Envy

Meng Tou rejected people thousands of miles away: "You don't need to accompany me, you go out quickly. Staying here will get in the way."

He turned away and continued to search for the children along the gravel road.He heard persistent footsteps behind him, and said coldly: "Don't follow, I don't need a child of the evil sect to protect me."

"I took you down Muji Mountain because I didn't want to owe you a debt and let you fly away. I didn't expect you to come back."

The man's footsteps really stagnated.

Meng Tou was powerless to think, the knuckles of his fingers holding the Yinbing Sword turned white, and he only focused on walking forward, ignoring the people behind him.There was a distance between the two of them, and he had already heard the roar of the corpse man in the distance, but Yan Zhaohan still followed him not too far away.

Every step he took was like stepping on the edge of a knife. He felt that as long as he stopped, he would not be able to support his body and collapse.

"I didn't ask you to..."

He turned around suddenly, and was defeated at the moment when he met Shang Yan Zhaohan's quiet gaze.Yan Zhaohan didn't say a word, followed him for so long, and came to Zhao Lincheng just to be buried with him, his body was covered in injuries.What does it mean for him to say such words to hurt the person in front of him.

He stopped there, Yan Zhaohan approached him step by step, and stood in front of him.He stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the thin shoulders and waist of this man, buried his head in the warm shoulder socket, and said: "I was wrong, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't say such words to provoke you."

Yan Zhaohan hugged him back, gave a soft "um", and said, "I know what you said was against your will."

Time was running out, Meng Tou listened to him while walking along the road while holding his hand.

"I knew that after Zhao Lincheng's accident, I was worried about your safety, so I couldn't help running back to look for you." Even at such a critical moment, his tone was still very flat, which made Meng Tou's tense nerves relax a bit.

On the side of the gravel road, there are a few bald trees that have not been pruned for many years, and the shadows cast on the uneven road are even more eerie.The moonlight was eerily white.Meng Tou had the illusion of walking under the moon in a dream.He was exhausted to the extreme.

Yan Zhaohan said: "Third Brother, you are my last relative in this world. If you leave, I will not be able to live."

Meng Tou said: "Nonsense, you also have a sister named 'Yan'er'."

Yan Zhaohan fell silent again.He knew in his heart that Meng Tou really wanted him to live well, no matter what, he wanted him to live well.

Meng Tou could sacrifice for Zhao Lincheng without hesitation, even if it was his own life.He can't, the life and death of Zhao Lin's people has nothing to do with him, he can allow the city to be destroyed, but he can't allow Meng Tou to die.

They almost walked through this road, and only found the children in a dilapidated ancestral hall next to them.They hid under the table and sobbed.The Infernal Prison in the deep mountains of Mushu collapsed at the same time, and corpses flooded into the stone path.

Everything was too sudden.

As soon as they took the three children out, they bumped into the corpse man in front of them, turned around, and the wild spirit behind them wandered wantonly.They were attacked from both sides and could not advance or retreat.Meng Tou immediately asked Yan Zhaohan to take a child Yujian first, drew a circle around the remaining two children, and fought with the corpses and wild spirits with his sword.

Meng Tou knew in his heart that he couldn't last long.

Fortunately, the disciple of Mu Su who was waiting for Meng Tou arrived in time. He said that Mu Su couldn't hold on any longer, and told Meng Tou to leave quickly. The disciples of various sects were already sealing up the cave.Meng Tou only asked him to take the child first, and when Yan Zhaohan returned, he also heard Meng Tou say the same thing - "Take the child first".

Meng Tou had time to escape from the Evernight City with Yujian before the cave was sealed, but when he was in mid-air, he lost his mind for a moment and fell from the ice-drinking sword.The cave like a full moon is getting smaller and smaller.Yan Zhaohan was already close to the cave, and watched him fall, without hesitation, he swung his sword downwards and drew a barrier with his sword.

There was a faint light around the enchantment, and the corpses and wild spirits retreated one after another when they touched it.

Yan Zhaohan used his body to protect each other, and brought Meng Tou into the barrier.He looked up and saw that the cave was sealed and the sky was dark.

When Meng Tou recovered his consciousness, Yan Zhaohan supported the barrier with a pale face.He was lying on the crumbling stones, trying to reach out to touch the man's face, but his arms were too heavy to lift.That person suffered such a serious injury, and none of the serious injuries had healed, how could he support the barrier.

The cave was sealed, the corpses moved slowly, and the wild spirits gradually disappeared.But hordes of filth still came up.Endless filth poured in.

Meng Tou didn't know that the night was so long and boundless, the east hadn't turned white, and the dawn was yet to come, but he couldn't hold on anymore, he was too tired.

Yan Zhaohan couldn't hold on for too long.The moment the barrier was broken, Meng Tou instinctively pulled Yan Zhaohan over and turned over to protect him.Immediately, a corpse rushed up and bit Meng Tou.

He used his true energy and tried to establish another barrier, but he failed, his wrist was trampled under his feet by the restless corpse.Meng Tou was covered in blood, and he groaned because of the pain, but he held Yan Zhaohan tightly in his arms, preventing him from being hurt by the corpse.

Yan Zhaohan clutched Meng Tou's lapel tightly with his blood-stained hands, and said weakly and helplessly, "Third...Third brother...

Meng Tou comforted him softly in his ear: Don't be afraid.

Meng Tou's consciousness was slackened, and he almost lost all consciousness, only his arms hugged tightly and refused to let go.He didn't know how long he held on like this, the pain in his body eased and faded, and then he almost didn't feel any pain anymore.The most important people and things in his life came to his mind.

He was sleepy and gradually closed his eyes.

There was still a glimmer of lucidity in his mind, and he heard Yan Zhaohan calling him... He really wanted to just fall asleep like this, but Yan Zhaohan refused to let him.He wondered why this person was so stubborn.

If Yan Zhaohan wasn't around, he would have simply died.

At this time, there seemed to be some noise in the sky, and he woke up from his dream.The former disciples of Mu Su abruptly opened Zhao Lincheng's barrier and advised them to leave quickly.

Meng Tou suddenly became sober, very sober.He just fell from the ice-drinking sword, and the ice-drinking sword fell into the sea of ​​corpses like scrap iron, missing.

Meng Tou caressed Yan Zhaohan's eartips, and kissed Yan Zhaohan's eyes and thin red lips as he did thousands of times before.Meng Tou's voice was very clear, he heard Meng Touwen say: "I'll take you up."

Yan Zhaohan didn't have time to respond, he felt the true energy on his waist, his whole body was carried by the true energy, lifted up lightly, and was slowly sent to where Mu Mi's disciple was.

Meng Tou stood up from the sea of ​​corpses, and shouted to disciple Mu Mi with a hoarse voice, "You protect him, please!"

Yan Zhaohan suddenly woke up, and when he bent down, he saw Meng Tou's tired and relieved smile.He lost his voice, and called third brother hysterically, seeing him being entangled and submerged in the corpse.He struggled to jump down, but was stopped by his disciples, who shouted in panic.

"Third Brother!"