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"Ah Lu, you finally woke up!"

A layer of mist quickly appeared in Uncle Rong's eyes. His hand on crutches trembled excitedly, and he went forward tremblingly to confirm that Qi Lu had opened his eyes. With ten fingers clasped together in front of his forehead, he bent down towards the entrance of the cave and made a prostration posture, chanting an ancient and mysterious spell in his mouth.

"Mr. Qi..." Ruan Ruan also trotted over after hearing the sound, seeing that Qi Lu was really awake, she raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes, "It's fine if you wake up, it's fine if you wake up..."

"..."

Qi Lu turned his head to look at Si Yu. The human face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was lying quietly on the cold stone plate. His chest could not see the slightest ups and downs, as if he was not breathing.

His chapped lips moved, but only a hoarse sound came out of his throat. Qi Lu tried his best to move his fingers. Seeing this, Ruan Ruan immediately took a glass of water and brought it to his mouth. Qi Lu took two sips of water , struggling to spit out two words: "Si... Yu..."

"You're already awake, and Teacher Si will definitely wake up immediately." Ruan Ruan supported his arm, and supported Qi Lu to sit up, with crystal teardrops hanging from his eyelashes, "It's good that you wake up, Gu Tang There will be salvation..."

Qi Lu hadn't recovered yet, he was so weak at the moment, he didn't even have the strength to reach out and touch Si Yu.

Uncle Rong sighed for some reason.

Qi Lu has been looking at Si Yu steadily, why is he lying here?Was he so tired that he fell asleep?Shipan was so cold, why didn't anyone cover him with a quilt?What if he catches a cold?Why is he so sleepy and still hasn't woken up?

Qi Lu's throat hurt like it was tearing, Ruan Ruan fed him a few more sips of water, the cold water entered his body along his throat, not only could not calm the sore pain, but made him feel more clearly the pain coming from him. the temperature of the blood.

The blood race has no body temperature, but he is hot. Every heartbeat and pulse beat makes him feel very clearly that he is hot.

Si Yu's pale face, the dark blood stains in the grooves, and the lingering smell of blood in the air all reminded him of what happened during the days when he was sleeping.

According to the original plan, if he loses after the battle with the mixed race, Si Yu will use the fake wooden sword to create the illusion of his death, Uncle Rong will heal his wounds, and Si Yu will take advantage of the chaos to leave the ancient pond to seek human beings. With the help of the government, Li Mao controlled other ghosts in the village, and waited until Qi Lu recovered his strength before planning how to defeat the mixed race—even though both he and Si Yu knew that once the final battle was lost, their hopes would become extremely hopeless. slim.

There was a piercing pain in his temple, Qi Lu closed his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Did he and you decide on your own?"

Uncle Rong's back stiffened, and he sighed and said, "Ah Lu, he knew you would not agree, so he had no choice but to..."

Ruan Ruan finally noticed something was wrong with his raspy face, she looked at Qi Lu who had his eyes closed tightly, and then at Si Yu who lay beside him as if sleeping , whispered in disbelief: "Impossible..."

"Ah Lu," Uncle Rong turned his back, his old voice echoed in the cave, "Si Yuta, you've worked so hard!"

Qi Lu kept his eyes closed all the time, without any fluctuation on his face, as if he was indifferent to everything he heard.

But Ruan Ruan noticed that there was a black air around him, his fingers gradually tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

The black air became more and more dense, as if a floating barrier condensed around Qi Lu's body, Ruan Ruan couldn't help taking a step back, ran to Uncle Rong, and asked anxiously: "Uncle Rong, what's wrong with Si Yu? When will he wake up?"

Uncle Rong didn't answer, he took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his jacket, and gently placed it on the edge of the stone plate: "Ah Lu, he left you a letter, please take a look."

On the cover were written four elegant big characters - received by Mr. Qi, and on the back were two crooked hearts glued together.

suicide note?

When will humans even be ready for this?

How dare he make such a claim, how smart does he think he is?

