The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Yu Huai was still in a coma, but fortunately, he was taking the medicine day by day and the ointment was changed again and again, so his breathing was somewhat stable.

The only wooden mattress in the room was covered with several layers of bedding, which provided a comfortable place for Yu Huai to rest on so that his wounds would not be hurt by the hard wooden board.

On the bamboo couch, You Mu sat cross-legged and breathed in and out, with a layer of light demonic energy surrounding his body. There was a poisonous scorpion with its tail curled up, lying on a corner of You Mu's black robe.

When all the purple air around him was gathered, You Mu opened his eyes, exhaled, and reached out to touch the scorpion's tail. The scorpion lowered its head and obediently touched the fingertips of its new master with its head.

"Good boy." Sometimes animals are more sensitive and sensible than humans. You Mu was very satisfied with the scorpion's reaction. He tapped its dark head and waved his hand to put it back into his sleeve.

After refining the magic elixir from the dead demon cultivator, he also replaced the other party as the new master of the poisonous insect.

[Yu Huai seems to be waking up]

As soon as Tiandao finished speaking, there was a faint movement in the room. You Mu turned around to investigate, lifted his robe and walked down the bamboo couch, then stood up and walked into the inner room...

My body aches, as if I've fallen into an icy cave, cold to the bone.

The pain of his soul being torn apart and pulled to pieces stimulated his nerves sharply, and Yu Huai felt as if he was in hell.

I don’t know how long it took, but the pain subsided a little along with the vibration of the eardrum, and my body’s perception gradually became clearer in the numbness.

There was some warmth on the forehead, which gently slid down to the ears.

This gentle touch made Yu Huai feel a little dazed. He knew he was dead, but why could a dead person still feel touch...

He was clearly annihilated by the formation set up by Yu Zhao and a group of cultivators, so how could he survive...

Yu Zhao, how could he possibly survive...

Yu Zhao...

The hatred in his heart was surging and restless. All the assassinations and pains in his memories were irritating Yu Huai's nerves, leaving only hatred in his mind!

"woke up?"

The voice that suddenly appeared in his ear, the casual tone accompanied by the cool and gentle feeling on his forehead, interrupted Yu Huai's accumulation of hatred.

He was stunned for a long time. The sound was like an auditory hallucination when he was on the verge of death. But in the silence and darkness, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat, which was beating slowly but strongly.

"Puff... puff..."

The heartbeat is still there, is he... still alive?

He was shocked and doubtful, and quickly tried to test the reality of being alive from his painful body. He also anxiously organized his thoughts and guessed all the possibilities.

The Dantian was empty and could not convey any trace of demonic energy. Yu Huai was unable to sense the origin of the voice.

Just as he was thinking about how to continue the test under the current circumstances, his hair was gently combed and the man seemed to be very close to him, so close that he could smell something else from his nose that was filled with the smell of blood.

“…Who…is…?” Yu Huai forced himself to open his mouth and try to speak, but found that he could not make a sound.

He struggled to move his vocal cords, uttering two words hoarsely and slowly. The sound was like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing against each other, dry as a barren desert that has not rained for years.

He couldn't see anything, his vision was blurry and dark. He couldn't move, his limbs were in so much pain that his nerves were numb. Yu Huai used up all his energy just by tilting his head slightly.

A few sips of warm water flowed into the slightly opened lips, moistening the dry throat.

Yu Huai felt much better. The noisy sound in his eardrums also dissipated a little, and his hearing gradually became clearer.

"Drink some water." You Mu scooped some warm water with a spoon and dripped it into the other person's mouth.

“…Who…are you?” With the lubrication of warm water, when Yu Huai spoke again, although he was still very hoarse, at least the pain in his throat was much relieved.

He asked, trying to get some useful clues.

You Mu put down the pottery bowl, his eyes moved down to Yu Huai's trembling arm, which seemed to want to be raised. He stretched out his hand, slowed down the movement, and grasped it to stop the other party's action.

"do not move"

"...Who...are you?" Yu Huai felt powerless all over and was stopped. He couldn't even break free from the light force. He didn't try to move his body anymore and asked stubbornly.

“You don’t need to know”

You Mu did not answer. He put down the pottery bowl and told Yu Huai not to move, then turned and walked out.

Yu Huai couldn't move, only his fingers could tremble slightly.

He wanted to know where he was at the moment, but he couldn't tell clearly in the pitch-black environment.

The medicine jar outside the room was bubbling with water, and the steam made the lid of the jar shake continuously.

You Mu held onto his wide cuffs and took the teapot containing boiling medicine off the stove with one hand.

There was silence in the room. After Yu Huai confirmed that he was still alive, he became alert to everything around him.

His first reaction to the person who suddenly rescued him and the unfamiliar environment was that it was another trap.

Who is this person? Why did he save him? Or... is this Yu Zhao's new trick to torture him?

You Mureng prepared the medicine and came in, holding the bowl and feeding it to him spoonful by spoonful. Yu Huai was very quiet, and apart from the question about his identity just now, he did not ask anything else.

Lying on the wooden bed and drinking the medicine, the injured person was very cooperative. He opened his mouth and swallowed it when the spoon was placed to his lips.

It is more convenient to feed medicine while the patient is awake, as there is no need to worry about the medicine not being able to be poured in. Yu Huai drank the bowl of extremely bitter medicine without saying a word or showing any expression.

You Mu picked up a wild fruit from the mountains and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

The sweet fruity taste diluted the sour and bitter taste of some herbs, but the taste of medicine was still full in the mouth.

Ever since being framed, Yu Huai has become accustomed to suffering. Compared with those poisonous insects containing sticky pulp and bitter bile, these herbs are nothing.

But the slight sweetness that seeped into his mouth as the fruit flesh broke through the skin made Yu Huai dazed for a long time.

……Sweet.

It has been a long time since he tasted sweetness... This taste made him feel like he was in another world.

"Go to sleep." A wisp of demonic energy emanated from You Mu's hand and attached to Yu Huai's eyes.

The injured person lying on the bed gradually calmed down and fell asleep.

As the sky gradually darkened, You Mu turned off the light, wiped Yu Huai's face and neck with a hot towel, tucked the quilt in for him, and returned to the couch to rest.

The night is lonely, with no wind and no moon.

The room was quiet. Yu Huai, who was lying on the bed, moved his fingertips. After carefully confirming that there was no movement in the room, he relaxed his vigilance and paid some attention to checking his current situation.

His vision once again fell into a long darkness, his tendons and veins were blocked, his dantian was empty, and he became a useless person again.

The mental method collected from the Demon Palace is still engraved in the memory deep in his mind. Yu Huai silently recited the mental method, endured the pain in his tendons and veins, and began to absorb the meager spiritual energy in the air.

There is no construction without destruction. This is not the first time that he has become a disabled person, and he has also experienced even more painful bone-crushing.

Although this method is extremely risky, he is already at the lowest point and nothing can get worse.

It's a little bit of pain, just get through it.

Whether you live or die, you will know after trying.

He bit his lower lip so hard that the skin broke and blood came out, but he didn't relax and a sound escaped.

Cold sweat broke out on Yu Huai's forehead, but he silently endured the long process of having his tendons and veins broken down and reassembled as his mental method circulated.

While feeling the pain, he was still thinking about his next strategy.

Although he was not clear about the reasons why he escaped from the formation and was rescued, he was also not sure whether the nameless person was an enemy.

But Yu Huai was glad that he was still alive.

As long as he is alive and has a breath left, he will not give up.

He will definitely take revenge!