Quick time travel apprentice love me a few more times

Without any chance of redemption, Luo Jin could only watch helplessly as the man disappeared from sight, and then a stronger air pressure counterattacked, knocking him unconscious.

On the second or third day, I don't know how long I slept among the flowers.

When Luo Jin woke up, she saw Shang Zilu standing beside her with a complicated expression, surrounded by dazzling red Bana flowers.

Probably because of the huge impact on his body, his throat was abnormally hoarse, he could only make an unpleasant whimpering sound, and he couldn't move his limbs. He could only let Shang Zilu half hug him and leave the cave where Du Ruo disappeared.

The power of the ancient magic circle is really great, even if Du Ruo tried his best to stop it, no matter if the demon monks were repairing or avoiding disasters, on the way back to Four Elephant Mountain, the places he passed were full of desolation.

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Almost a whole month was spent in bed, the whole heart was silent and unwavering, the only thing that aroused his interest was seeing the intact and newborn Su Ye appearing in front of him again, Xiang Luo Jin once again Explained the ins and outs of events.

But after listening to it, it was even more uncomfortable.

The magic circle has been "completely wiped out" by the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, but the cascading effect brought by the ancient magic circle still exists, and one after another small vortexes will appear from time to time in this world, waiting for the monks to go to repair, seal.

Although most of the power of that technique was not fully utilized in time, the human and devil domains also suffered heavy losses. If it continued to develop unrestrainedly at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable to everyone who has experienced the whole incident.

With the help of many elixirs, as well as Lan Zikui and Shang Zilu, Luo Jin's body gradually recovered. Although her limbs still felt numb, she also regained consciousness.

——"There are some things that cannot be forced. This time... I really owe a lot to that blood demon in the cultivation world. The matter has come to this point, and there is still a long time to go. Take it easy, Zijin."

Not long after he was able to get out of bed, Shang Zilu, who was busy dealing with funeral affairs, came to visit, and sat silently in front of Luo Jin's bed for a long time before saying such words.

For Shang Zilu, who is used to "hating evil like hatred" and "doing justice for the sky", Du Ruo's choice and dedication gave him a great shock, and he began to question whether the original decision of Immortal Xu Yao to prevent problems before they happened was correct.

However, the matter has come to this point, and it has developed to such a point that it can only be exchanged for a sigh.

Everyone knows the power of the ancient magic circle, even Du Ruo, who has the upper hand in blood, will never win benefits from the competition with the magic circle.

She moved her mouth, but was still speechless, Luo Jin's eyes flickered, and she heard Shang Zilu continue to say: "Master has been telling me that you are different from me, or Zikui, not from this world. Thinking about it now, what he said is correct, at least the entire Sixiang Mountain is unwilling to be associated with that kind of ominous blood..."

"...Du Ruo, his name is Du Ruo."

A cultivator may really be able to fully understand something that is rare for ordinary people. Once again, he heard Immortal Xuyao's evaluation of him from Shang Zilu. It seemed that Immortal Xuyao ​​understood everything he had experienced.

After holding back for a long time, the hoarse voice was forced out of the throat, as if it had been smoked, it was very unpleasant.

"The people in the mountains are full of flowers and duruo, drinking stone springs and shady pines and cypresses, the king thinks about me and doubts."

Talking about his birth, he raised his eyebrows in a subtle way.Shang Zilu wanted to ask Luo Jin too much, but in the end he let out a long sigh, paused and continued: "You can give him such a name, bloody demons and Du Ruohua's practice, I will Can't think of it."

Shang Zilu's memories of Du Ruo are the indifferent eyes he saw when he was defeated in the battle a hundred years ago, the anger and unyielding in the cage when he was trapped in the forbidden area in the future, and later... Du Ruo regained his identity as a demon king. The black robe flaunted wantonly.

"I once fought against him a hundred years ago, and he didn't have a name at that time." Seeing the doubt in Luo Jin's eyes, Shang Zilu explained.

The former was stunned for a moment, without speaking or showing any emotion.

Shang Zilu finally shut up. Luo Jin explained the general story in detail when Luo Jin just woke up. He hoped to learn from Luo Jin that he was waiting for energy in the Demon Realm, but the other party's throat seemed to have never recovered, and he himself did not. How dare you mention it.

After all, Du Ruo couldn't come back.

After sitting for a while, Shang Zilu got up and left the quiet bedroom. He received a letter from his disciple.Although the Cultivation Realm has maintained a harmonious relationship with the Demon Race, there are still many major and minor matters waiting for him, the leader, to deal with.

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——It was completely his Du Ruo.

It's quieter.

Looking at the scar on the wrist where the red chain had scratched it, one month later, the scar seemed to have disappeared like Du Ruo.

