Immortal love

late at night.

Tong Anyu pushed open the door, and saw the two people on the bed at a glance, sleeping deeply, with no sign of waking up.

Counting from the day Fan Qian was poisoned, three days have passed.Until this afternoon, the detoxification process was considered complete, after which Lin Moguan fell into a deep sleep.After putting so much blood, I haven't closed my eyes for the past few days. After all, I am not a hard-working person, so how can I be tireless.

Tong Anyu walked to the bed and stared at the face of the person sleeping outside.He had often seen this face in the mirror, and then suddenly saw it like this one day. It was really weird at first, but he got used to it after looking at it.

However, habit does not mean becoming natural.

Some things are never right...

Tong Anyu narrowed his eyes, and a dagger slipped out from his cuff, pointing straight down, aiming at Lin Moguan's heart.

As long as the knife is cut down, the heart veins will be directly destroyed, and no matter how high the martial arts are, people will surely die.And once this person dies, the soul in this body will definitely leave the body, and then he can... can he?Is it really possible?

He tickled the corners of his lips mockingly, and turned his eyes to look at the door. Someone was coming in from the door, and when he found him here, he looked at the things in his hand, and his expression changed: "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Tong Anyu asked back, the corners of his lips curled up even higher.

Bailiyuan was puzzled: "You want to assassinate Ran Xiaoxiang? I thought you were the closest person to him in the Qingyu Sect. Do you have any grudges?"

Tong Anyu shrugged: "The matter between me and him is difficult for outsiders to understand."

Hearing this ambiguous statement, Bailiyuan became more suspicious, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.His gaze shifted to the dagger in Tong Anyu's hand, his brows frowned, he was silent for a while, and finally said: "Don't touch him."

"Huh?" Tong Anyu raised his eyebrows, "I must have heard wrong, are you asking me to let this person go?"

Bailiyuan ignored the playfulness in his eyes: "That's right, I hope you don't hurt this person."

"Oh? I understand." Tong Anyu laughed slowly, "Look at your cold face, but your heart is actually very soft, isn't it?"

"It has nothing to do with my heart."

Bailiyuan said with a sullen face, "As the leader of the Qingyu Sect, I don't know what kind of person he is, and I don't want to know. All I know is that what he did for Tan Lingbo is something that even I may not be able to do."

"So you're touched by him, aren't you?"

Tong Anyu let out a long sigh, "You, since you are an elm head, you should keep going. Why do you want to be softened by others?"

Bailiyuan couldn't understand the meaning of the words, and didn't want to ask, he just said, "Put down the dagger."

"You want me to put down the dagger? Get it yourself." Tong Anyu smiled and blinked.

Bailiyuan knew it would be useless to talk to this person, so he walked towards him.He just took two steps, and heard him say again: "If you get closer, I will stab you down." As he said, he really moved the dagger down, getting closer to the man's heart.

Bailiyuan immediately stopped and gritted his teeth impatiently: "What exactly do you want?"

"It's nothing, I just want this person to die."

"Can't."

"Oh? Then how are you going to stop me?"

"How are you going to stop?"

"Hmm..." Tong Anyu pondered, his expression became more subtle, "Then you just listen to me."

"Listen to you?"

"What I mean is—from now until you leave this room, you must listen to every word I say, and you must not refuse, let alone resist."

Bailiyuan's frown became tighter and tighter, and he suddenly let go, understanding the meaning of the other party, and suddenly stiffened: "Delusion!"

"Oh? Then I won't be polite." Tong Anyu smiled nonchalantly, and moved the dagger, but this time it slipped onto Fan Qian's neck.

Bailiyuan's face changed drastically: "Stop!"

"Stop? Do you want me to listen to you?" Tong Anyu squinted, "Then will you listen to me?"

Bailiyuan clenched his teeth and hesitated for less than five seconds before the dagger on Fan Qian's neck sank.

At this time, even a slight shake of Tong Anyu's hand would make Fan Qian's blood flow like a fountain.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Bailiyuan squeezed out his voice through his teeth without any time to hesitate.

"Oh?" Tong Anyu raised his eyebrows, "You really listened..."

Bailiyuan had already made up his mind, he didn't bother to play around anymore, he asked stiffly: "What do you want me to do?"

