Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

The person on the back was dying, with blood all over his body, soaking his thin outer robe, and a faint breath blew in his ears.

Qi Sui's whole heart was shaking as he moved forward step by step.

"He Yi, He Yi..."

"Don't sleep, do you hear me? Your master will save you, he will save you! Don't you still want to catch monsters? You haven't even caught the second monster now, you can't die..."

"Also, you are so heavy! Can you eat less in the future? I can't carry you anymore!"

As he spoke, the young man's voice suddenly became choked.

The tears in the corners of his eyes fell down like broken threads, pattering along the curve of his chin.

His brain was in confusion, and even though all the muscles and bones in his body were weak, he moved forward tirelessly like a programmed machine.

One step at a time, one step after another.

It seems like just a little further, a little further, a little further away.

Leaving the black mist and leaving Liuxiang Town, He Yi's injuries can be healed, and they can return to before tonight.

"He Yi, did you hear me? He Yi..."

"Did you hear that?"

Qi Sui's voice trembled, and he suddenly stepped on a stone.

Qi Sui was unsuspecting, his body tilted, and everyone with him fell to the side.

"Uh!" The two of them groaned at the same time.

Qi Sui's eyes blurred for a moment. His chest was violently hit and his diaphragm was shaken. He tilted his head and vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the hair on the back of his head was dyed bright red from white.

The thick blood blurred the young man's vision, and the bright green of the grass was split into colors he didn't recognize.

"He Yi, He Yi..."

Qi Sui subconsciously looked in a certain direction, hurriedly picked up the boy who fell to the ground, and dragged him to lean against a big tree behind him.

He looked at the other person's body with distress, with cuts on his clothes and large and small wounds.

The blood and flesh are dripping with blood, revealing the scariest side.

The young man's heart was trembling violently, his eyes were sore, and everything in front of him was blurred by tears. He could hardly see the person opposite him clearly.

He just covered his mouth to block the sweetness flowing out, but the cry escaped from his fingers.

"He Yi, I'm sorry...I didn't know things would turn out like this..."

He never thought that demons would appear in this world, let alone that Liuxiang Town would become a ruin, and that He Yi would become what he is now...

What if, what if he dies...

"Qisui..."

As if sensing his confusion, He Yi moved his fingers with difficulty, touched the young man's face tremblingly, and wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips.

"You look ugly when you cry. Don't cry."

"..."

Qi Sui's heart suffocated, and he felt even worse somewhere.

He Yi's smile was bleak, and he frowned because of the pain that could not be ignored in his body. He was so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

His voice was dry and he said, "Why are you crying? I won't die."

"Crying so much, do you want me to die early so that I can escape? Impossible."

"Qisui, I have seen through you a long time ago."

Qi Sui: "..."

The tears stopped instantly, and I was so choked that I couldn't even shed a single tear.

He Yi leaned against the tree trunk, ran his fingers down the boy's cheek, and held his hand. The smile he forced on was not pretty.

"Don't worry about me, I am the number one disciple of the Hengyang Sect. Although I can't defeat that...that thing, I won't lose my life."

"It was just a bruise on my flesh, not my heart."

"Believe me, I'm very powerful. If I weren't powerful, how could I catch you every time you try to escape?"

He Yi kept talking, and the more he talked, the tighter he held his hand.

Qisui listened, and his eyes seemed to be wet again.

It was as if he had been immersed in an ice pool, and the blood all over his body was frozen. He didn't want the other party to see his embarrassment, so he leaned over and hugged him.

"He Yi..."

He Yi looked slightly startled, and the hand that was hanging on one side slowly stretched out, pressed against the young man's back, and then tremblingly touched the back of his neck.

Hot tears fell down the boy's cheeks and into his collar.

After going down, it was cold for a moment.

Qi Sui hugged him very tightly, her choked cries lingering in her ears, calling his name over and over again, "He Yi, He Yi, He Yi..."

He Yi's lips moved, and he subconsciously wanted to say, "Stop crying, you're really ugly when you cry."

But he held it in his mouth for a moment and then swallowed it.

Silently lowering their heads, they drew the distance between each other closer, closer.

It was slightly cool in the night on the branches of the moon, and the leaves of the sycamore tree were falling gracefully. Three or two leaves fell on the young man's head, and six or seven leaves fell on the sides of the two of them.

"He Yi, they are dead... everyone in Liuxiang Town is dead... they obviously didn't have to die... was it me, was it me who harmed them?"

The boy's cry was deafening, like a knife thrust into his heart.

It doesn't shed even a drop of blood, it's a soft knife.

He Yi lowered his eyes, his eyes dim and unclear, and his voice was as calm as a pebble stirred up on the lake surface.

"Life is determined, but destiny is not. This is not your fault."

"There is a cause and effect for their life and death, so don't force it."

"and--"

"What about you? Have you ever thought about yourself? Do you know who you are?"

The boy's cries weakened in his ears, but they were still intermittent, leaving light and shallow scars on his heart.

"I am, I am...Qisui." He said.

He is Qisui, the supreme god who was worshiped by thousands of people thousands of years ago.

He was born in response to the sky, and was born as a natural god where the auras of heaven and earth converged. His spiritual roots were pure, and he was destined for catastrophe and mission in this life.

"They, they said I was...a demon."

"They, they also said that I betrayed the God Realm. I promised to protect it to the death, but in the end I turned it upside down... I am the eternal sinner of the God Realm."

"It's not my fault that I fell into a demon. I'm not at fault."

"They betrayed me first, I know. But I don't know what to do... what should I do..."

At the beginning, he was lonely and brave, thinking that the common people had nothing to do with him, and he only wanted freedom.

I never thought that everything in life would be related to him.

Qi Sui is confident, free and proud. He is wild and untamable and never believes in fate. He believes that as long as he wants to do something, no one can stop him.

But later, his divinity began.

Because of the death of "Little Fish", he came up with the idea of ​​​​protecting the common people, believing that the common people have love and gods should have mercy.

Qisui told himself.

All living beings suffer. As a god, he is above all living beings. He was born with the mission of saving all living beings on his shoulders.

He has responsibilities, responsibilities, love and dislike. He is decisive and decisive, but also hesitant, carrying the goodness and thoughts of the world.

When Qi Sui was eight hundred years old, he entered the military camp and trained himself day after day. He spent thousands of years and used his pride and countless blood to push himself to the top.

——He is hailed as the "God of War" by the common people.

——They said that the Lord God of War works for the good of the world and is their lucky star. They can't do it without him.

——They respected him, respected him, and were grateful to him.

——They worship in temples, and the world is full of incense.

At that time, Qi Sui proudly thought that he could do anything, and even if he couldn't, he would be able to do it. He would not allow himself to fail.

He later felt that he was protecting not only the common people, but also his own faith.

——That deep-rooted belief that has been accumulated for thousands of years.