Below the abyss, you can still hear the howling wind above, and just listening to it, you can imagine the traces of the wind blade blowing on the cliff.

Lang Qianxing looked at the whirlpool above his head, the gully could not see the end at a glance, and no one knew where it would lead from before and after.

Obviously, he and Qin Lang were trapped in this abyss.

Lang Qianxing is not afraid that he and Qin Lang will be trapped here forever. He is only afraid that there are unknown dangers below. After all, the secret realm has never been just endless treasures, and his master is still a little weak.

Lang Qianxing returned to the cave, and the man lying on the flat boulder slept peacefully, but his face was still frighteningly white.

Lang Qianxing felt very distressed, he sat beside Qin Lang, gently brushed the hair from his ear, and left a very light kiss on the pale cheek, "It's all my fault... I will change soon. Strong, it won't hurt you again."

Although Lang Qianxing's movements were very small and his voice was almost inaudible, Qin Lang still woke up.

As soon as he woke up, his brows were furiously wrinkled together. The skin and trauma on his body were still trivial. The fireflies had been attached to the blood of the wound for so long, and of course his soul body was seriously damaged. The system's pain shielding, Qin Lang did not block 100%, but chose 70%. But his soul body is intact, and the expression on his face is actually entirely due to the wounds that have been scratched by the wind. Even with 70% of the shielding, it still hurts so much, I can't imagine if he didn't shield it, he would be in pain to the point of tears.

"Master..." Lang Qianxing's heart was tangled together, he knew that he couldn't help Master to relieve the pain. The wind was so powerful, he could imagine how painful it was for his soul to be injured.

He lifted Qin Lang up a little, leaned in his arms, took out the spiritual spring water that he had stored before, and the cold porcelain filled with the water lightly touched Qin Lang's chapped lips. Qin Lang took Lang Qianxing's hand, took a few sips slowly, and then said, "It's okay."

Lang Qianxing put down the bowl, put his arms around Qin Lang's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Liar."

Qin Lang was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, patted Lang Qianxing on the back of his hand a little jerky, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you can recover to five or six floors in ten days."

Lang Qianxing nodded, put down Qin Lang carefully, covered Qin Lang with a robe, and watched him close his eyes and fall asleep again.

Under Qin Lang, Lang Qianxing drew a small formation, using his fire spirit root to give Qin Lang the temperature he needed to absorb. At this stage, Qin Lang's recovery is mainly about his body. If he loses too much blood, he will get chills. After that, he will have a high fever and become confused. If coupled with the damage to his soul, he may go into trouble if he is not careful.

Fortunately, Qin Lang brought all the medicinal pills with him. When the blood supplement pill started to take effect, he rested for two days and his body recovered almost. Then use the medicinal pill to repair the soul body, and with Qin Lang's background, it will take a long time to recover.

Ten days later, Qin Lang was much better than Lang Qianxing had expected. His face was still white, but not morbidly white. Lang Qianxing finally felt relieved and began to discuss the issue with Qin Lang.

Standing at the bottom of the abyss, Qin Lang looked at the hurricane above his head and the extremely deep stone walls around him, and said calmly, "I'm afraid the two of us won't be able to go out in a short time."

Lang Qianxing's eyes were covered with joy for a while, and he asked with a little worry: "Master, what if you can't go back all the time?"

Qin Lang understood what Lang Qianxing meant almost instantly, he looked at Lang Qianxing and then at the wind above, but did not answer him.

Lang Qianxing's heart sank. Could it be that Master doesn't want to stay with him forever? That's right, he doesn't seem to care about anything, but his heart is actually soft. After all, Tianyun Sect is where he has lived for thousands of years. He also has brothers and sisters. As for that Yunhua...

Lang Qianxing pursed his lips. When they first came down, when Qin Lang woke up, did he say that the person who brought him into the vortex was Yunhua?

But Qin Lang has not asked him yet.

