Fall in love with the sick boss in Fear Tour

As soon as the wound was bandaged, there was a faint sound of fighting outside. Fang Xi was startled and accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes that was too long, and his figure swayed uncontrollably to one side.

Almost his body reacted first, Yuan Han'an stretched out his hand and hooked Fang Xi's waist into his arms.

For a moment, the cold smell lingered on the tip of the nose, and the thin waist seemed to have a scorching temperature. The hot Yuan Hanan didn't know where to put it.

Fang Xi just came back to his senses and found himself wrapped in a generous embrace, raised his slender eyebrows, and before the smile appeared in his eyes, he felt Yuan Han'an pushed himself out as if his hands were burning.

As if Fang Xi was a hot potato, Fang Xi pouted.

Suddenly there was a light slap on his wrist, and he looked down, "What is this?"

He looked at the ring on his wrist. At this time, Gui Li had shrunk his body and retracted the sharp blades on both sides, and gently curled up into a pair of silver-white rings on his slender wrist.

Yuan Han'an said in a cold voice: "It's something that can keep you from doing anything wrong."

Fang Xi pursed her lips and shook her head, not to mention that she looked pretty.

Glancing at the man's frowning brows, he suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Yuan Han'an ignorantly, "But in our place, giving a bracelet means engagement."

He was talking nonsense because he wanted to see Yuan Han'an in distress.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Han'an was not moved at all, but instead said: "Didn't you lose your memory?"

Fang Xi snorted, "Then I just remember this, what can I do."

Yuan Han'an pursed his lips, turned his eyes and looked around, "What place is this?"

The size of the tomb is no smaller than the tomb outside, and the furnishings are more like a luxurious daily life.

Fang Xi looked at the yellowed and blurred picture scroll on the wall, and said softly: "Although it is built according to the living room, compared with passing away, it seems that we think that the ancestors went to another world."

Yuan Han'an suddenly said: "Don't make any noise here, I'll be back soon."

Fang Xi was obviously stunned for a while, and then quickly smiled with his lips curled up, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "Then I will wait for you to come back."

Yuan Han'an nodded, and mentioned the female ghost next to him, ready to walk up the slope.

"My name should be Xuan Chi." Fang Xi stopped him suddenly, raised his hand and shook the bronze plaque with vaguely engraved words on his hand.

Yuan Han'an turned his head, met a pair of bright black pupils with anticipation, and nodded, "Yuan Han'an."

When Fang Xi saw Yuan Han'an closed the door, he lowered his head reluctantly, the corners of his mouth first raised a little, and slowly the arc became wider and wider.

By the way, I still don't know what he looks like now, so Fang Xi picked up a bronze mirror curiously.

It was like being struck by lightning.

The monster inside!yes!who!

A ghost with long hair was reflected in the mirror, ah no, a zombie, wearing a black robe embroidered with dark patterns, with a white placket exposed inside, his body was a bit thin when viewed from a distance.

The livid gray and lack of water left his features shriveled and leaky.

I am!How could Yuan Han'an hold such an ugly millennium-old zombie!

Fang Xi groaned, then raised his sleeves and smelled, but it was okay, there was no peculiar smell.

Soon, the sound from the secret room drew Fang Xi's attention back.Holding his breath, he could only hear the sound of many chaotic footsteps pouring into the tomb, as well as rapid and rough breathing.

It was the ancestors who came all the way.

"Yuan Han'an! It's Yuan Han'an here!" In the embarrassed team, one of them saw the person leaning on the back of the golden nanmu coffin with keen eyes, and hurried forward to check.

Feeling lucky, Dou Xing felt for Yuan Han'an's pulse with slightly trembling hands, and when he found that it was still beating, he let out a sigh of relief, and turned around to tell everyone: "He is still alive."

The few ancestors in the crowd, headed by Shen Fenglin, quietly put down the magic weapon in their hands, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at each other vaguely.

The rest of the others is to re-examine Yuan Han'an's strength. They are all the best monks of this generation, and the danger along the way has also made them lose many people. After clearing more than half of it, it is conceivable how strong Yuan Han'an is.

Dou Xing checked Yuan Han'an's injury and found a wound on his arm. After removing the clothes, he found that it had spread to the entire upper arm. After carefully detoxifying, he immediately called other people to bring medical equipment to bandage Yuan Han'an.

After a while, Yuan Han'an 'woke faintly'.

"Yuan Han'an, what happened here?" Shen Fenglin frowned, he looked like a refined middle-aged man, but the traces of time added a bit of composure and charm to him.

At this time, Shen Fenglin looked at Yuan Han'an with complicated eyes, with fear and disdain to hide.

Fang Xi in the secret room was confused, but why couldn't these monks sense him?

Yuan Han settled down, "The tomb is empty."

Shen Fenglin stepped forward first and asked, "It's empty?"

Yuan Han'an pursed his lips, "It doesn't seem to be completely empty."

He pointed to the female ghost beside him.

Everyone followed Yuan Han'an's gaze, only to find the female ghost in a palace costume lying in the corner with a magic-suppressing talisman attached to her head.

Several ancestors hurried forward to check.

