The underworld, the palace of forgiveness, the bedroom of Yun Hongluo.

On the bed, the silver-white clothes, scarlet bloodstains, one red and one white are particularly eye-catching, and the handsome face oozing thin beads of sweat is like a pear blossom in the rain. The head swayed uneasily, and the mouth kept muttering, "Enron, Qiqi, Enron, Qiqi......"

Next to the bed, his eyes were resolute, his skin was dark, and the man in a green shirt calmly changed his underwear for Yun Hongluo, the red pill was put into his mouth, and the red spiritual power in his palm continued to replenish his blood and qi, and every move exuded a calm and casual temperament from the inside out.

After a moment, he was gently covered with a quilt, and a towel was thrown into a copper basin to soak it, wringing out and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The man wearing black light armor and a black mask on his face didn't dare to take a breath, and after watching Yun Hongluo fall asleep steadily, he took off the mask on his face and said softly: "Lan Ying, big brother is okay." ”

"It's fine, it's just a lot of blood loss." Lan Ying said leisurely, her hands still slightly handling the blood stains on Yun Hongluo's body.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." Yun Moliu patted his chest, "I've been with my eldest brother for so long, it's the first time I've seen him injured like this, I almost didn't die of fright, and the eldest brother himself still looks sad about to ascend to heaven." ”

"He's badly wounded, but there's something that protects him."

Before dawn came, under the heavy curtains, except for the faint glow of the power switch, the room was pitch black.

A flash of light dimmed, and the camera on the bedside table suddenly floated and then disappeared.

With a slight muffled grunt, the spiritual power bamboo leaf cut through the air and plunged straight into the wall, and on the track, a stranger dressed in a night suit revealed his true body.

Qiqi, who was lying on his side with his back to the bedside table, got up leisurely and pulled down the dodu lying tightly on his neck, and did not rush to see the intruder, as if he had guessed what he looked like under the black veil.

"How does Tickle Powder feel?" The silence was shattered by a cold, mocking voice.

A magic circle was brought directly to Qiqi, and the sharp white light was particularly bright in the darkness.

She spun to her feet, her palms converging and sending forward, the sharp circle shattering in midair.

The man in black still wanted to start, but his eyebrows suddenly trembled, and the pain of his heart struck, and he was powerless to resist, and he was slapped by Qiqi alive.

The sound of the spiritual veins bursting, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Why do you have a sherb?" Inarticulate inquiry.

The man in black endured the pain of the avalanche of broken spiritual veins on the one hand, and on the other hand, his left hand was desperately scratching his right palm, and that kind of crazy and rude action had a tendency to want to cut off his hand.

"In unison." Qiqi slowly walked up to the man in black, greeted him coldly, and smiled faintly, "You dug such a big pit and wanted to bury us alive, and now you didn't succeed, will you be disappointed?" Since you are the one who invited us to enter the game, you should personally taste the taste of the elixir being bound and the spiritual veins being abolished. ”

The man in black opened his eyes wide, slightly stunned, he really didn't expect that his identity had been exposed, and there was no need to hide it, he gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort all over his body, "You poisoned the noodles you soaked me." ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent was permeated, "Could it be that you are a person in the organization." ”

Qiqi played with the cyan porcelain bottle in his hand, his eyes were full of light, and he smiled, "You said it?" ”

Qi Sheng's cheeks were sore and painful due to the double pain, the root of the tooth was too hard and painful, and the flesh and blood of the itchy right palm were scratched, and now he was unconscious, I don't know if it was numbness or the effect of the medicine had expired.