There are days and nights in the secret realm, but the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen, and the sky is empty. Now the sky is dark and sinking, and the bottom of the abyss is even darker. Looking up from below, it is empty. The airflow driven by the wind in the vortex cannot be seen. If the wind is not there, people will mistake it for it. does not exist.

The cave that Lang Qianxing found looks like a natural cave, very spacious. The beads that Lang Qianxing placed in the cave emits a bright white light, and the light is soft and not dazzling.

He looked at the light and blinked, not knowing what to say. In fact, he is still not confident enough in himself. Will Qin Lang believe that the senior brother he has known for nearly a thousand years has always been a person with a friendly mask and a bad heart because of his one-sided words?

Would Qin Lang feel that he was arranging his senior brother, and then had a quarrel with him?

Lang Qianxing sighed secretly, this feeling of worrying about gains and losses is really...

"What? Have something to say?" Lang Qianxing was hesitant to say anything, but Qin Lang saw it early, opened his eyes, and turned his head slightly towards Lang Qianxing.

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang's eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by the movement outside the cave.

The ground was trembling, and under the soft white light of the light beads, the sand and stones on the ground could be clearly seen rolling due to the movements of the objects outside.

Qin Lang and Lang Qianxing looked at each other, turned over and got off the boulder, drew their swords, and stared at the entrance of the cave. There was almost no sound in all their movements.

Judging from the movement outside, it should be a relatively large spirit beast, and it just so happens that there is such a spacious cave here, maybe they are occupying someone else's nest. The spirit beast may have gone out for food before, but now it is back.

With the light in the cave, both of them could see clearly the spirit beast that entered the cave entrance - it looked like a cat, with a pair of emerald eyes, soft fluffy white hair, and a long tail dangling behind them.

Qin Lang felt a little itchy in his hand.

Originally it was so loud outside, Qin Lang thought it was a big one, but it turned out to be a small one.

Of course, although Qin Lang really wanted to touch it, he also knew that what existed under the abyss could be a harmless little white cat?

The enchantment range set by Lang Qianxing was only the size of a hole, and he hadn't stepped in yet, so he didn't smell the two of them in advance.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw two strangers breaking into my own territory, and it was a matter of minutes to fry my hair.

So, the two of them watched helplessly as the little white cat, which originally only weighed a dozen pounds, suddenly grew into a beast that was close to a thousand pounds. The soft white hair looks much harder, the sharp teeth, the claws on the ground, the original emerald pupils have also become bloodthirsty scarlet, and even a pair of not very big horns appear on the head .

It was fierce, but Qin Lang wanted to laugh inexplicably when he looked at the pair of horns that had obviously not grown up.

The cat-like beast bared its teeth, rubbed its claws, and stared at it. Qin Lang and the two were also preparing with swords, and the scene was about to explode.

"Master..." Lang Qianxing whispered, originally wanting to ask what kind of spirit beast this is.

The beast on the opposite side heard Lang Qianxing's voice, suddenly burst out, and slammed towards Lang Qianxing.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't take it lightly when they saw the cute appearance of this fierce beast, and were always on guard. Lang Qianxing was not attacked by the beast either, and hid sideways.

When he was ready to fight back with his sword, he saw that the beast was no longer planning to attack. Its heavy body circled in place, as if it was playing with its tail, and then it rolled twice on the ground.

Then he got up and looked fixedly at Lang Qianxing. The original scarlet eyes turned back to a clear emerald color. He also called out: "Meow~" The tail kept wagging, afraid that it would be on the stone wall of the cave. It was the sound of a stone wall shattering.

Qin Lang: "..."

Lang Qianxing: "..."

How to see how it looks like a pet is selling cute to its owner.

"Master... What kind of beast is this?" Lang Qianxing looked at the shrunk beast into his arms at a loss, not knowing whether to throw it away or kill it.

