Burning fire

Suddenly, a crimson bright light passed through the rainy night and fell from a distance!It hit the five-fingered dragon claw directly and knocked it over!

Dragon Claw slapped Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming away, shaking up the surrounding rocks, Zhou Qizun immediately threw himself on Zhang Jueming to protect him, and let the falling stones smash his head to pieces .

"The red light breaks the night, the red dragon... Guo Heng is here?" Liang Xuan frowned, his expression was unkind, "Things are going to be troublesome."

The ground shook violently one after another, the earthquake was so violent that Zhou Qizun was so shaken that he was nauseated, he vomited out a mouthful of acid water, so that he could suffocate to death in place.

Zhou Qizun struggled to get up, put away the longevity bell and the evil spirit talisman, and, in a whirl, carefully hugged Zhang Jueming into his arms.

Zhang Jueming's body was always soft, like a woman without bones, but now he was even colder.When Zhou Qizun hugged him, he always felt that there was nothing in his arms. He wanted to hug him tighter but dared not, for fear of strangling Zhang Jueming's body.

Zhang Jueming's head slid weakly from Zhou Qizun's shoulder, and Zhou Qizun quickly reached out to support it.Zhou Qizun put his arms around Zhang Jueming's head, put his lips against his forehead, almost begging: "Little heartless, don't lie to me this time."

The earthquake finally stopped, and a slender golden beam of light suddenly drilled out from among the pile of rubble and broken tiles!The beam of light went straight to the zenith, and gradually disappeared, and there was a scroll in the shape of bamboo slips inside the light, and Liang Yan was delighted when he saw it.

Liang Xuan quickly rushed over, holding the scroll slip in his hand: "The taboo on finding the wooden slip has been lifted! All five sacred objects have been lifted!"

In addition to the blue dragon's mournful howl, there was another heavier and deeper dragon howl from the zenith.Liang Xuan hesitated for a moment, weighed in his heart for a moment, looked at Zhang Jueming who was unconscious in Zhou Qizun's arms, and then hid himself in the thick darkness: "Little mountain ghost, I will ask you for the longevity bell next time."

Liang Xuan's words came from mid-air and spread endlessly in the rain curtain. After his words fell, Zhou Qizun suddenly felt Zhang Jueming in his arms move.

"Cassia!" Zhou Qizun looked down at him.Zhang Jueming rested in his arms for a moment, then his body twitched again, the corner of his mouth opened a crack, and a bloodstain trickled out slowly.

Zhou Qizun wiped away the bloodstain, only to find that the rainstorm stopped abruptly at some point, and Qinglong's hysterical roar also stopped.

There was a thick damp smell in the air, Zhou Qizun shivered from the cold, and gently hugged Zhang Jueming again.

Guo Qingxuan was barefoot, covered with bruises, one side of her forehead was still bleeding, she staggered over a few steps, squatted in front of Zhou Qizun, and found her voice after a while: "How is he?"

Zhou Qizun remained motionless, hugging the person: "Where is Liang Xuan?"

"Run away with the wood-hunting slips." Guo Qingxuan said, she stretched out a finger, trying to touch Zhang Jueming's eyebrows, to explore his altar, but Zhou Qizun "snapped" it open.

"Let me see his injuries." Guo Qingxuan said.

Only then did Zhou Qizun move his eyes, giving up Guo Qingxuan's finger.

Guo Qingxuan tapped Zhang Jueming's forehead with her fingertips, and let out a long breath: "He was seriously injured, but he can still be saved."

When Zhou Qizun heard it, he didn't know whether he should feel pain or joy... No, where could he be happy, and where could he be at peace.He stared at the five holes in Zhang Jueming's chest, wishing he could dig out five identical holes on his body.

"Xuan'er, come here." Chi Guang fell to the ground, Guo Heng put on a straight face and stood behind the three of them.

Guo Qingxuan quickly pulled up her sore legs, stood up, and walked across to Guo Heng: "Second Uncle."

Seeing his little niece in such a mess, Guo Heng felt sulking, complaining that the girl was too muddy to support the wall, and in a fit of anger, raised his hand to slap Guo Qingxuan.

