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Zhang Yiyan and Duan Hui sat face to face on the mat, their hands tightly clasped together, the point where they met seemed to be shining with golden light.

At this time, Zhang Tianming brought over a tray with silver needles, brushes, inkstones, cinnabar ink blocks, and scissors on it.

"Duan Hui, you can't keep this clothes anymore. Let me cut it for you first." Zhang Tianming took the scissors and cut open Duan Hui's black short-sleeved shirt with a few clicks, revealing his muscular upper body.

Duan Hui didn't understand and looked at Zhang Yiyan for questioning, and the latter gave him a reassuring look.

He explained, "That knife is a ghost knife. You were injured by the ghost knife, and Yin energy entered your body. Now you need to draw out the Yin energy!"

Ghost knife?

Are you talking about the one that Hu Xu gave to his father? It seems so! No wonder I felt so uncomfortable after being scratched by the knife, as if I fell into an ice hole.

Following Duan Hui's gaze, Zhang Yiyan looked at the two clasped hands, thinking that he minded, and explained, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry, I was transferring my magic power to you to prevent the ghost energy from invading your heart."

"Zhang Yiyan, I know you are saving me!" Duan Hui tightened his grip on her fingers. "Can I ask how and where to lead her?"

Zhang Yiyan gave him a look that said "are you stupid?", then Duan Hui reacted and said anxiously, "What about you? What will you do?"

"A little bit of negative energy is nothing to me! I can resolve it myself!"

When their eyes met, Duan Hui felt a little excited, blushed quietly, and slowly moved his eyes to his clasped hands. It seemed that the feeling from cold to numbing scalp was indeed relieved, and his palms were warm.

Zhang Tianming, who was standing aside, saw him lowering his head, but he didn't care. He took out the silver needle and said, "I will use the silver needle to force the Yin Qi to your right hand. Yanyan will help you then!"

He looked at Zhang Tianming awkwardly, and finally said, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"

"You're welcome!"

The silver needle quickly and accurately pierced the acupuncture point. In just a few minutes, Duan Hui was pricked like a hedgehog. As the last needle fell, Zhang Yiyan slowly closed his eyes.

His lips moved slightly as he recited a spell. The golden light in his palm gathered more and more. With a strong aggressiveness, the light flowed through Duan Hui's body, chasing after the black energy, beating it back step by step, and rushing towards the only breakthrough point.

The slender white fingers tightened subconsciously, and the slightly long nails scratched the back of Duan Hui's hand, leaving a few red marks but without breaking the skin.

Duan Hui just watched, watching Zhang Yiyan sitting cross-legged in front of him, watching his rosy lips opening and closing, his delicate and upturned nose, his bright and lively eyes tightly closed, with his eyelashes casting a small shadow.

Beads of sweat oozed from his smooth forehead, and the struggle had entered a white-hot stage.

Pulling his hand back abruptly, Zhang Yiyan put his hands together and quickly formed a seal, slowly digesting the absorbed Yin energy.

The thin incense in the incense burner flickered, and it had burned out for the most part. When it was finally burned out, Zhang Yiyan finally opened his eyes.

What he saw was Duan Hui's anxious face. Seeing that he had woken up, his eyes were shining with gold. "Zhang Yiyan, how do you feel?"

"fine!"

"That's great!" Duan Hui raised his eyebrows in surprise and reached out to help Zhang Yiyan up.

As a result, Zhang Tianming was one step faster. He took a warm towel and carefully wiped Zhang Yiyan's face and hands. His eyes were full of worry. "Yanyan, take a rest. I'll go see your master!"

"okay!"

When there were only two people in the room, Duan Hui still reached out and helped Zhang Yiyan up. When their eyes met, he suddenly looked evasive, "Zhang Yiyan, thank you!"

“It’s really rare to hear you say thank you!”

If Zhang Yiyan had bullied Duan Hui like this in the past, he would have lost his temper long ago. But this time he just let him speak so quietly and didn't even talk back. It was really weird!

Zhang Yiyan finally took a serious look at Duan Hui, picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, "Duan Hui, you won't like it..."

The rest of the words were not finished, but the meaning was very clear!

Almost instantly, Duan Hui's face turned red as if blood could drip out, and he said angrily, "You, Zhang Yiyan, how did you know!!!"

Seeing that Zhang Yiyan was not happy to hear this answer and even frowned, Duan Hui suddenly felt embarrassed and ashamed, "I like you, no, you control me!"

"...Are you sick?" How can a person blush and roar that he likes another person? It's so weird!

Duan Hui got even angrier. He had already admitted that he liked him, so why was he still scolding him? "You are the one who is sick. I like you, it's none of your business. This is my own business."

It really opened my eyes. I gave him a thumbs up. He is indeed not an ordinary person. "...You win!"

He picked up the teacup but before he could even bring it to his mouth, Duan Hui snatched it away and drank it in one gulp.

Zhang Yiyan frowned and looked at him, "Tasting tea doesn't mean you should drink cow's milk!"

"You are the cow!"

. . .

He rubbed his temple speechlessly, "Duan Hui, if you're okay, just leave! My head hurts if I look at you any longer!"

Obviously, he said it on purpose to anger him, but Duan Hui thought he was not feeling well. After all, he had just saved him, so he was a little worried. "What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Without thinking, "I'm mad at you!"

Very good, Duan Hui rolled his eyes, "I worried about you for nothing!" He looked at the person sitting opposite the wooden table and suddenly laughed, "Zhang Yiyan, if I go out like this, I will at least be considered half-naked and will affect the city appearance. What if I get caught?"

It's really an eyesore for you to show off your big flowery arms!

"Find me some clothes, and tell me about the sword. There's something wrong with Hu Xu. How did you know?"

You're so welcome!

Zhang Yiyan sighed and waved, "Follow me!"

The two walked around the corridor, passed through the doorway, and soon arrived at Zhang Yiyan's room. He found a short-sleeved shirt that Yan Junge had never worn in the closet and handed it to him, "This one is new, you can wear it!"

Duan Hui took the clothes and tried them out. They were a little too big, so he frowned and said, "Is this a big fool's clothes?"

"He didn't wear it."

They really are living together. I'm so pissed off!!!

Duan Hui threw his clothes on the sofa, crossed his arms, pouted his face, and said, "I'd rather be naked than wear his clothes."

After waiting for a while, she found that Zhang Yiyan didn't say anything. She frowned and stared at him, "Zhang Yiyan, I told you that I like you, but you still gave me Yan's clothes. What do you mean?"

"I don't like you. If you don't wear anything, you'll be naked!" Zhang Yiyan said and turned away.

How dare you say so directly that you don’t like me? Damn it, damn it, damn it.

Seeing the person was about to leave, he almost subconsciously reached out his hand. Before Zhang Yiyan walked out of the room, his arm was grabbed. With a simple swing of his arm, Duan Hui was thrown into the sofa.

Some of them got up in a rage and said angrily, "Zhang Yiyan, why did you hit me again!"

"You arrested me first, I was defending myself!"

"I didn't use much strength. Besides, grabbing it a little bit will only save a piece of meat!"

"I don't like being touched by others!"

You didn't resist when Yan hugged and kissed you, but now it happens to me. I'm so angry!

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Zhang Yiyan shook his hair and walked out of the room. "Yan Junge and I have already established our relationship. Why are you competing with him?"