Tong Anyu was silent for a while.Looking back at the person on the bed, the chance to easily take this person's life like this is rare.However, even if he kills the other party here, and then he commits suicide, can the soul really return to that body?

If it's really that simple, wouldn't everyone be able to come back from the dead at will, and change their bodies to play with others?Even though that body originally belonged to him, and it may have some connection with the soul, but after all, it is not absolutely sure.in addition……

Finally, Tong Anyu put away the dagger and looked towards Bailiyuan with a gentle smile on his lips: "Then take off all your clothes first."

Even though he had made the worst plan, Bailiyuan still had a gloomy face when he heard this request with his own ears, sullen and reluctant in every possible way.But I also understand that it is useless to talk more.

Silently undo the clothes, from top to bottom, from the outside to the inside, until there is nothing left.

Tong Anyu put his arms around his arms and looked at the burly body. Although the moonlight came in from the window, it didn't shine on this person. He was shrouded in shadows, looking a little gloomy, and there was a feeling of being dormant in the dark. The beast-like vigor in the world.

Even if it is a beast, it is still a trapped beast...

"Go, lie down on the table." Tong Anyu continued to ask.

What else could Bailiyuan do?According to the words, he walked to the table, bent down, and leaned down slowly with his hands on the table.

"It's not right." Tong Anyu walked up to Bailiyuan with a half-smile, pressed his waist and pushed him to a certain position, put his hand through his neck and clasped his chin, and lifted him up.

"Look, let's do this, facing those two people."

"..."

"Don't close your eyes. Remember, you have to listen to me before you leave this room."

"..."

Bailiyuan almost crushed the gums in his mouth, clenched his fists tightly, and his fingertips dug deeply into the flesh.

Directly in front of the line of sight, unbiased, is the bed, and──

"See? If it wasn't for those two people, you wouldn't be in the same situation now."

Tong Anyu leaned behind him, whispering softly, "Is it worth it? With two people like this, one treats you indifferently and harshly, and the other will separate from you sooner or later. Why do you have to do this for someone or something that doesn't belong to you? "

Bailiyuan didn't want to say more, some things were unclear, and he didn't think this person would care.

Although, he was the one who poisoned Fan Qian before, but if he didn't have to do this... If he could protect Fan Qian and Cong Long's secrets in other ways, then he would try his best to do so.

And if he can't do it with his ability, but another person can replace him...

"What will you get in the end?" Tong Anyu continued to whisper in his ear, his thin lips gently brushing against his earlobe when he opened and closed his mouth.

He frowned, pursed his thin lips, and remained silent.

Tong Anyu didn't care, and said to himself: "What are you living your life for? For others, or for yourself?"

Bailiyuan finally got impatient and replied: "What does it have to do with you?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Tong Anyu chuckled, his hand slipped from Bailiyuan's chest, brushed over the tight waistline, and continued down...

Bailiyuan held his breath suddenly, and then heard a whispering sentence behind his ear: "I'll let you know what's wrong with me."

"..."

Outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and a dark cloud creeps quietly from afar.

It looks like the night is going to be long.

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The sixth day after poisoning, that is, the third day after detoxification.

Fan Qian woke up and turned around, just in time Bailiyuan was guarding in the room, so he was able to have a good conversation.

Regarding Bailiyuan poisoning him once, Fan Qian was quite unhappy, but on the other hand, he could somewhat understand the other party's thoughts, coupled with the weakness after a few days of coma, he was really powerless to lose his temper, so he simply ignored it up.

The most important thing right now is Lin Moguan's physical condition.

As the person who was directly poisoned, Fan Qian woke up, but Lin Moguan did not. How could he not be worried?

The detoxification process has been completed, and the only thing left is to rest. As long as you have enough rest, you will wake up... Of course, the possibility of not waking up from sleep is not ruled out.

The more Fan Qian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't dare to leave the bedside.In this way, on the second day, his condition continued to improve, while Lin Moguan continued to sleep until nightfall.

He was lying on his side, holding Lin Moguan's hand, staring at the peaceful side face, and murmured dreamily: "Brother Lin, wake up."

This wasn't the first time he had called like this, but he hadn't received any response until now.But he still called out every few moments: "Brother Lin, wake up."

Time and time again, I can't count how many times, I called from under the bed to the bed, from opening my eyes to closing them.

