Emotional matters are often hard to explain. It’s not that you don’t want to love, or that you don’t want to love. I’m just afraid that love is also a kind of hurt.

Perhaps the most real feelings and worries are deep in An Ziyan's heart.

It is better to leave love to the mountains than to melt it into the sea; to leave love to the land, it is better to carve it in the sky.

At this time, Chen Fan's view of love and his expectation for love were the vastness and waves of the sea, and the vastness and infinity of the sky.

There are two people, one is good at hiding love, expecting but fearful; the other is used to pouring out love, passionate and uninhibited.

Strong hug, anti-struggle.

This touching scene touched the heartstrings of everyone present.

At this moment, love does not require eternal vows or sweet words. A moment of possession of each other seems to be enough. Just like the declaration of true love in Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons, ten thousand years is too long, seize the day.

Under the scratching of An Ziyan's sharp, razor-like nails, Chen Fan's body also began to tremble without rhythm. It didn't hurt, it really didn't hurt. If I had to find some pain, it was undoubtedly the feeling for An in his heart. It's Zi Yan's, but Chen Fan's pain does not lie in the scars on the body, but in the soul.

quiet!

In this graveyard, in this gloomy place full of death, the emotions between the two seemed to have overshadowed everything else.

An unknown amount of time passed, as if time had stood still. The frequency of An Ziyan's arrests and abuses against Chen Fan gradually became less and less, and finally a shocking scene appeared.

One hand came forward with a sharp grasp, but before it even touched Chen Fan's body, the other hand started to come to block him!

This situation is very similar to Zhou Botong's unique skill of "left and right fighting" invented by Jin Yong.

Seeing this situation, everyone trembled mentally, because they knew that An Ziyan's soul and spirit had already gained the upper hand due to the stubborn resistance.

In the following time, Chen Fan never received any harm again...

"Go away...Jiejie...ah...ha..."

Continuous weird sounds came from An Ziyan's mouth, sometimes evil, sometimes angry, sometimes groaning in pain, sometimes roaring.

In the end, he collapsed silently on Chen Fan's shoulder. Apart from his weak breathing, he did not move at all. At this moment, Chen Fan seemed to be exhausted, and a happy and happy smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth... …

The next moment, both of them fell down, and Yin Sansan rushed forward to catch them...

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky above the world.

The red light shot to the ground like a rocket, and the ground was on fire, reflecting flames like boiling oil.

Transpiration, suffocation, intense heat, and strange stuffiness can almost make people's cells and fibers tremble and explode.

In the temporary base of Black City, two beautiful figures, Leng Qing and Yin Sansan, stood beside a stone bed. On the bed lay Chen Fan, who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy. After fainting from the crypt, Yin Sansan After carrying him back, Xiaoxian was in charge of An Ziyan, and Han Dongsheng was in charge of Wang Dongdong. Before leaving the crypt, Han Dongsheng found the sea of ​​cinnabar flowers and burned it on fire.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the scorching sun was grilling the yellow sand and grilling their hearts.

"Okay! I have already taken the detoxification measures. In a few hours, the toxins in his body will be discharged, but his body is too weak!" An old man wearing a military doctor's attire said with a stern expression, "We need ancient martial arts. A master can unblock his veins and stimulate his internal energy, and then he will be worry-free."

"I'm coming!" Yin Sansan and others are here to adjust Chen Fan's breath and internal energy meridians.

Military doctor Ren Yuanzong looked at Yin Sansan with bright eyes and nodded.

"Grandpa, you must save Chen Fan. The poison of Cinnabar Zhenduo is very terrible!" At this time, the Ren family sisters suddenly broke in. They had just come from An Ziyan's place. Ren Zifang ran to the military doctor Ren Yuanzong's house. The person next to me said worriedly.

"Save it, save it!" Ren Yuanzong looked at his two precious granddaughters and smiled kindly. Yes, this military doctor is the biological grandfather of the Ren family sisters, and he is also the current head of Qiu Clan, the ancient tomb robbing sect, but this head It seems to have ceased to exist, because this sect no longer exists in form and has gradually evolved from a sect into a family tradition.

Compared with Old Man Wang, Ren Yuanzong is somewhat inferior in terms of technology, but he is superior in character, never competitive, and has a long-term vision. This seems to be the main reason why he entered the military system.

"I never thought there would be such a mystery underground in the Black City. If I had known, I would have gone down there too!" Ren Meifang said regretfully.

"Knowed earlier?" Ren Yuanzong looked at her and smiled faintly, "There is no such thing as 'knowing earlier' in the world, only the opportunity before you."

"Grandpa, are you saying that we are not as good as that boy Wang Dongdong?" Ren Zifang raised her little nose unhappily.

"Haha, it depends on how you understand what I said." Ren Yuanzong still smiled lightly.

"You all go out, I'm going to start!" Yin Sansan didn't have time to listen to their nonsense, so he said very rudely.

The Ren sisters curled their lips and followed Ren Yuanzong out.

"Can I stay?" Leng Qing kept her eyes on Shen Fan and murmured.

Yin Sansan looked at her, nodded, and said, "You are not allowed to stay."

"Um!"

