Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

Lu Yinxi and Xiao Mo occupied a corner of the room by themselves, and the distance between them was still the longest. The boy nestled in the corner and refused to raise his head. Lu Yinxi felt a little relieved.

The little wolf cub still has a conscience.

When he straightened up, he felt that his whole body was about to shatter, Lu Yinxi almost cried out in pain, the tears that he had suppressed just now flowed out again.

There is also a sticky feeling underneath.

Lu Yinxi brushed away the broken hair that was sticking to her face due to sweat, sighed and prepared to get out of bed.

Why is it so difficult for him, when he is overwhelmed, he has to comfort the one who is overwhelmed.

The world is going down, people's hearts are not old.

And just as his feet touched the cold bluestone floor, something grabbed his ankle.

"Ok?"

Lu Yinxi had just passed by, and his mind was still not clear, so he lowered his head slowly.

I saw a hand clutched on the ankle, and the hand was still dirty, whether it was coal dust or dried blood.

Anyway, it came out from under the bed——

"Damn it-"

Lu Yinxi jumped three feet high, and wanted to walk in the direction of Xiao Mo, but felt awkward after only two steps, and went back to the bed softly, wrapping the rest of the quilt around his chest.

The ghost hand lost its support, and grabbed the air indiscriminately, and finally barely grabbed the foot of the bed, and slowly rose up.

"Help, there are ghosts—there are ghosts—"

When Lu Yinxi looked at Xiao Mo, he suddenly choked.

The markings on the young man's body have faded, and the eyes have returned to their usual clarity, but the blood color has moved from the fundus to the nose and mouth. Xiao Mo propped himself up against the wall and tried to stand up, but he vomited another mouthful of blood, even hanging under his nose. With two bloodstains.

"Fuck, what's going on?!"

As soon as Lu Yinxi landed on the ground, the ghost hand caught him again, and he wanted to slash it with his backhand, but he heard a familiar exclamation: "Don't, don't, don't! It's me! Huahua!"

Ning Wenlun was stuck in the hole under the bed, his feet couldn't reach the ground, and there was nothing he could use to climb up, hanging in mid-air without embarrassment or embarrassment.

Luckily, Lu Yinxi reacted quickly, his palm deflected and smashed half of the bed into pieces. Ning Wenlun looked at him with his mouth wide open, not even daring to ask for help.

"Why did you come here?"

"It's a long story, Senior Brother Jing is going to meet the Pavilion Master of Dingyang Pavilion, let's hurry up and run for our lives."

"Brother Jing?"

"Yes, Master."

Ning Wenlun brazenly squeezed Lu Yinxi's hand, "This place is dangerous, and Dingyang Pavilion has ulterior motives, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time, come with me!"

Lu Yinxi decided to let this unknown disciple go first, pointing at Xiao Mo: "I can't go, you still have your brother Xiao Er here."

It was only then that Ning Wenlun noticed that there was a person in the corner of the room. The person was no longer human, and his body was covered in blood. Lu Yinxi let go of his hand and hurried over.

The clothes on the opponent's body were so torn that they could barely cover his body, and his posture was staggering, combined with the appearance of Senior Brother Xiao Er.

Ning Wenlun frowned, knowing that something was wrong.

"He... did something against you."

These words were not even questioned, and they were slapped on Lu Yinxi's face like a slap.

Lu Yinxi hugged Xiao Mo. The other person's body temperature was very low, and the body temperature of the monster itself was a bit higher than that of ordinary people. Now such a body temperature obviously has a big problem.

"Master..."

"Shh, don't talk, I will take you away."

"Master, let's go first, don't... care about me."

Xiao Mo swallowed blood, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, but he still tried to keep his eyes open to look at Lu Yinxi.

Why did the master look like he was about to cry? It was because he was too reckless and his actions were too severe.

But the way the master cried is so pitiful.

I really want to give him a hug.

"Don't, don't cry..."

Xiao Mo tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth, trying to hold back a smile, but the emotions he had been able to control just now seemed to be blocked and could not be poured out normally.

Also, he was in so much pain.

Pain is an extremely strange thing for monsters. Their perfect bodies make them less vulnerable to internal injuries, so the chances of experiencing pain are also very small.

So when this feeling spread from his body, Xiao Mo didn't even understand what kind of feeling it was.

"Stop talking, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo."

