The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

Wang Luan completely lost his strength and went limp.

Qi Chensheng supported his back and held him in his arms, still feeling the burning heat of his body, even the slightest touch would make Wang Luan tremble violently.

He frowned, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, but he put a soft kiss on Wang Luan's hot forehead, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Jiu, bear with me, it will be fine soon."

Wang Luan tried his best to open his eyes under Qi Chensheng's low call. He struggled to regain consciousness in the burning desire, and then eagerly looked at the bleeding wound on Qi Chensheng's chest.

"Shen Sheng...I'm sorry..."

I hurt you again.

Qi Chensheng's eyes darkened suddenly, he clasped the back of Wang Luan's head, let him lean on his shoulder, so that he could no longer see the wound, and then murmured in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to hear Brother Jiu say that again. Three words, the person who is really sorry for me is not you—”

In the Qi's house in Qincheng under the autumn sunset, the gloom fell, and the darkness instantly covered the things they were familiar with from five years ago.

Four starlights that formed a bow finally rose slowly, hanging behind Qi Chensheng.

Qi Chensheng supported Wang Luan with one hand, and the slender cane with the other.He had some scruples because of Wang Luan's accusation before, but now that there are many old and new grudges, he wants to see what tricks Wang Mingsheng has!

The scene in the room suddenly produced waves visible to the naked eye, like intertwined pieces of golden feathers, which were disturbed by the sudden hurricane, and the caged birds also wailed in fear.

But all of this did not arouse Qi Chensheng's pity at all, the scorching and weak body of the person in his arms ignited the monstrous anger in his heart all the time.

The slender cane finally fell to the ground after a while, making a sound not inferior to thunder.

If the black eagle wings covering the sky spread out in this hurricane, roaring and circling up, it no longer follows any direction, and everything in front of it will be disturbed by it.

Wang Luan was in Qi Chensheng's arms, watching the golden feathers flying up in the air scattered and broken. The illusion of peace in the past was finally torn open with a huge wound.

The corner of the black birdcage leaked through the crack, but was quickly dragged away by the scarlet blood flow, but this did not escape Qi Chensheng's eyes.He immediately clung to the cane, and even Goshawk never recalled it.The four consecutive stars behind him suddenly shone with dazzling light. They formed an unknown magic circle, and they smashed down with an invincible force.

The congealed blood flow wanted to resist desperately, they surged like a giant wave, engulfing the black cage that locked the gorse while counterattacking the magic circle.

But although the blood wave looked terrifying, under the heavy pressure of the magic circle, there was no way to breathe.There was sarcasm in Qi Chensheng's gray eyes, he gently hugged Wang Luan's shoulders, then raised the gentleman's stick in his hand, and swung it out again from the air.

In an instant, the hundred-foot wave of blood collapsed from it, and a painful howl came from nowhere, shaking off thousands of gold feathers and turning them into dust, and the black birdcage was also crumbling down.

Without any instruction, just with a glance, the goshawk hovering over the sea of ​​blood turned around abruptly, and swooped down towards the birdcage. When the sharp claws like hooks were about to grab it, a blood But the hand stretched out suddenly, grabbing the birdcage firmly.

"It's Wang Mingsheng—" Wang Luan managed to get up from Qi Chensheng's arms, the lingering heat caused severe pain in his lungs, and he tried his best not to cough up blood.

Qi Chensheng's eyes became darker, he caressed Wang Luan's back, and knocked down the gentleman's stick in his hand again, Goshawk held the bird cage between his sharp claws without hesitation, and then ignoring the pulling of the bloody hand, he struggled straight to the ground. fly up.

In a blink of an eye, all the waves of blood swarmed up, and followed the bloody hand to chase after it. The canary, which was already dying in the cage, let out a frightened cry.

Qi Chensheng smiled coldly, and then suddenly drew out the gentleman's staff, and the four-star light array was like a spell, deeply seared into the blood waves, and there was a loud scorching sound.

"Ah—" A hoarse and broken voice came muffled from the waves of blood, and then a huge face slowly emerged, and the scarlet mouth opened suddenly, letting out a terrifying roar.

The bloody hand was finally melted by the star formation, the goshawk grabbed the black cage and spread its wings, and flew back to Qi Chensheng's side not long after.

The face in the blood wave was still heaving and panting, but Qi Chensheng hugged Wang Luan and walked slowly towards it.

"Second Young Master Qi," probably sensing Qi Chensheng's approach, his bloody face paused for a moment, and then he said slowly, "It's been a long time..."