Maybe until he fell asleep, or even in a dream, he would keep thinking: "Brother Lin, wake up."

"..."

"Brother Lin, wake up."

"……Um."

Fan Qian suddenly opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him. His eyelids were slowly opening. His eyes were floating in the air in vain at first, and then gradually focused and moved to this side.

Looking at each other, Fan Qian opened his mouth and squeezed out with difficulty: "Brother Lin?" The voice was very small, afraid that he would wake himself up if he made a loud noise, and realized that it was just a dream.

"En." Lin Moguan replied.

After being in a coma for a few days, the memory is coming back quickly, recalling what happened before.

Now, he is awake, and Fan Qian is talking to him... It seems that both of them have been favored by the goddess of luck.

And Fan Qian also gradually came back to his senses, convinced that what was in front of him was real, and quickly asked: "How do you feel? Are you dizzy, hungry, thirsty?"

These are all his own experiences when he just woke up, especially thirsty.

Lin Moguan is no exception, nodding.

Fan Qian immediately jumped out of bed and poured a cup of tea, and then returned to the bed, only to find that Lin Moguan had sat up by himself, leaning against the head of the bed.He couldn't help admiring, knowing that when he just woke up, he couldn't even tell north, south, east, west, let alone sit up by himself.

Passing the tea to Lin Moguan, while he was drinking water, Fan Qian went to fill another bowl of porridge from the casserole on the table - it was brought by Bailiyuan earlier.In fact, I must have no appetite just after waking up, but it is better to eat something to replenish my strength.

Lin Moguan was indeed not hungry, but he sympathized with Fan Qian's hard work, and continued to drink porridge after drinking the water.Seeing that he was in good spirits, Fan Qian felt relieved.

After that, I put those cups and bowls back on the table, went back to the bed and sat down again, and asked, "How do you feel now, what else do you need?"

Seeing Lin Moguan shaking his head, Fan Qian became quiet, but his mind was still spinning.In fact, there were only a few things going around, and it was just going back and forth that disturbed him.After a while, a sentence popped out: "You almost died, you know?"

Lin Moguan didn't say a word, which was his tacit consent.

do you know?How could you not know?To be more precise, he was not the only one who almost died.

"You did it last time to save me..." Fan Qian was suffocated. It turned out that it was still difficult to talk about this matter, and he would feel suffocated when he said it.

His face became more and more serious, he took a deep breath and continued, "If you do something for me again this time, what do you tell me to do... what should I do?"

Lin Moguan stared at him, still silent.

He pursed his lips, tighter and tighter, until his lips turned white, and then he said gloomily: "In the two years since last time, I don't know how I got here, I...I can't even think about it now, If this time you... don't I have to die with you?"

Speaking of the last few words, the eye sockets were instantly red, and there was a burst of soreness and heat in the eyes.Immediately, a hand stretched out toward him—

He immediately turned his head to avoid the hand and the other party's gaze.

"I'm going to wash my face." The hoarse voice squeezed out this sentence, stood up, and rushed out of the room as if to escape.

In fact, it's not because he's afraid of losing face, but... Maybe he just doesn't want the other party to find him sad.

There's no need to be sad, both of them survived the crisis, safe and sound, no?What's so sad about that?You should be happy──

Of course he thought so, but as long as he thought that he almost lost that person again, he felt that he was going crazy.

He washed his face with cold water to cheer himself up. After thinking about it, he went to get some hot water mixed with cold water, and then returned to the room with this basin of warm water.

He put the water beside the bed, and smiled as naturally as possible at the corner of his mouth: "Wipe your face."

"Um."

Lin Moguan reached out to take the cloth towel, but Fan Qian glared at him: "What are you doing? I mean, I'll wipe it for you."

Lin Moguan was slightly taken aback: "No, I can do it myself."

Fan Qian twisted the wet cloth in his hand, raised his eyes: "It's rare for me to serve people like this."

Lin Moguan pursed his thin lips slightly, and a faint smile crossed the corners of his lips: "I'm very honored."

Fan Qian nodded in satisfaction, spread out the cloth towel, and wiped the other person's forehead down, carefully and gently.

Lin Moguan sat where he was, and closed his eyes. For a moment, he even felt that it would be good for time to stop here.

