The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

In the middle of the night when there was thunder and lightning, the rain that had been gradually decreasing intensified again.The gust of wind howled, blowing the fence and trees outside the inn, making a rattling sound.

Waiting for someone to come to the inn in the dark night, it flickers with the lightning in the storm. From a distance, it looks like the inns in the picture books where the demons use magic to transform out, with a gloomy atmosphere.

At this moment, in sharp contrast to the harsh environment of lightning and thunder outside the inn, is the pharmaceutical room where Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi are located.

The thick stone wall of the underground secret room blocked the thunder, lightning, wind and rain outside, and also blocked the wanton whistling wind.

In this too quiet space.

Only the breathing of Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi's sudden kiss made Fu Zhenhong's pupils slightly dilate, and the soft touch on his lips reminded him that it was warmth from another person.

Wu Zhi lowered his eyes and stared at Fu Zhenhong's face. The next second, he opened his arms, and his strong arms tightly wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist, pulling Fu Zhenhong closer to him, making the two The distance between people becomes shorter.

And his kiss, from the beginning where the lips touched each other lightly, now penetrated into the crevice of Fu Zhenhong's lips.

At this moment, it was obvious that Fu Zhenhong was the one who was affected by the mixture of toxin and smoke, but Wu Zhi breathed slightly short of breath because of the fragrance caught between his lips and teeth.

His hand around Fu Zhenhong's waist was changed to a palm spread, and it was placed on Fu Zhenhong's back.The other hand was raised, and with the pulp of a finger, he stroked Fu Zhen's reddened eyes.

At this time, Fu Zhenhong also stretched out his hand, but instead of responding to Wu Zhi's hug, he came to the silver mask on Wu Zhi's face.

He rubbed the cold mask with his fingertips, then moved slightly to the place where the mask was removed.

Wu Zhi ended the brief kiss, grabbed Fu Zhenhong's wrist, and stopped Fu Zhenhong from moving.

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips lightly, but did not speak.

Wu Zhi also remained silent.

However, just when Fu Zhenhong thought that Wu Zhi would not take off the mask, the other party extinguished the surrounding lights, and then took off the mask on his face in a dark environment.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zhi, who took off the silver mask, approached Fu Zhenhong again.

He held Fu Zhenhong in his arms. At this moment, his body temperature was as high as Fu Zhenhong's.

It was obvious that the kiss just now had aroused the longing in his heart.

It made his own enthusiasm gradually emerge.

In the dark environment, after the line of sight was blocked, Fu Zhenhong couldn't see Wu Zhi's face, and Wu Zhi couldn't see the expression on Fu Zhenhong's face at the moment.

But it is also because the line of sight is obstructed.

The other senses became more acute.

Wu Zhi leaned slightly again, put his lips next to Fu Zhenhong's ear, and said slowly: "It's agreed, we're going to Bianjing."

Wu Zhi's voice was hoarse and deep, and he spoke next to Fu Zhenhong's ear, his breathing was hot, and there was a kind of magnetism in his low voice that made the ears itch.

Seeing that Wu Zhi said so, Fu Zhenhong didn't hold on to this matter.

He stretched out his arms around Wu Zhi's neck, kissed Wu Zhi's eyebrows and bridge of nose with his soft lips, then slowly moved down, and continued to kiss the corners of his lips.

Finally, as he often did before, he kissed Wu Zhi's sharp and defined chin.

In Fu Zhenhong's delicate kiss, Wu Zhi's body temperature became hotter and hotter.It was as if a feather fluttered gently at the tip of his heart, making his heart tremble and his throat thirsty.

Wu Zhi's breathing became heavier, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he couldn't stand the sweet torture Fu Zhenhong made him, he held Fu Zhenhong's cheeks with both hands, kissed Fu Zhenhong deeply, Hong picked it up in the air and lightly placed it on the table.

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The wooden tabletop is not particularly strong, but fortunately Fu Zhenhong's body weight is almost all on Wu Zhi's body.

Wu Zhi panted, supported Fu Zhenhong, and kissed Fu Zhenhong's earlobe, while Fu Zhenhong rested her head on Wu Zhi's shoulder, feeling Wu Zhi's shoulder undulating slightly as she moved.

Minutes move and time passes.

After Fu Zhenhong's influence was lifted, the candles in the pharmacy lit up again.Fu Zhenhong sat on a wooden stool made of mahogany, propped her temple with one hand, and looked lazily at Wu Zhi who was preparing the antidote.

At this time, the thin red at the end of Fu Zhenhong's eyes had completely dissipated, but there was still a charming temptation flowing between his brows.

He was lazy, obviously in a state of indifference, but there was a glow of burning youth that spread out.

And Wu Zhi.

The warm yellow halo shone on Wu Zhi's body, casting a layer of honey-colored luster on him.He had put on the silver mask again on his face, only showing the lower half of Fu Zhenhong's familiar face.

On his neck, there was a red marks and tooth marks, which were left by Fu Zhenhong when Wu Zhi moved the most.

At this moment, the heart is making an antidote, and Wu Zhi is extremely serious.

He lowered his eyes and fixed them intently. The thick, black eyelashes added a black shadow to his pupils, making his eyes look extraordinarily deep.

This was the first time Fu Zhenhong saw Wu Zhi Pharmaceutical.

Although he knew Wu Zhi was good at this before.

But never saw it with my own eyes.

Fu Zhenhong knew that Wu Zhi was reborn.

Also know that Wu Zhi is very talented in this area.

But Fu Zhenhong is also very clear that no matter how talented she is, it is impossible for Wu Zhi to master such a skilled skill in just over a month.

