Martial Lord

After getting enough sleep, Wu Xie's spirit recovered a lot, and even the child's mischievousness also recovered, trying to avoid taking medicine.But all the solutions were easily solved by Zhang Qiling with a "tsk".

——Although my brother is usually very talkative, he must not be provoked.The young Wu Xie was like a keen little animal, who already knew which kind of people could be provoked and which kind of people could not.

However, the heaven is not good, and the bowl of bitter medicine in his hand is destined to miss him.Xiao Wu Xie had just brought the medicine to her mouth when there was a sudden commotion outside the door.Immediately afterwards, the door was kicked open, and several men with knives rushed in, yelling at Zhang Qiling.Wu Xie couldn't understand what "chasing and killing", what "paying for life", and what "the time of death has come".The little child was so frightened that his hands shook, the medicine bowl was knocked to the ground with a "crash", and the medicine juice splashed all over the floor.

Zhang Qiling turned a blind eye to the enemy in front of him, but instead gave Wu Xie a meaningful look.The latter shrank his shoulders innocently, making appropriate expressions such as "I'm so scared" and "I didn't mean to".The child's half-truth and half-fake acting skills are so immature that they are even a little cute. Finally, Zhang Daxia didn't immediately show his tutoring, leaving only a look of "I'll settle the score later".He picked up the little devil's head in one hand and a knife in the other, and strode forward, not paying attention to the group of uninvited guests.

It wasn't until those people rushed over fiercely that Wu Xie really felt the fear.It turned out that this was the villain in the grandfather's mouth. They couldn't beat the elder brother, so they attacked him when he was young.Zhang Qiling protected him with one hand, and received the move with one hand, his movements were smooth and unrestrained.Wu Xie had already forgotten what happened afterwards, all he knew was that there was a lot of red blood in front of his eyes, he had never seen so much blood, there were older brothers, and of course more were from those wicked people, only without him.He has been firmly protected by his brother, as if he is protected in the most solid fortress, without any injuries.There were several groups of people on the other side. They fled all the way and were in danger several times.But my brother is the most powerful person he has ever seen, and those bad guys are no match for him at all.Finally, they came to a field.Looking at Zhang Qiling's figure, the little Wu Xie suddenly had a bad feeling, he remembered this place, this is the place where the third uncle told him to wait.

Three days have passed, and in these three days, Xiao Wu Xie has seen a world he could never have imagined.He looked at Zhang Qiling beside him, that person's body was tense, obviously he was no longer in danger, and his murderous aura still did not dissipate.Xiao Wu Xie walked forward silently, and reached out to hold Zhang Qiling's blood-soaked corner of his clothes.

The small touch brought Zhang Qiling back to his senses, as if he just remembered that there was a little guy with him.

"...Aren't you afraid?"

Wu Xie gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously.

——Brother protected him, so he would not be afraid of his brother.

Seeing Mingming's trembling but still pulling his little figure, Zhang Qiling raised his hand to touch Wu Xie's head, and said in a low voice, "Wait here, someone will come to pick you up."

After a pause, he said, "I can go home tomorrow."

This is the second time Zhang Qiling said this to him, but this time, Xiaobudian burst into tears.Because Zhang Qiling turned and left after finishing speaking, his figure disappeared into the night and never looked back.

"Don't go, little brother, don't go... little brother!"

Wu Xie woke up suddenly, but the tingling pain in his chest made him fall from dream to reality in an instant.Here is... By the way, the fat man touched the mechanism on the dragon chair, the floor collapsed, and he fell down—so he is still alive?

Wu Xie moved and found that not only his chest, but also the back of his head was in severe pain.He touched it, and it was sticky and greasy, with a fishy smell.Appears to have hit his head.

Wu Xie grinned and pressed against her chest, thankfully her bones were still in place, as for internal injuries, that's unknown.The wound was on the back of the head, Wu Xie couldn't see it, so he could only wrap it around with the rags on his body.There is also blood in the nose and mouth, I don't know if it is disfigured or not - I can't get a wife in the first place, if something happens to this face, I really can only ask Zhang Daxia to take responsibility.