"Don't make any noise, don't move around, no matter what kind of reaction you see Chen Fan, you are not allowed to come forward!" Yin Sansan ordered strictly.

"Yeah!" Leng Qing nodded again.

Yin Sansan adjusted Shen Fan's power for seven hours. For seven hours, Leng Qing did not move or touch any water. He just stood there quietly, watching...

Chen Fan was either trembling, moaning, or vomiting blood. She did not move, only tears, silent tears...

"You can move!" At ten o'clock in the evening, Yin Sansan got off the stone bed, and Leng Qingde allowed him to immediately step forward to support Shen Fan and slowly lay him down flat.

Yin Sansan's face was pale, and he was so weak that he could only stand tremblingly.

Leng Qing settled down with Shen Fan, turned around and asked, "I tell you to go and rest!"

"No need, you can take care of Chen Fan here." Yin Sansan waved his hand. After walking out of the room, the energy and blood in his body surged. He spat out a mouthful of blood and walked forward step by step. Little did he know that Yu Shuang was fighting. She was also injured during the process, and she used her internal energy source to heal Chen Fan's injuries for seven consecutive hours. Even an iron man couldn't withstand it, but she withstood it!

Leng Qing carefully wiped Shen Fan's cheeks, arms, and even his feet with a wet towel...

Late at night, in front of the window, the body of that beautiful figure is obviously much thinner, and the long hair flowing in the evening breeze looks particularly attractive.

Leng Qing just faced the dark night and the bright moon and prayed silently.

Chen Fan thought about the consequences of finding the word "failure" in life, either killing wantonly, roaring to vent his unwillingness, or making huge waves to prove something about himself.

This time, brothers Han Dongsheng and Wang Dongdong were injured, and An Ziyan did what he did. Although he killed Yu Shuang, he was still defeated. He was defeated miserably. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his troops.

When failure is really in front of you, you are unexpectedly calm and indifferent from the heart. The arrogance in your bones has not been buried. It is just like a thunder on the ground, exploding deep in your heart, and the beast's blood boils. , the wolf nature he was born with allowed him to completely learn what true dormancy is. When another wave comes, it is a stormy sea, not a depth bomb. With this understanding, he feels that the occasional failure has made a difference in his life. His trajectory is quite colorful, at least for now, this kind of frustration can motivate him.

Maybe he still doesn't know that this is the nature that a hero should have, and it can also be called a kind of growth spurred by the greatest method.

Failure is not terrible, but men who rise again after failure are truly terrible.

Because they had to rescue Shen Fan and others in time, military doctor Ren Yuanzong and the deputy director of Yanjing First Hospital, who were leading the trial and assessment team, decided to carry out rapid treatment within the Black City to avoid delays in returning to Sugu Town. The best time.

On the next day, Chen Fan and several other wounded people were sent back to Sugu Town. Leng Qing also came back. The others stayed in the underground castle of Black City to explore. After they left, Black City became involved The warning strips indicate that this place has been regarded as a restricted area. At the same time, a team of people from the Chinese Archaeological Research Institute is heading here.

The discovery of Shen Fan and others is undoubtedly a major archaeological discovery and plays an important role in tracing the history of that year. For this reason, the Chinese Archaeological Research Institute also issued a certificate of commendation to Yanhuang University, and also commended Shen Fan and An Zi. Yan and five others.

And all online media, TV media, and print media in China are undoubtedly not reporting this major news: students from the Department of Archeology of Yanhuang University discovered a large underground castle from the ninth century AD in the Tengger Desert...

For three days, Chen Fan was in a coma for three full days.

The weather in Sugu Town has been very strange these past few days. From the time Chen Fan was injured to now, it has actually rained twice, as if to dilute the resentment brought out by Chen Fan and others from the underground tombs, washing away the flow. All the blood and tears turned out to be too ridiculous.

There was silence in the ward. Xiaoxian was also in the room. She was here to replace Leng Qing, but Leng Qing refused to sleep. After staying up for two and a half days, Xiaoxian had no choice but to take a short nap to rest.

At this time, Leng Qing was lying next to Chen Fan with a sweet smile on her lips. The tears that had not dried up in the corners of her eyes made people feel a faint pain in their hearts. Leng Qing, who had not closed her eyes for three days, finally couldn't help but close her eyes. When Chen Fan woke up, he glanced around and saw the thin figure of Leng Qing lying next to him.

Chen Fan smiled happily and felt distressed. He wanted to get up, but there was a tearing pain in his back. The corners of his mouth kept twitching and he broke out in cold sweat.

"Dong dong!" A knock on the door broke the silence, causing Chen Fan to look away from Leng Qing's weak face.

The beautiful figure came over in a flash, and Bano Cano, still with the same playful expression, looked at Chen Fan in his normal state, walked up to him, moved a chair, sat on the opposite side, and looked directly at him. Looking into his eyes.

"What? Come to see if I'm dead?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, why is this woman here alone at this moment?

"Of course! But I am not willing to do so!" Banokano said firmly: "Originally, I thought that you would no longer have the ability to penetrate the world and survive in the hands of those murderous demons. Obviously, I I still underestimated your strength. I didn’t see the moment of your death, but only saw a more feared lion. How could I be willing to do so?"
Chapter completed!