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Ao Dingbo stopped walking towards the door: "...what did you say?"

Tong Ling raised her face, and her long silver hair fell from her shoulders: "I said, I want Zhang Ningyue's life, can't I?"

Ao Dingbo glanced at his elder brother in a daze, then turned around and stepped back in front of the boy: "What do you mean?"

Tong Ling was unusually calm: "The southern border is vast and the terrain is rugged and complicated. If you advance rashly, even if you call in an army of [-], you may not be able to find her hiding place."

"The miasma in the deep mountains permeates the swamps, and Zhang Ningyue is good at using witchcraft and poison... If there is no one to guide the way, Nanjiang will be a monster that eats people and does not spit bones."

Ao Dingbo only thought his words were sensational, so he stretched out his hand to ruffle the white hair on Tong Ling's forehead, and said with a smile, "Why must I agree to this deal with you?"

He hooked up the spirit-binding chains attached to the boy's limbs, and Ao Dingbo shook the bloody chains: "Do you know what this is?"

Tong Ling didn't expect the other party to react like this, her hands hidden under her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and she remained silent.

"The spirit-binding lock is not just used to imprison monsters and spirits." The smile on Ao Dingbo's face faded: "As long as I want to, there are countless punishments that make you willing to speak."

With the voice, the binding spirit locks that had been wrapped around Tong Ling's joints gradually became hot. Unlike the previous few times, the chains this time not only became tighter and tighter, but also kept burning while imprinting deep marks. Constantly extracting the little demon power left in the young man's body.

The feeling that the tendons and veins are being attacked by the scalding heat is really uncomfortable, Tong Ling couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and for a while, he felt that even the bones and blood were about to be pulled out of the body by the binding lock.

In a trance, the deer monster barely opened his eyes, and the dizziness was so strong that he couldn't even see Ao Dingbo who was close at hand.

After suffering for a long time, the boy's cheeks were flushed sickly, and large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead and fell into the haystack.After suffocating several times, he finally couldn't help shouting: "Only my demon power can open the barrier of Lihuozhiyuan!"

Sensitively grasping the strange place name in Tong Ling's mouth, Ao Dingbo immediately withdrew the blazing spiritual power on the Binding Lock.

Looking back at Ao Zhan, Ao Dingbo squatted down/body, stretched out his hand to pinch Tong Ling's chin, took out a dark brown pill from his bosom, opened his teeth and forced the medicine down.

The pill melted in the mouth and turned into a stream of cold aura, which quickly dispelled all the burning sensation in the deer demon's body that was originally wandering between the limbs and bones.

Tong Ling's chest heaved a few times, his hands rested on the dried grass leaves by his side, he panted heavily and raised his sleeves to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead: "Lihuozhiyuan is located in the hinterland of southern Xinjiang, and there is a barrier barrier that Xuanlan personally blessed .”

"The barrier relies on formations to absorb the aura of the entire territory, which is a hundred times stronger than the Nine Absolute Pagoda Formation in Luliao Mountain."

When mentioning the Nine Absolute Pagoda Formation, Ao Zhan and Ao Dingbo both became unhappy.

Recalling the battle with the white phoenix that gathered the spiritual power of that formation, Ao Zhan tapped his fingertips a few times on the crook of his arm rhythmically,

The heavens and the earth are vast, and the vast mountains and rivers already contain countless rich auras, which can be easily absorbed and used by the formation.

Just a mountain top can gather that kind of energy, if coupled with the vast land and dense forests in the southern border, the spiritual power is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

What's more, Xuanlan is proficient in the method of setting up formations, and his work is meticulous and watertight. In addition, the issue of the "Oracle" is still pending. Ao Zhan is not sure whether there are other forces buried deeper behind the opponent.

Now that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, if it really does what the deer monster said and wanted to attack, it is very likely that they will be killed by those two people working together.

Naturally, Ao Dingbo also had the same concerns.

He manipulated the spirit-binding lock to loosen it a little bit so that Tong Ling could move his injured wrist a little bit, then he leaned forward and asked, "Is 'Lihuo Zhiyuan' the hiding place of the bald donkey and the demon girl? "

Seeing that the other party finally showed signs of letting go, Tong Ling coughed a few times and nodded: "Yes."

"There are continuous mountains in the southern border, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of mountains. The abyss of fire is hidden in the deepest part, surrounded by huge rift valleys."

"Half a year ago, Xuan Lan took me into the Abyss of Lihuo for the first time." The boy's eyes darkened slightly, and he bit his lower lip until it turned white: "That was also the first time I saw Zhang Ningyue."

Ao Zhan took a step forward and asked in a low voice: "Half a year ago?" At this time, it was only three months before the poisonous miasma broke out in Ye City, if Zhang Ningyue colluded with Xuanlan half a year ago, it would be reasonable.

Tong Ling was already seriously injured, and after a lot of tossing, her face turned blue. She felt the unfinished meaning in the man's words, and quickly frowned and responded: "This is just the day he took me in. If you want to ask that woman Exactly when did I meet Xuan Lan... I don't know."

Ao Dingbo gave Tong Ling another light-colored pill: "Continue."

Probably because the nourishing effect of the pill had worked, the young man's cheeks finally recovered a little bit of blood.

