Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing
Chapter 110
Zhuzhen lay on the cold hard ground, crying until his eyes swelled and hurt, Bi An didn't even move.
Until the sound of mocking the wind sounded in his ear, his voice seemed to come from far away, with a long tail and a little helplessness.
"I said, little bamboo, should you come out too?"
Zhuxue got up from the ground, was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and walked slowly towards the exit.
Xiaofeng seemed to be able to see the bamboo hole through the thick mountain wall, and just opened the hole when the bamboo hole reached the entrance.
The bright sunlight shone in, causing Zhu Chong to cover his eyes with his hands uncomfortably, making his red eyes even redder.
Han Cang pushed away the mocking wind and walked over, stretched out his hands as if trying to grab Zhu Chong's shoulders, lifted it up into the air but put it down hesitantly.
"Bamboo...how are you doing?"
Still immersed in the oppressive atmosphere of Hantan, Zhuxue didn't pay attention to Hancang, and even turned a blind eye to him.
"I can do it again, can't I?"
Zhu Xun lowered his head, and said to Xiaofeng in an almost threatening tone, it seems that as long as Xiaofeng disagrees, he will still come in even if he tries his best.
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flicked past Han Cang who was holding his hands half-raised, and then nodded.
"of course."
After hearing this, Zhu Xi flicked his sleeves and sat neatly on the ground, as if he planned to wait here.
"Bamboo tree."
Han Cang simply half-kneeled down in front of Zhu, with a humble and doting attitude.
"Your hands need medicine, you can't stay here all the time, you need to rest."
Zhuxue closed his eyes, making it clear that he didn't care about everything in front of him.
"Tsk tsk-"
Xiaofeng took a fan and gloated at the side, Han Cang's usually cold brows showed a little disappointment, he took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and grabbed Zhu Zhang's hand self-consciously.
Zhu Xun retreated forcefully, broke free from Han Cang's grasp in an instant, and then hid his hand in his sleeve.
The mocking wind was still laughing behind his tongue, Han Cang looked at his empty palm and was silent for a while, then he took Zhu's hand tightly without refusing, and put it tightly on his half-kneeling knee.
Bamboo opened his eyes quickly, looked over coldly, his fingers were tightly clenched into fists.
Han Cang tentatively broke it off, and the fingertips of the bamboo stick turned white, but he didn't give Han Cang any chance to open his scarred palm. From the very beginning, he showed a gesture of rejection to Han Cang.
Han Cang stared at the pale fingertips in front of him, and gradually exerted force on his hands until the cold sweat dripped from his painful forehead.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this, until Han Cang seemed to react, let go of his hand suddenly, and Zhu Tong let out a slight breath.
Han Cang looked at the pale hand in front of him, still clenched tightly, even in pain, he never relaxed at all, he twitched the corners of his mouth, with a smile that was not a smile, and when he raised his head, he slashed with a knife with lightning speed To the back of the bamboo stick, and then opened his arms to embrace the limp bamboo stick.
Xiao Feng blew a very provocative whistle behind him, and did not stop Han Cang's behavior at all.
Han Cang picked up the bamboo pole, turned his head to look at Xiaofeng, and before Han Cang could speak, Xiaofeng walked to the front very consciously.
"Come with me, and I'll take you to a place where you can rest."
Before Xiao Feng turned around, from the corner of his eye, he saw Han Cang kissing Zhu Zhang's sweaty forehead lovingly.
The Dragon Palace is very deserted, and it is also very large. There are many palaces, but the distance is not close.
Xiaofeng didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he brought Han Cang to the former palace of Bi An.
People of the dragon clan are very indifferent and lazy, they don't have so many twists and turns, and even the various palaces are directly named by their names.
And in this palace, there is a simple plaque hanging at the entrance, on which the word "狴犴" is seemingly casually but deeply carved with a sword, and the last stroke is deeply drawn out of the plaque, Arrogant and wanton.
Han Cang frowned deeply at these two words, then walked in without hesitation holding the bamboo stick.
