Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

Ye Ling'er peeked in from another room at this time, looked around cautiously, and saw that there was nothing unusual.

She walked out slowly, her eyes kept falling on Qi Zexi and Jun Qinghan who were seated above.

"What are you doing?"

Now on the top, Qi Zexi looked down at Jun Qinghan, and Jun Qinghan sat on the chair and looked up at him.

This scene always feels a bit ambiguous, especially the look in Qi Zexi's eyes, which is very strange.

Hearing the voice, the two moved in unison and looked at her.

Ye Linger beckoned, "Come here, I found something inside."

The three of them went to the room that Ye Linger entered just now, although the furnishings in this place were already dilapidated.

Just looking at the furnishings, this was a bedroom before, Ye Linger quickly walked towards a small window.

Jun Qinghan's eyes fell on the inside of the house, and he could clearly see that there was only a small window above his head in this place, and no one could touch it at all.

And the window was very small, and the other places were sealed up, making the room a bit dark.

However, there is still a window left in one place. Looking at the boards hanging obliquely on the window, one can imagine that the window was sealed before.

Follow Ye Linger's figure until she raises her hand to take down something from the window.

When I took it to a bright place, it turned out to be a painting. The handwriting of the painting was a little blurred, and the portrait could barely see what it used to be.

The painting on the yellowed drawing paper is a person standing under a tree. There is only one person's back and a somewhat blurred profile on the portrait.

Wearing a black robe, he seemed to be looking up at the fallen flowers all over the sky, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand seemed to be catching the fallen flowers.

I can't see the expression clearly, but I feel that the portrait is full of gentleness.

This painting is a bit blurred due to the long time, but it can still be seen that the person who painted the portrait poured all the tenderness into the pen.

Jun Qinghan looked at the painting with a frown, raised his hand to sweep the dust that fell on it, and only then was he completely sure of his thoughts.

This is the Emperor, the young man he saw at that time.

Who is the person who drew the picture?

His slender fingers moved down a little bit, and there were four vigorous and powerful characters in the lower left corner.

He raised his hand and swept it away, and some blurred handwriting could still be seen on it. The handwriting pierced through the back of the paper, and the strokes were sharp.

love of my life...

Qi Zexi also saw these words clearly, and the spiritual consciousness in his mind seemed to have a slight reaction.

He was a little emotional, "Why is this painting here!"

Qi Zexi had a headache because of his excitement. From his tone and reaction, it could be seen that he knew the painting.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and the other party spoke again, as if trying to break free from his body.

"Stay here and put away the painting!"

Jun Qinghan swept away the dust on the painting, the painting was already somewhat blurred, and the paper was yellowed.

Qi Zexi spoke in a low voice, his voice was slightly tentative.

"Master, this painting may be useful, so let's keep it first."

Jun Qinghan turned to look at him and nodded.

Then his eyes fell on the other place in the room, a dilapidated bed.

The corner of the bed was more scarred than other places, and that place was messy with various signs of wear and tear.

And those traces look older than the traces in other places.

A wrist-thick iron chain was scattered on the other side of the bed, and Jun Qinghan froze for a moment.

My heart suddenly seemed to be blocked, and I always felt a little repulsed by this thing.

The iron chain has been around for a long time, and it has been rusted for a long time, and there are traces of iron chain friction on the ground.

This room made him feel very uncomfortable for a moment, he took a step back, his face pale.

Qi Zexi had just put away the portrait when he turned his head and saw that Master's face was very ugly.

He followed the master's gaze strangely, and saw the iron chains scattered on the ground.

There were obvious marks on the bed that had been scratched by a sharp object, and it was unknown what had happened in this room.

The fracture of the iron chain was obviously split by a sharp weapon.

Jun Qinghan always rejects this place subconsciously. The place Bailu took him to last time felt this way, and this place still feels the same way.

This place made him feel oppressed and uncomfortable, but he didn't know why.

He turned around and left, and Qi Zexi followed immediately.

After leaving this room, all those monsters surrounded the empty main hall outside.

Those faces looked into the room cautiously, and the vines of the vine demon were entwined around.

They didn't dare to come in, so they could only surround the outside and watch the movement inside.

Seeing a few people appear, those strange faces can be seen to be excited.

Qi Zexi frowned, these monsters didn't dare to approach, so there must be something wrong.

He walked up to Jun Qinghan and said, "Master, they don't dare to come in, but I'm curious, what are they afraid of?"

Jun Qinghan didn't understand either.

Soon after seeing Qi Zexi walking out of the main hall quickly, those faces turned towards him strangely.

He directly raised his hand to grab one of the roots, and pulled it into the main hall.

When he pulled it like this, its roots twisted even more, desperately trying to escape, and even slapped his hand with the leaves on its body.

Seeing that it was about to be pulled into the main hall, it immediately opened its mouth tremblingly.

"Forgive me, don't kill me."

Hearing this, Qi Zexi was even more at a loss, and grabbed it into the main hall with all his strength, and Qi Zexi entered the main hall smoothly.

However, the flower he was holding seemed to have encountered some barrier at the door, and after a miserable scream, it turned into ashes.

Qi Zexi was stunned, he raised his hand to look at the empty palm, then he raised his hand to touch the door, but he didn't find any enchantment or barrier.

"Master, I'm afraid there is a restriction here, so they are not allowed to enter."

As soon as Qi Zexi finished speaking, the spiritual consciousness in his mind jumped out immediately.

"Not only are they not allowed to step in, but you are also not allowed to step in!"

His voice seemed to be growling, and his head hurt from the shock.

Jun Qinghan also noticed this, and when he walked to the door, those faces were startled when they saw this scene.

One by one, they retreated a certain distance.

"This seat asks you how you died."

Jun Qinghan's words caused the monsters hiding outside to twist their bodies, all of them who were originally fierce, now seemed to be dying.

Hearing the voice of spiritual consciousness in his head, Qi Zexi couldn't help asking. "you know?"

"nonsense."

"You did say it."

"You too?"

Qi Zexi: "..."

I don't know why this guy is born to be at odds with him. From the moment he got into his body, he has never been safe.

It's fine if you don't help, if you don't cause trouble, you have already shown mercy.