The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

Lin Yuan's sacred body has been cultivated to perfection, and the blood has returned to its original nature, revealing a deep red color.

The wound on the arm was cut deeply by him, and the blood trickled down, dripping into the girl's lips.

He clenched his hands tightly, making joint collision sounds, almost crushing the bones of his hands.

But he couldn't feel the pain, but in his heart, the pain was almost suffocating.

He once swore that no matter what happened again, he would not allow himself to shed a single tear.

But now holding this body that is constantly passing away, some tears overflowed from his eyes uncontrollably.

He has seen countless lives die, and his hands have been stained with countless blood, and the souls of the dead are countless.

In the face of life and death, he could no longer have any fluctuations and emotions in his heart.

But now feeling the passing of the girl in his arms, he felt for the first time that death was such a cruel and heartbreaking thing.

Blood flowed on Lin Yuan's arm, and dripped continuously into the girl's lips.

Every drop of emperor's blood contains endless spiritual power and life essence, which is extremely difficult to condense and extremely precious.

But Lin Yuan felt that the blood was dripping too slowly, so he grabbed and squeezed his arm with his other hand.

The nails are deeply buried in the flesh and blood due to the huge force, it is painful to watch.

He didn't know whether this drop of emperor's blood could save the life of this celestial girl, so he could only make such a weak attempt.

But if she can be rescued, a little pain is nothing, and the rare emperor's blood is nothing.

Whenever he thinks of sealing his heart and giving up his thoughts, she does her best for him to continue to live.

And even when you don't hesitate to overdraw your life, it's like being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Lin Yuan kept the same posture as if petrified, and squeezed blood into the girl's mouth.

But his holy body was complete and his physique was extraordinary, and the wound cut by the spirit light healed quickly.

He swung another spirit light, and once again drew a deep bone wound on his arm.

But at the same time that the blood was dripping down, he saw that the corner of the girl's mouth was also slowly overflowing with blood.

It is absolutely impossible for her unconscious to swallow the emperor's blood that contains endless vitality.

Lin Yuan bit the wound he had cut, sucking the blood with all his strength.

Just after taking a full breath, the wound healed again.

He bent down and gently parted the girl's lips with his hands.

That movement was as gentle as if touching a work of art made of ice, for fear of breaking it.

Lin Yuan lowered his head, gently placed his mouth on the girl's pale lips, and carefully poured the emperor's blood into the girl's mouth little by little, letting the blood flow into her body.

After doing this, he drew another shocking scar on his arm.

Then he immediately bit his mouth on the wound, sucking the overflowing blood.

He sucked until the wound healed, sucked until he couldn't suck any more, for fear of wasting a drop of blood, he was willing to stop, and poured another mouthful of blood for the girl.

Lin Yuan kept repeating this process.

Three ways, four ways, five ways...eight ways, ten ways...

Injured by his own emperor spirit, he suffered the same pain as ordinary people.

There were several wounds on the right arm, and the pain made Lin Yuan's entire arm almost numb.

But he didn't stop. Instead, he mutilated himself faster and faster, leaving more and more wounds on his arms.

Because he felt the faint pulse of revival in the girl's chest.

The girl's existence was so special that Lin Yuan didn't know how to save her who had lost her life.

But since his blood now has the ability to give her a new life, there's no need to be stingy and hesitant.

He has lost too much to lose her.

If the right arm is already numb, switch to the left arm.

The warm blood carried endless vitality, flowing through the girl's body like an inextinguishable fire, dispelling the chill brought by death.

Her heartbeat became more and more obvious, and her body felt warm.

That faint pulsation reached the same frequency as the pulsation of the demon emperor's heart in Lin Yuan's body.

The emperor's blood flowed in the two people's bodies, realizing the true sharing of life and death, the two being one.

Almost half of the blood in the body was transferred to the girl. Such an acute and massive blood loss gave Lin Yuan a severe dizziness in his brain, making him drowsy.

But his heart was full of hope.

He has never been so grateful to the merciless God in his life.

But Lin Yuan is not an omnipotent god after all.

Just when he was about to make a new wound on his left arm, his brain suddenly became dizzy after losing too much blood, and his consciousness became blank and trance.

The sharp spirit light brushed against the arm, but failed to scratch the arm.

Endless dizziness followed like a tide, and Lin Yuan's will reached its limit.

He finally couldn't resist the growing exhaustion, went into shock, and fell down on the cold coffin floor.

The body is extremely heavy and exhausted, as if being overwhelmed by a mountain.

In his hazy consciousness, Lin Yuan felt something pulling him in front of him.

Like hands, pulling on his shirt, trying to wake him up.

Zhe Zi Mi circulated in the deepest part of the sea of ​​hearts, and streams of life energy that came from nowhere seemed to trickle, flowing in Lin Yuan's body, continuously rushing towards the wound.

Dazed, he suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

Everything around seemed to disappear.

Because at this moment, Lin Yuan met a pair of dazzling eyes that were more crystal clear than any jewelry and glass, and more perfect and brighter than the moon in the starry sky.

In his life, he has seen many women who can overwhelm the country and city, and can make everyone astonished to the point of losing their souls.