Xiao Feng followed behind, and Zhang Yang shouted at Han Cang's back: "Hey! Do you know? You are very similar to Bi An, whether in character or..."
Han Cang stopped in his tracks, and interrupted him coldly: "I'm not him, I'm not Bi An."
"I am Han Cang."
"Sword Immortal Hancang."
Xiaofeng was blocked, shrugged indifferently, looked at Han Cang who was extremely disgusted by being equated with Bi An, and smiled slightly in his heart, I hope you will still feel this way in the future.
Bi An's palace was empty, as cold as his people.
Han Cang gently placed Zhu Zong on the big cold bed in the bedroom, covered him with a quilt, sat on the side of the bed, and stretched out his fingers to trace Zhu Zong's cheek in the air.
In the end, Han Cang couldn't bear the temptation and lowered his head, his thin lips touched Zhu Chong's forehead lightly, and then went down from his forehead to kiss his slender eyelashes, slightly raised nose tip, and pale lips.
"Bamboo..."
"What should I do with you?"
Xiaofeng stood at the door and looked at the unchanging sky in the heaven, holding the tightly closed jade fan and hanging powerlessly to one side, muttering to himself in such a soft tone that no one but himself would know what he was talking about.
"I don't know if it's the right thing to do..."
"I hope you don't blame me when you know everything..."
"Who would have known that above the sky of eternal day lies an even darker eternal night."
In the palace, Han Cang took out the ointment and applied it carefully on the palm of Zhu's palm. The new wound on Zhu's palm looked more hideous. On the brows, he will continue to wipe it off only when he is sure that he is not frowning.
After applying a thick layer, he stopped, and put Zhu's hand gently on the quilt.
Han Cang sat quietly on the side, his whole eyes were full of bamboo sticks, the bamboo sticks he had seen were always so fragile and endearing, yet unexpectedly tough when touched.But he just couldn't stop being attracted to such a little bamboo fairy.
He looked at Zhutong lying there, then stretched out his hand to touch the satin quilt covering Zhutong's body, with the last force, he overturned the dark black satin quilt to the ground, and then took off his pure white coat. The robe was draped over Zhu's body.
Han Cang looked at the bamboo pole nestled in his clothes now, and then nodded in satisfaction.
And the mocking wind outside the palace had already quietly left.
Han Cang stayed by Zhu's side for two whole hours, before Zhu's eyes frowned and he opened his eyes. When he saw the familiar palace in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then he threw off his outer robe and got out of bed. He grabbed the black forged quilt on the ground and hugged it into his arms, it belonged to Qu An.
Han Cang looked at the rag-like robe that had been abandoned aside, closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing something, and tried to calm himself down.
But Zhuxuan stood up suddenly, not even caring about the forged quilt that fell on the ground. He seemed to be in disbelief, turned his head and looked at Han Cang with very terrifying and shocked eyes, and said intermittently: "My bamboo forest ..."
"Burn..."
After Zhu Xi finished speaking, he rushed out, not only everything about him and Bi An was in the bamboo forest, but also...his body.
Zhu Chong ran in a panic and anxiously, Han Cang put on his outer robe and followed immediately, but found that Zhu Chong didn't run very far at all, but fell down not far away, lying there, twitching and trembling in pain.
"Bamboo tree!"
Zhu Xuan grasped his chest tightly, feeling a burning pain all over his body, the fire that burned the bamboo forest was not an ordinary fire, someone wanted him to fly away.
Han Cang grasped Zhu Zhang's hand tightly, and hugged him up, his tone could not hide his anxiety, and he lost his usual calmness.
"I'll take you back!"
Zhu Cang grasped Han Cang's hand tightly, panting heavily, the pain of being burned made him unable to speak a word now.
Han Cang hugged the bamboo stick tightly, raised his chin, opened his mouth and closed it fiercely, the cold breath slowly flowed into the bamboo stick's body along the lips of the two, relieving the burning pain all over the bamboo stick. .
"What did you give me?"
Bamboo, who gradually recovered, leaned on Han Cang's chest and asked.
