The devil attacks me every day

The fog in the dense forest is getting thicker.

Meng Qi'an took Zhuang Nanhai all the way to the north and fled into the depths of Shiwan Dashan.

Most of the low-level monsters on the periphery of Wuya are nothing to worry about. The more you go inside, the more big monsters there are, and the more dangerous it is.

But it is precisely this kind of danger that can keep the two of them temporarily safe.

The mist almost condenses into tiny water droplets to trap people, the air is sticky, the temperature drops, and the wind that blows through the forest in all directions carries moisture.

Rain is coming.

Meng Qi'an raised his head to look at the thick shade covered by the dense forest, and the mist passed through his young neck, making it a bit dazzlingly white.

"Hold on a little longer..." Meng Qi'an supported his waist, and fished up with his hands, "They won't be able to catch up for a while, and they will be fine."

Feeling that Zhuang Nanhai's aura was getting weaker and weaker, Lu Zhixue went crazy with anxiety: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Meng Qi'an paused for a moment, and then said firmly: "No. Go around and see if there is a suitable cave. It doesn't need to be too big, just let the two of us hide."

Although Lu Zhixue was afraid of the monsters in the forest, she knew that she needed to find a place to settle down as soon as possible, so she fluttered away while crying.

After Lu Zhixue's figure disappeared into the forest, Meng Qi'an said again: "It's okay, we'll be fine."

Mingming Zhuang Nanhai was not sober.

Obviously, he said these words to himself.

Meng Qi'an kept talking, touching and testing the temperature of Zhuang Nanhai's body.He was terribly afraid that when he stretched out his hand for a moment, what he touched was cold, and he was afraid that the people around him would lose their breath as they walked.He wants to talk to him non-stop, tell him that he is always by his side.

In the endless depths, the thick moss is extremely sticky and very difficult to move.

Breathing one after another, passing through layers of rocks and trees, two figures, one tall and one short, struggled to walk in the boundless depths.Meng Qi'an walked with Zhuang Nanhai for an unknown amount of time, sweat and mist mixed together, making the clothes on his body extremely sticky.

Finally, Lu Zhixue found a small cave behind a remote mountain wall, and Meng Qi'an took Zhuang Nanhai to hide behind him, and then sealed everything inside and outside the cave that belonged to the two of them.

He took out all the clothes from Nahaizhu, spread them on the floor and helped Zhuang Nanhai to lie down. Meng Qi'an stretched out his hand and kept touching his forehead, neck and behind his ears.

The body temperature is high, but no other problems can be found.

Thinking back now, the time when I suddenly had palpitations was when Zhuang Nanhai was abnormal. I don't know what Shu Cang Zhu did, why Zhuang Nanhai fell into a coma inexplicably.

After guarding him for almost half a day, Zhuang Nanhai's body temperature finally dropped a little. A pair of birds with slender tail feathers flew by outside the cave, and their sweet calls kept coming and going.

It seemed that the birds chirping outside were too loud, Zhuang Nanhai's eyes rolled and his eyelashes moved slightly in a coma.

"Zhuang Nanhai! Are you awake?"

Before Zhuang Nanhai opened his eyes, a pair of soft, warm hands touched his forehead and slipped behind his ears.

Those hands seemed to have magic power, and the place where they passed was numb, which made him slowly open his eyes.

Meng Qi'an's approaching face with worry became the first scene he saw when he woke up.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? Or is it strange? Shu Cangzhu should have attacked you, but I don't know what he did... Can you feel it yourself?"

The young man's voice was soft and moist, nourishing his dry soul like rain.

His whole body was stiff, his head felt a little tingling, and he couldn't answer: "It's nothing."

"Why are you all right?" Meng Qi'an had never seen Zhuang Nanhai so weak, and his heart ached, he pulled out a lot of pills from Nahaizhu, "Why are you uncomfortable? I still have a lot of pills here."

Seeing that Meng Qi'an was about to stuff a lot of pills into his mouth immediately, Zhuang Nanhai thought it was funny when he was exhausted, turned his face slightly, and said with a smile: "Just let me take a rest, I'm really fine."

Only then did Meng Qi'an withdrew his hand and said wearily, "Okay."

Zhuang Nanhai moved his stiff arm and held Meng Qi'an's hand.

"What happened before?"

"I'm not sure. When I arrived, you were wrapped in ghost vines and passed out. Do you remember what happened before?" Meng Qi'an asked.

Zhuang Nanhai was very tired.

Ever since this body had memories, Zhuang Nanhai had never felt so tired.His voice was much weaker than usual, rustling, with endless fatigue: "I seem to... see a ball of light."

"What ball of light?"

He thought about it carefully: "Although it is not the same as the water-colored light ball I found in the South Fire Continent...but it is roughly the same."

"It's the ball of light inside the big fish under the magma?" Meng Qi'an remembered that Zhuang Nanhai had told him about it, and frowned, "My feelings are a bit similar to that time...but I haven't forgotten you, you They didn’t forget me, which means that the ball of light should be different from the previous one..."

Zhuang Nanhai looked at the young people holding their heads in both hands, and lamented their current predicament: "Although Venerable Tao believes in us, there are more people who believe in Shu Cang Zhu. He purposely created the same ghost vine as you to make the world Knowing your identity, there will be many people chasing and killing us... Do you think, if you are against Cang Zhu, what are your chances of winning?"

Zhuang Nanhai's breathing became heavier.

