Feng Rong let go of his hand and sat up and flattened the hem of his shirt in disguise - don't think it was wrong! Hey! Hey! Hey, he didn't touch the key part at all! - But he didn't illuminate the surroundings rashly, but released his spiritual consciousness to check the environment he was in first - spiritual consciousness is always the best third eye for those with extraordinary abilities.

Lin Yingkong sat up hypocritically, typed a illumination talisman and said, "My shadow doesn't find anything else."

When the light lit up, Feng Rong also saw the black shadows under the two people. The effect was really similar to a jelly-shaped blanket, soft and chilly. Usually, the field team of the General Office acted more often. Feng Rong didn't often see the multifunctionality of this shadow, so he unconsciously touched it to try the feel. However, Lin Yingkong's expression immediately became weird - these shadows were actually part of him...

So, the minister accidentally found the place where his assistant teased him and sprinkled flowers!

After removing the Shadow Carpet, the two of them stood on a dry stone floor. At this time, they were in a square empty space. The ceiling and three walls were sealed granite. There was only a simple stone door on the south side. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong took turns to explore it. They found that there were no other creatures in the space, but further out, their various detection methods were blocked by something invisible. Lin Yingkong took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There was no signal. He could not find their current location with the positioning software developed by Ding Youlan. In short, they were all trapped in an unknown place - and they didn't know if it was the place of Sansang Academy above their heads.

"When I fell down, I also felt the spiritual power fluctuation of the teleportation array, but it was different from Mr. Baili's one. We may not have been sent to the same place as him." Seeing the minister staring at the stone gate, Lin Yingkong thought he wanted to find Baili Mengyan, so he comforted him sorrowful.

"Meng Yan will take good care of himself," Feng Rong came back to his senses and said in this way. In some ways, he did hold a kind of almost blind confidence in Baili Meng Yan. So after the abnormality just now, although he was worried, he was not panicked. "I just felt that I was a little careless just now..." He suddenly paused, turned around and grabbed Lin Yingkong's hand again, lifted his sleeves, but the blood stained on the sleeves had dyed Feng Rong's palm red. Not long ago, the two people were too close to each other, and Feng Rong's expression became very ugly in an instant.

"Just cracking, just stop the bleeding!" Lin Yingkong said quickly. In fact, he was in a state of great excitement just now - without explaining the reason - he even forgot about this matter.

"Don't move," this was Feng Rong's second time. He brushed his hand away with a serious expression, and dredged the blood into his fingertips and looked up. The bright red color predicted that it was unknown, "What did you touch just now?"

Is this a sign of poisoning? Lin Yingkong also put away his beautiful thoughts and thought for a while, "I touched the door handle of the stone door when I checked this place."

"..." The minister had a calm face and merged his fingers. Bo Bing condensed into a knife on his fingers, cutting his wounds, but strangely, the blood from Lin Yingkong's wounds quickly returned to normal. It seemed that it was not a powerful poison? Then what did the other party do to poison it? Feng Rong asked in confusion: "What do you feel?"

Lin Yingkong paused, "Except for a little pain, it seems... there is no special feeling." When the sweetheart is too strong, Assistant Lin never stings with crying for pain. There must be one person showing weakness between the two.

Feng Rong frowned, took out the handkerchief from Lin Yingkong's pocket to help him wrap the wound, and then went to study the poison on the stone door. Unfortunately, he had specialized in his skills. He could not see anything after watching for a long time, so he could only take some samples carefully for backup. Finally, he simply and roughly sacrificed the water flow to clean the stone door up and down, so as not to accidentally talk again later. When he finished all these things, he turned to see Lin Yingkong, he was stunned.

Lin Yingkong had taken out a chair at some point and sat on it, with his feet crossed, and was simmering a bottle of mineral water emitting ice. His assistant often put all kinds of things into the Qiankun bag. It was not surprising that he took out a bed to seal the face. What he was surprised that Lin Yingkong was never the kind of person who would sit by himself when he was working... Even if he had injuries on his body, he was no exception!

Seeing Feng Rong coming over with confusion, Lin Yingkong immediately swallowed the saliva in his mouth and said dryly: "It's a bit hot... Minister, do you want some ice water?"

"..." Feng Rong looked at the bottle of water he handed over and found that his forehead had started to sweat, so he reached out to touch his forehead, "How could it be hot?" Although it was a hot summer day, why was this place that obviously belonged to the underground sweating? He didn't feel it at all.

Lin Yingkong, who had always been the highest goal of taking advantage of the minister, shuddered when he touched his skin, hurriedly avoided it, pretended to loosen the button, and said, "It's really a bit hot. Maybe it's not ventilated here, stuffy, ahem, yes, stuffy."