Qi Lu's black eyelashes moved, and there was an imperceptible wrinkle between his brows, but he still didn't open his eyes.

"Mr. Qi," Ruan Ruan picked up the letter and carefully handed it to him, "Mr. Si's letter..."

"I don't watch it," Qi Lu said in a hoarse voice, then turned to the beginning and repeated, "I don't watch it."

Ruan Ruan saw that the layer of black air was getting thicker, worried what would happen to Qi Lu, and asked, "Really...won't you take a look?"

"Is he dead?" Qi Lu's eyes rolled under his thin eyelids, and every word he uttered had the bloody taste of his throat being torn, "He's not dead, why should I watch it?"

Ruan Ruan was stunned, big tears rolled out of his eyes.

"Ah Lu," Uncle Rong tapped the ground with his walking stick and sighed, "You..."

"Is he dead?" Qi Lu asked again.

This time Ruan Ruan recognized it, his voice was visibly trembling and carefully confirmed, she never expected to see such emotions of fear, panic and evasion in Qi Lu.In her opinion, Qi Lu is the superior leader of the monster tribe. He is indifferent and sharp, and seems to be watching everything with a cold eye;It wasn't until this moment that Ruan Ruan discovered that the original leader would also have such moments of restlessness, restraint, and uncertainty. All these emotions were not because half of his body now belonged to human blood, but because he fell in love with a Humanity.

Ruan Ruan walked to Si Yu's side with very light steps, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping humans.

"Si Yu?" She called softly.

As expected, there was no response, and Si Yu didn't even move his eyelashes.

She stretched out her hand cautiously, put her trembling index finger under Si Yu's nose, and then withdrew her hand suddenly.

Not breathing!

Ruan Ruan stared wide-eyed in horror, and asked, "Uncle Rong, Si Yuhe..."

"Alive," said Uncle Rong, "I just don't know when I'll wake up."

Ruan Ruan stretched out her finger again, held her breath and waited for more than ten seconds, this time she felt it.

Si Yu was indeed breathing, slowly, weakly but stubbornly.

Her legs gave way, and she would almost have fallen to the ground if she hadn't supported the stone plate with her hands.

"Mr. Qi," she breathed a sigh of relief, "Si Yu is fine, he is fine."

Qi Lu's Adam's apple twitched, and the corners of his tightly tensed lips finally relaxed a little.

"Give it to him..."

Ruan Ruan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qi Lu's cold voice: "Where's Xiaofu?"

Ruan Ruan paused, Qi Lu began to show a sense of coercion, she replied reflexively: "Xiaofu escaped, I hid him in the cave behind Li Mao's house, he is safe now, but Xiaofu's crab was captured."

"How's the situation outside?" Qi Lu nodded lightly, then asked.

"We haven't gone out these few days, so we don't know the specific situation," Ruan Ruan replied, "But no monsters have found here, it should be Li Mao who controlled those monsters, and Fan Tianxing must have been seriously injured, otherwise he wouldn't have Come and find you in person."

"Thank you." Qi Lu finally opened his eyes that had been tightly closed, "You guys did a great job."

His dark eyes seemed to be covered with frost, sharp and gloomy. Ruan Ruan didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and said, "Mr. Qi, would you like to talk to Si Yu, maybe he will wake up soon..."

"Uncle Rong," Qi Lu didn't seem to hear Ruan Ruan's words, nor did he look in Si Yu's direction, "How long will I have?"

The cracked land is gradually stitched up, the withered plants sprout green shoots, and the land that has lost contact with the king re-establishes a new connection.

Legend has it that the land soaked in the blood of the blood clan will be connected with the lifeline of the blood clan. The mountains and rivers and soils once again sense the aura of the king, and the dissipated majestic power gathers again.

As long as the only king in the Eastern Continent ignites the desire to fight, the soil that blends with the king's blood will always choose to stand behind him.

In the dark sky, purple thunder and lightning hide behind the clouds, like the sun appearing in the dark night.