Don't touch my tomb!

He Lang is sick!

The cause was the Great Wilderness Sword.When Qin Xiaocong held it, he only felt that it was radiant and mighty, worthy of being the magic weapon of the owner of the tomb, but he didn't feel anything wrong.

Before going to bed the night before, he casually put it on the bedside table and fell asleep.

Dahuangjian just stood next to He Lang's head all night.It didn't have a scabbard, and the blade felt the breath of its master, so it frantically absorbed the spiritual power from He Lang's body.

The next day, when He Lang opened his eyes, he felt a stuffy nose and a headache, his limbs were weak, his body was scorching hot, and he had a high fever!

At this time, Qin Xiaocong also woke up, "Your face is so red, why are you so hot?"

He Lang tried twice before sitting up, and took the Dahuang Sword that had been releasing cold air beside his head, "What is this?"

The hilt of the Great Wilderness Sword trembled excitedly in He Lang's hand, making a "buzzing" sound.

"This is you... This is the natal artifact of the owner of the tomb, called Dahuang, Qingyao gave it to me.... He Lang!"

Qin Xiaocong watched as He Lang fainted suddenly, and the Dahuang Sword fell to the ground with a "bang".

Qin Xiaocong hurriedly checked his pulse, and found that the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and a surge of cold air was wandering wantonly in the veins of his body.

Qin Xiaocong hurriedly called Qingyao over, "What's wrong with He Lang?" He picked up the Great Wilderness Sword, "Is it the fault of it?"

Naturally, He Zhang appeared with Qingyao. Seeing that He Lang was unconscious, he was shocked, "You actually squeezed Ah Lang dry!"

Qingyao: "...you get out for me."

Qin Xiaocong also wanted to beat him, and He Lang was like this, is this what his own brother should say?

Under the disgusted gazes of Qingyao and Qin Xiaocong, He Zhang rubbed his nose and walked out depressed.

Qingyao leaned over and picked up the Great Wilderness Sword, sat on the edge of the bed and checked He Lang's pulse, "I see."

"How is it?" Qin Xiaocong asked nervously.

"It doesn't matter." Qingyao removed his fingers from He Lang's wrist, "The Great Wilderness Sword is washing the marrow for the master."

"Wash the marrow?"

"Although the master has excellent bones after reincarnation, he is a mortal body after all. A mortal body cannot carry his majestic spiritual power. Therefore, the master will seal up most of his power before reincarnation, lest this body bear the burden. He died without being violent. The Great Wilderness Sword is his natal magic weapon, and it is also an extremely powerful divine weapon in the world. He probably sensed his master's condition, so he was washing his marrow and reshaping his bones. This is a good thing, but, The process of washing the marrow is very difficult, and the master may be weak for a while."

"The Great Wild Sword has sucked up the master's existing spiritual power, and infused him with the divine power that was originally sealed in the sword, and is using the divine power to reshape his muscles and bones. These few days are very critical, and I will protect the master."

Looking at He Lang's pale face, Qin Xiaocong felt suffocated, "Why didn't you say it earlier, he looks very uncomfortable." Had he known this, he would not have brought the broken sword.He Lang is alive and well, what is the marrow?

Qingyao said coldly: "I didn't know before." He paused and said, "If the master wants to completely regain his power, he will have to suffer this time sooner or later."

Given a choice, Qin Xiaocong would rather He Lang never awaken than to watch him suffer.Moreover, he expressed doubts about Qingyao's words, saying that he didn't know, his memory was sealed, but he could tell the whole story so clearly just by checking, "Qingyao, is your memory really sealed? Can’t remember the origin of the owner of the tomb?”

"Really." Qing Yao said without hesitation.

"You just said that Dahuang is reshaping the god's bone for He Lang? Was the owner of the tomb a god in life? Which god is he?"

"I do not know."

Qin Xiaocong looked at the Dahuang Sword in Qingyao's hand, and said, "Dahuang Lord?"

Qingyao's fingers holding the sword couldn't help tightening, "You called it wrong, it's the Great Wilderness Sword."

Qin Xiaocong is sure that Qingyao is lying!

However, Qingyao refused to admit it, and he had nothing to do.Right now, let's help He Lang get through this hurdle first.

Qingyao got up and put the Great Wilder Sword beside He Lang.The Great Wild Sword automatically floated above He Lang's body, and the cold spiritual power poured into He Lang's body continuously.After a while, the Dahuang Sword flashed with silver light, and it completely sank into He Lang's body.

He Lang frowned tightly, and the hand that was lying flat beside him was also tightly clenched into a fist.

Qin Xiaocong's heart also curled up into a ball, oh my god, He Lang must have been in such pain and discomfort!The last time he was beaten like that by Guichayu, he didn't even frown or cry out in pain.

Qingyao said: "Before the master wakes up, you should not leave his side. You are here, the master will feel much better psychologically."

"I will definitely not leave him." Qin Xiaocong held He Lang's hand tightly, worried.

He Lang was in a coma for three days and three nights, while Qin Xiaocong stayed with him for three days and three nights in his clothes.

During these three days, He Lang's body went from scorching hot to freezing cold, and he could barely see the rise and fall of his chest.

He lay so straight on the bed, neither eating nor drinking, not saying a word, as if he had turned back into the tomb owner who was lying on the coffin bed stiffly, Qin Xiaocong was terrified when he saw it.

Qin Xiaocong was used to the real He Lang, he didn't want to see him like this again.

"He Lang, wake up." Qin Xiaocong put He Lang's cold hand on his cheek, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought back the Great Wilderness Sword, are you better?"

He Lang's fingers moved.

Qin Xiaocong looked up in surprise, "He Lang, are you awake?"

He Lang still closed his eyes and didn't speak, but his hands were no longer so cold, starting from the fingertips, they became warm and soft little by little.

Qin Xiaocong quickly checked his pulse, and found that the spiritual power in his body was warming up, and he was no longer so frantic.This is, marrow washing was successful?

"He Lang?"

He Lang slowly opened his eyes.

Qin Xiaocong asked eagerly, "What do you think?"

He Lang didn't speak, but stared at him seriously, the hand resting on his cheek moved slowly, his fingers traced his eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips little by little, and his fingertips gently rubbed his cheeks, chin, and earlobes.

Qin Xiaocong blushed.

What's wrong with He Lang, it seems like he hasn't seen him for a long time, his fingers are making him itchy!

He Lang didn't answer him, so Qin Xiaocong touched it with his hands, um, it was all warm.He Lang's expression was also very calm, should it be a success?

But after a while, Qin Xiaocong realized something was wrong, He Lang's body seemed a little too hot, right?

"He Lang, how are you doing, can you tell me something?"

He Lang sat up, put his arms around Qin Xiaocong's waist, pressed him against his body, lowered his head, and looked deeply at him.

It was as if two fires were burning in his eyes, trying to burn Qin Xiaocong to the ground.

"You, don't look at me like that, you should say something... um!" He Lang's lips pressed up, blocking Qin Xiaocong's words behind him.

He Lang's kiss was so heavy and deep that Qin Xiaocong couldn't stand it at all.

When he was dragged onto the bed by He Lang, and how he pushed him down, Qin Xiaocong didn't remember at all, only felt He Lang's fiery lips and tongue.

For a while, Qin Xiaocong wanted to struggle to get up, He Lang was in a bad state, but he was soon pressed more firmly on the bed by He Lang...