Whether it is those silver needles or the current pharmaceuticals.

Obviously, before Wu Zhi was reborn, he should have some chance.And those opportunities created Wu Zhi today.

Thinking of Yinzhen, Fu Zhenhong thought of the night in the ruined temple in Qinghe County.What Wu Zhi did to him that night, he said he would pay back everything.

The matter of paying homage will wait until they arrive in Bianjing.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Wu Zhi, who was not far away, naturally did not ignore Fu Zhenhong's gaze.After all, Fu Zhenhong's eyes were watching, and few people could truly turn a blind eye.

Wu Zhi didn't know what the other party was thinking at the moment, but if he could roughly guess it, it must have something to do with him.

Wu Zhi guessed in his heart, so he asked directly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhenhong replied, "Nothing."

Wu Zhi said: "It will be done in a few minutes."

Fu Zhenhong replied, "Yes."

After this short conversation, Wu Zhi also focused all his attention on the work in hand.

A few minutes later, as Wu Zhi said, he concocted the antidote.

Wu Zhi first fed the antidote to Xi Jianlin who was knocked out and passed out.Xijian Lin, who had the antidote in his stomach, the purple-black glow in his palm began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After Xi Jianlin slowly opened his eyes, Wu Zhi, who had confirmed that the antidote was all right, handed the antidote to Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong took the antidote, and the purple-black spots on her palms quickly dissipated.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at his palm, and after thinking of something, he asked Wu Zhi: "You have touched my hand, but it was not affected. Could it be because you used medicine to improve your physique?"

Wu Zhi nodded: "General toxins won't affect me."

As soon as Wu Zhi finished speaking, Xi Jianlin walked over to Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi while rubbing his swollen temples: "So after I was knocked out, what happened here?"

When talking about the word "stunning", Xi Jianlin took a special look at Fu Zhenhong, with a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Wu Zhi said in a cold tone: "You don't need to know what happened again, you just need to know that the troubles are solved."

Xi Jianlin was about to refute, but when his eyes touched a hickey on Fu Zhenhong's neck, he paused suddenly.He immediately turned his head to look at Wu Zhi, and after finding the same ambiguous marks on Wu Zhi's neck, his eyes darkened slightly.

Xi Jianlin thought of the heat generated by the smoke between herself and Pan Jinlian before she was knocked out by Pan Jinlian, and soon understood what was going on.

His brows were slightly frowned, his lips were tightly closed, and he suppressed the sourness and irritability in his heart.Pretending not to know anything, he took the antidote from Wu Zhi, turned around and went to feed the little girl who was still in a coma.

Although he has been following Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi along the way.

But Xi Jianlin is actually very clear that he is not qualified to take care of Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi's affairs.

Even if he is Ximen Qing, he is not qualified to step in between Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi.

He has no position, let alone any reason.

Wu Zhi glanced at Xijian Lin's back and snorted lightly.

Fu Zhenhong looked at Wu Zhi.

The curvature of Wu Zhi's lips instantly returned to normal.

Not long after, Fu Zhenhong found the switch of the underground secret room, and after opening the stone wall door, he picked up the little girl.

Wu Zhi, on the other hand, supported the parents of the little girl who was awake under the influence of the drug but still lacked strength.

As for Xi Jianlin, he took the innkeeper with him with a look of disgust.

At the end of the incident, the little girl came to her senses, and her parents were safe and well.This family of three is undoubtedly relatively lucky, because they happened to meet Fu Zhenhong and the others, but the innocent victims who were persecuted by this black shop were not so lucky to be rescued.

Fu Zhenhong dragged the dying innkeeper to the little girl's family of three.Obviously, they intend to hand over people to them.

As for the rest of the innkeeper's subordinates, they were all dealt with by Wu Zhi.

The method used is to die gradually in the torment of pain, just like the gangsters they learned on the road.

Fu Zhenhong handed a dagger to the little girl, and said to the little girl: "I leave it to you, do what you want to do most." Convincing magic.

The little girl took the dagger, looked down, and then clenched it tightly.

If the hatred in her heart is not vented, it will definitely become her nightmare and shadow for the rest of her life.

They have good intentions, but they cannot be kind to evil spirits.

In the end, the little girl stabbed the innkeeper's throat with the dagger, and ended the evil spirit with her own hands.

Fu Zhenhong stepped forward, knelt down, and gently wiped the blood off the little girl's face with a handkerchief. Finally, she hugged the little girl's trembling body because of the murder.

Fu Zhenhong whispered in her ear: "It's okay." With three short words, Fu Zhenhong's voice was clear and gentle.

When the little girl heard this, it was as if a switch in her body had been turned on. Suddenly, she hugged Fu Zhenhong tightly and cried.

Fu Zhenhong caressed the little girl's back: "It's all over."

Yes, it's all over.

Under Xi Jianlin's orders, Xi Jianlin's subordinates disposed of all the corpses. After the storm that lasted for nearly two days passed, the sky became clear.

Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi continued on their way.

Xi Jianlin was still following Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi.

However, compared with the beginning, after experiencing the incident at the inn, the Xijian Forest along the way was obviously much quieter, as if thinking about something.

Wu Zhi is naturally happy to see this.

Because of the memory of the previous life, Wu Zhi regarded Xijian Lin as Ximen Qing was not pleasing to the eye.If it hadn't been confirmed that this Ximen Qing was different from the Ximen Qing in his previous life memory, Wu Zhi would have done it long ago.

Ximen Qing would never be allowed to dance in front of him and Pan Jinlian.

After walking for another half an hour, we arrived at Yanggu County.

This Ximen Qing had no reason to continue following them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wu Zhi's lips raised slightly, forming a slight arc.