In fact, after returning that day, Luo Jin has been waiting for the final punishment of 'mission failure', worrying about Du Ruo, whether it is Du Ruo in this world or the real world.

Up to now, the task given to him by the blue-eyed boy has reached the final stage, either the sixth or the seventh, but now this kind of result has appeared again.

What exactly is the result of mission failure?

Is it that the person in the hospital bed can never wake up again, or is he trapped here forever and cannot go back?It seems that no matter what it is, it will end badly.

Even if the previous experience is wiped out, there is still a general impression. Although every world is a bit hard to walk, there is no lack of sweetness and happiness.After lying in bed for a month, the more he felt the flow of time, the more he panicked. Like the three months in the real world, he was afraid that this would be an empty wait with no end.

After being stunned for a long time, suddenly, the airflow in the room became chaotic, scrolling the books on the bookshelf and fell to the ground, and the bed curtains and door curtains also fluttered.

Her thoughts were recalled in an instant, Luo Jin struggled to stand up with the wooden table, and saw that the ink painting of distant mountains on the wall suddenly cracked a gap, and a small vortex bloomed, like a crack in time and space.

——This is the 'sequel' left by the ancient magic circle.

I don't know when and where it will appear, but the small legacy of magic still plagues the world, making the human race and demons uneasy.

However, it is easy to solve. At this time, as long as spiritual power is poured into the center of the vortex to suppress it, it will disappear.

A bright white light flashed on the fingertips, and just as it was about to be thrown out, red ripples suddenly appeared on the wrist of the right hand, causing ripples in Luo Jin's heart—a familiar tingling sensation again.

My heart was shocked. Although the forbidden technique had been cut off by Du Ruo, there was still a wonderful bond between the two of them.Luo Jin approached the small vortex as if in a daze, and the vortex on the painting seemed to sense his thoughts, and the vortex became more intense, and at the same time emitted a faint blue light, as if entering it would lead to eternal doom.

Without any hesitation, following the invisible traction, Luo Jin jumped into the scroll.

In an instant, the light shines brightly, and the eyes are replaced by dazzling white, as if the body has disappeared, leaving only consciousness.

Since entering the vortex, he has been in a wonderful state of weightlessness, but the result did not disappoint Luo Jin. In just a moment, he saw Du Ruo, who was also floating in white, and his black clothes were extremely damaged.

With empty and lightless eyes, he stared blankly at Luo Jin who suddenly appeared in the void.

The two slowly approached, and finally came into contact with each other. Their black eyes were no longer abnormally empty, and a smile appeared on the corner of Du Ruo's mouth.

The world in the vortex seemed to have no medium for sound transmission. Luo Jin saw Du Ruo's lips slightly opened, opened and closed, and called him.

Even if he couldn't hear it, he could still feel the familiar male voice sounding from his heart, and he touched his lips in response. This action made Du Ruo, who had been floating in the void for a long time, widen his eyes...

No one in the world will stop turning. The moment Luo Jin stepped into the vortex, it happened to fall into the eyes of Su Ye and Mu Junyao who came to investigate the situation due to the huge fluctuation of spiritual power. They could only look at their teacher from afar. Zun disappeared again.

Luo Zijin, one of the three sons of Tianyuan, disappeared like this, and has never appeared since then.

For such a "major event", it was later rumored that "the disciple of a certain biggest cultivation sect and the blood demon" lived together, eloped and fled, etc. Shang Zilu, the head of the sect, did not make any comments, but only comforted him in private The disciple left behind by Luo Zijin repeated what Xuyao ​​Xianzun had said, saying that he had returned to the place that really belonged to him.

It was also from that day that the vortex that had troubled the world for a long time disappeared completely, and the aftereffect of the ancient magic circle was finally "unleashed", or it was saturated with something inhaled, and the two domains finally returned to normal life after the extraordinary ordeal.

This chaos finally ended with the complete extermination of the Blood Demon clan and the burial of Luo Zijin, one of the three sons of Tianyuan. As for the publicity, the Mozun once kidnapped the disciple of the righteous way to the Qilin Hall, and both parties locked the news at the same time.

A hundred years later, this unspeakable entanglement between humans and demons was not a good story, but no one criticized it.

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The limbs are still numb, and the eyelids are still sore.

"hiss……"

When I moved my body a little, the back of my neck seemed to be a pillow, and my head and neck were in the wrong position, and it hurt so badly.

I don't know when he broke away from that piece of pure white, and once again regained control over his body.

I thought it was still a familiar scene, but when I opened my eyes, it was hazy and dim, and I couldn't see anything clearly...

