Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

When Qiu Bieyi and the others arrived, Wen Sheng had fainted again. The flame rune that was originally only on his neck had spread to his entire body. The boy cried out in pain in a daze. Gu Yuan sat by the bed and half-hugged him: "The spiritual attributes in his body are growing crazily."

Qiu Bieyi raised his hand to heal the man. He held Wen Sheng's wrist, and the golden healing power covered the boy's entire body.

Qiu Bieyi thought for a moment and said, "His abilities have mutated."

"Mutation?" Gu Yuan's face turned pale. Wen Sheng's body could barely bear one superpower. Wouldn't it be very dangerous if there was another one now?

“Sorry.” Wei Yang had just taken a step forward when his body was instantly covered with fire runes. His legs went limp and he was about to fall when Ling Jie held him up. This was a resonance of superpowers. “Ahem, it should be that my fire superpowers haven’t completely dissipated in his body yet. His superpowers are resonating with mine.”

The resonance of superpowers usually only occurs in superpowers with the same attributes, and usually only superpowers of the same color will resonate. Both of them have gold-attribute superpowers, but Wen Sheng is not a fire-attribute superpower!

"He has no other superpowers in his body." Qiu Bieyi shook his head and used his mental power to connect with Wen Sheng's mental power. "It should be a mutation. After Ayang's superpowers entered his spiritual world, it stimulated his spiritual core and mutated."

"But Wen Sheng's body can no longer accept new superpowers." Zhen Qing sat on the other side of the bed and released his blood to comfort him.

Gu Yuan looked at Wen Sheng's face. The young man interlocked his fingers with his and whispered, "His body can't bear it..."

Lan Yun pulled Mu Yao out and said, "Mu Yao and I will go to the pharmacy to see if there are any herbs that can help stabilize him. If it is a mutation, then his body needs more nutrition and some body-nourishing herbs."

Zhenqing took out the silver flower pill he had made earlier and handed it to Gu Yuan, "Feed it to him first, I'll go ask my uncle and the others." After saying that, he picked up the bracelet and went to the balcony to make a phone call.

“I’m sorry, I was…” Wei Yang’s supernatural resonance was still there, but before he could finish his words, his vision went dark and he passed out.

"Ayang!" Lingjie picked the person up and put him on the bed. He looked at Gu Yuan and Qiu Bieyi, raised his hand to feel the pulse and said, "Some supernatural resonances can directly disrupt a person's mental power. Ayi, what should we do?"

Qiu Bieyi gave Wei Yang a treatment: "He's fine, just feed him a Guling Pill and he'll be fine." Wei Yang's physical fitness was the best among them, so there was no need to worry about anything happening.

Gu Yuan took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Ling Jie: "Feed him this, this Guling Pill has silver flower grass added to it, it's better than the ordinary one."

There is no way there would be any problem with an ordinary spiritual connection. It’s not Wen Sheng’s fault as he has physical problems himself.

Gu Yuan wiped the cold sweat from Wen Sheng's forehead with a handkerchief and looked at Qiu Bieyi: "Ayi, does the fact that Ayang and Wen Sheng have a resonance of superpowers mean that Wen Sheng's second superpower after mutation will be a fire power?"

"It shouldn't be." Qiu Bieyi shook his head. "It's not like you can change your superpowers at will. It must be related to your first superpower. How can a psychic superpower's mutated superpower be an elemental superpower? But the one in ten thousand chance is not impossible..."

Ling Jie nodded: "My Devouring and Puppetry are one and the same. The puppet thread turned into a blue butterfly, and Devouring appeared on the blue butterfly. Wen Sheng's spiritual power is called Desire. I think the second power should also be related to the human body."

"Then why is there a resonance?" Mu Yao walked in first, followed by Lan Yun. The boy was holding a pink potion in his hand.

Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes, "I don't know either. This situation is too rare."

Lan Yun handed the potion in her hand to Gu Yuan: "This is a nutrient solution with body spirit grass added. Feed it to him first."

"Okay." Gu Yuan just took it and saw Lan Yun suddenly took out a blood collection needle, "A Yun???"

"Draw some blood for me to study." The young man looked at Gu Yuan seriously, picked up Wen Sheng's other arm, found a vein, and drew blood with a needle. Then he handed the routine blood test tube to Mu Yao and looked at Ling Jie: "Wei Yang's too."

Everyone's mouth twitched, "............"

