Zhang Qing wiped his face and stopped scolding Zhang Lunling. He grabbed the edge of the stove with both hands and climbed up. He couldn't wait to poke his blood-stained head out and looked at Yi Qusheng and Ruan Ruibai.
Seeing Yi Qusheng lying on the ground with his limbs misaligned and Ruan Ruibai half-kneeling on the ground with bleeding thighs, he took a deep breath.
"Senior brother...ah!"
As soon as Zhang Qing shouted, Zhang Lunling took the opportunity to put the condensed blood bead into her mouth without expression, and poked it in with his fingers to ensure that she swallowed the blood bead. "You lost too much blood, please make up for it."
Ruan Ruibai's eyes widened. He never thought that Zhang Lunling took his own blood to replenish Zhang Qing's vitality.
Can this... be made up for in this way?
Should he be called a demon cultivator if he swallows human blood for his own daughter?
Seeing that Zhang Qing was choking, Zhang Lunling pinched her chin and poured some of the liquid in the bottle into her.
Ruan Ruibai used his spiritual power to temporarily seal the wound on his thigh, and watched as Zhang Lunling poured water and washed the blood on Zhang Qing's face mercilessly, as if he were bathing a pet rather than his own flesh and blood.
When Ruan Ruibai frowned, a voice came into his mind.
"It's really rich, and it's spiritual spring water..."
It was Yi Qusheng's voice from the secret room, and he woke up.
Yi Qusheng was silenced by Zhang Lunling and could not open his mouth. At this moment, he could only lie on the ground and look at Ruan Ruibai.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Qingqing Immortal is really lucky. This is the second time she has bathed in spiritual spring water."
Ruan Ruibai choked, lowered his eyes, and communicated with him in his mind: "Yi Qusheng, I have something to ask you."
Yi Qusheng mobilized the strange fire and spiritual energy in his body to try to connect the bones. The sound transmission from the secret room also showed a bit of forbearance: "Don't ask."
Ruan Ruibai: "You recognized it from the beginning, right? You deliberately dragged Zhang Qing out of the cave and let her enter the Tianshan Gate. In the past two months, you have tried every means to get close to her, just to lure the Demon Lord out..." Want to kill him? ?
Ruan Ruibai didn't dare to say the last sentence.
Yi Qusheng was silent.
Ruan Ruibai secretly cursed a madman and broke out in a cold sweat. How dare he gamble with the lives of everyone up and down Tianmen Mountain?
Yi Qusheng smiled bitterly: "You didn't stop me either? Why did you call me crazy?"
Ruan Ruibai gritted his teeth: "I really thought they just looked alike!"
Two months ago, when Yi Qusheng and Zhang Qing were in the cave, they could see Zhang Qing's face clearly through the fluorescence of the spiritual spring.
She has fair skin, pink lips, slightly raised eyes and eyebrows, and a faint murderous look between her eyebrows.
It is fifty or six points similar to the portrait of the Demon Lord.
Yi Qusheng didn't believe that the two just happened to look alike. He was sure that Zhang Qing and Zhang Lunling were related by blood.
However, the outside world had never heard that Zhang Lunling had a wife and daughter, and Zhang Lunling had been wandering around for several years. Yi Qusheng made a bold guess.
Zhang Lunling is looking for his wife and daughter! And I’ve been looking for it for more than ten years!
The person that the Demon Lord can look for for such a long time is either a relative or an enemy. Yi Qusheng bet that Zhang Qing was the latter, and planned to "hijack the emperor to control the princes" and bet on whether he could bring heaven-shattering wealth to Tianshanmen.
He even put some effort into seducing Zhang Qing, but unfortunately Zhang Qing was a fool.
Yi Qusheng connected a leg bone with a "click" sound, and his voice was self-deprecating: "I failed to seduce her, but I hurt myself instead."
Ruan Ruibai rolled his eyes: "Is Su'er planning this too? No wonder I persuaded her not to keep Zhang Qing, but she wasn't happy."
They are bold enough.
Zhang Lunling's voice suddenly sounded in the minds of the two of them, interrupting their secret room transmission: "Humph, you dare to take my idea?"
Yi Qusheng and Ruan Ruibai froze, not expecting that the Demon Lord would also use the spell to peek into the soul.
