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After getting out of the cave, looking around into the darkness of the night, Xie Lingqiao was walking alone, when he met a young man lying in the grass with a faint breath.

The young man looked about sixteen or seventeen years old and remained motionless.The light in the forest was dim, and he couldn't see his specific appearance clearly, but the young man's face definitely had a lifeless look.Perhaps separated from family members during famine turmoil.

Xie Lingqiao knelt down, intending to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the other person, to see if he could save him, but he just pressed his hands on the other person's chest, and found that the person's heartbeat had stopped.

He raised the other's eyelids again, and saw that the other's pupils had disappeared—both sides were enlarged to the extreme.There is no breath.

Xie Lingqiao was stunned.People do die.

He was silent for a few breaths, and was about to find someone to possess him, so he lay down and possessed him.When he got up again, because of his soul as the driving force, he was brought back to life.

Walking all the way to the north like this, he walked for an unknown amount of time while supporting his hungry and tired body. He came down from the mountain and walked to the gate of a city.

On the top of the tall city gate are engraved two big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes: Yecheng.Can barely see through the moonlight.

The city gate was closed tightly, and it seemed that the time to open the city gate had already passed, and it was useless to wait, so he decided to find a place to sleep in the wild, so he turned back and walked along the grassland for more than ten feet. Far.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sound of Dada's horseshoes came from the hillside in the southeast, followed by the clanging of weapons, and a man shouted: "You brat dare to stop your grandpa, hurry up!" Hurry up and die!"

I don't know which group of people started the dispute. Xie Lingqiao knew he was weak and had no strength, so he quickly fell down in the grass and remained silent.

A group of men on tall horses rushed over and surrounded a [-]-year-old boy.

The young man was holding a long sword, with a slender figure, under the cold moonlight, his expression was determined, he said: "Are you all determined to fight one against one?"

His name is Shen Ling, the son of the five elders of Kongtong Sect, he just turned 14 this year.

Riding on the horse was a middle-aged man with a purplish complexion and a hairy mole on the tip of his nose. He said with a smile: "We not only use the many to one, but also use the big to bully the small. Our brothers always do what we want, Hugh The so-called upright sects come chirping!" As he spoke, he slashed at the young man with a knife, and a silver light flashed in the darkness.

The rest of the dozen or so men even took all kinds of weapons and rushed to attack the young man.

The wind is jittery.While his sleeves were flying, he saw the young man's figure as fast as an afterimage. In an instant, more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground by him, and the horses neighed.

The leading man with the long-haired mole was bleeding from his shoulders. He got up from the ground and wanted to continue to grab him, but the boy chopped off his head with a sword, and the huge head fell to the ground.

The rest of the people were seriously or lightly injured, they dragged their bodies and fled hastily, not daring to stay here anymore.The night was deep.

At this time, the thick clouds covering the moon gradually spread to both sides, and the bright light of the moon sprinkled on the boundless land below. Xie Lingqiao, who was crouching in the grass, looked out through the moonlight and saw the moon. The color spilled on the boy who had just finished a battle.

Under the sky, Xie Lingqiao saw the silhouette of the young man holding the sword, with a handsome face and a tall and straight figure.The wind blows and the grass moves, and the world is vast.

Xie Lingqiao held his breath, afraid of being discovered by the other party, and he was even more careful in his actions, so he simply kept hiding himself as a puppet.

The blood on the grass was still wet, and there were a few broken arms and limbs. The young man put his sword back into its sheath, and it seemed that he didn't want to stay for a long time.Unexpectedly, he had just walked a few steps, and suddenly knelt down on the ground,

On Shen Ling's back, a black imprint agitated and swelled into a ferocious appearance, as if there were countless bloodthirsty ants crawling and stirring along it, it was extremely itchy, his headache was splitting, his breathing was heavy, and the world in front of him seemed like It's all bloody.

He gasped for breath, and threw the scabbard on the ground, the veins on his arms bulged, and he punched a hole in the ground with so much force.

The new wind blows, bringing a deeper and heavier chill.

It happened again...

Shen Ling struggled and tried to stand up again, and he walked forward with difficulty for more than ten steps, and finally fell to the ground, unable to stand up again, and almost passed out.

A few more breaths passed.

Two or three zhang away from him, the grass blown by the wind was suddenly pushed aside, and Xie Lingqiao finally came out of it amidst rustling noises.At this time, only he and the strange boy who fell to the ground for some reason were left on the grass.

A stranger who is not very old but possesses high force, just single-handedly knocked down a group of men riding horses and speaking harshly, and then heard the group talk about "Kongtong sect" and "evil sect"... This strange boy can be described as troublesome extreme.

Xie Lingqiao stood where he was, thought for a while, and decided to ignore the other party, step up and continue walking north.

