Traveling is not necessarily the protagonist

Facing more and more undead, the eerie cold air continuously penetrated into his body from all directions, and was about to drive his spiritual power to drive them away. The strange thing was that the spiritual power he had just activated disappeared inexplicably. , looked down, and found a little devil-headed ghost clutching his clothes, his messy long hair covering his face, muttering to himself: "Big brother, give me some spiritual power."

What to do, the spiritual power cannot be used, is he going to die here?The current situation is that I am a knife for fish and meat, who will save him——

"It's a living human being, what a fresh soul—" Many undead came closer and smelled his breath, "I can feel the power in his body, what a wonderful body."

"Don't grab it, it's mine!" Someone in the crowd yelled loudly. Someone pushed it first, and the other retaliated with a slap not to be outdone, and accidentally hit another person. In the gap, everyone was scrambling to take away Li Junyu's body, pushing each other, and the scene became chaotic.

"Don't worry, I'm about to lose my breath." Li Junyu tried his best to escape from their claws, but there were so many opponents, there was no room for half a gap. The frightening thing was that the loss of body temperature was faster than imagined. His strength, vision gradually blurred——

It's so cold, the body is so cold, the cold air goes from the skin to the bones, and it brings bursts of stinging pain. I can't help curling up together, hugging myself tightly to keep warm, not only my vision is blurred, but even my consciousness is gradually losing... ...

cold!cold!cold!There is only this word left in the whole world.

On the other side, Duanmuling was walking slowly in front, and felt a commotion coming from behind. When he looked back, he was shocked for an instant, and ran away quickly without thinking about anything else.

"Junyu, Li Junyu, wake up." When Duanmuling arrived at the scene, he saw Li Junyu trembling all over his body, his face was pale from the cold, his lips were black and purple, his brows frowned, and he pulled off the coat and hat on his head with one hand. , waved the wooden stick in his hand, drew a golden light, and shouted: "Stand back!"

"Ah—" The undead near Li Junyu couldn't dodge in time. They were burned by the drawn out golden light and howled in pain. Even some weak undead turned into aura and scattered away.

The sudden change, the undead looked at the person angrily.Some of the dead spirits recognized Duanmu Ling's identity, and shouted loudly: "It's Yangming Division, that Yangming Division!!"

"It's really me!!" Knowing Duanmu Ling's identity, the dead spirit immediately cowered into a ball, fearing that he would be the next one to be killed in seconds, but he longed for the power of Yangming Division in his heart.If you can get the power of the Yangming Division, you can stay in this world for a long time without reincarnation, what a delicious thing.

Some undead who are afraid of the power of the Yangming Division avoid him far away, and those who were full of desires in life do not want to leave after death. Duanmu Ling's every move, in their eyes, Duanmu Ling's power is what they desire most, if there is such a chance to get it, no matter who it is, they don't want to miss that hope.

The powerful spiritual force forced the undead to dare not approach. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Duanmuling picked up Li Junyu halfway and found that his body was extremely cold. For the most part, the beast didn't make any moves, and I'm afraid it can't do anything about it.

This was the only way he could do it. Duanmu Ling moved his brows slightly, lowered his head and kissed the person in front of him deeply, and transmitted the spiritual power from his body to it. At present, the most convenient method he could think of. For the first time doing this kind of thing, he felt a little It's not natural, but I was taught that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda since I was a child, so I shouldn't be concerned about worldly views, let alone no one is around at this time.

The touch on his lips was very subtle, a feeling he had never experienced before.Such a thought flashed through Duanmu Ling's mind, and he immediately put it behind him, and concentrated on instilling spiritual power into Li Junyu to force out the Yin energy in his body.

Always feeling warm in his body, Li Junyu moved his eyelids, which were too heavy to open. He could feel the warmth spreading all over his body like a stream, dispelling the coldness in his body, and there was a strange touch from his lips, soft, And with a warm feeling, is he dreaming? He has grown up so much, and he has never kissed a girl. God saw that he was dying, and sent him welfare?But the other party's kissing skills were so bad that it made him a little unhappy. According to the images of obscenity in his mind for many years, he suddenly stretched out his right palm to support the back of the other party's head, turning passive into active, deepening the strength of the kiss. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue in an attempt to break through the other party's last defense. After tossing and turning to find the exit, the other party bit him angrily. After the warm and fiery lips left, Li Junyu was still unsatisfied, feeling a little regretful in his heart, and sighed, darling, really A night owl, it seems that it needs a lot of sex.