It's a pity that Fan Qian finished wiping after a while, put the cloth towel back into the water and rubbed it, and seeing that there was still so much water in the basin, it seemed a bit wasteful to just wipe his face, and... even though he was lying on the bed for a few days without jumping up or down It won't be dirty, but it must be refreshing, right?

So he said, "Wipe off your body too."

Lin Moguan was silent for a few seconds, his brows raised faintly: "Are you coming?"

"Yeah." Fan Qian nodded thoughtfully, "You just woke up, you must have no mental strength, just take a rest. I'll help you, what's the matter?"

Does it matter? ...Lin Moguan fell silent again.

Fan Qian took his silence as acquiescence, took off his shoes and went to bed, unbuttoned his skirt, and wiped from his neck down.

After wiping, I couldn't help but take a few more glances—this person's skin is really good, it's white and tender, as if water can be squeezed out, it's different from the bronze color of Lin Moguan itself in the past, um... I don't know which figure is better before or now?

They are all tall, but now his own altitude seems to be a little lower, so he may not be able to see them accurately.In short, there is not much difference in touch, they are all very strong, and the muscle without any burden feels great...

While thinking wildly, he wiped and wiped. After wiping his upper body, he wiped it into other people's pants.

Such a mindless behavior did not scare the other party, but startled him himself, and withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "No way..."

He raised his eyes, and met a calm face, without the slightest bit of shame or embarrassment, so calm, so calm that he almost thought that he had made a mistake...but he was very clear and sure that he was not mistaken.He really felt it just now.

"What does this mean? That..."

He raised his hand and stroked in the air, embarrassed to point directly at the crotch of others, "Is that normal? Or... got angry again? But you have only slept for a few days, so you can't be so angry?"

Lin Moguan stared at him intently, and after a while, he replied, "What difference does it make if he is insane or not?"

Fan Qian was stunned: "Of course there is a difference. If you are crazy, then I will definitely help you. If you are not, then I will..." So what?

I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly became anxious, "Just tell me if you've gone mad."

"Yes." Lin Moguan said, "No."

"Ah?" Fan Qian stared wide-eyed, "Are you making me happy? It's nothing..."

"In the final analysis, it's all because of you." Lin Moguan interrupted with such a sentence.

Fan Qian was stunned: "Because... because of me?" How could it be because of him?did he do anything

Uh, is it because he just rubbed and rubbed it, which led to "friction and fire"?No... no, yes, right?He really never thought it would be like this!

"Then what do you want from me?" Scratching his head angrily, "I didn't do it on purpose, or would I be responsible?"

In fact, it was just casual talk, but the silence of the other party pushed the conversation into a strange and inexplicable atmosphere.

The veins on Fan Qian's forehead throbbed, and an inexplicable impulse surged up: "Okay, okay, take responsibility, what's the big deal? Anyway, it's not the first time, I just... I owe you in my last life!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand resolutely and pulled down the other party's waistband.

The majestic giant suddenly came into view, he was stunned, swallowed his saliva, and only then began to regret his impulsiveness.

However, the matter has come to this point, I can only bite the bullet and grab that thing into my hand, my heart palpitations instantly, it's so hot, so hard... The vivid touch that can't be ignored, seems to double the visual stimulation, and I can't help but close my eyes.

No, I can't watch it anymore... The more I tell myself like this, the more I want to watch it. It's something that I also have, but it seems to be suddenly full of incredible attraction, a kind of... the temptation of primitive instinct.

why?Fan Qian couldn't figure it out at all, and felt more and more confused.

Don't turn your head, at least don't face people, and then one hand grabbed his chin, turned his face around, and the other hand grabbed the back of his neck, pressing him forward.

Unable to resist, he was forced to approach the other party, and a kiss came oncoming, lingering, as if he was telling something, and the long talk was endless.

In this almost suffocating kiss, the hand left his chin, and when he felt it again, it had come to his waist, going down from the line in the center of his belly button.

He was taken aback, and only then did he think of struggling, but of course it was useless.The part being held reflected the opponent's palm, sending him a shameful heat and hardness.

Damn...how did he become like this again?How colorful is this body?There is a reaction to being kissed, to being touched, to even looking at others!

Push all the crimes on the body, and then, helplessly let it become hotter and stiffer under the rubbing and caressing of the other party. Water drops ooze from the red and swollen bell mouth, just like the tears of resignation he shed in his heart for himself.

