Burning fire

Perhaps it was because he was so worried about Zhou Qizun that Zhang Jueming was dizzy.

However, after just over half an hour, his chest suddenly rose and fell, and he began to cough violently.

The violent cough caused his body to twitch, but Zhang Jueming couldn't wake up.He couldn't open his eyes, and the eyeballs frantically rolled under a layer of pale and thin eyelids.

"Cassia..." The light of the longevity bell disappeared instantly, and then the bell fell from mid-air and landed in Zhang Jueming's hand.

——Without life, Zhou Yi's soul fell into a deep sleep.

Coughing a few times made his chest hurt, Zhang Jueming felt in a coma, as if his heart was pounding against his ribs, and he wanted to rush out like crazy, to Zhou Qizun.

The ribs were shaken by the hysterical impact, and they were about to fall apart.But a heart is always closed and cannot go out.

It can't get out, he can't wake up.

It hurts, it hurts.

A blur of blood red suddenly appeared in the chaotic consciousness, Zhang Jueming opened his dry lips, and took a slight breath.

His body swayed, and he couldn't rely on the tree trunk anymore, and fell sideways to the ground.

His body convulsed suddenly, and Zhang Jueming curled up on the ground, like a helpless child, his face was stained by the cold mud.

He was a helpless child, struggling to find a dead end in a sea of ​​fiery consciousness.If you're dead, it won't hurt anymore.

Fire, the nightmare was full of fire, the crackling of things breaking in my ears, and the pungent smell of burning.

Zhang Jueming lay here, feeling his breath getting hotter and hotter.

Suddenly, someone hugged him tightly in his arms.

who?Zhang Jueming tried his best to open his eyes a little, but he could only vaguely see the corner of the man's mouth.

In the raging fire, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and he smiled so presumptuously that it hurt his eyes.

The person holding him said: "Don't be afraid, brother will take you out."

Going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, the world is walking, and Mingyuan is passing by, Zhang Jueming's eyes have seen too many things.

There is good and bad, yin and yang, reincarnation of life and death, cause and effect of good and evil... Everything is mostly double-sided. There is no light behind the sun, and the beautiful skin is turbid flesh and blood.

But this smile, it's different.It is distinct and only conveys the hope of life.

"That's great." Zhang Jueming said heartily, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the upturned corner of his mouth.

……

"My lord, my lord!"

Who is calling him?

Zhang Jueming opened his eyes and found himself being helped up.He was sitting on the ground with his back leaning against a big tree, and opposite him was squatting Lin Juan.

"Lin Juan?" Zhang Jueming frowned, opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"You're awake." Lin Juan let out a long sigh of relief.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jueming saw the longevity bell fell on the ground, and reached out to pick it up.

"I came out to look for you." Lin Juan said, "Qongqi's sharp horns moved before, and then suddenly stopped moving. You said you have something to do, and you will come back to the hotel to find me at night, but it's already midnight, and I haven't seen you. .”

"I found that your will-o'-the-wisp has weakened. I guess you must be in trouble, so I followed the will-o'-the-wisp." Lin Juan was holding a small glass bottle in his hand, which contained a faintly glowing kindling.

——This was left to him by Zhang Jueming earlier, so that it would be convenient for Lin Juan to find him.

Lin Juan carefully looked at Zhang Jueming's face, and saw that his face was still pale: "My lord, what happened? Are you injured?"

Lin Juan: "I didn't wake you up no matter what I told you just now."

Lin Juan was really scared just now, how could he have imagined that with this ability, the demon lord guarding Jiuyou would look so embarrassed.

Zhang Jueming must have been haunted by a nightmare just now, he kept calling someone's name in such a weak and frightened voice...

Lin Juan took a sneak peek at Zhang Jueming, and saw that his beautiful and exquisite profile face was motionless, and he could not find the slightest fragility before.

"Who is Zhou Qizun?" Lin Juan thought to himself, "Why does your lord keep calling this name?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Jueming picked up the knife beside him, "Is Qiongqi's sharp horn still moving?"

Zhang Jueming changed the subject because he was not going to tell Lin Juan.

His status was poor, and Lin Juan was now relying on Zhang Jueming for help. Zhang Jueming didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to continue asking.

"Not yet. There has been no movement since the afternoon." Lin Juan took out the box from his bag and opened it, and Qiongqi's sharp horns were lying obediently in the box.

"But I can be sure that Qiongqi is nearby, maybe very close to us." Zhang Jueming cut his palm with the tip of a knife, and fed the blood that flowed out to Changshengling.

"This is..." Lin Juan's eyes widened, and his mouth bald without thinking, "Is this the Nether's Longevity Bell? Whose soul is your lord using this treasure to raise?"