"Duty?" Feng Rong, who was also not dull, frowned. The fleeting touch just now made him realize something was wrong. He pressed Lin Yingkong's shoulder to touch his forehead. The abnormal high temperature immediately surprised Feng Rong, "How could it be so hot? Are you having a fever? Is it a wound or a poison?"

Feng Rong's hand was still with the cool temperature after using the ice just now. Lin Yingkong was shocked again, almost instinctively grasping his hand, so fast that he couldn't escape. He held it tightly with attachment, and quickly let it go in a flash, and even pushed the minister who was too close to him. He could no longer hold back his breath of rapidity than usual. He said hoarsely: "Minister, stay away from me..."

Feng Rong was pushed away by him without any warning. His face turned cold at first, and then his eyes accidentally flew across some place. His eyes were slightly wide open, and Cold Yi immediately became at a loss, "You..."

Lin Yingkong smiled bitterly and turned his body to block the unnatural changes in his body. It has been six years since he had never been so rude in front of the minister. "That kind of poison is probably worth life, it's..."

——It’s just spring poison.

"...can't bear it?" Feng Rong asked dryly after a moment of confusion, and then couldn't help but touch his nose to hide his embarrassment. He was in this position and naturally it was impossible for him to really not understand those lustful things, but he was not very interested. If he was facing a stranger, it wouldn't matter how crazy he looked at the other party, but Lin Yingkong was in front of him at this moment...

If you weren't in front of me, you would probably be able to hold it back! Lin Yingkong complained in his heart, but unfortunately he couldn't say it and scared the minister. He could only smile and said with a slight smile: "It's okay at the moment."

"..." Feng Rong thought for a while but didn't expect anything else to say, so he could only say "I'll try to open the door", and without looking back, he thought about whether to open the door or smash it.

Lin Yingkong, who was more or less looking forward to it, was instantly: "..."

But the stone door only has a door handle but no keyhole, and there is no mechanism around it that can be opened. Feng Rong really smashed the door directly. Unfortunately, after smashing for a long time, he could only see a thin crack, and even did not penetrate the thick stone slab. He said helplessly: "The one you should use is a spirit stone here. If you smash it hard, I don't know when it will hit it. Is there any way Yingkong?"

But when he turned around, he only saw Assistant Lin curled up on the ground and leaned against the chair. It was so pitiful.

"Yingkong?" Feng Rong leaned over subconsciously. Lin Yingkong looked up at him. Sweat beads rolled down on his soft face, and blush filled with redness. The tenderness in his eyes turned into a deep and bottomless deep look. When he looked over, Feng Rong almost thought that this was a hungry beast that was in urgent need of prey. The sudden sense of crisis made him squat down two steps away from his assistant. He stared at him worriedly. After thinking about it, a large ice cube half a person tall condensed beside him. "Is it better?"

"...It's okay, but I can't do that for the time being." The cold air emitted by the ice made Lin Yingkong smile even more bitterly - the minister is really not afraid of freezing his sexual blessings for the rest of his life...

Feng Rong looked at the watch. It was over three in the morning and they had fallen down for more than an hour. He hesitated and suggested: "I can't open the door for a while. Meng Tian and the others may not have discovered that we are missing so soon. Why don't you... solve it yourself?"

Lin Yingkong was stunned for a moment - he solved it himself? Here?! In front of the minister?!?

Feng Rong also suggested honestly: "I can create a barrier for you."

Lin Yingkong turned his head in pain - Is this a problem with the barrier? He was afraid that even if there was a barrier, he would not be able to resist slapping down the minister!

In some aspects, Assistant Lin, who was born in the Ghost King family, is still very traditional. The wedding night can only be carried out when the wedding is over. No matter how bad he is, he must be in love. Otherwise, he will not know how many opportunities he will be able to knock down the minister, but he is in a normal state at this moment! He will be able to kill if he doesn't control himself! He can barely take advantage of the minister, but can he take advantage of the minister now? He can't even make a ghost if he dies under the peony flower. He can't even find such a desolate way to die!

"I'm still..." Lin Yingkong said bitterly: "Honest it." The right time and place are just a disagreement. Ghosts have been born for decades. Is there anything more tragic than him?

Feng Rong glanced at the place below his abdomen. As a man, he was worried about something normally, and his eyes were vaguely: "Can you still bear it? Will...what problems happen?"

"…!" Lin Yingkong's veins burst and gritted his teeth, "Minister, can't you look forward to my good intentions?"
Chapter completed!