Bodhi

Li Yuan's eyes seemed to be ignited with two dark fires: "...What did you say?"

"Stubborn and suspicious Your Majesty..." Feng Beilie's throat was wheezing, and he opened his eyes wide while laughing, "You only trust your own judgment... right? If I tell you now... Was your judgment wrong?"

Li Yuan opened his mouth, the sea of ​​consciousness flooded with dry cracking pain, his headache was about to split, and at that moment he clenched the hilt of Kunwuque's knife: "Impossible."

He categorically denied it, and the speed of his refusal was so fast that it was hard to tell whether it was because he had enough confidence, or because he was subconsciously avoiding something.

Feng Beilie saw what he was trying to avoid.

"Don't deceive yourself, Ying Long... Do you think that you will be able to recognize him as a reincarnated person just because you have formed a red line with him for a hundred generations, and you will be able to recognize him after reincarnation?" Feng Beilie opened his lips and looked at him maliciously. The gaps are filled with blood, "Have you forgotten...the brand that my king carved on him before he died?"

"That is my king's last will. Even if he is recast in the reincarnation, it cannot be wiped away... With this covered on him, let alone a mere red thread, you will pour all the blood in your body Give it to him...you...can't recognize him..."

Li Yuan wakes up like a dream, and all the previously blurred orifices are like torn thin paper, revealing a soul-stirring light, his soul is shattered, his heart hurts, and he spurts out a mouthful of blood in an instant!

Chiyou!It turned out to be so——

He wanted to roar out, but the stagnant hot blood flowed up his throat one step ahead of him, and burst out together with the broken syllable, which made his teeth cluck and tremble.

The dragon's blood was as hot as magma. Feng Beilie looked at his terrified eyes, and his face turned pale to the extreme. How painful it is, he hissed and laughed wildly: "Regret now? Feel distressed now? You deserve it! You deserve it, Ying Long!"

"At that time you lost your mind, he was the one who gave you the heart and soul, and you thought he loved your identity and status, and took advantage of his weakness to humiliate him in every possible way..." Feng Beilie laughed tremblingly, staring at Li Yuan, "I seem to remember...you stabbed him, didn't you?"

The defeat of a thousand years ago, the giant whose body was torn apart by the wild dragon, the Jiuli tribe was torn apart, left their homes and homes, and the mournful cries of women and children bumped and swayed all the way...

The poisonous snake hid its fangs of revenge deeply, waited and waited in the dark corner, planned year after year, and finally today, it got the victory it wanted.

Li Yuan was burned internally, and every bone in his body was trembling and convulsing. He had been dreaming continuously since Su Xuechan left. He is too confident in the bond between himself and Bodhi, even though he is half-believing, he still does not want to be sure that Su Xuechan is the person he has been waiting for.

But he never thought...he never thought...

Li Yuan's mind went blank, Feng Beilie wanted to say something more, but the eternal cold suddenly burst out from the Kunwu sparrow, Li Yuan let out a wild roar, and the Kunwu sparrow suddenly pulled out and slashed down!

Feng Beilie's pupils shrank, and he was instantly cut into two pieces of flesh that were suddenly separated by the knife. He heard the sound of "crash", and his remnant body turned into a transparent rain, along the intersection of grass blades and blades. Flow everywhere.

Fenghuang, who had been silent all the time, watched silently from the sidelines, said: "It's the incarnation of Rain Master...he escaped."

Li Yuan turned a deaf ear to it, and as soon as he yelled, a lot of hot red blood gushed intermittently from his thinned lips, and he had to hold his breath to suppress it.Panting weakly, he slowly staggered a few steps forward, tripped over something, and half-kneeled on the ground with a stagger.

—— "I like you, do you believe in love at first sight?"

——"I love you, I'm sorry... even if my love makes you feel disgusted..."

——"You love me... Please tell me how to make you like me more, please love me!"

"No...not..." His lips trembled, leaning on the Kunwuque to support his body, trembling almost weakly, "I didn't..."

What does he want to say?

I don't hate you, I don't want you, I don't love you... You are my most important person, my life, and my only hope to continue living in this world...

But he couldn't speak.

After coming out of Donghuanghai, the frequency of his illnesses has been greatly reduced. Except for a few times when he lost his mind due to too frequent dreams, he himself did not expect that he would be able to reach Zhongshan all the way safe and sound.

It turned out to be the case.

When did he... drank his heart's blood?

He trembled and breathed out a chill, because as soon as this thought appeared, his sea of ​​consciousness felt a twinge of pain, and he forced himself to search hard in it, exploring the truth deeply buried in it like masochistic——

——The torrent of memory passed by, and he knelt in the gravel on the river bed, holding out a pool of green blood in pain.

It was the first time he had a seizure. Under the flourishing bodhi tree, the young fox's eyes were clear and clear. He was holding a small wine cup, shaking it, stepping on the bodhi leaves all over the ground, and rushed to him expectantly. run over here.

He told him that the moon is so beautiful tonight.

He was on the verge of losing his mind at that time, and the murderous aura flowing through his body could not be restrained, flowing wildly through his flesh and bone marrow. He saw the fox youth change his face, and came to help him up in panic, but just as their skins met. The moment he touched it, it was clear that something surging surged up from it, knocking out his last remaining sanity.

