Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

After the younger brother and Qinghuai stepped into the bronze door, perhaps because of the ghost seal, the Yin soldiers also protected the younger brother, and Qinghuai was placed aside by the younger brother. The ghosts seemed to be afraid of them for some unknown reason. Don't dare to get close at all.

The little brother showed off his unicorn fire and joined the battle to help these Yin soldiers eliminate these ghosts, but the ghosts kept coming, there were too many, and even the little brother couldn't help but feel a little exhausted.

Gradually, as the little brother's strength was exhausted, these ghosts seemed to have noticed something, and they attacked him frantically. A ghost with frosty hair, blood-red eyes, and a fleshy face was taking the opportunity to pounce on the little brother, seeming to want to kill him. Swallow it in one gulp.

The younger brother originally wanted to raise his knife and kill him, but he no longer had any strength in his body. Looking at the ghost getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and his thoughts were filled with countless throbbing emotions at that moment...

Suddenly a white figure ran in front of him. When the little brother saw that figure, a flash of panic flashed on his face. He staggered up and tried to catch the figure. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could only helplessly Half-kneeling on one knee, he could only watch as Qing Huai stood in front of him.

Qinghuai stared at the terrifying ghost, his little face full of deep fear, but when he thought of the little brother behind him, his original panic became firmer. Just when the ghost was about to approach him, Qinghuai Subconsciously, he reached out and slapped it.

When Qinghuai's hand touched the ghost, blue-white light spread quickly from a tiny point of light, illuminating the entire world, and the ghosts exposed to the blue-white light were gradually purified.

The black resentment that originally wrapped around the ghosts gradually dissipated, their souls gradually became clear and transparent, and the originally distorted faces gradually calmed down. These purified ghosts turned into wisps of white smoke and scattered around, gradually disappearing. His face was filled with a relieved smile.

Almost instantly, the spiritual energy in Qinghuai's body was exhausted, and he felt his vision go dark and fell straight back.

Qinghuai's body also began to disappear gradually, starting from the feet and spreading rapidly. The little brother tried his best to hold Qinghuai in his arms, his eyes were empty and lifeless, revealing endless sadness and despair.

The little brother felt cold all over, as if he was suffering unbearable pain. His body trembled involuntarily, and he wailed in pain: "Qing~Huai~ don't~~ don't~"

"No~"

Qinghuai's eyelashes twitched slightly. After a long time, he reluctantly opened his eyes. He was half asleep and half awake, so his eyes were very hazy as if covered with a layer of fog. He slowly opened his eyes, only feeling that he was moving. ? He looked at the strange flowers and plants around him. They were also moving, so fast!

wrong--

Qinghuai opened his eyes fiercely. He tried to get up, but his whole body was so weak that he had no strength at all. It was difficult to even move a finger, and his head hung feebly to the side. From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone lying on top of him. That person seemed to be... …Bro.

"Brother~" Qinghuai said with difficulty. He wanted to ask what happened. He only remembered that an ugly ghost rushed towards him, and then... then he seemed to have slapped the ugly thing, and then he My vision went dark, and I didn't know anything anymore.

When the little brother heard Qinghuai's voice, he almost doubted whether he was hallucinating. He looked at Qinghuai drowsily. When he saw those lively and smart eyes, he couldn't help but raise a slightly stiff smile at the corner of his mouth. smile.

"Qing~Huai~" The little brother gently touched Qinghuai's face, his voice was trembling, and his tone was so caring.

When the palm of my hand touched the warmth, the little brother's originally dead heart gradually began to beat. It's true, it's true, Qinghuai is still fine...

The younger brother's eyes were slightly red, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent. His fair face was like melting snow. The thick dead silence in his eyes gradually came to life, flowing gently as if encountering light. His dark hair was wet and sticking to his cheeks, and his thin lips were It seemed like it had lost its color.

When Qinghuai saw this little brother, he suddenly forgot about the strangeness in his body. What happened during the time when he was unconscious? How did the little brother...