The eyeballs were sore and painful, and rubbing for a long time did not work. Subconsciously, I reached out and touched something familiar. I habitually opened and put it on, and then opened my eyes. I was startled by the sudden clear vision.

——How long has it been since you wore glasses?

Holding his breath, he turned around slowly, the scene that caught his eyes was very familiar, it was Du Ruo's ward.

Just like that... suddenly returned to this world.

It was pure white and lifeless, the person on the bed was still sleeping peacefully, and the instruments beside him were beating regularly, still showing no sign of waking up.

It was like having a long, long dream.

After standing in front of Du Ruo's bed in a daze for a long time, Luo Jin came back to her senses, approached the past a little bit, and reached out to touch that handsome face with nostalgia.There was a storm in my heart, but there was no change in the expression on my face.

I have traveled too many times, is what I see now the real world?Or is it still a test of crossing?Or were those worlds nothing more than a dream and those experiences never happened?Or... the mission failed?

Looking at the date on the phone, the encounter with the blue-eyed boy happened not long ago at ten o'clock in the morning. It seems impossible to have so many dreams and experience so many complicated stories in a few hours of sleep.

But today I will be transferred to the general ward.

The sky was slightly bright, and I walked to the side and opened the blackout curtains to let the soft light of the early sun shine in, and the pale ward finally became more lively.

Sitting back on the side of the hospital bed again, staring blankly at Du Ruo's calm face, Luo Jin felt his vocal cords tremble slightly, and a strange sound came from his body.

"Du Ruo, Du Ruo, Du Ruo... what should I do?"

One after another, shouting incessantly.

Probably...he slept too late last night, caught a cold and had such a long dream that brought him hope, or...he had an opportunity in front of him, but he screwed up at the last moment and tried again. Back to a helpless situation.

The hoarse voice was particularly unpleasant, and he was too unwilling.

It’s okay if you don’t have a chance at the beginning. The feeling of being unable to grasp anything and falling short is really unbearable.

At the end of the recitation in a trance, her eyes were still dry, but her voice was tinged with whimpering.

The too cruel reality instantly knocked Luo Jin back to her original shape, she reached out tremblingly to cover Du Ruo's palm exposed on the quilt, and fumbled with trembling fingers cautiously, feeling the cool body temperature of the person who couldn't wake up.

It seemed to be a dream, a wishful thinking dream.

How is it possible to wake up from brain death, it is already hard work to keep the vital signs like this.

One hand caressed the palm of the person on the bed, and the other hand was secretly clenched, the nails clenched into the skin of the palm, as if only such pain could cover up the heartache and hesitation.

It was very quiet, and it all returned to calm in the end.

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Waiting until early in the morning, the light refracted in from the window has changed a lot.This kind of empty waiting has often happened in the past three months, but the experience has become more and more desperate now.

Luo Jin, who had become a little numb, was always on the verge of collapse.

Through the mirage-like memory bubble, the person lying on the bed suddenly took a deep breath, and in the extremely quiet environment, he could even hear the sound of air rubbing his nose.

With a serious expression, he focused his eyes on Du Ruo's face for an instant, and then saw the long eyelashes trembling slightly, making Luo Jin hold his breath.

For a moment, something that could be called hope was rekindled, but I was not sure.

It wasn't until the palm of her hand felt the slight tremor of the man's fingers, and until her closed eyes slowly opened with a confused expression, that Luo Jin suddenly stood up.

He called Du Ruo softly, and then pressed the button to call the medical staff.

It's around six o'clock, and it's not time to go to work.

The nurse in practice looked anxious and came in a hurry. She thought that something bad had happened and needed to deal with the aftermath, but when she saw the man on the bed woke up and a 'medical miracle' happened before her eyes, she panicked again He lost his footsteps and hurried back.

The sound of footsteps in the silent corridor gradually receded, which gave it a little sense of reality.

"You... finally woke up."

After deliberating for a long time, Luo Jin watched those empty eyes gradually regain their spirits, only to realize that she was a little embarrassed and speechless.

Suddenly standing in front of Du Ruo who had regained consciousness, he obviously had a lot to tell him, but he couldn't say it and... didn't know where to start.

His palms were instantly wet with sweat, and he coughed helplessly. He wanted to help Du Ruo, who was lying flat on the hospital bed, to wait for the doctor's arrival, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand for fear of hurting the person who had finally woken up.

"Do you want some water?"

I remember that people who woke up from a serious illness in the TV series would be thirsty. Luo Jin stood up quickly, swept away the side of the bedside table used to moisten Du Ruo's lips, and then poured moderately hot water from the kettle.

When he came to the bed with a glass and hesitated whether to let him get up first, he received a familiar smile from Du Ruo... a little strange?

"Sorry, who are you...?"