Han Cang didn't answer, but hugged the bamboo pole tightly, stepped on the cold sword and flew out.
"I'll take you back."
At this time, the bamboo forest has been caught in a fire, and the flames spread from the bamboo house in the center, gradually enveloping the whole bamboo forest, and an inconspicuous emerald bamboo grows deep in the bamboo forest, exuding a glistening green light, resisting the raging fire that constantly invades. The big fire, the faint green light looked small and pitiful in front of the raging flames.
Xiao Feng stood expressionlessly outside the bamboo forest, looking at the raging fire in front of him. This is the Phoenix Fire. The Phoenix has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, and he threw the only small Phoenix Fire here.
The phoenix fire burns everything and is indestructible when exposed to water, and in this heaven, the only person who can extinguish the phoenix fire is Bi An.
But today's Bi An...
Xiao Feng looked in a direction, where Han Cang was rushing towards him with a bamboo stick in his arms, Xiao Feng sighed, and left in a flash.
Some secrets have been buried, but it doesn't mean that no one knows, when the Phoenix fire burns to ashes, it will be the end of everything.
But Han Cang and Zhu Zhang who finally arrived had no choice but to stop when they saw the raging fire in front of them.
Zhu Xing staggered up from Han Cang's embrace, looked at the bamboo forest shrouded in flames, opened and closed his lips, and finally said tremblingly: "Phoenix Fire..."
"It's the Emperor of Heaven..."
"It must be the Emperor of Heaven... I knew it... I knew he wouldn't let me go easily..."
Zhu Xi let go of the hand supporting Han Cang, walked forward a few steps and then knelt down on the ground, everything was ashes under the phoenix fire, he was really going to disappear here.
Suddenly Han Cang's warm palm firmly grasped Zhu Chang's shoulder, his eyes were gloomy and paranoid, the raging fire reflected in his black eyes, as if wrapped in ice.
"You'll be fine."
Han Cang looked at the flames soaring into the sky in front of him, and repeated it again, every single word, resolutely and affirmatively.
"You'll be fine!"
Until the sound of mocking the wind sounded in his ear, his voice seemed to come from far away, with a long tail and a little helplessness.
"I said, little bamboo, should you come out too?"
Zhuxue got up from the ground, was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and walked slowly towards the exit.
Xiaofeng seemed to be able to see the bamboo hole through the thick mountain wall, and just opened the hole when the bamboo hole reached the entrance.
The bright sunlight shone in, causing Zhu Chong to cover his eyes with his hands uncomfortably, making his red eyes even redder.
Han Cang pushed away the mocking wind and walked over, stretched out his hands as if trying to grab Zhu Chong's shoulders, lifted it up into the air but put it down hesitantly.
"Bamboo...how are you doing?"
Still immersed in the oppressive atmosphere of Hantan, Zhuxue didn't pay attention to Hancang, and even turned a blind eye to him.
"I can do it again, can't I?"
Zhu Xun lowered his head, and said to Xiaofeng in an almost threatening tone, it seems that as long as Xiaofeng disagrees, he will still come in even if he tries his best.
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flicked past Han Cang who was holding his hands half-raised, and then nodded.
"of course."
After hearing this, Zhu Xi flicked his sleeves and sat neatly on the ground, as if he planned to wait here.
"Bamboo tree."
Han Cang simply half-kneeled down in front of Zhu, with a humble and doting attitude.
"Your hands need medicine, you can't stay here all the time, you need to rest."
Zhuxue closed his eyes, making it clear that he didn't care about everything in front of him.
"Tsk tsk-"
Xiaofeng took a fan and gloated at the side, Han Cang's usually cold brows showed a little disappointment, he took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and grabbed Zhu Zhang's hand self-consciously.
Zhu Xun retreated forcefully, broke free from Han Cang's grasp in an instant, and then hid his hand in his sleeve.
The mocking wind was still laughing behind his tongue, Han Cang looked at his empty palm and was silent for a while, then he took Zhu's hand tightly without refusing, and put it tightly on his half-kneeling knee.
