The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Pan Shu's body has not yet recovered.

The long journey made her face paler and more transparent.

He Qing felt that his heart was becoming more and more sore and painful.

This inexplicable strange emotion almost swallowed him up.

along the way.

He Qing's strategy value rose and fell, and finally stabilized at a value of 85.

Anything above 80 is considered a deep liking.

However, this is not enough.

"Are you tired?" He Qing glanced at her.

"Not tired."

He Qing was quiet for a few seconds and said warmly: "Drink the medicine and go to bed early. We have to go on the road tomorrow."

"I don't like taking medicine." Pan Shu looked up and looked directly into his eyes, "He Qing, this medicine is really hard to eat. I don't like it."

She really doesn't like taking this medicine.

She said it many times.

But He Qing rejected him every time.

——It’s good for her health.

This sentence knocked back Pan Shu's words lightly.

He Qing said forcefully: "Eating it will be good for your health. Be good and don't make me angry."

The light in the girl's eyes dimmed a bit.

The next day.

She seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness last night, and there was a soft smile on her face again.

"He Qing!"

He Qing listened to the girl's relaxed voice and raised the corners of his lips slightly. He turned around and saw a girl wearing a green-faced fang mask. She looked at him with a smile, wrinkled the tip of her nose and made a playful face.

"Ha, you must be scared!"

He Qing nodded indulgently, "Yeah."

He naturally took her hand and took out the money to buy the mask.

"What to eat?"

"Candied haws on ice...and candied chestnuts!"

He Qing listened carefully, "What else?"

"No."

"Ah."

After buying Panshu the candied haws and roasted chestnuts, He Qing held the little girl's hand and walked through the crowded streets. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the roadside.

The weather is also getting colder.

The sky is dark with dark clouds.

It seemed as if he was about to fall down the next moment.

It was overwhelming.

Even the scent of candied haws has faded a bit.

He Qing glanced sideways at the little girl. She seemed to be unaware of the danger and slowly ate her candied haws.

A soft smile of satisfaction appeared on his face.

He Qing curled his lower lip.

"Ahead is the deserted sea."

The thick green sea foaming with white foam looked like the ferocious eyes of some kind of beast, roaring as it crashed onto the shore, emitting an extremely eerie and brutal Jie Jie scream.

He Qing noticed the uneasiness of the little girl behind him.

He held her hand tightly and comforted her: "Don't be afraid."

"Are we still going forward?"

"Yeah." He Qing paused, "Keep going forward."

soon.

Half of his body was submerged in the deep, fishy green sea.

Pan Shu's thin body was crumbling.

"He Qing." She suddenly called his name softly.

He Qing responded softly.

"Is there anything important to you in this?" she asked.

"Ah."

As soon as they finished speaking, there was a "bang" in front of them, and a huge stone tablet slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

The stele is wrapped in damp, rotting moss.

There are several large characters engraved on it.

——Pathstone.

There is also a line of small characters engraved in golden light next to it.

Pan Shu read it out gently: "Those who want to enter the wilderness must use the blood of those who love themselves deeply and are willing to sacrifice. Only by using blood as a guide can they find the right path."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Did you already know this?"

He Qing did not deny it.

He tightly grasped Pan Shu's snow-white wrist and pulled her back, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart. "Let's go. This must be a lie. Let's go quickly... I'm freezing to death."

He was drenched.

At that moment, He Qing had countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

In the end, he didn't even dare to let her try.

"Clap."

It was as if nothing could be heard.

Only the sound of wet blood dripping into the deep sea was clear and specific.

He Qing's whole body suddenly stiffened.

He didn't even dare to look back.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

The overwhelming despair almost swallowed him whole.

My heart was so painful that it was hard to breathe.

"Since there is something important to He Qing in the wilderness... then go." She said in a very soft voice, even with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I love He Qing, and I happen to be willing."

"What would you have done if I hadn't come with you?"

Her voice was as soft and soft as ever.

He Qing pursed his lips tightly and looked down at her stiffly.

The life force in her body seemed to be irreversibly dissipating between heaven and earth.

The dazzling scarlet blood dyed the dark green stagnant water red.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He Qing looked at her in disbelief: "You..."

Pan Shu blinked slowly and pushed him, "Hurry up."

behind her.

Blood meanders.

It slowly became a bloody road.

The monster's ferocious cry in his ears became softer.

As if he had received nourishment, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

But He Qing didn't dare to move even half a step.

With red eyes, he hugged the girl tightly into his arms: "I...I won't go, let's go, let's go..."

The young man stubbornly tried to carry her to the shore.

The monster seemed to be angered, and its screams were so harsh that their eardrums were about to be pierced.

"Why... why are you still bleeding..." He Qing's voice trembled beyond words.

Pan Shu gently curled her lips: "It's useless, He Qing, go ahead... I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all, really..."

Her face turned pale with pain.

Frowning.

But she had to trick him into saying it didn't hurt at all.

He Qing held back the soreness in his eyes.

She shouted desperately: "I won't go in, I won't go in! Give her back her lost life... don't take away her blood anymore!"

However, to no avail.

The girl gently whispered in his ear: "He Qing... I'm so tired."

"But...I really love you..."

He Qing dazedly reached out and touched the warm liquid on his face.

The fingertips suddenly curled up as if they were burned.

He picked up the cold girl and walked on the bloody road to the depths of the desert sea.

Step by step, staggering and desperate.

With endless bitterness.

……

Desolate sea, water prison.

Lying in the water prison was an old and haggard woman, with the beauty and elegance of her youth vaguely visible in her eyebrows.

Her limbs were chained.

His expression was quite calm.

Until he saw the young man in green clothes covered in blood rushing in with no expression on his face, as terrifying as a hungry ghost in hell.

Just when his eyes touched the girl in his arms.

It becomes completely soft.

"Mother."

There was not much nostalgia in He Qing's tone.

Alienated and strange.

Xu Yun stared blankly at the handsome young man, "He'er...are you He'er?"

She glanced at the stunning girl in He Qing's arms again.

I vaguely understood something in my heart.

"She sent you in?" This was the first time Xu Yun saw He Qing in thousands of years. She pinched the corner of her skirt a little awkwardly, "Over the past thousands of years, there have been countless people who have been greedy for the treasures of the wilderness, but No one has ever... been able to get in."

"She really loves you."

Xu Yun sighed.

He Qing felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He would rather not have her love him...

He Qing covered the scarlet eyes, "How can I save her?"