The priest is a loser

Back in time not long ago, Liu Qiuan took Yinshuang and cut off the mechanism connecting the iron plate, then pried off the iron plate, and without delay picked up Qin Mian who was lying on the ground on his back, and sank into the darkness along the stone steps.

He paused for a while at the intersection of darkness, and continued to move until his eyes got used to the darkness, avoiding the traps on the ground with ease.

A faint flame appeared in front of his eyes.

Arrived.

With fewer and fewer stone steps under his feet, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and an inexplicable sense of tension filled his heart.

Liu Qiuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped on the last stone step.

Opening his eyes, a dimly lit corridor leads straight to an unknown place ahead.

On both sides of the corridor that could barely pass three people together were cells made of fine iron, and each cell contained people, dead or alive.

The air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses, Liu Qiu'an clenched his teeth in disgust, and put Qin Mian on his back on the ground.

Not knowing if it was because the temperature on the ground was too biting, Qin Mian gasped and opened his eyes suddenly.

Liu Qiu'an froze for a moment, until Qin Mian shifted his gaze to his face, "Master Qiu?"

"Just wake up! I'm worrying about how to wake you up."

"What happened..." Qin Mian propped up her upper body and shook her head, "I remember when I was feeding the kitten, I suddenly heard Ying Qi's voice, and then passed out..."

He put his palm on the back of his neck and kneaded it, and murmured suspiciously, "It hurts so much here... Hey! Mr. Liu, the totem on your face has disappeared? Wait! Where is this place?!"

Qin Mian looked around in horror, as if he had just noticed the unpleasant smell of corpses in the air, pinched his nose and looked at Liu Qiu'an and said, "Ground, dungeon?!"

Liu Qiu'an rolled his eyes unabashedly, and slandered inwardly, so he's just a natural fool!

"..." Qin Mian closed her mouth in embarrassment, her face was covered with a light red halo, she lowered her eyelashes and stared at a certain place suddenly.

Liu Qiuan noticed his strangeness, followed his gaze, and saw the blood on his arm that hadn't stopped.

The sleeve on the left hand side was cut off by him above the elbow with Yinshuang. In order to save time and leave a mark to attract everyone, he took a sword and cut a thin line from top to bottom of the forearm, letting the blood drip along the fingertips. fall to the ground.

"This..." Before Liu Qiu'an could finish his sentence, Qin Mian's expression suddenly changed. Some strength came from nowhere and pressed on him, wanting to tear off his sleeve on the other side.

tear-

tear-

The sound of clothes being torn echoed in the deadly dungeon. Liu Qiu'an was startled, hugged himself and twisted his body to resist desperately, "What are you doing! Hey! This leader has someone he likes!"

Qin Mian nodded while arranging the torn clothes, "I know, I know, Mr. Qiu's favorite person is Brother Mu."

Liu Qiuan hugged himself wrongedly, and snorted softly, "That's not the point! I want you to do me a favor."

Qin Mian took off the kit bag from his waist, opened it and picked out some spices that could stop bleeding, "What's the matter? Also, Mr. Qiu, you haven't told me why we are in this dungeon-like place?"

"This is the dungeon," Liu Qiu'an said.

"Huh? Then they..." Qin Mian raised his eyes and glanced at the people imprisoned in the cell, then looked at Liu Qiu'an, his eyes full of doubts, "Why are they so...quiet?"

"You smell the air again."

"Ah?" Qin Mian couldn't believe it, but he still did it. He closed his eyes and smelled it carefully, then opened his eyes suddenly, "There is something strange! It seems..."

Qin Mian's eyes fell on the person in the cell diagonally opposite to him. The tattered clothes on the person's body could vaguely tell that he belonged to a sect.

Guessed: "Mixiang that can make people lose their internal strength!?"

Liu Qiuan nodded appreciatively.

Although I stayed a little bit, it was still quite spiritual!