Lu Yinxi called the boy by his name, and rubbed his unlovable paralyzed face. Instead of injecting spiritual power into the boy's body as usual, he was simply blocked out.

Lu Yinxi's panting became more and more urgent. He felt as if a hole appeared in his world, a dark and bottomless hole.

That hole was going to swallow him whole.

"You shouldn't have that kind of relationship with him."

Ning Wenlun walked over with a low voice.

"Is it meaningful to entangle this kind of thing now?"

These few words almost popped out from between Lu Yinxi's teeth.

"……That was not what I meant."

Ning Wenlun squatted down, but Lu Yinxi didn't want to face him, and even Xiao Mo was turned towards him. Ning Wenlun's hand was hanging in the air, so he could only explain first, "Your body , for most people, is a potent poison."

"……what?"

"Here is the execution ground for this body. Shuang Luo locked you and this monster together for a purpose."

"His name is Xiao Mo."

Ning Wenlun choked for a moment, and changed his words: "Put you and Xiao Mo together."

He continued, "Shuang Luo practiced the way of magic and is an oiran. Naturally, she knows how to seduce people to submit. Xiao Mo himself may not know what he is doing, but he was driven away by instinct."

For some reason, Lu Yinxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Your body, since the age of six, has been soaked in poison all year round, and then absorbed a lot of Yin Qi. Chen Yongwang planned all this to use you as medicine to rescue his crippled son. You are related by blood. Only those who are physically weak can receive overwhelming power. At that time, Shuangluo was the same. With your blood, she can nourish her broken body.

So Xiao Mo, it's not that he is too weak, but that he is not ready and has supplemented too much. "

Lu Yinxi was stunned, and understood the problem. With a twist of his palm, he slowly drew out the spiritual power from the opponent's body.

Only then did Xiao Mo's body temperature rise slowly, and blood appeared on his face. Lu Yinxi heaved a sigh of relief, and helped him up.

Ning Wenlun hurried forward: "I'll help..."

"No, just show me the way."

Lu Yinxi raised his chin, perhaps because he was too tired, his face was expressionless.

Ning Wenlun hesitated, but he didn't dare to say anything, and led Lu Yinxi back to the passage he came from. Lu Yinxi carried Xiao Mo on his back, walking like a cat, without making any sound.

The end of the secret passage is by the river, Ning Wenlun pulled out the boat hidden in the grass, and said to Lu Yinxi, "Do you want to wait for Senior Brother Jing?"

"Need not."

Lu Yinxi sat by the side, his legs trembling uncontrollably, but he looked at Ning Wenlun with sharp eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

"Ah? I'm Ning Wenlun, Hua Xiangrong, Huahua, have you forgotten me again?"

"You are a young lady from the Yingchun Building, Shuangluo didn't even think of you at the time, but you had a very good relationship with the former Lu Yinxi, and even said that you let him escape."

Lu Yinxi looked Ning Wenlun up and down, and asked again, "Who the hell are you?"

Ning Wenlun turned pale, finally pursed his lips, sighed, did not speak, but flipped his cuffs, and stabbed the poisonous needle in Lu Yinxi straight.

As a result, Xiao Mo, who was lying next to him like a dead person just now, suddenly violently smashed the needle into pieces, his hands were twisted behind his back, and they were directly dislocated.

Jing Hong took a deep look at Lu Yinxi, and then at Xiao Mo.

"Other accounts, we will settle when we go back."

Xiao Mo's eyes flickered, seeing that Lu Yinxi was exhausted, he hurriedly lifted him up.

Lu Yinxi leaned against Xiao Mo's chest, listening to the boy's steady heartbeat, and finally felt at ease.

In the cellar just now, he connected with Jing Hongshen. The other party didn't try to scare the snake, but used two tricks to delay Shuangluo's footsteps, then turned back, and explained the previous things to him. .

Xiao Mo also woke up on the way, so he thought, instead of fighting now, it's better to arrest him and interrogate him first.

At this moment, he glanced at Ning Wenlun who was kneeling on the ground, covered in sweat, and felt no joy of success in his heart.

I just feel tired.

So tired, I really want to lie in bed.

Lu Yinxi looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and finally fell asleep.

In his sleep, his lips moved, and he whispered the word "brother".

The author says:

Little Lu is so pitiful, he has to carry someone back just after being stuffed with sauce, 1551