That's right, he resigned to his fate, he just couldn't resist desire, couldn't resist... the temptation of this person.Over and over again, while telling myself that this is wrong, I ran towards this almost immoral pleasure without looking back.

It's really weird how things turned out, isn't it?For many years, he and this person have been good friends, even like brothers, but now they do such deviant things again and again...

His feelings about this are very complicated, but among so many complicated feelings, there is no resistance, disgust, or disgust...

why is that?Is there some kind of factor hidden in his nature?Or because it is this person, so...

Well?What was he thinking just now?Because of this person?This person is different from others?Why...why would he think this way?

Confusion engulfed him like a big net, at this moment, his lips were released, he gasped for breath, and took the time to ask, "Why are you messing with me again?"

In fact, up to now, it is of course useless to ask such a question, but he always feels that he should ask.Otherwise, it would be as if he had willingly accepted and acquiesced in such a thing, and he would have become this person's accomplice, rather than... just a friend who came to help.

"Isn't it better for us to be together?" Lin Moguan said lightly, stroking Fan Qian's neck with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, just like stroking a pet.

"What's so good..." Fan Qian muttered softly.

No matter what he said, Lin Moguan didn't intend to expose his disobedience, but just said: "Take off your pants."

"Take off your pants? Why?" Isn't this possible?

Lin Moguan didn't explain, but hooked his fingers around the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down.

"Wait...wait a minute." Fan Qian was embarrassed for a moment, and he probably couldn't hold him back, so he had to compromise, "Okay, I'll take it off, I'll take it off myself."

He took off his pants, and suddenly thought of something, his face changed: "I only use my hands, no need...don't touch the back."

"Yeah." Lin Moguan didn't intend to do that.

Of course, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's just...it's really helpless to say it, after all, I've been in a coma for several days, and lost a lot of blood, almost hollowing out half of my body.No matter how good your physique is, it is not indestructible after all. You need to recuperate well, and you shouldn't be emotional. If you try to force yourself to do that, you might just pass out from exhaustion, which is really a stain on your life.

"Sit here." He said, slipping his hand behind Fan Qian's waist.

Fan Qian looked around wonderingly: "I'm already sitting very close, where should I sit?"

"Sit here." Lin Moguan lifted him up, and the other hand freed up to hold his leg, separated his legs, and let him sit on his lap.

Fan Qian was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently: "I don't do riding poses!"

He kept pushing and shoving, but even though this person had just woken up from a coma, his strength was still not to be underestimated. Instead of being pushed away by him, he insisted on pushing him down.

"No need to ride." Lin Moguan said.

It cannot be denied that he did think that way, but it probably really killed Fan Qian, whether it was in terms of physical strength—after all, Fan Qian had only just woken up for the second day, or in terms of mood.

So he didn't force it, just said, "Just sit like this."

Fan Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but was puzzled: "Why do I have to sit like this?" I always feel very awkward, how can such a big person sit on someone else's lap...

He still wanted to retreat, but Lin Moguan clasped his waist tightly, not allowing him to escape, and even grabbed him even closer, making the two bodies closer together.

Suddenly, Fan Qian felt that hot and hard object, and his equally hot and hard part...

He couldn't help looking down, but before he could see clearly, Lin Moguan grabbed his hand, put his five fingers together, and held it.

But it's impossible to hold it, it's so thick... The desires of two men are actually tied together in this way.

Fan Qian was dumbfounded watching such a scene.Lin Moguan held his hand, and led him along, doing it up and down.

He was instantly confused, who was caressing whom?Which is his own hand?Rubbing, constantly rubbing... Not only the friction between the palm and the genitals, but also the sensitive back of the genitals rubbing against each other, the throbbing of the blue veins passed from one to the other, and the trembling was beyond words.

"Ah..." There was a quick kiss on the lips, followed by another, and another.Every time was heavier and heavier, and finally the lips finally closed deeply, an extremely passionate kiss, which almost exhausted all the air in his lungs.

Suddenly, Lin Moguan hugged him tightly: "Xiaoqian." The deep voice fell next to his ears, with a hint of imperceptible hoarseness, extremely sexy.

Fan Qian's heartbeat missed a few beats, and he answered in a dazed state, "Huh?"

Lin Moguan hugged him even tighter: "I'm really crazy."