But he raised his hand halfway, but he was still not willing to fight.Guo Heng said bitterly, "Qingxuan, are you trying to destroy this town?"

Guo Heng: "If I hadn't arrived early tonight, when do you want this downpour to last?"

"I'm sorry Second Uncle, I was wrong." Guo Qingxuan gritted her teeth, bowed her head and admitted her mistake honestly.

Her second uncle has an upright personality, although he dotes on her, he is never used to her bad habits, at this juncture, she knows she is wrong, and dare not confront her second uncle.

"Second uncle, save the mountain ghost first." Guo Qingxuan said.

Guo Heng sighed: "As soon as I came, I felt that the power of the mountain ghost was dissipating rapidly."

Guo Heng shifted his gaze to Zhang Jueming: "How did he get hurt like this by the evil thing?"

Guo Heng hurried over. When he saw the five holes on Zhang Jueming's chest, his heart skipped a beat: "Dragon Claw..."

"Since I was injured by the evil of my dragon clan, I will definitely not ignore it." Guo Heng took out a small box from his waist, and inside the box was a bright blood-red crystal, like a small crystal ball.

"Give this to him to eat." Guo Heng handed the food to Zhou Qizun.

"What is this?" Zhou Qizun asked cautiously.He glanced at Guo Heng, his eyes full of vigilance.

Guo Heng still had purple dragon eyes, so he was a little surprised when Zhou Qizun gave him such a stare - he had never seen a mortal who dared to look directly at Longan with such eyes.

Guo Heng glanced at Zhang Jueming in Zhou Qizun's arms again, and seemed to understand something.He told Zhou Qizun honestly, "It's Gendan."

Guo Heng: "The mountain ghost has a strong self-healing ability. Ordinary injuries can't do anything to him, but the fierce evil spirit can eat his essence. This is my gentian, which can help him get rid of the evil spirit in his body."

"My second uncle is the patriarch of the dragon clan, we have no reason to hurt the mountain ghost, you trust him." Guo Qingxuan gave Zhou Qizun another reassurance.

Only then did Zhou Qizun pinch Zhang Jueming's chin and stuffed the gentian into his mouth. He didn't care who was watching, he just softly whispered in Zhang Jueming's ear: "Jade Ming, be obedient, eat!" go down."

But Zhang Jueming's Adam's Apple didn't move, and he couldn't swallow it.

From the looks alone, Zhang Jueming had no body temperature, his face was deathly pale, and he was no different from a dead person except that his body was not stiff.

Zhou Qizun's spine was cold, and every hair on his body was in fear: "He can't swallow."

"You can keep it in your mouth, it doesn't matter." Guo Heng bit his fingertips and put a red heart on Zhang Jueming's eyebrows. He formed a flower seal with both hands and sealed it on Zhang Jueming's chest. -"

Zhang Jueming suddenly reacted, his body trembled continuously, black evil burst out from the five holes in his chest at the same time.Standing behind Guo Heng, Guo Qingxuan immediately showed her dragon claws and crushed Heisha to pieces.

Zhou Qizun stared closely at Zhang Jueming's face, seeing Zhang Jueming's expression changed, he gasped in pain, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Qizun didn't hide, half of his face was splashed with blood, he touched Zhang Jueming's face, then touched Zhang Jueming's blood-stained lips, he approached Zhang Jueming: "Jade Ming, wake up, you can hear me Is it? Cassia?"

Zhang Jueming waited for a long time before opening his eyes slightly. He couldn't see Zhou Qizun's face clearly, but he could hear the heavy nasal sound in Zhou Qizun's voice.

This is the time to say "it's okay" and "don't worry".But when Zhou Qizun looked at him with red eyes and coaxed him so carefully, Zhang Jueming suddenly wanted to honestly "make a fool of himself".

He stretched out his arm, hugging Zhou Qizun's neck softly, leaning on the shoulder he dreamed of, Zhang Jueming honestly and weakly shouted: "It hurts..."

Zhou Qizun closed his eyes, stroked Zhang Jueming's hair with a big hand, and the corners of his eyes became wet.

Seeing Zhang Jueming wake up, Guo Heng also breathed a sigh of relief: "Leave here first, is there a place to rest? The mountain ghost still needs to cultivate well."

