Yama's boyfriend find out

It has been unknown how long Yi Qian took them to hide in Tibet.

There is no sunshine or bright moon in Soul Field, but it is not endless black, just like the gray world before the sun rises, you can see your five fingers, but they are covered with a layer of tulle.

The passage of time will become extremely slow.

They have repelled six or seven waves of ghost attacks, but because the smell of strangers is too strong, they can always attract more evil spirits. Although they have general targets, their pace is slow.

And everyone needs a break too.

In fact, whether they choose to stay or not in the car, it is basically a dead end.To stay is to be slaughtered, and to follow Yi Qian and they are just waiting to be slaughtered.There are too few people who can be used as combat power, and most people need protection, and they will keep attracting ghosts, and they are still trapped here after going around.

Soul Domain is not the real world. This small mountain village shrouded in mist is very similar to the hometown in Yi Qian's memory, and he is the only one who is familiar with the road.

Yi Qian walked in the front, lowering his breathing as much as possible, looking for other movements amidst the rustling footsteps of the crowd.

After a long period of chasing and dodging, any change of size may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

They are slowly fading away.

"I don't know if there's been an update to "Sex Ling Zhi Faint"..." When everyone raised their hearts, Shen Bian drank the last sip of mineral water he brought and wiped the corners of his lips.

Lu Zhaoli's back froze, and after attracting Yi Qian's questioning look, he kept his nose silent and continued to walk forward, but his ears stretched unconsciously.

Everyone wondered whether Shen Bian said such a self-deprecating remark because he felt that he might not be able to get out. Everyone began to think about their regrets.

Ji Feng held Li Tian's soul-eating stick in his hand, his heart was as calm as still water, but there was a slight ripple because of Shen Bian's sudden words.

He asked him: "What is "Serenity Wisdom"?"

Everyone didn't expect Ji Feng to be serious about this issue. The Chinese class representative in front of him looked back at Shen Bian strangely, and said silently, "I remember it was a Tanmei novel..."

The rest were taken aback.

Shen Bian didn't respond, and folded his hands on the back of his head and sighed: "Yeah, just when the update reached its climax, the father and son will go to bed soon..."

Everyone looked at Shen Bian with wide eyes.

"Fake father and son! Fake father and son! Why are you reacting so strongly?" Shen Bian waved his hands again and again to explain, but he didn't know that just the fact that he read the fake father-son Danmei novel was enough to shock everyone for a while.

Ji Feng took two steps back silently, and went to the back of the palace alone.

He wants to stay away from Shen Bian.

Shen Bian yelled at Ji Feng behind him: "I'm straight, okay?"

Everyone shook their heads: You are really not convincing.

But thanks to a topic that Shen Bian broke in suddenly, everyone relaxed a lot from their nervousness. Surrounded by a few timid female classmates, they were a little excited when they heard Shen Bian say that the title of the book, and immediately Chatterbox opened.

"I also followed this article. I really like the way Dad is reluctant to be called when he is forced to call me!" said the girl wearing a fur ball hat.

As soon as Yi Qian's footsteps stopped, Lu Zhaoli who was behind him bumped into him without paying attention.Yi Qian didn't know what he was thinking when he was distracted, so he glanced at him, turned back and walked to the girl.

However, when he got close, he didn't speak for a long time. In the end, he just squeezed out three words: "Call me Dad?"

"What? Are you interested too?" Liu Tianxiang said a little funny.

Yi Qian felt that it might be this article, so he shifted his gaze to Lu Zhaoli. Although he saw him whistling in his pocket in a serious manner, Yi Qian could still feel that Lu Zhaoli was listening to this topic seriously.

"What's the name of this novel?" Yi Qian turned around and asked again.

The girl showed an unbelievable expression, and Shen Bian and the Chinese class representative next to her said in unison: "The author of "Sex Makes Wisdom" is Shi Fangfang, so cute."