"Varied……"

Fan Qian was stunned, and suddenly became nervous, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong, or has it gotten worse? Don't scare me, how are you doing now?"

"..." Lin Moguan didn't intend to scare him.really not.

After a while of silence, he slowly let go of him, the sea current in his eyes turned to his eyes, "It's nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?" Fan Qian frowned, "Nothing, why did you say that? You..."

"fool."

"what?"

"Why don't you understand?"

"You..." What exactly do you want him to understand?

As soon as the questioning words gushed out of her throat, she was once again melted in the lingering kiss.

"Well……"

Forget it, next time I will ask you carefully, and you must ask why it is not possible.

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Due to various emergencies, no matter whether they were known or not, in short, the members of Qing Yujiao who originally planned to stay in Qinlang Villa for only two days were delayed for more than ten days.

It would be too suspicious to drag it on any longer, and Lin Moguan and Fan Qian's bodies are almost healthy, so they can set off.

The day before his departure, Fan Qian couldn't stand Lin Moguan's urging several times, so he went to Bailiyuan and persuaded him to go with Tong Anyu.

If Fan Qian had gone to say this to Bailiyuan at the beginning, Bailiyuan would definitely have refused to agree, but in these days, many things have changed.In other words, what changed was not the things themselves, but the aspects he saw.

In the end, Bailiyuan nodded and left with Tong Anyu, the destination - unknown.

The next day, Fan Qian and Lin Moguan also set off to go back to the headquarters of the Qingyu Cult, a place called Youyan Valley.

Because a large group of people was too conspicuous, and some people had other affairs to do, they were divided into several groups.The leader's trip went directly back to Youyan Valley, including Zhao Jie, who also went with him.

On the way, Zhao Jie still did not forget to remind and urge Lin Moguan secretly about Conglong's secret book.However, after all, unlike extorting a confession by torture, it takes time to accumulate a person's trust psychologically. Zhao Jie will not fail to understand, so when Lin Moguan told him to stay calm, he was not easy to argue. .

Regarding Conglong's secret book, Fan Qian has long been suspicious, but every time he was locked up with Lin Mo, he always forgot to ask. Until today, he finally remembered: "What exactly is Conglong's secret book? Is it like "Conquering the Dragon" Eighteen Palms" ah "Nine Yin Manual" and other martial arts secrets?"

"No, it's a mechanism technique."

"Mechanism? Is this kind of thing very powerful?"

"It is said that there are some powerful organs among them. If they are set up properly, they can destroy an army."

"Really?" Fan Qian smacked his tongue, "Then why does the Qingyu Sect want this kind of thing? To fight a war?"

"Qingyu Sect is a cult in nature, and you know it." Even though he is the leader of the sect, Lin Moguan kept aloof when talking about the sect's affairs.

"In martial arts works, don't those cults often face righteous siege?"

Hearing Lin Moguan's question, Fan Qian turned his head: "Could it be that you are too?"

Lin Moguan nodded: "That's why Zhao Jie wants to get Conglong's secret book, set up traps, and then lure the enemy to kill them all."

"This guy is such a ruthless character."

Fan Qian touched the back of his neck, "Fortunately, I don't know where Conglong's secret book is, and of course it's impossible to give him the secret book, otherwise I don't know how many good people he will kill."

Lin Moguan was silent for a while, and said, "I also want to follow the dragon secret book."

"You?" Fan Qian opened his eyes wide, "What do you want that for?"

"In addition to the large-scale mechanism for killing enemies on the battlefield, there are also some small and medium-sized traps from the Dragon Secret Book."

Lin Moguan explained, "In the Qingyu Sect, headed by Zhao Jie, there is a group of dangerous elements who are the most threatening. They are very cunning. It is not easy to defeat them all. If one mistake is made, there will be endless troubles. If we can lure them all into the trap , Trapping them, I don’t need to do it myself.”

"Hmm..." These gang fights are really complicated!

Fan Qian grinned, "Then you are doing harm to the people like this? You really deserve to be a law enforcement officer?"

Lin Moguan shook his head slowly, his eyes gradually sinking.

It's just that once it's been involved, it's hard to get out of it.What's more, there is Fan Qian now, even if it's just for him, some threats must be eliminated.

