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

Chapter 103 Another Space

"..."

Zhang Qiling's gaze, which had been cold and deep, suddenly stopped when he saw the Buddhist prayer beads on the "blood corpse's" scarlet, withered wrist. He was about to slash the blade towards his palm when he saw the prayer beads.

Yan Huai?

Zhang Qiling murmured unconsciously, but what answered him was a terrifying growl in his ear and arms tightening around his waist...

It really is Yan Huai! What is he doing here? And why has he become... like this?

Zhang Qiling turned to the side and glanced at Yan Huai, who had become a blood corpse in his eyes, with a complicated look in his eyes. He couldn't accept it at all!

Yan Huai also noticed Zhang Qiling's strange gaze. He pursed his lips and tightened his arms around her in the current position. Zhang Qiling was held under his armpits and around his waist. A familiar memory suddenly flooded into his mind, and he found it amusing.

But the tentacles that came rushing towards them seemed unwilling to leave any room for further memories...

The moment Zhang Qiling stopped attacking Yan Huai, the tentacles in his sea of ​​consciousness launched an even more ferocious offensive.

This was noticed by the two people who were dodging. Yan Huai, who knew the situation, thought it was expected, but Zhang Qiling's expression gradually became serious. After regaining consciousness, he had been trapped in this strange and unfamiliar place, including the time when he fainted before entering the Xisha underwater tomb.

This time he was mentally prepared, but even so, the things here still made him wary, even though they wouldn't harm or affect him, and he could even move around freely here...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiling reached out and patted Yan Huai's arm: "Come with me."

Yan Huai glanced down at Zhang Qiling. Although he looked puzzled, he still let go of his arm. After turning around and slashing down another wave of tentacles, he then followed Zhang Qiling.

The two figures flashed through Yan Huai's mind almost instantly, but by the time Yan Huai followed Zhang Qiling to the destination the latter instinctively wanted to get to, half an hour had already passed.

"Front."

Yan Huai followed Zhang Qiling's gaze and saw a white halo faintly trembling in the dim sea of ​​consciousness ahead. It looked somewhat familiar...

“There’s another space there.” Zhang Qiling’s words made Yan Huai understand, and the two quickened their pace to get there.

But just as the two were only a few steps away from that so-called space, the golden tentacles suddenly twisted and sprang out wildly, instantly wrapping the isolated space tightly...

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling frowned, which was rare for him, but this also proved that his intuition and direction were correct.

"I'll go buy you some time."

These tentacles couldn't harm Zhang Qiling, so it was correct to let him buy time and let Yan Huai find a way to break through the space ahead, but the latter didn't let him.

"Need not."

Yan Huai only replied subconsciously, but seeing Zhang Qiling turn around without hesitation, he realized that his words had no meaning to Zhang Qiling, so he directly pulled the latter into his arms.

“?” Zhang Qiling’s body stiffened and his gaze went blank—what would it feel like to be held in the arms of someone who looked like Yan Huai but resembled a blood corpse?

Zhang Qiling's right to speak was replaced by silence. He couldn't say anything because this matter was something he couldn't get over both physically and mentally, so he absolutely couldn't let Yan Huai know!

The person in his arms was struggling with an internal conflict, but Yan Huai was completely unaware of it.

A pair of golden vertical pupils began to appear and disappear in the gray haze. Yan Huai needed to draw a certain amount of spiritual power from the entity outside the sea of ​​consciousness in order to support the spiritual body to temporarily transform into a dragon body and enter the space in front of him.

It didn't take long; at least until Zhang Qiling was about to wield his sword and strike, the icy-cold dragon body wrapped around him.

Hmm, much more comfortable... Compared to the blood corpse, Zhang Qiling adapted to Yan Huai in this form much better.