Yi Qian silently wrote down the name, and later sent a box of blades to the author!

As soon as his mind fell, Yi Qian heard a suppressed growl in his throat not far away. When everyone's expressions changed drastically, Yi Qian immediately turned around and entered the state of preparing for battle.

Sure enough, a large number of evil spirits attacked from all directions, and what made Yi Qian's face turn ugly was that the number this time was more than ten times that of the previous few times!

Yi Qian gritted his teeth, turned his head and looked at the people behind him, only Li Tian dared to stand beside him at this time.Yi Qian subconsciously looked at Lu Zhaoli, only to find that he just held the ghost-killer in front of his chest, and did not make any other movements.

"Shen Bian! Ji Feng! The representative of the Chinese class! Try not to beep if you can, and protect the rest!" Yi Qian didn't look back, ready to fight to the death.

The representative of the Chinese class stroked the sweat on his head, smiled wryly and muttered, "Did Yi Qian remember my name..."

The evil spirit moved very quickly. Yi Qian saw the advancing evil spirit, but suddenly closed his eyes, relying on the sound of the wind to judge the evil spirit's movement, and managed to keep a line of defense for a while.

Of course, he didn't close his eyes to pretend to be coercive, he was just afraid that he would not dare to make a move if he met a familiar face.

However, no matter how powerful he is, he will eventually be exhausted. Li Tian stuck the Soul Eater Stick on the ground, half-kneeled and panted heavily, and cursed: "Grass! !"

As soon as she finished speaking, an evil ghost rushed over. The Chinese class representative rushed up and kicked the evil ghost away. She smiled embarrassedly, and shyly stretched out a thumbs up to Li Tian: "This This poem has a very artistic conception..."

Li Tian sweated wildly, and at the same time stabbed the evil spirit behind the Chinese class representative with the Soul Eater.

The disadvantages became more and more obvious. Everyone was sweating profusely under the fierce cold wind. Those surrounded in the center saw that these people tried their best to protect them. The big stones hit over.

"Who the hell throws it so accurately!" Ji Feng yelled angrily while blocking the evil ghost who was screaming at him.

Yi Qian glanced back, and saw a short boy in the crowd immediately turned his hands away. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be the one who grabbed the banknotes in the car and dragged them into the soul field.

With just such a sweep, Yi Qian faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Looking back, Yi Qian looked at the evil spirits that kept coming, and suddenly knew what that strange feeling was.

They were not surrounded in the center, with the mountain behind them, and the students who hugged each other and resigned themselves to their fate stood at the foot of the mountain, and there was no one behind them to protect them.

In other words, there are no evil spirits coming from that direction.

Why?

Just as Yi Qian was thinking, the sound of wind tearing the air suddenly came from his ears. He turned his head quickly, but fell into a warm embrace.

Lu Zhaoli hugged him and rolled on the ground three times before coming to a stop. When he stopped, Yi Qian was pressing on Lu Zhaoli, and he heard a groan.

Yi Qian stood up quickly, and saw Lu Zhaoli lying on the ground rolling with his teeth bared, but he had nothing in his hand.

Looking back, I realized that a classmate was holding Lu Zhaoli's Slaying Ghost.

Yi Qian didn't know what to say, so he could only quickly pull him up, turned around and shouted to the students who were fighting: "Go up the mountain!"

Intuition told him that the only way out now is to go up the mountain, the most important thing is not to find the main soul of the soul field, but to find a place to settle the tired classmates and the injured Lu Zhaoli first.

What he didn't expect was that after going up the mountain, there really wasn't a single ghost chasing after him.

Logically speaking, the soul field is another world transformed by ghosts. There should be no things that restrain ghosts, nor should there be places that ghosts can't get close to.

But Yi Qian watched helplessly as the evil spirits chasing them drifted to the foot of the mountain, stopped hesitantly, and then hesitated.

