to pure life

Stopped his movements.

"Acheson..." Michael exclaimed in surprise.

"Shut up! You big idiot, Mulla, take someone with us and let's go." Dissatisfied, Rafael kicked Michael hard, and returned to Rafael with two people under his arms, They were the unconscious Jiu Ai and Skolat, and the four immediately disappeared into the alley.

However, Michael seemed unwilling to leave. He hesitated for a while, and under the gaze of Huang Quan's blood-colored eyes, he called again softly, "Are you... Acheson?"

"He's not Acheson! You bastard, why don't you listen to His Majesty and leave quickly!" Raphael still couldn't leave Michael alone, and when Michael himself noticed that Huangquan was full of killing intent and fun His eyes trembled from time to time, then he took a few steps back and followed Raphael away.

"Huang... Quan..."

The silver-haired man who was about to catch up heard the low moan behind him, and slowly turned around.The black-haired young man kneeling on the ground looked at him with a confused expression, one hand was still tightly covering his injured abdomen, his eyes were full of sadness and shock that he couldn't understand.He frowned puzzledly, and there seemed to be a different kind of emotion in his eyes at that moment, but in the end it was covered by blood, and finally turned into indifference.No longer interested in this creature that seemed to be dying soon, Huang Quan continued to chase in the direction Michael and the others left.

Watching Huang Quan's figure disappear, Si Mingrui, who was the only one left here, lowered his head and lost his last hope. He leaned his head against the wall, completely unable to stop the bleeding from the wound.Huang Quan's blow seemed to bring his own abilities, and the neurons in the abdominal wound were not controlled by Si Mingrui.His face gradually turned pale. Compared with the painful injury, the fact that the person who injured him was Huang Quan made him feel more uncomfortable.

Finally unable to support himself, Simingrui rolled over on the ground. Si Mingrui stared blankly at the sky, his mind went blank, his consciousness was stripped away bit by bit. When he thought that this was death, he fell into darkness.

At this moment, on the middle finger of Si Mingrui's left hand, the black ancient ring soaked in blood lit up a dim light.

The black vine patterns coiled around the right hand moved to the left little by little, and all of them came to the left hand after a while.Then the lines continued to squeeze each other, twisted and even left Si Mingrui's body. Even so, they didn't stop, piling up little by little, as if they were constructing something.After a while, a black figure made of them appeared beside Si Mingrui.

The dark and strange figure bent down to caress Fusi Mingrui's wound, the bleeding slowly stopped, but the huge hole had no intention of healing at all.

Heiying was a little puzzled, and seemed to think for a few seconds, before finally hugging Si Mingrui and leaving the dilapidated open space step by step.

Si Mingrui felt that his body was shaking slowly. Could this be the feeling after death?

"Brother, he was seriously injured. There is a strong space power remaining on this wound. My ability is not enough, so there is no way to heal it."

It seemed that someone was talking beside him, but Si Mingrui couldn't hear a single word, he could only let them pass by his ears lightly.

"It's troublesome, but he was sent by that gentleman, and we must cure him." Another voice.

"Oh! I think so too, but if there's no other way, then there's no way." The first voice sounded quite helpless at this moment.

What are they talking about... Si Mingrui began to think slowly.

"He is the law-abiding one among us, and he should be sent to the fountain of life."

"Ah? But..." The person who spoke was hesitating.

spring?Si Mingrui's chaotic head was sober for a moment, Huang Quan.

"...Quan..." He began to recall the name, but his voice was fragmented.

"Look, he himself said he was going!"

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one hundred and six

"La la la~ la la la... The avenger is about to come, but the miracle is on the way to find me... The spell to avoid disaster... is a secret I never knew..."

Someone sang an unknown song softly in Si Mingrui's ear, and the consciousness that was originally in a blur was gently awakened little by little.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was stung by the bright light outside and wanted to cry. Si Mingrui had to lift his sore arm to cover his forehead.After getting used to it for a few seconds, Si Mingrui raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked in the direction of the beautiful singing voice.In the still blurred vision, I saw someone sitting leisurely on the huge vine wood window sill, the other's two long white legs were hanging down from the dress, and the beautiful overlapping toes were shaking like a beat.

As if knowing that Si Mingrui had woken up, the charming singing stopped.

Against the light, Si Mingrui, who was lying on the soft bed, couldn't see the other person's face clearly, so he could only squint his eyes and use his arms to support himself up.