Lan Yun, who had obtained the blood of the two people, took a look at it. The young man frowned and stared at the blood in the two test tubes, "Why is Wen Sheng's blood darker than Wei Yang's?"

Everyone: "Ah???"

Lan Yun held up the blood test tube for them to compare. "Look, Wen Sheng's blood is much darker than Wei Yang's. It's not blood red, but deep red."

An ordinary person's blood should be blood red, and then turn into deep red after drying, but Wen Sheng's blood turned directly deep red.

"Really?" Mu Yao looked carefully and shook her head: "There's no difference?"

"Let me see?" Zhenqing walked in and took the blood test tube for comparison: "Wen Sheng's blood is indeed much darker than Wei Yang's, and don't you feel the coldness coming from it?" He felt a chill as soon as he touched the blood test tube.

Everyone: “???” Why is it getting more and more outrageous?!

Zhenqing returned the test tube to Lan Yun and sighed: "I guessed what his second ability is."

"What?" a hoarse voice sounded.

Everyone immediately looked at Wen Sheng lying in Gu Yuan's arms. Qiu Bieyi raised his eyebrows and took back the healing power that had been on him: "Awake?"

"Yeah." Wen Sheng held Gu Yuan's hand tightly, slowly stood up, and leaned on his arms: "So what is my second ability?"

Zhenqing was actually praying in his heart. He didn’t want to guess correctly: “Wen Sheng, your second ability is dark attribute, right?”

This news came like a bolt from the blue to everyone.

The boy licked his lips, he was silent for a while and then laughed out loud, he was almost dying.

Elemental powers are divided into gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, light, ice, darkness and thunder.

There is only one human with special abilities, his name is Ren Fei, he is about the same age as Zhenqing and the others, and he is a sickly person.

Among the deceased gods, only Zhai Yu had the dark attribute, his fourth uncle. This ability was very special, the most top-level and rarest of the four top elemental abilities. The number of people with dark attributes in the entire Qinghe could be counted on one's fingers.

The dark attribute ability requires a very healthy person as a carrier, but Wen Sheng is not healthy. His body is seriously overloaded, second only to Qiu Bieyi, and of course now surpasses Qiu Bieyi.

You can understand the dark attribute power as a black hole, which is a gathering of dark matter. Every time you use this power, you consume your lifespan. The price of being powerful is losing your life bit by bit.

Of course, where is the power of being the top elemental power?

In this way, it would be easy for him to destroy the world after reaching the ninth level. Of course, he himself would also be destroyed instantly. To put it bluntly, they would perish together.

Wen Sheng's body cannot bear this power. Because of the existence of the power of "desire", Wen Sheng's body is already in poor condition. Now with this dark attribute power, he will definitely die. He will not live long.

"No." Gu Yuan's eyes turned red. He knew Wen Sheng's physical condition better than anyone else. The young man cried, holding Wen Sheng's hand, and asked expectantly, "It's definitely not, Wen Sheng, tell me, it's not right?"

Wen Sheng stood up and held Gu Yuan's face. The young man kissed the corner of Gu Yuan's eyes with tears in his eyes and choked up, "I'm sorry, A Yuan, the bet can't be fulfilled."

Gu Yuan was stunned there, her heart was hit hard, tears burst out like a dam breaking, "You promised me, didn't you say you wouldn't cheat?"

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The night before the third assessment competition five years ago.

The thirteen-year-old Wen Sheng stopped the twelve-year-old Gu Yuan, and the young boy held Gu Yuan's hand with a playful smile: "If we meet tomorrow, how about we make a bet?"

"Then you will lose." Little Gu Yuan sneered: "If you dare to ask, then I will certainly agree. Tell me, what is the bet?"

Wen Sheng stroked his chin and said, "If I win, you will take care of me, a sickly child, for the rest of my life. If I lose, I will take care of you, a spoiled young master, for the rest of my life."

"How about it?"

Gu Yuan stared at him with a half-smile, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Wen Sheng took out a fan with a smile, "I found this fan on the black market some time ago. I think it suits you very well."

Gu Yuan took it and looked at it. The fan ribs were white with golden peacock feathers carved on them. The fan surface was painted with a landscape painting. There was also a pendant, which was a wooden sculpture of a small black panther. "It's pretty nice."

"I promise you." Gu Yuan spun the new fan and said, "If you lose, you have to take care of me for the rest of my life. Life is long, so don't cheat."

Wen Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Unless I die."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Yuan hit him.

Wen Sheng smiled lightly, "Okay, I won't say anything nonsense."