"What did you do while my memory was blocked? Why did you even take a bath in this spirit lake?"

Zhang Qilin's question embarrassed Qin Feng.

Quickly explained: "You are too dirty, I offered to take you to take a bath, and you agreed directly."

"I didn't force you."

Zhang Qilin looked at Qin Feng, but didn't speak.

Qin Feng was even more embarrassed.

"Poker bottle, there's something wrong with your eyes, why do you seem to be doubting my words?"

"What I said is all true, with Haoyue as proof."

Qin Feng stretched out three fingers, as if about to swear a poisonous oath.

Zhang Qilin grabbed his hand and put it down, "Forget it!"

Qin Feng leaned over with a smile on his face, "Hey...do you believe me?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head: "I don't believe it!"

"Ah? Then you still... oh, I see, you are afraid that the poison oath will come true, and a thunderbolt will strike me to death."

"Porky bottle! Although you look cold, like an iceberg, you still have a warm side inside."

Zhang Qilin said lightly: "I'm afraid that when the thunder strikes, it will implicate me."

Qin Feng rested his chin on one hand and turned his head away. The expression on his face was intriguing, obviously he didn't believe Zhang Qilin's words.

After all, he likes to be stubborn.

"what is this?"

Zhang Qilin suddenly found a virtual rope tied to his hand.

And the other end of the rope is Qin Feng.

"This is..."

Qin Feng is thinking about how to answer.

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said, "Where did you learn these strange things?"

He was about to draw out the ancient black gold knife and cut off the rope.

Qin Feng quickly stopped, "No way!"

"The other end of this rope is connected to my gate of life. If you cut the rope, I will die."

"Poker bottle, you won't be so cruel, will you?"

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Chapter 130 Five: Swordsmanship and casualness

Zhang Qilin snorted coldly, and withdrew the ancient black gold knife.

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing.

This stuffy oil bottle is really interesting.

It is clearly an iceberg on the outside, but a furnace lives inside.

The audience in the live broadcast room also laughed at this scene.

"I suddenly discovered that brother Qin Feng is really good at acting like a baby now."

"Brother Qin Feng's expression when he said that sentence just now is pitiful. It's strange that brother Leng Hu can bear it."

"I can't bear it."

"Brother Qin Feng is too good at it."

"I feel that brother Qin Feng has firmly grasped brother indifferent."

"Not to mention, brother indifference just eats the soft but not the hard."

"Brother Qin Feng is really amazing."

"Continuing on like this, brother Leng Wu won't be teased to chase after brother Qin Feng, right?"

"looking forward to!"

"..."

Those little monkeys just now didn't know where they went.

Qin Feng and Zhang Qilin have no clothes to wear, which always feels weird.

Zhang Qilin simply cut off a few branches, wove them into simple tree clothes, and put them on him and Qin Feng.

"Poker bottle, your skills are really good."

"But I feel like we are a bit like savages."

Zhang Qilin said lightly: "It's good to have clothes to wear, talk a lot!"

Qin Feng smiled: "That's true."

The moonlight at night was strong, hitting the faces of the two of them.

Qin Feng turned his head slightly, resting his chin with one hand, staring at Zhang Qilin from time to time.

"Poker bottle, what happened to the mark of the Heavenly Martial Order on your forehead?"

Recalling this incident, Zhang Qilin took a deep breath.

Slowly explained: "After I cracked the formation, a consciousness rushed into my body. No matter how I resisted, it was ultimately futile."

"It was only at that time that I realized that everything was arranged by the creator of the Eighteen Knights of Tianwu. He wanted to find a suitable body and then occupy it with his consciousness to replace it."

Qin Feng also heard that his eyes became serious.

"So you have been fighting against that consciousness since then?"

Zhang Qilin nodded, "That consciousness is stronger than I imagined, and I'm not sure I can defeat that consciousness."

Qin Feng frowned, and suddenly remembered what Jiu Ye said.

Then he told Zhang Qilin those words again.

Zhang Qilin said: "He's right! If I can't find a suitable solution, I will be completely controlled by that consciousness, and my own consciousness will completely dissipate."

"What will become of me at that time, I don't know."

Qin Feng became more and more disturbed.

But a flash of determination quickly flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sure there must be other ways."

"must!"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Qin Feng, "Thank you, you are still willing to trust me."

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Of course, who made our relationship so good."

"Besides, if it were me, wouldn't you also trust me?"

Zhang Qilin nodded, as a default.

Qin Feng immediately smiled.

In many cases, what people need is not a word of comfort.

but to accompany.

How can I stand on the opposite side of the world in the face of criticism?

As long as I have you alone by my side, understanding is enough.

Zhang Qilin took a deep breath and said, "However, it is not so easy to find other solutions. The creators of the Eighteen Knights of Tianwu are also from the Zhang family, and they have the same Qilin blood and Qilin tattoos as me."

"Perhaps in the dark, it is a kind of providence."

"This is my destiny."

Qin Feng doesn't believe in that evil.

"If it weren't for those members of the ghost organization, you wouldn't have encountered such a thing."

"So Poker Bottle, don't believe in God's will, fate should be in our own hands."

"I control my own life!"

Zhang Qilin took a deep look at Qin Feng, and his heart was touched.

"Actually, sometimes, I admire you."

"Big right and wrong! Good and evil are right and wrong! You know better than anyone else."

"But you will still stick to the obsession in your heart and do what you want to do and what you should do."

Qin Feng's eyes and brows were full of smiles.

"Porky bottle, it's not easy to hear your praise."

"Right or wrong is up to you! Reputation is up to others! Gains and losses don't matter!"

"Is that the truth?"

Zhang Qilin nodded, "Yes!"

"So next, the two of us will work together to find a way to get rid of that consciousness in your head."

"By the way, there is also this mark on your forehead, which looks pretty ugly."

"I still hope that you can become a healthy, dull oil bottle."

Qin Feng lay on the comfortable grass, with the bright moon in front of his eyes, and the warmth brought by Zhang Qilin beside him.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Qin Feng was reluctant to lose it.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching 40% similarity with Wei Wuxian! You have obtained peerless swordsmanship!"

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