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Si Yu felt that he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

He seemed to be trapped somewhere, and all he could see was a piece of red blood. The blood that didn't belong to him was continuously absorbed by his body, pouring into his blood vessels in an endless stream. It was cold and without any warmth.

Immediately afterwards, his chest trembled, his consciousness seemed to be drawn by something, and he saw a figure from behind in a trance.

He stood on the top of the mountain, the wind raised his cloak, and the totem embroidered with dark gold thread rolled endlessly.

Si Yu's eyes flickered, and he murmured: "Qi Lu..."

But he found that he couldn't make the slightest sound, and could only watch the thick miasma gushing out from the depths of the mountain forest, rushing towards him like a tidal wave. Si Yu's pupils constricted suddenly, and he shouted: "Qi Lu!"

He felt that his throat was about to be torn apart, but he still didn't make a sound. Soon, Qi Lu's figure was engulfed by miasma, and he was also hit by the oncoming black air. After feeling pain in his temples and a strong sense of dizziness, he returned to the bottomless and endless pool of blood again.

"Uncle Rong!" Seeing Si Yu lying on the stone plate trembling suddenly, Ruan Ruan asked anxiously, "What happened to Si Yu?!"

"It's okay." Uncle Rong sat cross-legged on the ground, with a few small stones for divination placed in front of him, "It's a good thing to have a reaction."

Ruan Ruan still didn't dare to take it lightly, and didn't dare to relax by Si Yu's side for a second, rubbed Si Yu's frowning brows, and whispered: "Si Yu, wake up quickly, the sky is about to dawn, Don't sleep late..."

"Come out, it's dawn."

The miasma continues to spread in the mountains, and new shoots grow in the cracks of the land, and they wither and wither again after the poisonous gas passes by.

A dying hare was lying beside Qi Lu's feet, its snow-white down was covered with a layer of scorched black, its front feet rubbed against Qi Lu's feet, and then its ears drooped feebly——

Countless creatures like this have lost their breath in the land he sheltered.

Qi Lu closed his eyes, the soil was connected with his blood, even when he was in a coma, he could deeply feel the despair and pain that his mountains, rivers and land were suffering, these emotions were like condensed cotton It was the same, pressing heavily on his chest.

There are monsters coveting the territory he protects and slaughtering the race he guards. This is his fault as a leader.

Qi Lu glanced at the dead hare nestled at his feet, his pupils were as black as ink, he raised his hand lightly, a gust of fierce wind blew down, and the miasma spread out, like fear, and disappeared into the In the cracks of the soil.

The aura belonging to the king quickly spread throughout the entire mountain, and the earth seemed to have felt the call. A layer of faint red appeared on the surface of the dry and cracked soil, as if a wound was healing, and swaying plants grew in the small "cracking" sound. shoots.

Qi Lu leaned over, picked a fresh green leaf, and laid it on the hare very gently.

His whole body was surging with a surging fighting spirit, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, burning hotly under his skin.

Qi Lu opened his palm, and a ball of black fireworks ignited from his palm.

This battle can only be advanced but not retreated, for the race he blesses, for the land he guards, for the warm blood flowing in his body, for...

He raised his hand against his left heart, also for the human being he loves deeply.

"Come out."

Qi Lu jumped up, his wings covered the sky and the sun, casting a huge shadow on the ground, as if the sky and the earth were split into two halves, one half was day and the other half was night.

He landed steadily, and repeated in a deep voice: "It's dawn."

"You really are not dead." There was silence in the mountain, and a moment later, the voice of the mixed race suddenly resounded through the valley, "I knew that Xiao Si was a good boy, how could he be willing to really kill you."

Qi Lu stood against the wind, smiled lightly, and said, "I'm dead, you are boring."

"That's right," the half-breed suddenly laughed loudly, and the insolent laughter echoed, "It's really boring when you're not here, the blood of those little monsters is really bad to drink, and the curative effect is also poor, and you are on guard outside, so that I don't know what to do." Drink human blood. Qi Lu, Qi Lu, you don't need to compensate me with your own blood, that's not justified..."

He spoke in a familiar and brisk tone, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend he hadn’t seen for a long time. Qi Lu also responded with a smile: "I have been born for hundreds of years, and I have never tried the blood of a living animal. I will try it with you. It is also your honor."

"What is this?" said the half-breed. "The leader ordered to drink my blood?"

"You can understand that too."

Qi Lu flipped his palm, and the black air quickly condensed into a ball in his palm. Then, he raised his hand suddenly, and the black air pounced straight forward like a beast that opened its mouth——

boom!

There was a huge rock in the middle of the black air, and the stone shattered instantly. The mixed race had nowhere to hide, and only a grinning face was exposed under the miasma.

"I'm curious," he asked, "how did you recover so quickly?"

"I'm also very curious." The black energy in Qi Lu's hand gradually materialized and merged into the shape of a long sword. He held the hilt with his backhand, and the black peak shone coldly. Hide your head, and dare to appear in front of me?"

The mixed-race complexion changed, and the smile gradually stiffened.