Then Liu Qiu'an suddenly said this sentence: "This dungeon, these people imprisoned here are all done by your father."

Qin Mian just froze for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to help him treat the wound, "Is it like this...Does Mr. Qiu want me to identify my father?...I have to ask my brother for his opinion on this."

"I discussed it with Qin Sheng a long time ago, and this is the road map he gave me." Liu Qiu'an took out a piece of paper from his lapel.

Qin Mian took a look and then looked away: "...It is indeed."

Can you see it this way?Liu Qiu'an also glanced at the drawing, and stuffed it back into his arms.Xin Dao, is this the unique sympathy between twins?

Qin Mian bandaged Liu Qiuan, then sighed: "I see...then what should I do?"

"You just have to stay here and wait for people to come, I think... they should be coming soon."

"Is that so..." Qin Mian looked at the dim light around her, raised her left hand and rubbed the outside of her right arm, her voice trembling slightly: "I see."

"Don't worry..." Before Liu Qiuan finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a strange voice. He quickly jumped up from the ground and looked at the source of the sound vigilantly.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The "corpse" in the cell on the left squatted by the iron fence at some point, shaking his head at the two of them.

Qin Mian was startled.

Liu Qiu'an squinted his eyes and looked at him all over, his face was filthy, his clothes were covered with blood stains, but his clothes didn't look like they were cut by sharp objects.So Liu Qiu'an speculated that this person's martial arts should not be low.

"Hey... don't look at me so nakedly!" The man grinned, stroked the stubble on his chin that hadn't been treated for a long time, and smiled at Liu Qiu'an.

"..." Liu Qiuan wrinkled his beautiful face, "Who are you, uncle!"

"What!" The uncle seemed to be irritated, with a sad expression on his face: "I am only in my early twenties this year, and I can be considered a handsome and handsome man! How come you say I am an uncle!?"

"Are you really in your early twenties? You can't tell..." Qin Mian, who regained his composure, echoed Liu Qiuan's words in a low voice.

"That's because...!" Unwilling, the uncle jumped up to refute.

"It's alright, alright...really..." Liu Qiu'an interrupted mercilessly, "You can talk and jump, you're quite energetic..."

He rolled his eyes, made a fist with his left hand and tapped his right palm, and said to himself, "That's not bad."

"What's good?" Qin Mian asked doubtfully.

It would be great if Ying Qi was by my side, what Young Master Qiu said was too strange.

"Aren't you scared? It just so happens that there is an uncle with a normal mind here..." As he spoke, Liu Qiuan raised his chin towards the uncle, and his tone suddenly changed: "Hey! You will be rescued immediately, and as a price you have to accompany this young master Chat until someone finds this place..." He suddenly lowered his voice: "And - don't say anything extra! For example, seeing me!"

"...Who said I want to go out." The uncle muttered, lay back on the ground again, folded his arms behind his head, and closed his eyes: "Okay, ok, ok, my savior."

Liu Qiu'an didn't hear what he muttered clearly, thinking that time was running out, he gave Qin Mian a few words and left in a hurry.

Qin Mian hugged her knees, looked around nervously, and glanced at the uncle from time to time.

"Don't worry~" the uncle said suddenly, but his eyes were still closed, "Nothing will suddenly appear."

Hearing what he said, Qin Mian became even more nervous, and moved her body towards him, "Don't say such strange things..."

"You just said 'Mr. Qiu's favorite person is Brother Mu'... Which Mu is that Brother Mu?"

"Huh..." Qin Mian looked at him strangely, and the dim light of the fire fell on the side of his face.Judging from that profile, he shouldn't be lying when he said that he is handsome and handsome.

"Why don't I chat with you!" The uncle opened his eyes and smiled sideways.

Qin Mian suddenly said, and the uneasiness in his heart decreased a lot, "It's Mu Ru Qingfeng, but Brother Mu's favorite person is also Mr. Qiu..."

Hearing this, the uncle raised his eyebrows meaningfully.