The gentleness and sweetness of Clouds and Moonless, the nobility and elegance of Qin Zhimu, and the ethereal and pure heart of Lingxier.

There are the enchanting and charming of neon clothes, the icy clarity of colored glaze, and the glamorous beauty of thousands of spirits.

But I have never seen anyone who can have such a pair of blue eyes that can make people fall into it in an instant.

Such as the deep blue sea, the blue sky, the deep and magnificent beyond imagination and cognition.

The most perfect embellishment was added to that equally perfect cheek.

Looking at these eyes, Lin Yuan, who was extremely weak, showed a comfortable smile.

The girl woke up, her mouth was stained with blood, and she was lying quietly in his arms.

The eyes in the blue eyes are clear and crystal clear, blurred and distressed, I don't know how long I have been looking at him like this.

"Lin Yuan, thank you."

The girl hugged Lin Yuan tightly. Although her voice still sounded soft, it was completely gone from the lifeless feeling of weakness before.

Although the slightly immature and petite face was as white as ice sculptures, it was almost not as pale as before.

Flawless beauty, like a dream.

She got a new life.

Of course she knew what this new life was bought for.

Even if she didn't see the shocking scars all over Lin Yuan's arms, she could still feel the emperor's blood bubbling in her body.

She could feel the inextricable connection between herself and Lin Yuan through the evil king's blood.

This is the strength of the Evil Resisting King's Blood.

Even a drop of blood can communicate with the owner's mind, and cannot go against his will.

"You and I will live and die together, regardless of each other, so you don't need to thank you at all."

Lin Yuan responded softly.

"That's what I said to you... Thank you for all these years."

Although his brain was still dull and his body was tired, he wanted to just close his eyes and fall asleep.

Accompanying her for many years, when he watched the girl's life disappear before his eyes, he felt endless pain and regret in his heart.

Only when you lose, you will know how to cherish and regret in the end.

Now that she has been revived, there is only a rare joy in his heart, supporting the gradual recovery of consciousness.

Even if he is now trapped in the copper coffin, there is little hope of escape.

"Just now, I seemed to have a dream, a very long, very ancient, and very strange dream."

The girl lay her head on Lin Yuan's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and slowly described.

"In the dream, it was an extremely desolate and empty world. The land was cold and dry, lifeless, and there was no way out of depression."

"Darkness, gloom, and the rain of dark red blood connects the sky and the earth, and there are creatures screaming, struggling, and tearing in my ears. All kinds of sounds return to nowhere."

Her voice was trembling, as if she had experienced those scenes in her dream.

"The darkness is getting stronger and stronger, and the vitality is getting more and more dead. I want to escape but I can't move my body. Suddenly, you appear in front of me."

"You brought the light, blocked those unknown things, called me, and brought me, who was dying, into the long river of time and space."

Every time the girl utters a word, a tear will flow.

"You bruised yourself all over, sent blood into my body, sprinkled the emperor's blood all over the long river, sent me away, and then disappeared."

She stretched out her palm, and lightly brushed the shocking wounds on Lin Yuan's arm with her tender fingers, her crying voice trembling.

"Death is far away, and I have the strength to open my eyes again. When I woke up from the dream, I found that you were unconscious and your arms were full of wounds."

"Does it hurt?"

The girl turned her body and looked at the wounds that Lin Yuan had cut for her, her eyes trembled, and she murmured softly.

"It must be very painful..."

"No matter how serious the injury is, I have suffered it before." Lin Yuan smiled and shook his head: "It's just a little bloodshed. With my physique, I will soon..."

But Lin Yuan's words were still on his lips, and his body became stiff like an electric shock.

Because the girl didn't say anything, she lowered her head and leaned on his arm.

Stretching out the small tongue, the movement was very gentle and careful, licking the wounds that were still oozing blood for him.

Fragments of Fragrant Jinyu Liquid caressed the wound, leaving behind a glittering brilliance of the heavenly spirit.

A different kind of tactile sensation that cannot be described in words came from the arm, which ruthlessly pulled the nerves in Lin Yuan's whole body.

"Ling'er, you..." He softly called out the name he had given the girl, trying to make her stop.

"It's a quicker recovery and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Lin Ling raised her head and showed a lovely smile to Lin Yuan.

She continued to lower her head, licking the wound for him, licking away the blood, leaving behind a little white brilliance.

Under her licking, those wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After leaving her mark inch by inch on Lin Yuan's arm, Lin Ling, who was exhausted, stopped and lay back on his chest.

Although the emperor's blood pulled her back from the brink of death, she still hadn't recovered much strength.

Lin Yuan hugged Lin Ling's soft body and let her lazily lean against his chest.

He supported the green and rusty copper wall beside him, straightened his upper body, and closed his eyes to perceive it intently.

The spatial position of the copper coffin is changing.

The aura of heavenly spirit suppressing Jiulong dissipated, and Jiulong pulled the coffin and set sail again.

Then Lin Yuan covered the copper wall with his hands, and his spiritual power came out through the wall, and he began to inspect the outside world.

Chapter 119 The world is all white, only I am black