"Brother, what are you doing?" Qinghuai bit his lip, his ice-blue eyes filled with crystal tears. From a gentle whimper to a continuous low cry, through the water vapor, he I saw the little brother's complicated expression in a daze.

The younger brother leaned over and buried his head into Qinghuai's neck, his voice indescribably tired and caring: "Fortunately...you're okay..."

After the little brother said this, he lay down gently and put his arms around Qinghuai. Qinghuai lay weakly on the little brother. Qinghuai felt the warm breath coming from the top of his head and the familiar touch on his waist. These clearly convey my inner peace and tranquility at this moment.

Although Qinghuai didn't know what happened, he felt that the little brother must be very tired. He pursed his lips and tried his best not to cry, but the tears fell uncontrollably, and his voice trembled slightly: "Little ~Brother~"

I don’t know how long it took, but Qinghuai finally calmed down the fierce sour feeling. He suddenly thought of something. The little bun’s face seemed to be cooked. He said softly: "Brother, you haven’t~ not yet." ~Go out~"

But the little brother had already fallen asleep holding Qinghuai and didn't hear anything at all. Qinghuai felt the little brother's steady breathing. He stared blankly at the side of the little brother's face. His eyes felt hot inexplicably, and he lowered his head. He opened his eyes, sniffed slightly, and said softly: "Brother must be very tired, so you can't make any noise~"

This little brother fell asleep in the dark, and it took him two whole days to wake up. In the haze, his fingers seemed to touch a slight hint of coldness. He subconsciously squeezed lightly, and the fleshy touch gradually made his facial features clear. He held his forehead. He stood up, turned his neck slightly, and his cervical vertebrae made a gentle sound, as if his whole body was silently reviving and radiating new vitality.

"Hmm~" Qinghuai was woken up by the movement of his brother getting up and the hand on his waist. He couldn't help but let out a soft hum. He had just woken up from his sleep with a trace of ignorance and confusion. He opened his eyes slightly and looked. When he came close to his face, he was so cute that he couldn't raise his hands. He said aggrievedly to the little brother: "Brother~hug~"

The little brother took Qinghuai into his arms again. Those deep black eyes seemed to be able to see through the past and present life. They were like cold stars when they were not smiling, and like the bright white moon when they were smiling. The gorgeous shimmer around them made the little brother's figure stand out. Tsinghua becomes more noble.

The younger brother seemed to feel something. He put his forehead against Qinghuai's and whispered softly: "Sorry, I forgot..."

After saying that, the little brother stepped back carefully, with a slight smile on his lips for a long time, and his obsidian eyes glowed softly.

"What's wrong?" After the little brother got dressed, he looked at Qinghuai who was lying motionless with some strangeness. Qinghuai moved his eyes with difficulty and cried aggrievedly: "Brother, I can't move. You, help. Help me~"

Qinghuai only felt that his body was no longer his. It was difficult for him to move now, and his legs couldn't close at all. Wuwuwu...

The little brother couldn't help but laugh, and a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face. He gently helped Qinghuai get dressed. As if he remembered something, he said coldly in Qinghuai's ear: "Don't disappear again. Otherwise...don't even think about stopping in the future..."

Recalling the previous scene, the little brother's heart seemed to be stung by an invisible sharp instrument, and unspeakable pain came like a tide. He never wanted to experience the deep despair and endless sadness again.

When Qinghuai heard what his little brother said, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. His big eyes were filled with tears. He sobbed softly: "Brother, no, I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore."

"Well~" The little brother gently wiped away the tears on Qinghuai's cheeks little by little, almost paranoid and said crazily: "If it happens again..."

Although the little brother did not continue speaking, Qinghuai felt a strong sense of crisis inexplicably. He choked and cried: "I can't do it anymore~ I'm good~~ you don't want to punish me~~ "

The little brother said a gentle "hmm", stood up and left with Qinghuai in his arms.