Although there are some spirit beasts who are naturally docile and friendly. But this one, based on its appearance just now, also belongs to the beast class. Of course, it can't be ruled out that this is just using a method of confusion, using the shape advantage to let him take off his defenses, and then attack.

"Ayin Beast. A Yin who has a life span of 10,000 years and a thousand years old has the ability to attract souls. Once scratched or bitten, if there is no antidote within seven days, the soul will be pulled into the hands of Ayin Beast, and he will let him Playing around." Qin Lang glanced at Lang Qianxing deeply, "Ayin beast is extremely loyal, whoever becomes its master will be able to control all the souls in Ayin beast's hands."

Such a beast sounds not a good kind. Lang Qianxing had a bad premonition. The strange thing was that even though he heard Qin Lang say how dangerous the little thing in his arms was, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​killing it, and he could even feel something strange. Something was beating little by little in his blood, like a resuscitation.

Sure enough, he heard Qin Lang's next sentence: "But Ayin beast, only exists in the demon world, loyal to the demons of all dynasties, and used by the demons to control their subordinates."

In the original text, the reborn Lang Qianxing relied on a seemingly well-behaved Ayin beast to rise to the top.

The eyes were facing each other, and Qin Lang's cold voice still echoed in the wide cave, no anger or sadness could be heard, and it slowly and quietly disappeared into the air.

The cat-like Ayin beast was still stuck to Lang Qianxing, as if he had found his lost master, rubbed his chest affectionately, and even purred in a very pleasant and comfortable throat.

As if startled by the sound, Lang Qianxing suddenly sobered up, grabbed Ayin Beast, and threw it away. Then he explained to Qin Lang in a panic: "Master, I'm not... I haven't... I've never seen..."

His bewilderment, his panic and worry were all written on his face.

Qin Lang couldn't bear it, and softly seemed to comfort him: "I know."

Lang Qianxing didn't seem to believe it, the two were not too far apart, but he still ran over in two steps, hugged Qin Lang's waist, and acted like a spoiled child like many times: "Master, I'm really not... you don't Don't leave me, don't leave me, okay?"

Qin Lang sighed and stroked Lang Qianxing's back.

"I'm just, I'm just..." Lang Qianxing felt that the little thing rubbed against his leg again, and looked at him pitifully with a pair of green eyes. He closed his eyes, the master trusts him, he can't deceive him, one day, he will know.

"Master, it's just that my blood is a little different from ordinary people, but I'm not a demon, I'm not a meticulous... I'm just your apprentice."

Qin Lang was stunned for a while, as if he didn't expect him to confess so quickly, he was silent for a while, still a very light, similar to comforting "I know".

Lang Qianxing hugged Qin Lang and refused to let go, lest he would be disgusted after speaking out. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Qin Lang really regarded him as an enemy because of the demon blood in him.

But when he heard Qin Lang's "I know", he didn't feel comforted, and his blood even coagulated.

He suddenly let go of his hand, and even took two steps back. Looking at Qin Lang, his face turned pale: "You know? You know from the beginning?"

Suddenly, everything seemed to have an explanation, why Ming Zhong chose him, why he treated him differently, why he was involuntarily approached step by step, why he was brought into the secret realm, and why the Soul Splitting Wind was so ferocious, but he wanted to. protect yourself...

An Ayin beast that can control the soul just by hurting people.

Such a method has never been the same.

He knew that Qin Lang was not such a person and had no interest in controlling others. But he... He has to admit that he is not confident enough, how long has he been with Qin Lang, how could Qin Lang die for him. He always felt that Qin Lang had a real reason for being so nice to him.

His mood was even more chaotic, and the feeling of something beating in his blood was more obvious, with restlessness.

But he looked into Qin Lang's still clean eyes, but sadly found that if Qin Lang really used him like Yun Hua, he would be able to offer everything willingly.

Some irony, some ridiculous, but he still wants to. Even if he is used, he still wants to stay by his side.

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