Bamboo opened his eyes quickly, looked over coldly, his fingers were tightly clenched into fists.
Han Cang tentatively broke it off, and the fingertips of the bamboo stick turned white, but he didn't give Han Cang any chance to open his scarred palm. From the very beginning, he showed a gesture of rejection to Han Cang.
Han Cang stared at the pale fingertips in front of him, and gradually exerted force on his hands until the cold sweat dripped from his painful forehead.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this, until Han Cang seemed to react, let go of his hand suddenly, and Zhu Tong let out a slight breath.
Han Cang looked at the pale hand in front of him, still clenched tightly, even in pain, he never relaxed at all, he twitched the corners of his mouth, with a smile that was not a smile, and when he raised his head, he slashed with a knife with lightning speed To the back of the bamboo stick, and then opened his arms to embrace the limp bamboo stick.
Xiao Feng blew a very provocative whistle behind him, and did not stop Han Cang's behavior at all.
Han Cang picked up the bamboo pole, turned his head to look at Xiaofeng, and before Han Cang could speak, Xiaofeng walked to the front very consciously.
"Come with me, and I'll take you to a place where you can rest."
Before Xiao Feng turned around, from the corner of his eye, he saw Han Cang kissing Zhu Zhang's sweaty forehead lovingly.
The Dragon Palace is very deserted, and it is also very large. There are many palaces, but the distance is not close.
Xiaofeng didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he brought Han Cang to the former palace of Bi An.
People of the dragon clan are very indifferent and lazy, they don't have so many twists and turns, and even the various palaces are directly named by their names.
And in this palace, there is a simple plaque hanging at the entrance, on which the word "狴犴" is seemingly casually but deeply carved with a sword, and the last stroke is deeply drawn out of the plaque, Arrogant and wanton.
Han Cang frowned deeply at these two words, then walked in without hesitation holding the bamboo stick.
Xiao Feng followed behind, and Zhang Yang shouted at Han Cang's back: "Hey! Do you know? You are very similar to Bi An, whether in character or..."
Han Cang stopped in his tracks, and interrupted him coldly: "I'm not him, I'm not Bi An."
"I am Han Cang."
"Sword Immortal Hancang."
Xiaofeng was blocked, shrugged indifferently, looked at Han Cang who was extremely disgusted by being equated with Bi An, and smiled slightly in his heart, I hope you will still feel this way in the future.
Bi An's palace was empty, as cold as his people.
Han Cang gently placed Zhu Zong on the big cold bed in the bedroom, covered him with a quilt, sat on the side of the bed, and stretched out his fingers to trace Zhu Zong's cheek in the air.
In the end, Han Cang couldn't bear the temptation and lowered his head, his thin lips touched Zhu Chong's forehead lightly, and then went down from his forehead to kiss his slender eyelashes, slightly raised nose tip, and pale lips.
"Bamboo..."
"What should I do with you?"
Xiaofeng stood at the door and looked at the unchanging sky in the heaven, holding the tightly closed jade fan and hanging powerlessly to one side, muttering to himself in such a soft tone that no one but himself would know what he was talking about.
"I don't know if it's the right thing to do..."
"I hope you don't blame me when you know everything..."
"Who would have known that above the sky of eternal day lies an even darker eternal night."
In the palace, Han Cang took out the ointment and applied it carefully on the palm of Zhu's palm. The new wound on Zhu's palm looked more hideous. On the brows, he will continue to wipe it off only when he is sure that he is not frowning.
After applying a thick layer, he stopped, and put Zhu's hand gently on the quilt.
Han Cang sat quietly on the side, his whole eyes were full of bamboo sticks, the bamboo sticks he had seen were always so fragile and endearing, yet unexpectedly tough when touched.But he just couldn't stop being attracted to such a little bamboo fairy.
He looked at Zhutong lying there, then stretched out his hand to touch the satin quilt covering Zhutong's body, with the last force, he overturned the dark black satin quilt to the ground, and then took off his pure white coat. The robe was draped over Zhu's body.
