Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"Master Zhong!" Ah Ji called out again unwillingly, and Zhong Tang at the end of the shelf seemed to have finally responded.

He raised his head faintly, the eyes that were always smiling had turned into a terrifying black hole, his right hand pierced by the golden thread was raised stiffly towards A Ji, and the countless golden threads were followed Breaking out from his wrist, Ah Ji, who had no time to escape in the future, was tightly bound and dragged to the window.

Blood like red coral beads rolled down from Zhong Tang's wrist drop by drop and dripped onto A Ji's face.

A Ji's eyes were dazzled by the blood, he struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the golden thread wrapped around his body became, and it was deeply strangled into the flesh and blood.

Zhong Tang was still smiling, more and more golden threads were pulled out from his body, and they were about to penetrate into A Ji's body.

At this moment, a blade of cold light broke through the window, cutting off the blood-stained golden thread suddenly.In an instant, the dark blue taoist robe was guarding the wooden sword, and Ling Xufeng entered, sweeping the young A Ji to the side.

"Zhong Tang!" Li Bizhi's voice seemed to be soaked in ice, and the wooden sword filled with dark light stood between the two of them, forcing all the golden threads to retreat to Zhong Tang's side.

Zhong Tang seemed to have heard Li Bizhi's cry, he was dragged to tilt his head slightly, while the golden thread running through his body twisted greedily, wanting to continue to control his body.

"Zhong Tang, wake up." Li Bizhi walked forward slowly, the shackles under the Taoist robe were dragging heavily on the ground, he was still calling Zhong Tang's name, his voice deepened, as if hiding Some kind of unspeakable power.

The golden threads around Zhong Tang, as if being shocked, slowly froze and receded, and even Zhong Tang's body began to crumble.

Just when the golden thread was about to retreat to the rear window, the wooden sword that had been hovering suddenly appeared by the window, bursting out with a sharp blue light again. The golden thread seemed to be in great pain, and it seemed to be going back to the Inside Zhong Tang's body.

At this moment, Zhong Tang, who had been controlling him like a puppet, suddenly moved his arm, causing the red sleeves that had been blown up by the sword wind to spread out like butterfly wings.

The string of jade beads that disappeared from his waist suddenly appeared on Zhong Tang's forearm with the lifting of the red sleeves, and then fell into his hands like a spirit snake.

The clear and pleasant golden bell immediately swelled, like water ripples rippling out, where it went, it would run through his wrist, and the golden thread tied to his body would be completely melted away.

But in this way, Zhong Tang's body fell down without any support.

The black hair and red clothes were scattered and fluttering until they fell into Li Bizhi's cold embrace.

The cold sword energy has no scruples anymore, the blue light even faintly reveals a dark color, if it turns into thousands of small swords, it will smash and swallow the last golden thread that was fleeing in a hurry like Ling Chi.

"Zhong Tang..." Li Bizhi called Zhong Tang's name for the third time that night, he was so forceful, he hugged the almost wooden body in his arms tightly.

Zhong Tang lost his response again, his wrist was still dripping with blood, and his eyes were still terrifying black holes.

But Li Bizhi was not at a loss. He waved his hand to recall the wooden sword, and then let the wooden sword penetrate into his hand without blinking.

Blood gushed out in an instant and soon wet his robe sleeves, but Li Bizhi didn't care, and just put his bleeding hand to Zhong Tang's lips.

Slowly, Zhong Tang's body began to become warm and soft again, the hollow black eyes gradually faded and turned into their original appearance, and the wound where the gold thread pierced was also slowly healing.

After a while, Zhong Tang closed his eyes but lay peacefully in Li Bizhi's arms, as if falling asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, it must have been a bad dream.

It's a pity that he couldn't even continue with this not-so-good dream. Such a loud noise in the warehouse disturbed the surrounding guards who were watching the night. He only heard the sound of soldiers walking, and the flames instantly surrounded the warehouse. Then someone came outside. Shouted loudly: "Who is inside!"

Li Bizhi stared for a moment, with his skill, it is not difficult to break out, but here...

"Who dares to trespass into the inner treasury of Prince Duan's Mansion, and come out quickly!" Another angry shout came from outside the door, and Zhong Tang also opened his eyes with some effort, looking at Li Bizhi in a daze.

At this moment, the young boy Ah Ji who had just been swept aside stood up, made a silent movement towards Li Bizhi and Zhong Tang, then adjusted his clothes a little, and limped out.