The two then turned their attention to the father and daughter again, and saw Zhang Lunling wrapping the cleaned Zhang Qing with a plush blanket, and Zhang Qing fell asleep at some point, and was held in Zhang Lunling's arms and watched. Very well-behaved.
Zhang Lunling squinted at Yi Qusheng, who was gradually reattaching the bones, and said with murderous intent: "I heard your whispers very clearly. The current generation is really courageous. You don't really think you are on good terms with my daughter. I won’t kill you, right?”
Dare you use his daughter to trap him? How many heads are there in Tianshanmen capable of cutting off? Huh, just two months, how much affection can Zhang Qing have for them? What's more, this sentiment is mixed with Yi Qusheng's calculations.
Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan. Even if he slaughters all the Tianshanmen in front of Zhang Qing today, there will still be enough time for Zhang Qing to let go of it all.
Yi Qusheng spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly raised his head. His eyes were wary, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "If you kill us, Qingqing will be sad."
Zhang Lunling frowned, pressed the sleeping Zhang Qing into his arms again, then raised his hand and slapped Yi Qusheng hard against the wall and embedded it into the wall. "I don't care. I have plenty of time to coax her."
"Pfft..." Yi Qusheng felt that his internal organs had been hit hard, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Ruan Ruibai took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Yi Qusheng is actually still jumping on Zhang Lunling's thunder. It is really difficult for me to live with this crazy senior brother.
He felt sad in his heart. He didn't know how much Zhang Lunling's words of liking for him just now meant, and whether he could give up Yi Qusheng to save the disciples up and down Tianmen Mountain.
No matter how bad it is, it's still possible to keep Su'er.
Zhang Lunling's face turned darker again.
What happened to these juniors? His senior brother was about to die, but he was thinking about whether or not this was possible.
A few more of Yi Qusheng's bones were broken, and they fell softly from the sunken wall to the ground. He gritted his teeth and remained silent, with a solemn look on his face.
What a miscalculation. The Demon Lord has been searching for more than ten years but failed to find Zhang Qing. How come it was only two months after he picked up Zhang Qing that the Demon Lord came to visit him? If he were five or ten years later, Zhang Lunling would have to weigh their relationship.
It's a pity that they only got along for two months.
At the moment, Qingqing is falling asleep, and his junior brother is being suppressed. He has revealed his intention to plot against others, and he is afraid that his life will not be long.
Yi Qusheng simply closed his eyes and waited for death, but after waiting for a long time, the other party didn't seem to want to kill him immediately? Could it be that he wanted to save his life and torture himself?
When Yi Qusheng forced himself to look up again, he saw Zhang Lunling staring at him with an inquiring look, and he couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart.
It feels a little bad.
Yi Qusheng's lips stained red by blood moved: "Why don't you take action?"
Zhang Lunling frowned and thought, his cold eyes scanning Yi Qusheng's face, "You look familiar to me."
look familiar?
Yi Qusheng was stunned. This was the first time he saw the Demon Lord himself? How can you make the other person feel familiar? Could it be...that an elder in his family had met him? But why have I never heard of it?
Zhang Lunling gave him a definite answer in his next sentence, "I just remembered that you look very similar to an old man from the Yi family."
Hearing this, Yi Qusheng's pretty face darkened.
It really is. Damn it, how come I can meet acquaintances from my family everywhere! He had obviously fled so far, to such a remote place!
Ruan Ruibai's heart was full of mixed emotions. Why are there four brothers and sisters, and two of them can be related to the Demon Lord? It seems that he is very useless.
Zhang Lunling sneered and tilted his head slightly: "I have changed my mind. Regardless of whether you are a descendant of the old man of the Yi family or not, keeping you alive is more interesting than killing you."
Zhang Lunling held Zhang Qing and slowly approached, leaned down and looked at Yi Qusheng, and said in a teasing tone: "I might as well fulfill your wish and give you a sum of money, and you can continue to raise my good daughter for me... …”
Both brothers and sisters were confused.
Zhang Lunling leaves without Zhang Qing? !
As if sensing the doubts in their hearts, Zhang Lunling straightened up and shrugged nonchalantly: "I didn't want to take her back at first. She will live better outside than going back with me." As he said this, , with a hint of sadness in his tone.
"My good girl will continue to stay here, and I will also give you a small mountain gate a sum of money, but..." Zhang Lunling glanced at Yi Qusheng meaningfully, "You have to sign a slave contract with my good girl. .”