His eyes are golden and red, and a mad dragon is very scary. He can't stop telling him his love language, and then forcibly gave him another identity that doesn't belong to him.The young fox shed tears of pain. This was the first time he tasted love, and for the first time, he was completely heartbroken.

Huzi wanted to run away, but his clothes were torn off immediately, and the back of his neck was clamped fiercely—he screamed in pain, Li Yuan also trembled all over, he wanted to rush over to hug him, wanted to kill him. The self who was ignorant and unconscious in that memory, completely trapped in cruel joy, but he couldn't do anything, he could only keep swallowing bitter tears of blood into his stomach and stuffing them in his throat.

Immediately afterwards, there was the extremely cold moon soul falling like a shooting star, the fox's eyes were slack, his body was covered with wounds, like a thin ghost, staggering towards the endless silence of the night.

The second time he had an attack was after Feng Bo plotted against him.He was lying on the bed in embarrassment, his whole body was hot, his mind was torn apart, and he was about to pass out, but at this moment the fox opened the gauze curtain and looked at him in surprise.

"No..." he murmured subconsciously, "No, go, go..."

In his memory, he also roared angrily, ordering the fox to leave quickly, but then he couldn't bear the pain anymore, he called another person's name, begging the fox not to leave, but to stay with him.

People who lose their minds are always more despicable, and despicable people are always more likely to win the final victory.

Under the moonlight, the young man's body was as white as a piece of cool and flawless suet jade. With a smile on his face and tears in his eyes, he hugged the person he was madly in love with.

He is like a wolf that is dying of starvation, with its fangs and sharp claws firmly clamped to the lamb-like body in its arms, and it eats endlessly on it; it is also like a traveler burning with thirst, He grabbed a blade of grass with plenty of water in his mouth, and ruthlessly chewed and grinded every trace of its vitality between his lips and teeth.

The fox asked for anything, he kept crying, and groaned because of the pain, but he never ran away, nor pushed him away.When everything calmed down, he was finally able to stretch out his hand, and tremblingly stroked towards his heart.

The blood flowed profusely, and the skin and flesh burst open, like a flower in full bloom.

For the third time, he broke free from the chain and chased the fleeing fox like a prey. That madness was worse than even the most flesh-eating jackal.The fox rushed to the main hall, and he tore open the door of the palace. He accidentally ran into the secret room, so he also opened the entrance by instinct, and followed closely all the way.

"Bodhi," he asked blankly in the memory, "I...have I found you?"

Li Yuan panted angrily, and was almost about to curse, how dare he ask him such a cruel question, how dare he be so cruel to hurt him? !However, although the fox had tears in his eyes, he still replied docilely: "Yes, you found me, and I will never leave again."

What followed was another brutal act of brutality.

He was like a beast, a wounded beast that couldn't smell blood but was hungry.Huzi's body is flexible and tolerant. He endured and tolerated all his wanton trampling. He cried bitterly at this demanding cruelty. Occasionally he couldn't help begging him for mercy, but that was quickly stopped intermittently. The screams were drowned out.He was bruised and shivering in the violent storm, and the ground beneath him was wet with sweat and tears.

Li Yuan, who had witnessed all this with his own eyes, almost died once. He thought this was the limit he could bear, until Huzi managed to stand up and gouged out his scarred heart again.

"You...kill me..." Li Yuan was crying, his heart throbbing never stopped, he covered his face with all his strength, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't see anything for a moment, "You Just kill me……"

He didn't dare to look any further, and there was no need to look any further.

Because the next thing, he participated in it when he was sane.

He found the marks he left, he humiliated him, he hurt him, and then he thought he could write it off, magnanimously... stabbed him through.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, even the sound of howling was intermittent, suppressed like a roar of grief, he knelt on the ground, blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose like a tide, and he couldn't help it at all. Stop by external force.He tried his best to stretch out his hand forward, as if he wanted to grasp the last straw in the madness and chaos, his eyes even had hallucinations after a short period of blindness - he vaguely saw Su Xuechan's clothes flickering past in front of him, It made him miss again.

Li Yuan finally coughed up the name from the dripping blood.

"Snow... Snow Chan..."

don't go... don't go...

Fenghuang, who has always been calm and reserved, was also stunned by this incident. She shouted loudly: "Ying Long! Calm down!"

"Dragon Lord!" The leaders of the four departments, covered in blood, came to support each other from a distance, and looked at Li Yuan who was at a loss, "What is this..."

Fenghuang's expression changed suddenly, and he made a sudden move, sending Kunwuque flying away!

"What are you going to do?!" She snapped, "He has given up so much to save this prehistoric world. Don't you want all his efforts to go to waste?!"

Li Yuan's palms trembled. He was injured a lot when he was fighting against Zhulong. Now that he was beaten by Feng Bo, his whole body was already at the end of his strength. You can...let me suffer for him...all of this...is what I deserve..."

Fenghuang frowned, before she could say anything more, Li Yuan fell to the ground no matter how hard he was to support himself.

"Dragon Lord—!" Bai Shi and the others were terrified, and rushed forward.

In the distance, thunderclouds gradually gathered, like a weary sigh from the earth, covering the white sky in the east.