Halfway up the mountain, Yi Qian finally stopped and told everyone to rest and replenish their strength first, then found a big tree and wanted to put Lu Zhaoli off his back.

Just as he bowed, he heard Shen Bian's exclamation behind him.

"Brother Lu, your back!"

Yi Qian's heart skipped a beat. He had just carried Lu Zhaoli on his back and walked all the way to the end. Now when he heard the sound of other people breathing in after Shen Bian exclaimed, Yi Qian's brain suddenly roared.

Feeling the sudden stiff back of the person below him, Lu Zhaoli tightened his hands around his neck, and said in a weak voice, "Put me down first..."

Yi Qian's movements were faster than Lu Zhaoli's weak words. He carefully put Lu Zhaoli down, and the people behind him rushed forward.

Lu Zhaoli leaned against the big tree with his left shoulder, and his back was completely exposed in front of Yi Qian's eyes. The people behind him covered their mouths and couldn't speak, and even the timid ones turned their eyes away.

Yi Qian thought that the evil spirit scratched him, leaving a few deep marks at most, but he didn't expect that there would be a bloody hole the size of a fist on his back.

Yi Qian touched his back subconsciously. He sweated a lot along the way, and he thought the wet and sticky feeling on his back was just sweat.

Looking at the black and red color in the palm of his hand, it is blood.In other words, has the blood hole actually penetrated?

Yi Qian stared at his hand closely, from clear vision to gradually blurred, he couldn't hear others calling him, until his trembling hand was wrapped in warm palm, he raised his head in a daze.

"I'm sorry." Lu Zhaoli let out a breath, then opened his eyes and looked at him again: "I'm sorry about Maling Mountain, and I'm sorry now..."

Yi Qian opened his mouth to say something, but saw Lu Zhaoli suddenly let go of him, covered his upper abdomen and coughed violently.

"Brother Yi! Do you need to bandage him..." Shen Bian hadn't fully recovered from the shock.

"Then hurry up and get it!" Yi Qian turned around and roared, as if turning all the emotions in his chest into anger.

"Oh!" Shen Bian didn't care about Yi Qian's sudden anger, he responded repeatedly, and turned to look through the medicine box.

Lu Zhaoli suddenly covered Yi Qian's hand and shook his head slowly.

Yi Qian saw him struggling to breathe, couldn't help but grabbed the bulge on his thigh, found his own voice and asked him, "What? Can you use supernatural power?"

Lu Zhaoli still shook his head, until he managed to breathe, and then slowly said: "It's useless... If you want to save me, go out first..."

He spoke succinctly, but Yi Qian still understood what he meant—the injury was too serious, and Shen Bian's first aid kit was useless at all. If he wanted to survive, he had to find a way out and heal him quickly.

Seeing that Yi Qian didn't speak, Lu Zhaoli held onto his shoulders and wanted to get closer to him, so Yi Qian hurriedly moved towards him.

"Ma Ling Mountain...it turns out...who has the most...prestige..." The breathy voice came to Yi Qian's ears.

Although the sound is very small, it can be heard by other people in an environment of complete silence.

Mo Tinghang, who had been showing worry all the time, knelt down and said in thought for a moment: "I know that there has always been a grave keeper enshrined here."

Yi Qian turned around suddenly, but saw Mo Tinghang nodding his head as if confirming, and said seriously: "My family's ancestors are from Maling Mountain Village."

Yi Qian knew that Mo Tinghang was definitely not lying to him. The tomb guards really existed. Back then, Zhang Youjing encouraged bandits to slaughter the village for the tombs guarded by the people of Maling Mountain Village.

The volcanic bandit also made his fortune with the funeral goods, so he was later promoted to the army.

Lu Zhaoli's cough brought Yi Qian back to reality, subconsciously wanted to go along his back, but thought of his injury, Yi Qian had no choice but to stop, and heard Lu Zhaoli say in his ear: " You go to kill the main soul... bring the ghost..."