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The two of them did not dare to delay their trip, and continued to search following the faint breath without stopping. After searching several places, he didn't even see a single figure. Yan Junge couldn't help but mutter: "If I had known, I would have called Black Wind here. His nose is so sharp, he must be able to smell more smells."

Zhang Yiyan calculated with his fingers and had a general direction in his mind. After hearing this, he looked up at him, caressed his cheek, and asked with concern: "Tired? How about taking a rest first."

The big hand covered the small hand and rubbed it ambiguously. Yan Junge smiled and said, "I'm not tired. I just want to end it quickly and do other things!"

"Something else?" Zhang Yiyan asked casually without thinking too much.

"It's... the thing that makes you blush and make your heart beat, and your whole body becomes weak from shame, so you can only lie in my arms obediently!" Someone smiled maliciously, grabbed his little hand and kissed it again, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Yiyan's blush. When he reached his ears, he turned his head shyly, not daring to look at him, "Why do you always think about these things? Doing this kind of thing too much is not good for your health."

"It's not a good thing to hold it in all the time. It will definitely drive you crazy!" Yan Selang licked his face and smiled mischievously.

"Strong words... Let's go quickly. That person should be near the seaside." He changed the subject abruptly, jerked his hand away, and stepped forward. Not only his cheeks, but also the tips of his ears were flushed.

Yan Junge chuckled twice, took two quick steps to catch up, grabbed his little hand tightly, and intertwined their fingers, "Yanyan, wait for me! Yanyan, you are shy! Hehe, you are blushing like Ripe apples, so cute!”

The big hand played with the small hand that was as smooth as fine porcelain, and even brought it to the lips for a gentle kiss, "The fingers are beautiful too, Yan Yan, every part of your body is beautiful, I'm so fascinated~~~"

Zhang Yiyan always had a smile on his face and looked at him with indulgence, "Okay, stop making trouble, let's make a quick decision."

Hearing this, Yan Junge's eyes lit up, "After solving the problem, can we do something embarrassing that will make people blush and heartbeat!!!"

. . .

Silence, strange silence!

Zhang Yiyan began to reflect. He really shouldn't have indulged him just now. These things were on his mind all day long, "!!! If you talk nonsense again, I will throw you into the sea and calm down!"

"Yanyan~~You can't do this to me, 嘤嘤嘤嘤~~" He grabbed his little hand and shook it from side to side a few times, and the temper he had just raised was gone.

Zhang Yiyan sighed in his heart. He was such a tall guy, and he couldn't bear the low voice when he was acting coquettishly. "Okay, okay, I won't throw you away, but we have to leave quickly."

"As ordered!"

After making a fuss for a while, Yan Junge was satisfied, and the two of them walked quickly to the beach. The beach at night was no different from the first day they came. The waves lapped the shore one after another. On the sea in the distance, it was pitch black, not even fishing fires, just boundless darkness.

Stepping on the beach, the fine sand is soft and has no real feeling. Soon after leaving the beach, there was a vast expanse of rocks. The further we walked, the more eerie and mysterious it became. Although Zhang Yiyan could see in the dark, he was still worried that someone would attack him. After all, Zhang Tianyue had escaped. Even if it's not him, if there are other masters on the island.

Thinking of this, he snapped his fingers and made a protective barrier. He grabbed Yan Junge's hand with his left hand and carefully said, "Don't stay too far away from me."

Hearing this, Yan Junge thought of what happened before, and his whole body turned pink with embarrassment. He was so cute. But it doesn't seem appropriate to tease him now. I'll wait until I get back, hehe. He immediately responded, "Okay, I promise, I won't leave you even an inch."

The two walked around a reef that was two people high, and finally saw a mottled and broken wooden staircase. There was a wooden house at the top of the staircase, which was located on the cliff of the reef.

This place is remote. If you don't look for it specially, you probably won't find any wooden houses here.

Just as he was about to step on his feet, Zhang Yiyan suddenly paused, pulled Yan Junge, and listened carefully. There was a slight gasp, and sure enough, someone was there.

He made a gesture of silence, and after thinking about it again and again, he still had to go up together, and he couldn't leave Yan Junge alone, just to scare the snake away.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yiyan always placed Yan Junge, who had never practiced spiritual practice, in a position that needed protection, so he often did not want him to face possible dangers alone.

The two stepped up the stairs lightly. The creaking sound of the wooden boards was especially obvious on the quiet seaside. They looked at each other and quickly went upstairs. Looking at the ajar wooden door, Zhang Yiyan stepped forward to open the door. Immediately afterwards, there was a rotten smell like spoiled food. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, frowned and walked in.

The wooden house was very small and dilapidated, with mottled walls and crumbling roof boards. The only wooden window was covered with dust and cobwebs. The aisles were filled with debris, various dried fish and shrimps, and spoiled fruits.

Going inside, the old and dilapidated atmosphere becomes even stronger, the floor is full of cracks, and there is a "crunching" sound with every step you take. The furniture in the room was simple and rough. In the corner, a young man was lying on a mat that was so worn that the original color could hardly be seen.

He was sleeping deeply, his breathing was rapid, and when he leaned over to look, his face was abnormally flushed. The clothes on his body were shabby and stained with a thick layer of oil.

Zhang Yiyan took Yan Junge back and took a look at the only wooden bed in the room. He couldn't help but frown, "He has a fever. He looks like he is in his early 20s. He is just an ordinary person, but there are things like school debris here." The same atmosphere.”

Yan Junge nodded thoughtfully, "The person who stole the fake body should live with him, but that person didn't come back because something happened."

He lowered his head and glanced at the person on the ground who seemed to have a serious fever. "Yanyan, that person should be looking for medicine. How about we just wait and see?"

"it is good!"

The two discussed briefly and found a secluded corner to squat down. After all, they still felt a little disgusted. Instead of leaning against the wooden wall, they only pulled over the debris on the side to cover their bodies and waited quietly.

The night was as dark as ink, Zhang Yiyan's eyes were as bright as stars, his ears were straightened, and he was listening.

Suddenly, the young man who had been lying on the mat opened his eyes at some point and stared directly in the direction where the two men were hiding. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but all he could say was "hehe".

Their eyes met, Zhang Yiyan frowned slightly and made a silent gesture towards him. Under the faint moonlight, the young man actually stopped making any sound, but still stared at the two of them unblinkingly.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Yan Junge felt his feet were numb, there was a "squeak" from the wooden board. The two looked at each other and instantly became alert.

There were several shouts on the wooden stairs, and soon the wooden door was pushed open. Heavy footsteps were accompanied by heavy breathing, and occasionally there were a few men's coughs. The sound was getting closer and closer, but the young man lying on the mat was shaking nervously, sweat dripping from his forehead, and closed his eyes tightly, for fear of being discovered by someone who had woken up.

The man stepped into the house, and after a few suppressed coughs, he began to fumble around the wall looking for a switch.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the dim light suddenly turned on, illuminating the small wooden house.

The body of the young man on the ground shook violently as if he was electrocuted, and then he was kicked. The man suppressed his anger and growled: "Get up, take medicine."

The young man curled up in panic, and after another two feet, he crawled to the man's feet and knelt down, with his head raised, waiting like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The two people in the corner looked at each other, and Yan Junge's eyes clearly showed a trace of anger. He flicked the rope in his hand like a snake coming out of its hole, and then shook it, and the rope wrapped around him at lightning speed. Several times, the man was tied tightly.