Shen Fenglin didn't go there, but stared at Yuan Han'an closely, "Nothing really happened?"

For some reason, everyone felt that Shen Fenglin's tone was a little more irritable than usual, and there was even a tendency to grab Yuan Hanan's hand.

The other person hurried forward to stop Shen Fenglin, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yuan Han'an suffered such a serious injury, shouldn't he be allowed to rest first?"

The man beside Shen Fenglin secretly tugged at Shen Fenglin's sleeve, stopping his movement.

Only then did Shen Fenglin come to his senses, and stood there with an unclear expression without saying anything.It's just that those junior monks didn't understand why Mr. Shen, who had always been approachable, would confront Yuan Han'an when he saw Yuan Han'an.

It stands to reason that a great power should not care about the juniors.

Tang Jianqiu is the person next to Shen Fenglin, but he has always been low-key and has a gentle personality, but no one will ignore his ability because of this, and many people even speculate that his ability is not much better than Shen Fenglin's.

"Purify the filth in this tomb first and then suppress it. The owner of the tomb may have escaped. Speed ​​up the deployment of manpower to patrol the various places. Once a strange phenomenon is found, immediately gather manpower to encircle and suppress it. We must ensure the safety of the peaceful people in the world. "

Shen Fenglin said coldly, even though he had doubts in his heart, he still quickly made a decision.But obviously he didn't believe what Yuan Han'an said was nothing.

Yuan Han'an's voice sounded abruptly, "I'll just get rid of it."

Yuan Han'an looked at Shen Fenglin, and said word by word: "There is no better purification method than Shichayehuo."

Shen Fenglin squinted his eyes and looked at Yuan Han'an, neither of them could clearly see what the other's gaze meant.

After a while, Shen Fenglin shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Then I'll leave it to you, after all, Shisha Yehuo doesn't know how to eat inside and outside."

Someone worried: "But Yuan Han'an is still injured, so this is not good."

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Yuan Han'an glanced at him indifferently, this was Qi Yuan, one of his few friends among the monks.

"Hurry up, we are preparing to seal the formation outside," Shen Fenglin waved his sleeves and led everyone to evacuate first, leaving only Yuan Han'an behind.

Qi Yuan always felt that something was wrong, fearing that there might be some hidden danger, so in the end he just turned his head and gave Yuan Han'an a cautious look.

Yuan Han'an nodded and responded, "It's okay, I'm not that weak yet."

"Qiyuan, why don't you come out and stay together to purify Shisha's karma?"

"Yes, President!" Qi Yuan reluctantly bid farewell to Yuan Han'an after replying, and turned to chase outside.

In the distance, his voice was heard echoing in the tomb: "Everything is based on the body!"

After everyone left, Yuan Han'an didn't immediately go to the secret room, but quietly leaned against the coffin, his eyes changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

It wasn't until Fang Xi knocked on the wooden board tentatively that Yuan Han'an looked up as if he woke up, stood up and walked slowly to the coffin without opening the door.

"Don't come out first." Slowly, the voice became subconsciously soothing, "Don't worry, the thing on your wrist will protect you."

Fang Xi caressed the silver ring on his wrist with downcast eyes. After a while, Yuan Han'an heard a muffled hum from under the coffin.

The sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away gradually disappeared. Fang Xi opened his pair of darkened black pupils, his eyes easily penetrated the wall of the secret room, attached to Yuan Han'an's back, and snorted: "If you don't come back, you will die." deal."

In the eyes of the rest of the Celestial Masters Association, the Shicha karma has burned away the filth of this ominous tomb, and even the originally resplendent and golden burial vessels in the tomb gradually revealed their corroded appearance due to the disappearance of the filth.

"Old Shen, the Shisha industry is almost on fire, why hasn't Yuan Han'an come out yet?" The group of monks stood not far from the tomb door, frowning and looking towards the tomb passage.

At this time, the tomb passage was still dark and quiet, and the depths could not be seen clearly. The source of the most ferocious miasma had been suppressed by their joint efforts, and Yuan Han'an was only left to come out and seal the tomb door.

Shen Fenglin sneered: "Are you still afraid that the karmic fire will burn him?"

"Uncle Shen, are you still unable to let go of those things back then? Moreover, if something happens to Yuan Han'an, everyone knows what the consequences will be." Qi Yuan pursed his lips and looked at Shen Fenglin.

"Don't talk so grandly." Shen Fenglin's face darkened instantly, and before he could finish the following words, Tang Jianqiu stopped him with his eyes and motioned him to look around.

Many of the people who came this time were newcomers, and they didn't know much about that matter, they were just superficial. If Shen Fenglin and Qi Yuan were allowed to shake it up here, it would probably cause a lot of turmoil.

Many people who put their attention here knew that there was no game at a glance, and sighed secretly in their hearts. The monk world did not know how many old melons were missing.

Suddenly, a loud bang drew everyone's attention back, and the tomb passage in front of everyone began to collapse, causing a lot of smoke to fill the air.

When many people couldn't open their eyes, Qiyuan suddenly widened his eyes, stretched out his fingers tremblingly and pointed to the exit of the tomb passage, and said in a choked voice: "Yuan Han'an is still inside."