Two candles lit up the cave.

The candlelight flickered in uneasiness.

Ling Xiao's face was different from ordinary people, and half of it was overshadowed.

His whole body burned like a furnace.

Qiao Song just wiped his body with cold water.

However, this method of cooling down is not of any use.

Ling Xiao's body was still so hot.

Qiao Song wanted to feed him some water.

He was holding the tea bowl, and before he got to the bedside, he heard An Shiqing say:

"Don't touch the talisman on him. ”

Qiao Song vaguely sensed that the few talismans that An Shiqing had pasted on Ling Xiao's body had a suppressive effect.

But he didn't understand what An Shiqing wanted to suppress!

Lying there, but her cousin!

Qiao Song couldn't help but ask, "County Lord, what's wrong with Young Master Ling?"

"There are some things I can't tell you. ”

An Shiqing didn't even bother to make up lies.

Although she didn't solve the doubts in Qiao Song's heart, her words were much warmer than the four words "no comment".

Seeing that Ling Xiao was sweating again, Qiao Song hurriedly took a sweat towel and dipped it in cold water to wipe it off for him.

As soon as the sweat towel in his hand touched Ling Xiao's face, he saw Ling Xiao suddenly open his eyes.

Qiao Song was pleasantly surprised:

"Ling Gongzi, you finally woke up!

Ling Xiao was unmoved.

The talisman paper on his forehead blocked most of the gleam in his eyes, and also left the shadow in it.

The corners of Ling Xiao's lips slowly moved, raising two strange arcs.

He was laughing.

There was a sad smile on either side of his lips.

However, his smile did not reach his eyes in the slightest.

"Hmph-hahahahahaha-"

Ling Xiao opened his mouth, but burst into a burst of terrifying laughter.

Qiao Song was so frightened that he couldn't help but step back.

The person lying on the bed is Ling Xiao, but he doesn't look like Ling Xiao!

The real Ling Xiao is a quiet teenager, even if he occasionally shows a smile, he still smiles quietly.

It is by no means like now, smiling so openly and arrogantly, as if nothing in the world can help him!

And he was trapped on the bed by An Shiqing's several talismans.

After the laughter fell, Ling Xiao on the bed spoke:

"Long time no see, little girl!"

The voice was rough and oily, brutal and rude, not at all like Ling Xiao's usual appearance.

Qiao Song was surprised.

With an incredulous look, he looked at the man on the bed who was restrained by the rune paper.

The man... It really doesn't seem to be the Ling Xiao he knows!

An Shiqing walked to the side of the bed and looked at the person on the bed indifferently.

"Long time no see. ”

Qiao Song hid on her, more timid and nervous than usual.

"County Lord, who is he?"

An Shiqing looked at the person on the bed and said a name: "Ling Ling." ”

The face of the man on the bed quickly crawled with anger, and he struggled but could not break free from the suppression of the rune paper.

"You know, I don't have that name!"

He was full of anger and deep hatred, as if he wanted to overturn everything around him.

An Shiqing's face was expressionless, but he stared at him with a condescending attitude, and mocked like an ant:

"If I hadn't treated you as a person, you wouldn't even have a name. ”

[Ling Ling] was enraged again, and his facial features gradually distorted in strong negative emotions.

He struggled again. The struggle is getting more and more intense.

The knees were almost bent, as if they were weighed down by a greater force.

All his struggles were in vain.

An Shiqing advised him: "Don't waste your efforts. ”

If her suppression charm can be easily broken free, she will not be mixed in this world.

"Hahaha-" [Ling Ling] stopped struggling and laughed wildly again. If his strength is wasted on his body, he will use it on his mouth. Although he lost all his mobility because of these talismans on his body, at least his mouth was not sealed. He still has some fighting power. "Foolish! Why aren't you! Your life was stolen from you!"

An Shiqing responded to his ridicule: "That's not quite the same. My life was saved. At least someone wants me alive. What about you? Your crippled soul was your desperate escape with your tail between your legs, and you forced your way into this child's body. Since you have chosen to be reluctant, why don't you steal peace and have a sense of existence. ”

[Ling Ling] obviously didn't have the demeanor of An Shiqing, and after a few words, he played with his temperament again, shouting: "You let go of me!

"Let you go out and kill all sides. An Shiqing looked at him coldly, "With the help of other people's shells, you have a chance to breathe, so you can't recognize yourself clearly." Do you still have the capital to make a comeback? ”

[Ling Ling] laughed angrily, laughing arrogantly and confidently.

"I am immortal! As long as my tassel gun is still there, no matter how many times, I can make a comeback!" [Ling Ling] gradually calmed down, "Little girl, didn't you hear, it is calling me." It's here. It's here. Little woman, you are now in this wrecked body, you can't even use your own sword, what else can you use against it. Huh?"

An Shiqing quietly accepted his ridicule.

"Hmph-ha-"

Ling Ling laughed out loud again.

"The destiny of the Repentant Master has arrived. ”

As soon as An Shiqing's words came out, [Ling Ling]'s creepy laughter came to an abrupt end.

An Shiqing continued: "He will open the [Gate of Illusion] and reproduce the chaos of the year. At that time, the children of the major sects can enter the [Void Realm] through the [Void Gate]. Those who succeed in quelling chaos and can get out of the [Realm of Illusion] can be inherited for a lifetime. Don't you want to see it?"

[Ling Ling] fell silent.

After a long time, he scolded angrily: "That shrunken turtle!"

An Shiqing: "In the [Realm of Illusion], you may be able to see a different result. However, if the children in the predicament of Xiaojun Mountain are gone, you will not even have the opportunity to go to Fohai. ”

[Ling Ling] roared as hard as he could: "I'm going to Fohai to kill that shrunken turtle!"

When he calmed down a little, An Shiqing stepped forward.

She raised her hand and pressed the suppression talisman on [Ling Ling]'s forehead, hesitated for a moment, and uncovered the talisman paper.

Without the suppression of the rune paper, [Ling Ling]'s forehead suddenly swelled and several black veins protruded, quickly spreading to the sides.

That's the magic pattern!

After realizing this, Qiao Songse cowered and dodged backwards.

On the bed, [Ling Ling] broke free, jumped up, summoned the [Frost Sword] to his hand in a flash of lightning, and pressed the cold sword blade against An Shiqing's neck.

[Ling Ling] sneered: "Kill you, and I can sit back and relax!"

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a splitting headache.

With a painful look on his face, he pressed his forehead and relaxed the threat to An Shiqing.

An Shiqing stood under his sword, unmoved, and did not show any fear.

She reminded [Ling Ling]: "Your time is running out. ”

[Ling Ling] held the [Frost Sword] in one hand and his forehead in the other.

An Shiqing picked up the sweat towel in the corner of the bed and threw it to him.

"Tie this on. ”

[Ling Ling] caught the sweat towel, and then tied the sweat towel tightly around the head, tying the magic pattern under the sweat towel.

"Little girl, don't die! I'll take your life sooner or later!" Leaving these two sentences, [Ling Ling] flickered and disappeared into the cave.