Now that he has figured out the ins and outs, Fan Qian's thoughts changed accordingly, from happiness to regret: "Unfortunately, I don't know where the Conglong Secret Book is. It would be great if the memory in the brain can be inherited after occupying the body. "

"Maybe there are other ways." Lin Moguan paused, "Maybe, you can help me find the secret book."

"Will it?" Fan Qian spread his hands, "But you know very well that I basically know nothing about Tan Lingbo and their Tanjiazhuang. How can I help you?"

"But since you didn't occupy someone else's body, you entered into this person alone, maybe it's not just a coincidence." Lin Moguan's eyes flashed a sharp light.

"Really? I hope so." Fan Qian scratched his head, "But you want to destroy the Qingyu Sect, does Tong Anyu know? If he knows, will he..."

"He will cooperate with me." Lin Mo cut off the conversation.

"What? He even—"

Fan Qian was surprised, "Isn't Qingyu Sect his sect? Even if he is not the leader now, he wouldn't be so self-defeating that he would kill the entire sect."

"As I said, he only has martial arts in his heart." Lin Moguan said lightly, "And after removing the Qingyu Sect, he can be more free and do whatever he wants."

"Is that so? But since he doesn't care much about the position of leader, why did he still take it in the first place?"

"For those martial arts that only the leader can learn."

"... Freak."

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For Fan Qian, whose butt hurts when he rides a horse, the greatest happiness is to travel in a carriage.

It turned out that when Bailiyuan was around, he and Fan Qian were in the same car.Now that Bailiyuan was gone, the person who rode with him became Lin Moguan.

Lin Moguan had been riding a horse before, but he was used to it, but he just wanted to be with Fan Qian.Fan Qian was naturally happy to have him as his company.

This afternoon, the carriage was driving normally on the mountain road, when suddenly there were a few neighing sounds from outside the carriage, and the carriage stopped abruptly.

"Who?" Someone shouted.

"Sell medicine!" A voice replied confidently.

"Ridiculous! Selling medicines and setting up stalls, how can there be any reason to stop cars and sell medicines?"

"There are rich people in the car, so I will sell medicine."

"..."

yeah?This person is too interesting!

Fan Qian became curious, opened the curtain of the car and looked out, and saw a man standing not far away, dressed so plainly that it could be called shabby, with a gray cloth bag on his shoulder, and a stubble beard on his face, but his appearance was not old, at most Also about 30 years old.

"Walk around, no one is sick or in pain here, go sell your medicine elsewhere." Someone came over and chased away the medicine seller.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Moguan suddenly appeared, stopped the person from the Qingyu Sect, and then turned his attention to the pharmacist: "Are you a pharmacist, He Yi?"

The drug seller said "ah", nodded, and asked, "Do you want to buy medicine?"

Lin Moguan said, "Pharmacist He, please get in the car."

He Yi didn't shirk, he came over and climbed up the car, and said while climbing, "I need money urgently now, you buy medicine, I'll make it cheaper for you."

Lin Moguan didn't answer, and asked He Yi to sit down in the seat, and then brought Fan Qian over to let him sit beside He Yi.

"My friend was poisoned once, and the poison is cured now, but I still want to ask Pharmacist He to help him see if the poison has left any effect."

Hearing Lin Moguan say this to He Yi, Fan Qian was stunned for a moment, and then saw He Yi stretching out his hand, and gave him his pulse without saying a word, he suddenly felt a little weird, but since it was requested by Lin Moguan , he didn't say much.

Just a little curious: "Brother Lin, who is this person? Why did you ask him to show me? Am I already fine? Or is it because he is very skilled in medicine and can see problems that other doctors can't see?"

"You can put it this way." Lin Moguan said, "He Yaoshi is highly skilled in medicine, but usually he doesn't see a doctor, but drinks and plays everywhere, and only goes to see a doctor when he needs money. He especially likes to stop cars and sell medicines at high prices. For the rich. So being able to meet here is also a chance.”

Fan Qian was speechless, and took a sneak peek at He Yi.

Even though he was exposed just now, He Yi still didn't change his face, he checked Fan Qian's pulse and said, "It's okay, it's almost done."

Since He Yi also said that there is no serious problem, Lin Moguan can rest assured and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Buy medicine." He Yi took out a pack of medicine from the cloth bag and asked for the price directly.

Lin Mo