Shen Qingmian nodded lightly and lay down, but he clutched one of his fingers tightly and refused to let go.

Ling Che hooked his lips shallowly, this person ...... It's really the same as a child.

Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp pain suddenly erupted in his chest, as if he had been pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, and the pain was extreme.

He clutched his chest tightly, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, his eyes drooped slightly, but he realized that there was not just something in his arms that was emitting a blood-red light, and he hurriedly reached out and took it out.

It turned out to be the spar that Lin Qinghan gave him before, and it was actually emitting red light at the moment, and a red line could be faintly seen extending outward, he endured the pain and got up and opened the window, and looked at the blood moon along the red line.

He looked stunned.

What's going on here? Why is there a blood-red moon? Could it be because of this hedrome?

"Hmm~!"

The sharp pain in his chest became more and more serious, and even if he had mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to suppress it, it had little effect.

Shen Qingmian saw that something was wrong with him, so he hurriedly got up and pulled him, looking worried: "You... What happened to you? What's uncomfortable? ”

Ling Che heard the voice and subconsciously turned his head.

Shen Qingmian's pupils shrank, and he was so frightened that he wanted to retreat, but because he was worried about him, he forcibly controlled it, looking at his demonic blood-red pupils, and the black pattern looming in the center of his eyebrows, his face was full of worry: "You, your eyes have turned red... And on the forehead, there are strange patterns......"

Ling Che touched his forehead, and before he could react, there was even more pain in his heart than before, and the intense pain made him can't help but bend down, and the whole person curled up there, a smear of black and red blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Shen Qingmian looked at him like this, and didn't know what to do, so he could only carefully hold him and give him spiritual power

But it took a long time to exert effort, but I couldn't lose any spiritual power at all.

At this moment, there was a sound of rustling

Hearing a small voice behind him, he hurriedly turned his head, this look was really amazing.

A two-person tall branch was standing tall and was about to pull it towards him, but he hurriedly pulled Ling Che up and turned around to dodge.

Before he could stand firmly, a black mist surged around Ling Che, enveloping himself, Shen Qingmian picked up the Qingchen sword placed beside the bed, wanting to split the black mist, but he was afraid of hurting people, seeing that the black mist didn't seem to hurt Ling Che, he pulled out his sword and decided to deal with this pile of branches first.

Qingchen Sword is an ancient divine sword guarded by Xuanwu, sharpening iron like clay, and can punish evil and eliminate demons, ordinary demons can't resist at all, but this branch doesn't know where the monster is, it can block three moves, but after blocking these three moves, it is also a lot weaker

Shen Qingmian was about to take the opportunity to completely slash it, but as soon as he raised his sword, the tree monster seemed to become stronger, and with a flick of his tentacles, he was lifted away.

His back slammed hard against the wall, and he flattened his mouth and looked sideways slightly, but found a beam of red light connecting the dryad to the outside of the window, and the red light seemed to have a steady stream of power to help the dryad become stronger.

Realizing this, he closed the window with a wave of his sleeve, and the tip of his sword was slightly raised, and he went straight to the door of the tree monster.

Without the help of the red light, the tree monster was no match for him, and he was defeated in just a few moves.

Shen Qingmian threw out the demon rope, tied it firmly, and then pinched a trick and threw it over, turning the tree monster into a talisman seal and burning it to ashes.

After finishing the incident, he was worried, and he couldn't care about the injury on his back, so he hurriedly turned around to help Ling Che.

The black mist around Ling Che had dissipated at some point, and at this moment, the whole person was unconscious, falling to the side softly.

Shen Qingmian struggled to help him up, moved him to the bed, patted him and called softly, "Ling Che, Ling Che." ”

Ling Che woke up in a daze and looked at him for two seconds: "How... What's going on? ”