Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 131 Yan Huai: Even if my eyelashes don't flutter in autumn, my heart will flutter~

Yan Huai blinked slightly, and a flash of blood appeared in his golden vertical pupils. He summoned the Branding Blade, and the silver blade traced a cool path in the darkness. The aftershock struck the corner of the wall, leaving a bloody mark on the neck of the unconscious Wang Xu.

The passage was noisy, so there were definitely quite a few wild animals. He gave Wang Xu a quick death, and whether the corpse would be devoured by the beasts was none of his concern.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling's eyes flashed slightly, but he understood. He stroked the hilt of his knife, raised the dark blade slightly, and he and Yan Huai each stared intently at the beast that was gradually revealing its true form from the passage.

It's a wolf... but why is a wolf's fur black?

"This is a wolf kept by the Wang family. It mutated from a wolf pack. It is active at night, has thick fur, and is not afraid of fire, but it has a strong instinctive reaction to pungent smells. The owner has encountered this before and can handle it, uh... with brute force!"

As soon as Qi Yu finished speaking, Zhang Qiling subconsciously glanced at Yan Huai, but the latter's expression seemed a little off, as if he was puzzled or annoyed.

The increasingly dense scraping sound of chains drew closer, indeed reminding Yan Huai of some far from pleasant memories. But having learned from his previous headache, he managed to stay composed this time, except…

"Qi Yu said, 'Smell.' As for brute force, let's leave that aside for now."

"Huh?" Smell? Where am I supposed to find a smell right now?

Yan Huai looked at Zhang Qiling blankly, his attention wandering as he scanned the system space. Although it was a mess, it seemed there really wasn't anything that could produce a scent.

Zhang Qiling understood. He pursed his lips, took a step forward, and half-blocked Yan Huai's path with his body—then, brute force it is!

Qi Yu was dumbfounded and facepalmed. Had Zhang Qiling caught his master's... infection?

Yan Huai was also confused: "What are you doing?"

"Follow me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark blade flipped, and Zhang Qiling almost slipped into the mutated wolf pack. Why "almost"? Because Yan Huai reacted quickly, grabbing him by the back of the neck and pulling him back...

Yan Huai reached out purely on instinct, without even realizing it himself. It wasn't until the cool touch of his skin touched him that he managed to bring his wide-eyed eyes back to normal.

Zhang Qiling: (<_<)

Yanhuai: ()′д`()

However, before the two on one side could even begin their staring contest, the mutated wolf pack on the other side had already started to stir.

Clearly, their actions had broken the standoff between the two and the wolf pack. The cold, panting breaths of the wild beasts overlapped in the passage, and the next moment, they swarmed forward.

Yan Huai's eyes were complicated, and his thoughts were a bit chaotic. So much so that he became impatient when facing this group of people who wanted to vent their anger on him.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Zhang Qiling's slightly stiff waist, then slung the Branding Blade behind his arm, and with a swift movement, he disappeared into the wolf pack, leaving behind only a bloody mess...

A few drops of blood splattered on Zhang Qiling's face. Yan Huai, feeling awkward and innocent, avoided the other's gaze and simply transformed into a dragon, enveloping Zhang Qiling within it. His body then rolled over Zhang Qiling through the passage like a large truck, without splashing a single drop of blood.

As for Zhang Qiling... he had never seen anything so outrageous... π_π

After a series of wobbly twists and turns, Zhang Qiling finally landed on solid ground. Although this place was much darker than the previous passage, having traveled underground for a long time, he could still see things up close, such as Yan Huai's enormous body. It seemed he had underestimated him before, thinking it was only a little bigger than a real person...

There was a slight breeze in the passage, and the smell of blood was strong.

Yan Huai instantly returned to human form after landing, his clothes intact. Apart from feeling a little reluctant, everything else was normal. He gently released Zhang Qiling's waist, and when he looked back at her face, his expression became indescribably embarrassed.

"Cough, cough..."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Qiling glanced at Yan Huai. Without even looking at his expression, he knew what Yan Huai was laughing at. So he raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face. He might have smudged it, but Yan Huai couldn't see it.

When Yan Huai was stared at by Zhang Qiling's emotionless eyes, he instantly lost his voice and only dared to purse his lips and steal glances.

The blood of these wolves seems a little different, with a very faint phoenix bloodline aura, and it's thicker than ordinary blood. So, Zhang Qiling's wiping method probably won't get it clean. Oh right, he seems to have towels in his space; he folded one up when he bought clothes.

Re-entering the space, Yan Huai rummaged through it, making the already disorganized items and money even more chaotic. Fortunately, the result was good. A corner of a towel was sticking out from under a pile of clothes, which he pulled out with a swift motion. The pile of clothes wobbled and eventually collapsed.

But Yan Huai couldn't care less; as he turned around, he kicked another bag...

Uh, isn't this getting a bit chaotic?

Yan Huai looked down at the bag that Zhang Qiling had carried in the underwater tomb and fell into deep thought.

Ugh, never mind, I'll deal with it when I get back!

Yan Huai quickly abandoned the idea, wet the towel, and left the space: "Use this to wipe."

Zhang Qiling stared at the object that Yan Huai had conjured up out of thin air once again, paused for a moment, then reached out and took it, silently wiping her face.

"This is the master's space, it has 100 cubic meters, from now on when he goes out..."

"Qi Yu," Zhang Qiling interrupted someone for the first time, and the feeling was inexplicably unpleasant, "You don't need to tell me everything."

"All right……"

Qi Yu Tuanba's body shrank a bit. It was just helpless with its owner, who was sometimes a bit clueless and carefree. In addition, it was really anxious when it saw the two of them in a relationship. But blindly helping out didn't seem to be suitable. At least, Zhang Qiling didn't seem to need that.

A warm, comforting touch suddenly came from the back of Zhang Qiling's hand. His fingertips trembled slightly, and his gaze met Yan Huai's. The latter had moved the towel to a clean spot, and the soft, pointed tip of the towel, following the force of the touch, landed on Zhang Qiling's lower eyelid, spreading a deepening crimson hue...

Their long, slender hands seemed to remain attached to each other, even though the bloodstains on their faces had clearly faded and been wiped clean.

The reason was simply that someone's attention, which was originally focused on wiping away the bloodstains, gradually shifted elsewhere.

Yan Huai stared blankly at Zhang Qiling's eyelashes. They were curled and thin, growing freely and naturally, but the thicker parts did not appear abrupt as if they had been highlighted. They transitioned to the sides in a calm manner.

Despite the faint shadows cast by Zhang Qiling's eyelashes, Yan Huai could still see Zhang Qiling's dark pupils clearly.

There was a tenderness hidden within, which only he could touch up close, but for some reason, Yan Huai only wanted to break this tenderness and add other colors to those pure black pupils.

So, with Zhang Qiling's ears burning and completely unprepared, Yan Huai suddenly did something thoughtless.

He blew a breath...

He blew a breath into Zhang Qiling's eyelashes and eyes!

Caught off guard, Zhang Qiling was hit squarely by the wind. He blinked rapidly twice and quickly retreated.

Qi Yu: (??? д ???) !!!