Wu Xie took out the fire folder, took a picture of the surroundings, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.He was actually in a trap, and the right side was next to a deep pit, which was full of sharp iron thorns.If his falling position shifted by half a minute, he might turn into a hedgehog.The designer is probably worried that the height here is not enough, and people will not fall to death, so they added a trap below.Unexpectedly, when he fell, he was knocked into the air, but it was a blessing in disguise and he escaped unharmed.

Wu Xie was thrown so badly that he had lost his sense of direction for a long time, and now he could only rely on his intuition.He wiped off the blood under his nose and sniffed around vigorously, trying to find clues.From just now, he smelled a strange fragrance.He also smelled some of this smell when he was up there, and it seemed to come from the side hall. Maybe he could find another way out by following the scent.With a firm mind, Wu Xie limped forward.

Outside the stone room is a deep tunnel, every few steps there is a fork in the road, and Wu Xie has to go back to the same place several times.Because there was no light, and the injury on his leg seemed to be worse than he thought, Wu Xie walked very slowly.The more he walked, the more he found that this tunnel was very strange. It was high on both sides and low in the middle, and the terrain was from high to low, like a groove—it seemed like a water tank!Wu Xie suddenly woke up.

That's right, since it's a trap, why would he deliberately leave a passage here? It looks like a part of the drainage channel of the underground palace. The sink under his feet is probably the sink that guides the water flow.There is not much rain in this season, so it is still dry inside, but the water flows to the lower place, so as long as he goes to the higher place, he may be able to return to the upper level of the mausoleum.This discovery made Wu Xie very excited, and her pace quickened unconsciously.

After walking for about half an hour, Wu Xie keenly noticed the change in the air—it was blood, with a strong smell of blood.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to find blood on the ground.This is fresh blood, not long after it fell, I don't know why it didn't dry.There are only three of them alive in this underground palace, could it be fat man?The blood was pattering all the way, Wu Xie couldn't imagine that a person would have to suffer multiple injuries to leave so many bloodstains along the road.The more he wandered, the more frightened he became. Whether the blood came from the fat man or the little brother, it was definitely not a good hint.With the guidance of bloodstains, the surrounding environment has also changed.If he was trapped in a huge maze before, then the place in front of him is like the end of the maze.

At the end of the tank is a square stone chamber, which is the exit.On the one hand, he was worried about the situation of the little brother and the fat man, and on the other hand, his patience was exhausted. Wu Xie strode forward without doubting him.

The next moment, a force suddenly pushed him to the ground!

The spine hit the ground fiercely, as if being preyed by a ferocious beast, and the waist and limbs were twisted and hurt due to the posture.The overwhelming smell of blood came over, and the "blood man" with disheveled hair pressed on him, biting his neck fiercely.Wu Xie was unprepared, and suddenly screamed. He even felt that his throat had been bitten off, but——

At this moment, Wu Xie's first reaction was not to run away, but to grab the monster's temple hair fiercely to see the bastard's face clearly.Although it was only for a moment, he would never admit it wrong. This voice, this breath, and this monster-like strength are not the first time...

"Zhang, Qi, Ling!" Wu Xie gritted his teeth, staring at the man's blood-red eyes, "Why the hell are you crazy!"

However, seeing Zhang Qiling's condition clearly, he couldn't help being surprised again.

It's not just bad, it's really bad!

The clothes on his body were completely stained with blood, and even the tips of his hair were stuck with dried blood, it was almost the same as when we first met... No, it was worse than then.What made Wu Xie even more worried was that he was completely lifeless at this moment, the whites of his eyes were completely bloodshot, and his anger was as heavy as a bloodthirsty Shura returning from hell.

What the hell is going on, I won't see you for a while, how did my little brother become like this?

During this moment of distraction, a figure flashed in front of him and approached again.Wu Xie dodged subconsciously, barely avoiding the attack.But Zhang Qiling, who had fallen into madness, was still amazingly sensitive, blocking Wu Xie's retreat in an instant.It was too late for Wu Xie to turn around, so he slammed into Zhang Qiling's shoulder—damn!It's so hard!The bridge of the nose is about to collapse!

The pain made Wu Xie recover a little calm.Now is not the time to be in a daze, if Zhang Qiling fights him seriously, he will not even have the choice of how to die.If he died without knowing why, he would not be reconciled to being a ghost.The body was pressed, kicking and beating were ineffective, so Wu Xie simply bit the man's arm.There was a fishy smell in the mouth, and the blood of the two people was mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whose smell it was.Wu Xie used so much force that his gums hurt from biting.Zhang Qiling was in pain, and with a flick of one arm, Wu Xie was thrown out.

