Old state

On the day Zhao Hui woke up, Guixu happened to be away from Wushuang Hall, and he said that there was some special situation that required him to go and have a look, and he had been away for two or three days.

When Guixu was not in Wushuang Hall, Yang Zigui had a lot of leisure time, sometimes he went out of the city to see General Zhou Yi, and the rest of the time he stayed with Zhao Hui.

The doctors in the mortal world could not diagnose his illness no matter what, but he just kept falling asleep and couldn't wake up no matter what.After sleeping for thirteen or four days, he suddenly woke up.The gentle light of Ye Mingzhu coated the room with a soft halo, and he slowly opened his eyes, as if he had returned to the beginning when he didn't know anything.

For a moment, he didn't know what night it was.

Yang Zigui had been sitting beside him all the time, and found that he had woken up. He quickly collected his thoughts and said slowly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Zhao Hui was taken aback by him, but he also brought him back to his thoughts.

He suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, those messy memories that overturned his cognition for tens of thousands of years and messed up his world.

With the one he didn't know whether to hate or love.

He looked at Yang Zigui, recalled, and said, "Do you know Han Ba?"

There was a scar on Zhao Hui's throat. Although it was bandaged, his voice was intermittent and extremely hoarse.

Yang Zigui listened attentively, and finally realized what he was asking.

Of course he knew Hanba, both Pingyi and Yang Zigui.

So he just nodded.

Zhao Hui said with a very difficult face: "Then are you willing to save him?"

His vocal cords suffered irreparable trauma. When he spoke, it was like a broken stone scratched the drum surface, and it hurt, painfully.

But for Zhao Hui, maybe only this kind of pain can remind him what he should do.

His words seemed to contain blood, and he said intermittently: "That day, after you left, a group of people came to the island, and they killed anyone they saw. They all died, and one named Guiwu was even hung on a tree branch, bleeding for more than ten days before he died. Hanba held his sword and traded blood for blood to hurt them, but there were too many of them , He really had no other choice, so he took me and escaped."

But escaping that island is not salvation from fate, but a new abyss.

Perhaps it was the reason why Ruomu was dug away. After the last person on the island died, the island, where Black Nightmare used it as the base camp, sank.The way they walked, the galaxy all collapsed.

Zhao Hui recalled: "The road to Zijing Lake was built by Hanba. I don't know what he saw and thought of such a road, so beautiful and magical, but after the island sank, the road to Zijing Lake The road is completely broken."

It was truly shattered, like a piece of jade that fell from a high altitude and shattered into powder.Starting from the very top, starting from the most distant nebula, starting from the most beautiful and magical scenery, it slowly turned into dust, and with the wind blowing, everything turned into nothingness.

After the last nebula shattered, Zhao Hui looked at Hanba and vomited a mouthful of blood.

His blood was pure black, with an ominous evil aura.

Hanba was originally a vicious demon against the sky, but he buried his bones under thousands of corpses, absorbed the unwilling cries from the corpses in the scorching sun, and turned into a fierce god who was invulnerable to swords and guns and could not be tolerated by heaven and earth.From the most innocent and innocent creature to the most evil and terrifying fierce god.

But Hanba has no blood.

He is an evil god condensed from wronged souls, so there should be no blood.

These bloods are evil obstacles and debts owed by him. When the blood is shed, he is repaying the debt. After repaying, he will return to the place where he should go.

Zhao Hui didn't know about this, he just saw Han Yan vomit blood, and felt his heart beat, with uncontrollable sadness and heartache.

He shouldn't be heartbroken for him, you know, Hanba not only imprisoned him, threatened him to force him to do things he didn't want to do, but also treated his lover like a dog.

He hates Hanba very much.

But the sadness in my heart can't deceive people.In a daze, he felt a coolness on his face, and when he reached out to touch it, it was full of tears, bitter and sweet.

Zhao Hui felt that he was very strange, he turned his head and refused to look at Hanba again.

In fact, when Hanba vomited blood, he didn't look embarrassed or miserable. Even because of his jade-like face and clear demeanor, people felt that the mouthful of blood was an illusion, that it fell from the sky, not from his soul. Torn apart.

But Zhao Hui just couldn't bear it.

Even though it had been more than two months, when he thought of that scene, he still felt stuffy in his heart, so sad that he couldn't breathe.

He was silent for a while, decided to skip this paragraph, and continued.

After leaving Bauhinia Lake, they did spend a few days leisurely, but soon, the overwhelming pursuit came.

Just like when he committed a heinous crime back then, and the heavens sent down divine punishment, he pursued and killed him imperviously.

As they walk on the road, an ordinary grass may turn into a murderer with a knife. When they cross the lake in a boat, a fish may fly up from the lake and try to pierce his throat, or even a drop of rain falls from the sky. They will all turn into sharp blades when they touch them.

There is simply no respite and no time to breathe.

Zhao Hui quickly threw away his sadness that he didn't know where it came from, and put all his mind on running away.But is it the king's land in the whole world, under the jurisdiction of the heaven, where can they go?And with such an unpredictable pursuit, how long can they escape?

Soon, both of them were covered in bruises, and Han Yan could still hold on. After all, he was one of the demon gods. Even if his head fell off, he could still have a body to survive, just like Xing Tian.But Zhao Hui was already in a state of insanity, and he didn't know how he got this body. When everything was safe, he always had some symptoms of leaving his soul, let alone now.

He was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and even spent most of the day in a coma. He didn't know how Hanba led him to escape from hunting during those times, but they traveled more and more, and finally arrived at Jiuyin Mountain .

He didn't know what Hanba was planning, but when they finally arrived at Jiuyin Mountain after walking for more than a month, he heard Hanba sigh.

Then, Zhao Hui smiled bitterly: "That night, Hanba and I spent the night in a cave. The cave was extremely low and seemed to be connected to the heart of the earth. I felt scared, but Hanba told me that this place is the safest. I Believe it. When I woke up the next day, he was gone. I traveled more than [-] meters from Jiuyin Mountain to Shengjing, but I never met the chase again."

His voice was full of bitterness: "I know, he must have been taken away by those people, so I was able to find Shengjing safely."

"Can you help me save him?"