"Are you awake?" The other party didn't move a bit, but asked softly in a tone that seemed to be singing poetry.

"Who are you? Where am I?" Si Mingrui had many questions, he opened his slightly chapped lips, and uttered these words hoarsely.

Seeming to have some doubts about Si Mingrui's words, the other party tilted her head, and this angle just made her move away from the light source.

A head of almost pure white hair, decorated with emerald green vines on his forehead, then entwined with several strands of hair and hanging down on the ground, the ancient looking but miraculously containing strong vitality plants are also dotted with a few pale flowers. The little blue flower seemed to be the other party's other hair accessory.

And when he noticed that person's appearance, Si Mingrui unconsciously thought of a word - spirit.

It is impossible to describe the beauty and nobility of the other party in words, and those blue eyes that are as peaceful as mountains and lakes seem to reflect your dirty soul.The exquisite facial features gather all the auras in the world, and there is a hint of solemnity in the ethereal, no one can give birth to the desire to profane.The corners of the light-colored lips are raised, bringing a distant breath.The light danced on her arms and neck, as if she refused to leave as if she was attached, and there were golden spots of light on the same pure white eyelashes.

Rather than saying that there is light behind her, it is better to think that her whole body is a luminous body, a soft light floating around, outlining her body.Although the clothes are very revealing, except for the key parts, other parts of the body are in a state of indistinctness. The off-white fabric is very smooth and close to the body, and there is only a thin belt around the waist to fix it, but she is still a holy angel , without lust and temptation.

"Your voice is gray, and your injury hasn't healed yet." 'Elf' spoke again, unable to tell the gender, but hearing the sentences spoken by the incredible magnetic voice made Si Mingrui a little puzzled.

Grey, after chewing in his mouth, Si Mingrui looked down at his belly.It was only then that he realized that the clothes on his body were similar to the other party's, with the same loose and simple robe design, but this was not the current popular style.Opening the shirt, Simingrui found that the serious wound on the waist and abdomen could not find any traces of its existence. He touched it hesitantly with his fingers. The smooth and delicate skin told his master that the hole that had been penetrated was just a wound. hallucinations.

Si Mingrui subconsciously glanced at 'Elf', "My injury is already healed..."

But the 'elf' shook his head slowly, "The wound on the chest is healed, but the wound in the heart cannot be healed."

"Where is this?" The other party's sudden sad expression made Si Mingrui couldn't help feeling the pain, so he had to ask first.

The 'elf' finally moved at this moment, she stretched and jumped down the window sill, the clothes half hanging on her shoulders slipped off, revealing half of her chest.

flat……

"Want to know? Come to me..." As soon as the words fell, her...or it should be his body was painted with countless golden light spots, which danced in the air and began to dissipate.Si Mingrui stretched out his hand in a daze, and a speck of light that flew up and down and flew towards him fell into his palm like this. With five fingers lightly grasped, the light spot was caught in the palm of his hand like a firefly.

Throwing off the thin blanket on his body, Si Mingrui got off the bed.Having been distracted by that mysterious guy just now, he had time to take a good look at the room.Here, Si Mingrui does not feel any atmosphere of metal technology, it is a solid cabin made entirely of wood, vines or leaves.Even the blanket just now was made of materials like animal fur.It was as if he had traveled to another time and space. Thinking of this, Si Mingrui walked to the window and looked out.

Numerous huge branches are the most eye-catching sign, and among the dense leaves of various colors, simple but not crude cabins are either hidden hidden in them, or integrated with the trunk by relying on the thick roots.Everything here is so natural and harmonious. There are many pedestrians wearing robes of the same style as Si Mingrui walking around on the white stone path that can't be seen at the end. There are some statues standing beside the path, but unfortunately the distance is too far. Si Mingrui couldn't tell who it was.

This can be said to be a completely unfamiliar environment, but it is incredible that since waking up, Si Mingrui has never felt guarded or afraid, as if he grew up here since he was a child, and a kind of familiarity and excitement of a wanderer returning home slowly emerged in him. heart.

Spreading his hands, the spot of light that was trapped in it finally regained its freedom, turned around twice in a daze, and then floated unsteadily out of the window.Si Mingrui stared at the little thing that was about to disappear from sight. After a long while, he fastened his somewhat loose belt, turned over and stepped onto the window sill, and then jumped out of the window.