Since he woke up, his whole body was not right, and his chest was burning unbearably while he was breathing. He was silent for a while, and then he said: "Three-point sure. I haven't found all the five-color light spheres. The current me is not 'complete'."

"You have obtained two light spheres, and there should be three left... If my guess is correct, there should be one more under the Xueji Sect's wind barrier. When you feel better, let's find a chance to escape and see. .”

Speaking of the bronze wall behind the Feng Yu barrier, Meng Qi'an couldn't help but think of Meng Qinxie's face.

His voice was a bit heavy: "If it wasn't for Qin Xie, we would still know nothing about Shu Cangzhu..."

Meng Qi'an fell into a momentary sadness, and missed the flash of blood in Zhuang Nanhai's eyes.

His breathing was getting heavier, like dry land that had been drained of all water.

What he said just now had exhausted all his strength, and at this moment the scorching heat in his chest turned into a stinging pain, and the sharp pain like cutting his heart made Zhuang Nanhai dizzy.

The pain swept wildly, and in the next second there was a sound in his head, as if his mind and body were separated.

That scorching heat turned into inexplicable tyranny, longing for killing and blood, longing to tear everyone who could see into pieces.However, the mind that has been gradually separated clearly knows who the person in front of him is, such a terrible idea should not be.

The sphere of light that continuously overflowed with a khaki-yellow halo was buried near Zhuang Nanhai's heart.

Every time it gushes out a wave of spirit patterns, Zhuang Nanhai's sanity will be farther away.

--Do not!

Zhuang Nanhai's eyes were delusional, he had to say something, he had to say it!

"Huh...huh..." His breathing became more and more rapid, Meng Qi'an finally realized that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly moved closer to him.

"What's going on?" It was clear that the situation had improved just now, why did it suddenly become so serious?

The world in front of Zhuang Nanhai's eyes was quickly turned into black and white by his increasingly hot heart, and he couldn't see everything in front of him clearly.

Don't...don't stay here!

His last thoughts dissipated in his mind, buried in the darkness together with his deepest obsessions.

"Don't stay here."

"Don't stay, my mind is out, I can't control myself."

"I beg you, leave."

What he wanted to say was obliterated by the heavy and boundless darkness. He opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't utter a single syllable, and fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Qi'an was startled by his sudden fainting, he rushed forward, only to find that he seemed to be just asleep, his breathing was very shallow, but he still maintained his vital signs.

"What's wrong..." He faintly felt that something was wrong, but he had never encountered such a situation before, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

I can only trust Zhuang Nanhai.

Believe that he can overcome everything.

·

Meng Qian guarded Zhuang Nanhai overnight.

Although Lu Zhixue has been following Zhuang Nanhai as a spirit body, she can't spy on everything. Meng Qi'an asked her many questions that night, about the ball of light, about Shu Cangzhu, but when she was sealed in the tassel, only She could only see it if Zhuang Nanhai let her see it, otherwise, she would be like this now.

When the sky suddenly appeared, Zhuang Nanhai's whole body began to turn red, and the temperature also began to rise.It didn't take long before he no longer had a fever, but was as cold as an ice cellar all over his body.

If it wasn't for hearing his heart still beating strongly, Meng Qi'an would almost have thought that Zhuang Nanhai was dead.

Such symptoms lasted from morning to afternoon, and then the sun slanted westward, falling to the sky like dragging a heavy skirt, the color was warm orange, but only sporadic light fell outside the cave through the shadow of the trees.

The moment the sun disappeared, Zhuang Nanhai's body temperature quickly picked up, and within a few seconds he began to feel hot, as if boiling!

——Wake up, kill, out of control heart.

"Zhuang Nanhai?" Meng Qi'an's hand was scalded by his hot skin, and he shrank back.

He was afraid that Zhuang Nanhai would die, and he was afraid that Zhuang Nanhai would never wake up again.But Meng Qi'an's medicine cultivation talent is really mediocre, he doesn't know what happened in Zhuang Nanhai's body, and how to save him.

Gritting his teeth, Meng Qi'an planned to sneak back to Qiankun Realm, and even sneaked into the Huanyun Sect, he had to tie a Yaoxian back!

"You wait for me!" He said, turned and left.

"Ho..."

A low, unfamiliar sigh came, and Meng Qi'an stopped walking, and turned around hesitantly.

He had heard such a voice before.

In Xuejizong, in Chengde Mansion and Fufeng Mansion, in the Middle Earth there was great chaos—this is the sound only of monsters, unable to speak, the root of the tongue is stiff, and can only make a roar-like 'ho ho' sound.

Meng Qi'an's voice was a little tight: "Zhuang... Nanhai?"

A burst of cold coercion eroded inch by inch.Zhuang Nanhai who was lying on the ground seemed to be waking up in another way. Cells, blood vessels, heartbeat, pulse, everything was a frequency that Meng Qi'an was not familiar with!

His body was awakened by the night, and the moon slowly rose from the horizon, hanging above the dense tree shadows.

"Meng...Mr. Meng..." Lu Zhixue's spirit body was almost shattered by Zhuang Nanhai's physical pressure, and she threw herself behind Meng Qi'an, trembling.

The thick white moonlight sprinkled the world inch by inch. When the moonlight fell in front of the cave, Zhuang Nanhai's blood-red eyes slowly opened, staring at Meng Qi'an in front of him expressionlessly, and suddenly stood up from the ground.

"Ho... ho ho..." His body was a little stiff, and his neck twisted left and right, making a rattling sound.

--Danger.

—Extremely dangerous!

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