After crossing, she was forced to become the first assistant

Chapter 122
This is a very long and spacious tunnel, without light, and even the air seems extremely congested.

Wei Xingzhi leaned against the wall, losing consciousness all over his body, his face became paler and paler, his head was resting on the wall, and his neck was stretched out.

She didn't forget that she couldn't come to such a windowless place.

"Know?" Wan Qiqian held Wei Xingzhi's hand. Her hand was not as cold as a human should have. He didn't say any more, just hugged her horizontally and ran towards the direction she came from.

However, the way to come has been blocked.

In the dim tunnel, Wan Chengqian's face almost merged with the darkness.

The tunnel in winter was already more humid and cold, he was fine, but Wei Xingzhi couldn't stay in such a sealed place for long.

"She... she, we have been tricked." The colder Wei Xingzhi's body became, the clearer his mind became.

The footprints in front of the Lenggong gate that day were not at all men's. The footprints were shallow in front and deep in the back, indicating that the gravity was behind. The man who dragged him just now was wearing a costume with sleeves and was less than 1.6 meters tall. He was petite and thin, but he was walking silent.

Can you walk silently in such a pair of shoes?

Danjiao in the troupe has practiced a kind of ghost step, walking as if in the clouds and smoke, and as fast as a shadow.

In addition to that person, his skills must be good.

The purpose of leading her and Wan Chengqian to this place is to kill them.

Otherwise, just now, she wouldn't have deliberately dragged her to make a noise and asked Wan Qiqian to follow, maybe her goal wasn't Wan Qiyou at all, but Wan Qiqian!
Wei Xingzhi rested his head on Wan Tuqian's shoulder, and said in distress, "Put me down, all the exits should be blocked."

Wan Chengqian took off his cloak and wrapped it around her body, "The person who dragged you away is a woman."

"That's right, it's Concubine Ling." Wei Xingzhi thought of Concubine Ling's body, which was less than 1.6 meters five when he was in the cold palace a few days ago...

Wan Tengqian frowned, "Concubine Ling doesn't know martial arts. Her mother's family has studied literature for generations. Although Concubine Ling is a bit domineering, she definitely doesn't know martial arts."

Wei Xingzhi closed his eyes half-closed, and his breathing gradually became exhausted, "Then, what about nobleman Dan?"

"Dangui is from Yangzhou, and there is no detailed record."

Wei Xingzhi pursed his lips, adjusted his sitting posture, and took a breath.

Just now, the singing voice was downright vocal, with skill but no charm, Ling Taifei... Ling Taifei's voice is hoarse and dull, when she moves, she is not like ordinary people. …

"Is it possible that the one who died was Grand Concubine Ling, not Lady Dan..."

After speaking, Wei Xingzhi covered her chest and coughed. When she coughed, the oxygen accumulated in her chest was quickly lost. She touched her throat and closed her eyes.

In this cold, damp and airtight tunnel, she suffered a soft tendon again, and her whole body was in a passive state.

"Ah, ahem..."

The feeling that day in the tunnel of Chuyaolou swept over her whole body again. She pinched her neck and couldn't breathe, so she started to convulse.

Wan Chengqian pressed her hand, "How long can you last?"

Wei Xingzhi shook his head, no idea, she didn't know.

"I can't breathe...ahem..."

Wan Chengqian's hand holding her wrist gradually tightened, and then he took a deep breath, bent down, and held the back of her head, trying to save his breath.

The cold lips seemed to still carry the bloody smell from that day, and Wan Chengqian's eyes moved.

"Well."

He took another breath and sent it into her chest, then patted her back lightly to soothe her convulsed body.

A wave of waves has risen again.

At the end of the tunnel, there seemed to be dense mollusks crawling.

Wan Qiqian's expression tightened, he wrapped Wei Xingzhi's body in a cloak, and stood up from the ground.

This kind of bad thing can still happen in his own territory, and now he is counting on Dongxue's elm bump to find out what's wrong and find it.

When he just came in, he passed a secret room dug out of the tunnel, maybe he could hide temporarily.

Wan Qiqian whispered in Wei Xingzhi's ear, "Maybe I will wrong you."

Wei Xingzhi leaned against Wan Qiqian's arms and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Wan Tengqian hugged Wei Xingzhi by the waist, and ran to the secret room in his impression at the fastest speed.

He opened the door with a palm, and Wan Chengqian entered the secret room after those snakes, insects and ants chased him.

The secret room was pitch black, Wan Qiqian stood at the door, put Wei Xingzhi down and held him in his arms, and took out the fire pocket from his arms.

The fire was lit up, and the secret room was small, but clean and unique.

Wan Chengqian carried Wei Xingzhi to the dressing table, lit the candle, and saw an old-fashioned theater troupe wardrobe in this small secret room, with many costumes on it, and a yellow pear wood one. Old bed, a dresser.

On the dressing table are jewelry for acting, most of which are the low-quality Diancui that often appear in front of their eyes.

Wan Chengqian touched the bed and checked that everything was fine before putting Wei Xingzhi on it.

Wei Xingzhi half-opened his eyes, his eyeballs rolled straight up, and his hands wrapped around Wan Tuqian's neck.

Wan Chengqian looked at Wei Xingzhi's pale face, and his bright red lips thought that he was turning purple due to lack of oxygen. He took another breath and passed it to Wei Xingzhi.

Moving to a place with bright light, Wei Xingzhi finally got better. She opened her eyes and looked at Wan Chengqian's enlarged face, with something on her lips.

She moved her lips, and it was obvious that Wan Chengqian's eyes dimmed.

Wan Chengqian raised his head and put his hands on both sides of her head, "I didn't take advantage of you, is it better now?"

Wei Xingzhi was silent for a moment, turned his face away slightly, "What's going on outside?"

Wan Qiqian stood up from the bed, went to the side of the bed, and rubbed Wei Xingzhi's numb hands, "It should be sprinkled with medicine to attract snakes and insects outside, only this secret room, the things inside are intact, there should be insect repellent, to create this People in the secret room should cherish this place very much."

Wei Xingzhi, "Help me up."

Wan Chengqian raised his brows slightly, wrapped his arms around her waist, and sat down in another position, letting her lean into his arms.

Wei Xingzhi looked around the room, "A lot of things are new, there is no dust on the table, I guess I should be right, Mr. Dan is not dead, it's Concubine Ling who died."

Wan Tengqian said, "She exchanged herself with Concubine Ling?"

Wei Xingzhi hummed, "Although her face is full of wrinkles, she doesn't look the same as when she was young, but she is an actress, so it's not a problem for her to draw herself a little bit older than Concubine Ling."

She raised her eyes slightly, just in time to see Wan Chengqian's chin, "Her goal is definitely not me, she should use me to lure you down, are you sure the Queen Mother has nothing against her?"

There is no festival, and the two sons are made like this.

I guess the queen mother will be next, right?

Mentioning the two sons, Wei Xingzhi's expression suddenly became heavy, "You'er, in the palace, I didn't find you, could he be hidden in this place too?"

Wan Tengqian tightened his arms around her, "You are prone to suffocation and convulsions in this kind of place, don't have too much emotional ups and downs, Yu'er is not lost, I will follow the plan and hide You'er."

(End of this chapter)