unexpected guest!I saw a young man with wounds all over his body and blood all over his face staggering in. He threw a bloody thing in front of Lan Qi's spirit, which shocked the clansmen!The clansmen stepped forward to take a closer look, and exclaimed in disbelief: "God! Gosh! The head of the wolf king!"

Lan Qing didn't look at the terrifying head for too long, he turned around and walked towards the blood-stained boy, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you doing this?" But he still raised the corners of his mouth and showed an arrogant smile: "For you." After saying that, he couldn't stand anymore and passed out.

If Lu Yunqi still retains a little consciousness after fainting, then he will wake up happily, after all, he fell into Lan Qing's arms, and the blood on his body even stained his pure white filial piety.Lan Qing hugged Lu Yunqi's weak body helplessly, and sighed helplessly: "You are really..."

The clansmen were shocked to see Lu Yunqi collapsed so suddenly, and they were a little at a loss. After all, this young man was their benefactor.I don't know what his background is, but he fought against the wolf king alone, and successfully beheaded the wolf king!

Lan Qing hugged Lu Yunqi by the waist, and said to the clansmen: "You clean up the mourning hall, and I'll take care of him. By the way, bring some hot water to my room." After saying that, she hugged the unconscious Lu Yunqi back to his own room.

Lan Qing didn't dislike Lu Yunqi's body covered in dust and blood, and directly placed him on her spotless bed.He searched in his closet, fortunately, the two of them were of similar stature, so Lu Yunqi should be able to wear his own clothes.

"Patriarch, hot water has been brought to you." The clansman put down the hot water respectfully, waiting for Lan Qing's order.But Lan Qing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, step back." The clansman responded, walked out of the room and closed the door for Lan Qing.

Lan Qing carefully helped Lu Yunqi take off his tattered and blood-stained clothes.Immediately, he picked up the dagger on the desk and cut his wrist. The bright red blood fell into the hot water and soon passed out.Lan Qing simply bandaged the wound on his wrist, took another cloth towel and put it in the water, carefully soaked in the hot water mixed with his own blood, and then went to help Lu Yunqi wipe the wound.

Even though Lan Qing's movements were as gentle as possible, Lu Yunqi's wound was too deep. Even though he was still in a coma, he still groaned in pain when he wiped it, and beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead.Lu Yunqi seemed to be biting his lips tightly in pain, his pale lips, which had lost too much blood, were even bitten apart by himself.Seeing him like this, Lan Qing leaned over and licked the wound on his lip by accident, and whispered softly: "Hey, don't bite."

Lu Yunqi really relaxed his body and stopped biting his lips tightly. When Lan Qing wiped the wound for him, it seemed that the pain was gone, but the sweat on his forehead was still unstoppable.

Lan Qing wiped his whole body without touching the ground, tidied up, put on clean clothes for him, and covered him with her brocade quilt.But Lan Qing walked aside silently, took out a pair of scissors, and cut most of her waist-length black cloud-like hair without hesitation.He carefully collected these strands of hair and placed them on a porcelain plate. The silky strands of black hair turned into strands of ginseng whiskers in an instant.