He looked around at the three scourges covered in bruises: "You are all injured, go to my dragon's back."

Guo Heng looked at Ma Boyuan on the other side again: "The mortal is still breathing, what's going on?"

Guo Qingxuan finished her madness, and then remembered that there was such an inch thing as Ma Boyuan, and felt extremely guilty for a moment, she lowered her head and frowned, pinching the Ni scales hanging around her neck with her fingers, and said quietly: "Take him with you, two Uncle, save him."

Guo Heng glanced at Guo Qingxuan's turquoise back scales, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, just turned around and walked in the direction of Ma Boyuan, and lifted Ma Boyuan from the ground.

Then, a flash of red light pierced through the night.

The red dragon circled around in mid-air, swung the dragon's head, and hung the dragon's tail down.

"It's almost dawn, and Lin Juan and Xiaotong are still at Dongyang's house. Now they can't find a more suitable place to go. It's better to go back and settle down for Zhang Jueming. He must rest well, and he can't stand the trouble. Aunt Zhao's side Think of another reason to explain." Guo Qingxuan said to Zhou Qizun.

Zhou Qizun nodded, grabbed Zhang Jueming's leg and picked him up: "Jaeming, let's go back first."

Zhang Jueming frowned, probably because the wound hurt so badly, he slowly grabbed Zhou Qizun's collar with his fingers, his pale fingers were cool and unable to use any strength, Zhang Jueming's head rubbed against Zhou Qizun's shoulder uncomfortably Rubbing, it's like being coquettish.

Being rubbed by him these two times, Zhou Qizun almost melted.He whispered in the most gentle tone: "Hey, hold on for a while, and I will always be with you."

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The red light landed like a burning meteor, and they returned to Zhao Ting's yard.

Lin Juan, the unlucky wretch, was still scratching the back of his head in the yard, as anxious as the stupidest ant on a hot pot, and when he saw them coming back, he rushed over to block them.

Lin Juan was still holding a stack of talismans in his left and right hands, and he shouted: "You are back! What happened to the heavy rain just now? And the blood world, the blood world suddenly disappeared, my lord... my lord! "

Seeing the bloody Zhang Jueming in Zhou Qizun's arms, Lin Juan forgot his words.

Startled again by Zhou Qizun's half bloody face, Lin Juan grumbled: "Brother, how did you get hurt so badly? Brother Zhou, you..."

"We're all fine. Stop talking nonsense, let them go in first." Guo Qingxuan pushed Lin Juan so as not to get in the way, and let Zhou Qizun carry Zhang Jueming into the house.

Riding on Guo Heng's dragon's spine, there was no one in the middle of the night, the red dragon swam quickly, but after only a short while, Zhang Jueming passed out again.

Zhang Jueming was nestled in Zhou Qizun's arms at the moment, with the broken hair covering his forehead, casting a layer of haze on his tightly closed eyelids.He was dead, light and airy, but he looked very well-behaved.Zhou Qizun seemed to be holding a priceless treasure, every step he took was like walking on thin ice, for fear of being a little bit more bumpy.

"Where are Aunt Zhao and Xiaotong?" Guo Qingxuan asked Lin Juan from behind.

"Not yet awake. Xiaotong is lying on the window sill of Aunt Zhao's room." Lin Juan said.

He turned to look at Guo Heng behind Guo Qingxuan.Guo Heng led the unconscious Ma Boyuan and shouted to Lin Juan, "Come and help me."

Lin Juan recognized the red dragon as the "Second Uncle" mentioned by Guo Qingxuan, the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan.He looked at Guo Heng for two seconds before stepping forward to help Ma Boyuan.

"Let Ma Boyuan go to your room first." Guo Qingxuan looked at Lin Juan's expression and said, "Don't worry, my second uncle never favors others. He will definitely explain to you about your master."

Guo Heng and Lin Juan were alone driving Ma Boyuan with one arm, and they didn't see eye to eye. It's not the time to talk, but because of understanding, Guo Heng quickly picked up the quarrel: "You are the young head of the corpse group. The previous head Qingxuan has already told me in a letter that I am here to help you, you can rest assured that you don’t need to be wary of me. As the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, I will definitely give you an explanation.”

