Alien

Several primordial beasts are big bosses, although they can't transform into human form, they still have their own style.Therefore, they have respect for this little beast that died in battle, and they don't want to take advantage of it.

Of course, the bigger possibility is that these two little beasts are too weak to eat.

The leopard separated the white tiger from the dyed bo rabbit. Seeing that the white tiger was still a bit angry, after thinking for a while, he raised his front paws to help him wait for the bliss and save him from the pain of waiting for death. It is too miserable.

A burst of coercion came, and several beasts outside the duel field immediately gathered together and looked around in alertness.

There was a ferocious howl from outside, but the sound was not loud, and the leopard became anxious, so it also howled in a low voice, turned around and left the arena.Not long after, the five beasts disappeared into the night sky with their trophies. In this quiet night, only the white tiger sometimes made weak breathing.

Renn didn't expect that he could wake up. With such a serious injury, and being in the wild, he either couldn't make it through or was bitten by a wild beast. It turned out that he was so lucky.

Looking up at the sky, Ren was cold from the inside out, he lost too much blood, and the dew wet his fur, making his bones ache from the cold.Ren tried to open his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength. His whole body was made of hard iron, and everything was as heavy as a mountain. He couldn't even pull the corners of his mouth or give himself a smile to encourage him.

Really going to lie down and wait to die, his father, mother, father, and two older brothers appeared in front of Ren in a trance, his thoughts wandered in the small garden of the palace, and he was flying around in the sky when he was still a child, without paying attention. It fell from the sky, and the eldest brother quickly spread his wings to catch it, but the two fell into a ball among the flowers, their white hair was stained with red, blue, purple, yellow and other colored juices, and they were left behind by Mu's father The photo became his dark history.

Thinking of his elder brother, Ren's thoughts drifted involuntarily to his last battle. I don't know if his elder brother found out that Tu Yun was a spy of Yan Kingdom. I never thought that Tu Yun had been with him for eight years, and he had saved himself in critical situations many times on the battlefield. Among them, he would be a spy.

Thinking of the brothers who died because of Tu Yun at the last stop, Ren was trembling with anger, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything at this time, nor could he avenge them.

In the end, Ren thought of His Majesty Mu Qingmian. Although he sold him, he thought of him again for some reason. Maybe it was because he had never seen such a good-looking person. He was about to die. It's better to die with beauties than thinking about those rough men.

Mu Qingmianxia's face is small, maybe smaller than the palm of his own hand, and the small one is very cute; his chin is pointed, and the curve is very elegant, no matter how you look at it, it is a beautiful face, even more beautiful than those females ;His skin is very white, as white as jade, no blemishes can be seen, it must be smooth and comfortable to the touch, he should have taken advantage of it at the beginning, but now he can only think about it; his mouth is small, and his lips are very thin , I heard that people with thin lips are very fickle. Look at him, he sold himself without blinking; his lips are very light, and they must be rosy after kissing. Imagine the appearance of his red lips in flames, Ren He sighed in his heart, but it was a pity that he had no chance to see it; his nose was very straight, the tip of his nose was very round, very delicate, like Little Qiongfeng, where all the beauties gathered; his eyes were narrow and long, slightly Picking up, people always look like they have a hook, scratching people, looking at themselves, don’t you think about it; his eyebrows are very long, very black, as dark as his eyes, with a coldness, Even with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes are cold.

Ren knew why he was not surprised that Mu Qingmian sold him, because his gaze towards him was always cold, without fluctuation or emotion.Mu Qingmian looks so good-looking, and I don't know who can be worthy of him, and I don't know if I can find a female who is as good-looking as Mu Qingmian to be my partner in my next life.

The sky was getting warmer, the dew on Ren's body was getting dry, and his thoughts began to blur again.

The little white tiger under the sun has lumps of hair all over its body, and the ground under it is completely stained with blood, staining it a deep gray and red.The dumpling lying on the gray and red didn't make any movement for a long time, except for a weak breath once in a long time, indicating its tenacious life.His wings were broken, and he fell to the ground unnaturally and crookedly. A large hole was pulled out of his abdomen, and several large and small intestines were taken out. They just hung on the abdominal cavity, stained with dust and blood along with the surrounding hair. .His eyes were tightly closed, and his face covered by the entire hair should not show any expression, but just looking at it like this, one can know his pain, and people can't help but help him to euthanize.

No one would think he was still alive, but he was still tenaciously alive.

Ren knew that he couldn't fall asleep. If he fell into a coma, he didn't know if he would have the luck to wake up for the second time.

He raised his paw tentatively, but still couldn't move, but his mental strength recovered a little.Ren felt that he was taking a rough breath, but in fact, his mouth was only breathing slightly, and the breath was faint, like a thread that could be broken at any time.

Ren concentrated for a long time before he gathered a sliver of mental strength and took out a bottle of healing potion from the space button. He wanted to throw the potion into his mouth, but he still overestimated his control, and finally the potion fell. On the other side of the head.The sound of the healing potion falling on the ground seemed to be coming from the sky, and it took a long time to reach his ears, faintly, faintly.It was also such a subtle sound that let him know the approximate location of the potion.

