Lu Yanting didn't fall asleep at all, but Jian Ran used some method on him, which made him conscious and his eyes could be opened, but he couldn't move his limbs.

Lu Yanting's chest was burning with anger, and besides anger, there was more worry.

How dangerous is it to be alone with an old pervert like King Zhennan, Jian Ran doesn't know?

Do you have to take the initiative to go to the tiger's mouth?!

Having known each other for so long, Lu Yanting didn't dare to take a step beyond the threshold, because he was afraid that Jian Ran would be unwilling, so why would he let others touch him now?!

Not to mention ghosts!

It's too late to cherish a treasure that is enshrined as a god!

Lu Yanting's scarlet eyes were open, and he almost suffered internal injuries. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt some kind of change in his body.

It's like removing a heavy weight that has been pressing on your shoulders, and it suddenly becomes easier.

Could it be that... the curse has been broken?

Lu Yanting was not happy with his guess, but was even more worried - what price would Jian Ran have to pay to eliminate the nightmare that has plagued the Lu family for hundreds of years?!

Thinking of this, he twitched his fingers slightly, and the moment he sat up, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his throat.

Lu Yanting forcibly broke the spell, and if Jian Ran saw it, he would definitely curse, "Are you crazy to do such heartbreaking things?!"

He stumbled out, swallowed the blood in his throat forcibly, and quickly stepped into Nancheng outside the guest house.

In a matter of seconds, the endless night engulfed it.

——

Jian Ran looked back, with an awkward smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't want to run away, it's not just that I just finished solving one, I'm in a good mood, just jumping around in place."

King Zhennan's brows and eyes seemed to be frosted, and his tone was gloomy, "Find Sheng Le, and I will let you go, if you can't find it..."

"Then you will sleep with me for him."

The corner of Jian Ran's lips twitched, "Yo, it turns out that King Zhennan also likes to play doubles?"

"The core has been changed, what do you need the skin for?"

King Zhennan also laughed, but with a slightly sinister look, "The core is gone, it's good to keep the skin."

Jian Ran, "..." What the fuck you said makes sense.

"In this way, I will help you find the dead soul of Sheng Le, but I can't control whether he wants to see you or not. In addition, if he is reincarnated, I will..."

"Can't turn!" King Zhennan interrupted him resolutely, "How dare he dare without my permission."

Jian Ran, "..." This domineering CEO smell is really hopeless!

There was a second of silence, but King Zhennan became irritable and impatient, grabbed Jian Ran's neck with both hands, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense,"

"Will we be able to find Sheng Le?!"

It was difficult to breathe again for a while, Jian Ran reached out to touch his pocket, trying to take out a piece of talisman to calm his soul, but it was hidden too deep (inside the thigh), so he didn't touch it for a long time.

King Zhennan's hand bones were getting tighter and tighter, and his red eyes were burning with flames, as if reminding him of the state of unconscious rampage at this moment.

At the very moment, a slender figure flashed past, and the talisman paper in his hand was accurately pasted on King Zhennan's forehead.

The scene suddenly fell into a strange state, and the picture seemed to be still.

Jian Ran was still strangled by King Zhennan,

King Zhennan glared with the talisman on his forehead,

Lu Yanting stood between the two, his face sinking like water.

The six eyes face each other, and then circulate...

King Zhennan reacted first, "How dare you disrespect your ancestors?!"

"Why do you want to let go of your hand?" Jian Ran was choked into a drake voice.

Lu Yanting took out a stack of talisman papers, "Why don't I dare!"

In an instant, King Zhennan's face was covered with paper talismans. When he picked it up with his hands, he loosened the restraint on Jian Ran, and Lu Yanting took him and ran away when he saw the opportunity.

The moment he stepped out of the mausoleum, he heard a roar from behind, "If you can't find Sheng Le, I will kill you two!"

Jian Ran, "..." This is good, change from one to two.

When they approached the guest house, the speed of the two slowed down.

Jian Ran turned around and asked doubts, "How did you wake up?!"

"I didn't sleep at all." Lu Yanting replied without changing his face.

Jian Ran stared at his slightly pale lips, "No, I let you sleep!"

Lu Yanting pursed his lips and remained silent. After the two of them entered the room, Jian Ran shouted, "Damn it, who vomited so much blood?!"

He suddenly thought of something, turned his head suddenly, "Don't tell me it's you!"

So red, it must be a heartache!

There is only one possibility for this to happen...

"You broke the spell by force?!"

Lu Yanting avoided Jian Ran's cannibalistic gaze, "Who told you not to take me there?"

"I obviously won't hold back."

Jian Ran, "..." Made, as expected of a villain, is so cruel to himself!

Well, I was wrong, okay?!

He silently took out a piece of talisman paper from his trousers, found the unique match in the guest house, lit it, put it into the tea mug, and stirred it with some water,

"Drink it." Jian Ran handed the tea mug to Lu Yanting.

The latter looked hesitant, "You don't want to take revenge on me, do you? The spell is quite effective, so there is no need..."

"Have you ever heard a saying? Magic can defeat magic," Jian Ran glared at him, and said angrily, "Spells can only be solved by spells, and drinking it can nourish the heart. Hurry up."

Hearing this, Lu Yanting just took the bowl, frowned slightly and drank the ashes in one gulp. After passing through his throat and swallowing it into his stomach, he really felt his aching heart feel better.

"Thank you." He said in a low voice.

Jian Ran turned over Byakugan, "Don't thank me, just don't do this in the future."

Lu Yanting smiled slightly, "As long as you don't trap me."

Jian Ran, "..." Well, it's useless to say it.

The staff was called to change the bloody sheets, and the two lay down again.

After turning off the lights, the surroundings were plunged into darkness, and Jian Ran felt a little drowsy.

But a hoarse voice came from my ear, "Is the curse broken?"

"It's almost there, there is only one key ghost left." Jian Ran narrowed her eyes and answered in a daze.

"Sheng Le?" Lu Yanting turned his head, staring at the profile of the person next to him in the dim light, his eyes burning.

"Well," Jian Ran murmured, "Didn't you hear King Zhennan's last stern words? If he can't find him, he wants us to be buried with him."

"Heh," Lu Yanting sneered, "Hug left and right in the coffin, isn't he too crowded?"

Jian Ran, "Well, it's quite crowded."

His voice is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that he will soon fall into a deep sleep.

Lu Yanting didn't speak any more, the bones of his long hands penetrated into the quilt, wrapped around his slender waist,

I never knew what it's like to love someone to the bone,

I feel it now,

It turned out that he wanted to rub him into his own flesh and blood,

never separate!