At this time, it was really deep and the dew was heavy, and the wind was blowing, and he didn't know if it was autumn or winter. He didn't take a few steps, and he was so cold that he had goose bumps on his arms. When he touched it, he could feel the goose bumps through his clothes. .

He was also a little dizzy, hungry, and very unwell.

There was too much silence around.

He took a few more steps forward, stopped, rubbed his arms, frowned, gritted his teeth, and turned back to look at the boy who fell to the ground and looked younger than him.

He said to himself, just for a look.

In the wilderness, the stars are dim.

Xie Lingqiao walked back, walked to the side of the man, squatted down, and planned to see the other party's condition.He put his hand under the opponent's nose—breathing normally; then lightly touched the opponent's chest...

This touch is incredible.A certain strange feeling climbed up through the fingertips, it was hard to describe, it was a tingling feeling.

This...is the induction that the man in the cave was talking about.It seems that this is the specific object.

Now that the other party's identity has been confirmed, Xie Lingqiao no longer struggles, because he himself is not good at medicine and can't see what the other party is injured, so he plans to take the other party to a doctor - a doctor is always more reliable than him.

Xie Lingqiao struggled a lot, and managed to carry the young Shen Ling on his back with great difficulty. When he was pressed down, he let out a low cough. He pursed his lips, carried him on his back, and walked forward step by step.

In the chaos, Shen Ling struggled to wake up for a moment, his body was warm, it was the body temperature of a young man, and the temperature seemed to spread to his heart slowly through his clothes.

In the blood-colored haze, he half-opened his eyes, and saw a side face of a young man, still stained with mud, with delicate features and clear eyes.Eyelashes are very long.

The moonlight shone down, and this face was soft and infinite for a moment.

Shen Ling's heart was pounding, and in a trance, he felt that this was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in half his life.

It was rare for him to be conscious for this moment, and the boundless torment on his back surged again, eroding his nerves, his head was swollen with pain, and finally passed out again.

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Xie Lingqiao came to the city gate with Shen Ling on his back, first put Shen Ling down, supported him, and let him lean on his shoulder, panting.

I don't know what time it is now, and if the city gate is not open, I don't know where to go to find a doctor.

Xie Lingqiao felt like he was about to collapse.His small body this time feels much weaker than a normal young man, partly because this body has already suffered a fleeting disadvantage, and partly because his so-called goblin is "unbelievably weak", weaker and weaker.

He waited for about a quarter of an hour, but he didn't know whether it was luck or something, the city gate opened on both sides, and some guards came out with long halberds and armor, but it was still far from dawn.

The corner of Xie Lingqiao's mouth couldn't help raising a gratified smile, and let out a long breath.He gritted his teeth, continued to carry Shen Ling on his back, and entered the city after a simple search by the guards.

Looking around at this moment, the city is still pitch black, not to mention the light of dawn, but fortunately, after walking half a street, the moonlight shines into the city, not only the restaurants and teahouses The cornices and roof tiles can clearly see the general outline, and the bluestone road under the feet is much clearer than before, and walking forward is no longer as troublesome as before.

It should be near dawn but before dawn, it was too early, and there were few open shops on the street, let alone a medical center.Xie Lingqiao ran around the city with Shen Ling on his back, and found seven or eight medical clinics with signs on them, but none of them were open.

In the end, Xie Lingqiao's legs were shaking, and the weight on his back was not light—Shen Ling was fourteen this year, but he was already a little taller than him, which was equivalent to the weight of an adult man on his back. Now, just resting at the gate of the city for a while, Xie Lingqiao felt very tired and dizzy.

He almost moved step by step to the door of a medical center with the sign of "Jihetang", finally unable to hold on, he put the other person down on the low stone steps under the eaves, and sat down on his own .

Afraid that Shen Ling would fall, he carefully hugged him, let him lie on his back on his lap, and protected his head with his hands.

At this time, the dawn has not yet arrived, and the moonlight has also disappeared. Looking around, the city is as dark as thick ink, as if there are unknown monsters lurking, it is eerie.

Being in this completely strange place, exhausted and hungry, dragging a stranger along, unable to find a doctor, and it was still so dark, Xie Lingqiao was not very old after all, so it was inevitable that the tip of his nose was sore, he felt a little sad and scared, and It was cold last night - he took off his outer shirt and wrapped it around Shen Ling outside the city, because he was afraid that the other party would be seriously injured, after all, he himself was not injured.

But at this moment, he was shivering with cold, the tip of his nose was red, his head was drooping, and for the first time in his memory, he felt an emotion called fragility.

The unconscious Shen Ling was lying on his lap. The half-grown boy was terribly cold. Xie Lingqiao had no choice but to hug him tightly.

squeak-

With a soft sound, the door of the medical hall was opened, and a child with a red gauze lantern poked his head out yawning.

Hearing this sound, Xie Lingqiao immediately looked back, his eyes widened slightly, and hurriedly asked, "Will your husband see a doctor today?"

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