The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Ling Duan followed Zhang Qishan down, and the more he walked, the more uneasy Ling Duan felt. The faint sound of singing in the distance came into his ears. He was very keen from the beginning, and he could never have misheard this kind of special attention.

He could hear it, but he couldn't feel it. In all likelihood, someone in front had deliberately set up a magic circle to isolate his consciousness.

This place can cause the ring of heaven and earth to vibrate, and other cultivators deliberately set up magic circles to isolate the spiritual consciousness to cover up the real situation, saying that there is no treasure hidden under the mine, and he does not believe that Lingduan was killed.

"Buddha, listen, the sound of singing seems to be over there." Ling Duan's compass had already warned him that there seemed to be something dangerous near the wall. In order to prevent Zhang Qishan from going deep, Ling Duan could only pretend not to know, and touched something by the wall.

A group of fluorescent moths suddenly surrounded Lingduan from all directions. Even though Lingduan had been prepared, he was still so disgusted that he almost summoned a spiritual shield out of instinct. Thanks to Zhang Qishan's quick response, he continued to attack Several shots were fired around Lingduan, which scattered many moths and awakened Lingduan by the way.

"Adjutant, take Eighth Master away." Zhang Qishan lit a torch and ran to Lingduan, waving it non-stop, to disperse the moths for him.

Ling Duan turned his head to see Zhang Qishan anxiously protecting him, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. "Baby, I have plenty. You have only one life. When I am capable enough, I won't stop you wherever you go."

Ling Duan silently promised Zhang Qishan a few words in his heart, and then staggered out following the strength of the adjutant pulling him.

After waiting outside for a few minutes, Ling Duan leaned against the wall to pant on the surface, but actually kept paying attention to the situation inside through his spiritual consciousness.

The door in front of him was knocked open, and Zhang Qishan fell down on the steps in a panic, which gave Ling Duan a strong shock.

Ling Duan rushed over to help Zhang Qishan, not caring about hiding his strength, and frantically poured spiritual power into Zhang Qishan's body. His condition did not look good, he seemed to be poisoned, time was running out and Ling Duan had no antidote on hand , can only use stupid methods to continuously inject spiritual power into his body to protect his heart.

"Buddha, what's wrong with you?" The adjutant supported Zhang Qishan on the other side, still trying to wake Zhang Qishan up.

"Leave here first." Ling Duan blamed himself a little. He didn't expect those moths to be poisonous. His original intention was to frighten Zhang Qishan away, not to explore further so as to touch the taboo of a cultivator and cause trouble. Murder.

Along the way, Zhang Qishan hung his head down without any reaction, but instinctively wrapped his arms around Ling Duan's waist.

As soon as Ling Duan went out, he noticed the murderous intent coming from all directions, and before he had time to remind the adjutant, the other party opened fire.

In such an open environment, more than a dozen guns shot at the three of them, all of them with long eyes. Lingduan could only divide the spiritual power into two parts, one part was still sent to Zhang Qishan's body, and the other part supported the spiritual power The protective shield covers the three of them. The spiritual power shield is invisible and colorless. When a foreign object hits it, it will spontaneously counteract the force of the foreign object. bullet.

Lingduan didn't feel very good, the spiritual power shield could only remove part of the power, most of the power still had to be borne by himself, he was busy resisting the spread of poison for Zhang Qishan, he really didn't have any extra spiritual power to protect himself, so he had to force himself Against the strength of the shock.

While Ling Duan was thinking about countermeasures, the adjutant had already bravely turned over and went out to kill an enemy, and took a gun by the way to control the situation.

Seeing this, Ling Duan took off the protective cover, leaned into Zhang Qishan's ear and whispered his name.

"Qishan, Qishan, wake up..."

Zhang Qishan opened his eyes with difficulty, and muttered about Second Lord.

Ling Duan knew that Zhang Qishan was asking them to find the second master, so he could only ask the adjutant to bring Zhang Qishan back to the city on a fast horse, and he also stumbled behind on the horse.

When the second master was pulling out Zhang Qishan's hair, Ling Duan was holding Zhang Qishan's hand, Zhang Qishan was in so much pain that he stuck to him hard, just like every time Ling Duan was injured he would ask Zhang Qishan to hug him.

Ling Duan hugged Zhang Qishan tightly, ignoring the discomfort of exhaustion of spiritual power, and forcefully circulated spiritual energy into Zhang Qishan's body continuously to relieve the pain caused by the toxin. Zhang Qishan kept staring at Ling Duan's face, not knowing Thinking about something.

The second master treated Zhang Qishan's wound, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, Ling Duan took Zhang Qishan back to Zhang's mansion through the back door.

Zhang Qishan regained consciousness in the Red Mansion, but he just kept relying on Ling Duan and refused to go by himself. Ling Duan thought that the matter was always caused by himself, so he followed Zhang Qishan.

"Buddha, do you want some water?" Ling Duan managed to help Zhang Qishan onto the bed, threw away the scarf around his neck, and unfastened a few buttons on his chest before he felt a little more relaxed.

"You feed me." Zhang Qishan leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance over the back of Ling Duan's neck and collarbone.

Ling Duan curled his lips, but still poured a glass of water and handed it to Zhang Qishan to feed him.

"Come up and lie down with me." Zhang Qishan tilted his head and leaned against the head of the bed, looking weak.

Ling Duan quickly took off his coat and Zhang Qishan's underwear, and then obediently took Zhang Qishan's hand and lay down.

"You have internal energy, right? When I was unconscious, I felt that you injected internal energy into my body." Zhang Qishan turned over and put an arm around Ling Duan's waist.

"Well, yes." Ling Duan stared at the ceiling with a complicated expression.

"Today's moth, you touched it on purpose, right?" Zhang Qishan's tone was indifferent, without revealing any real thoughts in his heart.

"Yes."

"why?"

"I don't want my peaceful life to be disturbed." Ling Duan didn't know how to explain these things to Zhang Qishan. He had hidden too many things. He explained one thing and had to explain more. He wasn't ready to tell Zhang Qishan yet. Confess everything.

Zhang Qishan suddenly turned over and pressed on Ling Duan, let out a breath, lowered his head and put his lips on Ling Duan's lips, Ling Duan closed his teeth tightly to block Zhang Qishan's tongue, Zhang Qishan bit Ling Duan's lip with his teeth until he bled Only then did he loosen his teeth, Ling Duan felt the pain, and instinctively opened his mouth, Zhang Qishan took the opportunity to enter Ling Duan's mouth, and kissed him fiercely, with a bit of desperate ferocity in his eyes.

"Hmm... um..." Ling Duan pushed Zhang Qishan's shoulder with his hands, but Zhang Qishan remained motionless.

It wasn't until Ling Duan was out of breath that Zhang Qishan raised his head and lay down back to the original position, wiping the blood on his lips, "Don't do this again in the future."

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