"Okay." Lin Juan took a deep breath, and together with Guo Heng, he gently placed Ma Boyuan on his bed.

"This child has been trapped by evil spirits, and the situation is very bad. You guys go out first, and I will try to see if I can save him." Guo Heng said.

Therefore, Guo Qingxuan and Lin Juan had no choice but to wait outside.

Lin Juan felt buoyant, and then he became worried about Zhang Jueming. As soon as he left the house, he asked Guo Qingxuan, "Does your lord need any help?"

"The evil spirit has been removed, and his wounds will slowly heal on their own. With Zhou Qizun around, he will be fine."

"Well, that's good." Lin Juan said in a low voice.

"Go find them two clean clothes." Guo Qingxuan said, "Also, Xiaotong is about to wake up, let her come out to help. Go see Auntie Zhao again, don't let her wake up before dawn."

Lin Juan: "I know Sister Xuan. I'll go right away."

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On the other side of the room, Zhou Qizun froze by the bed for a while before carefully and gently putting Zhang Jueming on the bed.

He lifted up the quilt, held it in his hands, and passed the quilt from bottom to top, past Zhang Jueming's chest...Zhou Qizun didn't dare to cover Zhang Jueming anymore.

Zhou Qizun hesitated for a while, and put the quilt only on Zhang Jueming's waist and abdomen. His fingertips were numb, and he carefully picked up the broken clothes on Zhang Jueming's chest, lifted them up, and took a good look... ...

This injury is too cruel.Separation of flesh and blood.How painful it must be.

Ordinary people who suffered such injuries lost their lives in a short time and lost their senses. Like Zhou Yunheng, although his death was tragic, it was still a one-hit death.

And Zhang Jueming...he will be tortured by pain until his heart slowly heals, his bones and blood slowly regenerate, and his skin and flesh slowly heal...the pain of being broken, the pain of growing... ..Zhou Qizun couldn't think anymore.

Even if he can take a little bit of pain for Zhang Jueming, even if he can share the sin as big as a small grain.

Zhou Qizun wiped the cold sweat off Zhang Jueming's forehead.

The door was knocked three times, Lin Juan entered the room with clean clothes in his arms, and stood down beside the bed.

"Brother Zhou, I brought two clean clothes, you should change first." Seeing Zhou Qizun's gaudy face, Lin Juan said, "I'll get a basin of hot water later, and then I'll bring the medicine kit. You Wash it and treat the wound on your body. Especially the wound on your leg, if it gets infected, it will be troublesome if it gets infected. "

Lin Juan: "Hurry up, otherwise Aunt Zhao will be frightened when she gets up, and it will be even harder for Sister Xuan to make up words."

As Lin Juan said, he looked down at Zhang Jueming who was motionless on the bed: "I'll help you change your clothes."

Zhou Qizun shook his head: "I'll do it."

"Okay." Lin Juan plucked up his courage and shifted his gaze to Zhang Jueming's chest.He choked while panting, his nose sore, he felt like crying.

Lin Juan scolded in a low voice, "That bastard, sooner or later his body will be torn into pieces."

Zhou Qizun was silent for a while and didn't speak, his eyes stuck to Zhang Jueming's body and couldn't let go: "Lin Juan, Jueming's injury...I mean, do I need medicine? Is there..."

"...The Great Barren Mountain Ghost has noble blood." Lin Juan pursed his lips, "Our medicine is useless to him."

"It's useless...it's useless..." Zhou Qizun murmured.

He was at a loss, and only asked such nonsense when he was in a panic.Zhang Jueming is not an ordinary person, so how can he use ordinary people's medicine.

But Zhou Qizun still didn't give up, he was extremely stupid: "Doesn't it even have the effect of relieving pain?"

"My lord, what kind of painkillers are useful in this situation..." Lin Juan's mouth twitched, and eye circles were hot, "His chest has been ripped out, how can he take the medicine..."

"Then what should I do." Zhou Qizun inserted/inserted his fingers into Zhang Jueming's wet and cold hair, his voice was sore and hoarse, "He yelled to me that it hurts..."