"Li Junyu!" A familiar voice sounded, with a trace of anger mixed in his tone.

Wait, isn't it Chunmeng?

Suddenly thought of something, Li Junyu suddenly opened his eyes, his magnified face was close at hand, his stunned jaw was about to drop, he stammered, "Duan, Duanmu, I—"

Seeing a few drops of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the lips kissed by him are bright red, coupled with his fair skin, messy hair, and annoyed expression, like an angry little daughter-in-law, this picture is cute for some reason With nosebleeds all over his face, he felt like being shot in the heart by Cupid with a bow and arrow. Li Junyu was stunned for a few seconds, and when he met his indifferent eyes, he shuddered unconsciously. Longevity, I actually kissed the pure Duanmu forcibly, it will shorten my life—”

"Since it's all right, then stand up and leave here quickly." Duanmu Ling looked away from the other side, handed over a handkerchief, and said in a soft tone, "Wipe it, you're bleeding too."

"Huh?" Li Junyu looked at him suspiciously, he didn't think he was hurt anywhere.

"Don't move around." Duanmuling walked a few steps closer and stood in front of him, stretched out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of someone's mouth. His movements were very light. At this moment, Li Junyu realized that the corner of his mouth was bitten just now. Moreover, a bad idea came up, his face turned red suddenly, spreading from his neck to his ears, and he glanced shyly at Duanmu Ling's expression.

A pair of exquisite appearance, the skin is like fat, the skin is more beautiful than women, it makes a group of people who call themselves natural beauties feel ashamed, the long and thick eyelashes are fluttering up and down, it is the first time he has seen it at such a close distance A man's eyelashes, a pair of black and white eyes, seldom see superfluous emotion, he is looking at him at this moment, the thin red lips under the straight and handsome nose are tightly pressed, the warmth that has not faded away It’s hot, I really want to try it again, it’s not enough just now——

Frightened by his own thoughts, Li Junyu shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of the terrible thoughts, but he couldn't help but look at Duanmu Ling's lips, and unconsciously licked his dry lips.

"Okay." Duanmu Ling calmly took back the handkerchief as if he didn't see it, turned to face the undead, waved the stick in his hand, and the surrounding undead immediately avoided in horror, for fear of losing their souls.

"Everyone, don't be afraid. He is alone. There are many of us. As long as we take him down, the power of the Yang Ming Division will belong to us." I don't know who instigated it, and some people around him echoed it. More and more undead with starry eyes staring at the high-quality spiritual power in unison, pretending that there is a glimmer of hope for obtaining the power of the Yangming Division.

"Duanmu, this—" Li Junyu couldn't stand watching anymore, he stood next to Duanmuling and whispered, "They are very powerful, why don't we just run away and think of a way later?"

"No need," Duanmu Ling looked calm, raised his wooden staff, pondered for a while, not knowing what he was doing.

On the opposite side, the previously vacillating necromancer decided to join in the effort to seize the power of the Yang Ming Division. If this continues, this battle is inevitable. At this time, you can feel the fluctuation of the spiritual power in the air, getting stronger and stronger.

If he was more careful, he might be able to avoid the current situation, but it has already happened, and it turned out that Duanmu Ling came to clean up the mess for him.

He is really useless, Li Junyu drooped his head, recalling the scenes, every time he caused trouble, in the end, he always appeared in time——Thinking of this, the strength of holding the fragment of the secret mirror in his hand was a little stronger, accidentally Feeling a pain in the cut palm, he frowned.

"Spirits who covet my power, I will give you the last chance to choose, reincarnation or destruction." After a moment of silence, Duanmuling said lightly, facing many undead, without any fear.

"..." Hearing what he said, some undead spirits began to waver again. The power of Yang Mingsi is certainly very attractive, but at the same time it is also very powerful. Their juniors really have the confidence to take him away. power?

"What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful he is, he is only a mortal body. We have all died once. Are we afraid of dying again?"

"It makes sense."

"Yeah, we all have nothing, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Yeah, let's go together!!!"

With a few sweet words, the sluggish undead seemed to be pumped with enthusiasm, as if seeing victory, they swarmed up and surrounded Duanmu Ling, and even some extreme undead were ready to burn their soul power and use their soul power to explode Duan MuLing was injured by the force.

Someone must be causing trouble here. Duanmuling purified half of the undead, and a large number of undead surrounded him. Many undead's soul power exploded and caught him off guard. Other undead followed suit after seeing it. There was a feeling of powerlessness, maybe it was too much consumption when injecting spiritual power into Li Junyu just now.