Rubbing back a few inches defensively, Tong Ling tried to stay away from Ao Dingbo: "There are rifts in all directions in the Abyss of Lihuo, and the real abyss is at the bottom of the rifts, and the ravines are filled with miasma and poisonous mist. A little bit of it will be corrupted into a bone."

"Not only that, if outsiders want to pass through the barrier of the Abyss of Fire, they must be guided by Xuanlan's spiritual energy." The deer demon paused at this point, and his expression became significantly more gloomy: "Dian Cang Yin can make you feel better." The demonic beast is connected to the master's energy veins... That's why I said, only my demonic power can enter and leave the abyss of fire."

Noticing Tong Ling's evasive movement, Ao Dingbo's eyes revealed a playful look.

Probably born with a restless temperament, the young man pretended not to notice, and deliberately leaned towards the young man: "Since the bald donkey dared to leave you alone, it must have counted, you know There is no threat to them, and even telling the whole story won't help."

Ao Dingbo's red eyes stared at Tong Ling steadfastly, and easily grabbed the young man's thin shoulders, preventing him from moving a bit: "If this is a bitter trick set up by you both inside and outside, you want to marry me Eldest brother leads Naluo Shizi into the abyss of fire and wipes them all out..."

"Blood contract." Before Ao Dingbo could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Tong Ling.

At this time, the young man's finger bones were whitened by his own force, and he said firmly: "I voluntarily conclude a blood contract with you. If what I just said is false, the sky will be struck by lightning in a few days, and I will die. Super born."

As a monster clan, it is impossible for Ao Dingbo not to know what the blood contract is - it is a contract handed down by ancient monsters to restrain the conspiring parties. The soul is the matchmaker, and the blood contract can only be dissolved after both of them have completed what the other party asked for when making the contract.

Those who break the contract will not end up much better than the thunderbolt.

"I only want Zhang Ningyue's life." Tong Ling's thin lips opened and closed, and the words she spit out became more and more cold: "Even if you want to kill Xuan Lan together."

"No," the young man closed his eyes half-closed, and the corners of his lips curled into a strange arc, and he said slowly, "It should be...it would be better to kill the monk first."

*****

Ao Zhan stepped across the threshold, turned around and tightened the carved wooden door of the bedroom.

The red candle placed on the table has been burned out more than half, the candle tears fell and piled up on the candlestick and re-solidified, the wick was burnt black, and the flickering light of a bean was faint, dancing and leaving a swaying black shadow on the wall .

The young man sitting in the middle of the bed was half-wrapped in a brocade quilt. When he heard the sound from the door, he raised his head and looked quietly at Ao Zhan who was standing not far away.

The long black hair was scattered on the back, Zhang Qinglan saw that he was motionless, and called out "Ao Zhan".

The man looked at the past by the candlelight, did not stay for too long, and quickly walked towards him.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Ao Zhan raised his hand to brush away the young man's hair scattered on his sideburns, and pinned it behind his ear: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Zhang Qinglan nodded in response, straightened up on a half-kneeling position, and gently threw herself into Ao Zhan's arms: "I'm waiting for you." When he spoke, the ending sound seemed to have a small hook, which caught the man's heart. trembling.

Ao Zhan pulled up the quilt in the posture of the two embracing each other, wrapped Zhang Qinglan tightly, lowered his head and kissed the corner of the other's lips lightly: "You are not stable now, you need to have a good rest."

"It's okay," the young man pressed his face to Ao Zhan's chest, rubbed his face lightly a few times and said, "Where did you go just now? I didn't see you when I woke up."

Only then did Ao Zhan tell about Tong Ling's capture and what he had seen and heard in the firewood room.

"The deer demon said that this thing is harmless to people, but when he gets close to Zhang Ningyue, the other party may notice it." Ao Zhan grasped Zhang Qinglan's slender wrist, frowned, and pinched the silver bracelet with strange patterns: "Do you feel how?"

Zhang Qinglan straightened up, shook the bracelet hanging on her arm, felt the cool temperature of Ao Zhan's dry palm, and quickly comforted: "There is really no bad feeling, it seems to be no different from ordinary bracelets."

"Witchcraft is mysterious and treacherous, so don't act rashly," Ao Zhan nodded slightly, interlocking fingers with him: "But it's best to take it off as soon as possible, just in case."

Zhang Qinglan leaned forward and kissed Ao Zhan's lower lip, and said vaguely, "Okay."

The two exchanged a kiss, and when they parted, a silver thread stuck to the corner of the young man's lips, which was extremely ambiguous.

Ao Zhan put one hand on the back of his neck, his eyes were deep, he pondered for a moment and asked: "If I kill Zhang Ningyue with my own hands, will you hate me?"

The moment the voice fell, the man felt his body stiffen in his arms.

Zhang Qinglan hadn't recovered from the kiss just now, panting lightly with a dazed expression, but subconsciously tightened the fingertips holding Ao Zhan's arm, and her face turned pale for a moment.

But it was enough for Ao Zhan to understand: "I know."

He stretched out his hand to widen the distance between the two, his face became cold, and he supported Zhang Qinglan's shoulder and put him back on the bed: "Go to sleep first."

"After seven days, when the sea clan's army is assembled, they will head towards the abyss of fire."