Zhang Jueming stared at Lin Juan in silence, Lin Juan realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly shut up, not daring to ask any more questions.

The longevity bell sucked the blood, and it emitted a crystal white light again.As soon as Zhou Yi inside regained his soul consciousness, he immediately asked anxiously, "Casia? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm very good."

"...What's the matter!" Zhou Yi was in a hurry, and said, "Don't feed Changshengling blood now! What's the matter with you!"

Zhang Jueming glanced at Lin Juan again: "Lin Juan is here, you have just recovered your soul consciousness, you should rest first."

After Zhang Jueming said this, Zhou Yi in Changsheng Ling stopped scolding him.

Lin Juan looked at the sky, pretending that he was a big deaf man who had never heard the soul in the bell speak.

But he couldn't help gossiping in his heart: "Dare to teach such a harsh lesson, is the soul in this bell the lord's sweetheart?"

But what about "Zhou Qizun"?

A big-horned man like a mountain ghost rides a red leopard into the abyss of the underworld, punishes thousands of souls with one hand, and guards the dark Nine Nether all day long, and is accompanied by the sinful evil of the great evil. Just searching twice is enough Perverted.

Zhang Jueming like this, when he was injured and unconscious, he would repeat a name so weakly and embarrassingly, he was as weak as acting like a baby...

The name "Zhou Qizun" must be extremely important to him.Thinking about it this way, this "Zhou Qizun" is more like a sweetheart...

But..."Zhou Qizun", this is a man's name, right?

"Lin Jue."

"Ah, I'm here!" Lin Juan disobeyed and thought about Zhang Jueming without authorization, when he was called suddenly, he couldn't help being startled.

It was a real "jump", and Lin Juan jumped up from the ground.Thanks to him for jumping beautifully, Qiongqi's half-tipped horns were originally held in his hands, but at this moment they fell out of the box and rolled on the ground.

Lin Juan hurriedly chased to pick it up.

Zhang Jueming frowned: "Let's hurry back to the hotel, I will set up an formation tonight, and first surround the hotel..."

"Huh?" Lin Juan was dumbfounded.If it wasn't too strange, he wouldn't interrupt Zhang Jueming, "My lord, look at this sharp horn, why did it run away by itself?"

"What?" Upon hearing Zhang Jueming's words, he quickly stood up and stepped to Lin Juan's side.

"You...you see..." Lin Juan swallowed, and pointed to the sharp corner on the ground with an index finger.

Zhang Jueming watched helplessly as the pointed horn continued to roll half a circle on the ground, and then turned around, pointing to the forest ahead!

"My lord, you saw it, I (but) didn't (did) touch it!" Lin Juan shouted too eagerly, his mouth was a little bald.

"Get out of the way." Zhang Jueming lifted Lin Juan up and blocked him behind him.

The night sky seemed to lower suddenly, and the darkness approached directly above their heads, as if trying to crush them to death.

"My lord..." Lin Juan swallowed all his saliva, and his tongue was so dry that it hurt.

"Be careful." Zhang Jueming's palms burst into flames, revealing his sting.

Seeing the punishment, Lin Juan's nerves became more tense, he reached out and searched in the bag, and took out a few talismans and a handful of Shi Gandang.

The darkness was lower, falling quietly, covering their faces and covering their eyes.Zhang Jueming blinked vigorously.

"My lord, do you feel that it's getting darker?" Lin Juan whispered, "I can hardly see anything."

A stench suddenly appeared and entered their nostrils.The stench pierced from the nose to the head, and then rushed into the internal organs, making Lin Juan dizzy with nausea.

Lin Juan thumped and knelt on the ground, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and said, "What... so smelly..."

The sharp horns on the ground suddenly trembled wildly, and the dark purple scales on the horns emitted a faint light.

"It's Qiongqi's wound, and the rotting smell of its broken horns."

As soon as Zhang Jueming finished speaking, Lin Juan felt a large hot drop falling from the sky and dripping on his forehead.He touched it with his hand, and it was disgustingly sticky.

Stomach acid was churning frantically, Lin Juan clasped his hands, holding back his vomiting.

"If I'm not wrong..." Zhang Jueming raised his head, his eyes changed, "Qingqi is now above our heads."

Lin Juan didn't dare to move, his whole body was stiff, his eyes widened, and he saw the thick black shadow in the sky, like a huge curtain, moving slowly!

It slowly approached them, getting lower and lower, closer, closer...

Zhang Jueming stared intently, and found that the black thing looked like a huge wing!

Suddenly, a tiger-like roar shattered the night!