Wu Xie was hit against the wall, staring at him, cursing in his heart.Damn Zhang Qiling, what kind of evil is this, do you really want to kill him?Wait... Bewitched?

Wu Xie had a flash of inspiration.That's right, judging by Zhang Qiling's expression, it's obvious that he's lost his mind.

"Brother! I'm Wu Xie! You can see clearly that I'm—"

Before he finished speaking, he punched again, and Wu Xie suddenly didn't even have the strength to stand up.Zhang Qiling raised his hand and grabbed his neck with such force that he wanted to twist Wu Xie's neck off.The air in his lungs was drastically reduced, and he soon felt suffocated.

No, if this continues, he will definitely die!

In desperation, Wu Xie slammed on the wall behind him, and rushed out like an arrow.The explosive power at the moment of life and death cannot be underestimated, and Zhang Qiling was knocked away by this momentum.But Wu Xie also fell on the man because of inertia.Breathing air suddenly, Wu Xie coughed so hard that his heart, liver and lungs were about to come out, but before he could recover, the world was spinning again.Zhang Qiling easily turned over and pressed Wu Xie to the ground.Wu Xie knew that he would have no more chances if he continued like this. He didn't care about his uneven breath, and shot like lightning, avoiding Zhang Qiling's suppression - of course, because his attack finally surpassed Zhang Qiling's. expected.Or it wasn't an attack at all, but just a seemingly meaningless action.Wu Xie suddenly wrapped his hands around the back of Zhang Qiling's neck, and pressed the other's face hard against him.

The next moment, the four lips meet, the breath is compatible, and the body covering him suddenly stiffens.

This is the last resort, there is no other way.He remembered the last time Zhang Qiling had such a crazy expression when he was drunk, that time Zhang Qiling gradually returned to normal only after "intimate contact" with him.

Wu Xie was almost determined to die at this moment, so when his body really didn't move, he was a little at a loss.But soon, someone else took over his initiative.The man seemed to have opened his eyes suddenly, and changed his previous style. The tip of his tongue deftly scraped across Wu Xie's gums, and guided Wu Xie's tongue to dance with it. The exchange was not only saliva but also a strong smell of blood.Wu Xie was so stimulated by this overly emotional kiss that he almost lost his mind, but the smell of blood made him dizzy who was naturally sensitive.

Finally, before he suffocated, he managed to make a wrong start and shouted, "Brother...Brother!"

"I'm here."

A clear voice came from his ears, and Wu Xie's eyes suddenly blurred.

Like a spell being broken, the bloody chaotic scene shattered like a dream.Wu Xie came back to his senses again, his sight was clear.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Qiling asked.

The voice was exceptionally clear, of course, the two of them had been separated for so long, he was holding Zhang Qiling's neck tightly, and the breath of that person was still in his mouth.Wu Xie touched the man's cheek subconsciously—it was clean, without blood stains, the eyeballs were still damn black without any ripples, and the whites of the eyes were normal, but there was a little less indifference in the expression, and a little more of a rare one worry.

what happened?Why does the little brother look so normal, didn't he just want to kill him?No, not right.Wu Xie fell into confusion. Who is this... abnormal person?

"Brother, I really don't think so... let me get up first." Wu Xie covered his head with one hand, and pushed Zhang Qiling with the other.The man didn't know what he was thinking, he pushed it but it still didn't move, and then he pushed it again before responding.

"You are bewitched."

What?Wu Xie was startled.In other words, everything just now was indeed an illusion, but why did they...

Touching the blood on his lips, Zhang Qiling said: "The blood on the tip of the tongue can ward off evil spirits."

Tongue, tongue tip blood...

Wu Xie really wanted to ask how this "blood from the tip of the tongue" was poured into his mouth, but the residual feeling on his lips and the breath in his mouth seemed to have clearly answered him.

"So, that's how it is." Wu Xie understood.

Yes, the little brother can't help it either, Wu Xie forced himself to smile less stiffly, he was about to thank him, but he heard Zhang Daxia calmly say——

"However, my blood is quite special, and it doesn't matter if you don't use the tip of your tongue."

——Then why the hell are you pinching me for a kiss? !

Wu Xie glared.