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Arc 2 

I'm going to **** you even if I became a ghost (20)

"I'll take it out."

The old Taoist's beard trembled, his tone was not as rigid as before, and he said slowly, "You must hold on, or you will lose all your achievements."

Pei Lu's forehead was dripping with sweat, his body was hot and cold, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand, "I won't give up."

He looked at Qu Luocheng with nostalgia, and half leaned against the bed to breathe lightly.

As the old Taoist said, it seemed like a flame was burning in his chest, and the crackling almost scorched Pei Lu. He took a deep breath and held Qu Luocheng's hand beside the bed.

With his hands clasped, Pei Lu felt a lot more at ease, leaning against the bed with his mouth slightly open, like an oxygen-deficient fish.

After knowing his plan, 666 started a unilateral Cold War with his host. Finally, he couldn't hold his breath, opened the pain shield for him, and jumped with anger, [It's worth doing this for a man?!]

The pain was blocked, and Pei Lu felt relieved, but his body was still weak, so he could only play dumb with 666, "That's my man."

666 gasped in circles, [You are simply unreasonable!]

Pei Lu sent him a heartfelt expression to appease his frantic partner, "I have to leave anyway, why don't I help him last before leaving."

His general should not be like this.

666 couldn't say anything to him, thinking that the current situation is better than the previous world, and the irritable mood finally calmed down a little.

Seeing that he was no longer angry, Pei Lu controlled his body that was losing his strength and turned around with difficulty, leaned his head against the bed, and quietly looked at the sleeping Qu Luocheng...

Time passed little by little, but Pei Lu felt no pain, but felt his body becoming weaker and weaker, and even his clenched hand couldn't stop sliding down...

He was weak all over, and his weakness surged upwards one after another, and he could only barely support his body against the bed.

The old Taoist priest made the final preparations on the other side of the room.

No one noticed Qu Luocheng's trembling eyelashes.

"Little...beggar...beggar..."

The weak voice sounded, but it sounded like a thunderclap on the ground, causing Pei Lu to tremble. He widened his eyes in disbelief, and subconsciously wanted to pull his palm away.

Qu Luocheng's movements were much faster than him, his five fingers tightly clasped his hands, and he begged desperately, "No...don't...do something stupid."

Pei Lu's heart was turbulent, he never thought that Qu Luocheng would wake up at this time, he was at a loss for a moment, he crawled onto the bed with all his strength, lay beside him and kissed him gently, "Be good, just sleep. "

Qu Luocheng's pupils were red, the black gas on his face came out uncontrollably, his face was ferocious and scary, "I won't allow it."

Pei Lu kept kissing him, trying in vain to calm him down, "Be good, you will be fine soon."

Qu Luocheng couldn't help shaking his head, tears streaming down his cheeks, "You stop, I just want you..." His arms burst with blue veins, but he couldn't break free from the invisible restraint with all his strength.

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