"Long time no see." Qi Chensheng interrupted him lightly, but then changed his words: "However, we still don't meet each other."

Hearing that, the bloody face actually started to chuckle, and every time he laughed, the imprint of the star array on it became deeper, but he didn't care, and said while laughing: "Yes, it doesn't count... ...It's not yet time to meet Qi Ershao, so naturally we can't be too abrupt."

"But I can't take it anymore." Qi Chensheng's gray eyes flashed cruelty, and Wang Luan in his arms felt the scorching heat on his body after he recognized Wang Mingsheng.

He clenched the slender gentleman's stick tightly, and immediately vented his anger. The star array that penetrated into the blood wave burst into a magnificent light, piercing the blood wave like thousands of sharp knives, and the splashed blood fell like a heavy rain.

"You think I can't hurt you like this, don't you?" Qi Chensheng wiped away the blood on Wang Luan's face, and raised his eyes casually, looking at the blood that was no longer able to condense.

At this moment, the blood-faced eyes had already melted away, and the blood-faced mouth was opened in vain, but could not make any sound due to the pain.

Qi Chensheng knew that although the wave of blood in front of him was powerful, it was only Wang Mingsheng's avatar holding the demon. The reason why the other party was so confident was that he had grasped this point.

But——the corner of Qi Chensheng's mouth slowly evoked a sinister smile, and he finally said with a rather sighing tone: "I will accept Patriarch Wang's meeting gift for Brother Jiu first, and I will prepare a small one for now." It’s a small gift in return, I hope you don’t dislike it.”

"Sigh--"

Following Qi Chensheng's words, the melting sound of the star array became more and more piercing, and the last outline of the blood surface also blurred and collapsed, turning into dirty and scarlet thick blood, flowing away in all directions.

At the same time, in the rainy distance, in a church built of gray bricks, sudden lightning shattered the glass painted roses and crosses, and the priest in black robes covered his forehead, crying out in pain Howling --

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The gradually disappearing voice in the ears indicated the temporary end, and the scorching heat in Wang Luan's body finally dissipated. His hair was almost soaked in sweat, and at this moment, he felt his limbs and bones were exhausted. Terribly.

The goshawk folded its huge wings and guarded by the black cage, looking curiously at the miserable little gorse inside, and turned to look at Wang Luan in Qi Chensheng's arms from time to time, a sudden surprise appeared in the dark eagle eyes. --

Sure enough, exactly the same.

Qi Chensheng looked at the cane, and gave it a cold look as if warning. The goshawk waved its wings and croaked dissatisfiedly, still grabbed the black bird cage, and sent the canary to Wang Luan's side.

Wang Luan opened his somewhat dry eyes, leaned on Qi Chensheng's arms and turned around slightly, and saw the canary in the black cage. Although it was in a mess now, it was similar to the tattoo under his collarbone.

"Shen Sheng..." He couldn't help coughing a few times, and fearing that it might hurt Qi Chensheng's wound, he held back his strength slightly and asked softly, "This is the holding demon on my body, right?"

"Yes." Qi Chensheng didn't hide anything, but looked at the black cage where the sparrow was locked with a complicated expression.He should have expected that if Wang Mingsheng dared to bring the golden bird, he must have his back.

And the black cage right now is his backhand—it cannot be opened by ordinary methods.

But... as if sensing Wang Luan's presence, the canary bird in the cage suddenly cried weakly, and its wings with broken feathers fluttered tremblingly.

Wang Luan then felt that the tattoo under the collarbone began to heat up slightly, and many fine golden lights began to overflow from his body slowly, floating in the darkness, and finally connected into a thin stream of light. To the canary in the cage.

"Is this... going to be reunited?" Wang Luan coughed lightly, but still stretched out his hand involuntarily, touching the surging light flow through the cage.

And as those golden lights merged into the canary's body, the little bird was reborn as if it had been completely reborn. Layers of bright yellow new feathers grew out of the messy feathers, which were fluffy and neat.

The small beak, which was stained black by the blood, also faded from the dirty stains, revealing a tender red color, and made a clear sound.

But after a short while, although it was still trapped in the black cage, the canary bird had already returned to life.And the radiant light also shrouded Wang Luan again and flowed back into his body.

The incomplete holding demon on Wang Luan's body has finally become complete - Qi Chensheng lowered his eyes and thought, as long as he opens the black cage now, he can find out the reason why the canary turned into a holding demon, even if he can't find it. It can be broken roughly.

But right now—he just lowered his head, and kissed Wang Luan's lips lightly again: "Is brother Jiu better? We have to find a way to get out of here."