Li Bizhi immediately understood what he meant, hugged Zhong Tang and silently hid sideways behind the closet, just able to see the situation outside through the broken window.

Among the guards in heavy armor, a man in a pale gold four-dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back, and there was no emotion on his naturally noble face.

As a disciple of the Golden Crow Temple, Li Bizhi had seen many relatives of the emperor, so he recognized at a glance that this was the sixth son of the Holy One, Duanwang Li Xiuqian.

Zhong Tang was still a little weak, but he weighed it up in secret, it was just that there was movement in the house's inner treasury, and it was nothing more than ordinary guards coming to surround him, how could he work for the master of the house and sit in charge in person.

Unless there is something extremely important in this library, or... important people.

Just as he was thinking, he saw that Aji had already walked out of the warehouse, and a thin figure appeared in the guard's firelight.

"What's going on with you?" Duan Wang's voice came from not far away, with an irresistible majesty in his tone, and a trace of concern that he may not even be aware of.

As if he had been used to it for a long time, he knelt down on his lame leg and pleaded guilty: "It's because the villain got confused when tidying up the warehouse, accidentally fell asleep, bumped into the closet, broke the window, and caused all this trouble." Such a movement, I hope the master will punish you."

"Is that true?" Duan Wang lowered his eyes, and his slightly cool hand directly lifted Ah Ji's chin, and stroked the blood stains on his face.

A Ji opened his pale blue eyes, looked at King Duan, and said without guilt: "That's true, the villain doesn't dare to lie to the master."

Duan Wang stared at him for a while, then said coldly: "Come back to the room with me."

"Yes." Ah Ji replied, but just about to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his legs and feet, and his body tilted and fell heavily on the ground.

Li Xiuqian, who was walking in front of him, paused, but he didn't look back after all.

With the departure of King Duan, the guards surrounding the warehouse also gradually dispersed.Li Bizhi jumped up and quickly disappeared into the night with Zhong Tang.

Although it was almost midnight at this time, the lights in Lin'an City were still on.

Zhong Tang leaned against Li Bizhi's arms, and followed him over the low walls with double eaves. Below them, there were overlapping shadows of people, lamps, and flowers.

The scenery is dazzling. Before Zhong Tang can see this place clearly, Li Bizhi has already taken him to the next place. Just like this, it suddenly seems too far away. It was not until he jumped into the door of Wuweizhai that Li Bizhi could not bear it. worthy of falling.

Li Bizhi hugged Zhong Tang and walked into the closed shop.It's rare that Zhong Tang didn't speak during the journey, but just stayed quietly in Li Bizhi's arms, and he only raised his eyes to take a look when he passed by the counter - the golden doll had disappeared.

Li Bizhi obviously also noticed Zhong Tang's small movements. Although he didn't know something, he didn't ask. He just continued to hug Zhong Tang, came to the small room where he rested last time, and settled Zhong Tang on the small couch.Then without saying a word, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Li Bizhi." Sitting alone on the small couch, he wanted to reach out to pull Li Bizhi's sleeve, but he was so weak that he had no choice but to call out his name.

After all, Li Bizhi stopped, his tone was very cold, as if he was restraining himself, but he threw the jade talisman with a faint red light in his hand in front of Zhong Tang: "Why did you do this?"

Zhong Tang lowered his head, from the moment the car carrying the dolls in golden clothes passed by his door in the afternoon, he realized that there must be something wrong.The gold-clothed puppet was almost sent directly in front of him.

So Zhong Tang pretended to be confused by the doll, bought it and put it beside him.

Just in case, he still cast a spell on the jade talisman that Li Bizhi gave him. Usually, nothing can be seen, but if something happens to him, it can directly attract Li Bizhi's attention.

But he also knew that this time, he was indeed too risky.

Seeing that Zhong Tang didn't speak, Li Bizhi was about to turn around and continue to leave, Zhong Tang felt a little anxious, and blurted out the resentment that had been accumulated for a long time: "Because I want to know!"

"I want to know if someone really wants to harm me. I want to know whether it's right or wrong to come to Lin'an. I want to know what happened between you and me that makes you dare not admit it!"

Li Bizhi approached Zhong Tang in a few steps, and there was a mixed sound of clashing shackles on his feet, Zhong Tang was about to raise his head, but was restrained by a kiss again.

Zhong Tang had never seen Li Bizhi look like this, cold but hot, restrained but crazy.

His hands imprisoned Zhong Tang's body, almost pressing him onto the small couch. After Zhong Tang's initial struggle and avoidance, he was finally dragged into this inescapable entanglement by him.

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