Han Cang looked at the bamboo pole nestled in his clothes now, and then nodded in satisfaction.
And the mocking wind outside the palace had already quietly left.
Han Cang stayed by Zhu's side for two whole hours, before Zhu's eyes frowned and he opened his eyes. When he saw the familiar palace in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then he threw off his outer robe and got out of bed. He grabbed the black forged quilt on the ground and hugged it into his arms, it belonged to Qu An.
Han Cang looked at the rag-like robe that had been abandoned aside, closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing something, and tried to calm himself down.
But Zhuxuan stood up suddenly, not even caring about the forged quilt that fell on the ground. He seemed to be in disbelief, turned his head and looked at Han Cang with very terrifying and shocked eyes, and said intermittently: "My bamboo forest ..."
"Burn..."
After Zhu Xi finished speaking, he rushed out, not only everything about him and Bi An was in the bamboo forest, but also...his body.
Zhu Chong ran in a panic and anxiously, Han Cang put on his outer robe and followed immediately, but found that Zhu Chong didn't run very far at all, but fell down not far away, lying there, twitching and trembling in pain.
"Bamboo tree!"
Zhu Xuan grasped his chest tightly, feeling a burning pain all over his body, the fire that burned the bamboo forest was not an ordinary fire, someone wanted him to fly away.
Han Cang grasped Zhu Zhang's hand tightly, and hugged him up, his tone could not hide his anxiety, and he lost his usual calmness.
"I'll take you back!"
Zhu Cang grasped Han Cang's hand tightly, panting heavily, the pain of being burned made him unable to speak a word now.
Han Cang hugged the bamboo stick tightly, raised his chin, opened his mouth and closed it fiercely, the cold breath slowly flowed into the bamboo stick's body along the lips of the two, relieving the burning pain all over the bamboo stick. .
"What did you give me?"
Bamboo, who gradually recovered, leaned on Han Cang's chest and asked.
Han Cang didn't answer, but hugged the bamboo pole tightly, stepped on the cold sword and flew out.
"I'll take you back."
At this time, the bamboo forest has been caught in a fire, and the flames spread from the bamboo house in the center, gradually enveloping the whole bamboo forest, and an inconspicuous emerald bamboo grows deep in the bamboo forest, exuding a glistening green light, resisting the raging fire that constantly invades. The big fire, the faint green light looked small and pitiful in front of the raging flames.
Xiao Feng stood expressionlessly outside the bamboo forest, looking at the raging fire in front of him. This is the Phoenix Fire. The Phoenix has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, and he threw the only small Phoenix Fire here.
The phoenix fire burns everything and is indestructible when exposed to water, and in this heaven, the only person who can extinguish the phoenix fire is Bi An.
But today's Bi An...
Xiao Feng looked in a direction, where Han Cang was rushing towards him with a bamboo stick in his arms, Xiao Feng sighed, and left in a flash.
Some secrets have been buried, but it doesn't mean that no one knows, when the Phoenix fire burns to ashes, it will be the end of everything.
But Han Cang and Zhu Zhang who finally arrived had no choice but to stop when they saw the raging fire in front of them.
Zhu Xing staggered up from Han Cang's embrace, looked at the bamboo forest shrouded in flames, opened and closed his lips, and finally said tremblingly: "Phoenix Fire..."
"It's the Emperor of Heaven..."
"It must be the Emperor of Heaven... I knew it... I knew he wouldn't let me go easily..."
Zhu Xi let go of the hand supporting Han Cang, walked forward a few steps and then knelt down on the ground, everything was ashes under the phoenix fire, he was really going to disappear here.
Suddenly Han Cang's warm palm firmly grasped Zhu Chang's shoulder, his eyes were gloomy and paranoid, the raging fire reflected in his black eyes, as if wrapped in ice.
"You'll be fine."
Han Cang looked at the flames soaring into the sky in front of him, and repeated it again, every single word, resolutely and affirmatively.
"You'll be fine!"
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