Taking the potion had exhausted his energy for a long time, and at this moment he had no strength to tilt his head at all.

Fortunately, there was only a battle here last night. The coercion of the high-ranking beasts made ordinary beasts dare not come here, and Ren was lucky not to meet those cultivators again, so he turned his head after working hard for a long time .And he is still alive.

After accumulating strength for a long time, Ren struggled to stick out his tongue, and clumsily rolled the medicine into his mouth.The usual light and flexible movements are actually extremely difficult at this time.Gently holding the top of the potion, Ren was very grateful that the person who designed the shell considered the wounded person's inability to pull out the plug, and designed the plug of the potion to melt in the mouth. In this way, you only need to bite the potion. swallowed.

Ren swallowed for a long time before he could gather the strength to swallow. After swallowing a mouthful of the healing potion, Ren obviously felt that the pain was lessened, and his spirit was refreshed. When he returned, he must invest more money in the research institute. Healing potions are truly the greatest invention in the world.

Even if it can only treat physical injuries, it is still a great invention.

With such a good beginning, Ren didn't want to die anymore. He swallowed very aggressively. Although he swallowed at an excruciatingly slow speed, he could only swallow once in a long time, but he finally took the medicine, and his physical condition was gradually improving. It's getting better, at least he has the strength to lift his claws.

The sun was shining brightly, and Ren's body was finally warmed up by the sun.He still didn't have the strength to open his eyes, his head was dizzy, and it took a lot of effort to figure out what he wanted to do.His mouth was dry, and his body's mechanism to secrete saliva was on strike. He was indeed dying, and his whole body seemed to be rotting away.Ren wondered if his dug out intestines would be dried out in the sun, and he had the urge to die when he thought of stuffing the dirt-stained and blood-stained intestines back into his stomach.Squinting his eyes, tilting his head slightly upwards, he drank up the rest of the healing potion, opened his mouth, and the shell of the potion fell to the ground, splashing a small amount of dust, which made his dry nose very uncomfortable .

Ren took out another tube of healing potion. This time, he was much more energetic. He kept the potion in his mouth very accurately, rolled his tongue to swallow the potion again, and at the same time, slowly moved his claws to stuff the dry intestines back into his stomach. , paralyzed on the ground with a loveless face.

At this time, the sun was westward, and it was about to enter the night. Ren didn't have much confidence in whether he could live until tomorrow.

At this time, the wound on Ren's body was initially healed in a way visible to the naked eye, and he could not see the miserable appearance of the day before. However, although the trauma was healed, it was actually an empty shelf. With a slight push, Ren's energy and spirit would dissipate Lose.

Ren also understood it himself, slowly turned over and stood up, staggered to the side of Ranbo Rabbit, and slowly bit the fur along Ranbo Rabbit's throat, revealing the flesh and blood inside.Then he staggered to the back of the branch, smashed the leaves and sprinkled them on himself, while not forgetting to cover himself.

I hope that the flesh and blood of this dyed bo rabbit can attract the beasts that come here for food, and I hope that the juice can cover up my own smell. At present, he doesn't have any energy to find a safer place for himself, and all he can do is hope. Good luck, hopefully I can still wake up tomorrow.

When night came again, the bonfire had been extinguished long ago, and the ashes were blown away by the wind.Except for the rustling of the leaves of the tall trees on both sides, there was silence for a while, and even the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and the orange light bid farewell for a while.

At this time, the sound of footsteps resounded evenly in this silent night, and I didn't worry at all that anyone would hear it. In this world full of cultivators, who would walk with sound except ordinary people?

But he walked forward step by step, stepping on fallen leaves to make sounds, stepping on dead branches to make sounds, kicking small gravels to make sounds, one by one, forming a unique movement that only belonged to him at this time.

He entered the arena surrounded by the branches of the big tree, saw the body of the dyed bo rabbit, and also saw the shells of the two tubes of medicine.

He walked over to pick up the shell of the potion, and let out a soft snort, which was very loud in this silent night.He circulated his vitality, and the shells of the two tubes of reagents were broken into a ball of fine sand in his hands. He sprinkled them casually, and the fine sand floated in the air, and flew away with the wind or fell on the ground, mixed with the dust and sand.

He walked along the bloodstain step by step. Behind him, the bloodstain was wiped away as he walked step by step. When he reached Rennes' hiding place, all traces of Rennes' existence behind him disappeared.He stood and watched for a while, then laughed lightly, or laughed mockingly, took out a few low-level primordial stones and hit them at Ren's side, twisted his hands, and the pile of branches where Ren was hiding disappeared.

The visitor walked out step by step, and his figure was also hazy in the moonless night.

The moonlight struggled out of the dark clouds and fell through the gaps in the leaves, forming incomplete and broken spots on the ground.With a few fluttering sounds, several hawks and falcons flew here through the tangle of branches and leaves, and turned into human shapes one after another.

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Little theater has nothing to do with the text

Ren: Why do you always like to play dead? It's so unmanly.

after many years…

Mu Qing: You do it yourself.

Ren: Nima, you actually dare to pretend to be dead in bed.